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"Marty," Theo said laughing softly, "You and Ray are seriously insane."

Laughing happily at the younger man's words I leaned across the park table and threaded my hands through his short black hair. A soft, shy, dimple filled smile came to his lips as he let me tug him closer until I could press my lips against his.

The kiss was just as innocent as ever, but I could feel a warmth spread over me. It was like this every time we kissed. Hell, whenever we were touching I felt so warm and at peace.

"You love me," I said pulling back.

"I do," Theo said nodding, "I love you so much."

Theo moved back so he was sitting on his bench, but his pale fingers entangled with mine. I stared into his electric blue eyes for a moment causing a blush to appear on his cheeks.

That was one thing I loved about Theo. It was so easy to make him blush and I loved seeing that splash of red on his pale skin. You'd never believe that he had been surfing for nine years, since he was six, if you looked at the tone of his skin.

"Hey," Ray said loudly, "What about me?"

"I love you too," Theo said softly.

Ray placed a kiss to Theo's cheek causing the younger man to blush even harder. Both of us laughed at that, but Ray's smile was quickly replaced by a look of pure anger at something behind me.

Turning around I felt my stomach drop when I saw Theo's father. Theo quickly pulled away from me and tried to stand up only to trip over the bench and fall to the ground.

"What have I told you, Theodore?" Mr. Watson growled out.

Theo quickly jumped to his feet as his father got to the table. Anger started to bubble angrily inside of me as I watched my boyfriend basically tremble in fear of his father.

There was nothing I could do though. His father was an extremely wealthy man who had so many police members in his pocket that we'd end up in more trouble if we tried to tell anyone.

Running away wasn't an option either. Not for lack of trying. Every time we tried though he found us. And he punished Theo for that. I still shuddered at how broken the younger man looked after the punishment.

Everything in me way telling me to just grab Theo and run. Before I could even move though he shot me a look begging me to just let things happen. Not for his sake, but for mine.

He knew the dreams I had for my future and he knew that one call from his father would destroy that. So I watched as Mr. Watson roughly backhanded his son causing him to stumble into a tree.

"I told you what would happen if I caught you with these people again, Faggot," Mr. Watson said gripping Theo's arm and pulling him away form us.

"Dad," Theo said fearfully, "Please don't."

"Say goodbye boys. Theodore here is going to go visit some people. Next time you see him he'll be fixed. What am I saying? You'll never see him again."

"No. Marty. Dad, please, don't. Marty…"