True love. (Closed with bhdire8.)

[SilentFeather]

Aki was deeply saddened that his husband's cruel words. He frowned, his smile fading from existence.  He wondered as to why he what he was so cruel to him. He looked down at his badly shaking hands, wanting to control his emotions before they came to the surface. "I .. understand." He swallowed in silence, feeling as if he was completely alone whenever Christopher was uncaring to him after rough moments of emotionless sex or whenever they talked. He rubbed his belly, feeling it raise and fall wirh each that each breath his lungs had made in and out of his mouth and past his lips. He felt a strong urge to cry but wiped his tears away. He wanted to argue but he did not want to be with Christopher. Not now, not ever.

He was depressed now, his smile long gone now. He stayed quiet, not knowing exactly why he was not sticking up for himself. He was scared that if if he spoke then he would be either be raped again or beaten severely. He felt sick to his stomach, getting to the trash can and vomiting back up his previously eaten breakfast since the breakfast. He did so for a while knowing that he would be teased at by him, the man that he had once been madly in love with, Christopher. When he was told that he was to be visited later he had thought about keeping the lock on his room sealed so that he would be safe.

He sighed, getting up to his feet, putting all of his clothes in a suitcase. He vomited again after waddling to the tradhcan, crumpling to his knees like a lonely leaf leaving its mother tree after letting go of her many branches just like it's siblings. He was relieved that he would not be sleeping with Christopher. He was tired of being held against his will and broken like glass over and over again. He sat down and sighed softly, he loved Christopher but not as much as he loved Nick. He was shedding tears because of being called names like pig and lazy by Christopher because he wanted to.

He wiped his tears away as fast as he could but they kept coming. He looked down as his stomach, rubbing it gently. He was offended to be called so many many names over the years. He did nothing to him. He wanted to be treated like a true man and not a little boy toy to take sexual frustration out on.