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Luca (II parte)

their natural history went on after that night. The boy learned to appreciate the irony of Luke which is easily transformed into depression. Luca worked in a men's clothing store in the center but to hear he was working "on the road like a whore."

Now was the clerk in the store that had previously been owned by him. He had to sell the city walls to pay the debts of the drug. He had tried everything in a slow, inexorable escalation before coming era.

"So, one day, just to prove a friend in a basement."

That shit first sent him to heaven, then did the scorched earth around. Without more work, no friends, nor the support of her family-her mother and brother had not spoken to-life had become such a hell that had decided to end it. It was prostituted to get by and get the money that the overdose would send to the creator.

about to stop him from that suicide was the death of Marcus, his companion of pears, probably the same as the past had HIV. Mark had become fooled by a dose of G, another drug derived from the chemical detergent to clean the windows that Luke went to try the boy with the dropper and only after having made a million recommendations. Luke told him that Mark was not a tramp like him.

"He was a son of upper-class Milanese and dad had the paranoia of being caught from the chaff. This is why we made at home before going out, so we came clean at the disco and could get high without thinking. That both were always good friends to help him if he felt bad. Yeah. Trust a dick "Luke snapped.

"They were only after her money. And he did not know him well in your opinion? Only the rich as all that makes if the singing and if he played it, denying the truth even to himself, "he continued.

"I felt it for a week but he traveled often and was not so strange. And then he was often on his cabbage. Wrote. But that night was the last Saturday of October and Mark would not have lost the buzz for Halloween nothing in the world. I called him. The messaggiai. I went to ring the intercom. Nothing. Firefighters had to break down the door with an ax. We found him there. Nude in the bathtub with the dead flies in the glass with the G. He had paid too high a dose in orange juice or do not know, maybe a heart attack, collapsed. Or maybe it just slipped in the bathtub, banged his head and there remained. Drowned in 20 feet of water. But can you? "

Luca said that he had loved Mark and not for his money. He had never wanted to accept so much so they had to sell the store. He loved his candor, his integrity, his unwavering trust in friendship. Mark had written a text message the day after they met. Simply put, as was his style: "Friendship is a matter of chemistry. Like ours. "

" Love not. Mark did not believe it. "

Luke had also tried to get engaged to him, but it was short lived. The sex was great, the 'friend had a dick as a black-but Mark liked younger, much younger than him.

"Maybe because subconsciously wanted them to be the father he had never had. "

In a rare moment of weakness he had confessed to Luke that the only caresses it had received was when his father had stretched the skin of the face to show him how to shave.

not talked about it ever again. It was part of the unwritten rules of their friendship.

"For the friends that Mark would kill. It gave no limits but in return demanded so, so much. Not everyone understood and when they had finished to take advantage of his money the spring for a more richer. He suffered immensely and ended in disappointment for the home for a month. Then he gave a party farewell and changed the city. Whenever illusions that that was the right city for him. Milan, Rome, Amsterdam, London, Paris, Barcelona, \u200b\u200bNew York, Sidney. Where it went. And every time the city was the next right. "

Luca had been behind until he could no longer follow.