Just how does Maxxi feel towards Tony? Tossa, traitor or the one…
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"Do you think it hurts….being like that? Do you think he's in pain?"
Chris took a puff from his cigarette, his eyes red with age he had never before witnessed. So much had happened in so little time and he hadn't yet had the time to process it.
"He'll be fine. He's Tony. He'll be fine"
Together the two boys sit alone in the park of their childhood. Chris sits on the swing, head down low not wanting to face what's in front of him, what his future might behold.
Maxxi tries to speak but his mouth is dry. The words that want to come out but nothing seems to flow, his mind preventing him. An endless battle against his head and his heart. "I want him to be alright" he states boldly, ignoring his heart as it aches against his chest, trying to break free with every beat as if it were its last.
"You shouldn't fucking worry yourself so much" Chris started as he got up from his swing, stomping on his cigarette as he threw it away onto the lawn. "Tony is fucking alive, that's more than enough to ask for. Sometimes you need to look at the bigger picture. Sometimes you need to realise that the one you love might not be there one day because they have an ex-fiancé they never fucking told you about! Imagine that! Life is only one fucking part of growing up. Fuck it, Tony's a tossa anyway, who gives a fuck."
"I do look at the bigger picture though."
"No you fucking don't"
The boys stand in silence. Frustrated, Chris pulls out another cigarette and lights it, his heart too aches.
A duel between his head and his heart, Maxxi looks at his friend having his final decision in his mind. "I know Tony can be a tossa some times, but when he's not hurting people that's what we like most about him. He's a tossa because he doesn't know what else to be and he acts like a tossa because he thinks that's what we like most about him. It's not his fault he keeps hurting people, it's in his nature. He's not a traitor, he just hurt us. You see Chris I am looking at the bigger picture, Tony is a good guy."
Snorting, Chris taps the ash off his cigarette. "It sounds like you fucking in love with him"
"That's because I am Chris! I'm gay and I'm in love with Tony. And I don't care what you think. Fuck all of you"
Turning his back on his friend, Tony walks off into the cold distance, a single tear streaming down his cheek. His heart no longer aches.