Spreadin' the Love (BOYXBOY)

Confronting Our Demons

JASON'S POV

I struggled to contain my fury as Nick fidgeted and wriggled in front of me as he showed me the first letter this V person sent, and my eyes scanned the words with pain.

'He will cheat on you'

'He's an arrogant, abusive asshole'

'Break up with Jason, before it's too late'

I gulped. All my failures and wrongs towards Nick...a clear reminder of how much I had to make up to him. This person could have gotten Nick to leave me. He could have hated me again. My heart thudded painfully in my chest.

"She sent another yesterday" Nick mumbled, wincing with every stretch of his cheek. He dug it out of his bedside drawer, and offered it to me, his eyes downcast. Well...his eye. The other one was too puffed up and swollen to really tell. My rage flared again, as I began to read the second letter this b*tch wrote.

'I'm gonna hurt you Nick. I will punish you for disobeying me'

I looked up at Nick, and my eyes softened at the pain he'd suffered. I realised that in my rush to get answers, I'd failed to take care of him. He was still bleeding! 

I cursed my stupidity, and threw the letter onto the bed, and grabbed his hand. I'll deal with this V person later. Nick should take precedent.

I scooped him up gently, and lugged him back to the bathroom and sat him gently on the sink counter. Nick opened his mouth in question, but I shushed him gently. I opened the cupboard and dug out the first aid kit. I snapped it open, and took out some antiseptic and cotton balls.

"This will sting a little" I murmured, stroking his unharmed cheek gently, and stared up into his slightly elevated eyes. Eye.

"You mean a lot" he whispered, a tiny smile playing at his lips - which of course made him wince in pain. I smirked gently, but raised the antiseptic coated cotton ball and dabbed gently at the split skin of his cheek. He hissed and jerked away at the first contact.

"Dammit Jason!" he whined and I rolled my eyes at him, before grabbing his chin gently but firmly and held him still.

"Suck it up Princess" I chided teasingly, and pressed the cotton ball back onto his cheek. Nick flinched but didn't move away, biting his lip against the stinging pain.

Once I'd finished and taped a bandaid over the wound, I pressed a gentle kiss against the bruised flesh. Nick sighed contentedly and smiled at me, his eyes warm and wonderful.

"I love you" he whispered.

"I love you too" I whispered back, and nuzzled my nose against his. "Don't worry me like that again. I don't want something to happen to you and not know about it" Nick pressed closer to me as his arms hooked around my neck, pulling me between his knees.

I pressed my forehead against his and sighed softly before pulling away with a smile.

"Come on. Let's get an icepack for that shiner" I gently pulled him off the counter, cradling his hand in mine.

****

We curled against each other on the sofa in my house, a movie running on the large flat screen. We'd managed to sneak out without Nick's sister or mother catching us and Nick's now mutilated face. I have a feeling that once his mother sees the large injury marring most of his face, she'd rip apart the town looking for the culprit. I pity the asshole who faces her wrath.

I was just silently stroking Nick's head as he dozed on my chest, an icepack resting on his face, the painkillers making him a little drowsy. I sighed and looked around the perfectly put together house with perfectly placed books and vases and fake flowers and photos of my parents and photos of me but never photos of all of us together. At least none that have surfaced since I was young.