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Post by apollo rick summter on Jan 22, 2012 12:29:36 GMT -5
Apollo awoke slowly, the light of the room sending a sharp pain to his head. He fought through the pain, where was he? He moved his arm to see it hooked up to a monitor. A hospital band tied to the same wrist. He was confused, why was he here? He started to sit up, but it immediately failed. A sharp pain in his side, an awful pain, almost like a burn. He looked down, finding himself shirtless. There was a burn on his stomach, shaped like an iron.
The memories flooded in. He had told his step-father he loved Manny, and he had beat him. The pain came back as well; filling his senses. Not just the physical pain, but the emotional pain of knowing that his mother had been there and hadn't tried to help. Apollo just couldn't hide his feelings anymore, he loved Manny to much and he felt like he was betraying him by not letting anyone know his feelings. Hiding was for cowards.
Even though he couldn't see it, Apollo had a cut running along his cheek, another one on his back.His left eye was bruised and he looked pale. He didn't know how he got here, maybe after his stepfather stormed out his mother had called the ambulance. He licked his lips, knowing that they were cut as well. The iron burn on his stomach showed why he wasn't wearing a shirt, but he felt awkward when the nurse walked in. She charted that he had woken up, meaning no concussion. She also checked the I.V bag, the whole time not saying word.
He drifted between the veil of the awake world and the sleeping. "Call Manny...." Was muttered just before he fell asleep again. [/justify][/size]
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Post by emmanuel james marin on Jan 22, 2012 21:52:57 GMT -5
Manny had been awoken by his cell phone ringing that morning, had sleeping in. Something he didn’t do often but thought that he wanted to try for once, but at nine o’clock he was woken by the sound of his cell phone on his dresser and waking up quickly he ran to get it before it dare woke up his parents. Looking at the number calling for a moment he bit his lip, it was the hospital was all he thought before quickly picking up. “Hello” Manny had to try and find his voice; it was quiet and nervous as he waited for the person on the other line to speak.
“Hello is this Emmanuel Marin” the women’s voice asked? “Oh um yes, this is he. Um what’s going on” Manny asked quietly already fearing what the women might say after what Apollo told him only a while ago. “Well Mr. Marin I was told to call you by Apollo before he fell back to sleep, but we were only able to get a hold of your number now. He’s in pretty roughed up condition, but he should be just fine” the nurse said but Manny stopped listening the moment she said that his Apollo was in the hospital.
That alone brought tears to his eyes, and he only thought it way too hard to listen to anything else she was saying. “Okay I’m on my way now” he said quietly sniffling hanging up and quickly pulling clothes on, not caring at all about how he looked. He just really needed to see Apollo and pulling his shoes on he hurried outside heading right to the hospital, the ride to the hospital wasn’t an easy one either. The whole time Manny was biting on his lip and trying very hard to not go and start crying. “God Apollo you idiot” he mumbled getting to the hospital heading right in, yes he was calling him an idiot for scaring the hell out of him.
Going to the front desk asking where Apollo was he headed off to his room sitting down in the chair right by the bed sniffling again, he just hated seeing him like this. “God Apollo” he wiped his eyes sighing, he really hated seeing him like this, his best friend and the guy he loved. Heck, now it was his boyfriend and here he as in the hospital and gosh he just really did not enjoy that at all. “But gosh I love you so much” he added quietly, the tears wouldn’t stop falling now. He was speaking to his boyfriend and he was asleep even unable to hear him.
He was just so unhappy right now, he hated this so much. “God why did you have to go and that, I told you, I told you to be careful Apollo, and you didn’t listen. You go and get hurt” Manny sniffled wiping his eyes again, course he also noted his boyfriend happened to be shirtless so he was also bright red.
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Post by apollo rick summter on Jan 23, 2012 21:31:29 GMT -5
Apollo didn't dream vividly, but in his slumber he heard the sounds of screaming. Then the sound of an iron's cord being ripped out of the wall, and then he felt the pain anew. He ran into blackness, finding nothing; seeing nothing. Why couldn't he escape? He was drenched in sweat, he looked down to find he didn't have a shirt on. The sweat ran of his body like waterfalls over his chest. This had to be a fever dream.
He heard crying, where was it coming from? He wasn't dreaming anymore, he awoke this time. His eyes opened slowly and he saw Manny, crying. “God why did you have to go and that, I told you, I told you to be careful Apollo, and you didn’t listen. You go and get hurt” Apollo coughed and his stomach disagreed, the burn felt like it was ripping. "Manny, I'm fine. I swear." He said cringing at the pain on his stomach. The blanket fell down his chest, revealing the whole burn.
"Please, don't worry Manny. I love you too." He said, reaching out to him. His eyes were awake now, he was afraid of upsetting his love. Manny was there for him when his parents were obviously not. He didn't know where his parents wre, he wouldn't be shocked if he skipped town on him. Even less shocking would be if they were at home enjoying their now free time. If Apollo got out, he wasn't going home.
A cold sweat broke out along his back; his blanket had fallen down! The doctor had put something around burn so the area so it was numb, and he hadn't noticed. He pulled it back up, quickly. In his rush he had used his bruised arm, and it pained him to do so. He mentally scolded himself. He licked his dry lips, tasting left over blood. He slowly tried to sit up, his ribs hurt as he did so. "Manny please come sit.." He patted an empty spot on the bed. The arm hooked up to the I/V rested lazily in his lap.
He knew they had him on heavy pain medication, the nurse had already forewarned him. He ran a shaky hand through his normally gelled back hair, now it was curly and untamed, messy because he had been sleeping for almost three hours in a small bed. He wanted a drink, and he wanted a burger. Most of all he wanted to beat the hell out of his stepfather. TGhe likelyhood of the last one was zero to zero. [/size]
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Post by emmanuel james marin on Jan 30, 2012 19:10:58 GMT -5
Manny shook his head, it was impossible for him to believe that, to just believe that Apollo was fine when he looked like ‘this’. Seeing him like this only made it harder to believe it too, “I find that really hard to believe, I mean. Not when you look like this” Manny looked down at his hands, they were trembling. “I just, no one wants to be woken up to their cell phone ringing and the hospital telling them that the person they love is in the hospital” he added wiping his eyes again.
He just knew this would happen though, that Apollo was going to get his self hurt and that alone made him nervous. When Apollo admitted to what his step father did to him before, just for being gay, which is why he hid it for so long but now… Not only was he gat, but he was also dating Manny and not that Manny complained or anything, he just hated that Apollo was hurt. “I can’t help it” he mumbled the minute the words don’t worry escaped Apollo’s lips, “I can’t help but worry. I’m just that kind of person and certain things just worry me.
This just being one of those things, and thinking about what could have happened to you “oh Manny did not want to think about that, he was trying to push that thought from his mind. It was impossible to though, with so many thoughts in his mind that just happened to be one of them. When Apollo patted the empty spot on his bed, Manny hesitated for a moment before going and taking a seat on the bed trying to calm his nerves. “Apollo I just, don’t like seeing you this way at all. I don’t think you’re enjoy it if I was in your place either” he sighed knowing that it could have been have been him. Oh how people could be so cruel sometimes.
Manny hated it, he hated just how judgmental people could be. How they couldn’t accept people for what they were, they only could ever see them as different and in their eyes that was wrong. Being gay in their eyes was wrong, and Manny couldn’t understand that, how can something he can’t control be wrong? He clearly didn’t choose to be gay, and when someone said that being gay is a choice he’d laugh and say simply ‘why would someone choose to be hated’. It was that simple.
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Post by apollo rick summter on Feb 1, 2012 20:07:07 GMT -5
Apollo never wanted to hurt Manny in any way, Manny was practically his all. Without him Apollo would never be able to live without him. He would never have told his parents who really was either and he would never have lived happily. He just didn't like how he was living life before, and this was the only way to change it. He was never happy when he was dating girls, there just wasn’t a romance. There wasn’t that spark, that joy. That excitement. The only thing he could ever think of a girl was as a friend and not much more.
He was relieved that Manny sat down, but his crying was worrying him. It could be a huge deal really, Apollo was alive and had his memory. ”Manny please, please don’t worry. Or cry. It might be sad but now, now I can be happy. I can be myself and I wont have to feel like a walking lie. I’ve the money and I’m not going back. We can run away together, Manny.” Apollo said gently.
Apollo was serious too, he wasn’t going back, maybe 300 dollars he had saved now. He knew he couldn’t go back, home was not where his heart was. His heart was set on huge dreams, love, family and a lifetime of ease. He would never get that at home, he would never find a lifetime of ease in his school either. The school was the worst when it came to homophobia. He was pushed and jabbed, taunted and teased. He patted Manny softly.”Im better now than I was without you here Manny, I love you.”He said gently. [/center[
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Post by emmanuel james marin on Feb 1, 2012 22:36:08 GMT -5
Manny couldn’t help but be hurt and upset though, seeing his love in pain. It killed him and he knew if anything really bad ever happened to him he just didn’t know what he would do, he would die. He loved Apollo so much and he just knew he couldn’t bare living without him, a day without him was already too hard for him to bear. Apollo was his love, and that would never ever change, he could never love someone as much as he loved Apollo. With girls he knew there was just something about him that made him not like them in that way, something about himself that just made him gay. He was always that way, and he couldn’t change the way his brain worked to make him straight either.
Manny wiped his eyes sniffling one last time looking down for a minute, “I love you so much Apollo. Really I do” he said quietly looking at him glancing around at the cuts and scrapes biting his lip, “and seeing you hurt it’s just awful. It’s never easy seeing someone you care about hurt” Manny played with his fingers for a minute, before taking a deep breath. “I’m trying to stop crying, really Apollo I am but it’s just so hard, and I know you can be yourself and you can be happy with me but you will never truly be happy. I’m never truly happy, I have that my parents don’t like me but I can’t do anything about it. All I can do is deal with it, and Apollo running away together” Manny began.
“Are you sure that’s really a good idea” Manny was really all for it but he had no idea how that would ever work out. “I mean it would be really nice to finally be able to leave my parents and really be safe but still, it’s easier said than done” Manny sighed a little bit taking Apollo’s hand glancing down again.
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