Meet The Family

"The door's locked," he said very quietly. "To keep the freak in, I'm sure."

Hagen clenched his fists. He was really, really sick of hearing that.

"No, unlock the door or give me the key or something." He snapped, fastening up his belt. "Or else!"

He smiled softly.

"Or else what, Hagen? You'll hurt me?"

"You know what? Yes." He snarled, grabbing Marius's long hair. "If you don't let me out, I'll rip out your stupid, fucking long hair."

Actually, Hagen knew he would never do that; he really liked Marius's hair. There was pretty much no way he'd do anything to harm it.

Marius met Hagen's eyes.

"Please do, if it'll make you feel better."

Hagen snarled, looking away.

"Fuck you. Let me out, you sonuvabitch." He replied, letting go of Marius's hair. He knew he couldn't do it, anyway.

"Why? Do you want to tell other people I'm a freak? They already know, Hagen, so there's no point."

He grabbed Marius and shook him.

"Shut the fuck up and let me out! I don't want to be locked up here with you, some psychologically unstable, borderline murdering psychopathic douche!"

"But Bruder said you have to stay here," he replied. "So you'll stay here. I like Bruder."

Hagen grinned.

"Wait till I tell my brother about what a freak you are...You think he'll like you then?" He hoped this plan worked. It was all he had. "Just let me out and I wont tell him."

"...Tell him," he said quietly, nodding. "Yes, tell Bruder. He'll hate me--but he deserves to know, right?"

Dammit. That was his only plan.

"...Okay." What else could he say? "...just let me out."

"No," he replied. "I made a promise."

Hagen punched Marius in the jaw, as hard as he could.

"I don't care!!" He shouted.

Marius recoiled in pain, cradling his jaw.

"Hagen!" he exclaime din shock, tears welling in his eyes. "I...excuse me, I need some ice." He slid off of the bed, pulling his clothes back on.

"I...I'm sorry," he mumbled as he hurried out the door.

He followed after him, closely.

"I can kill you with my bare hands, so you had better let me the fuck out before I kill you." He hissed

"Will that make you feel better?" he asked, still cradling his jaw. He hurried to the kitchen and scooped some on the ice in the freezer into a cloth before pressing it against his face.

"Letting me go outside will fucking make me feel better, you assbutt!" He shouted angrily, following him still. "So let me out!"

"'Assbutt'?" he asked, confused. "...In any case, I can't do that. I promised bruder, and I love him."

He raised his hand to smack Marius again, but barely restrained himself.

"Fuck. You! You owe me, so fucking much, you asshole! You get me?! I. Want. To. Kill. You."

"I'll give you anything, Hagen," he said with a smile. "I love you. I'm in love with you. I'll give you anything, except I can't let you outside. I'll even give you sex."

"If you love me so fucking much then you would let me outside." He growled angrily. "I don't want sex, I never wanted sex with you, you stupid, homo faggot bitch!"

"Then why did you ask all those times?" he asked, leaning against the counter. "I don't mind if you don't love me, Hagen--no one else does, so it's fine."

"I..." He hesitated suddenly. "...I hate you. Of course I hate you. Why would I love you, of all the goddamn people?"

He frowned deeply. "...If you aren't going to let me out, then at least kill me so I don't have to be with you anymore."

His lies were just stupid at this point, but he was angry and he didn't even care.

He kissed Hagen on the forehead.

"I love you too much to kill you."