Who I really love (Sora x Riku)

Part 6

(Riku's POV)

Sora's head lays on my lap. He's curled up and fast asleep. I would wake him up for the end credit scene these superhero movies are known for but he is too adorable and peaceful looking as he lies there that I can't bring myself to. I'd fill him in and face his annoyance later, but for now he is mine to admire.

There's a knock on the door a second later that ruins the moment. Sora sits up and rubs his eyes drowsily as the door creaks open to reveal his mother who is a pale as a ghost and a shaking mess.

"What's wrong ma'am?" I ask, concerned. My mind jumps to the worse possible conclusions automatically. My father was the cause of many of the theories. I am proven correct.

"You're father's here, Riku," she timidly says, then nods for us to come down soon and closes the door.

My heart sinks. Sora's face reflects slight worry but mostly sadness. "Does that mean you have to go?"

"Probably, but it'll be okay. I'll call you tonight." He doesn't look satisfied at all. While our every parting made my heart break a little, between having to go with my father and Sora's pathetic, loving face made it almost unbearable.

Sora sniffles a little. I kiss his forehead and hug him but he complains as I let go. "You're hugs are never long enough."

I laugh a little. He was too good for this world... For me... "I'll take note and fix that then."

"You'll never be able to fix it unless you hold me tight for eternity." Damn it, Sora. He was intentionally saying cute things to delay me from leaving.

"I wish I could. One day though I will if you want."

He smiles again and his eyes sparkle like diamonds. He grabs my hand, and being completely serious he demands, "Promise?"

"I pro-"

"Please hurry down, Riku!" Sora's mother interrupts, her voice weak and scared.

I didn't want to leave her alone with the barbarian any longer. "I gotta go. I love you."

I don't look back at him as I leave, otherwise I'd be delaying myself for another minute at least. As I exit I do hear him say "I love you too." I'd need that love as I head to face hell. I run down the steps quickly. As soon as I reach the bottom step my father grabs my arm and without allowing me to say anything or speaking himself exits the building and slams the door. Sora's mother waves goodbye sadly from the window. Father's grip was so overpowering my hand felt like it was gonna fall off. Once we made it to outside our house I stood still, refusing to move any further, partially because of the pain and because none of this was fair. I momentarily thought he wasn't going to stop but he did.

He turns to face me with fire in his eyes. He could barely be described as human. A demon would be a closer description. "I thought I said you aren't to go near that boy."

"...Why? It's not hurting you!"

"Why? Why?! He makes you stupid, he makes you think you are liked, that people care. Those are lies. I hate liars but that's what that boy is – you are nothing but a weak, hated parasite. Nobody cares."

"You're right. Sora doesn't like me..." he smirks, thinking he's won again, but I'm not done. His cruel and evil smirk only gives me strength to say what I do next. "Sora doesn't like me, he loves me." I didn't directly say Sora was my boyfriend but I could tell he understood that by the malicious blood thirsty glint in his eyes. Maybe it wasn't a smart thing to admit to, but I was sick of it. Sora's love will NOT be doubted or questioned.

"So..." he begins quietly in a foreboding tone. I know what's coming isn't going to be pretty. "You're not only an ungrateful pest but an unnatural abomination too. You're whore of a mother undoubtedly cheated on me – your blood is not mine."

I wanted to scream. He was ridiculous, like I'd want to have his blood. He was homophobic and won't leave my mother out of this. My face was red and my heart pounding faster than a barrage of lighting. My heart spoke for me in trembling voice filled with rage. "Great. I'm finally glad you realized there's no way I'm related to a drunken abuser like you. Why don't you just let me leave? You'd 'suffer' no more if I was gone."

"Ha. I'd be glad to get rid of you. There's laws against outright murder, but there's no law against you killing yourself. Go ahead. But after all you put me through don't think I'll let you leave any other way. You need to pay and suffer pain like I have. You'll endure what agony you deserve." He grabbed my hair pulling my face close to his. "I hope for the sake of yourself and more so your beloved Sora that you get it."

He drags me inside the house and throws me to the floor like a ragdoll. It hurts so much my vison becomes blurry. After slamming the door he leaves the room, kicking me in the guts as he passes. I hear the fridge open moments later and know he's going to be a drunken mess soon. I can't think straight, but I know I have to get out of that room before that occurs, before the alcohol makes him ten times worse. I force myself to stand up and sprint up the stairs to my room, scarcely making it inside before I fall down, the pain of both my heart and body crushing me. I can't even breathe. I feel dead... The room is fading and my thoughts hazier... NO! I had to stay in reality – for Sora. I said I'd call him and I mean to. To not do so is to let my father have another victory... But... But as consciousness slips away so does the pain... To just let go... It'd ease everything... I... I... ...