He Will Be Loved

Zac didnt mind the insults. In his mind, every single word that left her mouth was true so he shrugged it off. But he did NOT want her touching his fucking mother. Rick was on her in minutes. He simply grabbed her, not hitting like he wanted to, he grabbed her and pulled her off.
"Zac, check on your mother." He said through gritted teeth.
Zac did as he was told, pulling Kevin off to the side and checking on him.

Kevin glared.
Quincy rared back and punched his mother in the face.
She said nothing, just looked at him in shock.
"No one says that shit to my Precious...Or Chris.....Or anyone else...Now you behave...Or we will all leave and you wont have any more kids."
She didnt Antwerp.

Rick walked over and checked on Kevin while Zac went back to Quincy.
"Honey... she wasn't bothering me. I'm thinking all that shit on a daily basis..."

Quincy glared.
"She was bothering me! No one talks about you and I should hit you too for thinking it!"

"Baby you can't blame her...." He bit his lip, sighing

Quincy lost it, he turned around and hit Zac, hard across his cheek. A growl escaping him.
'DONT YOU FUCKING SAY THAT AGAIN!!"

A simple gasp escaped Zac's parted lips as he fell on his ass from the force of the hand.
"O-okay..." He squeaked lightly, frantically scrambling away and out the door.
He simply ran, stumbling and tripping more than once but he didn't know what to do...
Quincy had hit him...
He just kept running, he wasn't sure where he was going until he arrived at their park. He climbed up the tree... Quincy's tree and hid in the leaves.

Quincy sighed, shaking his head.
He held his head up as he stepped out of the house and ran after his lover...
After his Precious...
He came to their park after hours of looking, he plopped down under his tree, putting his head in his hands.
"Zac!!!'
He wanted his Zac...

Zac could see him perfectly from his spot in the tree. He bit his lower lip, hissing in pain as he clenched his jaw. He quietly hopped down.

Quincy didn't turn or anything, he simply sighed and took a shaky breath.
"Zac...Precious come here..."

Zac silently walked over to him.
"Yes?" He whispered, only parting his lips slightly, so it wouldn't hurt.
His whole cheek was purplish with pink aroudn the edges.

Quincy pulled Zac down into his lap, holding him close and sighing.
"Im sorry your hurt...Im sorry for that but im not sorry for showing you how much....I can't stand when you down yourself like that. I admit...Baby hitting you was not the right thing to do but....My precious baby....You wanna agree with that psycho? No....Jennifer was pretty but she is no you...Your beautiful precious. To me your perfect. So sweet....So loving....My Zac....With your big light blue eyes and your soft dark hair that shines when the light its it just right. Your pale skin...so touchable and soft....Your touch so gentle and caring...Your lips so pink and plump...Your love so...pure...."

"I'm.... sorry..?" He paused. He'd made Quincy hit him... he did something wrong... "Yeah... I'm sorry..."

Quincy shook his head.
"Zac baby....Please....Your.....You just got to stop talking about yourself like that baby."

"Okay...." Never had he ever been frightened of Quincy. Not even after hearing how he raped his grandmother and molested his mother. Had never worried of Quincy hitting him... but now he was worried of him doing it again. Even still...
"I love you." He murmured.

"I love you too Zac,"
And he could feel it, he could feel a change in his lover. Zac was scared of him....
He hated it, it hurt him....
But he deserved it.

Zac had been doing well. Doing his best not to cry but he lost it now, tears wetting Quincy's shirt.
"Y-you HIT me..." He stated the obvious

Quincy held him tightly.
"I know baby...I know and im so sorry...So so sorry Zac...I didnt mean it..." He ran his fingers through Zac's hair.

"It's okay...." Zac had to forgive him. Quincy was everything. He slipped up and Zac knew he deserved it... he was surprised it had taken Quincy this long to get fed up with him..

"No its not precious but ill make up for it...Baby I love you more than anything else...But sweetheart I had to do something.'

"Yeah..." He deserved it. He deserved it. He kept telling this to himself. This was how he made it okay. It was HIS fault, as was everything.

Quincy shook his head.
"Zac...Stop it, it was not your fault."

Zac looked up at him.
"You said you hit me cause I was insulting myself. Doesn't that make it my fault?"

"Kind of but its more mine and Zac...You are perfect. You are never upsetting to me....I have never been as happy as I am with you..."

"Me either. I love you so much..." If anyone else hit him, he would have flipped but he loved Quincy so it was okay.