Disclaimer: As usual, I don't own the nummy Marco or Dylan or any one else from Degrassi.
AN: Ok, this is different than most. In this, Marco has grown some balls and gotten tougher.
No, Dylan isn't a wimp in this, but he will be submissive to Marco a bit, for my pleasure! Lol.
"My life could be so much better off without you. I could have avoided all the pain, all
the lies, all the hatred, had I not met you. I could have pretended to love a girl, married a
beautiful yound lady and convinced myself I was strait. But then I met you and I lost every
chance of that. Mostly because I loved you so much, but more so because you loved me
back."
Dylan read the words over and voer again. Things were going great between he and Marco.
But what was going on between Marco and the rest of the world was a different story. Dylan
hated to see Marco hiding all he felt because he felt weak, but he hated more that his little sister,
Paige, was the one who told him everything that happened to Marco during the school days.
He was in college now, so he couldn't be there to protect his boyfriend and young love, but
from what he heard, Marco developed quite a backbone lately.
"Each day, as I walk to my locker, I see fag or homo or queer written or taped to it.
There are letters inside that threaten me for being who I am, for loving you. But its
worth it to feel your hand over mine each friday night. You give me the courage to walk
throgh the halls with my head held up high. You give me the strength to fight back
when some one tries to bask me for who I am. I forget about Julia or whomever my parents
want me to be with. I look into some one else's eyes and I see their fears. Homophobia
isn't pretty, but I deal with it for you."
Dylan smiled as he read the second paragraph of the letter. He was glad his young love
was fending for himself. He knew Marco was becoming stronger each day. What other people
thought didn't matter, because Marco knew who he was and accepted it. It made Dylan happy
to know, that even in his absence, Marco used him as a pillar for all this. It was what Dylan
had gone through, and now Marco got the chance.
"Sure, it hurts that Pa won't talk to me or look at me even, but I can't change me. This
is who I've become. And I rather enjoy myself. The extraordinary courage and strenth
within me has begun to surface and I'm not the wimp I used to be. Walking to your
hockey game last week, a group of guys attacked me. I got out of it with a busted lip.
Two of the guys were out cold when the cops arrived. The others fled with black eyes. Hard
to imagine from me, isn't it?"
Dylan laughed at the thought of his cute, Italian, boy toy fighting anyone. But Marco had
become buff. Muscles showed in their most recent love making sessions that weren't
there in the first few. Amd Marco had become more dominant. Dylan mischeaviously grinned
as the night before flooded into his mind. But he needed to get back to the letter.
"Remember when I was gay bashed in the park for the first time? I was so weak then. I
attempted suicide when I got home. Mama and Pa thought the stomach problems were
from the bashing. I let them believe it. And I told every one else that too. But now you know
the truth. My one moment of weakness."
Tears filled Dylan's eyes as he let the younger boy's suicide attempt sink in. True, he himself
had once attempted, but he never thought his lover the type. Marco was always too happy
and bubbly. But, then again, that could be the first sign of depression in people like Marco.
"I know you're probably torn apart by that, but know this: I'm not like that now. It was once,
a long time ago. But now I'm truly happy. I'm not scared or weak anymore. Isn't that a lot
nicer on you? I'd think so. And, while you'll always be my strong, handsome protector, now
I'm protecting you. How, you may ask? Jay Holbert.
The loser brought a gun to school. And I heard him telling Towerz, after he and Paige got
into a fight over Alex, that he was "gonna put a cap in Homochuck's ass.' I stepped around
the corner and pushed Jay into a wall. Then I proceeded to beat the living day lights out of
him. So, I'm writing this to you from the comfort of Sean and Ellie's place. After the two week
suspension punishment, my dad thought it wasn't enough and kicked me out."
Dyaln's mouth dropped open. Marco had become such a bad boy type while still being himself.
The one Dyl loved more than anything. He resolved to call Marco after this letter to let him know
he could stay at the dorm for a while (or forever for all that mattered to Dylan about his love)
until he was ready. But he still had to finish the letter.
"So, yeah, my life could be so much better had I not met you, but you define me now. You are
the reason I live each day. You are each breath I take. And I love you with all that I have.
So, I have one last thing to say. If you love me like you say you do, put this letter down and
open your front door. I'll love you no matter what you chose, but I hope you'll do this.
Love, your 'baby',
Marco del Rossi"
Dylan walked to his door and opened it. At first he didn't see anything, but then he looked down
to where Marco was sitting, now putting his book away.
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CLIFFY!!! YAY!!! Lol, Well, what do you think? I think I can wrap the next part into
the next chap and finish it, but I want to know what every one thinks. I like bad boy
Marco. How about you?