Save me? BoyxBoy

I Love You.

Here I am again on the cold floor of the basement beaten. My legs held to my chest and my brother laughing as he walked up the stairs and turned off the light. Why me?

My cell phone which I was lucky to have since my brother was uptight and I lived with him. Only him... Well any ways it started ringing. I didn't want to move from my shaken position on the floor. Tears streaked my face, and I kept whipping them away as more fell.

I decided to ignore my phone, and use my body strength to move my battered arms and legs to my bed. Out of this huge house, our parents bought him he decided to give me the basement. Sure it was big, but it was a basement. Cold, wet basement.

Why does he hate me so much? Like I usually do I started crying. I lifted my bruised body up into the soft matress and curled up in a ball in the middle of the king size bed. Sure it was big, but there are reasons he gets me this stuff and mostly its because our family sometimes visit and I need to look 'taken care of' as he puts it.

After my parents died and left me to live with my brother Dallas Florida, I have been living in hell. He can't help but to lay a hand on me, either its to hit me or worse. I think of suicide everyday. I just don't have the guts to do it...

My phone started ringing again. It lit up the dark room with a blue glow. What the hell does that person want? I cough and clear my throat, so I wouldn't sound like I've been crying.

Shakily picking up the ringing phone I looked at the caller. Nate, my amazing friend that knows about my real life. The life that kills me everyday. I guess I needed him at the moment.

I readied myself to tell him I'm okay and that I'll be at school tomorrow, but as soon as I answered I started bawling.

"Hey Ma- Max are you okay I hear crying?! Do you need me?! I'll be over in te-"

"Please Nate , don't c-come. He'll get mad... Please Nate." I whispered the last part because I was worn out. I just wanted sleep.

"That piece of walking shit needs to watch his steps. I don't see why you will not let me call the cops. Its fucked up Maxwell!" I flinched at his angry tone and started crying. Mostly because I didn't know where to go if he was to go to jail. I knew Nate was mad by the tone and the use of my full name, but I just couldn't.

"Please Nate just don't. I don't want to argue I'm tired. I just want sleep." I yawned and I knew Nate understood by the exasperated sigh he let out.

"Okay. Lock the door. I love you, good night." He said sadly. I love the fact me and Nate say I love you. I want to believe its not in a friendly way. Mostly because I'm in love with him. I have been since I met him. He just doesn't see the affection I have towards him.

"I love you Nate." I said back then we hung up and my lips formed into a smile that was always cause by one person... Nate.

I slowly drifted into a dreamless sleep.

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