The Seventh Son. (short story)

Part 15.

Ragged breaths, hammering hearts and shocked eyes staring wide open at each other as they tried hard to comprehend what the hell is happening here

when Leone decided to end this motherfucker's life he expected him to be lying in his bed surrounded by girls and whores, not a sad miserable man in the verge of killing himself 

It was not a secret that Leone spied on Julian after all the shit he went through because of him, he kept tracks on his every movement, and Leone doesn't want to admit it but seeing Julian exiting clubs and parties followed by many girls hurts him so badly

When they first met, Julian was a pure spark of light, his sweetness was something that he never experienced before, something so strong that he couldn't walk away from it, he could feel it even when they were apart, they shared his first kiss, his first date, and first touches, and the same man turned his safe heaven into hell, and seeing him whoring himself like that angered him to an extent he found it unbearable

Julian has changed so much

The Julian he knew will never aim a gun at his head, even the idea of suicide will keep him awake for days but look at him now!

Leone tried so hard not to run and smack that gun away from the trembling man, if there's someone who has the right to kill Julian it's him, he will just return the favor as the hidious scar on Leone's side is still burning

And with cautious steps he inched toward the blonde man who kept looking at him like he can't beleive he's here.

his body trembled and chilled, he's seeing Leone again, face to face after all these years, he wants to jump into his arms and cry all his hurt away but he con't, he wanted anger to consume his heart and soul, instead of these pathetic sentimental feelings. after all, this is the man who destroyed him, as his batryal was the reason he's in this dark pit now, so he decided to punish his heart for feeling this way after all this torture, he let the rage he was holding back all this time envelops him, from his bullies, his parents, the people who used him, and in a swift movement he is aiming the gun toward the approaching Leone.

the ex lovers pointing guns at each other's head ready to spill blood, angry eyes staring at each other hiding numerous questions and hurts.

'If he could just tell me why ' Leone thoughts

'I will forgive him in an instant if he told me the reason ' Julian mumbles to himself

and Julian waited, waited for that sound and that pain that will shut him down forever, yet his face screamed I love you, please help me, hold my hand because I'm falling, and Leone couldn't stand it anymore, he always was a softie for Julian, and seeing him like that made the gun feel heavy in his hand as he dropped knee down to the ground, dejected, he hugged himself as hot tears fall fast and thick, he feels the wetness of his face and the loud cries he emmited but he couldn't stop, his body shoke with every momery of them laughing, hugging, kissing

"L-Leone.." julian whispered. His insides began to shake, trembling outward. His feet uprooted suddenly, and he went quickly to Leone and dropped to his knees before him, tentatively touching his face. "please don't cry"                                                                                                                   Julian can survive anything, hurtfull words, burning pain, and a crashing reality, but seeing the big man cry can kill him easily, Leone was always the definition of strenght and power, with his bulging muscles, piercing stare and the permanent scowl on his face, but he never felt unprotected and scared around him

his chin trembled and eyes shimmered, begging him to stop crying but it was like his pentup emotions exploded at once making him cry in the embace of Julian like a little baby 

"Julian..." Leone  broke, and he sank his face onto julian's neck and his hands covered his frail body and he cried, body straining with the sudden force of his sobs.                     

It's hard to want a thing that much and feel it between your arms but there's mountains of tension and conflicts between you making it hard and beyond reach, he just want it to be like the old days laughing.... hugging..... kissing.....and right then between Julian's arms he made a promise

This madness must come to an end

-XOXO