But Who?
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For the next twenty to thirty minutes Aaron and Jackson were submitted to a barage of abuse from the young lad, he called them every name imaginable, his mouth a toxic waste dump for any and all nasty names, he'd called them faggots, queers,arse bandits and rear gunners to name but a few, Jackson remained calm throughout the tirade and this seemed to anger the boy even more he then turned his attention to Aaron, the fact that he seemed to be their prisoner not stopping him from spouting his vehem towards the mechanic.
Aaron was pacing trying to keep his temper at bay, listening to youngster he wondered how someone so young had learnt such a colourful vocabulary and he was amazed that this boy didn't seem to back down he'd thrown the cushion he'd been holding right in Aaron's face he'd then gone on to accuse Jackson of walking around next to naked because he wanted him, the young boy smirking when he saw Jackson's reaction to his latest statement, what he didn't see was Aaron lunge for him and hauling to his feet fist clenched ready to give this demon a bloody good hiding.
"Aaron!"
Jackson grabbed Aaron's hand that was on the boys neck prizing his fingers from the youngsters skin noticing that already the skin there was marked
"No Jackson, he can't say that and Me not react he deserves a smacking and I'm the one to do it"
Jackson backed Aaron out of the room his whole focus now on his boyfriend trying to make sure that he didn't do something he would later regret, he kept his hands on the mechanic chest as he pushed him into the kitchen.
This was the distraction that the boy had been hoping for, hoping that if he kept up his wise cracks that one or the other of the two men in front of him would cave in leaving the way open for him to make his escape and that's exactly what he did, whilst Jackson's attention was on Aaron and Aaron was trying to get past Jackson the youth shot out of the sitting room opened the front door and fled down tha path all the while laughing and shouting at the top of his lungs more obsenities.
Aaron was not prepared to just let the lad get away so raced after him gaining ground only to lose the boy in the woods on the outskirts of the village, he scoured the grounds for a good hour before admitting defeat and returning home to a very anxious builder.
Jackson was waiting on the doorstep when Aaron walked down the path he pulled his boyfriend into his arms only for the mechanic to shrug him off and carried on walking into their cottage, this behaviour puzzled Jackson so he followed Aaron finding him just standing in the middle of the sitting room seemingly lost in thought.
"What is it?" Jackson tried to sooth his partner running his hand down his back only for Aaron to again shrug him off "Aaron?"
"I'm leaving"
The younger man went to climb the stairs intending to pack a bag, the boys words ringing in his ears, if he thought those things then others must be thinking it too, his relationship with Jackson must be wrong, by leaving him he'd be putting that situation right giving Jackson back his life.
"You're leaving Me!" the emotion was clear to hear in the builders voice and the tears evident in his eyes as he blocked Aaron route, they were standing at the foot of the stairs where just a few short hours earlier they'd made passionate love together, no this couldn't be happening!, Jackson lauched himself at the younger man attached his lips to those of his partner and kissed him like he'd never kissed him before he was desperate for his partner and if words couldn't persuade him to stay then surely this would.
Aaron tore his mouth away, much more and he would surrender to his feelings for Jackson he had so much passion for the builder that he didn't think he could survive a day without him but he would try for Jackson's sake, he'd give him his freedom.
"Aaron, don't"
Jackson watched his boyfriend, his life, climbing the stairs planning on walking out of his life.
Aaron walked into the bedroom, looked at the bed, crumpled sheets another reminder of their love making, photo's hung on the walls, all of them, laughing, looking at each other, a young couple obviously in love, but that love was wrong, two men loving each other was wrong, Aaron knew this for certain.
Jackson stood motionless, tears silently falling from his brown eyes as he tried to make his legs move, to go after Aaron, to ask him not to go, to beg him to stay, but what if, even if he begged, Aaron left anyway?, NO, He loved Aaron and he'd be damned if he was just going to let him walk away.
Aaron took one last look at the Bedroom he'd shared with Jackson for the last two years He loved this room it was his favorite in the whole house, as he turned to leave he saw Jackson standing in the door way with a determined look on his face
"Put the bag down, you're not going anywhere"
Jackson walked into the room and quietly shut the door.