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So, back to the story, shall we? Now comes the second part of Gus' past.
Even more tragedy (I know I suck at titles, sorry)
After Gus had told his best friend how he had lost his mother, he sat there beside him, leaning against his chest and crying silently. Spectra was shocked what the blue haired boy went through when he had been this young. The blond himself has lost his mother too, he knew the pain Gus went through, but he had lost her at the age of sixteen, when he was a teenager, who had a proper view for reality. Gus was only eleven years old when he watched his mother being shot, while she wanted to protect her son and he assumed that it was much harder to digest the loss in this situation than in his own.
Spectra felt Gus slowly stopping to shake and heard him sniff. He looked down to him and wiped his tears away while the other boy looked up to him, thankful that he was there for him. As Spectra saw that look of his, his chest tightened; he couldn't take seeing his best friend suffering and started to stroke his arm again.
Gus took a deep breath and cleared his throat to go on since there was more to tell. He was really glad that Spectra would finally know everything about him and he was really happy that the blond was this understanding. The only one who would listen to the story and comfort him no matter when and where was one of his best and his longest friends, Volt Luster. He now lived in Betacity with his family. Gus had known his family for a long time and he really loved them, they were the family he always wanted to have. Volt's parents were really loving and caring and his two little sisters were just sweet and very well educated just like Volt was. Anyway, now that Gus calmed himself down, he sighed and went on telling Spectra about his past.
"So… After that happened I had no choice, I had to go back to my father, of course the government didn't care what happened to an unimportant child like me." He said.
"That was when Zenoheld ruled over us, right?" Spectra asked, looking at his friend. Gus nodded and rested his head on the Pyrus brawler's shoulder. Spectra knew very well how bad society's been when Zenoheld ruled in Vestal; there were crimes going on everywhere, people being robbed, kidnapped, raped, even murdered. These crimes were everywhere except for the area where only people who actively supported the former king were living. People like his father. He and Mira grew up in this safe and luxurious area with their father, who had always been very strict. Professor Clay never allowed his kids to go to the dangerous areas and they also went to a different, a special, school for well educated students. That all just so Zenoheld didn't need to care for the whole population, although it was actually his job as a king.
Spectra gently stroked Gus' hair and hummed, as a sign for his friend to continue. Gus apparently understood the message and swallowed before speaking again "My mother's funeral was a week later…" Gus' voice was steadier by now and he spoke more clearly, even though it was only a little bit. "Of course my father didn't even bother standing up from the couch that day, he didn't even care that she was gone." He said with an angry voice, clenching his fists.
Of course he was mad at his father; every father should be there for his child and not be a complete dunk asshole like Gus' has been. Even Professor Clay has been a good father, at least until he became a closer worker of the king.
"Anyway… That day I was sitting in front of her grave until a cemetery worker walked up to me and told me to leave because he wanted to close this place for the night. I didn't even realize that I've been sitting right here, where I sit now, all by myself, staring at her grave and crying for hours." Gus' voice began to break again and he held back his tears, he didn't want to break down now, there were still things he wanted, he needed, to tell Spectra. So he swallowed his tears and sniffed before he continued talking. "You know.. A grave is a strange thing" The Subterra brawler said, causing Spectra to give him a surprised look. "Why's that?" He asked his best friend, since Gus didn't seem to notice his look and started to drift off in his thoughts again. Gus blinked, looking up to the blond boy "It's just… we are looking at the grey death while in front of it, there is blooming and colorful life." The smaller boy explained, still looking up to his best friend. It Spectra took a while to understand what the boy meant, but in the end he looked away from Gus' emerald eyes and looked to the grave. Of course; how didn't he understand right away? He looked in his green eyes again and nodded slightly. "Yes, I never looked at it that way…" He admitted. A faint smile forming on Gus' lips and he looked away, moving a little bit closer to his friend. Spectra didn't mind, he actually liked Gus' closeness and pulled him a little closer. The younger boy's smile faded as he was about to continue and Spectra was silent and waited for his friend to collect himself.
"So after I had to leave, I didn't want to go home. My father didn't care anyway and I didn't want to see him, so I just walked to the park and although it was raining, I just sat down on a bench and continued mourning. It… It was just too much to handle. I had no one to talk to, no one who'd be there for me, no one who'd listen to my sorrows.
After a while of sitting and crying a man walked by and saw me. He was a friend of my father and he'd always been like an uncle to me, he always played with me and always had made me laugh. He asked me if I was alright, he seemed worried and took me to his home. He was so nice and he heard me out, he let me take a shower, gave me something warm to eat and let me sleep in a warm bed." He said, his face becoming more and more painful and Spectra divined that there was something horrible coming now. "But in the middle of the night, he came into my room and…" Gus started to tremble and had to swallow hard to hold his tears and terrible memories back.
Spectra understood, without Gus saying one more word. He just embraced the boy and held him tight, gently stroking through his hair, feeling rage building up inside of him. Whoever this guy was, he wanted to kill him for what he'd done to Gus. He wanted to see him suffer the way his best friend had to because of his perverted cravings. But instead of showing his anger, he kept it inside, so he could comfort the blue haired boy "Let it out.." The taller one said gently, he knew that it would feel good for Gus to cry. He wanted to ease his best friend's pain at least a little bit, he wanted to help him, to give him the friend he didn't have back then. Gus couldn't hold back his tears anymore, too much pain and too realistic memories still haunting him since that night. The blue haired boy clung to his best friend and let his emotions out. Sure, a few years later Gus did gain a very good friend, a friend who was there for him, a friend who cared about him, but it felt good to tell all this to Spectra. After all Spectra was more than his best friend to him. Gus really respected him but he had to admit that he felt more than respect and friendship for the blond boy, he loved and admired his master and he hoped that his best friend would someday feel the same way towards him.
They sat there for at least ten minutes, Gus crying and letting his pain out, and Spectra comforting his friend. After Gus had calmed down again, Spectra took a tissue out of his pocket and cleaned the younger boy's nose softly. Gus let his friend do and chuckled a little bit. He felt better after he let his emotions out and let his head rest on Spectra's shoulder. "Thank you.. " Gus murmured. The blond boy looked at his best friend and smiled "You don't have to thank me. I'm happy that you entrusted your past to me." He said and looked at the grave again. "So… How did you manage to live on after that?" the taller one asked, suddenly realizing that the younger boy was not only his best friend but also the most important and precious person in his life. He realized he wanted to know everything about the blue haired boy.
Gus smiled and closed his swollen eyes "A friend helped me to stand that through." He said looking up to Spectra. "You want to know about him too right?" He asked, smiling at his friend. "Sure, if you don't mind telling me." Spectra said, returning the smile.
That's all for now. Please review and let me know how the story is until now.