Flash Fiction Friday – Shy
Posted January 27, 2012on:
“Barry?” Charlie gazed at his new lover with widened eyes, admiring his beautiful body. He knew Barry had been through hell but he wanted to show him something beautiful still lie behind those scars.
“I…” Barry stuttered and refused to look at the camera. “I don’t understand what you’re trying to prove, Charlie. I’m ugly,” he cried. “They messed me up with they threw me to the ground, kicked me, and…” The tears ran down his cheeks.
Quickly, I sprinted to him and lightly kissed his lips. “No you’re not, babe. They haven’t taken the most important thing…your beautiful spirit.”
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