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Hartley stiffened, his body completely rigid. “You don’t trust me to take care of you. You don’t love me enough to come out of the closet. Because of some anonymous people. You said you loved me, Cisco. I don’t like liars. I don’t like being a secret. I don’t like being told I’m not good enough.” Suddenly, Hartley’s body jerked to life and he scrambled away from Cisco’s embrace. “You’re just like all of the others. You say you love me just because it’s what I want to hear. Because it’s what it will take for me to give you my life. But you’re going to call me a faggot to your friends. You’re going to flirt with girls in front of me just to make me jealous and then hit me in private if I say that I don’t like it. You’re just like the others. I won’t be your closet case. I won’t be your gay secret to use in private and scorn in public. I won’t go back to the place I was before.” By the end of it, Hartley’s voice was shattered, breaking on almost every word and his fists were balled. The rage. The embarrassment. The sadness. “I thought you were better. I believed you. And I was stupid. I was so MORONIC. I wanted to believe you so hard. I wanted to believe that the man who TORTURED me. With my disability. And you enjoyed it. I was so foolish to believe that that man could love me. I have a type. Men who destroy me. And it’s always the same. Every time I believe them.” Hartley’s fists were balled so tightly that his nails were actually drawing blood on his palm but Hartley didn’t even notice. 

“It’s not that I don’t trust you-” Cisco started before Hartley suddenly scampered away from him. The words Hartley said brought tears to his eyes. Was that really what he thought? “I trust you, Hartley! I would never do any of those things! I’m just not really ready to tell my family and take another shot to my already shattered mental state.” Cisco thought about physically reaching out to Hartley, only to pull his arms and legs closer to his body instead. “I love you Hartley. More than I have ever loved anything or anyone.” He paused, wiping his eyes with one of his hands. “No estoy listo para enfrentarlos.”  Cisco mumbled after a decent amount of silence, hiding half his face behind his knees.