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Pointless Abuse
"Why won't you do anything about it? He treats you like crap and you sit there and take it, I don't understand why you don't go to the police! This time he has gone too far!" I stared at Chris's eyes as he was tearing up. His dad went to far this time. Bleeding from his right eye and the mouth, he stood against my wall by the front door dazed. He looked like he was about to pass out or something.
Chris was 5'10 with a nice swimmers body. He has been swimming sense 7th grade and he also rows. He has blue eyes and hair any guy would want. It was short and feathered in the front. Chris was the lucky one; he was blessed with really good looks. Every guy was jealous of them, including me. I am not saying that I'm ugly or anything, just compared to him I was average. That's usually how I looked at myself, an average looking guy. I was 6' tall and have a really good upper build. I also had a six pack, but that is to be expected because when you row, that's what you get. I had short brown hair that always fell in place and I also had icy blue eyes. I also had a scar on the left side of my face from a dog bite when I was 6.
Chris did not live too far away from me, actually only Two blocks away. We had known each other from rowing and such and that is how we became friends. One night though, he came home late. He went through his backdoor hoping his father would have already gone to bed. But his luck wasn't the best. He saw his dad sleeping on the couch. Obviously he had fallen asleep watching television. When Chris had shut the door though, he woke up from his slumber with a look of hatred.
"Where the hell have you been?" Chris's dad shouted.
"The movie ran late and I just now got back!" Chris shouted back
"Don't you dare get mouthy with me boy." Chris's dad was now only 2 feet away, enough for Chris to smell the whiskey that his father had been drinking.
"Back off!" Chris yelled.
That is when his dad got so furious he punched him in the eye. The punch had taken Chris to the ground. With that done his father said "If you ever come back after curfew again it will be worse!" and then he stormed off and slammed his bedroom door behind him.
Afraid from what just happened; Chris got up and left his house. That is when he I heard a knock at my door. I was confused on who it might be as everyone that lived in my house was sleeping. It being so late and not wanting to wake my parents up, I ran to the front door and opened it. That is when I saw Chris standing there. There was no light, so I didn't know what was wrong right away.
"Dave, I need a place to stay, my dad. He..." Chris said in a trembling voice.
Right away I told him to come in. I told him to sit down in the living room and make himself comfortable.
"Can I get you anything?" I asked.
"Could you get me a glass of water, maybe some ice if you have any?"
"Yeah, give me a second and ill be right back." I went into my kitchen and put some ice in a plastic bag and got a dish towel to put around it and then got some water and headed towards the living room. He was sitting on the love seat holding his eye as if I didn't see it already. I didn't want to pry it out of him of what happened. I would have just rather had him say it. I knew his dad had hit him; I just wanted to know why. I handed him the ice and the water.
"Thanks, sorry for waking you up."
"No I wasn't sleeping, I was just watching some TV and you surprised me when you knocked. You can stay here for the night."
"Thanks again."
I was sitting pretty close to him. No more then a foot or so. He turned and looked at me. Then he shot a smile towards me.
"What was that for?" I asked confused.
"Just the way you look, all concerned over me and such. No one has ever jumped to the opportunity in helping me as fast as you did. It assures me that not only do you look good but you have a personality to.
Now I had known Chris for a while now, but I never thought that he was gay or bi. I was still a little confused; I think he knew that from the way my eyes looked. With out any other words he leaned in and kissed me on the lips. It was a gentle soft kiss, no tongue or anything. But right as the lips touched mine I was in heaven. I enjoyed every second of it. Not wanting it to end, I put my hand on the back of his head and leaned in on him. I was basically lying on top of him making out for about 5 minutes. Sadly it had to end. When we stopped he was yawning from exhaustion of what happened previously before hand. I was not prepared to have someone over for the night so I asked if he wouldn't mind sharing my bed. Without hesitation he agreed.
After entering my room I shut my door and locked it. Not only would I be sharing my bed with someone and didn't want my parents to know, I also had not told them someone was staying over. So I would not only be in trouble, but embarrassed at the fact I was in bed with another guy. I made my bed up to where it would be comfortable. That is when we striped down to nothing but our boxer briefs and slid into bed and fell asleep. That is how Chris and I started our "romantic" relationship.
"Here, let's get you some dry clothes. You look like your going to freeze to death." I said to Chris as I grabbed his hand and pulled him to my room. I searched my closet for some clothes that would fit him, or at least be comfortable in. "Here put these on, ill go get a wash cloth for the blood. I couldn't help but be worried. It looked like he was in major pain though. Getting the wash cloth from the bathroom I returned to my room and shut the door. Chris was lying on the bed holding the side of his face. "Clean off your face." I said as I tossed him the wash cloth.
"Dave. I don't feel so hot right now. Ill be out by the morning I just need to rest."
"I am not worried about you leaving in the morning; I am more worried about you getting into some dry clothes so you don't get sick on top of your beauty marks." That made him smile. What I wanted to get out of him, I hated it when he didn't smile at all.
"Hah, thanks."
He changed into the gym shorts and the regatta t-shirt we had gotten not to long ago at mid west. I had turned on my TV and put a movie in, one of our favorite ones we like to watch. I knew he would fall asleep to it.
"You know why he did this to me?"
"Because your dad is a complete asshole and I hope somebody kills him."
"Well there is that, but he saw us today."
"What you mean he `saw' us today?"
"Well, I was lying in bed watching TV trying to fall asleep when I heard him come home. He slammed the front door shut and I heard him stampeding in towards my room. That is when the door flew open and he marched right up to the side of my bed and that is when he hit me the first time in the eye. He said you fucking little faggot! I saw you with that kid your always with, I fucking saw you to holding hands walking down the street earlier when I was leaving the house for my lunch break. To top it off you fucking kissed him! No son of mine is going to be a fucking fruitcake!' That is when he hit me the second time in the mouth. The he pulled me up by the collar of my shirt and banged my head off the wall. The last thing I heard before going into daze was if I ever catch you around that kid again, I will kill you!' That is when he left the room and I lay in my bed gathering my thoughts. I can't go back home, I just can't let him stop me from seeing you! I love you to much for that!"
That's when he started to sob and close his eyes. I couldn't help but start to tear up to. I held him and told him "I love you to" and just lied next to him until he drifted off into a slumber. I put the covers over him and took his clothes and the wash cloth and put them in the laundry. That is when I returned to my bed after locking my door shut and put my arm around Chris and watched the movie until I fell asleep.
I woke up early the next morning. Chris was still sound asleep. I couldn't help but stare at his face as we lied next to each other. I really did love him. No one I have ever gone out with had made me feel the same way as I do for Chris. I slowly got out of bed, trying not to disturb his sleep. I got some clothes together and headed towards the bathroom to take a shower.
Chris's point of view:
I awoke lying in Dave's bed. Surprisingly I got a good nights rest considering what happened the night before. I was starving as I haven't eaten sense yesterday around lunch time. I decided I could wait until Dave got out of the shower to suggest us going out for breakfast. I turned the TV on to find something to watch as I waited for him. Dave walked in about 10 minutes later.
"Good you see that you're up.
"Yeah, I slept pretty good last night. Want to go out and get some breakfast?"
"Where do you want to go?"
"I don't know, we can walk to my house and I can get my car and then we can drive around and see."
"What if your dad is there?"
"He shouldn't be there, he works till about 8."
"Alright, maybe you should clean up a little bit; you have some dry blood on your face. Shower is free if you want. I can get you some clothes to wear for the day."
"Yeah, I guess that would be a good idea. I'll head in."
Shutting the door behind me I looked at myself in the mirror. My face looked worse then I thought it did. My eye was all swelled up and my lip look pretty bad. I turned the shower on and started taking my clothes off. That's when Dave walked in. I couldn't help but laugh as I was only in my boxer briefs.
"Yeah, here is a clean towel and some clothes for ya." He said trying not to laugh himself while leaving. After that encounter I jumped into the shower. At first the hot water against my face hurt, but then it started to feel good. After about 15 minutes I got out and got dressed.
"You ready?" I said to Dave as I was putting my shoes on.
"Yeah, let me get some money and let's go."
After he got some money we headed towards the door. That's when I hugged him and said "Thanks for everything you have done, one day ill repay you the favor" and then I kissed him. He just smiled back at me and we left. I couldn't really show my gratitude the way I wanted to. I just knew that I loved him and I just hope he knew so. In public we tried not to display that we were together "romantically" for the reason that we were afraid how people would react. School starting in 3 days, it was going to suck as we wouldn't be able to show affection until later in the day when were alone together. I was going to be a senior this year, and he was only going to be a sophomore. Sad thing is, he looked like more of a senior then I did.
We started walking towards my house. Wasn't that long of a walk as Dave has a corner house and we only need to walk down two blocks to get to mine. On the way there we were just goofing around.
"So were going to the party tonight right?" I asked.
"Do you want to? I mean are you really up to answering questions about your beauty marks?" he said jokingly.
"Hah, I don't care ill say I got jumped or something. Or ill say you did it." I said punching him in the arm slightly.
"Oh yes, that will get you even more questions then getting jumped." He said pushing me
"Hah, well it should be fun, only going to be for the rowers, end of summer crew you know?"
"Yeah I guess."
We arrived at my house right at the end of the conversation. "It looks like he isn't here, but just incase wait here ill go get my keys." I raced to the front door and got the house key from under the welcome mat. Putting the key in the door and made sure the coast was clear. Grabbed my keys and ran out the door making sure it was locked.
"He wasn't there was he?"
"No, luckily he is at work right now."
We got into the car and took off towards Biddle (main street of the town) to scan for some restaurants or even a MacDonald's as it was still early to make it in time for breakfast.
"Fast food or walk in restaurant?" I asked.
"Let's go with fast food, I want something to eat right now."
I had no arguments with that, as I was still starving. We pulled into the parking lot and walked in. After ordering some pancakes and such we sat down at a talking.
"So what are you going to do about your father? I mean do you need to stay at my place until things get better. You know I don't mind you staying one bit."
"Thanks, I may need to stay at your place. Ok if we stop back at my place so I can get a few things?"
"Sure no problem, just so you know you can always come to my place."
That said we finished eating and took off. After we stopped at my place I once again made sure my father wasn't home. I got some clothes and my cell phone, along with my necklace and left again. Ending up back at Dave's house, we started getting ready for tonight. Answering some phone calls of people seeing if we were going or not we got dressed and chilled out and watched a movie.