"What the absolute fuck were you thinking?!" Enzo shouts, slapping Seth across the face with an open hand. Seth places his hand over where he was slapped. His skin is warm and stinging. "I'm sorry, I just thought that-""No, you don't think. That's the problem! You don't fucking think about anyone but your pathetic little self!" Enzo growls. "Enzo-""Get out of my face." He walks back behind his desk and sits down. "Get the fuck out of my face before I add more cuts to that face of yours."

Seth nods. "Yes, sir..." He speaks quietly and exits Enzo's office. Seth doesn't fully understand how the argument started. All he remembers is that he was sitting in his lap, like usual, and Enzo got a call. He answered it and told Seth to be quiet. Seth nodded and shifted slightly in Enzo's lap. He felt Enzo tense, his fingers stilled on Seth's hip.

Quickly, as Enzo's fingers stilled, he dug his fingers into Seth's skin, causing Seth to cry out in pain. Enzo hung up the call and slammed his phone on the desk. "That was an important call. Do you have any idea what you fucking do sometimes?" And that's how it went. Seth held the part of his face where he had been slapped and walked into his room.

Seth sat down on his bed, fingers gliding over his silk sheets. Silver knocked on the door twice before entering. "He hit you again, didn't he?" Silver groaned angrily and reached into her pocket, took out the phone and handed it to Seth. "I don't understand why you don't just kill him. I mean, I'll do it if you ask. Make it quick and easy." Seth looks up at Silver, softly smiles and goes back to opening his phone to text his lover.

"I don't know, I don't want you to go to jail because of me." Seth speaks, typing his message out. It reads: 'I'm coming over tonight. Have the door unlocked this time.' "Are you kidding?! Of course I'd go to jail for you, as long as it keeps you from this." Silver threw her hands in the air. "You gonna see him tonight?" She asks, her tone changing quickly.

Seth smiled brightly and nodded. "You know I will." Seth stands, pockets the phone, and walks over to the window. "How's everything looking out-""It's fine, I made sure of it. All the guards are going into the garage now. Hurry. You don't have much time." Seth opened the window and quickly escaped. He jumped down from the balcony - he'd done it many times before, and his room was on the first floor anyway.

He ran towards the front, threw the car door open and hopped inside. He stabbed the key into the car and started the engine. He pressed his foot on the gas and sped away.

**

He parked the car a few blocks away from the apartment and began his walk. Once he got there, he knocked three times before opening the door. When he got inside, he took off his coat and placed it on the couch before going around the apartment to look for his lover. "..." He calls out, walking into one of the rooms. He found him there, sat up on the bed. "Hi.." He spoke softly, going further into the room.

"I missed you." Seth climbed into the bed before lying on it. He looks up at him, listening as the other man speaks to him. Then his lover notices the mark on his face. "It's nothing.." Seth winces as his fingers press against the slap mark. He pulls back and sits on his calves. Tears well in his eyes as he looks back on the memory. He crawls into his lover's lap and presses a desperate kiss to his lips.

He pulls back and looks up at him. "Please, I don't want to talk about him. Make me forget. Please make me forget about him." Seth whimpers.