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[Pure Acid Dreamer]

Sɑɱυεƪ ᴊᴏᵴҥʋᴀ Ɖɑᴠіʂ
“Relationships are ropes. Love is a noose."

Samuel leaned up as the male as the male kissed him back. Cupping his cheek, he kissed the male once more. After one more kiss, he soon pulled back slowly. Laying once more against the pillows, he continued to hold on to the male. He didn't bother looking at the clock. It didn't matter. Time wasn't on their side and he didn't want to think about how fast it would go before the male had to get up and leave. Whether it was movie, Netflix, or simply cuddling up once more he didn't care when he came back. He could only imagine what fresh hell Micha's father had in store. He simply wanted to be there for him. He wanted to tease him, touch him, kiss him, whatever helped to make him forget.

 

[xDarkWinterx]

"After tonight Micha hoped he had nothing to do with his father. He was not looking forward to tonight. Micha was still healing and he would only imagine what his father would do. He wanted to drop off the money and not see him, but knew his father wouldn’t like that. Micha knew that Samuel was trying to distract him, but it only went so far. Kissing Samuel, he felt him cup his cheek and returned the kiss. He smiled against his lips before pulling away. Micha shifted as he moved to lie beside Samuel on the bed.

After a few hours, Micha had gathered the courage to finally leave. He hadn’t bothered with a shower, though he cleaned up putting on fresh clothes. Micha didn’t have much desire to leave but he had no choice. Once he had gotten the money from the bank, they were already on the way to his loft. The sun had gone down so it was dark outside. Micha hadn’t spoken much to Samuel since leaving his house. He kept his eyes out the window as Samuel drove toward his loft to drop him off.

((Hope you don’t mind the time skip. )) "

 

[Pure Acid Dreamer]

Sɑɱυεƪ ᴊᴏᵴҥʋᴀ Ɖɑᴠіʂ
“Relationships are ropes. Love is a noose."

Aside from the obvious, Samuel also had a few hopes in mind. Hope that Micha didn't die. Hope that his father wouldn't continue to stalk him. Hope that Micha didn't come back to him more battered than he already was. Those alone were his most desired hopes. But there was no telling what could happen. He felt the male smile against his lips and watched as he pulled away. He released his waist as he moved off of him and laid down beside him. Turning a bit towards him, he pulled the sheets up further until they were both mostly covered. Sighing softly, Samuel knew it was best to try and sleep but he was still so wired. Closing his eyes, he allowed himself to simply lie there until sleep found him.

Hours later, Samuel awoke to warmth of his lovers' body leaving his side. He lay there for a couple of minutes before opening his eyes. He turned to watch the male go about the room and gather his things. Another couple of minutes passed before Samuel decided to get up as well. Like Micha he skipped the shower and trying to look presentable. After all, what was the point? It was the middle of the night and it wasn't like he was going to see anyone special. Padding in to the room next door, he walked over to his dresser and pulled out a fresh pair of boxers, black joggers, a plain t-shirt, and a hoodie. He then pulled on some socks and black Doc Martins. When he was ready, he went to check on Micha, coming up behind him to press a reassuring kiss to his temple. They left some time after, gathering what was needed and heading out to the car. Already Samuel was itching for a cigarette. But he ignored the craving and traded it for holding on to Micha's hand.

Driving to the bank, the streets were quiet with minimum traffic. He couldn't help notice the growing silence between them. Strangely enough it didn't worry him as much as it usually would. He knew that this time it was okay. The silence wasn't due to something he did or Micha did and their relationship didn't hang in its usual chaotic balance. He sat outside the bank while Micha went inside. Drumming his fingers against the stirring wheel, his worry continued to gnaw at him from the inside. When Micha was back in the car, he took his time driving towards his loft. The fastest he got there, the longer he was going to have to wait.

Unfortunately for him, it didn't seem to matter how fast or slow he drove. Puling up to the loft, he looked up with a twisting feeling in his gut. He put the car in park, sitting there in silence for a couple of minutes. "Be careful" is what he said, when he spoke at last. Slowly, he turned to face the male. "If you can't get back....or need help call me." Samuel had a million and one thoughts running through his head that he wanted to say. None of them were going to make this easier nor were they needed. So long as Micha came back to him alive, that was all that mattered.

[[Not at all. I know my last post wasn't awe inspiring in the least.]]  

[xDarkWinterx]

"In an envelope inside his the front pocket of his coat, held almost a little over a hundred thousand dollars. He had taken out a little extra just to appease his father. Micha did not need his father turning around on him and demanding more. He worried about Samuel, knowing he was only worrying about him. Micha hated to put Samuel in a sense of worry. He only felt his own anxiety slipping out. As Samuel drove, Micha felt his hand slipping into his own. He glanced toward him as his focus had been out the window. Micha tried to relax but found it hard.

It didn’t take long to arrive at his loft, after picking up money from the bank. He felt Samuel put the car in pack. Micha glanced toward him hearing him speak. He smiled, but it didn’t hit his eyes. ”I will.” Micha spoke watching as Samuel turned toward him. Hearing him speak again, he only wished he could make promises. He nodded at Samuel’s words. ”Of Course.” Micha spoke moving to unbuckle himself. He closed the space between Samuel and himself. Micha kissed Samuel against the lips.

Pulling away, he did not want to leave his father waiting. He also did not want to end up staying. Micha knew if he held onto Samuel long enough he wouldn’t have to face anything. He pulled away, ”I love you.” Micha spoke releasing Samuel’s hand as he moved to get out of the car. He didn’t bother stopping as he closed the door. Micha started toward the entrance of the loft.

Opening the door, he made his way toward the stairs. Micha wasn’t a fan of the elevator but with the stairs he had the time to prevent the inevitable. Arriving at the top step, he glanced toward his door to see it was already open. He heaved a sigh, as he walked toward the door. Micha pushed the door open the rest of the way to see his father was sitting at his desk. He could already smell the scent of alcohol wafting through the air. "

 

[Pure Acid Dreamer]

Sɑɱυεƪ ᴊᴏᵴҥʋᴀ Ɖɑᴠіʂ
“Relationships are ropes. Love is a noose."

When they reached the loft, they sat in silence for a couple of minutes. Samuel held on to the males hand, not wanting to let it go. He knew he had to. Time was up and waiting would only make Micha's father angrier. When he spoke, he watched the male smile even though it was clearly forced. He nodded quietly as Micha spoke, a sad smile spreading across his own lips. Samuel was almost ready to let the male go. He knew he needed to. Instead, he was given a quick but passionate kiss. Samuel kissed the male back with equal force until he pulled away. He squeezed his eyes shut for a moment. Nothing in this moment was fair. His heart ached as it felt like this might be the last time he would see him. He soon felt his hand slip from his own and watched him go, "I love you, too." he said just before the door was shut. Samuel didn't stay long to watch him go. If he did, he was certain he might chase after him. It was best not to stir more trouble than there already was.

Samuel sped away as fast as he could from the building. His fingers itched for a cigarette. It could wait. Like a mad man, he flew across town back to his penthouse, weaving through the traffic. It was amazing that no cop even tried to chase him down. When he was nearly there, he stopped off at a local convenient store. The clerk behind the counter barely gave him a look of recognition as he went about picking up some rubbing alcohol, peroxide, a first aid kit, and a six pack of beer. When he reached the counter, he also purchased two cartons of his usual brand of cigarettes. It would be a long night and the only thing he could do was be prepared. After making his purchases, Samuel went back to his penthouse. When he reached the building, he all but ran upstairs. He threw the medical supplies on the table and the beer in the fridge. Picking up an ashtray, he made a beeline to the living room with his cigarettes. If there was one thing that could keep him from going back to Micha, it was a favorite past-time; video games. Nothing said anger management like slaughtering an entire fictional village.

 

[xDarkWinterx]

"After a few hours, it was no surprise Micha was still lying on the ground of his loft. He lay there, breathing softly, hearing the crackling of his lungs working overtime. Micha pulled out his phone and stared at Samuel’s name. The screen was covered in blood, with only a few cracked in it. He was glad that it hadn’t been broken during the fight. Micha didn’t even want to move. His sides hurt as well as his face. He was sure, that he had a black eye. Micha lay there debating if he wanted to call Samuel, or find a way to get back home. Finally giving in, he pushed the send button on Samuel’s name. He held the phone to his ear as he listened to it ring while he lay there. "

 

[Pure Acid Dreamer]

Sɑɱυεƪ ᴊᴏᵴҥʋᴀ Ɖɑᴠіʂ
“Relationships are ropes. Love is a noose."

Throughout the first hour or so, Samuel was able to keep himself calm and collected. He only smoked three cigarettes and was even able to play through a few episodes of the game Life is Strange. He focused on the soft music, the insane storyline, and tried to keep the main character alive - which wasn't easy since it was her destiny. But time continued. As the second hour approached and the game grew darker, he called it quits; shutting off the machine and walking out to the balcony. The city was bright and noisy just as it always was. He leaned against the railing, wondering how things were going. Was he alright? Would he really call? As much as he didn't want to think it, he halfway wondered if this was Micha's way of marching off to his death and just leaving him behind. He sank to the ground as the evil thoughts engulfed him. No! It's not true. Micha is.not.dead! Taking several deep breaths, he stayed there crouched on the ground until he felt as though he could breathe again.

By the third hour he was somewhere between ready to rip his hair out and to just leave him be. He knew Micha would call. He was going to call. He promised. Taking his phone into the bedroom, he lay on the bed and closed his eyes. He was too worked up to sleep but he knew he needed to calm down. So he threw the blankets over his waist and hugged a pillow to his chest.

Thirty minutes later, he woke up with a jolt. His head buzzed by his head while playing Bob Seger's "Night Moves". A little grogey at first, he quickly picked up his phone and checked to see who it was. His eyes were as wide as saucers as he read his boyfriend's name across the screen. <********' finally." he murmured under his breath. Sliding his thumb across the screen, he quickly put the phone to his ear. "Don't hang up. Just tell me where you are and if we need to go to the hospital." Samuel kept the phone to his ear as he slid out of bed. He continued to talk to the male, all the while Samuel bounced from one end of the penthouse to the other pulling on his shoes, gathering medical supplies, and a clean wardrobe for Micha. Within minutes, he was ready to go and heading out the door. Locking up, he sprinted to the elevator and traveled down to the lobby. Once he reached the lobby, it was off to his car. "Babe....Micha, I'm getting in the car now. Give me ten, fifteen minutes tops. And whatever you do, don't hang up. I'm coming for you."

He was trembling from head to toe as he started up the car. He set his phone on his lap with the speaker on loud. "I got you on speaker. Can you hear me? How are you feeling? You're not gonna pass out me are you?" he said, peeling out of the parking space. Through the streets he drove like a mad man. He was lucky that he didn't get pulled over. Though if he had they would have had to chase him down. He drove until he reached the familiar building. "Micha, are you still there? I'm outside. Do you know if the door is locked? Do you need help coming outside?" Samuel stared anxiously at his phone, listening to the males' raspy breath. Each second he waited he grew more nervous.

 

[xDarkWinterx]

"Calling Samuel was his last resort, but his only option. He had no way to get back, nor did he feel like moving from where he was. Micha heard the panic of Samuel’s voice on the other end. He heard Samuel speak on the other end, but his own voice was shot. The only words he could muster to answer, was ”Loft. Micha spoke, hearing Samuel moving around on the other end of the phone. He could only imagine, that Samuel was worried for him. Micha understood the worry, but he was just too tired. It was nearly two in the morning.

Hearing Samuel speak, he merely nodded even though Samuel couldn’t see him. ”I’m..not.” Micha spoke as he closed his eyes. He listened into the phone hearing Samuel move around, and get into his car. Micha heard all of Samuel’s questions, but he couldn’t answer. He lay there breathing softly, as his chest crackled. Micha listened as Samuel rattled off questions. He groaned lightly in response. Micha wished if anything he wasn’t feeling pain. If anything he wanted to down a bottle of jager and sleep it off.

As Samuel drew near, he heard the familiar car outside. This time of the night, the streets were empty, except for a few cars. ”Not locked..” He responded to at least one question. The door wasn’t locked, it was still wide open, as he glanced toward it. There wasn’t anybody left of his floor this time of night, they were all at their own homes in different parts of the city. "

 

[Pure Acid Dreamer]

Sɑɱυεƪ ᴊᴏᵴҥʋᴀ Ɖɑᴠіʂ
“Relationships are ropes. Love is a noose."

Even though he could hear his strangled breath, he couldn't help but ask him question after question. Anything that would keep him on the line. He was so afraid that if he hung up then something worse would happen. He drove as fast as he legally could all the while listening to Micha's unstable breathing. When he reached the building, he looked up at it like it was his impending doom. Samuel nodded when the male told him it was unlocked. "Alright, I'm coming up." Turning off the car, he reached in to the backseat and grabbed the first aide kit. He wasn't sure it was going to be enough, but for now it would have to do. If his injuries were more than he could handle, Micha would have no choice in going to a hospital. The male was going to have to fight him on it. Stepping out, Samuel stuffed the phone in to his pocket and locked the car. He hadn't hung up with him yet, nor was he going to. Dashing up to the building he power walked through the lobby and made a run for the stairs. Taking them two at a time, he raced all the way up to Micha's floor.

He was panting slightly but too determined to stop as he reached the correct floor. He walked down the hall and could see the door was ajar. Taking a deep breath, he mentally prepared himself for whatever he was bound to see. He didn't like seeing the male hurt but he knew there was no way around it. Picking up his pace, he walked the last few steps and stopped in the doorway. Samuel swore under his breath. In the middle of the floor he saw his boyfriend lying twice as bruised and bloodied than he found him the other day. Stepping in to the room, he looked around in wonder. A part of him was curious to know what had happened, but his curiosity died as he came closer to the male. His worry was instantly replaced with sadness. "Hey." he said softly, kneeling down beside him. Reaching in to his pocket, he hung up. He then set the first aide kit beside them, this definitely was beyond his knowledge of medicine. "Can you sit up? Or move?" Samuel unconsciously reached for the male's hand closest to him, his fingers brushing across his knuckles and closing around his palm. He was sad to see his boyfriend so banged up but relieved that he was alive.

 

[xDarkWinterx]

"Lying there it was no surprise what his studio looked like. He could only imagine as he lay there. Micha listened to the sound of Samuel on the other end of his phone. He heard movement, and could only guess Samuel was speeding. Micha didn’t like the idea of Samuel speeding because of him, but he could only be thankful. He lay there with his eyes closed, hoping Samuel hurried up.

It wasn’t before long he heard pounding steps in the hallway. As the door opened, he heard footsteps. His anxiety picked up before he relaxed. He nearly jumped hearing Samuel speak toward him. Micha could barely open his eyes as he lay there. Not because he didn’t want to but because his face was bruised. He was lucky his jaw wasn’t broken then he couldn’t speak. Micha face and torso were the most damaged. He also had a few broken fingers, but because his father broke them, because he broke him defending himself. Micha turned his phone off setting it aside.

He heard Samuel, feeling him grab his hand. Micha shook his head a little as Samuel questioned him. ”Don’t want to.” He spoke almost hissing at the pain as Samuel touched his hand. Micha would have not move as he lay there. He just wanted to let the pain take over and sleep. "

 

[Pure Acid Dreamer]

Sɑɱυεƪ ᴊᴏᵴҥʋᴀ Ɖɑᴠіʂ
“Relationships are ropes. Love is a noose."

Samuel was disheartened to hear that the male could or would not move. But it wasn't surprising. He had his hand lightly. Looking down, he saw that his hands were bloodied and heavily bruised. He could only imagine the kind of fight he put up. "Well that's too bad cause...you see you can't stay here." he replied, keeping his tone light. Swinging his legs under him, he sat down beside him, picked up his hand, and pressed a gentle kiss to his bruised knuckles. Samuel looked down at the male and could tell he was in pain. Whether Micha liked it or not, he was going to have to move at some point. Setting his hand back down, he pulled the first aid closer to him and looked over the male for any excessive external bleeding. Though it wouldn't surprise him if Micha might be suffering from any internal bleeding.

Opening the small box, he gently cleaned and wrapped a few of his wounds. Unfortunately for them both he was no doctor. He wasn't even sure if he was making a difference in tending to these wounds. When he finished, he closed the box and set it aside once more. "You're gonna hate this, but we really do need to get you to a hospital." he said softly. Pulling out his phone he paused for a moment with a curious look towards the male. "Take your pick, would you rather be taken in by an ambulance or should I carry you like a princess down to my car and drive you?" he asked. To Samuel, either way didn't matter since it meant that Micha would be receiving medical care. But he knew his stubborn attitude and it was likely that right now that same attitude was somewhere between very pissed and very scared.

 

[xDarkWinterx]

"Hearing Samuel speak as he lay there, he couldn’t help but laugh. He groaned however as he inhaled. Micha was in no mood for arguments, especially knowing he couldn’t win. Watching the movement as Samuel sat down beside him. Micha felt Samuel take his hand. He winced slightly as Samuel examined it. Micha felt Samuel kiss his hand. He watched from the corner of his eye taking note of the first aid kit Samuel had brought with him. Micha was thankful for it, but knew Samuel was no doctor. He had to admit, he liked being taken care of though, but wouldn’t admit it out loud.

If Micha was bleeding internally, he couldn’t tell. It was something he needed an ultrasound for, and seeing that Samuel didn’t have one, then that left only one option. The idea of going to the hospital didn’t seem something he wanted to go to. Micha lay there with Samuel cleaned and dressed his wounds. After a while, he heard Samuel speak. He pouted at the thought of having to leave. Micha found the floor rather comfortable, a pillow would be nice but he was asking for too much. He heard Samuels speak, asking him a question. Micha shook his head, neither sounded like a good plan.

”Do I have to choose?” He asked teasing slightly. If anything he could manage was a walk to the car. Micha would just need some help getting there. He did not want Samuel carrying him to the car. Micha shifted a little trying to sit up. He held onto his side with his arm as he eventually managed to sit up. "

 

[Pure Acid Dreamer]

Sɑɱυεƪ ᴊᴏᵴҥʋᴀ Ɖɑᴠіʂ
“Relationships are ropes. Love is a noose."

While it was nice that the male was able to find some kind of humor in their current situation, he really did need some help. A few layers of gauze and band-aids could only go so far. Samuel was careful as he tended to the males wounds, watching him wince and listening to him groan. He wanted desperately to know what had happened to get him in this state. But he knew that now was not the right time. It could wait for a time when Micha was both mentally and physically better. The idea of going to a hospital was never appealing. But he couldn't just ignore Micha's injuries this time. He was barely breathing and his face looked terrible. He shook his head as the male pouted, knowing he didn't want to move. He wasn't so keen on moving him either but it needed to be done. Samuel sighed as the male shook his head, seeming displeased with either option. "Yes! Because like it or not we're going to the ER." he replied sternly.

After a minute or so, Micha seemed to give in. Samuel shifted beside him, getting out of the way yet close enough to hover by like a mother hen. It was a slow process but eventually Micha was able to sit up. "Alright princess put your arm around me." Samuel knelt down beside the male and wrapped his arm around his waist. "On a count of three, we're gonna stand up. You ready?......one....two....." Samuel was quick to stand with them both. He held on to the male and could see the strain of pain on his face. He whispered words of love and reassurances, pressing a kiss to the side of his head. Holding on to the male, Samuel swooped down to pick up the first aid kit. He then straightened up and motioned for Micha to take the first step.

 

[xDarkWinterx]

"Micha knew he had no choice but to go to the hospital. With any luck, he hoped he didn’t have any internal bleeding. It was hard to tell from the pain, if anything was broken too badly. He tried not to let his pain show through but it was too hard. Micha was glad Samuel had not asked him question. At the moment, he was not in the mood, maybe tomorrow if he was feeling better.

If he it was any other time, he would have laughed as Samuel scolded him but he didn’t. As Samuel hovered near by incase he needed him, Micha managed to finally sit up. Watching as Samuel knelt down beside him, and put his arm around his waist. He shifted moving his arm around Samuel’s neck. Micha bit his lip to keep from groaning. He was thankful for Samuel’s help as he would not have gotten up on his own.

Listening to his words, Micha shifted accordingly as he stood. He leaned against Samuel as he stood. Micha shifted waiting as Samuel grabbed the first aid kit. He moved as Samuel stepped him forward. Micha winched slightly, as pain shot up his leg. He was bound to have a broken leg, as he realized where the pain was coming from. "

 

[Pure Acid Dreamer]

Sɑɱυεƪ ᴊᴏᵴҥʋᴀ Ɖɑᴠіʂ
“Relationships are ropes. Love is a noose."

The process of standing and moving was a slow one. While Micha wasn't telling him anything, he could see the strain on his face. Samuel was careful not to hold him too tightly, but he knew it was necessary in order to keep them both from toppling over. They took about five slow steps before Samuel started to really notice how much Micha was suffering. It was both heartbreaking and infuriating. He was angry that once again Micha's father had put his hands on his boyfriend. But he was also sad that Micha had allowed himself to get so banged up. They both knew he was no match for the man, and it wasn't really his place to judge. But it would have been nice if the male had at least gone armed. It was too late now though. What's done was done and nothing he did nor said would change that. The most he could do was get Micha downstairs and to the nearest hospital.

As they eventually reached the door frame Samuel was done with watching Micha wince, he sighed and stopped in his tracks. "Alright, enough." he said calmly. "At this rate you're going to pass out before we reach the first floor." Tightening his hold on Micha's waist, Samuel bent down and swooped the male up in his arms. The male could kill him later but he knew he was right about this. The human body could only handle so much pain before the brain decided that enough was enough. Samuel held the male close to him as he made his way down the hall and on to the elevator. He nudged the first floor button with his elbow, then moved to stand in the center of the lift with the male in his arms. Samuel dared not look at the male just yet. He knew how he hated to be treated like a woman but now wasn't really the time to argue. He was sure that Micha's leg was broken and was worried his already broken ribs may have punctured a lung. The only way to know for sure was to go to the ER. The sooner they made it there, the better.

Once they reached the first floor, Samuel walked straight out of the elevator. The lobby was just as empty as when he had entered it. He wondered if Micha's father was still lurking somewhere, watching their every move. It was creepy to think about, but there was no telling for sure. He didn't allow his mind to explore for long and instead focused on getting out of the building. They soon reached his car. There Samuel gingerly set him back on the ground so he could fish out his keys and unlocked the car. He then opened the passenger door, helping the male in to the seat and strapping him in. Samuel walked around the car and got in to the driver side. After buckling up and starting the car, they were off.