Part 15
George lay against Rich's chest. He knew he shouldn't be doing this, Rich had made his choice, and had gotten himself sick, but George needed him. He still loved him, and he couldn't just forget him, and he most certainly could not block temptation. Four years he had spent with Rich, and four years, he had always had Rich when he needed him, he had always been there for Rich. He shouldn't be sitting in his lap, now, especially after what happened six months ago, but he needed this, he hadn't had anyone touch him, in six months, except for last night, and Rich needed him. Rich may have tried to abandon him, but he knew he still loved him, and it would break George's heart, when they had to take Rich to jail, but he needed this. He needed someone to hold him, it had been a long day.
Rich sits contently, his arms wrapped around George's waist, his head resting on George's. He looks into George's brown eyes, not sure how he could have ever done this, they both needed to start, but both didn't know where to begin. Rich takes a deep breath. "I am so sorry, honey, I did things that were very bad. I shouldn't have left you, my life has just gotten out of control, since I broke up with you, you, you were my anchor." He kisses the top of George's hair. "You gave me everything I could ever need -or- want and I was so mean to you, how come you could you live with me."
"I loved you. I still do." George comments, gazing up.
"I know, I love you, too, I have put you through so much, and I shouldn't have done that, especially after the grief you went through after Julie's death, and I know you still miss her, and I was the one to convience you, you were gay, because...." Rich begins to cry. The tear drops fall into George's hair. Rich pulls him tighter against him. George struggles a little so he can actually breathe. Rich realeases him a little. "I am so sorry...George, I am sick, and I injected people with my sickness, so I could get you back, I was going to hold you hostage, so, I can get them to drop the charges on me infecting those people, then we could live together, but, I can't anymore, I missed you George, and I can't..I know I can't have you. I can't do any more harm to you, I have done so much, and you don't know how sorry I am." He cries into George's hair. George takes his hand.
He doesn't know what to say. He frowns a little, he has so much he needs to say to Rich, but he can't. He doesn't know how to say it now.
"Please, say something, Geo, you're scaring me, I need you to say something."
"I...I...don't know what to say. I've had so much to think about today, I don't want to think about this right now, I just want to sit here in your arms, and ..." He buries his head, deeper into Rich's chest.
"Okay, we can do that for now, but I need you to forgive me, Geo, please forgive me." Rich says, wrapping his arms tighter around George.
"I..I.." He is interupted by a knocking on the door. George doesn't move, and neither does Rich. They wait.
The knocking starts again. George slides out of Rich's arms. "I will get it." He says softly, and walks to the door.
(more to come)
George lay against Rich's chest. He knew he shouldn't be doing this, Rich had made his choice, and had gotten himself sick, but George needed him. He still loved him, and he couldn't just forget him, and he most certainly could not block temptation. Four years he had spent with Rich, and four years, he had always had Rich when he needed him, he had always been there for Rich. He shouldn't be sitting in his lap, now, especially after what happened six months ago, but he needed this, he hadn't had anyone touch him, in six months, except for last night, and Rich needed him. Rich may have tried to abandon him, but he knew he still loved him, and it would break George's heart, when they had to take Rich to jail, but he needed this. He needed someone to hold him, it had been a long day.
Rich sits contently, his arms wrapped around George's waist, his head resting on George's. He looks into George's brown eyes, not sure how he could have ever done this, they both needed to start, but both didn't know where to begin. Rich takes a deep breath. "I am so sorry, honey, I did things that were very bad. I shouldn't have left you, my life has just gotten out of control, since I broke up with you, you, you were my anchor." He kisses the top of George's hair. "You gave me everything I could ever need -or- want and I was so mean to you, how come you could you live with me."
"I loved you. I still do." George comments, gazing up.
"I know, I love you, too, I have put you through so much, and I shouldn't have done that, especially after the grief you went through after Julie's death, and I know you still miss her, and I was the one to convience you, you were gay, because...." Rich begins to cry. The tear drops fall into George's hair. Rich pulls him tighter against him. George struggles a little so he can actually breathe. Rich realeases him a little. "I am so sorry...George, I am sick, and I injected people with my sickness, so I could get you back, I was going to hold you hostage, so, I can get them to drop the charges on me infecting those people, then we could live together, but, I can't anymore, I missed you George, and I can't..I know I can't have you. I can't do any more harm to you, I have done so much, and you don't know how sorry I am." He cries into George's hair. George takes his hand.
He doesn't know what to say. He frowns a little, he has so much he needs to say to Rich, but he can't. He doesn't know how to say it now.
"Please, say something, Geo, you're scaring me, I need you to say something."
"I...I...don't know what to say. I've had so much to think about today, I don't want to think about this right now, I just want to sit here in your arms, and ..." He buries his head, deeper into Rich's chest.
"Okay, we can do that for now, but I need you to forgive me, Geo, please forgive me." Rich says, wrapping his arms tighter around George.
"I..I.." He is interupted by a knocking on the door. George doesn't move, and neither does Rich. They wait.
The knocking starts again. George slides out of Rich's arms. "I will get it." He says softly, and walks to the door.
(more to come)