| Part 5 �Please Farfie� Crawford caught up to Farferello just before their room door slammed shut in his face. As he entered soon after, he closed the door gently and took tense steps forwards to Farferello. �It�s not what you think, let me explain� he tried to take an arm and was almost toppled over at the force of Farferello�s yank from his grasp. �Don�t fucking touch me!� Farferello turned round and Crawford found himself pinned to the bathroom door with incredible speed, a hand clawed round his neck, effectively pinning him. �How could you!� Crawford felt his breath come heavily as he was unpinned, and had to stop himself from sliding down the door. �Farf, I promise you, there was nothing going on, he just grabbed me and pushed me into the chair. I was trying to move him when you came in, you saw it all wrong� He moved closer but kept his distance, he knew what kind of temper his lover had. �Do you think I�m a fool?! I know what I saw. I bet the only reason you kept us a secret is so you could have him. I don�t think he�d want you after he knew you�d been with me!� Farferello slumped down onto the floor between the bed and the wall, curling up ever so slightly. �I knew this would happen Brad, just leave.� Farferello�s heart was broken. Brad was the only person he had let worm their way into his heart and now he was paying the price. Crawford knelt in front of him and stroked the scarred face, only to have it ripped away from his light touch. The single eye turned on him and he was lost in the amber gaze. It looked so sullen and void of the life and passion it had once held, it shined with tears that Farferello had long refused to give, not since Jei would he cry again. �Please Farfie, look at me, really look at me, into my eyes and see if I�m lying to you� he grasped the face again and gently cupped it in the palm of his hands, holding firmly. �Tell me that I�m lying Farfie�tell me Jei� he whispered softly but it was clear his meaning. �Don�t call me that! I�m not him anymore!!!� Brad didn�t move when Farferello pushed against him, and didn�t flinch when nails dug into the soft skin of his hands or move when a now hateful glare and growl was turned on him. �Tell me Jei and I�ll go� a hand left the face and traced along the scarred lip. �Tell me.� A soft whimpered throaty call issued itself from Farferello�s throat before the sad eye focused back on him. He held the gaze and felt his skin flush, as if Farferello was staring into the very core of him. �Tell me Farfie� the free hand moved to stroke knuckled over soft pale skin. Farferello continued to stare at him, he wanted to believe him, Brad had never lied before, had never hurt him, but he wasn�t sure. What if he forgave him too only be hurt again? He shook his head and tried to stand only to be firmly pushed back down. �LOOK AT ME JEI! Can�t you see that I�m not lying? I only ever wanted to protect you, I knew Takatori might have problems with us and I didn�t want Schuldig to tease you over this. I see now though that none of it matters and some has happened no matter what I tried. I can�t protect you from everything and I shouldn�t have tried. But you must believe me. I would never love a person, who thought groupie bed hopping was fun.� In-spite of himself Farferello couldn�t help the tiniest of smiles cross his face. He blinked away the unshed tears and refused to look at Crawford. �I know we should have told everyone from the start, I just didn�t want you to be hounded by the press, I tried to stop the world from hurting you but I know I hurt you in the process. But you must believe that I never meant for this, and I certainly didn�t want Schuldig pinching my rear. He�s one of the sluttiest, no the sluttiest person I know, and he had bed hopped more than bed bugs. Let me show you I care for you Farfie please� Although he didn�t want to, Farferello loved Brad more than anything. He was the one bit of hope he had left in his life, the only one that made him feel special and didn�t treat him like an idiot or fool. Who allowed him his knife fetish and put up with his insanity fits. Not belittling him for breaking things or spending their money on knives and many of his other little fetishes he�d picked up along the way. �I will believe you for now Brad�but if you or Schuldig hurt me again you�ll wish you hadn�t.� /good enough/ Brad thought. �I promise, I�ll show you I don�t want him and I�ll hurt myself before I do you. This time he leant forwards and Farferello melted into the following embrace. His single eye closed as Brad wrapped his arms around his thin, rigid body. He was pulled close and sighed in relief as arms wrapped around his waist, holding him tightly against Brads� own. Farferello made a little choked sound as he thought of many ways to hurt Schuldig if he ever dared look at Brad with obvious lustful intent. Brad sighed. He knew how much the before scene had cost him in Farferello�s trust and vowed to not hurt him again. /I promise to show you I love you Jei, even if you won�t believe me right now/ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ |