Disclaimer: I own none of the characters. Only the plot is mine.
As Justin stared out the window in the dingy apartment, Ethan practiced "Cantabile" by Niccolo Paganini. Justin's mind began to wander. 'How could I have done this? How could I have left Brian for...this! This disgusting apartment. This guy that says he loves me but then hits me. Sure Brian couldn't say the words to me but at least he didn't hit me. I don't want to be here. I don't belong here. I belong with-'
Justin's thoughts stopped abruptly as he was slammed face first into the wall in front of him. He collapsed onto the floor to see a furious Ethan standing above him. Justin couldn't speak. He only stared, awaiting the events that were sure to occur. "You can't even go five minutes without thinking about him, can you?" Ethan yelled. "I-" Justin tried to speak, but Ethan kicked his leg violently. Tears welled in Justin's eyes from the pain.
Ethan tightly grabbed Justin's arm and yanked him off the ground. He dug his nails into Justin's skin and watched with an amused expression on his face as Justin fought not to scream at the intense pain. "Please, Ethan." Justin whispered, hoping Ethan would stop. He didn't. He threw him against the wall again and just kept throwing punches.
Finally, after more than ten blows, Justin fell to the floor unconscious. Ethan looked at him and walked away. He picked up his violin and resumed playing.
As Justin stared out the window in the dingy apartment, Ethan practiced "Cantabile" by Niccolo Paganini. Justin's mind began to wander. 'How could I have done this? How could I have left Brian for...this! This disgusting apartment. This guy that says he loves me but then hits me. Sure Brian couldn't say the words to me but at least he didn't hit me. I don't want to be here. I don't belong here. I belong with-'
Justin's thoughts stopped abruptly as he was slammed face first into the wall in front of him. He collapsed onto the floor to see a furious Ethan standing above him. Justin couldn't speak. He only stared, awaiting the events that were sure to occur. "You can't even go five minutes without thinking about him, can you?" Ethan yelled. "I-" Justin tried to speak, but Ethan kicked his leg violently. Tears welled in Justin's eyes from the pain.
Ethan tightly grabbed Justin's arm and yanked him off the ground. He dug his nails into Justin's skin and watched with an amused expression on his face as Justin fought not to scream at the intense pain. "Please, Ethan." Justin whispered, hoping Ethan would stop. He didn't. He threw him against the wall again and just kept throwing punches.
Finally, after more than ten blows, Justin fell to the floor unconscious. Ethan looked at him and walked away. He picked up his violin and resumed playing.