Chapter 38

Steven

"I guess... The decoration will come blue with black, right?" I ask the decoration manager while I take notes of what he is telling me, "okay, noted. Will you be here tomorrow? Everything is correct. I'll wait for you.

I hang up the call and leave the agenda on the shelves of the room. I heard the doorbell and for a moment I hesitated to go but, I ended up going.

"Hello?" I open the door and when I don't see anyone, it's strange to me. I look everywhere before closing the door again, but the package below stops me.

What will it be?

I pick it up from the floor and look at it for a moment, I shake it to check if there is something there and conventionally there is something.

I destroy its packaging and see the inside: it's an SD card.

What the hell does this mean? Who sent it?

Then a piece of paper falls to the floor. Even with doubts I lift the paper and open it to read what it has:

"With that you pay what you owe me"

What's going on here?

I'm going to get my phone and insert the SD card. I wait while you read all its content; until, it concludes.

"Let's see..." I go to 'Gallery' of the mobile and the videos that are there begin to appear: I select one and give Play.

In the video I saw something I didn't expect: It was Dominick in my car with a strange man having sex in the back. Both enjoy it, both are in the highest pleasure...

Dominick did it. They've screwed up my life again.

Without seeing a second more, I throw the cell phone hard against the wall and it is shot to pieces everywhere.

"SHIT!!" I turn around and strike a blow against the mirror next to the shelf, "SHIT, SHIT!" My hand bleeds now, it suffers just like my heart does. It feels horrible... and I wouldn't believe I would feel it again. Not now, not now that I was happy.

Erik

My name is Erik. I'm 16. I have an ugly past... of which I am ashamed and I prefer not to talk to you about it now. The house was very quiet a long time ago, but Dominick has arrived and has loaded it with life and that... it's magnificent. And only now do I know his brother, if that's the way things go I want to have a chance with him. What if he's like the rich man's brother? It looks like it is. It must be.

I have arrived, I have achieved it. I have followed Adam, to tell the truth, I like him, I like him, his way of being and above all, his great resemblance to Dominick.

He has arrived alone, I have followed him for a long time. I'm in a hurry to avoid losing it and I'll call you:

"Hey! Wait a minute, he doesn't listen to me and then I get tense, Dominick! He stops and looks everywhere, I rub his hand so that he can see me and so he does, a smile appears on my face while in his there is only confusion and doubts.

"What did you say?" he asks me and when he saw me up close, he identified me, "What are you doing here?" he asks something curious.

"Well, I know you've gone to Dad's house to hear from your brother... I can answer all your questions... If you wish.

He looks at me very doubtful. First of all, it can be said that he is afraid.

"Well, follow me.

"Perfect..."

Diego

Years before...

I find myself observing the ceiling of the house, here, from the bed, lonely, bored, missing the person I love and so far I can't tell anyone else what I have locked up and it doesn't allow me to sleep or be calm.

The brightness of the moon that enters and gives light to a large part of the room, is hidden behind the passage of a large cloud. It's the worst weekend... Because he's not there.

"Diego, darling, James is looking for you," Mom tells me. When I hear his name, my heart jumps from my chest and I'm standing in one jump.

"Tell him to go up. Please...—I ask him while I get a little nervous. It's him. I think it's time for me to say it.

"Hey, Diego," he calls me from the door, I love his beautiful Spanish voice, "Can I come in?" he asks and I open the door for him.

"Of course. Hello.—He passes my hand and I respond the same, only, pulling his arm and leaving him a kiss on the lips.

James: 17 years old, an extremely attractive body, manly and exercised, with honey-colored eyes, his lips are appetizing strawberry. He is my neighbor next door, also my boyfriend.

I'm gay. I admit it. But my family and no one knows it yet. Just James.

"When did you arrive?!" I ask him as I close the door. He sits down.

"A moment ago..." his face is drooping and I don't like to see that, "I've also come to tell you something that happened...

"You scare me..." I whisper sitting next to him, "What happened?"

"Well... It happened that... During the time there I have met many people and that...—begins to speak—, among all the people... Well, some friends from there invited me to a few drinks... I accepted them.

"Did you have sex with anyone?" Is that that? I ask him something expectant.

"That's the problem... It has been with 'some'—that word gave me straight to the nail and broke my heart into thousands of pieces.

"What...?" What? I manage to whisper when my eyes crystallize.

"I'm sorry, I'm very sorry... But that's not the case. I didn't come because of that...

"Mhmm?" I asked.

"I like her... And we are currently boyfriends. And I've come here just to tell you that... I'm sorry, but we finished.—every word buried me more, like being trampled on quicksand until you drown.

"James. What have you done...?" I ask him by standing up.

"I'm sorry, yes---

"Go away, get out once and for all." I interrupt him, telling him to leave, putting up with the urge to burst into tears. "GO OUT OF A FUCKING TIME, GO!!" I exploded.

He stands up looking at me and I ignore him until he comes out and I slam the door.

I start screaming and crying.

I start hitting my pillow and scratching the whole bed.

"AAAH! I HATE IT! I HATE THEM!"

"Diego, darling, are you okay?" my mom calls from the door.

"Shut up and leave me alone!" I yell at him. Going back to bed a mess throwing everything around me.

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Something has been born in me, I don't know if it's good or bad but it's hatred, anger, anger, horror, fear... All against homosexuals. Is it normal for me to feel this?

"All of them must be dead... No one should stand up..." I'm start talking to myself. Or they will kill all of us..." I smile. Yes..." I whisper "that's why we must kill them... Everyone is going to die."

Emily

I don't think so. It's him. Why doesn't he react to seeing me? Do you know how to pretend very well or...?

"Well, yes. "Come with me," Josh replies, taking me out of my thoughts.

"What's wrong with the lady?" Dominick asks. Did you say miss? "Did you forget about me?"

Who is this Dominick?

"I don't have anything..." I suddenly let go, "Just..." I get nervous. I need some air.

I leave the store quickly. Being outside, I expelled all the air that I kept closed in there.

I can't believe it.

My heart doesn't stop jumping, it had never happened to me. It's him... it's... What's going on?

For some strange reason I feel an irresistible attraction to his body. As if they were connected, as if something were calling us, as if they were linked by an invisible force that we cannot avoid.

"Emily..."

Dominick

"There are of all sizes..." the young man shows me, "which one is yours?"

"Your friend didn't look good..." I say. His face is pale for the moment and he releases a fake smile, let me try this one. Okay...

Before I can do anything, my cell phone rings: "My Little Bear 😍❤"

"Hello love, I'm already in the..."

"Can you come...?" He interrupts me, that doesn't indicate anything good.

"Of course, as soon as I finish buying the..."

"Forget that, come here. Please." he interrupts me again, that attitude is not normal in him.

"Everything okay?" I asked.

"Yes, it's just that... Come now, please." He hung up. His voice was closed and strange. What will have happened?

With nothing more to do, I leave that store and being at the exit I meet again with that girl I saw when I entered.

"Goodbye." She looked at me so scared and nervous... As if you already knew me. I don't understand anything. My body went through an electrifying shock, as if I needed to be close to her and talk to her. What is this feeling?

I ignored her remembering Steven's voice. I turn on the car and go home.

Adam

I enter the apartment with that young man, I don't know if I'm right or wrong. I don't understand many things.

"Come on."

"Thank you, handsome," he smiled at me. I swallow saliva and close the door. The young man observes the very expectant environment, cute," he says.

"This... Thank you."

"You're so... Just like him - he begins to get closer - it would be so beautiful to feel if you can do it as well as he does... - he is in front of me observing my lips. I don't know what might happen now.

Should I leave?

Dominick

«Dominick...»

Oh, no... Not now, please...

I slow down, everything gets dark and what I see is something creepy: Steven threw all my clothes in front of the house. I get out of the car trying not to fall and I go to the house.

"S...stev...? What is...?" I'm already losing my vision. Everything seems like a nightmare. My chest swells quickly, I can't breathe.

The last thing I see is Steven coming towards me and kicking me in the face.

Sweet revenge.