Vulnerable

Twenty-one- Andy

I let his tongue explore my mouth, I could taste a mixture of salt and peppermint on him. He must have had some gum before. He prefered peppermint to spearmint, interesting. I took him for more of a spearmint gu...

I was pulled out of these thoughts by a nip on my lower lip, making me lean into him more, I wanted him all. Who cares if we are in a hospital. I nearly died for damn sake. I reached up and entangled mt hands into his curly locks. Just as soft as I thought, I curled my fingers in his hair to get a better grip so he couldn't escape this kiss.

His kiss was passionate and full of lust of course, but it was warm and safe too. In his embrace, I felt worthy of the miracle I had just received. The miracle that was my being able to kiss this gorgeous, sexy man in front of me.

Life can finally get better, everything was going to be okay, I could finally get therapy for the past two years. I can move on, I know what that pertains in regard to my mother. But he gives me strength, the strength to do things I should have done a long time ago.

I pulled him in closer so I was lying down, he had to support himself with his arms so he didn't just drop on top of me. But I was definitely not going to be cross at that, his biceps were tensed to keep him up. wow.

Who knew basically dying would make one feel so damn alive. literally 'everything that kills me makes me feel alive'. This certainly made me feel alive, every now and again we reluctantly parted to breathe. But those few seconds we were apart were hellish, his kisses were heroin to me. I think I would probably die if I couldn't get my kisses from him.

This was the most perfect moment of my life, I was getting my face snogged off me by my gorgeous boyfriend after surviving a near-death experience, life was looking up. But for now, I want this moment to last a little longer.

He pulled away and smirked at the disappointment that streaked across my face before whispering; "

"I love you so so much" in my ear, which sent tingles rushing over my entire body.

"I love you too" I replied, breathless from that wonderful, amazing kiss.

This was the most perfect moment I had ever had... ever! So of course, as par my life it had to be ruined.

The door to my hospital room was thrown open so roughly that the glass almost shattered, as it hit the wall vibrations flushed through the room. A large, burly figure stood over us and yanked Rye off me by his shirt. I saw the panic and fear flood his chocolate eyes.

Just like that, my perfect moment was wrenched away, along with the warm and safe feeling. Fear and coldness flooded my heart ort the words Rye's father came out with next;

"Worthless excuse of a son"

Paralyzed by the fear that gripped my body I fell into my memories.

*flashback*

"Worthless excuse of a son, you know that is what you are, right brat?" My father slurred his words, swaying dangerously as he walked down the hallway, drinking straight whiskey from his bottle.

"Sir, please I am so sorry. But, it is only one fail, all the rest are A's" I pleaded. Crawling away from my real-life nightmare. He did not actually care about my grades, but any loophole I provided for him to punish me, he accepted. But there was no outrunning what was inevitable, I curled up into a ball. I was crying rivers and shaking, he terrified me.

"Failures need to be punished, don't cha think boy. Andy worthless little boys need to be toughened up so they don't fail sports. This is what being gay gets you, all your fault you failure!" He screamed. His hands clenched into fists, trying to contain his anger.

I knew it was only a matter of time before he exploded and he took all that anger out on me.

"Please" I whispered hoarsely, my final attempt which I knew he would not listen to. As the pain began I just gave in, after all.

That was life.

*End of flashback*

"Please" I cried, curled up into a ball on the hospital bed as Rye's father loomed over me. Shaking with fear at the memory as I saw the familiar look of pure hatred in his eyes.

"You corrupted my son, it is your fault that he will never be a man now!" The idea that I had 'corrupted his son' seemed to enrage him even more. He leaned closer to me, saliva at the edge of his mouth as he had shouted with so much passion and loathing.

I looked behind the terrifying face in front of mine and saw Rye pull himself up off the ground, sadness plaguing his kind face. He rubbed his head a little confused, before turning to me and seeing his enraged father over me. A spark of anger lit up his stance.

He marched over and turned his father around and preceding to deliver two sharp punches to his face. His father responded by swinging his fist into his sons' side. I heard Rye wince, but before the situation was allowed to escalate any further two security guards ran into the room followed by Rye's anxious mother. The guards pulled the two men apart and held them in opposite ends of the room.

"You cannot seriously tolerate his, attraction" Rye's father practically spat at his wife.

"You are going to have to choose, him and his 'boyfriend' or me," He said smugly, predicting that his wife would choose him.

"Rye," She said simply, "A mother's love is like no other, Rye has found someone who loves him for all he is. I couldn't ask for more, and I could not be prouder of him"
Rye's father looked at her gobsmacked, the guard dragged him out of the building, where he supposedly went to get his stuff and leave. He may be an asshole, but he is not an idiot.

The guard dropped Rye's arms after warning him not to go after his father. Rye had no intention of going after him. He ran over to my bed and we embraced, all sadness drained from his face and fear drained from mine.

His mother put her arms around both of us, embracing us. This feeling, it feels... like home.

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So guys, maybe one chapter left after this one.
So enjoy it everyone and on the last chapter, please leave a comment as to what you thought about it all.
I may branch out as well and write some stuff that isn't just a fanfic.
Enjoy. C,V,S
Till' next time,
B x