the mafia

regret

Tharn woke up the next morning feeling good and relaxed.
He rised his arms up to then bend them down to feel his own body.
Confused, he opened his eyes.
Peering down he cocked his head to the side then he looked around types room.
Where was he?
Tharn got up to shuffle himself off the bed.
Then he got up to check his bathroom. Looking around he wasent there.
Tharn turned around hesitating keeping his eyes narrowed to the floor.
Where was he? Did he regret having sex with me?
Tharns eyes widen.
The next week type indulged himself fully into the jobs.
The first day he got a hotel room to recover. His ass really hurt. Type had too leave at 3 in the morning to go to the pharmacy.
Type felt like a woman who got there cherry popped. Tharn had made type rectum bleed a bit from the roughness.
In complete disguise he got the medication and the pain killers.
Once inside the hotel, he applied then took the painkiller.
Laying on his stomach type was numb. This isn't how he thought his first time was going to be.
This wasent love. There was no love in any of it. Just a Lesson. Just sex.
Type closed his eyes in pain.
He should have stopped it. Type shouldn't have allowed these lessons.
What did you really expect type?
Why do you think for one minute there would be love into it?
You don't love him, he doesn't love you.
Types heart beat unevenly.
Passing out he didn't want to think.
The week he did nothing but work.
He both ignored and stayed away from akira and tharn.
Type was in a secluded spot rubbing alcohol on his fists wincing in pain.
He felt like he was in a love triangle.
Type had un requited love for akira and he was just being used by tharn.
How did my life end up like this?
He furrowed his eye brows.
Once done type put the alcohol under the sink then turned around going to another job.
Walking down the hall he froze for a moment then he compoused himself.
Continuing forward tharn grabbed him by the wrist to take him into a room. Closing the door he pushed type to the wall next too the door.
Type looked to the floor.
Tharn put his hand palm faced down near types head.
"So....why are you avoiding me?"
Type took a deep inhale.
"Who says I'm avoiding you?"
Tharn cocked head to the side.
"Well, you haven't been showing up to your lessons. Also you have been over working yourself. I didn't say anything til now because id thought id let you heal. However, it is now turning into week 2."
Type gulped nervously.
"I just want to work right now."
Tharns eyes narrowed then he leaned his head down trying too kiss Type but he moved his head to the side.
Tharn had to breathe.
"Do you regret sleeping With me?"
Type gritted his teeth.
He couldn't speak.
Tharn patiently waited but type couldn't answer that question.
Tharn then leaned away rolling his eyes.
Then he stood in front of type with his arms across his chest.
"I knew it."
Type looked to tharn.
"Knew what?"
"You weren't ready."
Then He clicked his tongue.
Types eyes narrowed getting mad.
"Let's be honest. All of this is for me to be prepared for your father. Well now i am."
Type didn't mean to say that.
Tharns lips parted. He thought after what they did type wouldn't still want his father.
Furrowing his eye brows tharn took a deep breathe.
"Our lessons are done. Go fuck him for all i care."
Then he left slamming the door.
Types lips parted and he kept his eyes to the door.
Then he looked forward to hit his head on the wall.
After having sex with tharn he no longer desired akira to his dismay.
However, he still regretted having sex without love.
He didn't think that would matter this much for him but it did.
Type took a deep breathe in, his heart sank.
Pushing his back from the wall he opened the door going out.
Just go do your job type. Stop thinking about tharn. To him this is probably going to hurt a bit but tharn will get over it with someone else.
Type cracked his neck stiffly hating the fact tharn was going to, with someone else.
Then his body went forward a bit.
Akira put his arm over his shoulder.
"Ummm akira?"
Type looked to the side at him.
"Where are you heading? I need to talk to you.".
"Ah a job."
Akira shook his head.
"This is more important come with me to the Bar."
Type nodded.
Getting to the bar akira got them two shots.
Type just looked down at his shot thinking of tharn.
Akira downed his then looked too type.
"Not thirsty?"
Type gulped then downed the shot.
Making a sour face he placed it back down.
"So...what do you want to talk about?"
Akira waved for another shot.
Type turned to akira. He could tell he had something on his mind.
Akira stared down.
"Im hearing things type."
Types eyes widen.
Calm down.
Taking a deep breathe he downed his shot.
"I know you've been spending time with tharn."
"Um, he's been helping me."
Type shrugged. Does he know?
"Well, since you've been around have you've noticed anything?"
He doesn't know.
"No. Why?"
"I think he might be gay."
Type took a deep intake.
Keep yourself calm type.
"Why you think that?"
"Well, he's always in his room at 7 then doesn't leave for an hour. I also don't see him with any girls."
Type rolled his eyes and patted akiras back.
"Your thinking too much."
Akira downed his shot.
Then he looked to his watch.
"Well were about to find out."
Types eyes widen.
"What?"
Then Akira got up motioning with his chin for type to follow. Type got up to follow him nervously.
Shit! Shit! Shit!
Tharn stopped the lessons but would he be waiting for type?
Akira passing a table before the stairs grabbed some paperwork.
Then they made there way to tharns room.
They stopped in front of his door.
Akira gave the Papers to type then motioned with his eyes for type to knock on the door.
Type looked to akira questionally. Maybe he did know.
Gulping type looked to the door to knock.
Tharn answered with his shirt off looking to type and his father.
Types lips parted then he gritted his teeth.
Behind tharn was a naked woman in his bed. The blanket was up to her chest has she looked surprisling to them.
Akira relaxed his demeanor. Type was fuming but he had to appear the same.
Tharns eyes darted between them.
"Yes?"
Akira pointed to type.
"We have some paper work for you."
Tharn held his hand out and type handed them to him a bit rough.
Tharn looked to akira questionally then looked back to type.
Akira shurgged.
Type couldn't handle this anymore.
He looked to akira.
"If that is it im going to call it an early night. "
Akira nodded.
Without looking back type was pissed.