HT100 Challenge #2 - Contact Visit - Torn
“And so I …”
Chris was listening as always, but the tension inside him had reached a boil in his chest and was seeping down his arms, frothing into his brain. He pulled Toby into a possessive kiss. Toby enjoyed it, but when he tried to pull back to talk again, Chris held on tighter and the kiss became still more desperate.
“Chris, wait!”
“Please, Toby.”
And suddenly Toby could see it. After three years of quiet visits where their very different worlds met, Chris was done. The walls were broken, he was helpless. Tonight he would return to the haven of drugs.
“No…” Toby cradled him close. “I’ll find a way…” and if he didn’t, they would both be destroyed by their own souls.
Chris was listening as always, but the tension inside him had reached a boil in his chest and was seeping down his arms, frothing into his brain. He pulled Toby into a possessive kiss. Toby enjoyed it, but when he tried to pull back to talk again, Chris held on tighter and the kiss became still more desperate.
“Chris, wait!”
“Please, Toby.”
And suddenly Toby could see it. After three years of quiet visits where their very different worlds met, Chris was done. The walls were broken, he was helpless. Tonight he would return to the haven of drugs.
“No…” Toby cradled him close. “I’ll find a way…” and if he didn’t, they would both be destroyed by their own souls.