the mark

going off grid.

Smoking a cigreatte and downing his 3rd bottle he looked forward at the river. It had been 3 weeks.
Type was in deep shit. He never went back giving an un acceptable excuse to his company he came to a secret spot no one knew of. It was the last place he went with his dad.
Taking another drink he breathed in heavily. He gave his company all the money that tharn deposited in his account.
Type was done with everything. He didn't know if he would go back to the company, to lin or go back Period.
Having enough money he could Just stay there.
Trying to drink more he.eyed the bottle groaning. It was empty. Throwing it to the ground he looked at the shards then back to the river a memory surfaced.
Type with his dad were sitting there trying to fish.
Type age 8 was bored.
"This isn't fun."
"Not suppose to be just bonding time."
Type smiled.
Back to the present type cried letting the tears fall.
Everyone he loves leaves him eventually. His mother died giving birth to him his father got killed and not caring about his feelings tharn left him when they were 16.
"Fuck you tharn!"
He yelled to the open space.
Looking down.He took a huge inhale flicking the cigreatte away.
Breathing in deep he didn't know how to feel or what to do.
"You love me huh?"
"You left me you son of a bitch."
Standing drunkily up he looked to the ground grabbing rocks throwing them to the river wishing it was tharn.
"I needed you the way you needed me and you left me! Just because i wanted to get revenge. What are you some perfect fucking!"
Slipping he fell backwards on his ass dazed.
Closing his eyes he couldn't stop letting the tears fall.
Tharn was behind him looking at him with narrowed eyes.
"So that's why you hate me?"
Type opened his eyes wide looking back at tharn.
"There is no fucking way your here! I've never told."
Then he smacked his head. Of course tharn would have put a tracker in his bag.
"Go away!"
Tharn sat a few feet away looking at the river.
"I said go away tharn!"
Tharn.breathed in.
"I shouldn't have left you type."
Type looked to the side propping himself on his forearm.
"I didn't want to kill nor could i stomach seeing you kill. Maybe if i had stayed you wouldn't have turned out this way."
Type laughed. Tharn looked at him puzzled.
"I'm fine you prick."
Tharn shook his head.
"No.no your not."
"You've gone your whole life wanting love but it just kept leaving you. I'm sorry."
"I ddont want your apologies i want you to leave."
Looking to type he had laid on his back covering up his eyes.
Tharn breathed in.
Getting up he grabbed type throwing him over his shoulder.
"Hey god damn it let go you son of a son."
Soon they were in.the house tharn found the bathroom it had a huge bathtub in it. Keeping type over his shoulder he filled it.
"No, let me down."
Filling it tharn shut off the water putting type down. He tried to hit him. Pinning him to the floor.
Tharn took off his clothes.
Type looked away he didn't want to see a naked tharn. Breathing heavily tharn took of types clothes.
He thrashed around.
"I swear to god tharn knock it off!"
Tharn wasent listening he grabbed type and put him on top of him pinning his hands to the side.
Submerged type fought and hard water sloshed out. Soon he got tired.
Breathing heavily on tharns chest he relaxed.
"Done?"
"Fuck you."
Tharn leaned his head back looking to the ceiling. He put types arms to his chest hugging him with his arms on his.
They both stayed there breathing.
Type was dazed.
"Wwhy wwont you leave me alone!"
"Because i love you type."
Type closed his eyes.
"You love fucking me."
"Type even if we never fuck again that's not why im.here"
Type shook his head.
"Let me go."
"No damn it!" "I didn't fight for an us back then but im sure has hell not going to let you go now."
The alcohol hit type he fell asleep.
Tharn looked to type and shooked his head in dis believe.
"I'm not leaving type." "Your just going to have to kill me."
He let go of one of types hands to place it over his head stroking his hair hugging him tightly.