It was dark and especially cold on this very night.
Screams were heard but silenced as soon as it tried to make a complete word.
The darkness in one's heart was creeping closer forever to be gone in the black infinity of his soul. Even the hope that he had felt was slowly disolving away leaving only one small glimmer of light.
When his screams were silenced he decided it was futile. His pride and shame would no longer let him scream on this fateful night.
His pride for he thought he was better then this and that this pain he was feeling would go away soon. The shame for he was letting this happen to his frail yet beautiful body that he for so long has worked on to keep it this figure.
Soon the pain did stop but only with the sound of those sickening sweet words that has haunted him since the first time he felt this pain. "I love you." Those words that were suppose to bring joy to his ears only caused more pain and confusion when uttered every night.
Why is this happening? Has God forsaken him by letting this happen to him every night for the past 6 years? Why would the person that "loves him" be causing him so much pain?
His questioning was silenced by his quiet whimpers when he heard the man walk out saying, "Good Night my sweet, Tino." Satisfied with his words the man walked out leaving Tino to cry in his bed for the last time.
It was especially dark and cold this night for another man that was in the streets limping in an akwardly fashion as people stopped and stared at the battered man.
He was tall with pale blonde hair and beautiful azure eyes yet with his glasses caused him to seem like he was glaring which would scare a child.
The pain he felt was undescribable. He was in pain for he got in a fight with a friend of his's ex boyfriend. He had mistaken him for he thought he was her new man was infuriated by this and decide to assault him with his friends close behind. Instead of fighting back, which would hurt his friend to see her ex in pain, he let them assault him which was a big mistake as soon as the fight began.
The men had bats with them but the ex had a knife which he was slashing away in the air trying to cut the tall swedish man. But soon after everything went black when he heard a scream of his friend and her ex saying, "Begone SATAN!" It was odd hearing that but when he awoke he realized he was on the street outside of his friends apartment.
The man was used to getting into fights for he used to be part of a gang and was the gang leader's bodyguard but thi was the only time he ever experienced this kind of pain.
He walked (or rather limped) all the way outside of town into the woods not knowing where he was going but all he knew was that he wanted to get out of this town. He walked for what seemed like hours until finally he could no longer walk.
When did it start to rain, he wondered.
He looked up at the sky wanting to see the beautiful stars he so loved but only saw was the branches of trees and the darkening clouds raining as if it was weeping for him. His knees collided with the ground leaving him to cringe from the pain. But soon darkness took over once again as he fell to the ground leaving him to think he was going to die.
Fortunatly the hope that was dying out inside of him would change those plans for tomorrow, everything was going to change.