mentally go away, he knew that he couldn't go anywhere. Tonight he had to stay there and feel everything that had to be felt. He knew that no matter what, he had to be there for Baby Boy. It was what he had promised he would do. He said he would protect him, and that is what he did.
Unbeknownst to the men, Rex reached his handcuffed hand toward Baby Boy's. When he found it he gripped onto it tightly and squeezed. Baby Boy felt Rex's hand on his and with the warmth of his touch was no longer afraid. Both boys stared into each other's eyes for the rest of the night. When one lost strength they gained it from the other. And when they were both abused into submission, they just looked for each other's hand, took hold and pushed everything else away.
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Chapter 4
As the boys drove home the next day, no one spoke. After the night that they had shared together there was nothing else that needed to be said. Baby Boy understood that what Rex did by taking him up there was what his father made him do. But what he did by staying was an act of caring. Baby figured that Rex knew what he was in for when he came back, and what would happen to him if he knelt before the man with the leather straps. Rex's actions spoke very loudly, so there was no need for him to say anything else.
When they arrived home they returned to their respective apartments. Both boys were very sore and it went without saying that neither of them would accept another job for a while. When Rex did eventually respond to one of his father's texts it was for a car delivery run from Mexico. Those were always sources of quick easy money, so Rex thought “why not?”
Rex hadn't spoken to Baby Boy since yelling to him to get into the shower at the beach house. So it was with hesitation that he knocked on his door.
Baby Boy opened the door and greeted Rex without his previous level of innocent enthusiasm. “Hey,” Baby said keeping his door mostly closed in front of him.
“Hey, I was just wondering if you wanted to take a trip down to Mexicali with me. I have to pick up another car.”
“How much?” Baby asked coldly.
“$500 I guess. Look, you don't have to go. I just thought that you might want to hang out for a bit,” Rex said not completely able to look Baby in the eyes.
“Yeah okay,” Baby said with no energy behind it at all.
The boys caught the bus from the corner in front of their place as they had before. At the Greyhound station they took the 2:45 into Mexicali and took a taxi to La Luna Motel. During the eight hour trip neither boy spoke. They just sat next to each other silently and for both, that was enough.
Baby Boy had gotten his wish. He had wished that the two of them would become a pair. Baby wanted to think of them as a set. Now they were a set. The both shared the same pain and there was no one else in the world that could understand them like the other could.
That night in Mexico, Rex didn't go out. After they silently had dinner they both returned to their room and went to bed. When Baby Boy rolled over in the middle of the night unable to sleep, he looked over at Rex. Just as he had that horrible night, he found Rex's eyes staring back at him.
Both guys lay quietly staring comfortably in each other's eyes. And when Rex realized that that wasn't enough to sooth his restless friend, he reached out his hand. Baby Boy reached back and gripped Rex's fingers with his own. They held onto each other until the first one fell asleep.
The next morning after breakfast they waited for Jose to bring the car. But instead of Baby Boy hiding in the motel room, he stood next to Rex.
“So you're not gonna have the same problem as last time are you?” Jose asked in a mocking tone.
“Just give me the keys,” was the only thing Rex said back.
Jose followed the boys past the boarder and unlike the last time they made it through without a hitch. It was as they past Los Angeles County on their way to Mendocino County when someone spoke.
“My
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