| Chapter 11 - Oh No! |
| �You know what Justin, life isn�t fair. Lance still thinks he loves that big ogre and that he loves him in return. Can you believe that shit?� Chris said taking another swig of his beer. �It really sucks ass. I mean I really love him and he doesn�t even know I exist�I mean who kicked Joey�s ass all those times for smacking lance around huh? Me, that�s right who. And does he even care; no.� "Yeah., he cares Chris, he just doesn�t realize how you feel. Lance is one of those people who will love you as long as you love him�you know what I mean? You�re the psychology major isn�t there something you learned about stuff like this?� �Yeah�.� �Well????� Chris sighed before reciting a passage out of the book he�d memorized to do his thesis. �A victim of abuse will often rationalize abuse as a form of love. They need to protect themselves.� �That�s right. That is all that is going on with lance�he doesn�t know what�s going on�this thing has been a big part of him." �Yeah� �Come on Chris �� �I know already! God since when did you get so god damn smart anyways.� �I learned from it from you. Why don�t you go home and sleep off the dozen or so beers you just chugged okay�You can tell Lance how you feel about him when you are sober. It�ll mean more that way.� Justin said producing a twenty out of his pocket. �Take a cab on me.� �You are such a good friend juju.� Giving the younger man a hug and a sloppy kiss on the cheek. �Yeah I know�something else I learned from you.� Chris walked to the curb and flagged down the cab that Justin had called for him. he slid into the back seat. �Where to buddy��The cabby asked. �Lance�s house please.� The cab pulled up in front of the big house. Chris leaned his head against the window, the alcohol making his head throb. �We�re here buddy. That�ll be 17.64 in American dollars.� �Mmmk, here you go, keep the change.� Chris said absently as he threw the twenty at the cabby and got out of the car. He wobbled up the few steps of Lance�s porch and pounded on the door. �Hey let me in�I have to talk to you buddy boy.� Lance opened the door slowly, peeking out from around the corner of it. �Oh, it�s you Chris. You nearly gave me a heart attack pounding on the door like that.� Lance said as he let Chris in. �I�m sorry. I just really needed to see you. I just got done talking to Justin and he made me see the error of my ways.� Chris said stepping closer until he had Lance pushed up against the wall. Panic welled in Lance�s eyes and he forced himself to remember that this was Chris, the person who had saved him. �What is the error of your ways?� He said quietly. �Well. I love you and I have for a long time.� �Chris you�re drunk.� Lance said softly, trying to push Chris away. �No, I took Justin�s advice and sobered up.� Chris said as he grabbed a hold of Lance�s forearms to keep him in place. �Ouch, Chris you�re hurting me.� �No Lance, I am setting you free. I love you so much and now you have to love me.� �Chris you don�t love me. Please leave.� �No Lance I want to spend the rest of my life with you.� �Joey�� �I�m not Joey I would never hurt you like Joey.� �You�re hurting me now.� Lance squeaked. Chris looked down at the vise like grip he had on Lance�s arms. �Please let go of me Chris.� Chris let go and backed away. �I am so sorry. Oh god�� Chris turned and ran out the door, not seeing the tears rolling down Lance�s cheeks. |