Misfit

"Im sicuro la mia famiglia se ne importa se muoio o meno, così fanno i miei amici, ma andrebbe bene senza di me. Non ho uno in attesa in casa per me di tornare a casa in modo che non importa tanto. Non mi aspetto che tu aspetta qui, io non voglio lasciarti solo. Ecco perché io sono sempre pronto per dove finisce, e non è pronto .... Im so solo che accadrà."

Mike sighed.
"Im fine Drew."
I couldnt afford not to be.

"Quinton mi aspetta il tempo necessario per voi. tu mi fai sentire ... incredibile." Matt kissed him softly.

"No you aren't. I can tell. Don't lie Mike." Drew sighed, stroking his cheek.

"Siete disposti ad aspettare per me? Solo perché ti ho comprato la cena e vi ha portato a casa non si sentono obbligati Matt. Non voglio che, se si vuole essere qui quando torno a casa e mi ami, voglio che tu lo faccia per questo motivo, perchè tu mi ami, non per obbligo." Quinton sighed and rested his head on Matt's shoulder.

"Drew baby, I cant affored to be upset. I can pushing it to the back of mind until later becuase right now, I have things I must do and I cannot be focused on my personal hell."

"Quinton voglio amarti. Io non so se posso dire che con certezza ancora. ho appena incontrato. ma voglio davvero aspettare. Io non faccio le cose perché mi sento obbligato fiducia in me che non è come i roll." Matt gave a small smile.

"Mike I don't want to put you through hell. Just give me a moment alright. It's not like I'm torn up about it. Even if he was alive, he was a scumbag and I have to deal with that." Drew shrugged.

"Okay, se volete provare questa im poi a bordo con lui. Credo che per ora questa è la nostra stanza." Quinton smiled and kissed his cheek.

"Drew, dont act like it dont bother you, I see through that. I have learned things about how you cope with stuff."

"Sì, penso di sì ... Ora, dove eravamo rimasti?" Matt grinned, kissing Quinton's lips.

"Mike, yeah it bothers me. I wish he was still alive. Cause maybe i was right. Maybe he wasn't such a bad guy. But now I'll never know. I'll never know if we could have been friends. But I have to deal cause there is a very large chance he was jsut a dirty, bad man."

"Stavo per fuck you nell'oblio."
Quinton got up and removed his pants and boxers before clibing back on top of his soon to be lover.

Mike shrugged.
If Drew would have made friends with that man Mike would not have been able to take it.
"He got what he deserved."

Matt blinked a few times, shocked at the words but quickly got back his grin.
"così, immagino che significa che sono in fondo?" He laughed. "ben im solito top, ma ho abbastanza a fondo un po 'troppo. A volte per denaro, talvolta con la forza ma io sono abituato. Fate il vostro peggiore." He paused.
"così, vuoi ancora per fare questo, ora che sapete io sono una puttana?"

"You're right..." Drew nodded. He most likely was.

Quinton sighed, a sad look in his eyes as he rested his forehead against Matt's chest. "Matt......Im so sorry."
Quinton would have cried for him but he was not going to seem weak. Quinton was not one to cry for himself but for someone he loves or cared for. He would for them but right now was not the time. He simple kissed Matt softly. "I am sorry you had to do that. And its okay, you had to do what you had to do."

"I know I am."
Mike hated that mans guts. He didnt hate people but that man and his father was pushing it.

"Yeah.. and I'm clean don't worry." Matt sighed. "But you don't have to do this."

"Yeah..." Drew had never seen this side of Mike. So bitter.

Quinton sat up and pulled Matt to his chest.
"I want to do this. I was to show you what its like to have some one do this gently, because your special and I refuse to hurt you."

Mike's jaw was set, he hoped that man burned in hell for what he has done.

"Now, don't go treatin me like a baby. I'm a big man. I knew damn well what i was getting myself into then. And the time it was by force well I had that comin. There's no need to pity me alright?" Matt looked up at Quinton. He didn't like people pitying him.

Drew sat back and wondered if that man was in hell right now... or had he apologized and begged god to forgive him... was he up in heaven watching down on Drew this very moment? Did he see his child? Did he feel any bit of remorse for what he had done to Drew?

"Im not pitying you, im loving you. This is me caring, this is me wanting to protect you." Quinton frowned.

"I hope he is burning in hell." Mike spat bitterly. He had never been so cruel or hatful.

Matt sighed.
"Well I appreciate you caring but you really woudln't if you knew the whole story... I'm not perfect you know..." Matt had done some bad things too, all of which he regretted but still.

"Mike... you're kind of frightening me." Drew murmured.

"No one is and later or now, you will tell me the whole story. If Im going to be your lover you will have to let me know."

Mike sighed.
"Im sorry Drew."
He couldn't help it.

"You might want to know before you fuck me." Matt sighed. He doubted Quinton would still want him after hearing the terrible things he had done...

"It's alright Mike." Drew sighed. "I've just never seen you hate someone so much..."

Quinton sighed and nodded, he got up and pulled on his pants. He poped his neck and sat back down.
"Okay, talk."

"Drew, your mine, if anyone was going to have your first time it should have been me! That child should fucking be mine!"
He screamed.
"I fucking hate it! I hate him! He ruined my life damnit!"

Matt sighed heavily and told Quinton the thing that still haunted him to this day. He had nightmares about it daily...
"Now I understand you want me to leave now. That was just one of the many things I've done. That was the worst... I'll just go.." Matt sighed as he stood.
(Read Matt Brooks in my artworks for the story.)

"Mike.. I know. It should be yours. I want it to be yours." Drew sighed.

Quinton was frozen.
His twin brothers girlfriend had just been raped and killed.
There baby girl, not even a year old yet had been murdered too.
He still weaky took Matt's hand.
He didn't want him to go.

Mike sat down as tears of anger made there way down his red face.

"I'm a horrible person Quinton. Yeah, I didn't want to but I still did so that does not matter. You're a wonderful man, you don't want me." Matt shook his head. "I... I've done so many bad things. I've killed..." Matt sighed. "And you risk your life every day at war to protect people..."

"Mike.... c'mere." Drew whispered,opening his arms.

Quinton sighed and tugged Matt's hand.
What he had just said made it sink in.
He was out there fighting for nothing.
And his brother was now alone.
Quiton had just lost his only niece.
And he had lost his to be sister in law.
And he did not want to be alone.

Mike's eyes looked at Drew coldy.
He was not angry with Drew.
He was just angry.

"What are you pulling on my hand for? Why aren't you disgusted of me?" Matt sighed, squeezing Quinton's hand.

"Mike what have I done to you?! You think I'm glad I was raped!? You think I'm glad he got me pregnant!? You think I'm happy this baby isn't yours?! Well I'm fucking not! I hate it! So stop fucking glaring!" Drew screamed.

"I-I don't want to be alone."
His eyes were shining, the pale moon light making the hurt in his eyes clear.
"I have killed too."

Mike sighed and shook his head.
"I love you, I need to go home and get things ready for when your allowed to come home with me. And then it will be time for work."
Mike got up, he felt so old and he was only eighteen.

"But you've killed people who were trying to hurt you. I've killed just for the hell of it." Matt sighed.

"Fine." Drew sighed. He hated that Mike always had to leave him.

"Matt, please. Im not going to say I dont care. My twin brother's girlfriend was just raped and murrdered along with there baby girl, she was not even a year old. I dont want to be alone, I was happy for not even twenty four hours. If you need to go then go, just dont say I made you."
Quinton turned over on his stomach and hid his face in the pillow.

Mike went home, sat on his dorr step and cried.