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  1. Chapter 6

    Thanks i dont really like dad either. I'm sorry you have to adult on Tuesday, good luck As for Trent, there might be something that he could but i can't share that here. You'll have to wait and see. Thanks again for the review.
  2. Chapter 11

    Chapter 11 Facing Reality pt 2. When the police and social workers left, after taking the pictures and getting my statement again. I felt totally drained of everything. I just sat there, staring at a piece of grain on the table. Don’t ask me why, I just am. They police said that it might take some time to catch whoever did this to me. Gee thanks, like I don’t have enough to worry about. My parents have this look on their face the entire night, like they were disappointed in me. Well fuck them. I didn’t ask for any of this. I asked to be left alone, but did that happen no. I requested my boyfriend to leave me alone. But did he, no! So excuse me for being a little pissed off at the moment. Hence I’m looking at the table. I don’t have to look into anyone’s eyes and see the hurt, pain, and disappointment. I have enough of that running in my own head. “Aiden?” Jason spoke. He’s the first to speak. Looking up at him, his eyes are puffy and red. Jason looks like a fucking mess. “Yea?” I ask “Do you maybe want to get some air?” He asks. Without missing a beat, I get up and walk over to him. He places his hand around my waist and we start to walk out the room. “Aiden, wait.” I turn around the find my mother standing there with her hand still over her mouth and my dad’s arm around her waist. She trembling, and I cannot do anything to help her, I feel useless. Not needed. “What, mother?” I didn’t mean for it come out that harsh. Her eyes got big, and she looked surprised, almost hurt. “I’m sorry; it’s just been a long day. I didn’t mean to sound angry.” “It’s alright Aiden. I… We understand. But we do need to talk about this sooner or later. I… We need to…” She didn’t finish that sentence, like it was caught in her throat. But I knew what she was going to say anyway. “I know mom. We will. Just not tonight.” I sigh; turning around Jason leads me back through the house and opens the door for me. Stepping out onto the porch, the air sweeps by us in a gentle caress. Inhaling slowly, I smelt the freshness, the moisture, it seemed calming, relaxing, like serenity. How can something that we take for granted every day seem so… Oh, whats the word… “What are you thinking about?” Jason whispers beside me. I lay my head on his shoulder as he wraps his arm around my side. “I’m thinking about how we take things for granted. How everything that happens every day we don’t really acknowledge. I know it seems crazy, but when you went through what I did. And then have to tell the people around you, the ones that you love. It makes you realize that life is short. And the experiences that you make, make you who you are. Am I making any sense?” “I understand perfectly what you’re saying babe…” Did he just say babe? So natural, without thinking… “I like the way that sounds…” I smiled “What?” He asks, with a hint of a smile in his voice I laughed, it felt great to laugh, even for a moment. “Babe.” I simply said “I do like the way it sounds,” He pauses “What are you thinking about?” I ask him as I lead him over the steps, and take a seat. I look out in the neighborhood. Courtney’s street looks so calm, with lights lining the road, the houses looking normal, not out of place. Everyone that lives on this street is probably sleeping in their rooms, in their bed. Peacefully dreaming whatever. While the world just continues to turn and move. They don’t know that at this house, right now. Something happened to disturb the peace. They don’t know that the world is a dangerous place… I shouldn’t even know. I’m only sixteen. I should be a careless teen, making mistakes, staying out past curfew, giving my parents hell, being drunk on the weekends, just being a kid. But, that didn’t happen. I knew the rules. The consequences of my actions. I knew it to be true. Just look at what happened only two days ago? Life isn’t fair, I know that now. “Making sure that you’re alright. I know that you put on a brave front. But I’m not one of them. I know you better than that. I can see that you’re scared. Worried. And I wish that I could have been there for you when they attacked you. I just… I just…” He broke down crying. I turn to the side to where I’m facing him, his head bowed and I’m lost as to what to do… Taking his chin into my hand, I push up so that he is looking at me. The tears cascade down his cheeks, and he looks at me with very sad eyes. They look lost, maybe even scared as well. I smile at him, and look down at his lips. Looking back up into his eyes, and down at his lips. With my heart beating faster, and my anxiety flaring up. I take the plunge and lightly peck him on the lips. What was supposed to be a quick kiss, turned into me wrapping my arms around his head, and his hand lightly going through my hair. His tongue lightly licks my lips asking for permission. I open my mouth as his tongue darts in… our tongues do battle, I heard myself moan from deep in my throat. As he whimpers. I wanted to be closer, I needed to be in contact with his own body. Someone clears their throat from a distance, but we don’t stop. The passion that burns in me had me wanting more… I couldn’t get enough. “Aiden…” Court’s voice rang in my ears, but it felt like a dream. Like a whisper… “Dammit, Aiden.” She smacks my arm “Ow!” I say as we break the kiss, I whimpered. It hurt to stop. Looking up at Court she has a wishful look on her face. “Sorry but I don’t think you want your parents finding you like this. They said that they were heading home soon.” She said “Fine…” I pouted. Looking at Jason he had a smirk onto his perfect lips. Damn the temptation to kiss him again hung strong between us.. His lips were swollen and ruby red. Mine must be in the same condition. When we heard the screen door open, we all looked towards the door. My parents stood there, right inside the doorway, looking at us. Judging us, evaluating. They would look at Courtney, and then Jason. Before they landed on me with their little beady eyes. Like I am some foreign thing, like they don’t even recognize me anymore. I bowed my head in defeat. This is a going to be a long recover. “You ready Aiden?” Asked my father. Like he actually cared. Psh.. please. “I guess.” I looked at Jason with a sad expression, “I’ll miss you.” I lipped to him. While he repeated it back to me. He got up before me and held out his hand. Holding my side, I took the offer and winced in pain. Upon standing I hugged him. Inhaling his sweet musky scent, his scent; old spice sport. “We will meet you in the car Aiden. Don’t take too long, I have to get up soon for work.” Said my father as he shook both Courtney’s parents hands. “Thank you for calling us.” And then they both walked off to the car. Turning around, I felt eight pairs of eyes on me. “Nothing like being under a microscope” I thought. “Thank you for calling them. I really appreciate it... And thank you for not being judgmental. I love you Court. I’ll see you possibly at school.” I said to her as we hugged. “And you mister, I’ll definitely be seeing you there. I need all the support I can get.” I said as I smiled at him. He hugged me and kissed my cheek, knowing that my parents were watching from the car. **** A few days have passed since that night I showed up at Courtney’s. When I got to school the next morning, everyone looked at me, but didn’t say anything. There were whispers, hushed tones. As I walk through the halls. All I saw were people looking at me, whispering. And then I saw him, with his expensive clothes. His blonde hair and blue eyes, a smile that you could see light up a room. How did I get so lucky again? Just a few months ago, I would have laughed you out of the room if you have told me that Jason and I were going to be boyfriends, boyfriends. Shaking my head, a smile grew on my face as I walked the short distance to him. “What are you smiling about?” He asks, while he leans against my locker. Jason looks fucking hot. How can I be so lucky to have him? Or have him want me? I mean, the popular boy is standing at my locker, wearing a smile. “You. I’m smiling at you, what are you doing here?” I ask, as I search the halls. Hoping no one is in ear range. “What? I can’t stand here and wait for you?” He laughs “Dude, I’m not out and neither are you. We don’t hang out normally. What would people say? You have your popularity to maintain.” “I don’t give a flying fuck, what others think Aiden. I only care for you. Why is that so hard to understand?” He says in a huff. Losing his smile in the process. “I didn’t mean to start an argument Jason. We both know how high school is. I just don’t want you to be harassed for hanging around a no body. Especially if the school gets wind of what happened to me this weekend?” “Do you think that I care if I lose the title Mr. Popular? NO! Why is that so hard for you to understand? I wanted to show you support, to be here for you, like you asked me to be. I’m only trying to help.” He huffs, “You know never mind, I have algebra this morning.” With that he leaves. Making me feel like a piece of shit, questioning his motives. What kind of boyfriend does that? Me apparently… Sighing I open my locker to bring my books, “Can this day get anymore better?” I ask myself “Well if you think like that it won’t.” Said Sasha, “And when were you going to tell us that you were back, huh? Are we not your friends anymore Aiden. I mean I guess not considering Jason is in the picture now.” She all but quietly yelled at me. I couldn’t even say anything, my mouth opened several times, but nothing came out. I was caught off guard. “Sasha it’s not like that, I have been through a lot since Friday. I don’t really want to talk about it. It’s something that I don’t want to talk about.” I said in a sad voice. “Then explain to me why I haven’t heard from you since Friday of last week Aiden. I thought we weren’t going to keep secrets anymore? I thought… I mean c’mon Aiden…” She turns around and leaves me there. Was coming back to school really what I wanted? At this moment I just need one person. The one person that has been there for me. The one person that knows what I’m going through; has always known what I have been going through. Taking out my phone, I tapped the messenger app, typing fast; I sent a message to Court, asking if she wanted to get lunch off campus today. I really didn’t want to be around others today. I don’t know why I thought coming back to school was a good idea. My friends want to know what happened to me, and they get pissed off when I tell them that I don’t want to talk about it. Respect a person’s privacy, for crying out loud. I shove my books back into my locker. Leaning my head on the door, I sighed. I’m not worthless, I’m not a piece of shit, I’m not a loser. Who am I kidding, yes I am… I’m all those things and more. Why couldn’t I be graced with the popularity gene? Why couldn’t I have been the one everyone liked? “FUCK!” I yelled out, bringing a fist down on my locker. I need to get out of here…
  3. Chapter 6

    Chapter 6 J When I awoke the next time, my head felt heavy. Like being held down by a ton of bricks, I heard voices, but couldn’t make them out. When I tried to lift my head, everything spun. “Devon? Are you awake sweetie.” Who is that? Why she calling me sweetie. That voice. I know that voice. “Devon?” Another voice said, this time I knew who it was. Tammy. “Tam…” I coughed some, my voice came out raspy. My throat felt dry. “Wa,” I cleared my throat some, “Water please.” I still haven’t opened my eyes yet. I know when I did though the lights from the room would make me close them real quick. I felt the cold liquid on my lips as someone tried to help me. After a few sips, I waved my hand away. “What’s going on?” I ask, as I attempted to open my eyes. The lights, they seemed harsh. But I squinted, and pushed through the pain. After blinking a few times, and looking around the room. I noticed Tammy and Trent leaning against the ledge by the windows. I noticed two other people in the room, but I didn’t know who they were. “Who are you?” I asked both of them. “I know it’s been a long time since you seen me or your brother. But we haven’t changed that much, have we?” The woman said, with a hint of laughter “Mom?” I spoke just above a whisper. “Yea, sweetie. I’ll be right back, I have to tell the doctors you’re awake.” With one last glance at me, she went outside the room. “Hey bro.” The teenage boy says with a smile. He looks exactly like me. Down to the last freckle. “Josh?” I ask, he tried to come closer, but I held up my hand to stop him. Looking to Tammy, I ask with my eyes. She looks at me with a sad smile. I could always read her. “Talk to him Devon, he’s your brother.” She said “I don’t know him, what if he doesn’t like me?” My eyes must have shown that because she walked over to me and place a kiss on my cheek. “Devon, you need to trust them.” She whispered in my ear before she backed up. Looking back at Josh, “Why are you guys here? Why did you guys come back?” I ask. It was pretty stupid of my to ask at the time, I knew why. The hospital probably called them, after Tammy and Trent brought me here. “Because mom got a call saying you were in the hospital. They wouldn’t tell us why. Just said that it’s an emergency. So we flew seven hundred and twenty miles. To be here for you.” He said “But why? After all this time, after ten fucking years. Why now?” I started to get irritated, they weren’t there when my father was beating me. They weren’t there when I had to suffer the aftermath of his beatings. They weren’t anywhere near when I needed them the most. They left me to pretty much die. Tammy walks over to me and places a hand on my shoulder. Looking at her, her eyes pleading with me to listen, to understand. I sighed, she just doesn’t know. I love her to death, but she doesn’t know what it feels like to be left behind, to be forgotten. “Devon, I don’t know why now…” He pauses looking hurt, like I just kicked his dog. “I don’t know why mom left you like she did. I don’t know why she never came back to claim you. I’m not the one you need to be asking those questions to.” Just then, my mother came walking through the door with a line of nurses and doctors. I so wanted to be angry with her, I so wanted to tell her to fuck off and die. But as I look into her eyes, and see the concern, the worry. The hatred melted away to where I had to look anywhere but in her eyes. I can’t hate her as much as I want to. “Well Mr. Cooper, how are we feeling today?” The guy in the white coat spoke. He has salt and pepper hair. His face is smooth, with a goatee, his smile is pretty to look at though. “I am doing fine. What is wrong with me?” I ask “My name is Doctor Whitman. I am your doctor for today. As for your injuries…” He pauses, while looking down at what I presume is my chart. “Can anyone tell me what is going on with Mr. Cooper?” He asks “Devon Cooper, age 17, he came in unconscious, bleeding from his mouth, he sustained multiple broken bones, resulting in hemoptysis. We had set his bones, and repaired the collapsed lung. He is stable.” Said the young lady next to him. “Thank you Dr. Stevens.” “What is hemoptysis exactly?” My mother asks “Hemoptysis is when the patient is coughing up blood due to any kind of injury to his chest, ribs, lungs. Making it very hard to breath, talk, or move. Devon passed out from not having enough oxygen in his blood or body. Mainly it’s when he’s coughing up blood, resulting in a collapsed lung. Now Devon here will be here for about a week. We will be monitoring him and doing tests to make sure everything is in working order. You’re very lucky that you have friends to come to your rescue, young man. Next time, try to be more careful.” He smiled at me “Any word on where my father is?” Don’t ask me why I even bothered to ask, “Not that I care or anything.” “Mr. Cooper has yet to be found Devon.” He looks at me with sad eyes. I didn’t ask for pity or sympathy. “Thank you.” I said in a whispered voice “If that will be all, we have other patients to visit today.” Dr. Whitman, looks at everyone in the room. And then takes his leave. “It looks like we will be here for a bit.” Said my mother, to Josh “That’s alright. I already booked two rooms, mom.” “Thank you, darling. Where is your boyfriend at?” “Um, I don’t really know. Last time I knew he was sitting in the waiting room. He thought that this was only for family and close friends.” Josh said, “But I will find him and bring him in here.” With that Josh leaves the room. Is it me or does it feels like the room has a giant elephant in it? Awkward. After the doctor and nurses left, the room turned to silence… “Is Devon going to be living with you guys now?” Asked Trent, that’s the first time he spoke since I woke up. “Yes, Trent. It is obvious that I have let him down. Left him with a man that beats him, and breaks his bones. If I had known, Devon was going to be treated like that I would have taken him with me ten years ago.” Said my mother, with sadness. I scoffed at that. She knew, she had to know. Why else would you take one kid and not the other. Why would you leave in the middle of the night after arguing with said man. I’m stupid nor naïve. Looking at my mother, I wanted to say what was right at the tip of my tongue. My heart raced inside my chest, and my anxiety spiked but I had to say to it, I wanted the answers. “Cindy, why would you take one kid and not the other? Why did you leave in the middle of night? What made you leave in the first place? If you and him were happy, then why leave?” I said all this in a huff, the hurt, anguish, and crest fallen look upon my her face told me everything. I know now that I have fucked up. “You, never mind. We can talk about this later.” I looked from her to Trent and Tammy. They both wore surprised, and worried expressions. K Upon leaving the room, I took a huge breath of air. That room, oh how to put this? Devon, is hurt, he’s confused. After ten years of us being gone, and him ending up in the hospital with what the doctors say is hemoptysis, due to that man beating him so severely. I don’t know what to say or do to help Devon out. I just don’t. Turning left to go in search for Jeff. Just keep breathing, I tell myself. Everything will work eventually. Even if the first few days or weeks are hard. Devon is my brother. How can we hate each other? Well I don’t really know if he hates me, but the hurt in his eyes. Is enough to make a person apologize repetitively? Coming to the door for the waiting room, I spot Jeff reading something from his phone, with a smile on his face. Just that one look had me smiling. I love that man. Opening the door, Jeff’s head pops up and he looks at me with questioning eyes. “Wha…” He starts to ask, before I put a hand and say, “Don’t.” All the air rushed out of me. I stand there, just breathing, worrying, questioning everything. My back touches the door, and I just lean there. Trying to think of a possible solution to this nightmare. A possible fix for the mess that Devon was living in. How can he trust anyone after what happened to him? I know for a fact that I wouldn’t if I were him. “What are you thinking, babe. How are you feeling?” Jeff asks quietly. Looking up at him, with a sad expression, I make my way over to him, and sit down. With a sigh, I relate everything that the doctors have said, and what Devon has said so far. When I came to the end of explaining, I felt drained. I needed a shower, food, and rest. “I don’t exactly know how I am. I mean, at first glance he looked peaceful, even though his body was mangled. But the love that I feel for him is unmeasured. But Jeff, I don’t know what to do to help him.” I leaned my head on his shoulder, and he runs his hand on mine. “We’ll take it one day at a time. We will help him get through this.” Jeff says as he places a kiss on my cheek. Making me smirk. “Thanks babes. You know exactly what to say to make me smile.” “We are fiancés for?” He laughs “Did I tell you about Trent?” I smirk “No, I don’t think you have hun.” “Well Trent, I don’t know if you saw him or not. But he’s tall, probably 6’1 or something. Really tan, has a very nice build from what I could tell. Ocean blue eyes, and his smile is a radiant. My brother couldn’t have picked a better boyfriend. At least I think that’s what they are.” “Sounds like a catch babe. How did he seem while he was in the room?” “He didn’t really say anything, but he did stare/look at Devon with affection in his eyes…. Wait, was?” I ask “Yea, he’s right outside the door, looking at us.” I look towards the door and there he is. Trent opens the door a little at first. And then pushes it open. “Mind if I join you guys?” He asks, almost like he’s scared to ask “Sure, dude. No problem.” I smile at him. He is really cute, and I hope Trent will stick around for a while longer. “Thanks, I just couldn’t stand there any longer. Devon looks so lost and angry. I have only seen him like this once.” Trent says sadly, as he plops down into a chair. Almost melting into it. “Why do you say that?” I ask “Because I haven’t known him long, if it were not for Tammy asking for my help. I probably wouldn’t have even considered talking to Devon. Or helping him for that matter. Your brother is very stand offish. He doesn’t like to talk to others. He isn’t exactly friendly either. But, when you do get to know him just a little, you can tell that he is bright, honest, scared, secretive, cute…” He blushes at that, making me smile in return. “Devon is a sweet guy. And I wouldn’t have any other way.” He sighs, “I know that he going to be leaving with you guys at the end of this week. And I will probably never see him again, and that hurts. Like really hurts, because I really like Devon, and we just became a couple. It sucks honestly. I’m going to miss him,” He starts to cry.
  4. Chapter Thirteen

    Wow!!! Very passionate. That's not all though they did touch base on his nodes and Maria. I hope Chris doesn't freak out when they wake up in the late morning or afternoon. I know Chris said that he didn't want to see Ryan anymore, I hope after this, that statement isn't true anymore.
  5. Chapter Twelve

    Wow. Intense story so far. I love it tho. Not to crazy about Chris tho. That guy is a little scary to be honest. As for Ryan not telling his dad. The only thing that i can think of is disappointment. Just look at how he handled Josephine? Do think Ryan would say anything about him being gay after that? Ha, not! Again i love this story. i want to see where it goes.
  6. Chapter 1: "The School Day Begins"

    I like this story so far. Let's see where it goes. Thanks sharing
  7. The Darkest Night

    Oh fuck! I felt terrible for the Pete. I couldnt even begin to imagine what that kind of pain is, nor do i ever want to find out. Sure I've had my fair share of break ups but never a death. If this story continued, there is no doubt in my mind that i would have cried. Hugs! I know what writing these kinds of stories do to the author. Thank you for the great read.
  8. Chapter 26

    I've read this story once before. I fell in love with it then and I'm still love with it now. There is no one way to discribe what this story meant to me. The emotions, turmoil, happiness, loneliness, friends, family, team mates, etc. With everything coming together at the end, its a wonder that people love and admire this story. Again, thank you for sharing this story. It's one of my favorites. Hugs
  9. Chapter 5

    You're most likely right. I didnt even see that as i was writing this chapter. Thank you
  10. Chapter 5

    By accident yes. But I do believe Devon and Trent are boyfriend's. While Josh and Jeff are boyfriend's.
  11. Chapter 5

    Did I really? Oh my! That's not good lol
  12. Chapter 5

    Chapter 5 I The following weeks, after Trent pretty much seduced me in the classroom. Have been, how to put this into words that people would understand. I don’t think there are any honestly. Trent and I have become closer since then, while at home, things haven’t changed. My father doesn’t beat me as severe anymore. I think he has a girlfriend, I think. That’s the only possibly conclusion that I have. Maybe that’s why he has started to clean up his act. Taking showers every day, combing his hair back, and splashing cologne on his neck. Old spice I think. But, in my mind there is nothing that he can do to make the pain of what he did to me any better. One afternoon though, he came home in a huff. I don’t know what set him off, but he threw a really nice glass lamp at the wall. Without saying anything, I started to take off my shirt and unbuckle my pants. I knew he would take his anger out on me. I’m his outlet for anger. And I would be right, he came at me, with everything. Without flinching, he punched me in the stomach. With a humph, all the air came rushing out of my lungs. It hurt, like really hurt. Almost bringing tears to my eyes, but I won’t give him the satisfaction of seeing me cry. I held onto him as my body bent over. He pushed me back into the wall, and socked me in the jaw. I felt dizzy. I didn’t know that I fell to the floor, until I felt his steel toe boot kick me in the side. My rib, cracked at that point. I cried out in pain, god it hurt. My body wanted to curl up into a ball. It wanted to make to the pain go away. “Those fucking minrods think that they can take away,” he kicked me again, “my promotion… They passed me up,” He kicked me again, “I can’t believe after all these years of working for them,” every time he would pause he’d kick me again, “all those fucking years of working for them and they can’t even give me what I ask for,” he kicked me so hard, that my body smacked into the wall with a thud. I lay there, hoping that this would end soon or that I would black out. He kicked me in the head, making my neck crack. Like whiplash, but worse. After that final kick, I blacked out. Thankful that I didn’t have to feel the pain anymore. Thankful that I didn’t have to endure it any longer. He could do whatever he wanted to me now, and I wouldn’t care. I could go now, and I would be just fine with it. I didn’t deserve this kind of life. I finally have someone, and life throws another curb ball at me. Reminding me that I’m nothing, I’m worthless, that I’m trash! When I came to, the house is dark, it’s quiet. The last thing that I remember was my father kicking me, and then I blacked out. I wonder where he is now. I wonder why he just left me here on the floor. I can’t hear anything, not my father’s snoring, not even the TV going, nothing. All is a little too quiet. Like something is coming, like in a video game where it’s quiet until you get to a part where there are enemies. Just like that. Reaching over to my pants, I felt for my cell phone. I have been keeping it on me just in case. This is one of those times, where I need my best friend to come help me. I just need her. When I raised my head, everything became blurry; it hurt to move my head even just a little bit. He must have done a number on me because I can barely move without a shooting pain going off at different parts of my body. I hate that man with every fiber of my being. Finally I felt the outline of my cell phone, digging into my pocket. I take out the phone and hit speed dial. She better answer. The phone kept ringing and ringing. Finally as I was about to hang up, the other line picks up… “Hello?” Her voice sounds heavy with sleep. “Tam… Tammy!” My voice cracks “Devon?! What’s wrong? Are you okay?” She goes off “Tammy…” I cough into the phone “Devon, you’re scaring me… What’s wrong?” She starts to panic. I hear shuffling going on, on her end of the line “I need…” I cough again, “I need help.” I start to sniffle, as my nose starts to burn and my throat clenches tighter. Making it very hard not to cry out “I’m on my way… Stay where you are. I’ll be there in two minutes.” She hangs up the phone. With that I place my arm on the floor, with the phone still clutched in my hand. My side burns with pain, taking my fingers I lightly trace around my collarbone. Even the slightest touch sent a shock of pain coursing through my body. Making me tense my body, I groaned out. I didn’t feel like I could take anymore. The pain seemed to be too much. I passed out again. Only waking when I felt my body being pushed. “Stt… stop!” I stammered out. Taking the wrist of whoever is pushing me. “Please…” pleaded with the person. “Devon, it’s me…” IT sounded like Tammy. Like she has been crying as well. “Tammy? What’s wrong? You okay?” I ask, clearly not thinking correctly “Devon, I’m okay. It’s you… You’re body looks mangled. Like someone literally had no heart, they wanted to inflict as much pain as possible.” Her voice sounded shaky “How bad is it, Tammy?” I ask, even though I knew. “Babe, your father beat you pretty badly.” She touched my face, I hissed out “Devon?” Came another voice. Please don’t tell me. “Tr…Trent?” I spoke out “Tammy, you didn’t..” With that, I started coughing like crazy. Eventually I felt something in my throat, like phlegm… “Turn on the light Trent. We need to see better.” She said, when the lights flicked on, my eyes clenched tightly closed. I couldn’t stop coughing, though. My lungs burned with fire. “Babe, we need to get you to the hospital now… You’re coughing up blood.” If I could have spoken I would have told her no, but I couldn’t. I didn’t want the police involved; because that would be mean I would be taken away from these wonderful people. Especially Trent, my beautiful hunk of a boyfriend? My body wouldn’t move, I tried and tried. But it didn’t respond to me. “Trent, can you carry him?” She asks Without saying anything, he starts to lift me up. I scream out in pain with every movement, I couldn’t take it; my body couldn’t handle that much. I passed out again. Part J The noise of the phone ringing in the kitchen woke me up at first. My brain felt groggy still. But I eventually get up and go out the kitchen where the phone is still ringing. It’s really irritating that people have to call this early in the morning. Like damn, doesn’t anyone sleep anymore. Reaching out for the phone, I pick it up and place my hand on the wall to steady myself. ‘Answering a phone half asleep is just wonderful’ I thought. “Hello?” I ask “Hello, I’m looking for Ms. Crawford. This is about her son Devon Cooper.” “Is he alright?” I ask “Who am I speaking with?” The person asks “This is his Brother Jeff Crawford.” I say into the phone, while running back to my room and grabbing my cell phone. My nerves are spiked, and my adrenaline seemed to be rushing. “Well I’m sorry Sir, but I need to speak with your mother regarding Mr. Cooper.” The person spoke calmly. “Yea, sure hold on.” With that I go into my mother’s room. I start to shake her vigorously, “Mom, get up… Mom!” I yell at her “What, Jeff!” She groans out “It’s an emergency.” I spoke with a shaky voice, on the verge of crying “Son, what is it?” She sat up in bed immediately and turned on her bed side lamp “What?!” She asks while rubbing her eyes “It’s about Devon.” You’d think that I was imagining this, but when I said his name, her eyes pop open and she looks at me with concerned eyes. “Phone.” She said in a shaky but calm voice. I give her the phone and sit at the end of the bed. “Hello?” She spoke. She took the phone away from her ear and presses the speaker button. “Ms. Crawford is there any way that you can make it to the hospital here Colorado Springs?” “Why what’s going on?” My mother asks “It looks like your son have been beaten pretty badly. I can’t give you all the details over the phone. That’s why I asked if you could come to Colorado.” The woman says “Yes, me and my son will be out on the flight. Thank you. Also could you give the address? And the name of the hospital. I need to call some people.” My mother says in rapid fire. “Jeff. Call you Josh. And then look on the net for the next flight out and book it. I don’t care the cost...” “Ms. Crawford, you ready for the address?” The woman spoke “Yes, go ahead.” “The address is…” I tuned out the rest of the conversation. I had things to do. First call Josh. “Hey babe?” I spoke into the phone while leaving my moms room. “Hey, handsome. What’s up?” He sounded chirper “We have an emergency.” I said “What do you mean by emergency?” “Well it’s Devon. He’s in the hospital. We have to go there.” I told Josh “Do you want me to come?” He asks hesitantly “Of course.” I said “I’ll start packing. I love you Jeff!” That made my heart soar. “I love you too, babe.” My hands were shaking as I packed my things. I didn’t know how long we would be in Colorado Springs, but I wanted to be prepared, you know. “Jeff did you book the flight for Colorado Springs?” My mother asks as she comes into my room. “Yes, our flight is in one hour. It’s a one way, because I didn’t know how long we would be there for. And it’s straight there.” “But how?” She asks “When you know people like I do mom, they will do anything for you. Also it helps that your fiancé has a dad that owns a private plane.” I smiled “Fancy.” She licks her finger and touches me, “tsss… hot!” She laughs as she walks out the room. God I love that woman. “Mom, you know I love you right?” I say to her “Of course I know that. We will get past this, your brother is going to come home with us. Where he belongs. He should have been here from the start…” She starts to cry. I hate when she cries. This is the only person in my life that I hate seeing cry. “Mom it will be alright.” I hug her “Thank you sweetie. Alright enough of the water works. We need to go. Is your boyfriend coming with us?” She asks, knowingly “Duh!” I laugh “Alright, who’s driving?” She asks “I think it’s best if I drive.” I grab my keys from the hook by the door. Look at her with a sad smile “Alright, when is Josh going to…” She pauses as Josh comes strolling into the room “Speak of the devil.” We both laugh, even though we both wanted to cry “Ready?” He asks, worry etched on his face. Looking a little lost. “Yes… We are taking my car.” I tell him. Without anymore words being spoke. I walk past him and go into the garage. My car is a 2013 mustang. My mother bought it for me last year for my sixteenth birthday. She also had the car painted in my favorite color, royal purple. I cried when we walked out into the driveway that night, and when she slipped the cover off it, I stood there with my mouth open, crying. This is my baby. When the car purred to life, I smiled. I always smile when he purrs. Yes, he. I’m gay after all it’s only appropriate that the car be a he as well. As I back out of the garage, I hit the fob for the door. “Ready?” I ask my mom “Yes, sweetie. Lets go.” She said in a sad voice I don’t know if I told you yet but my mother is a lawyer. Specializing in child case’s, so it’s always a touchy subject when she has a case regarding a child being abused. I think that’s why I don’t give her too much stress. Because I know what it does to her. And I also don’t give her too much grief about the guys she sleeps with. “Are you going to be Devon’s lawyer?” Josh asks from the back seat “I don’t know dear. I will find out more when I get there. I have some friends still in Colorado that may have to take the case.” She says as I speed forward. Not really paying attention to the speed limit that much. I wanted to get there sooner rather than later. “Jeff, slow down. It won’t do us any good if we get into an accident. Or we get pulled over.” “Yes, mom!” I roll eyes “Listen to her, Jeff.” Josh demanded “Fine!” I said slightly annoyed, they don’t know the rush of speeding “You know where the private airport is, right Jeff?” Josh asks “Yea, I think so. You take Connlee Dr. to Ports Mouth, and turn left. You take that for about five miles and then you turn right onto Paris Ln. The airport should be on the left.” I say to him “Good, I’ll text my dad telling him how far out we are.” Josh says I grab my mother’s hand and give it a squeeze. She squeezed it back. “It will be alright, Mom. We will have our boy soon.” I smile at her “I hope so. I need to call some friends in Springs.” She says, she takes out her phone and starts dialing numbers. I go back to paying attention to driving, we are almost here anyway. As we arrive the security stops the car and asks, “Excuse me Sir, but this is a private airport. You cannot get through…” “Excuse me, what is your name?” Asks Josh from the backseat “Sam Collins. And who might you be?” “My name is Josh Winchester. My dad has a private jet here. He is waiting for us.” “Oh, I’m sorry Mr. Winchester, you are free to enter.” With that he hits a button and the gates open. “Thank you.” And off we went. Pulling up to the plane, “Oh my god, it’s fucking huge.” I exclaimed. And it really is, black in color. “I told you it was.” Josh said “Let’s the bags.” My mom spoke “Actually the attendants get them. All we have to do, is tell them where we want the car to be parked and what we need for on the plane. Other than that we just go on up.” Josh said matter of factly “Well, that certainly is convent.” My mom said as she exited for the car. “Are you really okay, Jeff?” “No, but I have to be strong for my mother…” I say as I turn off the key and exit the vechile. He comes around the car and hugs me, “Thank you.” I smile into his neck “You’re welcome.” **This is the end of this chapter. Sorry for the long wait. I’ll be posting more when I’m able. Please comment, like, email gayjay0507@gmail.com
  13. Chapter 4

    I'm sorry it has taken so long to get a chapter done with story. Life has been; how to put this... Complicated at best. However, i am starting to write a chapter per book that i have.
  14. Someday Out of the Blue

    I absolutely loved this story... When I first started reading it, I thought oh, okay. Connor has a bad life and is probably going to kill himself. However as the story progressed I became obsessed with reading it until the very end. Connor has alot of issues to deal with, I don't know of any young adults that could go through with what he did. And turn out alright. As for Ryan, I loved his character. Him in himself was amazing. Toby, there's nothing bad that I can think of... He's amazing young man. I loved him the most. Out of all the craziness in this story, I loved how at the end Connor and Ryan got back together. I wasn't expecting the story to end right then... I literally yelled at my phone.
  15. One Step Forward, Two Steps Back

    Beautiful... This chapter is emotional. Ryder doesn't believe anything Teddy says or does. In his way of thinking everyone is out to get him. I wonder what made him into the young adult he is today. I also wonder what's to come. How are they going to work together when one doesn't trust the other.

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