Bound By Love
The Pain
Andy
Bill was so happy, his grin was so wide. He held my hand as we walked back to my house. Our arms swung back and forth with every step and seemed even happier the father we walked.
“So, you enjoyed yourself?”
“Yes, I did. Thank you so much Andy.” He stepped in front of me and pecked my lips.
“So what does this make us? Are we friends with benefits or…”
“Andy, right now, I am just not ready for a relationship but I do like you, a lot and that won’t change but for now can we just enjoy what we have?”
“Sure, I love you, so I won’t want you to feel some type of way while we’re together.” We approached my house and I felt Bill’s grip tighten. He was looking across the street and when I caught sight of what he did, I understood why.
“That’s your mom’s car.”
“Yeah and if she’s here, he is too.” I pulled his small frame into me and hugged him.
“I won’t let him hurt you. Just remain calm and stay with me.” He nodded into my chest and I heard a pained sigh escape him.
“Are you ready?”
“Yeah.” I looked at him and he smiled weakly.
“Okay.” I took his hand and we slowly went into my house. I could hear laughter and light-hearted conversation. I slowly opened the door and kept my hand tight around Bill’s. We stepped into the foyer and I dropped the basket by the door.
“That must be the boys.” I heard my mother say. “Andrew? Bill? Is that you?” Before I could even blink, Bill snatched away from me and raced pass my mom and up the stairs to my room.
“Is he okay?”
“Yeah, he’s just…he had to use the bathroom.”
“Oh okay.” His step-father grinned devilishly but I was the only one who caught it.
“Andrew, come here and sit. You can tell us all about your date with Bill.” His mother cooed.
“Mom, how can you just invite people here when Bill is still trying to heal? I mean he doesn’t need this pressure right now!”
“First of all, Bill is my brother. Don’t tell me what to do! How dare you tell us we can’t see him and see how he’s doing?”
“He is hurting so much on the inside because of something that he is forced to live with forever and seeing your faces is increasing that torture!” I bit my lip before I said anything further.
“Andrew, do you know something that we don’t?” I glanced at Gordon and sighed.
“I promised I wouldn’t talk about it. When he’s ready, he can fucking tell you.”
“Andrew, go get him and bring him down here.”
“But mom--?!”
“Andrew, you heard what I said! Go!” I sighed and was about to go when Gordon stopped me.
“I’ll talk to the kid.”
“Mom, I don’t…”
“Nonsense, that’ll be perfect. Go on up, it’s the first room to the right.” My mom directed.
“Mom, I don’t want him in my room.” I protested.
“Shut up, Andrew. Your mouth has you in for a world of trouble when our guests leave.” I walked over to Gordon and got into earshot of him.
“If your slimy ass even touches Bill I will make you regret it.”
“I dare you big boy.” He retorted. He smiled at me and went upstairs.
Bill
They won’t stay for too long, once they leave I’ll feel much better. A knock broke me out of my thoughts and I turned to see if it was Andy but instead he walked in.
“Hello, Billy, how are you feeling?”
“Why are you in here?”
“Simple, you run away and you’re all sad and shit so I think that step-daddy was due to come and check on his little Billy.” He got closer to me until I fell on the bed. He climbed on top and his hot breath on my neck. This couldn’t be happening to me again. I thought I was passed this. I thought that maybe my life would begin to get normal but then I realized that was my mistake. My life will never be normal. I will always be stuck under someone being used as their play thing.
“Hey, get off of him!” He turned and I saw Andy standing in my doorway.
“What are you going to do? They think that you are nothing but a trouble making brat they won’t come to see what’s happening.” I saw a look cross his face and then he did something I didn’t think he’d do.
“Mommy, my head hurts and I don’t feel so good!” Andy shouted. I could hear footsteps from here. Gordon rushed to climb off me and I just laid, crying on the bed.
“Andrew, are you alright?”
“I—I don’t know. I felt so nauseous and I just needed help.” He promised he wouldn’t tell and I thanked him for that. He just wanted to get Gordon off me.
“Well, you lie down. I’ll get you some water. Bill, are you okay?”
“I’d rather not talk about it.”
“Okay, sweetheart. I am here if you want to talk.” His mother left taking Gordon with her.
“T—thank you, Andy.”
“No problem, I hate faking sick but if it got that perv off you. I just need to know, why don’t you tell just tell someone?”
“They’ll call me a dirty whore and I don’t want to ruin my mother’s marriage. She’s been unhappy for so long and I’ve never seen her smile like she has when she’s with him. She’s been so relaxed and I want her to stay that way. I don’t care what physical and psychological torture I have to endure, as long as she’s happy.”
“Bill, that’s not right. You suffered the most because you had to go through the divorce with her. You were taken from your twin and forced into a life time worth of abuse and she needs to be happy?! You deserve happiness too!”
“Don’t shout at me! I know what I deserve and happiness isn’t one of those things. The things I let my father do to me? I am nothing but a disgusting being.”
“Bill, you were terrified. You were forced into doing those things.”
“Enough, Andy! I am tired and I am going to sleep.” I pulled off my clothes and wiped my makeup off my face. I knew it was eight pm but I needed to cuddle with the blankets before I slept. Andy wasn’t in the room but I couldn’t care less. I slipped into the spare bed. I closed my eyes and then something covered my mouth. I opened my eyes and saw my dad and step-dad standing in the room.
“Hello, Billy.”
Bill was so happy, his grin was so wide. He held my hand as we walked back to my house. Our arms swung back and forth with every step and seemed even happier the father we walked.
“So, you enjoyed yourself?”
“Yes, I did. Thank you so much Andy.” He stepped in front of me and pecked my lips.
“So what does this make us? Are we friends with benefits or…”
“Andy, right now, I am just not ready for a relationship but I do like you, a lot and that won’t change but for now can we just enjoy what we have?”
“Sure, I love you, so I won’t want you to feel some type of way while we’re together.” We approached my house and I felt Bill’s grip tighten. He was looking across the street and when I caught sight of what he did, I understood why.
“That’s your mom’s car.”
“Yeah and if she’s here, he is too.” I pulled his small frame into me and hugged him.
“I won’t let him hurt you. Just remain calm and stay with me.” He nodded into my chest and I heard a pained sigh escape him.
“Are you ready?”
“Yeah.” I looked at him and he smiled weakly.
“Okay.” I took his hand and we slowly went into my house. I could hear laughter and light-hearted conversation. I slowly opened the door and kept my hand tight around Bill’s. We stepped into the foyer and I dropped the basket by the door.
“That must be the boys.” I heard my mother say. “Andrew? Bill? Is that you?” Before I could even blink, Bill snatched away from me and raced pass my mom and up the stairs to my room.
“Is he okay?”
“Yeah, he’s just…he had to use the bathroom.”
“Oh okay.” His step-father grinned devilishly but I was the only one who caught it.
“Andrew, come here and sit. You can tell us all about your date with Bill.” His mother cooed.
“Mom, how can you just invite people here when Bill is still trying to heal? I mean he doesn’t need this pressure right now!”
“First of all, Bill is my brother. Don’t tell me what to do! How dare you tell us we can’t see him and see how he’s doing?”
“He is hurting so much on the inside because of something that he is forced to live with forever and seeing your faces is increasing that torture!” I bit my lip before I said anything further.
“Andrew, do you know something that we don’t?” I glanced at Gordon and sighed.
“I promised I wouldn’t talk about it. When he’s ready, he can fucking tell you.”
“Andrew, go get him and bring him down here.”
“But mom--?!”
“Andrew, you heard what I said! Go!” I sighed and was about to go when Gordon stopped me.
“I’ll talk to the kid.”
“Mom, I don’t…”
“Nonsense, that’ll be perfect. Go on up, it’s the first room to the right.” My mom directed.
“Mom, I don’t want him in my room.” I protested.
“Shut up, Andrew. Your mouth has you in for a world of trouble when our guests leave.” I walked over to Gordon and got into earshot of him.
“If your slimy ass even touches Bill I will make you regret it.”
“I dare you big boy.” He retorted. He smiled at me and went upstairs.
Bill
They won’t stay for too long, once they leave I’ll feel much better. A knock broke me out of my thoughts and I turned to see if it was Andy but instead he walked in.
“Hello, Billy, how are you feeling?”
“Why are you in here?”
“Simple, you run away and you’re all sad and shit so I think that step-daddy was due to come and check on his little Billy.” He got closer to me until I fell on the bed. He climbed on top and his hot breath on my neck. This couldn’t be happening to me again. I thought I was passed this. I thought that maybe my life would begin to get normal but then I realized that was my mistake. My life will never be normal. I will always be stuck under someone being used as their play thing.
“Hey, get off of him!” He turned and I saw Andy standing in my doorway.
“What are you going to do? They think that you are nothing but a trouble making brat they won’t come to see what’s happening.” I saw a look cross his face and then he did something I didn’t think he’d do.
“Mommy, my head hurts and I don’t feel so good!” Andy shouted. I could hear footsteps from here. Gordon rushed to climb off me and I just laid, crying on the bed.
“Andrew, are you alright?”
“I—I don’t know. I felt so nauseous and I just needed help.” He promised he wouldn’t tell and I thanked him for that. He just wanted to get Gordon off me.
“Well, you lie down. I’ll get you some water. Bill, are you okay?”
“I’d rather not talk about it.”
“Okay, sweetheart. I am here if you want to talk.” His mother left taking Gordon with her.
“T—thank you, Andy.”
“No problem, I hate faking sick but if it got that perv off you. I just need to know, why don’t you tell just tell someone?”
“They’ll call me a dirty whore and I don’t want to ruin my mother’s marriage. She’s been unhappy for so long and I’ve never seen her smile like she has when she’s with him. She’s been so relaxed and I want her to stay that way. I don’t care what physical and psychological torture I have to endure, as long as she’s happy.”
“Bill, that’s not right. You suffered the most because you had to go through the divorce with her. You were taken from your twin and forced into a life time worth of abuse and she needs to be happy?! You deserve happiness too!”
“Don’t shout at me! I know what I deserve and happiness isn’t one of those things. The things I let my father do to me? I am nothing but a disgusting being.”
“Bill, you were terrified. You were forced into doing those things.”
“Enough, Andy! I am tired and I am going to sleep.” I pulled off my clothes and wiped my makeup off my face. I knew it was eight pm but I needed to cuddle with the blankets before I slept. Andy wasn’t in the room but I couldn’t care less. I slipped into the spare bed. I closed my eyes and then something covered my mouth. I opened my eyes and saw my dad and step-dad standing in the room.
“Hello, Billy.”
@Purdy's_little_lady_outlaw there's a sequel called Fond Memories
5/6/14