ERIC MAXWELL
"Hello..." I grabbed the phone from the bedside table. Who is calling me this early morning?
"Where are you, Ricky?" Only one person who called me like that, Michael. Mostly to annoy me.
"Home... why are you calling me this early morning, Mika?" I retort back. He always dislikes the nickname as much as I do.
"Early my ass... it's almost eleven." My eyes widened open. Michael is right as I see the watch's needle three minutes past eleven.
"Damn!" I cursed.
"What is keeping you stayed up late last night?" A sound a teasing is thickened in his word. "Bunny in mating season."
"Mind your own business." I lose a word to repel his teasing as my mind re-organized the scene from last night.
"Hahaha.... Kid, back to serious business. Where were you past few days? Mum was worried sick and today we got nonstop calls from Larry.
"I entered my own realm, immersing ruling the piece of land and lost track of time. Then, I remembered I got an invitation to attend some friend bachelor party and back home when Russel come get me." I give the simple explanation.
"Be serious, Lil bro. Did something bad happen when you were at the club?"
"Nope... I will call Larry next. Thanks big bro." I ended the called and put the phone in silent mode.
My memory actually still in fuzzy and unclear state. The last thing I remembered was throwing up in alley corner. My hand unconsciously caressing my neck. I faced the mirror in the bathroom with shaking legs and throbbing pain. My chest and neck full with purplish marks and some bitten.
The colour drained from my face as the last night scene come one by one. I almost get raped by sex maniac only to get caught by Russel. What is he will think about me? A cheap whore? Damn! I had broken the promised I did before married. If he didn't drive around there, the outcome is not difficult to guess.
Maybe today my name will appear as a newspaper headline "Gay man got raped and left at black alley'. Something related to these words, I think. I traced the marks and found three marks were in deep purple and one bitten mark had double line. Except that, the remaining pieces stayed blurry to extend I can't connect the dots. Anyway, I felt relieved because I am saved from becoming raping victim.
No matter how much I was into a man, I won't want to be a rape victim. I would be traumatized for a lifetime. Worst I may reject everyone. Rape, whether happened to the man or woman by opposite or same gender still heavily wrong. Nobody, I meant no one in a sane mind can accept it as normal behavior. The victim still felt the same dirty feeling. And, it depended to their wills, either to stay alive or ended themselves.
But in majority society eyes, some were laughter when heard people from the LGBT community got raped. They always said we deserved it as a God wrath. We deserved it without need to get a trial. The rapist got famous because they acted as a punisher. Did they ever thinks through if they had been in our shoes? Did they welcome and praising the rapist?
The answer is NO. These brainless people only knew how to condemn someone who different from them in a good way. They actually a real bigot and narrow minded people.
After a few minutes convinced myself, I got under the shower and clean my body. I scrub whenever place the thugs put their marks. Mostly, I think Russel has overwritten them. I get back to my room.
I heard a soft knock at the door shortly after changing the clothes. With lazy, I walked to it, opening and Claudia's face a bit startled. She brings a tray a breakfast. I think I didn't need the breakfast anymore. But, I still take it and thanks her.
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