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A fatal mistake	By : fundamellie Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Pet Shop Boys Views: 944 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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It must have been five weeks later, when the door bell rang one evening. Neil was just about to leave for another evening out with Janet and was already running late. He was in no mood for unexpected visitors. He hurried down the stairs, putting on his dinner jacket and arranging his tie as he went. When he opened the door, the sight hit him like a blow in the stomach. Stefan was standing right in front of his door, looking more fragile and lost than ever before. Neil felt all the air go from his lungs, he was speechless and numb and full of fear. He wanted to close the door again and just walk away from this confrontation but he couldn’t move, he was rooted to the spot. Stefan just looked at him for a very long moment, without moving, without blinking, without a word. The boy was the perfect picture of misery and desperation. He appeared to be thinner and paler than usual, like a ghost of himself. When Neil remained motionless, Stefan moved past him into the hallway. He stood there, eyes fixed on Neil’s back, searching for words. Finally he managed to speak with a voice which betrayed too much of his mixed up emotions.
“Neil, we need to talk!”
Neil blinked; he felt as if he was waking up from a very strange dream. Stefan had come to see him, to talk to him. Why was this so difficult? Why could he not just go over there, take this boy into his arms or fall to his knees in front of him if that made any difference at all and beg him for forgiveness? Because he felt that what he had done was beyond forgiveness, because he deserved to suffer the loneliness and the bitter yearning he felt for their former happiness. Neil swallowed hard and closed the door.
“No, Steve, there is nothing left to say.” He turned to face his former lover and it was like receiving a punch on a barely healed wound. He kept his distance and tired to look as indifferent as possible.
Stefan flinched at his worlds and came a few steps closer.
“But why? Why don’t you want me anymore, Neil? Why?” the boy was pleading, despair written all over his face.
Neil ran a hand nervously over his partly-bald head and sighed loudly.
“Dear God, kid! Didn’t I tell you last time? Do you really want to hear it again? Alright, here you go: I don’t love you anymore, Steve! That’s why I did not want to sleep with you that night. That’s why I threw you out. Are we clear now?”
His words send a chill down his own back. How could he be so smug, so cold-blooded and calm? It seemed to work, though. Stefan was crying again. His tears were running silently down his cheeks, his eyes were squeezed shut and he was quivering slightly.
“But… But… I, I, I still love you,” the boy stammered. “Please, you are lying, I don’t believe you. You can have your affairs, you…” Stefan almost choked on this own tears and had to cough. “You can… fuck… whom you want, but please, don’t leave me! Please!”
He was standing right in front of Neil now, tugging on the sleeves of his folded arms.
“Please!”
Neil pushed the boy’s hands away and grabbed him by the shoulders, shaking him back and forth.
“No! I don’t want you back!” he screamed. “I…, I can’t take you back, it’s over, it’s too late.” He added more quietly, as if talking to himself. Then he let go of Stefan’s shoulders and boy sank to the floor, still crying miserably.
“Warum…?” He began again, his sobs so bad that his speech sounded like hick-ups.
“Why? What happened when I was in Munich? What have you done? You can tell me…”
“No, I can’t tell you,” Neil shouted back at him. “I can not tell anybody! Now leave and forget that you ever met me!” He gestured to the door but instead of getting up, Stefan was crawling over to him, hugging Neil’s legs. “Please!”
“No, for heaven’s sake! Get up, leave me alone! It’s better that way.”
But Stefan did not let go, he clung to Neil’s legs as if his life depended on it.
“Why… is it better that way? I don’t understand…”
Neil felt the anger rise within him again, like a fog clouding his brain. This was getting ridiculous. He wanted this boy gone. Now. And forever.
He grabbed Stefan at the sleeves of his jeans jacket and pulled him up roughly. The boy was crying even harder now and tried to bury his face in his hands. Neil slapped him across the cheek once, wanting him to stop crying.
“Stop that now!” he yelled. “And now look at me. You wanna know why? I fucked a 14 year old, is that reason enough?” He flung Stefan back to the floor and then dragged him over the floor to the door. If the boy said anything in response to his confession, it got lost in his hysterical sobbing. Neil pulled him to his feet again and opened the door.
“There. Out with you! Don’t come back!” He shoved Stefan outside and slammed the door shut. He was trembling all over himself. He was shocked. Shocked that he told the boy the truth; shocked that he could be so cruel. Outside Stefan was hammering against the door. Neil could still hear the sobs, the pleading.
“Neil, open the door! Neil, I love you. Please! Neil…” A haunting mantra that would follow him everywhere for a long, long time. Neil practically ran from the door, he closed all the doors between him and the boy; turned the music up in his sitting room and poured himself a drink. Back to vodka again. He was not going to go out with Janet after all.
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A fatal mistake