chapter 19

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Narrator POV

"stop bringing it all back."
TW: abuse.

Letters and more letters kept arriving, who was the one who allowed them to send us gifts?
Izzy leaned back against the bed, while Duff incredulously took a look at things.

A blue envelope quickly caught his attention, trampled and isolated from the rest duff picked it up and wrinkled his nose as soon as he opened it

"It's your stepfather's." duff grimaced

"says 'you did a great job kid, I miss you around. I know deep inside you know you miss me too.'"

duff raised his eyebrows and noticed izzy sinking a little deeper into the pillows

"hey, are you okay?" duff asks as soon as he sees izzy scratching his wrists again

"yeah, just, throw it away." He goes back to smoking but Duff is still staring at the paper in his hand. He knew something had happened, he knew it very well but he was too cowardly to say it out loud.

Suddenly Duff looks at the paper, and memories come flooding back

[February 6, 1979]
[Laffayete, indiana.]

"are you sure your mom wont care if i bring cocain here?" the blond asks, getting out of the bed

"are you gonna tell her?"

"no"

"so she wont care you idiot!" jeff watches de blond walking aroud the room "do you have any?"

he shakes his head

"but i can get some..." he gets excited, but then remember "..only in the morning." he snorts, climbing back onto the bed

just some seconds right after it
They hear footsteps on the stairs and both of their eyes widen, Mike looking at Izzy without knowing what to do

"shit!" izzy pushes duff lightly "you gotta go you gotta go you gotta go" mike gets off the bed not knowing where to go "where do i go?!?!"

" behind that! go behind it" izzy points to the small white table, clothes falling down and his guitar blocking any view. It's a matter of seconds before Duff hides and the door opens, revealing the hated stepfather. The light in the hallway appears to be on, but due to the dim light, Duff soon recognizes the lamp outside is on, and his eyes fall on the already opened bottle of Jack Daniels being placed on the counter, hoping that he would forget the whiskey inside the room

Izzy closed his eyes, sinking into the covers and praying that he would go unnoticed.

"i know youre awake."

he says and izzy opens his eyes, sighing and already sitting up a little

jose held both sides of the robe open, exposing his almost naked body

"cmon, be a good boy."

izzy swallows hard

"you know i wont do anything you wont like."

Izzy sighs, staring at the member in front of him. he puts his hand around the base and starts pumping slowly.
the man in front of him hits the brunette's hand, showing disapproval

"you know thats not what i want."

Izzy knew for a fact that this wasn't what he wanted. the brunette stares at the body in front of him in silence, almost without blinking, but soon he feels the older man's rough fingers pulling his hair and pushing his head tightly against his waist, making him gasp

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