When It's Just Us ~TofuuDiger1~

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~Poke~

I sat between Joe's legs in the tub. The water felt like heaven againced my aching muscles. Joe slowly slid the soapy sponge across my upper chest. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back to rest on his shoulder. A few thick strands of clumped together wet hair flopped over my face. I felt as his fingers moved then away from my eyes and softly kissed my lips. 

"Are you...feeling any better?" He asked. I opened my eyes to look into his. But he wasn't looking at me. Instead, his eyes slowly drifted around the room. Looking at every little thing but me. I lifted my hand even though it felt like I had bricks in my veins. I placed my hand on the side of Joe's face. Gently pushing it my way. So he would look at me. He didn't pull againced me, but he still restrained from looking at me. "Joe..I'm fine. Please look at me." He shut his eyes. Forcing them closed so hard, i'm sure it would have hurt him. "I-I can't. When I do..I imagine you in pain." "And how long do you expect to not look at me? Forever? I couldn't deal with that. And I know.." I kissed him. "You couldn't either." 

His eyes fluttered open slowly. Looking so dull, it almost hurt me to look at them. Normally they shine and sparkle bright. But not now. Now they may as well have been the night; they where so dark.

I put my forehead on his shoulder again and shut my eyes. "Please Joe. Don't be like this. Don't act like it is your fault." "Zach, it is my fault." "No. Joe, I told you to do it. You didn't know you would hurt me. I know you would never do it on puropse so stop." No we stared deep into each others eyes. The sparkle I had missed so much reapeared slowly in his eyes. His smile was small and simple. 

"Okay. I'll stop. But I am truly sorry." I sighed. "Yes, I know." We hugged. It didn't hurt. The bath was helping a lot. 

~Tofuu~

I finished washing Zach and we got out of the tub. I dried him carfully in his room and checked my Twitter as he got dressed. 

"Soooo. What do you wanna do now?" He asked as he plopped down n his bed next to me. I clicked off my phone and placed it on the night stand. "I don't know. What are you up for? I don't want to cause you to be in any pain again. So nothing to extreme. He crossed his arms and tapped his lips with his finger tip. "Hmmm. How about a movie?" "A movie? So like, a real date?" His eyes closed and his smile brightened. "Yeah! Like a reall date!" He clapped his hands together cheerfully. His sweet giggle was extremely cute. I leaned over and kissed him. At first he was unaware of what was happening. Then he sank into the kiss. He put his hand over mine, which was resting on the bed, and wrapped his fingers with mine. 

"So." I started, leaning away. "What movie would you like to see?" He smiled again and pulled out his phone. "Lets see.." He tapped his lips again as he scrolled through movie listings. "Ah! The third Hunger Games movie just came out. How about that?" I smiled as well. "Sure." 

I stood from the bed, slightly pulling Zach with me. Our hands still intertwined. "We should go now if we are going to walk." I said. "Okay." He put his phone in his pocket and I grabbed mine. We headed out.

The air outside was windy. So I raced back inside to get our jackets. When I came back out, Zach was sitting on the porch steps, his face in his hands and I swear I heard him cry.

~Poke~

I was standing outside my home witing for Joe with the jackets. And I saw him. As tall and skinny as ever. Johny.

He was walking on the side walk infront of my house. I gasped when I noticed it was him. And when he stopped walking. He smirked evily and waved. "Heeey Gay Boy!" He called. I felt my face go red. Just as I thought he was going to walk up to me, he continued on his way. I felt tears bubble up behind my eyes as I remember what he had done. Not to long ago. He had sexually harrassed me. I sank down on the porch steps. I heard Joe open the door behind me.

A/N SORRY FOR THE CLIFF HANGER. MY HANDS JUST REALLY HURT. I HOPE YOU WONT BE TO UPSET. I'M NOT SURE WHEN I WILL BE ABLE TO UPDATE. MAYBE TONIGHT, WHO KNOWS.