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by takinyoutohell

by takinyoutohell

Mitchel played with the sweaty boys hair as he adjusted his head before sitting up.
"Uh Mitchel is my, you know Uh hole, supposed to feel like it's on fire?" Christian cringed at the words that just came out of his mouth. "I mean probably it was your time, and I didn't use any lube." Mitchel shrugged and also sat up. Christian got up to go pee as he gasp as Mitchel did too.
"Mitchel I'm bleeding." He said with worry clear in his voice.
Mitchel watched blood trail down the naked boys leg.
Tears started to cloud Mitchels eyes. He hurt the only person he cared about.
"N...no Mitchel I know why you're crying, you didn't hurt me, I promise." Christian cleaned up himself as Mitchel got dressed. "I...I think I need to go to the hospital." He mumbled as the blood seeped threw his jeans.
Mitchel remained silent, there was too much going on in his head to speak so just nodded.
"Ow." Christian took a step but had to lean on the bed for support.
"I'll carry you." Mitchel scooted up the blond boy bridal style and placed him in the car.
"I'm sorry."
Mitchel mumbled as a tear escaped.
"Mitty please stop, I just had the time of my life you, this is totally worth it." He said with a small laugh as he adjusted his self in because it hurt like hell to sit.
The rest of the drive remained silent.

"Hi how may I help you two?" I front desk lady of the ER asked.
"Uh I...I had sex and um..." Christian stumbled over his words dude to embarrassment and pain.
"And he's bleeding really bad."
Mitchel finished his sentence for him.
"Oh alright here's the paper work and a nurse will call you back." Christian took the clipboard and stood against the wall because it was horror to sit.
"Christian Anthony." A male nurse spoke as they got led back into a room. Mitchel stepped out as they examined him.

"Okay it seems that you have multiple tares so you will need stitch's." Mitchel swallowed hard as he took a seat next to Christian.
The doctor stepped out as Mitty grabbed his hand and held it to his forehead. "I made you have to get stitches." He said with a voice crack.
"Mitchel look at me." Christian said sternly.
"It was my idea, I wanted it, and I beyond enjoyed it so stop being sorry before I slap the innocents out of you." Christian threw his head back as he was doped in morphine for pain.
Mitchel stepped out once again as they stitched Christian up.
"Okay you got a total of 11 stitch's, Uh But your blood work came in and we've came across something." Christian swallowed hard and so did Mitchel he was considered for Christian.
"It seems that you've contacted a STD, it is treatable so you shouldn't worry too much." Both of there faces went flat.
"You gave me a STD!" This time Christian was angry he didn't know why but he was.
"I'll grabbed your discharge papers." The doctor left the tension filled room.
"I...I didn't know I had..." Christian cut him off.
"No get the fuck out of here, I'll find a different way Home." He hissed as Mitchels eyes started to get blurry as his breath quickened.
"Please Christian, I didn't know I wasn't clean please." He begged him as Christian couldn't even look at him.
"Shut up Mitchel, Clint was right whenever you try to help you fuck everything up." Christian spat at the older boy.
"Y...you don't mean that, you're just angry." Mitchel swallowed hard as tears streamed down his face.
"No you asshole I do mean that, I had to get 11 stitches and you gave me a std I mean how much more could you of fuck up?!" Christian yelled as it made Mitchel jump a little.
"Your help is just toxic." Christian was just warming up his anger as more tears fell. "Please stop." Mitchel begged. "Why, why Mitchel why should I? Because I might trigger you to go into a episode where you'll take a bunch of drugs then try to kill your self, no wonder everyone hates you, they can't stand your fucked up ass." Christian presses the help button.
"Hi I need someone removed from my room." The nurse hummed a yes as Mitchel walked closer to Christian.
"Baby." Mitchel sobbed.
"Get away from me before I kill you before you can do it to yourself." Christian barked.
"Sir you need to leave." A cop came into the room as Mitchel refused.
"Please Christian I love you, You're all I have." He pleaded.
"Well guess you don't have anything now, talk to me when the std you gave me goes away." Christian finally lowered his voice as the cop grabbed Mitchels upper arm. Mitchel didn't fight the cop as he walked him out of the hospital.

Mitchel sat in Clinton's car and screamed, he screamed at the top of his lungs but nothing could release the pain in his chest.

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Sorry for a short chapter but I felt this was a hectic chapter so yah