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Wings of A Butterfly

Hey boys! Sorry for the long delay. I recently came out to my group of friends so I've been dealing with their questions and jokes for the past few weeks. I'm so happy I did it though. I'm one hand out of the closet now! :D


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Wings of A Butterfly

Chapter Thirteen:
A Truth Revealed​



The sunlight seeped through the window and hit my face. The warmth from the sunlight combined with the warmth from the body that was pressing up against me felt really good. I rolled over and faced Lucas and rested my head on his chest. I felt his hand move to the back of my head and brush through my hair. A smile crept along my face as my fingers traced along the crevices of his bare chest.


I looked up, still smiling, into his bright hazel eyes. The sunlight made them seem even brighter. Or perhaps it was his happiness that was doing that. Either way, I felt better than I have in a long time just looking at his face. He kissed my forehead and ran his hand softly down my back.


“Good morning,” he said.
“Well good morning to you too,” I said with a grin pointing at his obvious morning wood.
“Shut up,” he said covering his face with his hand.
“Early riser eh?” I said sitting up with the same grin.
He rolled his eyes at me and laughed. “So how did you sleep?” he asked.
I paused for a moment and said, “Very well actually.”
“Really?” he asked, “No nightmares?”
“Not one,” I said.
“Yay!” he said with a smile.
“Yeah,” I said, “Just had this dream that I had an amazing night with the guy I’m kind of in love with.”
“And did that guy rock your world?” he said with a smile.
“Sorta,” I said with a grin.


I leaned forward and kissed him softly.


“I’m hungry,” I said, “Let’s go get some breakfast.”
“I’ll meet you down there,” he said, “I’m gonna grab a shower before Lynn gets a chance to use up all the hot water.”
“Okay,” I said.


I stood up and went over to the dresser to grab some fresh clothes. Lucas whistled at me when the sheet fell away and revealed my ass and I just rolled my eyes at him and smiled. With my pajama pants and a sweatshirt on I went downstairs to cook some breakfast for me and Lucas. When I got down there, I saw Travis and Kelsey in the kitchen already making some food. I smelled pancakes and eggs at the food of the stairs and my stomach growled when I came into sight of the box of sausages.


“Morning,” Travis said, “Sleep well?”
“Yeah,” I said.
“I’ll bet,” he said under his breath.
“Sorry?” I asked.
“The walls aren’t exactly thick in this place,” Kelsey said blushing.
“Oh…my God…” I said.
“Glad to see you aren’t givin’ Lucas some blue balls after all,” he said.
“You heard?” I asked.
“You guys aren’t exactly mice you know,” he said.
“Mice are actually pretty loud when they have sex,” Mike said as he rounded the corner from the media room.
“You heard too?” I asked him.
“Nah, Carly drowned out your noises with some of her own,” he said with a wink.
“Over sharing,” I said with a disgusted look on my face.
“Oh come on,” Mike said, “Hearing you and Luke go at it isn’t exactly conducive to sleep for me either.”
“Okay! Then can we please stop talking about it now?” I said.
“Talking about what?” Carly said as she came down from the stairs.
“Nothing,” I said.
“Aaron finally put out last night,” Mike said.
“How romantic of you Mike,” she said sarcastically.

I sighed heavily and sat at the counter with a cup of coffee. I sat there fiddling my thumbs around the mug and slowly sipped at it until Lucas came barreling down the stairs. His golden hair was darkened by the water that was still in it from his shower. He came around the corner and wrapped his arms around me from behind and kissed me on the cheek.


“Aww look at the little love birds,” Mike said.
“I may be a homo but I’ll still knock your teeth out Mike,” I said.
“Ooh I like this feisty side of you,” Luke said to me.


I smiled at him as he sat down at the counter next to me. Travis brought us each a plate of pancakes, eggs, hash browns, sausage and a piece of French toast. I dove right into my plate as soon as it hit the granite and was finished within minutes.


“Man this guy works up an appetite after sex eh?” Mike said.
“You told them?” Luke asked.
“They heard us apparently,” I said.
“Oh shit,” he said covering his face with his hand, “I forgot about the walls in this place.”
“Don’t worry about it,” I whispered, “Mike’s just having his fun.”
“I won’t if you won’t,” he said.


I got up and walked out onto the porch with the rest of my coffee in hand. I stared out at the trees and found comfort in them somehow. I don’t know how long I was lost in my world when Mike came out the front door. He stood right next to me and took in a deep breath.


“Come to make more jokes?” I asked.
“No,” he said, “I came to apologize.”
“Why?” I asked.
“Well, it was rude for starters,” he said.
“Yeah but if I was bothered by that Carly would have dumped you by now,” I said.
“I guess I deserved that,” he said, “But I wanna make it up to you.”
“How so?” I asked.
“Well,” he said as he pulled something out of his pocket, “Like this.”


I took the little box from him and opened it. Inside was a beautiful diamond engagement ring with an emerald stone. My mouth dropped to the ground when my eyes adjusted to how bright it was. I was speechless. I turned and stared at Mike, unsure of what to say. Small bursts of attempted words came out of my throat, but I couldn’t actually say anything coherent.


“I wanna propose to her after finals,” he said.
“Are you…” I started.
“Insane?” he asked, “Maybe.”
“You’re really gonna propose to her?” I asked.
“Yeah,” he said, “And I want you to be my best man.”
“W-why?” I asked.
“I know we never really considered each other as friends Aaron,” he said, “But Carly thinks of you as family, and I’ve always respected you and cared for you because Carly did.”
“Oh,” I said.
“And not just because of that,” he said, “You have such enormous strength. If I could be even half as strong as you then Carly and I would be perfect for the rest of our lives. I want you to be the one who stands next to me.”
“I don’t know what to say Mike,” I said, “Except…of course I will.”
“Really?” he asked.
“Yeah,” I said, “I’d be honored.”


He smiled as he pulled me in and squeezed me in a big bear hug. I hugged him back as his excitement spilled into me. Lucas came out the door with our bags draped over him and gave me a little smirk.


“You tryin to steal my boy Mike?” he asked.
“Of course,” Mike said with a lisp, “He’s just so sexy.”
“Alright, alright get off of him,” Lucas said.
“I’ll see you later lover,” Mike said as he went back inside.
“You ready to go?” Lucas asked me still smiling.
“Yeah,” I said, “If we have to.”
“Well finals are in a day or so,” he said, “Gotta get studying.”
“Fuck you’re right. You need a hand?” I asked as he was leaning down to pick up the bags.
“Sure,” he said.


***


Lucas and I were sitting in the backseat of his car as Cherilyn drove with Nick in the passenger seat. Luke’s arm was over my shoulders as my head rested against him. We were listening to Cherilyn’s iPod which didn’t have horrible music but still wasn’t great. When one of the songs I wasn’t paying attention to ended, she hit the pause button and looked into the rearview mirror.


“Hey Luke what you doin for Christmas?” she asked.
“Uh, same old shit,” he said, “Family and all that jazz.”
“Ha, good luck,” she said, “What about you Aaron?”
Crap.
“Nothing really,” I said.
“Not going home?” she asked.
“No home to go to,” I said.
“What do you mean?” she asked.
“Just drop it Lynn,” Luke said.
“No it’s okay,” I said, “My mom died a few years ago.”
“Oh,” she said, “Oh God I’m so sorry.”
“Don’t worry about it,” I said, “You didn’t know.”
“I’m really sorry Aaron,” she said.


We were silent for a moment as I felt Luke’s thumb stroke my shoulder.


“So, you don’t have anywhere to go?” she asked.
“No,” I said, “I’ve been going to Henry’s for the past couple years, but he’s still in rehab.”


The look in her eye aimed at Luke through the rearview mirror told me they were trying to communicate something. The look in his eye told me he wasn’t really excited about what she wanted to say.


“Why don’t you come home with us?” she asked.
“Oh,” I said, “Uh, that’d be nice but I don’t want to impose.”
“Nonsense,” she said.
“Is that what you want?” I asked Luke.
He let out a soft sigh and said, “Yeah.”
“Awesome!” she said.


***


My bags hit the floor almost simultaneously as the door shut behind me. I was glad to be back, but I also missed this weekend already. Lucas was already laying on my bed with a smirk on his face. I looked across the room where Jonathan’s stuff would have been and sighed when I thought of Henry. Three weeks and no new letter; I was starting to feel alone again.


I looked back over at Lucas and he was sitting up. He grabbed my hand and guided me towards him. I sat at the edge of my bed as he draped his arm around my shoulder. I leaned into him and took another deep sigh.


“You miss Henry a lot don’t you?” he asked.
“Every day,” I said, “How do you deal with it?”
“Well, John was a little messed up,” he said, “I just remind myself that he’s getting better.”
“I wish that worked for me,” I said.
“He’ll be back soon,” he said.
“I hope so,” I said softly.


We lay back onto the bed together. His fingers traced every part of my face. I closed my eyes when his fingertips came close and felt him graze them over my eyelids. A smile forced itself across my face when he did this. I felt his lips on my cheek right over my left dimple. My eyes opened and stared into his beautiful face. His smile mirrored mine as he rested his hand on my chest.


Then something clicked in my mind. I rolled over on top of him and kissed his cheek. I moved my lips down to his neck and kissed him there. My lips went down to the collar of his shirt and kissed right at the edge of it. His hands went down to my back as my left hand went under his shirt to feel his stomach.


As my hand went up his abs, I stuck my tongue out to lick from the base of his neck to the bottom of his chin. His face was covered with a smile when kissed his jaw. I took his lower lip with my teeth. When I let go I smiled back at him and sat up to take off my shirt. He brought his hands up to my chest and ran them down my stomach to my waist and rested them on my hips.


I leaned forward again to kiss him. His hands squeezed my hips softly as our tongues mashed together in each others' mouths. His arms suddenly wrapped around my torso and rolled me over. He landed on top of me with my legs wrapped around his waist. I felt my jeans come unbuttoned. I looked down to see his hands working the zipper and trying to gain access.


He looked confused when I pushed him off of me. That look quickly went away when I slid my pants off. He did the same with his and rolled back on top of me. I felt his rock hard cock grinding into my pelvis. I slid my boxers off and turned over to lay on my stomach. The sound of a condom wrapper being torn open and a lube bottle cap pop off made my heart pound in my chest.


“Let me know if I need to slow down okay?” he said with a smile.
“Promise,” I said flashing him a smile back.


He placed his hands on my ass and massaged it a bit. I felt his fingertip graze over my hole. A second later, he started to push it inside. He had put some lube on it to make it easier. He added a second finger after a moment and started to stretch my hole a little. He removed his fingers and placed his hands on my shoulders.


“Here it comes,” he said.


He pushed me up on my knees and pressed his legs against mine. The pressure of the head of his cock against my hole made me jump slightly as he pushed forward. Within seconds he was completely in me and my ass was pressed up against his pelvis. I let out a very audible moan as he forced himself inside me. His hands moved from my shoulders to my hips as he pulled himself away from me. He forced me backwards as he thrust forward and slammed his cock into my hole.


I moaned louder and stood up on my knees as I reached behind me to grab the back of his head. I twisted around to kiss him as he thrust into me. He worked fast and savagely attacked my hole without breaking our kiss. My knees started to hurt and sweat was dripping from where our legs were pressed together. His thrusts became more rapid as his breathing increased. He wrapped his arms around my torso and forced our bodies together as his muscles clenched.


His cock erupted in my and a loud roar came from his throat as his orgasm peaked. He reached his hand around and started jacking me off without taking his cock out of my ass. His left arm was wrapped around my torso keeping my arms from helping as his right hand pumped furiously at my eager cock. My breaths became short as I felt myself going over the edge. He quickly pulled out of me and turned me around. He dropped down to position his face in front of my cock as I exploded all over him. I squirted all over him five times and all he could do was smile as he tried to catch them in his mouth. Each one missed but he still laughed uncontrollably trying to do it.


I collapsed onto my back and he climbed up to me. He grabbed a couple tissues and wiped my cum off his face. I opened my arms to him and he laid into my torso. No words were said. We just sat there in each others arms, each of us smiling. My mind was buzzing with a million different thoughts. But one shot out from everything else and brought a question to my attention.


“Hey Luke,” I said.
“Yeah sexy?” he said with a grin.
“Earlier in the car,” I said, “When Lynn asked me to come home with you guys for Christmas.”
“What about it?” he asked.
“Why were you reluctant about it?”
“Oh,” he said, “Well it's just... no one at home knows I'm gay.”
“Oh, really?” I asked.
“Yeah,” he said, “Not even my parents know.”
“Oh,” I said, “How come you never told them.”
He hesitated.
“Luke?” I asked.
“I don't know,” he said.


I was silent for a moment. So was he. But another question burned in my mind.


“Why do you do that?” I asked.
“Do what?”
“Avoid talking about your family; your past.”
“I don't know what you mean,” he said sitting up.
“Yeah you do,” I said sitting up with him.


He stayed silent. He pulled his knees up to his chest and wrapped his arms around them. After a moment, I realized he was crying. I put my hand on his back and pulled him into my arms.


“Luke,” I said, “I'm sorry.”
“Don't be,” he said with a sniffle.
“What's so horrible that you can't tell me?” I asked.
“I killed my best friend...”
 
Congratulations on coming out to your friends! Takes balls dude :P

I don't believe I've commented before but I've read this and your other stories, and I must say they're all great work. Very glad to have you back... and this cliffhanger will kill me if it isn't resolved soon! Hurry back!
 
Dear Semi-OUToftheCloset,
What a wonderful surprise this morning!
It's great to hear from you. Even moreso because of your news!

What a transition from wake-up and breakfast with the gang to cliffhanger/dropped a bomb ending, though!

I'm happy for them in the kindling of their relationship, and their friendships with the others.

I'm happier for YOU that you've been able to tell your group of friends and the reaction has been favourable. Glad they've been razzing you - means they care about you - as some of the guys at work tell me - "How would you know we love you if we didn't pick on you?". That's why I walk around like a Victor Hugo character instead of my moniker.

Thanks so much for letting us know that you're alive and VERY well.
Thanks, too, for remembering us and continuing this wonderful, emotional tale.
You have a narrative gift, and we are the grateful beneficiaries of your talents.

p.s. For any of you who may not know my earlier reference ~ Quasimodo ~ The Hunchback of Notre Dame.

:=D: (*8*) :D :wave:
 
DonQuixote said:
I'm happier for YOU that you've been able to tell your group of friends and the reaction has been favourable. Glad they've been razzing you - means they care about you - as some of the guys at work tell me - "How would you know we love you if we didn't pick on you?". That's why I walk around like a Victor Hugo character instead of my moniker.


p.s. For any of you who may not know my earlier reference ~ Quasimodo ~ The Hunchback of Notre Dame.
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I love wikipedia.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Victor_hugo

I actually didn't know Victor Hugo wrote BOTH Les Miserables AND Notre-Dame de Paris!

I always thought it took a good, healthy sense of humor to have Don Quixote as a screen name, haha. You're obviously not as insane as he was. Even so, he was a very lovable character :P



Alrighty, I apologize for hijacking the thread, carry on!!
 
His vision may have been a bit blurred, and he may have tilted at Windmills, but his soul was pure and his motives, true.

I keep Dreaming the Impossible Dream despite life's ups and downs. I try to keep my feet firmly planted in Terra Firma while I'm doing it but, if they manage to get aloft from time to time, Qué Será Será!

We now return you to your (ir)regularly scheduled program.
 
ITC,

Congratulations on telling your friends. I'm sure there is a lot of relief and the stress of living a double life is finally over. At least with them. And slowly you will find the courage to tell others. I am happy for you.

Another excellent chapter with another excellent cliffhanger...lol As others have said, I can hardly wait for the resolution of Lucas' story.

Craiger
 
Oh Dear!!
It seems Lucas is carrying some baggage, too
I do hope the love they have will help each of them through to a happy ending.
Thanks ITC
More please
Harry
 
Hey guys. I realize it's been a while since my last update. I just wanted to let you know I'm still alive lol. I've been working on my personal life for the past month along with school and work so it's difficult to find time to write. I hope I haven't lost any fans and I just want to assure you that I will post another chapter as soon as I get time to write.

Much love,
- ITC
 
ITC,
No worries. Real Life and School always take precedence. We still Love you.
 
I don't think I can put it any better than DQ! We'll still be here when you've got time to write. If that takes a while, well that'll just give me an excuse to read the whole story again when the new chapter arrives. :D
 
Hey guys, I am SOOOO sorry for the delay. It's been a rough couple of months and I'm not doing so well. I finally found some time to write so I figured I'd post the next chapter for you guys. For those of you wondering... We're about to get into some really rocky events soon so buckle up and hold on tight cause after this chapter, it's not going to be easy.
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Wings of A Butterfly

Chapter Fourteen:
The Best of Me
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My stomach tightened as my breath shot out from my lungs. My heart stopped as he looked me dead in the eye. I didn't know what to say to him. His body was tense. I moved my hand away from his back and moved to sit in a more comfortable position. His eyes were downcast and his face was scrunched in a pained look. I didn't expect what he had just said.


“You...You what?” I asked.
“She was in a car accident,” he said, “But it was my fault.”


I sighed in relief. For a moment there, I didn't know what to think.


“Luke,” I said as I put my hand back where it was to comfort him, “Tell me what happened.”
“You remember how I said when I was little, my family moved around a lot?” he asked.
“Of course,” I said.
“Well, when I was about 11 we stopped,” he said, “It was the first place I really felt at home. We were unpacking the moving truck when I saw a girl next door playing soccer by herself. She was about the same age as me so my mom told me to go over and introduce myself. I asked her if she wanted a goalie to play against and we were inseparable ever since.”


He played with the white bedsheets as he summoned the courage to keep talking.


“Her name was Michelle. We did everything together and she would do anything for me no questions asked. She would probably kill someone for me if I asked her to,” he said.


He looked up at me and the despair in his eyes was clear. I pulled him closer to me and embraced him.


“When I was a sophomore, I started noticing these urges. But they weren't the urges I was expecting. I was finding myself more and more attracted to the guys in my classes,” he said, “And I tried my hardest to stop thinking about them. After a year of hating myself and trying to ignore the thoughts, I came up with a plan. I figured I would ask a girl out and then if something happened I could keep those thoughts buried forever.”


He took in a deep breath.


“I thought who better to ask out than my best friend,” he said, “But that was a huge mistake.”
“Why?” I asked.
“We dated for about a year, and I finally came to terms with the thoughts and the fact that I was gay,” he said, “And I told her the week before Graduation.”


He took in a sharp breath this time. I wiped a couple tears that had just fallen down his face.


“She was...so hurt...” he said, “She wouldn't even talk to me.”
“Luke I'm sorry,” I said.
“We were supposed to go out the night after graduation, but she wouldn't return my calls,” he said, “I found out she went to a movie with her friends Alexis and Chloe. They were pulling out of the parking lot when a truck plowed right into them. The doctor told me that since the truck hit her side of the car, her death was quick and relatively painless...but I knew she was in a lot of pain.”


That broke him. He broke out in tears and hugged me tightly. His pain surged through me and I felt tears starting to burn my eyes as well. I pulled him away from me when his sobs slowed down, grabbed his hands, and looked him dead in the eye.


“Lucas,” I said, “That was not your fault.”
“Yes it was,” he said.
“No, listen to me,” I said, “There was nothing you could have done to keep that from happening. You didn't put her in that car.”
“But she was there because of what I did,” he said, “And so were her friends.”
“Lucas,” I said as I forced him to look at me, “It wasn't your fault she reacted the way she did. That was her fault, not yours. Her death wasn't your fault either. It was the guy that was driving the truck. You are in no way responsible.”
“But-”
“No!” I said, “Not a chance in hell. And you need to believe that right now. You have no reason to feel guilty. You were honest with her. The only way it would have been your fault is if it was a lie that caused it.”


He closed his eyes and took several deep breaths.


“I miss her so much...” he said.
“I know Luke,” I said, “But you can't feel guilty for being happy. You owe it to her to be as happy as you can be. She wouldn't want you to wallow in misery for the rest of your life.”
“Well then what am I supposed to do?” he asked.
I paused for a moment and said, “You grieve...and then you find a way to move on.”


He was silent for a moment. He didn't look at me, but he didn't let go of my hands. I pulled him back into me and hugged him as he cried again. I moved my hand up to his neck and tried to comfort him. Gently and slowly, I laid us both down again. I never let go of him as he cried himself to sleep. Shortly after, I drifted off to sleep as well.


* * *


I stood outside the room waiting for Lucas. I got bored so I pulled out my iPod and started listening to the band that played at the club we went to that weekend. I closed my eyes as a violin intro penetrated my soul and rushed me into a musical trance.


If I could find yesterday
I would take you back to where I'm comin from
Cause you can see the way
all these scars have kept me runnin
and chasin down the past
But I'm all done; I'm turnin back.


I swear
You're the only reason I keep breathin
I swear
You keep on givin me the reason to keep believin


I noticed a slight change in temperature as something warm brushed against my arm. I kept my eyes closed as a smile crept across my face.


“Hey Luke,” I said pulling my headphones out.
“How'd you know?” he asked.
“Beats me,” I said, “How'd you do on the test?”
“I don't even wanna think about it,” he said.


We got up and started walking towards the dorms. I felt his hand brush against mine as we walked together so I grabbed it and laced our fingers together. I looked up into his eyes and smiled. His golden hair was mostly hidden by his beanie but poked out at the edges. His face was a little scruffy. His finals schedule was intense and keeping him from paying attention to his appearance. Even though he looked like he hadn't slept in days, I still thought he was beautiful.


“So, tomorrow's your last one right?” I asked.
“Yeah. I'm gonna go shower, shave, and pack right now,” he said.
“Want some company?” I asked.
“Don't you have a test in an hour?” he asked.
“Yeah but I can hang out until then,” I said.
“I don't know,” he said as he let go of my hand and put his around my shoulders, “If you're there I might get too distracted.”
“What if I promise to keep my clothes on?” I asked as I leaned in to kiss his neck.
“That'll be a tough promise to keep,” he said with his cocky smirk.
“Someone's a little overconfident,” I said.
“No, I just know you better than you think,” he said with a wink.
“Hmm you're right I better not,” I said with a smile.


He kissed my forehead as we walked into his building. When we got into his room I dove into his spare bed and started relaxing as he took off to the bathroom. My mind drifted off and thought about meeting Luke's family. My nerves were completely stunned. Even though we had to keep our relationship a secret around them, I was still anxious about what they would think of me.


Luke walked back in about 20 minutes later wearing nothing but a dark blue towel. His hair was still wet and his face was clean of stubble. He walked in, smiled and struck a superman pose that made me burst into laughter.


“You are such a dork,” I said still laughing.
“You love it,” he said with a smirk.
“Well you don't give me much of a choice,” I said as I sat up.


He went over to his dresser and pulled out some clothes. He slid on his boxers and took off the towel and grinned at the disappointed look on my face. His body glistened from the moisture still on his skin as he put on his dark green t-shirt.


“Hmm, I think this is the first time you've put clothes on around me,” I said.
“Well if you're gonna keep your clothes on then so am I,” he said smiling.
“You're not gonna make this easy are you?” I asked.
“Hell no.”


He didn't put on any pants and went over to the closet and pulled out his suitcase. I sat and watched as he found ways to keep bending over and reach up for things to pack. I got up, walked over to him, and put my hands on his hips from behind him. He stood up and turned his head to look me in the eyes. I brought my mouth close to his and stopped short.


“Nice try,” he whispered.
“Damn,” I said with a chuckle.
“You wanna help?” he asked.
“I can come back after my test and help,” I said.
“I'll probably be done and studying by then,” he said.
“Oh, damn.”
“We can do a late dinner if you want,” he said.
“Okay, I'll pick something up for us and bring it over later,” I said.
“Sounds good,” he said.
“I'll see you later then,” I said looking at my watch.
“Okay,” he said smiling, “Love you.”
“Love you,” I said as I walked out.


I was walking down the hallway of Luke's dorm towards the stairs when I saw Travis walking into his room. I went up to his still open door and knocked as I poked my head in. He was packing a bag as well and a big smile spread across his face when he turned to see me.


“Hey Aaron,” he said, “What's up?”
“Nothing, just heading out for my last final.”
“Oh really?” he asked, “What class.”
“English,” I said.
“Ah good luck,” he said.
“Thanks,” I said. I stood there for a moment as the question I wanted to ask burned in my mouth.
“Did you need something?” he asked.
“Uh... actually it's not important,” I said, “I'll see you later.”
“Whoa wait,” he said, “What is it?”
“Uhm...well I wanted to ask you...” I said, “You, uh...own a gun right?”
“I'm an ex-soldier in training Aaron,” he said, “Of course I own a gun.”
“Well...” I said, “Do you think you could...teach me how to use one?”


He stopped what he was doing and froze in his position. He let out a rough sigh and dropped the clothes in his hands. He walked slowly over to me, pulled me inside and shut the door. I felt a little anxious as he started pacing slowly around his room.


“I was really hoping you wouldn't ask me this,” he said.
“Well I am,” I said.
“You shouldn't be,” he said.
“But I am,” I said, “Were you expecting me to?”
“A little,” he said.
“Why?” I asked.
“Look, I understand because you're a rape victim you want to be sure you can protect yourself,” he said, “But a gun makes things more dangerous, not less.”
“I don't care,” I said.
“You should,” he said.
“I care about my safety, and Luke's safety. That's why I want to know how to work a gun.”
“You don't have to guilt me by throwing Luke into this,” he said.
“So you'll do it?” I asked.
“On two conditions,” he said, “You don't ever touch a gun until I say so.”
“And the second?”
“Luke... NEVER finds out.”


* * *


I was surprisingly perky when Lucas knocked on my door. When I opened it, I greeted him with a tight hug and a soft kiss. He looked as if he didn't sleep well the night before, but his eyes immediately brightened up after the kiss.


“Someone's excited,” he said.
“Just a little,” I said.
“Ready?”
“Yeah I just need to pack one more thing,” I said, “I'll meet you down there.”
“Okay, want me to take these bags?” he asked pointing at the duffel and my backpack sitting on my bed.
“Sure,” I said.


He lifted the bags and walked out as I went to my closet and pulled out a white box. I opened it up and looked inside and couldn't resist smiling at the thought of giving it to Luke. I closed it and stuffed it into the smaller suitcase next to me. Grabbing my pillows and my iPod, I flew out the door without a second glance. As I was locking my door, I noticed something on the ground.


I picked up the envelope and turned it over. “Aaron” was scrawled on the front in cursive writing. My stuff fell from my arms as I tore the envelope open. Inside was a folded up piece of paper that had the same cursive writing inside.


“[FONT=Segoe Script, sans-serif]Aaron,[/FONT]
[FONT=Segoe Script, sans-serif]I hope you have an amazing break. I miss you and hope to see you soon.[/FONT][FONT=Segoe Script, sans-serif]”[/FONT]


[FONT=Times New Roman, serif]I flipped the paper over looking for a signature but found nothing. The handwriting looked really familiar, but I couldn't figure out why. The only person I haven't seen in a while was Henry so I assumed it was from him. Another smile stretched across my face with the hope that Henry would be back soon.[/FONT]


[FONT=Times New Roman, serif]I sprinted down the stairs and across the field to the parking lot where Luke was standing at his car. I walked up behind him and lightly slapped him in the back of the head with my free hand. He turned and smiled at me returning the headslap. With an even bigger smile on my face, I tossed my things into the backseat and climbed through the passenger door as Luke got in too.[/FONT]


“[FONT=Times New Roman, serif]Any musical preference?” he asked.[/FONT]
“[FONT=Times New Roman, serif]The Letter Black?” I asked with a grin.[/FONT]
“[FONT=Times New Roman, serif]You're really obsessed with them now aren't you?” he asked.[/FONT]
“[FONT=Times New Roman, serif]No,” I said, “They just make me think of you.”[/FONT]
“[FONT=Times New Roman, serif]Aww,” he said, “That's so cute.”[/FONT]
“[FONT=Times New Roman, serif]Just shut up and drive,” I said blushing.[/FONT]


[FONT=Times New Roman, serif]Luke turned on the car and we drove off towards his hometown. A five hour drive was all that was between us and his family. As we got on the highway, Luke put his hand on mine and held it there for a while. The warmth of his touch calmed me down enough to start falling asleep. Before my eyes shut completely, he took a deep breath.[/FONT]


“[FONT=Times New Roman, serif]So, you excited?” he asked.[/FONT]
“[FONT=Times New Roman, serif]Nervous actually,” I said softly.[/FONT]
“[FONT=Times New Roman, serif]Don't be,” he said, “They're gonna love you.”[/FONT]
“[FONT=Times New Roman, serif]I'm just scared that I'm gonna do or say something stupid to make them hate me,” I said.[/FONT]
“[FONT=Times New Roman, serif]Come on Aaron,” he said, “You're the sweetest, smartest person I know. You've got more common sense than anyone else. And I wish I were as smart as you. There's not a chance in hell you're gonna do anything stupid.”[/FONT]
“[FONT=Times New Roman, serif]Well... I'm also afraid that they're liking me because of our lie,” I said.[/FONT]
“[FONT=Times New Roman, serif]What lie?” he asked.[/FONT]
“[FONT=Times New Roman, serif]You know... you haven't come out yet?” I asked.[/FONT]
“[FONT=Times New Roman, serif]Oh yeah,” he said, “Shit I forgot.”[/FONT]
“[FONT=Times New Roman, serif]I didn't,” I said, “And I don't mind keeping your secret. I just don't want them to hate me when they finally do find out.”[/FONT]
“[FONT=Times New Roman, serif]Well,” he said, “I've actually been meaning to ask you something.”[/FONT]
“[FONT=Times New Roman, serif]What?” I asked.[/FONT]
“[FONT=Times New Roman, serif]I wanted to ask you if it was okay for me to tell them tonight,” he said.[/FONT]
“[FONT=Times New Roman, serif]Really?” I asked.[/FONT]
“[FONT=Times New Roman, serif]Yeah,” he said, “I figure as long as you're there with me, I'll be strong enough to do it.”[/FONT]
“[FONT=Times New Roman, serif]Wow,” I said, “What inspired this turnaround?”[/FONT]
“[FONT=Times New Roman, serif]You did,” he said.[/FONT]
“[FONT=Times New Roman, serif]Aww that's sweet,” I said.[/FONT]
“[FONT=Times New Roman, serif]So... will you be there?” he asked.[/FONT]
“[FONT=Times New Roman, serif]Of course,” I said as I grabbed his hand.[/FONT]


[FONT=Times New Roman, serif]Luke's iPod switched to a softer genre that when mixed with the rising sun, created a warm and relaxing aura in the car. My hand slipped from Luke's as I drifted off to sleep as we passed the county lines and zoomed Northward towards home.[/FONT]
 
Thanks for a great chapter ITC. I enjoyed it very mcuh. Hope there is more to come.
Vic
 
Dear ITC,
Thank you for taking the time to remember us and bring us this chapter.

I hope your "Rough Couple of months" is from a bad bout with the flu or similar, and not from you opening the door, but I sense it's more the latter than the former.

I know we're just names and avatars at a story site, but we're here as much as we can be. If you find yourself wanting to just talk to someone, feel free to PM me. i don't know that I have any answers, but I have a shoulder.

Take care, kind sir.
(*8*) :wave:
 
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