05-25-2009, 06:43 AM
55. Need (Obsession Cont.) (Warning: Some strong language)
"You can't be serious," was all Putnar could bring himself to say. He was disgusted. After these last years Anthony was finally trying...
At once Anthony's perfect, smug visage broke, "What do you mean?"
"Oh, give me a break Anthony!" Putnar snapped at him. This was unbelievable. "It's been two years! Two damn years since you kicked me to the curb. Did you actually think I was gonna wait around for you to come crawling back? I've got a new life now with better people in it! You might as well forget what happened between us back that, because the old me that used to follow you around like a lap dog is dead!" Putnar didn't wait for a reply, but began stalking off in the direction of home.
Anthony stopped him, grasping his arm and not letting go. He was still as strong as he had been in high school, and still just as stubborn, "I changed my life for you! I thought we could finally be together without having to worry about what other people think!"
"You're two years too late for that!" Yelled as he tried to yank his arm free, "Now let me go, I have better things to do than listen to your bull!"
He didn't let go though, but grabbed Putnar's other arm, gripped him tightly and shook him, "What do you want me to do? You want me to prove it? I'll kiss you right here, I don't care what anyone else thinks!" And he did. Gripping Putnar's face in his hands he kissed him hot and fierce. He finally broke away,and was overcome by Putnar, his face strewn with angry tears glaring at him.
"You're worse than dog shit!," Putnar said through tears as he beat Anthony in the head. Why did it hurt so much to feel like this. He was so angry, but all he wanted to do was curl in a ball and cry until Soda came home and found him, "I've promised my life to someone, and you come out the blue claiming you've changed your life for me, and go a do a thing like that, you stupid prick! Get out of my life! I never one see you again you asshole!," He yelled through sobs.
Anthony just stood there staring back. He couldn't understand how things had come to this. He had given up everything he had cared about, moved away from his hometown for this man, and for what, so he could deny him, shout curses and him and say he had found someone else. As he watched Putnar run off down that little road where the music store sat, he could only think of one thing. His hand went to his pocket, and folded around the metal object that lay hidden there.
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