Leon walked stiffly beside Ethan, lost in his turbulent thoughts.
He deserved this, didn't he?
What did he think? That he would go scott free?
Ironic that his retribution would come from the very person that saved him.
He was too numb to register the panic pounding on the doors of his mind, the same mind numbing dread that had settled deep within his very bones after Ethan left town, creeping slowly over him.
It was cold, it felt like he wouldn't feel his skin if he tried to touch himself, he didn't...
Less than a week after Ethan left, he had gotten his first piercing and then a tattoo, he went all out after that.
Ethan looked Leon over properly for the first time since they met again.
Honestly, he had been more shocked by Leon’s appearance, he had just hidden it well, like everything else he felt.
He didn’t think that obsessing over a person could get any worse but a grown, pierced and inked Leon proved him wrong.