contract

hard confirmation & one last chance

Tharn stood to the side, looking to runta who kept her head hung, looking to her cup not touching it.
She looked thinner, hair was thinned a bit, however runta still could light up the room.
He gritted his teeth, both in annoyance with himself for meeting up with her and self hatred a bit for the note he left behind. Taking a deep breathe in he hoped type hadent woke and would be there after this.
Tharns eye widen.
Why do i wish for him to be there when i go home?
He signed heavily.
You are not gay! It was a one time thing. Now go and talk to runta.
Stepping forward, he pulled the chair back to sit, runta looked up with a bright smile.
Tharn gave no expression to cock his head to the side, starring her down.
Slowly her smile disappated.
"Thank.....you for coming tharn."
He then wrapped his arms across his chest.
"I am only here to hear why you left. What is your reason runta?"
She gulped.
"First.....please tell me your....lying....your not really dating that boy."
Tharn gritted his teeth.
"He is 24, same has me, type is not a boy but a man. Also i am not lying to you, we are dating."
Runta's eyes widen.
"Isn't.....He that one person you always complained about?"
Tharn made a face.
"Hate turned to love."
Her lips parted.
"You.......love him?"
Tharns eyes narrowed.
"That is not your business. Now tell me.....other then getting money from my parents.....why did you leave?"
Runta looked down, tears welled up.
"You......know about that?"
Tharn breathed heavily to stand.
He was fuming. It was true. Runta only wanted his money.
She looked up at him.
"Should have known you were after my money. I never should have come here, i do not see others behind my boyfriend's back."
Tears fell down her face.
Turning he left in speed.
To his place, he unlocked the door quietly.
Opening it, he took off his shoes and jacket to step to his bedroom to sign.
Looking to his clock, it was 1130.
He probably woke and read the note to leave.
To his bed he stood over to see it not made and the note crumbled to the side.
Signing, he retrieved the note, to turn flopping his back to his bed, to thin out the note to begin ripping it.
He took a deep breathe in.
"I'm.....so stupid and a gigantic prick to the one person who is always trying to be nice to me even though i have said and done horriable things."
Looking up, he saw the note he shredded and threw up, come down all over him.
Tharn closed his eyes feeling confused, not just about runta but what to do next with type.
The next morning, type woke to take a shower getting tharns scent off of him to go to the agreed upon place to see beo.
To the restaurant, type and beo sat in silence to eat there food.
"Type?"
He had his head hung, consuming the food to then look up swallowing.
"What?"
"I'm......so sorry type."
"Mmm you've....said that before."
Type looked down to swirl his food around eye brows furrowed.
Then he looked to the side.
Beo pushed his cell to him.
Types eyes widen.
It was a picture of sara slapping beo.
He peered his eyes up.
"What is this?"
"I officially broke up with her, i told sara i like another."
Type forked more food to chew slowly.
Swallowing he pushed the cell back.
"Who took the picture?"
"My friend. He knows I'm interested in men. I told him i needed to show the one I'm interested in that i really broke up with sara. So he helped."
"Mmm."
Beo picked up his phone to place it in his back pocket.
He put his head in his palm.
"You don't believe me do you?"
"Well, truthfully not really. You said this before and.....well.....you know what happened next."
"Mmm i know i lied, I've done so many horrible, deceitful.things to you type, I'm so sorry."
Type looked down, brows furrowed.
Beo's eyes darted to then reach his hand over to place it on types.
He looked to it Then to him.
"I know this won't last.long, you and him. I Will stay truthful and celibate for you, no matter how long itll take. I have strong feelings for you type. Please give me one more chance."
Type chewed his inner cheek to take his hand out from.under his.
"You've.....really hurt me beo....i don't know."
He nodded.
"Let my actions speak to you type."
Beo leaned over to place his lips to his.
Types eyes darted. Oddly, he felt nothing, his eyes widen when he pictured tharn.
Bringing up his hand he placed it to beo's chest to push him off.
They looked to another, eyes darted.
"I......am dating tharn, beo...i can't....um.....do things like this."
Beo nodded to grab both of types hands into his.
"I Dont know how you two came to dating but you know how he is to our sexual orientation, its just a matter of time before he cheats on you with a girl."
Type raised an eye brow.
"Mmm You would know."
Type took his hands back to give beo a glare. He looked to him apologetically.
"I know.....i know....but type, i don't want to see you in any more pain. Ill wait for you. Can you honestly tell me you think it'll last?"
Type hung his head.
He shook it.
Beo smiled to take his hand under his chin to make him look up.
"So you see......when it ends ill be there."
Type moved his face in beo's hand. He took a deep breathe in.
"Well, has I'm in this.....i can't see you though. Itll be.just by phone, nothing more, until we.....maybe break up and.....if i find out your lying and your with another i will stop all contact."
Type brought up his hand to place it over beo's, he's eyes darted.
Beo nodded.
"Has long has i can hear from you everyday, I'll be true to you type. I promise."
Type slightly.smiled.
Beo leaned to him to rub the tip of his. Nose.on his.
Type closed he's eyes to take a deep breathe.
To grit his teeth. He saw tharns angery face in his mind.
Opening, them, he saw beo who had leaned back to smile wide.
Type stood.
"Um.....i do have to go. Thank you for this beo."
Beo stood to go to type, he hugged him in a tight embrace.
"I'm here for you type, in any capacity."
Type took a deep breathe in to wrap his hands around feeling conflicted.
Parting they both smiled.
In the taxi, type hung his head to place it in his hands.
God.....fucking.....damn it!
Why do i keep thinking of tharn?
Leaning back, he looked out the window seeing things move passed.
Between you and tharn.....it isn't real.....beo....is real.......
Type took.in.a deep breathe.
10 more months type.....10 more then break up.....