Green Eyes

[caddymac]

Waiting for the next Chapter. Thank you.

 

[phoenix72]

just read the three chapters to this story....very nice. i'm eagerily awaiting that next update. the characters rock and the parents pretty cool as well.

 

[caddymac]

Just checking to see if a new chapter has arrived. Yes, some of us are still on the wish list miaplacidus.

 

[miaplacidus]

I know I haven't updated in a while, but I have four stories in progress and a boyfriend to take care of. I'm currently writing Part XV of "Alexander And Me", after I finish it I will write another chapter or two of this one.

 

[SeXcBoYz]

You are a legend buddy, not only was i turned on by this story, but i actually got involved in it, i left sad and i felt happy, you are a master at this, i wana thank you for you have encouraged me to read and i never read ehehhehe thanks heaps and i cant wait for the next chapters

 

[arogersb]

I love this story. It's one of my favourites on the board. You're doing a great job and I'm waiting eagerly for the next instalment.

Justin

 

[miaplacidus]

Guys,

After having waited for two months and having experienced the events more or less detailed on "Vanilla Scent", I'm writing again! I haven't decided yet what story will I update first... but I haven't forgotten any of the four stories I have here on this forum.

Wow... it had been a long time, indeed. I hope I won't "go on vacation" for so long again. I'm still removing the rust from my writing skills, though. I have to keep my stories consistent and I have forgotten some details. I suppose I'll have to read them again.

 

[caddymac]

Yes, I hope you will add soon. A very long dry spell. )-;

 

[willybob]

Welcome Back! =D

 

[miaplacidus]

Chapter 5 introduces some new characters. From now on, the story will have at least two points of view - something that I was going to do in "Alexander And Me" but I never did. I'm now working on that one. However, this came to my mind and I just had to write it. I'm not sure if something like this is allowed on JUB, if it isn't, I'll write a more conventional chapter.

Sorry for the long wait, and thanks for reading.

CHAPTER 5​

Derek looked at the calendar again. It was the day of his eighteenth birthday, but he was totally indifferent to that fact. Since he was 12 years old, his birthdays were days like any other. For him, it was no big deal to be a year older.

He winced in pain as he applied alcohol to the cuts on his back, but he endured it: he knew it was necessary in order for them not to get infected. When he finished, he applied a thick layer of ointment to them and took two pills of the strongest painkiller he had.

He laid on his belly on the bed. At least it was a comfortable one, he thought. After what seemed like hours, he fell asleep.

A couple of hours later, the old computer which was on a desk not far from the bed beeped quietly while an e-mail was being downloaded. The beep wasn't loud enough to wake Derek up, so the computer quickly drifted back to its own kind of sleep.

* * * * *​

Cole was worried. He had e-mailed Derek, sent him three or four instant messages and he had called him three times, without receiving an answer. It was really odd; Derek had only ignored him for more than six hours once, and he didn't want to remember his friend's appearance the day after. It had been obvious that he had been beaten up, however, he had refused to talk about it and he had told Cole to leave him alone.

Derek was his best friend, but he was still a mystery for him. He had lived alone since he was 11 years old, when his parents had died in a car wreck: he had told him that, but there was a huge gap between then and the moment when they had met. He had asked Derek about those years, but he was very evasive and made it clear that he didn't want to talk about it. Cole was clever enough to imagine what his friend had been into, though.

He had planned a small birthday party for Derek, with just the two of them. He knew that his friend was never very enthusiastic about his own birthdays, but this one, the eighteenth, was special, so he had convinced him to get together and celebrate. He thought that maybe he was trying to avoid it, but something inside him that something was really wrong.

After thinking for a while, he decided to stop by his friend's house in order to check if things were OK. Derek had lived alone in the third floor of an old building not far from the city's downtown, in a discrete neighborhood, only 15 minutes by car from Cole's house.

The building's door was always open during the day so he didn't have any problems to reach Derek's apartment, but when he knocked at the door, no one answered. That was odd: Derek was usually at home or at school. School was not a possibility because it was a Saturday, Cole thought; so, he had to be there. He wondered if his friend was just napping while he knocked again at the door, this time more insistently.

After ten minutes without an answer, Cole decided to leave, but he made one last attempt. This time he didn't knock: instead, he tried to open the door, and much to his surprise he found out that it was unlocked. So he entered Derek's usually immaculately clean apartment.

That day, the apartment was far from immaculately clean. Things were out of place, the floor was dirty, there was a pile of dishes to wash in the kitchen sink, and there were clothes scattered everywhere. Memories of that day when his friend hadn't answered to his calls came to his mind: he had found the apartment dirty then, he could clearly remember that.

He could sense Derek's presence, so he called him.

'Derek? Are you here man? It's me, Cole'

He checked out the living room, the kitchen and the bathroom before heading to the bedroom. The door was ajar.

'Derek?'

He pushed the door and found Derek laying naked and asleep on the bed. He was on his belly, so he could clearly see the cuts and bruises on his back and the white ointment that covered them. If he ignored them, he could see that the skin on his friend's back and buttocks looked really sore as well, and when he took a closer look, he found out that there was a small blood stain between Derek's legs.

It had happened again, he thought. However, the small blood stain told him something else. Cole knew well that Derek was sexually attracted to men, as he was himself, but he didn't think that his friend would have agreed to be abused in that way.

'Derek, wake up!' he gently shook his shoulder, very carefully so that he didn't touch the cuts. 'It's me, Cole'
Derek stirred and rolled on the bed, what made his sore back press against the mattress. He opened his eyes as he winced in pain and his face showed a tortured expression.

'Cole!' he said, his face still contorted by the pain he was feeling. 'What are you doing here? Get the fuck out of here!'

'No!' Cole answered firmly. 'I'm not going anywhere until you tell me what happened to you and who did this to you. You aren't going to dismiss me so easily this time'

'It's none of your business, Cole' Derek answered, looking coldly at his friend. 'Now leave me alone. I'll call you in a couple of days. Don't think about me'

'I won't, Derek' Cole replied. 'You are my best friend and I won't allow anyone to hurt you. It's my business as well, you hear that?'

Derek got up. He was two inches taller than Cole was and he had at least twenty-five pounds of muscle on him, but Cole was not afraid of him.

'It's none of your business!' Derek repeated, this time very angrily. 'Now, get OUT!'

'Never!' Cole said defiantly. 'I'm not going anywhere until you talk to me, Derek. We have to talk about this!'

'There's nothing to talk about!' Derek yelled.

'You have to talk to me!' Cole insisted.

Suddenly, Cole felt himself being lifted in the air and then pain as Derek pressed him against the wall, his feet dangling a couple of inches over the floor.

'YOU AREN'T GOING TO TELL ME WHAT I HAVE TO DO!!!' Derek yelled at him, trembling with rage. Cole could not help himself and he began sobbing.

'Derek, please, let me go...' he said between sobs. 'I've learned the lesson. You'll never see me again'

Those words operated another sudden change on Derek. He released his friend, but immediately he pulled him into a tight hug as he began crying himself.

'I... I'm sorry Cole... I'm a monster...' he said between sobs. 'I don't deserve you... you've been so kind to me and all what I do is hurting you... I don't want you to be afraid of me... this won't happen again, I swear Cole, please let me be your friend'

Cole guided Derek back to the bed and they sat together on the edge. The change was incredible: the threatening man had disappeared and Derek was now just a helpless boy, crying naked beside him.

'You are my best friend, Derek' Cole said. 'I am not going to leave you alone'

'Cole, you're the only one who has ever taken care of me, except for my parents who aren't here anymore' Derek replied. 'You have been so nice to me. In more than one sense I owe my life to you'

'Derek, tell me' Cole repeated. 'Tell me what happened'

Derek took his time to answer. He only began talking when Cole laid on the bed and made him rest his head on his chest. The other boy's warmth was comforting for him, because for once he felt loved.

'It's a long story' he began.

To be continued.........

 

[harry113]

Fred, Thank you. I will be interested to see how this ties in to the first part of the story.
Please don't keep us in suspense for too long !
Hugs
Harry

 

[kiltlover]

more more more more more more more!

you write very very well, dont make us wait too long!

 

[mexamor]

I can't beleive i missed this story before. I love your stories, thanks for updaiting this one, i was able to catch it. great one.

 

[BiMike]

I missed this story too!! Great one with a new twist, cann't wait for the next installment !!

 

[miaplacidus]

CHAPTER 6​

My parents were obviously surprised, but they took it really well. They were glad that it was Mark and not some random guy. That evening, my mother cooked a delicious meal for all of us, in order to celebrate. I was very happy, and Mark could forget his family for a while, so we had a great time. We even kissed when we thought my parents weren't looking, but we were caught in the act, what made us blush.

'I think I'll have to get used to that' my dad said. 'There's nothing wrong with it, you can kiss each other if that's your wish'

We were still embarrassed, but it wasn't that bad. It felt good to be able to show our feelings for each other in front of them.

At 10 PM Dad told us that Mom and he were going to bed. However, I stopped them.

'Wait, Dad. There's still something we have to talk about'

'Sure, son' Mom answered for him, and they both sat down again, looking at me. 'What do you want to talk about?'

I looked at Mark and I could feel that he was nervous again. I held his hands and gave him a reassuring look.

'We have a problem, and a big one' I began. 'Mark's parents are not as understanding as you are'

'Yeah, I could have guessed so' Dad said. 'Continue, son'

'I mean, they wouldn't be cool with his son being gay' I said. 'They would kick Mark out at the very least if they knew. His dad would probably hurt both of us. We need your help, please'

I looked at my dad's face and I could see that he knew where I was going. I waited for an answer, but Mark spoke before him.

'Mark, are you sure they would do that to you?' Dad asked him. 'I mean, I would never kick my own son out. It's hard for me to believe that something like that could happen'

'Mr. Brown' Mark began. 'I know what I'm talking about. I know well that once, my dad and his buddies beat a gay guy almost to death. I hear the nasty comments about gay people every day at home. He has told me that he'd prefer me to be a serial killer rather than being gay'

'I don't want my boy to live in Hell because of his love for me' I told Dad. 'I couldn't stand it. I don't want him to be unhappy. I...'

I was afraid to say it, but Mom completed the phrase for me

'...want him to move in with us' she said.

She was right, of course. That was exactly what I wanted. She knew me only too well.

'Well...' Dad said. 'If Mark wants it too, he can live here until you both go to college in a couple of months'

'You know, Mark, that you're like our second son' Mom told him. 'You can stay if you need that'

'Really?' Mark said, looking at my mother as if she was God Incarnate. 'Can I?'

'Really' Dad said. 'I can tell that neither of you is exaggerating. I have talked to your father enough times to know well that he is not very gay-friendly. You are my two sons and I don't want either of you to be unhappy'

It was done. Mark would move in with me. As soon as we were out of my parents' sight, we kissed passionately. A new chapter of our lives had begun.

* * * * *​

Somewhere very far from Silver Park, Derek started telling Cole about what had happened to him.

'You know that my parents died when I was 11 years old' he began. 'Well, when they died, I was sent with my only living relative, my aunt Alice. Aunt Alice was a very kind woman who truly cared about me, but I could sense that there was something wrong in that house. Her husband Robert acted as if I wasn't there, simply ignoring me, but I could sense that things weren't precisely OK between him and my aunt. In fact, they were sleeping in different rooms. The house only had two bedrooms, therefore I had to sleep with my aunt. Then I loathed the idea but now I know that she was only making sure I was safe'

Cole held him tighter when he felt that his friend was remembering something that perturbed him.

'Robert didn't drink, nor do drugs, nor anything, but there was something really wrong with him. I didn't like him and I avoided him as much as possible. However, for a while. he didn't do anything to me. Things changed when my aunt drowned once when we went to the beach. That very same day, he, he...'

Derek began crying. Cole kissed his forehead and told him that everything was OK now, that he was with him, but it was useless against what he knew Derek was going to say.

'...he raped me' he finally said. 'He did this to me... more or less like he did last night. He was very rough, he did it until I bled... he's a sadist, you see. Before me, it was my aunt... now I am his toy'

He sobbed as he pressed his body to Cole's. He cried on his shoulder for at least fifteen minutes, while Cole unsuccessfully tried to comfort him. Then he continued.

'After that, he decided that he didn't want me near him. He is a wealthy man, so he rented this apartment and left me here. Once a month, he would come, do me again and leave some money for me to live.

I managed to continue going to school. The money he gave to me wasn't enough, but I managed to get a job at school, in the computing department as you know. With that I could live moderately well and make this apartment, which was in really bad shape then, look moderately good. When the school bought new computers, I bought one of the old ones for such a low price that it was nearly a gift. That computer'

He pointed to the old computer on the desk. I had used it once, and I knew it was very old but it was also very efficient. Derek had optimized it so much that it was actually quite fast.

'So I could at least survive. However, he kept a constant surveillance on me. He calls every night, at a random time, to make sure that I spend the night here. There's someone who keeps an eye on me at school but I am not sure who he or she is. I have a good idea though.

He often beat me up but very seldom times he was rough enough to leave me like this. Normally, he would only give me some cuts and bruises in places people couldn't see, and the occasional bleeding, but nothing that prevented me from going to school. However, those few times were really bad, like yesterday, or the other time when you saw me'

Derek cried some more, but Cole was thinking. When he finally stopped crying, Cole made him raise his head and look at him.

'Hey look at me man' he told him. 'I won't let that happen again. I'm taking you out of here'

'There's no way for me to get out' Derek said with a sad look on his face. 'I don't have any money, and he would find me'

'I have enough money for both of us, Derek' Cole replied. 'I have a plan. But we have to get started now'

* * * * *​

Cole's plan was complex and it had to be carried out as soon as possible. For once, Derek was glad he was 18 years old, because that meant he could get the transfer documents from school without needing Robert. However, getting the transfer paperwork was the last step on Cole's plan, because it would be the step which will alert Robert, who would probably fly there as soon as his informant told him about the boys getting their documents. Money could pay speed, so Derek got his passport the following day, and both of them packed.

There was little Derek wanted to keep. Only clothes, some photos and letters and his computer's hard disk. The much wealthier Cole didn't take many things with him either, because he planned to buy everything new for both of them. His parents were stunned by the plan but they understood. They didn't want to know where they were headed because it would be safer for Derek that way. However, they made Cole promise that he'd stay in touch and that they'd find a solution to the problem of meeting.

The last step was easy, but it had to be done fast. They got the transfer documents very quickly, but htat meant that they had less than four hours. So, they went directly to the airport on Cole's dad's car, and boarded the plane as soon as possible.

Air Canada Flight 415 taxied to the runway and took off. Soon after, the airplane was flying at its cruise speed and altitude, each second closer to Montreal.

* * * * *​

As Cole and Derek landed in Montreal and took a bus to Toronto, Mark and I were happy and relaxed after our lovemaking, spooning in bed. We wished that everyone was as happy as they were as we drifted to sleep.

* * * * *​

From Toronto they flew to Mexico City, then to San Francisco. Then they hitch-hiked. A college student dropped them not far from Humboldt University's campus at Versailles, a small town north of San Francisco.

'So, here we are' Cole said. 'You're free, Derek'

For the first time in days, Derek smiled.

 

[harry113]

Wow !! What a terrible situation for Derek, I'm so glad he had such a good friend in Cole.
Are we going to see a foursome here ??
Thank you Fred, great chapter, well written.
Please don't leave us in suspense for too long !!
Hugs
Harry

 

[caddymac]

My heart goes out to Derek and Mark. Thank you. Hope you will be able to keep us more up-to-date. (-:

 

[mexamor]

thanks for an update, i have to admit i am having trouble following it but that has more to do with me than your writing skills

 

[indexer]

Greene eyes, indeed!!!

Great story! Keep posting!!

 

[thunderingtyphoons]

Hey miaplacidus... You are one great writer... I've read all your stories so far and liked each one of them, but I just love Green Eyes. Hope you update soon...