Romeo exhaled a long breath as he unwrapped his hand.
Chad hissed when he saw the wound.
“It’ll probably scar.”
“I have my fair share of scars,” Romeo replied.
The most obvious scar he had was on his face beneath his right eye.
“Me, too.”Chad said softy.
Romeo paused.
Numbers covered Chad’s torso courtesy of Marc Wilson.He imagined it must’ve been a shock for this Chad to have seen them for the first time after waking up in hospital.
“Do you remember how you got them?”Romeo asked.He picked up the threaded needle.
Chad shook his head.“Ally told me, though.She thought I might freak out the first time I saw my chest.”
“And did you?”
“No.”his brow folded.“They felt...I think I’d have been more uneasy if they hadn’t been there, but I know that makes no sense.They felt ...like they fit, like this scarred up body fits with this,” he touched his head.“Broken mind.”
“Is that how you feel about me?Like we fit?”
Chad shuffled, looking uncomfortable.“Yes.”
Romeo took a deep breath.“I used to think that too.”
He looked down at his hand and pushed the needle through his skin.
The pain killed any fondness that attempted to surface.
“But not anymore.”
Romeo struggled to stitch, repeatedly dropping the needle and needing Chad to re-thread it for him.Each time he did, Chad shuffled a little closer on his knees.
Romeo had marked out the radius of his chain with his foot.The faint mark went unnoticed by Chad.
It hurt.Stitching the wound hurt like hell, but adrenaline softened the pain.Chad fell for his trick, inching closer and closer until he crossed the line.
The monster sensed its opportunity to put an end to their drought and satisfy Romeo’s hatred for the man he used to love.He dropped the needle.The thread predictably slipped from the eye.Romeo sighed, tossing Chad a new reel of thread.
Chad caught it and waited expectantly.
Romeo pinched the needle off the concrete, and held it out.
Chad reached.
The monster bit.
Romeo dropped the needle and grabbed Chad’s wrist.He snarled as he yanked him forward, fully into his grasp.Panic flashed in Chad’s eyes, but Romeo ignored it, grasping hold of Chad’s throat in his left hand.
He squeezed.
Chad closed both hands around Romeo’s wrist and squeezed too.
Romeo favored his right hand.
