Pulling Puzzles Apart

Chapter Twenty One :)

Hello guys…it seems like ages since I've wrote a chapter of this story. I hope to get back in to it all again now. Life has been pretty hectic. Anyway for anyone who is still interested in this I hope you enjoy.

Nothing could have prepared me for heart-breaking truths of Brendan's past, I couldn't even begin to imagine how alone and frightened he must have felt. Eight years old and he had already gone through so much, more than most people go through in their lifetime. How could he think that I wouldn't want him now? If anything this had made me want him more if that is at all possible. I don't even know how a father could do that to his own son, he was supposed to protect him and show him the greatest love in the all the world. All that monster has ever done is destroy him and he will keep destroying him because how do you even begin to get over something like that. The only thing I can do is be there for Brendan, show him how important he is and how much I love him.

As I held him tight I couldn't stop the tears, I could hear him crying now too and although I should've been strong for him I couldn't help it. He had just shared so much with me and my heart ached for him. All I want to do now is be there for him and wrap him up in my love, protect him from the pain that he lives with every day. He had been there for me, listened to me when I was at my lowest and even though it was his job at the time; he still helped me and gave me hope when everything in my life seemed hopeless. I don't even know how long we stayed that way for, but I guess it didn't matter; nothing else mattered at this moment in time but him. When he eventually disentangled himself from me, I wanted to pull him right back into my arms. His eyes were puffy and bloodshot and I'd never seen anyone look so broken before. It made me want to hold him even harder and never let go and if I could take away his pain and feel it myself I would in a heartbeat.

"Bren…I'm so sorry, are you okay?"

"Yes Steven, for the first time in a long time I think I am."

"I'm sorry that I can't take it away, I want to help you and I can't."

"Ye wrong Steven…you've helped me more than ye will ever know."

"How? how have I helped you?"

"Because ye listened and ye are still here wanting to be with me."

"Why wouldn't I be? Do you really think I'm that much of a monster?"

"No Steven of course not, but for the longest time I thought that I was. I thought that I deserved everything that Seamus put me through and I thought that eventually I would disgust ye the way that I always seemed to disgust my Da. I know now that it was him; I just got in the way. I didn't think I'd ever have a future."

"We've got a future together now though Bren…we don't have to worry about anyone else. It can be just us."

"Do ye mean that?"

"Yes I mean it. I want you more than I have ever wanted anything in my life. I'm addicted to you."

"Ye have no idea how happy that makes me."

"You feel the same?"

"Ye don't even need to ask me that. I couldn't give ye up for anything."

It felt pretty amazing talking so deeply with Brendan, things seemed pretty good between us and although his past had been pure torture for him, I knew that we could face anything together. He knew now that I wasn't going anywhere no matter what. He'd only just scratched the surface of his past with me, but what was important was him knowing that he could talk to me anytime that he needed to. It physically hurt me to hear about what his dad did to him, but I would listen to him every day for the rest of my life if that was what he wanted. We had both done things that we weren't proud of, but those things only seemed to bring us closer together. It didn't matter to me about Vinnie or the people he had killed, all that mattered to me was him and if that made me a bad person then so be it. I know that we still had so much more to find out about each other, but I want to know him…everything about him, good and bad.

The next thing I felt were his lips on mine and I kiss him back with everything I've got. He kisses me passionately like it's the first time and the last time that he will ever kiss me again and I thrive on it and the way he makes me feel. He picks me up, carries me to the bedroom and I hold on to him tightly, my lips never leaving his. He puts me down on the bed and stares at me intently, the way he looks at me makes my heart skip a beat and I know in that moment that I never want to see anyone else look at me. My heavy breathing is getting heavier and I'm so turned on at the sight of him that I think I could just explode without him even touching me. I pat the bed for him to join me and he does immediately. I feel his strong masculine body press up against mine and I throw my arms around him and kiss his sweet lips. He plunges his tongue deep inside my mouth and I am mesmerised by him. I let him take me to a place that only he can.

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