Post by castus on Aug 15, 2019 17:52:29 GMT
“Why did you do it? Tell me.”
Castus had barely opened his eyes when Barca was leaning over him, bearing down on him.
Blinking slowly, Cas tried to recall what had happened. Booze. A lot of booze and feeling lousy. There had been a phone call to someone, a goodbye and then…fuck. He’d tried to kill himself.
“I…I was drunk.” He managed, impressive considering there was tubing everywhere and a damn oxygen mask.
Not just drunk, completely out of his mind from alcohol. He'd been don a bender for days, he'd booked time off but found himself all alone with plans cancelled. He’d just gotten so overwhelmingly lonely and sick of being, well, a second thought for everyone. So he'd drunk everything he'd had in the house and then bought more.
Nasir had flirted with him and Castus fallen in love with the man before Nasir saw fit to turn around and make it clear that his intentions had never been anything. Never. That all he wanted was Agron, Castus had been a bit of fun, something different but he’d never meant for blah blah blah...
Then Duro. Duro had seemed to genuinely want him but that had all turned out shit too. He’d only wanted Castus as some second place prize and as soon as Lugo came back on the scene he’d dropped Castus so fast he hadn’t known what was happening.
And why was Barca here now? A few times a month Barca would call and they’d fuck, have rough and wild sex but that was it. Just another guy who wanted to fuck Cas but that was all.
Castus was sick of it, being everyone’s second choice fuck and treated like he had no feelings. So he’d drunk and drunk and drunk just wanting to numb the pain but it hadn’t numbed, it had only gotten worse so he’d gone in the bathroom and…
Castus was sick of it, being everyone’s second choice fuck and treated like he had no feelings. So he’d drunk and drunk and drunk just wanting to numb the pain but it hadn’t numbed, it had only gotten worse so he’d gone in the bathroom and…
Nurses came in, responding to machines registering her was awake and Barca was ushered out as they checked Castus over and made sure he hadn’t fucked his brain up or whatever. Asking him what year it was and who was the President was to make sure he hadn't killed off his brain. And then he was left again, after being shown the call button and being told he was being monitored for 48hours because of his attempt. Great.
Looking up, he saw Barca was back. He knew he looked surprised, he figured the man had gone. Why would he stick around for a random piece of ass?