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.He wasn't sure if he could make it to many more houses.He felt his body weaken and there was nothing he could do about it.What if people refused to help him? He needed help or at least, he needed to make a call.He had no other choice than to try to get to the next house.This time, an older man opened the door and instantly pushed Jamie from his porch angrily.“Get off my property or I'll call the cops,” the man yelled, while looking Jamie up and down.In the distance, Jamie could hear dogs barking and he saw lights go on and curtains being moved from the windows of the neighboring houses.“Please do, sir.I'm hurt.My child is alone.I need help.Please, sir.Please!” Jamie pleaded, but the man looked him up and down once more and turned back into his house, closing the door and turning off the lights.Jamie sighed in exasperation.Why do these people refuse to help me?Sitting on his throbbing ass, Jamie looked himself up and down too and saw the bloody mess on his clothes.His white shirt was blood stained and his jeans were drenched in red-brownish color between his legs.Jamie felt cold and tired.His eyelids were heavy and his head hurt.He wanted to sleep, and if it had been summer, he might have just done that.Sleeping perched up against a tree - but as it was, it was winter, it was freezing cold and falling asleep could have meant dying too.I don't want to die without fighting! Get up! Fight! Come on!One last time, for Agnes, Jamie dragged himself up and stumbled off a little down the road, his view was becoming blotchy as he made his way up to one last door.He chose a house where lights were still on.It was the last house before a T-junction.For Agnes.Stumbling, Jamie dragged himself along a fence and was grateful for the little help it provided.Three stairs led to a porch.Three stairs had never been harder to climb.With his last remaining force, he knocked on the door.He heard a key turn in the lock and it opened.Relief spread inside of Jamie and he even managed to smile faintly.A tall figure stood in the doorway, but Jamie couldn't make out how the stranger looked or even if it was a man or a woman.Jamie wanted to say something, but his throat was constricted.He held out a hand, barely touching whoever stood in that door and then, his legs gave out under him, his head became heavy and his world faded to black once more.****Sebastian walked down the last stairs, careful to not put too much pressure on his bad knee.He was drenched in sweat from his exercise, his blond hair stuck to his forehead and his white t-shirt was almost see through.He cursed his knee over and over again.He was used to exercising every day, and much harder than how he did now.One stupid fall had probably ended his professional dancer's career.He was a good dancer, with a special affinity for ballet.He had had the leading role in many ballet productions and he had trained to do so for a long time.When he started taking dancing classes, people laughed at him and he was a famous target for the bullies in his school.His twin brother often needed to break up fights for him.Doctors had told Sebastian that his career was over and that, at thirty-three, he was too old to expect a full recovery.The accident had happened five months ago and even though most days Sebastian felt no pain, it only took an extensive training session to mess it all up again.Doctors told him to stop the dancing altogether, but he didn't want to hear any of that.He refused to believe and accept that one fall down the very same stairs he was descending now had ruined his life.One fight too many with his husband had cost him everything.Sometimes, Sebastian didn't know what was more painful, being divorced, heartbroken and single again, or not being able to dance.Every time those thoughts became too much to bear, Sebastian fled to his dancing studio in the attic and danced.It helped him relax, it helped him think.Tonight's dancing session had happened because of fight with his ex-husband.Again.Why Rudy couldn't leave him alone and in peace was beyond his understanding, and it annoyed him that Rudy and he couldn't talk anymore like they used to.Once they had been so much in love that they had vowed in front of friends and families to cherish and to love each other until death would part them.Death didn't part them, Rudy's constant lies and cheating did.The shove down the stairs was simply the last nail to their marriage-coffin.Never before had Rudy been violent and he would never be again.Some nights, the separation and the divorce where harder on both Rudy and Sebastian, like this night.Their eighth wedding anniversary.Rudy had called and wanted to hook up with Sebastian.“One last fuck for old time's sake” Sebastian had declined and Rudy didn't want to hear any of it.Only a little after the call, Rudy's red Lexus had pulled into Sebastian's driveway and they had had a huge fight once again.Rudy had left with squealing tires and Sebastian had slammed the door and stomped to his safe haven.****Sebastian was on his way to the kitchen, to take a painkiller and reward himself with an ice cold soda, when he heard commotion on the street.The neighbor's dog barked aggressively.It never barked unless there was a stranger close to the house.Sebastian shrugged it off, maybe someone was walking his dog or something.Just when he leaned into the fridge, he heard a knock on his door.It was not very forceful, but definitely there.Sebastian took an annoyed look at the digital clock of the oven.It was past midnight.When did it become midnight? It was still light outside when I went upstairs!Half expecting his twin brother, half expecting Rudy to be in front of the door, he limped to the door, glaring at the cane that stood under the coat rack.Sebastian ignored it and hobbled to the door as fast as he could, cursing his hurting knee.He watched through the peephole and saw, that it wasn't Kai and it wasn't Rudy, thank God! But a man who seemed to be badly hurt.Hurriedly, Sebastian opened the door and before he could adjust his eyes to the darkness outside, a young man fell into his arms.He reacted instantaneously to catch the man, doing his best to support the feeble body [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]