Outside of Our Little Paradise

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Yousmiled as you cuddled against Ludwig, it was actually very similar tohow you two were when you woke up to him in your bed but this timeyou were both fully conscious and choosing to cuddle. You would everynow and then kiss, his kisses you had always imagined his kisseswould be rough but they were actually soft yet not, gentle butunyielding. And he tasted sweet; like cherries and chocolate.


Youwere able to cuddle all weekend. When Monday rolled around you had nochoice but to go to school. Ludwig was a very dedicated man sounderstood you had to go in. However you could tell he wished thatyou could stay. You kissed him goodbye and headed out, Ludwig, afterhaving a very lazy weekend set himself to start working.


Heracked the leaves and put them in a wheelbarrow to move them tocompost, mowed the entire yard, weeded, and cleaned out the gutters.When he was done with that he took a shower to wash off the sweat andbegan cleaning up. When he finished everything he began knitting,having nothing left to do.


As hewas doing this though he heard a door open, he looked at the clockand was shocked how late it was. He got so into his knitting that hehad lost track of time. It had been years since he was able to dothat.


Gettingup to greet you, he was shocked to see two people come in, a man whodid look familiar. It took him a moment to realize that it lookedlike an older version of Name, and while the woman didn't look asmuch like you as the man, but she did have your nose and eye shape.Or more that you had hers.


"Whoare you?!" The man asked as the woman jumped behind her and hesighed.


"I'mLudwig, I'm Name's boyfriend." He said not meaning to say it,however his (non-German language, if your family speaks German athome then a language that they are still speaking after being out tothe business trip) was rusty and he said boyfriend instead of friend.He didn't yet know if it was something you were ready for others toknow. While in Germany it was actually illegal to do anything to doto someone for being gay, it was a jailable offense to say it is amental disorder. He didn't yet know, to in the haze of you to reallytalk about that. He would never mind it but he didn't know how youfelt.


Thishowever threw your parents over the edge and they started screaming.At just this moment you pulled into the driveway and paled seeingyour parents car. Standing from the car and running to the house.They turned to see you and your mother screeched.


"Name!This...This....Jigglo says he's your boyfriend!" She screeched andyou looked over to him blushing, you two had never said it but youwere glad and it warmed your heart for him to claim himself as yoursand you as his.


"Isthat true." Your father growled and you looked up to him, liftingyour chin to show you weren't afraid.


"Yes.Yes he is." Your father moved to slap you but his hand was caughtby Ludwig who then body slammed him onto the floor.


"Don'tyou dare touch him verdamnit! (damn it!)" He yelled out and youmoved foreword crossing your arms, knowing Ludwig was here with youallowed you to tap into a courage you never realized you had.


"Youdeserve that. If you dare call the cops I have proof that you left meat ten all alone in this house. No way to get food but walk the twomiles to the store. Go ahead. Call the cops." You said and thensmirked as he glared, "also, I got rid of the gun in your safe. Itwasn't registered anyway." You then headed to your bedroom.


Youknew you only had one chance, you made sure that you got the mostimportant stuff, honestly you lived a simple life. You had a (gamingstation), laptop, your clothes, a bin full of books, and (otheractivity), Ludwig of course had his clothing, yarn and knittingneedles which you had bought for him all fit in a single bin. Youwere able to fill it all in your car.


"Waitjust a moment!" You turned your head as you were about to get inthe car to drive away from your childhood home forever. You wonderedand hoped that maybe your mother wanted to apologize, wanted to beyour mom now


"Thatisn't your car! Start walking." She said and you glared, youweren't shocked but you were disappointed.


"Actuallyits uncle's car. He sold it to me, I pay for it and the insurance,and it will be in my name when I turn eighteen in a few months."You shook your head and gave her a very insulting hand salute, "havea nice life hooker."


Youthen got in the car and pulled out glaring at her, you drove and wentto a very cheap motel that you could be in till you find a apartment.Your uncle would probably help you out, he was always more of afather figure to you then your actual parents, they hated him sincehe to, was gay, he understood what you went through and was the firstperson you told, the only others being your best friend who had movedaway a year ago and now Ludwig. You felt so bad for your uncle sincehis husband had died, but he was learning to live. It was somethingthat the man you considered your other parent had made him promise,to not ever allow his memory become a prison to him. So your unclechased a full life.


Whenyou were settled into the hotel you groaned and dropped to the bed."I'm sorry Name," you sat up looking at Ludwig.


"What?Why?" You asked and he sat at the couch looking down at his lap.


"It'sbecause I called you my boyfriend, if I hadn't been so rash and hadcalled you my friend until you got back and could chose, you werekicked from your home because of me."


"No!Ludwig nein! (no!)" You got up and ran to him, cupping his face youmade him look into your eyes (eye color) meeting sky blue. "Ifanyone should apologize, it's me. I'm so sorry my family is so crazyand evil." You whispered and he shook his head, standing up hewrapped his arm around your back pulling you to him and leaned downto kiss you.


"Noneof that. They had you, and I will always be thankful for that. You'remine." He whispered kissing you lovingly.


Andjust like that, you knew whatever happened it would be okay.


This chapter alwaysmakes me sad because there are parents out there who would do this.My mom was always supportive, she wouldn't care if me or my brotherwere gay. All she cares about is having grandbabies, unfortunatelyother people aren't that lucky.

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