Madness for love part 2

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Silas was still sitting on the concrete bench, his head lowered, he was thinking about how he would get out of that situation, how the hell he would find a new job, his chest hurt from not being able to see Sandro anymore, he knew they were just friends, but he still felt frustrated.

With eyes full of tears about to fall from his eyes, running down his face, he raised his head looking straight ahead, Silas had to thank God that the station was empty, otherwise he would be experiencing an unparalleled shame.

With his vision blurred by unshed tears he saw a man approaching him, he didn't recognize who it was, he had the impression that the man was running towards him.

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With every step he took his heart skipped a beat, the anxiety of having Silas in his arms increased exponentially. When he saw him sitting on one of the benches he couldn't control himself running towards him.

He ‘Sandro’ could no longer stay away from Silas for even a minute, as soon as he saw him, he realized that his love was crying, which made him speed up a little more.

— Shouldn't you be at the company? — Silas asked, wiping the tears that ran down his cheeks, as soon as Sandro reached him.

— I ask you the same question?! — He retorts a little indignantly.

— According to Paul, I was fired — Silas says sadly and with his head down, disgusted with everything Sandro moves a little away from where his love was, cursing his employee Paul a lot, even though he wasn't there.

- Come with me! — He stated, holding Silas' arm, pulling him out of the station.

- Go where? — He asked confused.

- Where else? For S.O.S. — He said firmly.

— Have you gone crazy?

— Yes, I'm crazy about you!

Upon hearing such a statement, Silas' body froze, in an involuntary movement he pulled his arm free of Sandro's grip, who looked at him confused.

Sandro looked at him perplexed.

“He doesn’t feel anything for me?” He thought to himself, seeing that Silas was looking at him in confusion, he didn't want to say that, but fortunately he ended up letting go and waited for Silas' reaction.

With his heart racing, Silas couldn't believe what he had just heard, he was dreaming, he only had this explanation, his mind was racing with N situations.

- Since when?

He asked, still not believing what he just heard.

— Since always — Sandro said confused, he ran his hand through his hair, he was really desperate, continuing immediately — I don't know... I think since the moment I laid eyes on you. Silas, still in shock from the revelation, didn't know what he was going to do with such information, Sandro was crazy about him...

“Oh my God, what the hell am I going to do?” He thought, still static in front of Sandro, who was looking at him as if he was expecting something from the other, however Silas was still in shock, his thoughts didn't stop for even a minute, going from what if this happened, to another and another, his anxiety he dominated, his eyes bulging with fright, with all the certainty that this world had no idea how to react to the situation in which it found itself.

—Aren't you going to tell me anything? — He asked, showing insecurity in his voice, he had never seen Sandro be insecure, and they had known each other for a long time.

— I-I'm going to... — Silas begins, raising his head, determined to continue — What do you mean, are you crazy about me?

Sandro looked at him as if he didn't believe what he was hearing, if Silas wanted it to be clearer he would be happy to.

— I'm madly in love with you Silas and I won't accept it as you said... — Sandro was interrupted by his lips kissing him as if there was no tomorrow. He didn't offer any resistance, because what he wanted most at the moment, he never imagined would be kissing his love, the person he most wanted to have in his arms in his life was Silas, and it was Silas himself who had taken the initiative to start kissing him. it.

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When they separated, Sandro placed his forehead against Silas's.

— I love you, Silas. — He said in a whisper, caressing his lover's left cheek with his thumb. — I'm sorry, but I couldn't contain myself...

— If you hadn't done it, I would have done it anyway — Silas confessed in a barely audible whisper, his eyes shining with emotion, he urgently needed Sandro's mouth on his again, but he had to ask — Why did you fire me?

Anger flashed through Sandro's eyes, he didn't expect this question to come so soon, he took a deep breath, trying to organize his thoughts, which were a real mess.

— I didn't fire him...

— So what that crazy Paul told me wasn't true? — Silas asked with an innocent air, the truth was that he was testing the ground, he needed to know what Sandro would say about that.

Sandro moved a little away from his beloved, ran his left hand through his hair, he was certainly having difficulty coming up with a response, he couldn't put it into words, even if he wasn't to blame for Silas's dismissal, he felt guilty.

Silas the looked trying to understand what was happening in front of him, tired of waiting for a response, he turned his foot towards the station exit, despite it being empty, he didn't want to go through everything that was happening to him.

1st Event:

He was fired from his dream job, and by someone who doesn't even deserve to be mentioned.

2nd Event:

The CEO of the fucking company he worked for had come up behind him and kissed him.

His head couldn't be more confused than it actually is.

— Silas, I can explain... — Sandro began, but was interrupted by Silas who turned towards him and threw a punch that hit the left side of Sandro's face.

— Nothing in this world will bring my job back — he exclaimed in tears, heading to the exit of the room where they were.

— What I was going to say was that you weren't fired. — Sandro shouted, hoping that Silas would return to his arms, however, that wasn't exactly what happened.

Upon hearing such a statement, he 'Silas' huffed in anger, marching up the stairs of the station.

Sandro would never have expected such an attitude from his beloved, he understood how he felt, the CEO of the company also understood the anger that his beloved was harboring towards him, it was not now, at this point in the championship that he would throw down the white flag by giving up on his beloved.