Jesse
Blood ran down my mouth, but that didn't stop the guys abit, "You're going to hell gay boy!" one of them shouted, I kicked on my back and I laid there as they stomped on my legs and arms, I was already jumped more times then I could count, ever since I asked Romeo to be my boyfriend, and something about being gay.. Was wrong.. I didn't really care, I just loved someone who happened to be the same gender as me.. Romeo, thankfully hasn't gotten hurt, but I always seem to be targeted for this sort of thing.. After what seemed like forever, they left, and I slowly got to my feet and tried to walk home
Romeo
I sat next to the hospital bed and stared at Jesse, my poor love always got hurt because of me.. I wanted to be with him, and I knew he felt the same, but I couldn't bare to see him like this anymore.. We've been together for about a year now, and its been nonstop with visits to the Emergency room for him.. Ive never gotten hurt by anyone else, which is why I felt even worse, it was him taking the pain for us both, I heard the door open slowly and shut, high heels made its way towards the other side of Jesse's bed, "Im really upset.. This has been the 20th time Jesse has wound up here.. Im truly sorry Romeo." I looked up, it was the same nurse that always treated Jesse when he got injured, "Hey Jessica, thank you for fixing him up.." she sighed and sat on the chair near his bed, "Romeo I need to talk about somethings.. I think.. You should let him go." I raised an eyebrow, "Excuse me?" she hesitated, I could tell she really didn't want to explain what she needed to, "I believe you boys should go separate ways, try to find someone new, or.. He'll just keep ending up here." I knew this was true, but there was no way in hell I would ever leave Jesse's side, "I would love to make all these beatings stop.. But there is no way, Im letting him go." she looked at his face, "Look at him Romeo.. He's been through enough.. In this world nobody will accept you or him, I would be gladly to accept what you have.. But things will not get better because you want it to, I want you to remember that some people are disgusting, vile, and don't care.. Please consider talking to him about moving on." I was about to protest again but his voice stopped me, "Maybe.. She's right."
2 weeks later
He was an addiction, I couldn't let him go.. This time I was jumped, and I finally understood what Jessica said.. People won't care if me and Jesse are in love.. In their eyes, its wrong, but to me.. Its the best thing Ive ever done, I loved him, he loved me, but whatever this was, it was just a forbidden type of love, I've lost my family for him.. My friends.. He has done the same for me, could I keep running back to him? And only him? I saw the scars around his face, and looked around the place I called home,
Maybe we could just run
Together
