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“Someone call an ambulance. I can’t feel his pulse”
The words rang through my ear.
I felt everything stop. The world had always been dim, especially after becoming a hero, but now in this moment everything has lost colour. I was frozen in place as an ambulance came out of nowhere.
It had to be fake. This all had to be fake. I want to wake up now.
Miss J had to get one of her guard dogs to drag me into a car that was waiting for me around the corner. At which point I am broken out of my trace.
“Wait. Wait I have to make sure he’s okay”
“No can do kid”
“No, I have to go with him. You have to let me go with him”
“Boss said no. now come on”
“No I hav-”
“Ah shut up and get in”
The man screamed at me as he shoved me into the car. Closing and locking the door. I still ran over to it desperately trying to get it open.
“LET ME OUT” I screamed
As I started to bang on the door, but a moment later the car started to dive away.
“I SAID LET ME OUT.” I screamed again.
To the same result.
“YOU HAVE TO LET ME SEE HIM…PLEASE… MISS J”
Still nothing. I fell to my knees crying.
“Please Miss J… please”
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The driver drove me to my house after the fight. The minute the door opened I was out trying to find Wreck. But Miss J was there, not only her but ten of her guard dogs. The second I tried to bull pass them they stopped me.
So I started to fight them. I started punching and kicking really anything to get out of there grip. But after Miss J released she called in more. I don’t know how mean it took but they eventually got the better of me.
“Are you done being a child?” Miss J asked coldly.
“Where's Wreck? I want to see him.”
“At a hospital. And you are not to leave this house or your floor until we tell you to” she said.
“NO” I screamed.
But Miss J was having none of it. Walking up to me kneeling down and grabbing my chin forcing me to look up at her.
“LISTEN. We have Wreck in a good hospital under a fake name. The last thing we need is you running in there and giving away not only his identity to the public. But letting them know your relationship with him is more than enemies.” she spat at me.
I felt my eyes start to water.
“Do I make myself clear?” she asked.
“Y-yes m-ma'am”
“Good” she said, letting go of my face and getting up. “Take him to his floor and don’t let him leave until I tell you so” she told her dogs.
What happened next was a blur. I remember being picked up and basically carried to the floor where I lived. When we got there they just threw me inside, most likely locking the door behind them.
I remembered lying there.
I don’t know how long. But I remember I started to cry. I remember the painful feeling in my chest. I remember it felt like someone ripped my heart out.
Made sense Wreck was the one looking after it. He had stolen it when we were kids, he didn’t even know he did it. But he did. I never asked for it back, I never wanted it back, I just wanted him.
But now he had hurt him. Hurt him badly. And now he wasn’t allowed at his side, he had to stay here and wait.
And just hope for the best.
Wreck had to be okay. He was a fighter. He was strong. He would be fine.
He had to be fine.
He would die if he wasn’t. Fuck he was stupid. He knew that Wreck had been struggling to keep up with him. He should have gone easier on him, changed the script so he didn’t hurt him. Wreck had done it, he should have done the same. Now he just had to sit here and wait.
He swears that after he made sure his Wreck was ok he would change. He would never fight him again. The Moon thing is over after this, he doesn't care. They would move in together. He would make sure no one ever gave him shit.
He didn’t care what he had to do, he would do it.
“Just please. God let him be okay. I will do anything… just please don’t take him from me”
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It had been hours since the fight.
At some point he found the strength to get up and get changed out of his hero custom. He changed into sweatpants and a hoodie that he stole from Wreck’s place the last time I was there.
There was something in the hoodie pocket but he didn’t know what.
Usually he would have been careful about wearing it, in case Miss J didn’t approve of it. But right now he didn’t care. He just needed to be close to him in any way I could. He just needed to hold him in any way possible.
He was sitting on the couch with his arm wrapped around himself, in an attempt to comfort himself when he heard the door open. He was on his feet and at the door before it finished opening. He pushed himself out of the door, it was Miss J.
He grabbed at both her arm’s looking her in the eyes. He was crying but he didn’t care.
“He is okay, right. You have come here to tell me he is okay and that I can go see him.” say.
I was shaking and crying but I couldn’t stop even if he wanted to.
And that’s when I see the boxes.
There were a lot of them. Like someone was moving out of their house. I looked at them for a moment then I saw something sticking out of one of them. I let go of Miss J and started to walk over to the box. At which one of the guard dogs grabbed my arm. I turned to yell at him but Miss J spoke up.
“No, let him see,” she said.
The man let me go.
I just walk over to the box. With every step my body seemed to get heavier and heavier.
Then I got to it. I froze. Not knowing what to do.
But after a second I remembered how to open a box again.
I knew what was inside. I knew the minute I saw the yellow fabric sticking out the box.
It was Wreck’s cap.
And inside was the rest of his outfit.
My body became too heavy for me. I fell to my knees.
No please.
Please
Please
Please
Please
Don’t say it.
“Wreck is gone,” Miss J said.
“We have cleared out his flat. This is all his stuff. We figured you would want it” she said coldly.
I wasn’t really listening.
No more.
“Oh and that’s not all. Did you know he has a boyfriend” she said
“Ah.. what”
What, of course, I do. I am his boyfriend.
I was his boyfriend.
Was
Fuck I was so shitty to him. I should have never agreed to pretend to date Moon. I should have put my foot down. I should have told Miss J that the only one I would ever love was Wreck and I would not take part in any stupid social media frenzy. That if they wanted him to date someone publicly then they could have him come out and tell the world he was dating the most amazing and sweetest man that had ever..
Ever lived
“I wasn’t talking about you”
Her words confused me.
“What are you talking about?” I looked up at her confused.
“I am talking about his side chick.. Side man. What did you gays call it when you are fucking someone on the side.” she asked.
“You're a fucken liar” I screamed at her.
How dare she say this. The love of his life was gone and she was trying to tell that he had cheated on me.
“What would you call this then?” she asked. Turning her Ipad to me. And handing me his phone.
Showing me a video of Wreck with some gay at a bar. There was no sound. But the video clearly showed Wreck with another man.
That didn’t mean anything. I told myself. Then I saw the way Wreck smiled at him.
He looked happy.
He looked happier than I had seen him in such a long time. Like a little kid. After a moment his phone started to ring and he left the bar. He went outside and answered it. He was angry yelling at whoever was on the phone.
A second later the man was outside with him. He had a worried look on his face and the second Wreck saw it, his face softened.
I quickly turned on his phone and went to his messages. That’s when I saw a name I didn’t recognized. Lin Ling.
I opened it and scrolled through all the texts. They were texts from a year back. One changing my eye.
‘Hey Lin I something came up. Talk to you later.’
‘Yeah. is every ok’ he asked
‘Yeah just going to have to handle something’
It was from a couple months back. When I snuck away to see Wreck. He had asked about who Wreck had been texting.
“No one.” I say.
Wreck had said he hadn’t been convinced but he was on a time limit and he didn’t really have any leeway with everything with Moon.
“Because it looks pretty cut and dry to me.” Miss J said.
Shut up.
“It looks like he cares a lot about him”
So.
“And you clearly didn’t know about him”
Stop talking.
“And with how little he was staying at his apartment in the day”
What, that.. That’s not.
“I would say that he was looking for a replacement”
“I DON’T CARE. I DON’T CARE IF HE WAS. I FUCKEN LOVED HIM YOU BITCH AND NOTHING YOU SAY IS GOING TO CHANGE THAT” I screamed.
I saw something in her face change but I didn’t care. I quickly looked down as I felt myself start to cry.
“You might not be, that doesn't change the fact that he was most likely seeing someone else. And probably looking to leave you. So you should just move on” she said.
As if it would somehow make me feel better. But she was not done, no, she had more.
“We are going to need to do a press confession this afternoon to make sure that this does not negatively affect your public image”.
Public image.
Public image
I don’t give a shit about my fucken public image.
“No”
Is all I say before I took my opportunity to fly past here and to the window. I quickly opened it flying away before anyone could stop me.
I didn’t know where I was going. I just couldn’t be there anymore. I wanted to go to Wrecks flat. I wanted to hold him and for him to laugh at me because.
You really fell for that. Come on Nice you know I am not going anywhere. Then they would laugh and Nice would hold Wreck in his arms and everything would be ok.
And he would be the only one in Wreck's heart.
Because Wreck loves him.
Loved.
He was gone, remember.
“AHHHHHH”
I stopped screaming bloody murder. He was gone. His love was gone. Wreck was gone. He felt himself start to float down. My feet hitting the floor. Or actually my feet on the roof of a building.
I fell to my knees. I wrapped my hands around myself. I grabbed at the hoodie. It still smelled like Wreck.
But it won’t for long.
Soon it would smell like him.
He was not going to be around for that though.
He just needs to get everything together. Then he was going to man up and apologize to Wreck.
He should have left years ago. He should have left the first time he made his love bleed. But he was a coward. But not anymore.
I was done.
I moved Wreck's hoodie to my lips.
“Wait for me, Darling. I promise I won’t be long” I whispered.