"Welcome to my world. You don't think I've been down this road before? I wanted to save that idiot kid the moment he asked if I wanted him to suck me off when he was all tiny and baby faced. It was creepy and I had to protect him! Why do you think he calls me his dad? Believe it or not, he was worse than he is now and I literally reigned hell on some of the worse people in his life to help but but you take one down and another appears." Of course it was harder for James, Axel was self destructive by nature and he tended to let others rule him for lack of wanting to fight back. That was why Hartley was so important.
"You stand more of a chance than I ever did. He wants to change for you, he wants to actually try. Even if it'll never be perfect, it's still better than it could be and you did that." He tossed the wipe aside and applied some gauze to the worst of it. "The other day he asked me if he should go back to school. All because he didn't want you thinking he wasn't trying."
"Yeah. But what now? He's back to working a lot. Back to using soon, most likely. I hate when he's high, I can't deal with it." Hartley finally took the painkillers, even if he doubted they'd do anything to ease what hurt the most. "He's the best thing in my life. He's all that really matters and they want to take him from me, just because. I'm lost without him. But... You know, he comes back and then he doesn't even want me near him, he doesn't want me touching him. Because he's out there right now, getting fucked by another damn bastard. Why can't we be happy? Is there a law against that? Damn. I told dragon head he had a small dick, at least that's something."
"You're smart, Hart. You'll find a way. Don't ask me how, I have no idea but I think you'll work it out. I would stake my life savings on it but Axel stole those already." For a noble cause, clearly but that was still a total bitch. "I can help, we'll think of something. I want you two kids to be happy and you won't be as long as dicks like that are playing head games." It wasn't simple, Hartley was in a lot of danger and he was bound to be the target if they wanted to control Axel. "... Maybe you should dump Axel." There was more logic to it than that but he was just going to throw it out there.
"No. I'd never leave him. I told him he better not dare leave me. I'm not scared. I'm angry and I'll think of something." No, he didn't know what, but he was determined, he was fuelled. "He's a coward, really. That guy. He wasn't good with me not being scared, totally threw him. I can play head games too and I've got a much better head on my shoulders."
"Yeah but while you play headgames, he can have you raped, murdered and dumped in Axel's apartment so maybe not." James dismissed as he pushed Hartley to lie back before the painkillers kicked in and knocked him down without prep. "You don't have to actually leave him. Just maybe break up on the surface, make distance, remove yourself from being the target then if Axel leaves, it'll be easier. Axel can stand up for himself most of the time but now he has you to worry over, makes him hesitant."
"I'm not leaving him." Hartley didn't even want to contemplate the choice. "Axel doesn't have an apartment." What an argument. He laid down and wrapped his arms around himself, frowning at James. "Stop being mean to me." So, yes, the painkillers were kicking in. He might not be quite that clever any more, but at least he was stating his position clearly. "I need to hold him when he wants to be held. He never cries when he's awake, but he does when he sleeps. I'm not leaving him."
"I won't tell you to do anything then. Just stay with him and love him, yeah?" What else could he say to that? Hartley seemed heartbroken at the idea of even so much as lying about breaking up with him and the apartment was important for... reasons he was sure made sense. James grabbed a blanket from off the back of the couch and tossed it over Hartley, smiling softly. "Relax, just sleep a little. I'll wait for Axel to come home and when he does, you can hold him and make him feel better. How's that for a game plan?"
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"You stand more of a chance than I ever did. He wants to change for you, he wants to actually try. Even if it'll never be perfect, it's still better than it could be and you did that." He tossed the wipe aside and applied some gauze to the worst of it. "The other day he asked me if he should go back to school. All because he didn't want you thinking he wasn't trying."
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