Heal My Heart, Hurt My Soul

Dave: didn't know how to handle the present situation at hand. The evidence made it evident of other play going on and even with his attempt, Eli wasn't buying it. Anxiety grew in the pit of his stomach the longer Eli tried to examine the mark, but he knew if he tried to cover it up, the guilt would look even more prominent to him. How could he have been so careless? Months of this, and one slip like this was going to ruin the foundation of their relationship. Granted, he knew that he had ruined it the moment he took up another, but he knew that Eli was for the long run, not merely a moment like Jacinta was for him. He knew that the damage had already set in when Eli removed his hand from him and then denied his kiss. Never in his entire life has David had him deny his touch. He knew that there was no way of getting out of this now, Eli far too convince for the worst. He felt his heart sinking at the thought of him losing him being the only inevitable outcome of this entire thing. But he knew that if he confessed, he would leave. He knew if he lied, he would leave. There was no better option of the two, so he chose what he knew to do best; he lied. "No, there is nothing going on, I've told you this already." Sighing and then standing, Dave began to walk Eli's way but upon his backing up, he stepped back himself, feeling everything fall apart. He noticed Eli's gaze fixed on the mark, a groan emitting from his lips, then he locating his shirt and slipping it over his body to hide it. "Eli, I told you the truth. I wasn't seeing anyone when we got back together--I'm not seeing anyone," he corrected himself, hearing how incriminating what he said sounded. "You're the only person I am with, I didn't start seeing anyone after we got back together, why would I do that?" When he saw Eli getting frustrated, he moved a bit closer, wanting to hold him but decided against it, unsure of what he would be capable of if he did touch him. At his plea for him to not lie, Dave felt even more guilt wash over him. He knew that Eli was serious and that this was no playing matter but he couldn't tell him about his other lover. He couldn't tell him about their relationship, no matter how much he wanted to. "I'm not lying to you, baby. You're just overreacting. You need to calm down. It's just a hickey, of which you put there. There is no one else that could have done this to me, unless someone came and did it while I was asleep. Listen to me when I say that nothing's happening, we're fine, you're just thinking way too much about this, okay?" He stepped closer, "I love you, and only you. Why would I mess this up? Why would I mess up years and years of chemistry and heartache for someone else? That doesn't make any sense to me, no one is worth that kind of trouble. Please, believe me, baby. You've gotta believe me."

Dave: felt as if there were a million bricks on top of his chest. His arms felt like he swam up a river twenty-times, and were barely movable. His head pounded and his eyelids felt as if there were tons attached to them. But as he heard an overload of sounds around him, very unusual in comparison to his normal surroundings, he couldn't help but open his eyes slowly as he let curiosity awaken him. Upon opening them a little, he could make out a few bodies standing around him, but the light entering his eyes was blinding for a moment. From the voices he could barely hear over the ringing in his ears, he couldn't put two and two together. Dave's vision came too, he focusing around him, and seeing finally where he was; in a hospital. Why was he in a hospital? His father was at his side and his mother was at the end of his bed, speaking with someone he presumed to be his Doctor and another person as there as well, but he ignored them, assuming they were a nurse or something. Hoarsely, he spoke up, calling for his mother, and both his parents immediately alerting to his attention. Naturally, the first question he got out was about how he ended up in the hospital. "Do you remember anything?" "Do you know why you're in the hospital?" "What's the last thing you remember?" To each question, he replied with a nothing or a no. The Doctor excused himself and left him with his parents. When he left, Dave's parents explained what had happened to him. They told him about a car crash he had gotten into, no thanks to his texting and driving habit, and that he suffered some major injuries no thanks to it. Frustration filled Dave's entire body. If he was in an accident, why didn't he remember it? They couldn't be lying to him about it. His surroundings and current state of his body proved their accusations valid. Sighing roughly, he placed his head into his hands, feeling himself growing even more upset as moments passed.

Dave: wouldn't admit this to Eli, probably take this very fact to his grave before he even fathomed mentioning it to him, but he ever since their high school years together, his relationship with his parents had never been the same. Granted, he didn't lie to him when he spoke of his parents when they previously talked and told him of how their relationship was okay, it was, it was just the simply fact that his parents often lived in the past. Specifically his father. Dave would often try to avoid the very topic, or any sort of thing about relationships when it came to him, only speaking to his mother really, but his father would always end up asking something about who he was with. Or what gender he was with. Needless to say, there was a sizablely large gap between them now but even with the rift, David still felt the need to act a certain way for his father, or at least portray that to him. Which was exactly where Jacinta fell into place. Of course, at first when they got together at the beginning of his first college year, he genuinely was with the girl. But from then on, their relationship was a means of back and forth. The only way they got along was by sex, so that's what they did. Occasionally, they would go on "dates" and "define the relationship" but they both knew they were just friends with benefits, taking turns with one another. Dave was always the one to put an end to their relationship, growing tired of her drama that would arise not long after a month or so of "going out". A couple weeks later they would be back together, acting as if nothing had happened. Only, this time, Dave actually had moved on, happily so, yet she wouldn't take that as an acceptable excuse to end what they had. Using a very clever move, she agreed to keep up the charade for his father if he kept his side of the bargain and stayed with her. So now here he was, torn between two people, one unknowing of the other and the other, knowing somewhat of the other but not caring. Any time he saw Eli, he could see the entire thing unfolding before him, a nightmare really, and had hoped that he would be keen enough to never let that happen. Dave couldn't deny that when he and Eli got intimate, it was the best part of their relationship. They knew each other's bodies like a map, what buttons to push and every thing in between. Dave let out a loud groan as Eli attacked his neck, lazily mumbling his name. He kept his hands firm on his ass, closing his eyes and focusing on the pleasure Eli was administering to him. When it suddenly stopped, and Eli uttered the words to him, Dave felt his stomach drop. There couldn't be a hickey there, he careful with that kind of stuff. Quickly thinking, he replied, "Babe, as often as we have sex, you really think you didn't put that there? We were all teeth last time, you have the marks to prove it," he joked nervously, touching a mark he left of his chest. "Now come on, let's finish what we started, huh? Before the food gets finished." he urged, leaning up and kissing him again, hoping to change the unwanted shift in the atmosphere.

Dave: often thought about how he would handle himself if either of his relationships found out about one another. With Eli, he was sure it wouldn't end in his favor. With Jactina, he didn't really care too much. The only factor that played into his fear with her finding out was her relaying that information to Eli. Her feelings honestly weren't too high of a priority. Assuming that he was a smooth and clever guy the thoughts only crossed his mind occasionally whenever he would worry he had slipped up. But over the course of the few months he and Eli had been together, he could proudly say to himself that he had yet to reveal the truth. He had hoped that if it did come out one day, that Eli would be able to recognize that he does love him and not leave him. Flipping the tables of their relationship would be a hard thing for David to go through, Eli never being the one to leave. Sometimes he would put himself into their shoes, wonder about how he would react and needless to say he wasn't pleased by the feeling. But once he got together with either of them, honestly, those thoughts left his mind. Whenever he was with one, the other didn't exist until it was their turn. Though between the two, Dave did prefer to have Eli's company; Jacinta being a good sexual release, but far too much drama for him otherwise. One would think that with his previous relationship with Alli Bhandari that he would have learned or seen that cheating would only end in trouble for him. But even back then, his conscience didn't play much into this. His relationship with Jacinta lasting for months on end, and only seeing Alli again triggered the guilt in him. So who could know what would trigger it in him this time to end his relationship--whichever one that is. The moment Eli's lips pressed to his, Dave immediately ignited, his touch every touch lighting him up and making him come alive. Following behind Eli like a puppy, Dave fell into the couch, smiling when Eli straddled him, and placed his hands onto his hips. "God, I fucking love when you take control," he grinned, leaning up and meeting his kiss. His hands moved from his hips to his ass, grabbing at him and giving him a squeeze, then rolling his hips up against his, emitting a loud moan. He reached up and pulled at the hem of Eli's shirt, lifting it and removing it from his body. Immediately rekindling the passionate kiss, his hands moved around to his back, wrapping his arms around him, pulling him closer to him.

Dave: never intended for things to end up the way they did between them--then and now. His relationship with Eli was the best relationship he had ever had the chance to be in in his entire life. Their struggles and even their different dynamics bettered him in ways he never would have gotten from any other relationship. Ultimately, as cliche' as this may sound, Eli was the best person to ever happen to Eli. Even if he didn't know it. Even now, he was still the best influence he had going on in his life. He taught him so many things in their time together and to this day helps him become a better man than he was before. Pertaining to his side relationship, Eli had no part in that one section of the man. His lustful heart and egotistical side took pride in being able to have two hearts at once. Even going as far as being prideful in being able to have both sexes at once, an even grander title to be able to broadcast one day. Losing Eli once more was never in his plans, he intended for Eli to be in his life for the long run, but he knew if his secret made way to him it would all shatter before him. Without even knowing it for a while, Eli was the one thing that made him feel whole inside of his empty life. Eli was the only one who made him feel again, or at least feel like himself and admittedly, without him, he was nothing. Ultimately half a heart walking around with a fake smile on his face, pretending to be something he wasn't. He knew being with him and another was wrong but he didn't care enough to stop it, the best of both worlds tying into being too much of a pleasure to resist. Upon seeing Eli come from around the corner, he met him halfway, handing him the flowers and rolled his eyes playfully, "I'm whipped, I know." Pleased by his statement, Dave shook his head, "Not at all, it's rather cute honestly. I've been counting down until I got to see you again so if that's pathetic, then we can be pathetic together." He followed behind Eli into the living room as he spoke about killing time with a sly grin on his face, "Well, I think we can find a proper way to kill time," looking over his boyfriend hungrily then grabbing Eli's waist and wrapping his arms around them as he pulled him closer to him so his back was against his chest. "Don't you?" he asked before leaving a path of light kisses against his neck as he worked his way up to his lips.

Dave: admittedly was enjoying his newly rekindled relationship with Eli. After their last encounter years ago, Dave had assumed that that would be the last time he ever spoke or saw of the older boy. Never in a million years would he have thought that he would be able to call him his again, but luckily fate took the turn for the better. Now that he was older and on his own, he could take things into his own hands and not have to worry about people being down his back, specifically his parents. This time around would be different and needless to say the young men took that to their advantage, verbally and physically. One of them being that they were now able to be together in public, specifically on dates, but in public nonetheless. They were no longer cooped up in Eli's bedroom and that sense of liberation made this time around all the better. Although, admittedly, Dave did still take caution when he was out with Eli. Not for the fact of being judged, he could care less about that, more so with the fact of being seen by another person he tried his best to keep hidden from Eli. Tonight though would not be one of those nights, David knowing full and well that he wouldn't have to keep an attentive look out on this night. His secret being home for the night, claiming exhaustion from the day she spent wrapped up in David, leaving a smirk on his lips as he exited for the night. Pushing thoughts of her to the side, Dave grabbed the bouquet of flowers from the passengers seat he had bought on his way to his new destination. Dave exited his car, making his way inside of the building and up to the apartment the two shared with one another. He unlocked the door and walked in, calling out to his boyfriend, "Honey, I'm home," with a grin plastered on his face.