Alfred was sitting on the rooftop of the building of his workplace. Now wiping his eyes to try and stop the tears threatening to fall out. It was all his fault, him and his stupid heart making him go blind and stupid. Also him.They had started their "relationship" a few months ago. Alfred couldn't have been happier about it. He still remembers the day perfectly…
Alfred was a seventeen year old teenager intern working for Francis Bonnefoy at a local newspaper; nothing special. Though Alfred found himself with a very huge crush on his boss. There was something about him that drew Alfred in. The teen always looked forward to going to his internship.
Alfred came barging in loudly, as usual, talking about something he was pretty sure Francis would hardly pay attention to, but he still kept talking.
"Alfred," said Francis in a seductive purr. Alfred blushed a bit. God, the things he wanted this man to do to him. Alfred gave his full attention to his boss and looked him directly in the eye, despite being flustered by the look he was receiving.
"Ya Francis, what is it? I finished all-" Alfred didn't get time to finish before he found himself pressed against the wall with his boss's lips on his.
Alfred was caught by surprise at first, but then quickly returned the kiss. He didn't protest when Francis slammed him on his desk and began to take off his shirt. Francis slowly kissed him from his neck to his stomach.
"a-ah...Francis," breathed out Alfred.
"Heh. So cute," he heard Francis say deeply. Francis kissed him once more with great passion, Alfred couldn't have been happier.
That day was when all of it started...when his boss had first taken him..
Alfred cried more. If it hadn't been for that day none of this would have happened! Ha. Like you ever did anything to stop him every time he pulled you into his office and fucked you on the desk or anytime he advanced on you otherwise. Alfred sobbed even more; it was his fault for being so stupid. He believed his boss could actually take him seriously and see him as more than just his toy! Alfred looked down into his boss's office to see his wife screaming at him with tears running down her face. He could hear what she was saying. In fact, he was sure anyone within a mile could hear.
"How could you do this? You disgusting piece of shit!" She slapped Francis; he did nothing to stop her. He knew he deserved this. "You fucking cheater! How could you do this to me! To your son Mathew!" She fell to her knees; Francis just stared at her, then turned to Alfred out on the roof. There was regret in his eyes. Regret. Of course there would be regret, this was all just one big mistake. Forget those months we spent together. Erase them, then, from your memories. They were nothing but mistakes! If possible, Alfred felt his heart break even more. Or were those just the remaining pieces breaking?
"I want a divorce." He heard Francis tell his wife.
Dear god, he feels like scum for ever getting involved with Francis. The man he loved was married and had a son about his age. He had just ruined a marriage and a family, all by just being in love.
"What!" She shrieked in shock. "Fine," she sneered. "Go with your whore!" With that she turned and left. Francis looks at Alfred and smiled.
Alfred felt worse than before…
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