Nicholas didn’t know what to do. Part of him wanted to leave his ex boyfriend lying on the ground, however a voice was telling him to ‘do the right thing’. He searched the area and noticed a half empty bottle of painkillers on the ground. He dialed 911 and the paramedics arrived moments later. They tried to resuscitate him as they went to the nearest hospital and Justin was rushed to the ER. His stomach was pumped, but it may have been too late. He slipped into a coma.
Nicholas sat in the lobby thinking about his painful relationship with Justin. He hoped his ex lover would recover, but he felt that he deserved this for being so abusive. He believed Justin should be punished, and God was doing his job. He checked the time...6pm. He remembered his date with Anthony at 7. He smiled when Anthony called.
“Hey baby...what’s up?”
“Just wanna make sure you’re still coming over...”
“Of course...but I might be late. I’m at the hospital”
“What’s wrong?”
“I’ll tell you about it later”
click
Meanwhile, Anthony was still trying to get rid of his boyfriend.
“Why are you here?”
“Because I wanna see you!”
“This isn’t working...I can’t do this anymore. This distance is killing us!”
“Baby we can work it out!”
“Then move to Miami...”
“You know I can’t do that!”
“Then that’s it...”
Anthony felt that it was time to break up with his boyfriend. The relationship was dead and it was time to move on. He went into the kitchen and started cooking. He was making shrimp fettuccine alfredo
At the hospital, Nicholas was still contemplating his next move. He got up to leave, then looked back at his ex lover on the hospital bed and sat back down. He couldn’t leave him alone. He still loved him, even after the shit he put him through. He was confused and couldn’t think clearly.
He decided to step outside and clear his thoughts. He thought about all the times that Justin beat him. He thought about the hell that he had been through during the last three years. He wanted to leave, but he couldn’t. He cheked the time again...6:30. He went back to Justins hospital bed.
What if he didn’t make it? He was prepared to live a life without him. He continued to think about his life and what he should do. An hour passed by...then two hours...then three. He kept ignoring calls and texts from Anthony. The doctor said that Justin would be fine, but Nicholas couldn’t leave his side until he let him know how he felt.
“I hate you Justin! I can’t believe you did this to me! I can’t believe I stayed with you! You’re a liar and you don’t deserve a guy like me!”
Even though he was in a coma, Nicholas felt that he got the message. He decided it was time for him to leave. He called Anthony to apologize but he didn’t answer. He sent a text...no response. He made the 15 minute drive to Anthony’s house and noticed an unfamiliar car parked in the driveway. At first he was angry, but he realized that he stood him up and he didn’t have the right to be upset. He took a deep breath as he walked to the door and rang the doorbell. Anthony answered the door with a towel wrapped around his waist.
“Oh NOW you wanna show up?”
“I’m sorry...Justin tried to commit suicide and I was at the hospital with him”
“Fuck that nigga...this night was supposed to be about me and you.”
“Who the fuck is that?” he asked as he noticed Paul in the living room.
“My ex”
“Ex? If he’s your ex then why the fuck is he here?”
“Keep my name out your mouth little boy! I will fuck you up!” Paul said as he stood between the two men.
“Fuck both of you! You can have each other...” Nicholas said as he stormed off. He wasn’t about to fight over ANY dick...no matter how good it was. He liked Anthony, but he came with too much baggage.
“Wait, please don’t leave!”
“Fuck you...I don’t have time for this shit!”
Anthony grabbed Nicholas’ arm, pulled him back, and kissed him in front of Paul.
The kiss was magical, but it didn’t change Nicholas’ mood. He was still leaving.
“Call me when you get rid of that problem” he said as he pointed to Paul and drove off.
THE NEXT DAY
Nicholas woke up to a bright and sunny day. He called the hospital and was told that Justin was doing fine and would be released the next day. He was happy that he was ok and was ready to move on with his life. He looked up at the ceiling and placed his hand on his fully erect dick. He started stroking as he thought about Anthony lying naked next to him. He started stroking harder as he thought about Anthony smashing his brains out. He was interrupted by a knock on the bedroom door. He threw on a pair of black basketball shorts before he told the intruder to come in. It was Tony...
“I made breakfast...I know you been going though it lately.”
Tony made sausage, biscuits, eggs, and bacon.
“Thanks”
His hardon would have to wait. He ate, showered, then started out with his plans for the day. He decided he would look for a new place and begin his new single life. He had on a pair of grey slacks and a lime green fitted button down shirt. He was leaving as Anthony pulled up in the driveway.
“I’m sorry about last night” he said
“It’s cool...did you get rid of that nigga?”
“Yeah. He went back to Texas this morning. Look I was hoping we could start over.”
“I guess...but we need to take it slow.”
Nicholas told Anthony that he would call him later and set off to begin the rest of his life. He was excited about his new begin and anxious to start this new chapter in his life.
