Forfeit the game / Before somebody else
Takes you out of the frame / Puts your name to shame
Cover up your face / You can't run the race
The pace is too fast / You just can't last

He watched, and instantly, he knew. He'd never be his, he'd never fully and whole heartedly belong to him. What he believed was his forever, was only a game being played. A game with him as the main counter piece, yet completely unaware, as the game goes on of the players. Only today, as he watches the man he loves, he sees him like it's the first time, and he sees him with the one man he has only ever loved. Then he turns, and CJ doesn't gaze anywhere else. His eyes stay trained on Hunter. When Hunter smirks, that's when CJ knew for sure.

You love the way I look at you,
While taking pleasure in the awful things you put me through.

All he'd been through, all he'd had to take, to try and save this relationship... had been for nothing? Had been for Hunter's amusements, and evidently, the man Hunter loved... Shawn's amusement, too. Everything he'd given, Hunter had taken away. Everytime he'd swallowed his pride to do as Hunter asked, Shawn had laughed. What's next? Does he get away? Does he live a broken life? Or does he remain in this twisted game, now he knew who the real players were?

You take away if I give in,
My life,
My pride, is broken.

He moved off the crates, slowly, deliberately walking towards Hunter. Smirking slightly as Hunter turned, surprised that CJ was right behind him. He smiled, manipulative as always, running his hand down the side of CJ's face, acting like he was the only thing in the golden haired god's life. Then, Shawn and his cowboy hat clouded Chris's vision. He too, was smirking. Leaning up, he said something into Hunter's ear, Hunter leaned down, still stroking his face and whispered into his ear.

"Go to my locker room.... get ready, I'll be there." CJ nodded his hand, gliding away and doing as he's told. Knowing what he was about to do would hurt, but it would be his revenge. Arriving at the locker room, he kept his clothing on, sitting in the plush leather chair, he waited.

You love the things I say I’ll do-
The way I’ll hurt myself again just to get back at you.

As Hunter entered the room, Shawn right behind him, he frowned when he saw CJ sat. Staring at him. His brow creased in confusion as he neared, a smirk plastered on his face when CJ pulled him towards him, kissing him passionately on his lips. His eyes open, staring at Shawn as he kissed the man under Shawn's control. Slowly, he licked up Hunter's face, whispering in his ear.

"Face it Hunt, this time, you were wrong, your not in control, your under someone else's. You like to act like your the one in control, but your not, your not even your own person, your Shawn's creation. Your no-one." The sympathy in his voice silently enraged Hunter, but he knew he was right. He knew Chris was breaking through, most importantly, he knew he never could.

You like to think you're never wrong,
You want to act like you're someone.

Slowly Hunter removed himself from CJ's body, standing and looking down at him, realisation finally shadowing his eyes. Chris got up, placing his hands on hid lovers chest, he leaned forward, once again, whispering to him.

"You want me to hurt the same way you do. You want me under your control because you can't break free of Shawn. You want me to live through what you have all these years. Sorry Hunter," He kissed his lips one last time. "You live what you learn. But your not going to live it with me." Chris walked away, smirking Shawn's own smirk at him as he passed, taking one last sympathetic look at Hunter before he broke free. Leaving the arena... leaving Hunter's life.

You want someone to hurt like you,
You want to share what you've been through.
(You live what you learn)

Shawn watched as Hunter's lover broke free of his control, and silently coursed himself for the way he'd made Hunter live. Moving forward, he took him in his arms, kissing his head and whispering sorrys. Hunter unable to see the controlling smirk plastered on his face as he once again, controlled him, as he reclaimed what was rightfully his.

~End~