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King of Hearts Pt. X


I ask you? I could have my life just spiral down and collapse within just this short time. The deeper I searched for an answer the more questions surface. Am I questioning God with his infinite wisdom? Damn right!!! Michael thought to himself. He placed his head within in hands and pray to God that this nightmare would end. He begged and pleaded yet he knew his prayer was going higher than the bathroom floor. The cool white ceramic tile seemed to be the only thing hearing the distant chants from Michael’s mouth. Warm tears cascaded down his face like waterfalls, as the pain never subsided. Michael reached into this pocket, pulled out a folded piece of paper, and unwrinkled the paper. He glanced at the paper as the words burned into this soul. The words on the paper engraved them into the fiber of his being as he read over it once. He sobbed as he arrived at the end of the letter and knew that his life as he knew had changed not for the better.

“Why God?!! Why did this have to happen to me?!!!” He sobbed with bitter pain in his heart as he balled the paper. He hugged the toilet tight, the air was filled with lemon ammonia, and silence ruled the airwaves. The silence roared loudly within the bathroom as his sobbing invaded.

Keys rang out in the distance, silence arrived for a moment, and doorknob twisted in the background. Footsteps filled the hallway, as it became loud almost drowning out the sobbing echoes. The bathroom’s doorknob twisted and the door open to reveal Michael curled up in a ball. Tristan came down to the floor, held Michael firmly, and wiped the tears from Michael’s eyes. Tristan rocked Michael back and forth. Tristan’s stone face cracked as he fought back tears.

“I’m sorry…” Tristan parted his lips and stroked Michael. Tristan’s tears ran down his face. Tristan stroked Michael’s body to try to ease the pain. He knew that wouldn’t ease the pain. Faith has chosen a dark destiny for them as Tristan thought to himself. Michael questioned how in the hell did all of this happen.

“Who would have thought the sneaky bitch…was behind it all” Tristan balled up his fist. Tristan filled with rage as his heart burned. He knew that his life and Michael’s was fucked up forever. Tristan refused to acknowledge this all to be true. “He had us wrapped around his finger…getting me fired, the bills, and separating us.” Tristan paused. Michael got up from off the floor. “So he did all of this to get to me?” Michael questioned as he looked at Tristan. Tristan looked, Michael, as he opened his mouth. “Yes, he did,” Tristan said as he got up from off the floor. Tristan and Michael stood in front of the mirror and looked at the reflection of themselves. They looked beaten and battered. Tristan held Michael in the mirror. “So you know that I…” Tristan kissed Michael silencing him. “I love you Michael” Tristan broke the kiss and looked into his eyes. Michael hugged him tightly and tears rained down his face.

Meanwhile, Greg’s phone rang as he lounged in his bed. “What is it?” Greg answered. “Did you do everything exactly as I told you do?” the voice asked. “Of course, I did” Greg rolled his eyes. “You went through a lot to get your revenge on Tristan” Greg questioned. “That’s what he deserved for breaking my heart” the voice stated with pain. “Oh, Tracy that’s no way to be toward your ex-husband” Greg laughed.

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