Endless Nights
Chapter 8
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I guess you want to know what happened next, huh? Maybe I should let him
tell it since it's his story to tell. Okay, I know, he'll fuck it up and
make it all lovey
dovey and shit and not tell you the real story,
so I guess I'll just go ahead and fill you in on the rest.
Justin stayed in that hospital for two days. I think the doctor had a slight
crush on him, but I let it be known that he belonged to me. By the time he'd
left six nurses had asked him to marry them and Daphne had a date the following
weekend with a very handsome radiologist. So things weren't all that bad.
Except for when the cops showed up acting all superior and shit. If you ask
me they thought the little fagot should've died so they didn't have to spend
time away from the donut shop interviewing him.
They came in all "I'm the law and you'll do as I say" and mistakenly thought
that would scare me. I never left my boy's side. I stood right there, holding
his hand as he told of those horrifying days he spent with that maniac.
Quite a few times I found myself wanting to strangle the little bastard for
being so foolishly brave and fighting back. Then I'd look down into those
fucking blue eyes and see the love shining there for me and know that I was
so happy he'd fought to come home to me.
I listened to his story. I listened to how he'd kissed that son of a bitch
and my heart broke. No I wasn't mad at him for doing
it, I was overwhelmed at his strength and how he'd been smart enough
to think of it. Sunshine is the smartest man I know. He's also the sexiest
little piece of blond boy ass I've ever had.
Okay, I know, he isn't a piece of blond boy ass. Not to me anyway. I don't
think I ever even realized just how much I love the kid until that asshole
stole him away from me. Yes I know I said that about the bashing, about the
fucking fiddler, and about Stockwell, but seriously this time I really did
almost lose him forever.
I was out of my fucking mind with worry about him the entire time. Then when
I walked into that basement and saw him caged like a fucking animal I nearly
lost it.
If I could've I would've pulled those damn bars open with my bare hands,
but alas I am only a man. I know, I know, I'm RAGE, but frankly RAGE is a
fucking comic book folks. I cursed that fact standing there watching him
bleeding at my fucking feet. Believe me if I could've become RAGE right then
I would've.
I would do anything to save Justin, including give my own life. Hell if I
had known that Daph was going to shoot someone
and hit Justin, I would've jumped in front of that fucking bullet.
Yes I know I'm off track again but you sorta need
to know that shit in order to understand what happened next. It's very
uncharacteristic for me and well hell half the fucking town nearly fell over
when they heard but damn it I had to do it.