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Wings of A Butterfly
- Thread starter inthecloset
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Just finished 24. This is beyond a 5 star story ITC. I guess I will read Graduation now. I know the demons you face. I'm glad you are working through them. I've had the same problem for all of my adult life. If you ever need to talk, I am here.
inthecloset
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Hey guys, just thought I'd let you know how things are going.
Therapy has been going well, gotten some big issues taken care of and I feel a lot better.
Also, the really big news is: I met someone
He's so wonderful and adorable and he makes me feel really good. We've been going out for a month and I can totally feel my depression dwindling away.
I'm going to get back into writing here as soon as the semester ends - been swamped with work lately. Just a few more weeks till I'm free!!
Thank you all for your continued support and your well wishes. I love you guys so much!
All the best,
- ITC
Therapy has been going well, gotten some big issues taken care of and I feel a lot better.
Also, the really big news is: I met someone
He's so wonderful and adorable and he makes me feel really good. We've been going out for a month and I can totally feel my depression dwindling away.
I'm going to get back into writing here as soon as the semester ends - been swamped with work lately. Just a few more weeks till I'm free!!
Thank you all for your continued support and your well wishes. I love you guys so much!
All the best,
- ITC
ITC,
That's GREAT news!
I'm so glad for you.
Thanks for stopping by to let us know how you're doing.
We look forward to your story on your schedule.
We know how crazy school life can be - especially when you throw in the interpersonal come what may.
Take good care of yourself.
That's GREAT news!
I'm so glad for you.
Thanks for stopping by to let us know how you're doing.
We look forward to your story on your schedule.
We know how crazy school life can be - especially when you throw in the interpersonal come what may.
Take good care of yourself.
pe_gay89
Porn Star
I'm not sure I can really add too much to what DQ said. I'm so glad for you. Believe me, I know how being swamped with work feels. I know you can do it!
Like DQ said, take care of yourself, and we look forward to hearing from you again in the future.
Like DQ said, take care of yourself, and we look forward to hearing from you again in the future.
inthecloset
Porn Star
Hey guys. Don't want you all to worry about me. I just finished school and am gonna start writing again very soon. I hope to have the chapter that's been sitting on my computer for months now finished by the end of next week.
Much love,
- ITC
Much love,
- ITC
inthecloset
Porn Star
Well to be honest that's over. It was fun while it lasted but it was no fairy tale.
But have no fear! I'm over my depression now and I can finally get back to being who I really am which is a wonderful writer who has a passion for passion!
But have no fear! I'm over my depression now and I can finally get back to being who I really am which is a wonderful writer who has a passion for passion!
Good to hear from you, ITC!
I must have needs be off for a bit.
'Tis the season.
I must have needs be off for a bit.
'Tis the season.
inthecloset
Porn Star
Alright guys, excellent news.
The next chapter is FINISHED!!! It only took six months but YES! I finally finished it. It is currently being emailed to be edited and once I get it back I will post it.
I want to thank you all for your continued support during my rough patch there. Some days the only thing that kept me going was thinking that I needed to get better so I could finish this story for you guys.
I really hope this chapter is as good as I think it is lol. If not, I assure you the next one (which is half written already) will more than make up for it.
Much Love,
- ITC
The next chapter is FINISHED!!! It only took six months but YES! I finally finished it. It is currently being emailed to be edited and once I get it back I will post it.
I want to thank you all for your continued support during my rough patch there. Some days the only thing that kept me going was thinking that I needed to get better so I could finish this story for you guys.
I really hope this chapter is as good as I think it is lol. If not, I assure you the next one (which is half written already) will more than make up for it.
Much Love,
- ITC
Your positive thinking is so great to see, ITC. I suffer from really bad depression as well. I've been too scared to do anything about it, but it's great reading your stories and your personal story to see how you've overcome it. Good for you, and I look forward to reading your latest chapter.
Hi, ITC!
Great to hear from you. I look forward to your chapter.
I'm glad you're feeling better.
Great to hear from you. I look forward to your chapter.
I'm glad you're feeling better.
inthecloset
Porn Star
Happy New Year to everyone. I hope 2011 is starting off as great for everyone else as it is for me. A whole new year, a whole new ITC
HOWEVER, this new ITC hasn't changed much when it comes to writing. As promised, here is the next chapter of Aaron and Lucas. To kinda recap the last chapter, Cherilyn had just come over to inform Lucas that Travis was missing for a few days. This next chapter takes Lucas and Aaron to Vegas to discover what actually happened, and also lead them to discover something else they didn't expect to find.
I'm so sorry it took so long to bring this chapter to you all, and I hope you all enjoy it.
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“Look,” I said, “If you guys haven't heard anything by Saturday, then the two of you should drive up there on Sunday and try to see if you can find him.”
“But what about - “
“No,” I said, “Don't worry about anything else. You're so smart you can afford to miss a couple days of class, and I'd be fine alone so don't worry about me either.”
* * *
That was Thursday night.
Cherilyn left early the next morning. Lucas and I checked in on her every hour or so to see how she was doing. Seems she was doing everything she could to keep busy. By three that afternoon she went to work so the both of us left her alone for a while. I got back to the apartment around 3:30 and just as I was sticking my key into the lock, Lucas came up the steps. He smiled when he saw me and I was relieved to see he was feeling better.
“Hey,” I said, “What are you doing home so early?”
“My last class was canceled,” he said as he stopped next to me, “I have the rest of the afternoon off.”
“Awesome,” I said smiling as I pushed the door open, “After you.”
“Thanks babe,” he said with a quick peck on the cheek.
I walked in after him and dropped my laptop case on the counter while Lucas kicked his shoes off and set his bag on the table. He came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. I closed my eyes and lost myself in his touch. It was just as warm as it always was.
“How was your day?” I asked.
“It was good,” he said, “Very nice, easy Friday.”
“I'm glad,” I said as his hold around me tightened.
“I'm still a little anxious... but I've been trying not to think about it,” he said.
I was always astonished with how Lucas somehow seemed to know what I was thinking about. The way our minds were in sync with each other really made it hard to accept that he was going to be leaving in just a couple months. Part of me really didn't want to be without him, but the other part of me was scared of letting him stay.
We stood there like that for a while as he rested his head against my shoulder. I felt like I was floating as we held onto each other; I always had that feeling when he touched me. He lifted me up so high and I held onto him, afraid to let go and drop to the ground without him. His breathing slowed and his grasp on me relaxed a bit. There was nothing urgent or sexual about the way he held me, there was only love and comfort.
“Hey,” he whispered, “You wanna order a pizza and watch a movie?”
“Sure,” I said, “How bout a beer to go with that?”
“Sounds perfect,” he said.
When the pizza was ordered and the beers were opened, we both sat on the couch flipping through the movie channels. Lucas looked amazing with his legs extended onto the coffee table, arm behind his head, and bulge poking out of his jeans. I sat next to him as close as I could and extended my right leg onto the coffee table as well so that it pressed into his left leg. He smiled at me and put his arm around my shoulders and I rested my head against his torso.
Lucas flipped through the channels quickly until he came across The Ring. His face lit up with excitement and looked at me.
“Oh come on, Luke,” I said, “I don't wanna have nightmares.”
“Please, Aaron,” he said with a grin, “I'll protect you.”
“If I can't sleep,” I said, “You are so getting kicked in bed.”
“Kinky,” he said.
Our pizza arrived as the opening scene started. I paid the delivery boy (who was quite handsome) and sat back down on the couch just in time to see the dead girl with the contorted face sitting in the closet. I yelped and dove into Lucas's chest. He wrapped his arms around me and I could hear the smile in his voice.
“Come on, Aaron,” he said, “It's not that bad.”
“You're the one who loves scary movies, not me,” I said.
I ended up watching the rest of the movie without covering my eyes, but that didn't stop me from having nightmares that night. I dreamt that Lucas was drowning at the bottom of a well and when I woke up, he received a good hard kick in the shins. As I turned over and tried to fall asleep again, ignoring the feeling that there was someone standing in the shadows of our dark room, Lucas's phone started ringing on his nightstand.
He sat up when he answered it and I could hear a high pitched female voice on the other end. I turned back over to face him and I could see the shock in his eyes. It was the call we were waiting for.
* * *
“Aaron?” he asked as he opened the door.
“Sean,” I said, “I'm sorry to bother you so late.”
“No, it's okay,” he said, “What's going on?”
“Well,” I said turning to Lucas and Cherilyn, “First off, this is my boyfriend, Lucas, and our friend Cherilyn.”
“Hi,” he said, “What's wrong, Aaron?”
“We need your help.”
“Come on in,” he said.
We filed in and found seats as I filled Sean in on the situation with Travis.
“Lucas and I had a couple drinks earlier and Cherilyn was out with friends when she got the call. None of us are in good condition to drive and we need to get to the train station.”
“Say no more,” he said, “My car is in the parking complex. I'll give you guys a ride.”
“Thank you so much Sean,” I said.
“You have no idea how much this means to me,” Lucas said as he pulled Sean into a hug.
* * *
So there we were. Sitting in Sean's car as he drove us to the train station. I had decided to go with Lucas and Cherilyn as emotional support since we would be back by late Sunday. Lucas and I were sitting in the back seat and Cherilyn sat in the passenger seat next to Sean. They were talking quietly and Lucas was resting against my shoulder. We pulled up to the train station and got out together; including Sean.
“You don't have to come with us,” I said.
“I wanna make sure you guys get on the train okay,” he said.
“That's so sweet,” I heard Cherilyn whisper.
Unfortunately there were no trains leaving for the Vegas area until later the next afternoon. Lucas started freaking out and Cherilyn froze. I grabbed his shoulders and forced his eyes onto mine.
“Lucas,” I said loudly, “You need to calm down.”
His eyes filled with tears.
“Relax,” I said, “Breathe. We'll find another way.”
“I'll drive you,” Sean said.
“No,” I said, “That's not necessary.”
“I want to,” he said as he looked at Cherilyn.
I walked out with arm around Lucas's shoulders, kissing the top of his head as I felt him shivering with anxiety. Sean and Cherilyn were only a few steps ahead of us. As we packed into the car together, Lucas cuddled against me. Within about a half hour, he was asleep. It wasn't long until the passing lights on the highway started to lull me into sleep. With my forehead pressed against the window, I drifted off to a deep, dreamless slumber.
* * *
The light from the rising sun in the horizon pulled me out of my sleep. Lucas had turned over to put his head against his side of the car. We were still moving and when my eyes focused I saw Sean was still driving. I sat up in a more comfortable position, as if that were a possibility, and tapped him on the shoulder to get his attention without waking anyone.
“Morning,” he said.
“Have you been driving all night?” I asked.
“Grabbed an energy drink back in Monterey,” he said.
“Where are we now?” I asked.
“About an hour outside of Vegas,” he said.
“Well let me take over, then,” I said, “You should get some rest.”
“That's not necessary,” he said.
“Please,” I said, “I want to.”
I grinned at him and saw his grin in the reflection of the rear-view mirror. He pulled the car over and we switched seats. Time seemed to go by so quickly and in 40 short minutes, we were coming up to the hospital that called Cherilyn just six hours ago.
* * *
Cherilyn bolted through the automatic doors once they opened and Lucas was hot on her heels. Sean and I tried our best to keep up and were a few seconds behind them when they reached the Nurse's station. This hospital was very different than the one near the school and looked very modernized. It was like a giant hotel rather than a large concentration of people with various diseases.
Cherilyn stood impatiently in line as Sean and I sat down in a couple empty seats. It was early so there weren't too many people here, but Lucas still couldn't calm himself down. I knew he had somewhat of an issue with anxiety, but I had no idea how bad it actually was. He stood by the window, looking out at the garden area outside. When Cherilyn finally reached the counter, Lucas was instantly at her side.
“Hello, welcome to Spring Valley Hospital. How may I help you?” the nurse at the counter said.
“Hi, my name is Cherilyn McDonald,” she said, “You called me last night about my brother Travis.”
“One second,” the nurse said as her fingers clicked against the keyboard in front of her.
She picked up the phone and dialed a number. I could see Lucas's impatience getting worse and I stood to walk over to him, but he waved his hand at me and motioned for me to sit back down. The nurse hung up the phone and looked at Cherilyn.
“Take the elevator to the third floor and take a left as you go out. There will be a small waiting room to the right. Dr Greene will be waiting there for you.”
And we took off again. Cherilyn was nearly running when the elevator doors opened up to the third floor and Lucas wasn't far behind her. Sean and I were barely making it around the corner when Lucas and Cherilyn had already started talking to the doctor standing at the door. We didn't hear the first part of the conversation, but once we got in earshot we heard the news.
“His car was found a few feet away from the road behind some trees. He hasn't spoken much, but the police think he may have hit a deer judging from the damage to the front of his car and the severity of his injuries.”
“Severity?” Cherilyn asked.
“He was pretty beat up. Whatever happened, his airbag didn't deploy and his body hit the steering wheel upon impact.”
“Is he okay?” Lucas asked.
“He's stable and conscious. He had a bit of internal bleeding but we stopped it with surgery last night. We're just waiting to see if he may need more surgery.”
“So he's okay?” I asked.
“For the time being,” he said.
“Can we see him?” Cherilyn asked.
“Just for a few minutes,” he said.
Dr. Greene walked us through the door and down the hall. We passed several rooms with critical patients, dying patients, and patients recovering from surgery. The smell was nauseating and made me remember when I went to the hospital after I found my mom. Dr. Greene stopped in front of a curtain covered doorway, pushed the curtain aside, and let Cherilyn inside. Lucas took a step forward and stopped. I looked back at him and saw the familiar signs of an anxiety attack.
I walked over to him and put my hand on his face.
“Luke,” I said, “Are you okay?”
“No,” he whispered, “I can't go in there.”
“Yes, you can,” I said, “You have to. You know you do.”
I held out my hand and grabbed his.
“Come on,” I said, “We'll go together.”
I felt his hand wrap around mine. His gripped tightened as I pulled the curtain aside. I knew his eyes were shut, but I pulled him inside with me.
“Lucas,” I said, “Open your eyes.”
I watched as his eyes clenched shut, and then slowly opened. The instant his eyes fell on Travis, who was lying in the bed in front of us and staring up at Luke, I saw all the panic and anxiety leave him in the form of tears streaming down his face. He fell to his knees beside the bed and his head rested against Travis's shoulder. I knelt beside him and put my hand on his back as he cried all his fears out in relief.
I never realized how much Lucas actually cared about everyone until that moment. I remember thinking of him as an angel in human form. He was empathetic, compassionate, and most of all, he held everyone in his life so close to his heart. I wouldn't have believed it if I saw it, but the love that Lucas Harper is capable of surpasses anyone else I've ever met.
As his crying settled into a heavy breathing, Lucas pulled his head away from Travis and looked him in the eyes.
“Thank God you're okay,” he whispered.
Cherilyn moved to the other side of the bed and sat in the chair next to it. She grabbed Travis's hand and they all sat in silence for a while. Travis still couldn't talk very much and was slipping in and out of consciousness every few minutes. Sean and I stood back watching Cherilyn and Lucas as they felt relief wash over their face like a cool breeze during an endless summer. I lost track of how long we stood there together, but I know Travis was unconscious for a while when Sean finally spoke.
“You guys should go get some rest,” he said.
“I'm not leaving him,” Cherilyn said.
Sean walked over to her and put his hand on her arm.
“Lynn, you're a mess right now. He's gonna be asleep for a while. They've got him on some pretty strong painkillers. He won't even know if you're here or not,” he said, “The best thing you can do right now is go get some rest yourself.”
Her eyes focused on his. I could see the fight inside of them. She wanted nothing more than to stay here and hold her brother's hand until he woke up, but the exhaustion of riding in a car all night was taking its toll on her mind. She was losing the fight and giving in to her need for a soft bed to sleep on. She simply nodded at Sean and he smiled at her.
He looked over at Lucas and said, “I don't have to convince you too, do I? ‘Cause I don't think Aaron has the heart to fight with you right now.”
“No,” Luke said, “I'll go willingly.”
“Good,” Sean said winking at me, “I'll go reserve us a couple rooms at that Hampton I saw down the street. You guys can wait here a little longer; I'll be back.”
* * *
I dropped our bags on the floor as we walked in the door. The familiar smell of a nice hotel room washed over my face and into my lungs as I took a deep breath through my nose. Lucas sat down on the bed facing the window that overlooked the parking lot and sighed. I walked over and sat down next to him. His head fell against my shoulder almost instantly and his hand grabbed onto mine.
“How you doin', sweet boy?” I asked.
“Better,” he said, “Thank you for coming with us.”
“Please, I didn't have much of a choice.”
“What do you mean?” he asked.
“I mean there was no way I was letting you go without me,” I said, “I knew you'd need me here.”
“You just know me,” he said smiling, “And I love it.”
“Luke, I know more than you think,” I said.
His head lifted off of my shoulder and I looked into his eyes. I knew what was really going on these past few months. The nightmares he had when he thought he was going to leave me, the anxiety issues, the constant need to know everyone is okay; he was still running.
“After we were attacked at your house,” I said, “You told me you were okay. But I don't think you are, Luke.”
“I don't know what you're talking about,” he said.
“Yes you do,” I said, “This isn't normal, Luke. You're not supposed to be afraid all the time.”
“I'm not,” he said.
“You are,” I said, “I think you have post traumatic stress.”
“No,” he said standing up.
I stood with him and said, “Luke listen to me. I'm worried about you.”
“Don't be, Aaron, I'm fine,” he said.
“You're not though,” I said, “You're driving yourself crazy. It's been one thing after another with you since we got back to school.”
“It hasn't...” he said. But I could tell he was realizing the truth.
“Luke, I love you,” I said grabbing the back of his head, “And I want you to be okay when you leave. I don't want you to be like this.”
Tears were starting to form in both of our eyes. His hazel pools were distorted by the moisture in them as he began to put the pieces together in his own mind.
“Please promise me you'll see Veronica,” I said.
“Who?” he asked.
“My counselor... the one who helped me after I was attacked.” In hindsight, I realize that I could never say the word “raped” after the time I said it to Luke when I called him.
He was thoughtful for a moment. I knew he was mulling things over in his mind and wondering how to process what I was saying.
“Okay,” he said after a couple minutes, “I promise.”
I pulled him into a hug and wiped my eyes on his t-shirt. I felt his lips press against my neck and when they pulled away he whispered into my ear.
“I'll do it for you.”
* * *
It was a simple raccoon. Travis was driving down the road at night and a raccoon shot out from the trees across the road. It caused him to freak and lose control of the car just as he was about to go over the bridge. He hit end of the side railing and it flipped his car over into the ditch. He slid down the hillside a bit into the tress. The police started looking on the outskirts of town and found broken glass near the bridge which caused them to investigate.
He was down there for almost four days.
When he finally regained consciousness for good, he was able to tell the doctors what really happened. Cherilyn stayed with him most of the time as Sean, Luke, and I all rested in the hotel rooms. It was only when he was able to eat on his own that she finally left his side to go rest for a while. Lucas stayed with him while she was gone and told Travis the story he told me a couple nights ago.
I don't know how long we were in that room, but it was dark by the time Sean and Cherilyn popped in to check on Travis one more time before visiting hours were over. I grabbed Lucas's hand and held him close to me as the four of us said our good nights to Travis and headed out. Sean had been absolutely amazing to us all the whole time despite having known me for a few days and Lucas and Cherilyn for less than 48 hours. He took us out to dinner in order to celebrate the fact that Travis's doctor told us Travis would be making a full recovery in a few days.
I tried my best to be as affectionate toward Lucas. He had a couple drinks to calm himself down and ended up being a little tipsy by the end of the meal. He stumbled alongside me as we walked out of the restaurant and when we got in the car, he leaned against me and pressed his lips softly against my neck. I knew what he wanted now that he was feeling better. It had been long enough since the last time I had the opportunity to even see him naked rather than to caress his wonderfully sculpted chest and feel the warmth of his thick tool slip inside me.
We were two steps into the room when I felt his hand squeeze my ass. The seductive smile on his face melted my heart and any objection I could have possibly had. His lips found mine and with his usual gentle touch, he pressed our lips together. There was no urgency in his lips, but it was all coming out in his hands. They were running all over me; grabbing everything they could and pulling my body into his.
He pulled me toward the foot of the bed and sat down. My crotch was pushed up against his chest as my face leaned towards his to keep our lips together. His hands moved to cup my ass and pull me closer to him. My quickly hardening cock pushed against his pecs and screamed inside its denim confinement. I felt his fingers tighten around the edges of my ass as one of them pushed toward the inside.
He fell backwards and pulled me on top of him. We slipped off our shoes and climbed up further. He flipped me over and pulled his shirt off as he sat on my lap. His blonde hair ruffled as it reappeared through the collar of his shirt and his sparkling hazel eyes gazed down on me. My hands went up to his chest and my thumb lightly circled his nipple. As his nipple became erect, I noticed the bulging erection in his jeans.
But he wouldn't let me go near it. When my hand slid down his chest, he batted it away and grinned at me. He leaned forward and kissed my lips gently, then moved to my cheek, then to my neck. He stayed at my neck longer; he knew how turned on I got when he nibbled my neck. His lips eventually made their way down to the collar of my shirt and that's when he started moving quicker.
He lifted my shirt off and before it even hit the ground he was working on my jeans. When those were off, his palm pressed against the fabric of my green boxer briefs. The warmth of his hand flowed into the already warm cloth and pressed up against my quivering tool. His fingertips hooked under the waistband that was littered with American Eagle symbols and gently tugged it down, finally releasing my cock and letting it have the freedom it had been craving.
His lips were on my head the minute my cock jumped out from the briefs. The heat from his mouth and the moisture he spread onto my shaft with his tongue combined into one massive jump start. My heartbeat increased exponentially and my breathing sped up as if someone stomped on the gas pedal of my engine. Lucas looked up at me to witness the effects he was having on me with such a simple use of his mouth.
With all of this going on, there was still something on my mind. This spontaneous decision to pleasure me, but deny himself the same pleasure was completely uncharacteristic of Lucas. It had always been even between us, with the exception of a couple times when he made me cum twice before he had even had a chance to cum himself. And that's when it hit me. It wasn't that he wanted to do this; he had a need to do it. But it was more for him that it was for me.
I felt his need for my skin to touch his and for his lips to fuse with mine. I felt his desire to find comfort in me and to have that comfort be shared between us both. He needed this not for me to be pleasured, but for him to feel safe. It wasn't the orgasm he was working for, it was the guarantee that my arms would be wrapped around him after that happened and that he'd be able to fall asleep knowing that I was there and that I would keep him protected.
The orgasm he gave me was incredible. My eyes and jaw clenched as the muscles in my lower body flexed against Lucas's weight on it. My abs tightened and the explosion erupted straight into Lucas's throat. He took every drop and when the crescendo was over, and the percussion instruments in my head silenced, Lucas crawled up to be level with me. I wiped a drop of my cum from his lips and he nestled himself into me.
Before he fell asleep, he whispered into my ear.
“There's nothing I wouldn't do for you Aaron.”
* * *
Lucas and I were getting ready to get on the train. Cherilyn wanted to stay an extra day or two to be with Travis, and Sean volunteered to stay behind and drive her home. Lucas seemed relaxed the entire way home and even slept for a bit. I on the other hand couldn't stop worrying about him. I should have seen the signs; they were all right in front of me. I should have made him talk to Veronica back when he was having those nightmares.
What's worse was I felt responsible. It was my attacker that caused this, and I was feeling completely fine. I guess it was the first one that got to me, but when I was able to face him again I was able to get over my fears. Lucas didn't have that opportunity.
We were on the train for what seemed like forever. Lucas was constantly drifting in and out of sleep and every now and then would grab my hand and hold onto it as long as he was awake. I knew what he was going through, though. The nightmares, the inability to feel safe, and worst of all: the inescapable fact that he had to face this sooner or later. I knew what he really needed; it was what helped me get over my fears... but I wanted to see if talking to my counselor would help him. After all, she helped me back when I needed help most. She helped me get over my fears and over myself back when I first met Lucas.
If it weren't for Veronica, I would have ruined this months ago.
HOWEVER, this new ITC hasn't changed much when it comes to writing. As promised, here is the next chapter of Aaron and Lucas. To kinda recap the last chapter, Cherilyn had just come over to inform Lucas that Travis was missing for a few days. This next chapter takes Lucas and Aaron to Vegas to discover what actually happened, and also lead them to discover something else they didn't expect to find.
I'm so sorry it took so long to bring this chapter to you all, and I hope you all enjoy it.
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Wings of A Butterfly
Chapter Twenty-Five:
Poker Face
Chapter Twenty-Five:
Poker Face
“Look,” I said, “If you guys haven't heard anything by Saturday, then the two of you should drive up there on Sunday and try to see if you can find him.”
“But what about - “
“No,” I said, “Don't worry about anything else. You're so smart you can afford to miss a couple days of class, and I'd be fine alone so don't worry about me either.”
* * *
That was Thursday night.
Cherilyn left early the next morning. Lucas and I checked in on her every hour or so to see how she was doing. Seems she was doing everything she could to keep busy. By three that afternoon she went to work so the both of us left her alone for a while. I got back to the apartment around 3:30 and just as I was sticking my key into the lock, Lucas came up the steps. He smiled when he saw me and I was relieved to see he was feeling better.
“Hey,” I said, “What are you doing home so early?”
“My last class was canceled,” he said as he stopped next to me, “I have the rest of the afternoon off.”
“Awesome,” I said smiling as I pushed the door open, “After you.”
“Thanks babe,” he said with a quick peck on the cheek.
I walked in after him and dropped my laptop case on the counter while Lucas kicked his shoes off and set his bag on the table. He came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. I closed my eyes and lost myself in his touch. It was just as warm as it always was.
“How was your day?” I asked.
“It was good,” he said, “Very nice, easy Friday.”
“I'm glad,” I said as his hold around me tightened.
“I'm still a little anxious... but I've been trying not to think about it,” he said.
I was always astonished with how Lucas somehow seemed to know what I was thinking about. The way our minds were in sync with each other really made it hard to accept that he was going to be leaving in just a couple months. Part of me really didn't want to be without him, but the other part of me was scared of letting him stay.
We stood there like that for a while as he rested his head against my shoulder. I felt like I was floating as we held onto each other; I always had that feeling when he touched me. He lifted me up so high and I held onto him, afraid to let go and drop to the ground without him. His breathing slowed and his grasp on me relaxed a bit. There was nothing urgent or sexual about the way he held me, there was only love and comfort.
“Hey,” he whispered, “You wanna order a pizza and watch a movie?”
“Sure,” I said, “How bout a beer to go with that?”
“Sounds perfect,” he said.
When the pizza was ordered and the beers were opened, we both sat on the couch flipping through the movie channels. Lucas looked amazing with his legs extended onto the coffee table, arm behind his head, and bulge poking out of his jeans. I sat next to him as close as I could and extended my right leg onto the coffee table as well so that it pressed into his left leg. He smiled at me and put his arm around my shoulders and I rested my head against his torso.
Lucas flipped through the channels quickly until he came across The Ring. His face lit up with excitement and looked at me.
“Oh come on, Luke,” I said, “I don't wanna have nightmares.”
“Please, Aaron,” he said with a grin, “I'll protect you.”
“If I can't sleep,” I said, “You are so getting kicked in bed.”
“Kinky,” he said.
Our pizza arrived as the opening scene started. I paid the delivery boy (who was quite handsome) and sat back down on the couch just in time to see the dead girl with the contorted face sitting in the closet. I yelped and dove into Lucas's chest. He wrapped his arms around me and I could hear the smile in his voice.
“Come on, Aaron,” he said, “It's not that bad.”
“You're the one who loves scary movies, not me,” I said.
I ended up watching the rest of the movie without covering my eyes, but that didn't stop me from having nightmares that night. I dreamt that Lucas was drowning at the bottom of a well and when I woke up, he received a good hard kick in the shins. As I turned over and tried to fall asleep again, ignoring the feeling that there was someone standing in the shadows of our dark room, Lucas's phone started ringing on his nightstand.
He sat up when he answered it and I could hear a high pitched female voice on the other end. I turned back over to face him and I could see the shock in his eyes. It was the call we were waiting for.
* * *
“Aaron?” he asked as he opened the door.
“Sean,” I said, “I'm sorry to bother you so late.”
“No, it's okay,” he said, “What's going on?”
“Well,” I said turning to Lucas and Cherilyn, “First off, this is my boyfriend, Lucas, and our friend Cherilyn.”
“Hi,” he said, “What's wrong, Aaron?”
“We need your help.”
“Come on in,” he said.
We filed in and found seats as I filled Sean in on the situation with Travis.
“Lucas and I had a couple drinks earlier and Cherilyn was out with friends when she got the call. None of us are in good condition to drive and we need to get to the train station.”
“Say no more,” he said, “My car is in the parking complex. I'll give you guys a ride.”
“Thank you so much Sean,” I said.
“You have no idea how much this means to me,” Lucas said as he pulled Sean into a hug.
* * *
So there we were. Sitting in Sean's car as he drove us to the train station. I had decided to go with Lucas and Cherilyn as emotional support since we would be back by late Sunday. Lucas and I were sitting in the back seat and Cherilyn sat in the passenger seat next to Sean. They were talking quietly and Lucas was resting against my shoulder. We pulled up to the train station and got out together; including Sean.
“You don't have to come with us,” I said.
“I wanna make sure you guys get on the train okay,” he said.
“That's so sweet,” I heard Cherilyn whisper.
Unfortunately there were no trains leaving for the Vegas area until later the next afternoon. Lucas started freaking out and Cherilyn froze. I grabbed his shoulders and forced his eyes onto mine.
“Lucas,” I said loudly, “You need to calm down.”
His eyes filled with tears.
“Relax,” I said, “Breathe. We'll find another way.”
“I'll drive you,” Sean said.
“No,” I said, “That's not necessary.”
“I want to,” he said as he looked at Cherilyn.
I walked out with arm around Lucas's shoulders, kissing the top of his head as I felt him shivering with anxiety. Sean and Cherilyn were only a few steps ahead of us. As we packed into the car together, Lucas cuddled against me. Within about a half hour, he was asleep. It wasn't long until the passing lights on the highway started to lull me into sleep. With my forehead pressed against the window, I drifted off to a deep, dreamless slumber.
* * *
The light from the rising sun in the horizon pulled me out of my sleep. Lucas had turned over to put his head against his side of the car. We were still moving and when my eyes focused I saw Sean was still driving. I sat up in a more comfortable position, as if that were a possibility, and tapped him on the shoulder to get his attention without waking anyone.
“Morning,” he said.
“Have you been driving all night?” I asked.
“Grabbed an energy drink back in Monterey,” he said.
“Where are we now?” I asked.
“About an hour outside of Vegas,” he said.
“Well let me take over, then,” I said, “You should get some rest.”
“That's not necessary,” he said.
“Please,” I said, “I want to.”
I grinned at him and saw his grin in the reflection of the rear-view mirror. He pulled the car over and we switched seats. Time seemed to go by so quickly and in 40 short minutes, we were coming up to the hospital that called Cherilyn just six hours ago.
* * *
Cherilyn bolted through the automatic doors once they opened and Lucas was hot on her heels. Sean and I tried our best to keep up and were a few seconds behind them when they reached the Nurse's station. This hospital was very different than the one near the school and looked very modernized. It was like a giant hotel rather than a large concentration of people with various diseases.
Cherilyn stood impatiently in line as Sean and I sat down in a couple empty seats. It was early so there weren't too many people here, but Lucas still couldn't calm himself down. I knew he had somewhat of an issue with anxiety, but I had no idea how bad it actually was. He stood by the window, looking out at the garden area outside. When Cherilyn finally reached the counter, Lucas was instantly at her side.
“Hello, welcome to Spring Valley Hospital. How may I help you?” the nurse at the counter said.
“Hi, my name is Cherilyn McDonald,” she said, “You called me last night about my brother Travis.”
“One second,” the nurse said as her fingers clicked against the keyboard in front of her.
She picked up the phone and dialed a number. I could see Lucas's impatience getting worse and I stood to walk over to him, but he waved his hand at me and motioned for me to sit back down. The nurse hung up the phone and looked at Cherilyn.
“Take the elevator to the third floor and take a left as you go out. There will be a small waiting room to the right. Dr Greene will be waiting there for you.”
And we took off again. Cherilyn was nearly running when the elevator doors opened up to the third floor and Lucas wasn't far behind her. Sean and I were barely making it around the corner when Lucas and Cherilyn had already started talking to the doctor standing at the door. We didn't hear the first part of the conversation, but once we got in earshot we heard the news.
“His car was found a few feet away from the road behind some trees. He hasn't spoken much, but the police think he may have hit a deer judging from the damage to the front of his car and the severity of his injuries.”
“Severity?” Cherilyn asked.
“He was pretty beat up. Whatever happened, his airbag didn't deploy and his body hit the steering wheel upon impact.”
“Is he okay?” Lucas asked.
“He's stable and conscious. He had a bit of internal bleeding but we stopped it with surgery last night. We're just waiting to see if he may need more surgery.”
“So he's okay?” I asked.
“For the time being,” he said.
“Can we see him?” Cherilyn asked.
“Just for a few minutes,” he said.
Dr. Greene walked us through the door and down the hall. We passed several rooms with critical patients, dying patients, and patients recovering from surgery. The smell was nauseating and made me remember when I went to the hospital after I found my mom. Dr. Greene stopped in front of a curtain covered doorway, pushed the curtain aside, and let Cherilyn inside. Lucas took a step forward and stopped. I looked back at him and saw the familiar signs of an anxiety attack.
I walked over to him and put my hand on his face.
“Luke,” I said, “Are you okay?”
“No,” he whispered, “I can't go in there.”
“Yes, you can,” I said, “You have to. You know you do.”
I held out my hand and grabbed his.
“Come on,” I said, “We'll go together.”
I felt his hand wrap around mine. His gripped tightened as I pulled the curtain aside. I knew his eyes were shut, but I pulled him inside with me.
“Lucas,” I said, “Open your eyes.”
I watched as his eyes clenched shut, and then slowly opened. The instant his eyes fell on Travis, who was lying in the bed in front of us and staring up at Luke, I saw all the panic and anxiety leave him in the form of tears streaming down his face. He fell to his knees beside the bed and his head rested against Travis's shoulder. I knelt beside him and put my hand on his back as he cried all his fears out in relief.
I never realized how much Lucas actually cared about everyone until that moment. I remember thinking of him as an angel in human form. He was empathetic, compassionate, and most of all, he held everyone in his life so close to his heart. I wouldn't have believed it if I saw it, but the love that Lucas Harper is capable of surpasses anyone else I've ever met.
As his crying settled into a heavy breathing, Lucas pulled his head away from Travis and looked him in the eyes.
“Thank God you're okay,” he whispered.
Cherilyn moved to the other side of the bed and sat in the chair next to it. She grabbed Travis's hand and they all sat in silence for a while. Travis still couldn't talk very much and was slipping in and out of consciousness every few minutes. Sean and I stood back watching Cherilyn and Lucas as they felt relief wash over their face like a cool breeze during an endless summer. I lost track of how long we stood there together, but I know Travis was unconscious for a while when Sean finally spoke.
“You guys should go get some rest,” he said.
“I'm not leaving him,” Cherilyn said.
Sean walked over to her and put his hand on her arm.
“Lynn, you're a mess right now. He's gonna be asleep for a while. They've got him on some pretty strong painkillers. He won't even know if you're here or not,” he said, “The best thing you can do right now is go get some rest yourself.”
Her eyes focused on his. I could see the fight inside of them. She wanted nothing more than to stay here and hold her brother's hand until he woke up, but the exhaustion of riding in a car all night was taking its toll on her mind. She was losing the fight and giving in to her need for a soft bed to sleep on. She simply nodded at Sean and he smiled at her.
He looked over at Lucas and said, “I don't have to convince you too, do I? ‘Cause I don't think Aaron has the heart to fight with you right now.”
“No,” Luke said, “I'll go willingly.”
“Good,” Sean said winking at me, “I'll go reserve us a couple rooms at that Hampton I saw down the street. You guys can wait here a little longer; I'll be back.”
* * *
I dropped our bags on the floor as we walked in the door. The familiar smell of a nice hotel room washed over my face and into my lungs as I took a deep breath through my nose. Lucas sat down on the bed facing the window that overlooked the parking lot and sighed. I walked over and sat down next to him. His head fell against my shoulder almost instantly and his hand grabbed onto mine.
“How you doin', sweet boy?” I asked.
“Better,” he said, “Thank you for coming with us.”
“Please, I didn't have much of a choice.”
“What do you mean?” he asked.
“I mean there was no way I was letting you go without me,” I said, “I knew you'd need me here.”
“You just know me,” he said smiling, “And I love it.”
“Luke, I know more than you think,” I said.
His head lifted off of my shoulder and I looked into his eyes. I knew what was really going on these past few months. The nightmares he had when he thought he was going to leave me, the anxiety issues, the constant need to know everyone is okay; he was still running.
“After we were attacked at your house,” I said, “You told me you were okay. But I don't think you are, Luke.”
“I don't know what you're talking about,” he said.
“Yes you do,” I said, “This isn't normal, Luke. You're not supposed to be afraid all the time.”
“I'm not,” he said.
“You are,” I said, “I think you have post traumatic stress.”
“No,” he said standing up.
I stood with him and said, “Luke listen to me. I'm worried about you.”
“Don't be, Aaron, I'm fine,” he said.
“You're not though,” I said, “You're driving yourself crazy. It's been one thing after another with you since we got back to school.”
“It hasn't...” he said. But I could tell he was realizing the truth.
“Luke, I love you,” I said grabbing the back of his head, “And I want you to be okay when you leave. I don't want you to be like this.”
Tears were starting to form in both of our eyes. His hazel pools were distorted by the moisture in them as he began to put the pieces together in his own mind.
“Please promise me you'll see Veronica,” I said.
“Who?” he asked.
“My counselor... the one who helped me after I was attacked.” In hindsight, I realize that I could never say the word “raped” after the time I said it to Luke when I called him.
He was thoughtful for a moment. I knew he was mulling things over in his mind and wondering how to process what I was saying.
“Okay,” he said after a couple minutes, “I promise.”
I pulled him into a hug and wiped my eyes on his t-shirt. I felt his lips press against my neck and when they pulled away he whispered into my ear.
“I'll do it for you.”
* * *
It was a simple raccoon. Travis was driving down the road at night and a raccoon shot out from the trees across the road. It caused him to freak and lose control of the car just as he was about to go over the bridge. He hit end of the side railing and it flipped his car over into the ditch. He slid down the hillside a bit into the tress. The police started looking on the outskirts of town and found broken glass near the bridge which caused them to investigate.
He was down there for almost four days.
When he finally regained consciousness for good, he was able to tell the doctors what really happened. Cherilyn stayed with him most of the time as Sean, Luke, and I all rested in the hotel rooms. It was only when he was able to eat on his own that she finally left his side to go rest for a while. Lucas stayed with him while she was gone and told Travis the story he told me a couple nights ago.
I don't know how long we were in that room, but it was dark by the time Sean and Cherilyn popped in to check on Travis one more time before visiting hours were over. I grabbed Lucas's hand and held him close to me as the four of us said our good nights to Travis and headed out. Sean had been absolutely amazing to us all the whole time despite having known me for a few days and Lucas and Cherilyn for less than 48 hours. He took us out to dinner in order to celebrate the fact that Travis's doctor told us Travis would be making a full recovery in a few days.
I tried my best to be as affectionate toward Lucas. He had a couple drinks to calm himself down and ended up being a little tipsy by the end of the meal. He stumbled alongside me as we walked out of the restaurant and when we got in the car, he leaned against me and pressed his lips softly against my neck. I knew what he wanted now that he was feeling better. It had been long enough since the last time I had the opportunity to even see him naked rather than to caress his wonderfully sculpted chest and feel the warmth of his thick tool slip inside me.
We were two steps into the room when I felt his hand squeeze my ass. The seductive smile on his face melted my heart and any objection I could have possibly had. His lips found mine and with his usual gentle touch, he pressed our lips together. There was no urgency in his lips, but it was all coming out in his hands. They were running all over me; grabbing everything they could and pulling my body into his.
He pulled me toward the foot of the bed and sat down. My crotch was pushed up against his chest as my face leaned towards his to keep our lips together. His hands moved to cup my ass and pull me closer to him. My quickly hardening cock pushed against his pecs and screamed inside its denim confinement. I felt his fingers tighten around the edges of my ass as one of them pushed toward the inside.
He fell backwards and pulled me on top of him. We slipped off our shoes and climbed up further. He flipped me over and pulled his shirt off as he sat on my lap. His blonde hair ruffled as it reappeared through the collar of his shirt and his sparkling hazel eyes gazed down on me. My hands went up to his chest and my thumb lightly circled his nipple. As his nipple became erect, I noticed the bulging erection in his jeans.
But he wouldn't let me go near it. When my hand slid down his chest, he batted it away and grinned at me. He leaned forward and kissed my lips gently, then moved to my cheek, then to my neck. He stayed at my neck longer; he knew how turned on I got when he nibbled my neck. His lips eventually made their way down to the collar of my shirt and that's when he started moving quicker.
He lifted my shirt off and before it even hit the ground he was working on my jeans. When those were off, his palm pressed against the fabric of my green boxer briefs. The warmth of his hand flowed into the already warm cloth and pressed up against my quivering tool. His fingertips hooked under the waistband that was littered with American Eagle symbols and gently tugged it down, finally releasing my cock and letting it have the freedom it had been craving.
His lips were on my head the minute my cock jumped out from the briefs. The heat from his mouth and the moisture he spread onto my shaft with his tongue combined into one massive jump start. My heartbeat increased exponentially and my breathing sped up as if someone stomped on the gas pedal of my engine. Lucas looked up at me to witness the effects he was having on me with such a simple use of his mouth.
With all of this going on, there was still something on my mind. This spontaneous decision to pleasure me, but deny himself the same pleasure was completely uncharacteristic of Lucas. It had always been even between us, with the exception of a couple times when he made me cum twice before he had even had a chance to cum himself. And that's when it hit me. It wasn't that he wanted to do this; he had a need to do it. But it was more for him that it was for me.
I felt his need for my skin to touch his and for his lips to fuse with mine. I felt his desire to find comfort in me and to have that comfort be shared between us both. He needed this not for me to be pleasured, but for him to feel safe. It wasn't the orgasm he was working for, it was the guarantee that my arms would be wrapped around him after that happened and that he'd be able to fall asleep knowing that I was there and that I would keep him protected.
The orgasm he gave me was incredible. My eyes and jaw clenched as the muscles in my lower body flexed against Lucas's weight on it. My abs tightened and the explosion erupted straight into Lucas's throat. He took every drop and when the crescendo was over, and the percussion instruments in my head silenced, Lucas crawled up to be level with me. I wiped a drop of my cum from his lips and he nestled himself into me.
Before he fell asleep, he whispered into my ear.
“There's nothing I wouldn't do for you Aaron.”
* * *
Lucas and I were getting ready to get on the train. Cherilyn wanted to stay an extra day or two to be with Travis, and Sean volunteered to stay behind and drive her home. Lucas seemed relaxed the entire way home and even slept for a bit. I on the other hand couldn't stop worrying about him. I should have seen the signs; they were all right in front of me. I should have made him talk to Veronica back when he was having those nightmares.
What's worse was I felt responsible. It was my attacker that caused this, and I was feeling completely fine. I guess it was the first one that got to me, but when I was able to face him again I was able to get over my fears. Lucas didn't have that opportunity.
We were on the train for what seemed like forever. Lucas was constantly drifting in and out of sleep and every now and then would grab my hand and hold onto it as long as he was awake. I knew what he was going through, though. The nightmares, the inability to feel safe, and worst of all: the inescapable fact that he had to face this sooner or later. I knew what he really needed; it was what helped me get over my fears... but I wanted to see if talking to my counselor would help him. After all, she helped me back when I needed help most. She helped me get over my fears and over myself back when I first met Lucas.
If it weren't for Veronica, I would have ruined this months ago.
Craiger
JUB Addict
Wow, ITC,
The intensity and strength in that chapter was well worth waiting for. Now it is time for Aaron to guard and protect Lucas. With Travis' safety settled Lucas needs now to look inward and find the help he requires and be willing to accept the help from Aaron. It sounds as though we have another romance forming with Sean and Cherilyn. That would be nice. Thanks for starting the New Year off so well for us all.
Craiger
The intensity and strength in that chapter was well worth waiting for. Now it is time for Aaron to guard and protect Lucas. With Travis' safety settled Lucas needs now to look inward and find the help he requires and be willing to accept the help from Aaron. It sounds as though we have another romance forming with Sean and Cherilyn. That would be nice. Thanks for starting the New Year off so well for us all.
Craiger
pe_gay89
Porn Star
Wow, great stuff. I'm glad Travis is okay. As for the rest of it, just wow. I'd provide a greater analysis, but my brain doesn't work at such ridiculous hours, and I know I'd forget to do it later. I am, as always, really looking forward to the next chapter.
ITC,
I've had this chapter up in a tab since you posted it, but there were too many distractions/competing pressures to read it. I just did. Wow. Intense. Passionate.
There is a lot of love and concern permeating this chapter.
The intensity of emotions over Travis' accident, and the slowly erupting issues Lucas has kept semi-suppressed since Aaron's attack.
Thank you for coming back to your story as your life allowed, and sharing your wonderful talent with us.
I've had this chapter up in a tab since you posted it, but there were too many distractions/competing pressures to read it. I just did. Wow. Intense. Passionate.
There is a lot of love and concern permeating this chapter.
The intensity of emotions over Travis' accident, and the slowly erupting issues Lucas has kept semi-suppressed since Aaron's attack.
Thank you for coming back to your story as your life allowed, and sharing your wonderful talent with us.
Welcome back ITC! 
inthecloset
Porn Star
Just letting you all know, the next chapter is almost done. I've been getting distracted these past couple weeks but I'm putting the final touches on it tonight and sending it to my editor.
Much Love,
- ITC
Much Love,
- ITC
