Stay With Me (boyXboy)

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*Jaxon*

I would love to say that moment with Peter was the only time it happened. It may have been the first but in the months since; they have been getting more and more frequent. It would be over the littlest things. He was even getting more violent recently.

I enjoyed my time of relaxation. I had 11 hours a day that was my time. After I get the shopping out of the way I go for a walk about town, without money, knowing that if I buy myself something or Peter for that matter, I will suffer the consequences.  If I bought nothing then I was guaranteed not to get hit for that. And I had cleaned the apartment the day before and I ALWAYS make sure that I clean up after me. I know what Peter wants for dinner. So today was looking like my lucky day. I hoped.

I stopped off at the coffee shop that Nate’s Mum owned. I could always get a free drink there. We drank coffee and we talked. She didn’t know about Peter. Or at least I thought she didn’t. We were sat at the square, wooden table, slightly tatty from years of use, when she blurted it out. “You should leave him” I looked up, stunned at what she had just said. How could I leave Peter? Despite everything, I did love him. I know deep down he is still that sweet, thoughtful boy that I met all those months ago.

I got home in time to clean every speck of dust in within the vicinity of the apartment. Once I was done I looked at the clock there would only be enough time to make a cup of coffee for Peter and then he would be through the door.

That is exactly what I did, I made his coffee and at the precise moment that I had it at perfection, he waltzes through the door in a seemingly good mood. “Aw, coffee? Thanks baby.” I make him one every day, why is he surprised? “Now get out of the way I have a friend coming over.” And he pushes me hard into the kitchen island. “You have my permission to go out for the night.”

I get my coat and leave, knowing that he will be having sex with another guy while I mope around the city. I go to the one place I know I’m always welcome, the café. By the time I get there, there is a bruise forming just below my rib cage. Then I see a sight that I would never have thought to set eyes upon again.

Sat there with Nate’s Mum is Lucas. One of my first loves. The one I never really understood. I quietly go over and try to sit down unnoticed. Then I realise the severity of my injury, I couldn’t help but let out a little yelp as the table caught my bruise. “Are you OK?” Luc asks. I nod, not exactly sure what to say. You could see it in both their eyes that they knew Peter did this. I could see that Luc still cared.

After I explained, he took me back to his apartment and put some ice on my rib cage. He kissed my forehead, then my cheek, and finally my lips. That night turned into a passionate night and I fell asleep where I felt safest. In the arms of my one true love.