Bruised Love

Thoughts - Chapter 8

previously..

Dark yelled at Anti. Then something sudden.

It stung, badly. Antis face was turned to the side, trembling from the words. A big, red, imprint of planted on Antis cheek. What..?

Dark had slapped his own boyfriend.

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Dark huffed and turned around, crossing his muscular arms and walking off, passing by Jack [ who had woke up from the yelling, and went to see what was going on] and bumping his shoulder roughly against the smaller ones.

"Excuse you."

Jack spoke, his voice loud. He turned around and looked at Dark, leaning his head to the side.

"What did you just do?"

The smaller one asked.

"Well why don't you fucking look at him."

Dark responded, growling lowly at Jack as he turned to look at him, his eyes flickering over to Anti.

Jack hissed and walked up to Dark, grabbing his tie and slapping him harshly, whispering something in his ear.

Dark didn't seem the slightest bit scared, and didn't really react to the slap.

"Whatever."

The taller one went up to the bathroom and started the shower, getting some of his clothes then going back to the bathroom to strip and shower.

Jack walked over to Anti, resting his hand on Antis arm, causing the demon to back up a bit.

A few seconds later, a sleepy Mark came downstairs with some sweat pants on and no shirt. His hair was all messy too.

"What happened?"

He asked, covering his mouth as he yawned.

"Dark hit Anti."

Jack said, his voice soft. He walked up to his lover and the two of them shared whispers, occasionally glancing over at Anti.

Anti didn't seem to hear anything, because he was just zoning out and reliving that moment. He couldn't believe it. Why? Why him? Why did Anti always have to be hurt. It just wasn't fair. But hey, that's life.

"I deserved it."

Anti spoke up, causing Mark and Jack to jump from being startled. They both had a look of confusion on their faces.

"What? No you didn't."

Mark said, walking over to Anti, watching as the demon looked up at the taller one.

"Yes I did. I yelled at him. I disobeyed him. Of course I deserved it."

Anti said, his voice getting smaller and more quiet with each word. It was like he was some sort of spell. What the hell was he thinking?

Mark shook his head and grabbed Anti arms.

"You did not deserve that. You did not disobey him. He doesn't control your life. You control yourself, remember? You control you."