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    Re: Wings of A Butterfly

    ITC,
    It's GREAT to hear from you - both the good news you've had in your personal life, and the love reflected in your story.

    It was a lovely chapter. I could feel the emotions - from the nightmare of angst during the car ride to his mom's immediate sadness - part from her son being gay, but moreso, probably from the thought of him probably never coming to know the ultimate joy of sharing a new life made by you and your life's love. Children are a force within a nurturing soul that cannot be adequately described - without a reference point, it's something you can't fully comprehend.

    My oldest is 24, yet I can still remember the feelings, seeing him for the first time as he entered the world, as I cut the cord, knowing that he was the union of my love for my wife and hers for me.

    That is what I am sure his mom was feeling.

    I know they want the best for him - for him to be happy - and that is coming through in his father's gentle guidance.

    Then, the relief of the stress, and the passion - certainly an arousing (lol) Climax - or would that be denouement? to the chapter.

    Thank you for sharing both your real and your "fictitious" life with us.
    I'm glad you have a good support structure out there in the real world.

    We all need one - our orientation doesn't matter - just BEING matters.


    And I know, if I'll only be true, to this glorious quest . . .

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    ^ Very TRUE words, DQ! And, so well put!

    ITC ... What a Wonderful, and quite Powerful, chapter! Excellent!!

    I'm looking forward to reading much more!

    And, I'm SO Happy to hear that things are going much better for YOU! That's Awesome!!

    Keep smilin'!!
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    ITC,

    What an awesome chapter. How different that Luke's father was as accepting as he was and his mother was perplexed. It sometimes seems that it could be the other way around. Thank goodness the dream Aaron was having did not play out...lol Kyle seems like the older brother everyone would love to have. Coming out to anyone, let alone parents, is one of the hardest things to do, but in most cases, after everyone processes it, it doesn't change a thing. We are who we are and those that love us could care less. Looking forward to the two of them moving in together.

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    Yayy, finally an update again loved it!

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    Glad your doing better, ITC. Thanks for the update, one of the best chapters yet, I think.

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    Hey guys! So I was struck with some good inspiration this week and was able to crank out the first half of Chapter 16. Like Chapter 6, this is going to be a two part chapter, the second of which should be posted within the week. Like I promised, this chapter heralds the beginning of the end of Wings and is also the start of a couple rocky events for Luke and Aaron. Don't worry too much though cause it's still going to be a little while before I end this story. Without any further distractions... here you go!!


    Wings of A Butterfly

    Chapter Sixteen:
    The Nightmare Revisited


    The sunlight trickled in through the second story window. It kissed my cheek and gently brought me out of my slumber. When I opened my eyes, I noticed it wasn't the sun kissing my cheek, it was Lucas. I looked up into his eyes and smiled at him. He had his arm wrapped around my shoulder as I used his bare chest as a pillow. His neck was craned to give me a couple slight pecks on the cheek. I rubbed my hand on his stomach and took a deep breath in.


    I loved his scent. It was the only thing I ever wanted to smell. Every time I was near him, just his natural scent brought a big smile to my face. The combination of vanilla, peaches, and cream along with the natural smell of a human body washed over me every time he kissed me, and that smell always put me in the same state of mind. I enjoyed the kissing of course, but all I needed now was his smell to feel the way he makes me feel.


    “Good morning beautiful,” he said.
    “Are you kidding? I know how I look in the morning and beautiful isn't anywhere on my list of words,” I said.
    “But you are,” he said as he kissed my cheek again.


    I sat up and looked into his eyes. From the smile on his face and the twinkle in those hazel pools of beauty, I could tell he was serious. Apparently his idea of beauty was morning breath and really messy bed hair. He lifted his finger up and put it on one of my more prominent freckles. The smile on his face only grew bigger when I lifted my hand and held his finger in place.


    “Did you sleep well?” he asked.
    “Of course,” I said with a smile, “What about you?”
    “I had the most amazing dream about a wonderful guy who gave me a warm tingle every time he kissed me,” he said.
    “And who might that be?” I asked.
    “Jensen Ackles,” he said with a grin.

    I glared at him and flicked his exposed nipple.


    “Ow!” he said, “I was only joking!”


    I stuck my tongue out at him.


    “Do that again, I dare you,” he said.


    I did it again and he flew up and pinned me to the bed. He straddled my chest and started tickling me until I was writhing uncontrollably under him. I was laughing hysterically and tears were coming to my eyes when he finally stopped and pinned my arms to the sides of my face. He leaned forward and kissed me tenderly as my struggles weakened and my heartbeat increased. His legs shifted and he was laying beside me with his body pressed up against mine.


    He broke the kiss and said, “You have no idea how cute you are when you do that tongue thing.”
    “Well I'll just have to do that more often,” I said, “I could get used to waking up this way.”
    “Me too,” he said with a smile.


    He kissed me again as my hands went to his sides. His hands, no longer holding mine in place, were holding my face as his kissing switched from tender and loving to passionate and lustful. I could feel his stiffening bulge press up against my leg so I broke the kiss and looked at him.


    “Man you're a horny guy,” I said.
    “Sorry,” he said blushing, “I can't help it when I'm with you.”
    “That's either really sweet or really hot,” I said.
    “How bout both?” he asked kissing me again.
    “Mmm,” I said, “As much as I hate to spoil the mood, I really have to pee.”
    “Oh alright,” he said as he kissed me once more and let me out of his vicegrip.


    I got up and sat at the edge of the bed for a moment. I looked over my shoulder to see Luke grinning at me.


    “Havin a hard time?” he asked.
    “Ha ha ha,” I said sarcastically, “Very funny.”
    “If you need a little help there, just let me know,” he said.
    “Down boy,” I said smiling at him.


    When I was softened up a bit, I finally stood and made my way around the foot of the bed towards the bedroom door. Luke was at my side when I opened the door and following me down the hall. I got to the bathroom door and he was right at my heels when I walked inside.


    “Uh,” I said, “Where you goin?”
    “I gotta go too,” he said.
    “You can't wait?” I asked.
    “Why?” he asked, “Might as well save water and go together.”
    “That's kinda weird,” I said.
    “Aaron, I've seen you cum,” he said, “It's essentially the same thing, just a different color.”
    “Ugh fine,” I said.


    We stood at the toilet together. Luke pulled himself out of his pajama pants. He closed his eyes, tilted his head back, and flexed his shirtless torso as he pushed the stream out of his cock. I mirrored his actions, but nothing came out when I tried to push it. I just stood there, not doing anything. When he was finished, he opened his eyes and looked at me. A grin stretched across his face.


    “Havin trouble?” he asked.
    “A little,” I said.
    He gave my butt a little pat and said, “Come on slugger, it's just me.”
    “I know,” I said, “It's just a little weird for me.”
    “Would it help if I looked away?” he asked.
    “Maybe,” I said.


    He covered his eyes with his hand and turned away from me. I tilted my head back and closed my eyes. The stream started coming out and I heard it going into the toilet. Suddenly my muscles tensed up and the stream stopped midway through. I kept my eyes closed and tilted my head slightly in Luke's direction.


    “You're looking aren't you?” I asked.
    “How did you know?” he asked.
    “I can feel your eyes on me,” I said.
    “Huh... and you thought peeing together was weird,” he said.


    I finished and flushed the toilet. While I was stuffing myself back into my pants, Luke stuck his hand into the shower and turned the water on. He looked at me with an evil grin and patted my ass again.


    “While we're saving water,” he said, “How would you like to shower together?”
    “Now that I can do,” I said with a smile.


    We slowly took our clothes off and Luke locked the bathroom door. He took a moment and just stared at me. I could see his cock already starting to stiffen. I just gave him an eyeroll and a sarcastic smile when he moved closer to me. I took in that scent of vanilla, peaches and cream and was like melting butter in his hands.


    “Hey,” he said, his playful look replaced by a serious one.
    “What's up?” I asked, with a little concern showing on mine.
    “You know I'm just kidding around right?” he asked.
    “What do you mean?” I asked.
    “All the comments and the flirting,” he said, “I just want to make sure you know that's not all that's on my mind.”
    “Luke you don't have to,” I said.
    “Yes I do,” he said, “You said before that you didn't want this relationship to be all about sex. I just want you to know that it isn't. No matter what I say or how horny I may seem...”
    “Luke,” I said.
    “Let me finish. No matter what, this isn't what I love you for,” he said patting my ass again, “I fell in love with this.”


    He moved his hand from my ass to the left side of my chest; right over my heart. A tear came to my eye and I closed them tightly. I smiled to him and leaned forward to kiss him. It wasn't a passionate kiss, nor was it a seductive kiss. I gave him a genuinely loving kiss. You know, those kind that married people give each other. The kind that you only give to someone when you know in your heart that what you're doing is right, and that you never want to be without them ever again.


    That's how I was feeling about Luke. I had found a way to tell him, but it had to wait. I couldn't put those feelings into words at the time, but I had found something that could show him exactly how much I cared about him, and how much he meant to me. That “something” was sitting in a box in my suitcase. I was so excited to give it to him too.


    “Luke,” I said, “That's really sweet baby. I know how much you care, and the joking doesn't bother me. I actually have fun with it.”
    “I love you,” he said.
    “I know,” I said, “I love you too.”


    We both stepped into the shower together. There was enough room for another two people in that thing and still have room to be comfortable. Luke and I helped wash each other. It didn't last as long as I would have liked, and I was kind of curious how shower sex would feel, but Luke had plans for the day, and so did I.


    * * *


    I was sitting on the bed in sweats and a t-shirt as I watched Luke getting ready. He was putting on deodorant when he walked back into the room in just a pair of black boxers and white socks. A big grin spread across my face and he stopped in his tracks. He walked over to the closet and bent over to reach into a drawer for some clean pants. He peaked over his shoulder and caught me staring.


    “Like what you see?” he asked.
    “More than you know,” I said.


    I got up and walked over to stand next to him. I put my hand on his ass and looked into the drawer. With my free hand, I pointed at a pair of light blue jeans with a couple tears in the legs. They were my favorite pair of his and he grinned when I pointed at them.


    “Those make this,” I said squeezing my hand around his ass, “Look incredible.”
    “Then I'm wearing those,” he said.


    He pulled them out of the drawer and went to sit on the edge of the bed. He slid each pantleg on and stood as he pulled them up. When he had them all zipped and buttoned he turned around and showed me his ass. The jeans hugged each cheek perfectly and just made his ass pop out from the rest of his body. I smiled in approval and he smiled back at me. I took my place back on the bed and he went back to his closet.


    “Are you sure you don't want to come with me today?” he asked as he pulled on his Paramore concert t-shirt.
    “Yeah,” I said, “I gotta work on a surprise for you.”
    “Oh really now?” he asked as he walked over to me. He sat down next to where I was laying, put his hand on my leg and asked, “What kind of surprise?”
    “The kind you don't get to know about until that,” I said pointed at the sunlight outside the window, “comes up on Christmas morning.”
    “Aww come on Aaron,” he said. I was relieved he knew what I was pointing at.
    “Nope,” I said, “Not a chance.”
    “You're no fun,” he said getting off the bed, “Well, I'll have my cell if you need anything.”
    “You'll be the first to know,” I said with a smile.


    He stopped in the doorway, turned back towards me and came back to give me a heartfelt kiss that I felt all the way to my toes. He stood up and smiled back at me, grabbed his iPod off the bedside table, and walked out of the room. I heard a “Bye mom,” from downstairs and heard the front door open and close. And I knew he was gone.


    I quickly got up, threw on a jacket and grabbed my cell phone and backpack. I ran down the stairs and told Mrs. Harper... I mean Anne, that I'd be back in a couple hours. When I was out the door, I dialed Travis' number and held the phone to my ear.


    “Hello?”
    “Hey Travis,” I said, “Luke just left.”
    “Oh okay, well did he show you where we live?” he asked.
    “Yeah yesterday when we got into town,” I said.
    “Okay. Yeah we just got in about twenty minutes ago,” he said, “I'll be ready to go soon, if you could walk over here that would be great.”


    “Alright, I'll be there in a few minutes,” I said and hung up the phone.


    * * *


    It was about one in the afternoon when Travis dropped me off at Luke's house again. We had spent about three hours at the shooting range. He taught me everything about working a handgun. It was complicated stuff, but I took to it like a natural... at least in Travis' words. He even gave me a sort of starter kit to keep on me at all times. It wasn't for use, only for practice. Now I know what you're thinking, “Practice?” Well I'd tell you, but that would give away what happens next...


    I walked through the front door with the spare key Luke let me use. It was dark inside. I called out, but no one answered. The house was still warm though, so I must not have missed the last person who left by very long. Fortunately, no one would have seen me in Travis' truck so Luke wouldn't have known about my little bluff. I made my way upstairs, dropped my bag in the hallway, and took a quick bathroom break on my way to lay down in Luke's room and text him to find out when he was coming home.


    I thought I heard the front door open downstairs while I was in the bathroom, so I went down to investigate. The lights were still off, and the door appeared to be undisturbed. Just in case, I went over and turned the lock to give myself a little feeling of security. I looked out the window next to the front door and saw someone jogging by. On my way upstairs, I heard a thump come from the entertainment room Luke told me about the night before.


    “Hello?” I called out.
    No answer.
    “Kyle?” I called out.
    Silence.


    I took a breath and went back downstairs. I walked down the hallway and turned towards the closed door of the entertainment room. I took another breath and put my hand on the doorknob. My breathing increased slightly and my heart pounded a little in my chest.


    This is stupid.


    I turned the doorknob and walked in. The blinds were closed and there was no light coming into the room. I flipped on the light switch and saw what thumped. There was a black cat sitting in the corner and it's scratching post had fallen over. He looked at me with begging eyes so I walked over and lifted it up for him. I smiled at the cat, and noticed something off about him. He wasn't looking at me, he was looking past me.


    I turned around slowly when I noticed a rhythmic breaking sound behind me. When I opened my eyes, my heart jumped into my throat and my muscles froze. He was standing there. Who? My attacker. He was standing in the doorway of the entertainment room, staring at me. I closed my eyes and tried to wake up, but it wasn't a dream this time.


    His teeth showed as a smile broke on his face. He looked as if He hadn't brushed His teeth in months. His eyes were void of any humanity, and it sent a chill down my spine when He looked directly into my eyes. I tried to move, but I was frozen. I tried to scream, but my heart was blocking my voice from escaping. I had even noticed that my breathing had stopped.


    “What's wrong Aaron?” He asked, “Surprised to see me?”
    I couldn't speak.
    “You don't have to talk,” He said, “I missed you.”


    He took a step forward. My fear took complete control over me. I thought about my bag with the gun in it... upstairs in the hallway. I felt helpless and that made it impossible for me to move. He took another step closer, and I remained in the same place.


    “You never called me,” He said.


    He was right in front of me now. I could feel his breath on my face. It reeked of alcohol and cigars. My blood was pumping with adrenaline at this point. A million images flashed into my mind. The room, the smells, the nightmares, and Lucas. I closed my eyes again. This time when I opened them, I could see Travis where my attacker was standing. He was yelling at me to hit him.


    “Picture everything that has hurt you in the past, even the little things,” his voice rang out in my head, “and hit me.”


    My hand balled up into a fist. I heard Travis' voice ring out in my head again over and over. I closed my eyes, saw everything I went through, and when my eyes opened my attacker was standing there again about to pull me into Him. My fist flew at Him with all the anger and pain He had caused me to go through. My fist made contact with His face and He lifted off his feet and fell backward.


    This was my chance. I took off running down the hallway and up the stairs. I heard my attacker two steps behind me. I was almost to the top when I felt a hand close around my ankle and I fell forward, smacking my head against the wooden steps. My vision went dark and my mind went blank.


    Two seconds later, my vision returned. I was in the kitchen now. I tried to move my hands, but they wouldn't budge. I closed and reopened my eyes as my vision cleared. He was standing in front of me with a pissed off look on His face. He was holding my cell phone in His hand and glaring at me from the couch in the living room. I realized that He had knocked me out and while I was out, He tied me to one of the kitchen chairs.


    “I didn't appreciate that Aaron,” He said.
    I didn't speak.
    “I came here to see you, but now I don't know what to think,” He said.
    “You should get out of here while you still can,” I spat, “Lucas will be home soon”.
    “Oh come on Aaron, you make it sound like I didn't plan our time together at all,” He said, “He won't be home for a while. And his family won't be home any time soon either... at least not in time to do anything.”
    He stayed silent for a few minutes.
    “One second thought,” He said, “You hurt me Aaron.”
    He flipped open my phone and hit the buttons.
    “So now,” He said, “I'm gonna hurt you...”


    His voice trailed off as he started pushing the buttons on my phone. When he finished, he walked over to me and put the phone in front of me. I looked at the screen and was horrified with what I saw. It was a message to Lucas.


    TO: Lucas
    BODY: Luke, come home soon. I need to talk to you about something.
    Love, Aaron <3


    And there it was. He was going to hurt me by luring Luke back here. What he would do, I have no idea. But I started crying right there. He smiled an evil smile at me when he hit send. I just hoped that wherever he was, Luke would get that message and know it wasn't me. I hoped that he would stay away and stay safe.


    “Why?” I whispered.
    “Because you didn't love me back,” He said, “And now you're going to feel every ounce of pain I felt.”


    * * *


    Lucas


    My next stop was Bed Bath and Beyond. Dad had told me that Mom had her eye on this new dining set the past few times they had gone there. He had gone there alone last week and took pictures of it for me to pick up for him. I walked in and decided to detour and look at some bed stuff. I was feeling a set of sheets when I saw him. I froze in my stance and dropped the sheet I was holding in my hands between my feet.


    Jonathan was walking towards me. My eyes widened and I lost control of myself. The only thing missing when I launched myself at him was the girlish scream. I was all smiles when I jumped and started running towards him and tackled him with a hug. He smiled back at me and laughed when I knocked the wind out of him.


    “Oh my God! What are you doing here Jon?!” I asked.
    “I called your dad and he said you'd be stopping here,” he said smiling.
    “I missed you so much,” I said hugging him again.
    “I missed me too,” he said.
    I pulled away from him, looked at him questioningly and asked, “What do you mean?”
    “Luke,” he said as we sat down on the bed display, “When I left I wasn't me. I hadn't been for a long time.”
    “Jon,” I said.
    “No let me finish,” he said, “I'm really sorry for everything I've done Luke. It wasn't me, but it was my fault. I'm responsible for my own actions, but I'm back to being Jonathan again. That other Jonathan is gone and he's never coming back.”
    “Can I talk now?” I asked.
    “Yeah,” he said with a smile.
    “Jon I never blamed you for anything,” I said, “I meant that I missed you while you were in rehab. No matter what you did or what decisions you made I always loved you. You've been family to me for a long time and I missed you every day.”
    “Luke that means a lot to me,” he said, “So... odd question but, how is Aaron?”
    “He's good,” I said.
    “Luke,” he said, “I heard about you two.”
    “Oh,” I said, “How?”
    “Nick and I have been writing each other for a while. He told me everything... including that he was raped...”
    “Yeah,” I said, “He's fine now. It took a while but he's back to normal.”
    “That's great,” he said.
    “How does that make you feel?” I asked.
    “Honestly Luke, as long as you're happy it doesn't bother me,” he said.
    I smiled at him and said, “I'm very happy.”
    His face went serious for a moment and he asked, “How's Henry?”
    “Uh, I don't know Jon,” I said, “Aaron hasn't heard from him in a while.”
    “I still feel really bad about that,” he said.
    “I know you do,” I said.


    I felt a vibration in my pocket and pulled out my phone. My screen displayed “1 New Message: Aaron” on the screen. A smile stretched across my face as I flipped my phone open and read the message from my boy. But that smile was quickly wiped away by a chill in my spine. It must have shown on my face because Jonathan noticed it.


    “What's wrong?” he asked.
    “Uh, I'm not quite sure,” I said as I showed him my phone, “I just got this message from Aaron.”
    He read it to himself and said, “I don't get it.”
    “Look at the bottom... the 'Love Aaron' and the heart,” I said.
    “I'm trying to jump on your thought train, but you're moving a little too fast for me,” he said.
    “It's... It's redundant,” I said, “Aaron would die before he said anything redundant.”
    “What are you saying Luke?” he asked.
    “Whoever sent this...” I said, “It wasn't Aaron.”


    To be continued...
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    Wow, wasn't expecting a new entree during my study break. Very captivating chapter ITC, looking forward to the next .

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    ITC,
    Well, you gave us a couple of minutes of almost wedded bliss before you dropped the hammer on us ~ or Aaron as the case may be.

    It's good to know Jonathon is out of rehab and mentally healthy, again.

    What about Ben? Hmmmm. WHAT about Ben?

    You continue to craft a compelling tale, ITC.

    Looking forward the the second half of this chapter - I think!


    And I know, if I'll only be true, to this glorious quest . . .

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    I don't understand. Who is that? Why is he hurting Aaron?

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    Ben is another friend who suffered a mental break down.
    I suspect he's flown the psychiatric ward coup.


    And I know, if I'll only be true, to this glorious quest . . .

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    Wow! Love, Danger, and Intrigue!

    Thank "Goodness" that Lucas is not only sexy as Hell, but smart as a whip, too!!

    More, Please!!

    Keep smilin'!!
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    Quote Originally Posted by WildBeast View Post
    I don't understand. Who is that? Why is he hurting Aaron?
    Just in case it's unclear, the attacker is the guy who raped Aaron before. Any other confusion will be made clear in the next half of the chapter - including the man's identity and information about Henry.

    @ Don: What's all this Ben nonsense?
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    Am I confusing myself, mixing my stories?

    Getting CRS?


    And I know, if I'll only be true, to this glorious quest . . .

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    I think you might be. My best friend's first boyfriend's name was Ben and the guy was a creep. I wouldn't use that name haha.
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    Quote Originally Posted by DonQuixote View Post
    Am I confusing myself, mixing my stories?

    Getting CRS?
    CRS as in "Can't Remember Shit"??

    DQ! Wait to see what it's like when you get to My age!!

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    Chaz, You're NOT that much older than me - only 5 years, lol.


    And I know, if I'll only be true, to this glorious quest . . .

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    Quote Originally Posted by DonQuixote View Post
    Chaz, You're NOT that much older than me - only 5 years, lol.
    HA! "Only" 5yr. can seem to be a "long" time, and, yet, be all that swift/short!

    Just try to not be TOO surprised what a difference that can make, or how fast it happens!

    And, yeah! ... no matter what ... Seriously!

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    Like my favorite comic strip says, "You can't say it's only one year away to someone who's only been alive for 5."
    Give me one firm place to stand, and I shall move the Earth...more than the 383 miles it would move anyway.

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    Quote Originally Posted by inthecloset View Post
    Like my favorite comic strip says, "You can't say it's only one year away to someone who's only been alive for 5."
    Ha! So Awesome, and so True!!

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    OMG, ITC,

    Here comes another of your famous cliffhangers....... Great half chapter with all the emotions; love and romance, mystery and terror.... I love it! Lucas is smart though. Recognizing and knowing Aaron so well to realize something is amiss. Can't wait for the second half of Chapter 16.

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    I totally agree with Craiger! This chapter was amazing.
    Thank you for sharing it with us!

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    I have the next half of the chapter written up. I'm gonna go over it a few times later tonight, but I don't think I'll post it just yet. Maybe tomorrow morning or early afternoon.
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    Well I think this chapter is just about as finished as it's gonna get. I don't have much more to say other than "Enjoy" so...

    Enjoy!

    Wings of A Butterfly

    Chapter Sixteen:
    The Nightmare Revisited (Part 2)


    “Whoever sent this...” I said, “It wasn't Aaron.”
    “What are you talking about Luke?” Jonathan asked.
    “I'm telling you, someone else sent this message,” I said, “I gotta go find out what's going on.”

    I stood up and started to walk away. Jonathan grabbed my arm and stopped me before I had even taken more than two steps.

    “Luke stop,” he said, “If you're right... and someone else sent this message, then you going there is what they want.”
    “It's a lure...” I said with sudden realization.
    “Yes,” he said.
    “I don't care,” I said, “If it is, they have Aaron. I have to go.”
    “Well then I'm going with you,” he said.

    He was at my heels as we dashed out of the store into the parking lot. We were in my car and on the road in seconds as I sped toward my house. It wasn't far away, but it seemed to take forever to get there. I was freaking out about Aaron, hoping he was okay and hoping that this was all just a sick joke of Travis'. My heart was beating twice as fast as Aaron made it beat...

    * * *

    Aaron

    “Well,” He said, “He should be on his way now.”

    He looked at the clock, then back at me. With an evil grin on His face, He came over to me and put His hands on the back of the chair. I heard Him grunt behind me as the chair moved towards the entry way of the house. By now, he had put duct tape over my mouth and any noise I made was a hushed grunt from my throat. My face was covered with tears and my eyes were stinging because of how scared I was. I couldn't get the image of Travis' gun in my bag out of my head... and was cursing myself for deciding to leave upstairs.

    “Might as well give you a good view of the festivities,” He said, “Wouldn't want you to miss a thing.”

    He walked back into the kitchen and grabbed one of Anne's longest and sharpest knives. A slight whimper escaped my throat when he looked back over at me. Each step he took sent a shiver through my body. I closed my eyes tightly when He squatted next to me, knife in hand, and put His free hand on my arm.

    “Don't worry Aaron...” he said, “This isn't meant for you... yet.”

    He took a deep breath and stood up. He walked over to the door and looked out the windows. He looked at me and smiled his creepy evil smile.

    “I bet you're wondering how I found you,” he said.
    I whimpered in my throat.
    “I've seen you and Lucas together you know,” he said, “You two seemed to be really good friends. I wanted to ask you out you know, but Lucas just got in the way every time I tried.”
    He walked back over to me and knelt on my side.
    “I saw him kiss you that night,” he said, “When I was walking back to my car from the Astronomy building, I saw you guys. You looked shocked and when I saw you walk in and leave him there... I knew that was my chance to have you.”
    I mumbled into the tape covering my mouth, but I knew he wouldn't understand.
    “I found you the next night, walking alone... I needed to have you Aaron. But you ignored me when I came up to talk to you. So... I did what I had to do.”
    He moved his hand to his neck and made a “Zzt” sound imitating the taser he used on me.
    “When we got back to my dad's apartment, I told you I loved you. We made sweet love that night, but you tried to run out on me. I couldn't let you pull a one night stand on me so I grabbed you and you went flying into the wall... a couple times. You even fell on my dad's favorite ashtray. He was so furious when he got home the next day that he burnt me with his cigar. But I forgave you easily. I had to give you a few doses of Morphine to stop you from screaming so loudly though.”
    I glared angrily at him.
    “You just wouldn't cooperate Aaron,” he said, “So I walked you outside and disappeared for a while. I thought if I gave you some time, you'd be able to give in to our love... but I guess that hasn't happened.”
    He stood up again.
    “If you won't love me, then you won't love anyone.”

    * * *

    Lucas

    The car ride was silent. Jonathan left me alone with my thoughts, but I wish he hadn't. When you're afraid for something, your own thoughts can be your worst enemy. Time seems to slow down and lets you think about all the horrible things that could be happening, and all the horrible things that you always wished would never happen. My thoughts were no different than anyone else who was faced in a stressful situation. I was terrified.

    We were about a block away. I decided not to park close to the house, just in case. We walked around the corner and I could see the side of my house from there. We reached a windowless wall and I told Jonathan to keep quiet. I sat against the wall gathering my courage. I thought about Aaron's smile and that gave me what I needed to stand back up. With my nerves in order, Jonathan put his hand on my shoulder and looked straight into my eyes.

    “Luke, I'm sure everything's fine,” he said.
    “I hope you're right,” I said handing him the hide-a-key hidden in a false rock, “You go in through the back. If you hear or see anything, and I mean anything, call the cops. And if you do anything else, make sure you get Aaron out of there.”
    “Okay,” he said, “I promise Luke.”

    He went around the side and opened the gate as quietly as he could. I walked around to the front door. I stood there for a moment, allowing Jonathan time to get to the back door. I took a deep breath and pushed my own key into the lock and turned it. With another breath, I pushed the door open. Sitting there, tied to a chair about ten feet away from the door was Aaron. Our eyes locked.

    * * *

    Aaron

    He went out of sight when a shadow cross the window in the middle of the door. He held up a finger to His lips and made a “shh” noise as he backed into the study off to the left. The shadow stood there in the window for a moment, and then I heard a key push into the lock. Time slowed down as the lock turned and the door pushed open.

    When the door opened and I saw Lucas in the doorway, my heart sank in my chest. Our eyes locked, and panic raced through my veins. I wanted to scream. Every ounce of me wanted to tell him to get out of here and save himself. He gasped, shut the door slightly and ran toward me. He looked into my eyes and ripped off the duct tape that was covering my mouth. This was my chance.

    LUKE GET OUT OF HERE,” I screamed.

    But it was too late. He came out from the study and hit Lucas over the back of the head with the knife handle. Lucas fell to the ground and He stood over him. I screamed as loud as I could for help out the slightly opened door. He stood up, looked at me with a grin, and walked over to shut the door. Tears were running down my face as He knelt over Lucas' unconscious body. He raised the knife up and held it there for a second.

    YOU SON OF A BITCH!” a voice screamed from behind me.

    I turned to see Jonathan swinging a vase towards my attacker. It hit Him square in the side of the face and knocked him on the ground. Jonathan picked up the knife and started cutting at the ropes holding me in place. After my initial shock left me, I finally realized what was going on.

    “What are you doing here?” I asked.
    “Saving you,” he said.

    Jonathan was halfway through the ropes on my left hand when He stood up again. My eyes widened in fear as He walked up behind Jonathan.

    “Behind you!” I yelled.

    But Jonathan didn't need my help. He pulled the knife from my bindings and swung it around behind him, stabbing it into His leg. The screams of His pain echoed throughout the house as Jonathan rose to dash to the back rooms of the house. He went off after him down the hallway, limping on his wounded leg with the knife still sticking out of it.

    My binding was torn loose, so with all the strength I had, I lifted my arm and broke the rope. I frantically grabbed at the rope binding my other arm and untied it. Moving quickly, I used each free hand to untie each leg. Finally free, I ran down the hall after Him. I turned the corner and found him pounding his fist into a locked door.

    “Hey!” I yelled.

    He turned towards me. His face was contorted in rage. Before I knew what was happening, my hand lashed out in front of me and struck his throat. He stumbled backward, choking on the strike to his trachea. It felt good. Another rush rose in me and I swept my leg under his feel and he fell to the floor, still holding his neck.

    “I'm not gonna run from you anymore,” I said, “I'm not running period.”
    He looked at me with those dead eyes.
    “Get up,” I said.
    He just stared back at me.
    GET UP!” I spat.

    He rose to his feet cautiously. My anger flowed through my veins like lava. It burned me inside and the only way to stop the burning was to punch it out of me. I flung my right fist outward and hit His stomach. I flung my other fist out and it struck His face. One more strike. I knew this was it. It would knock him to the ground and he'd be out. I retracted my right fist and brought it around to the side to hit him once more in the face. But it stopped short. His hand blocked the path and squeezed around my fist.

    He smiled an evil smile and punched me in the stomach. He knocked the wind out of me and I fell backward onto the ground. As I was gasping for breath, He stood over me. He knelt down and grabbed my throat. His fingers closed around my neck and closed my airway. I was struggling under His grasp when I saw the door behind Him open and Jonathan jumped onto His back. He rose out of shock and Jonathan screamed at me.

    AARON RUN!

    I rose to my feet and He tossed Jonathan from His back. I took off down the hall and ran toward the stairs again. He was hot on my heels though. I was only up one step when I felt my feet be pulled from beneath me. I learned from last time though and stuck my hands under my head to keep from hitting the steps. I kicked my feet free and started crawling up the stairs. He cackled behind me and grabbed my feet again, pulling me back down. I kicked again and got further up the stairs.

    More laughter came from behind me. As I got to the top of the stairs, I could see my bag next to the bathroom door. I crawled desperately towards it as He laughed some more from behind me. He grabbed my foot and didn't let go. I lifted my other foot and kicked the side of His head. His grasp on my ankle released and I reached for my bag. I opened the pouch and stuck my hand in. My fingers wrapped around the gun handle as he grabbed at my legs.

    “No where to run Aaron!” he yelled.
    I pulled the gun out of the bag and pointed it right between his eyes. He froze. I won.
    “I'm not goin anywhere,” I said.
    I climbed out from under him and slowly stood up.
    “You heartless... Thieving... Waste of human flesh.”
    “You won't shoot me,” he said. There was a quiver in his voice.
    “You think I won't?” I said. My eyes locked on his, “I'm not the same defenseless person I was the night you raped me.”
    His eyes filled with tears when I said this.
    “I've changed since that night. You took my life and you turned it into a nightmare that I couldn't wake up from. You took my dreams and you turned them into a living hell. And you took the one most IMPORTANT THING I HAD.”
    His arms were shaking now as he held himself up.
    “And all I have thought about since that night... was how much I hate you.”
    The fear left his face completely and desperation took it's place.
    “Now,” I said as I pulled the hammer of the gun back, “Tell me again that I won't shoot you.”

    Lucas came running up the stairs holding the back of his head. He looked straight into my eyes and saw what was going on. He begged and pleaded me with his eyes to not do what I was about to do. I looked at him, my expression never changing.

    “I'm sorry Luke,” I said.

    I pulled slightly on the trigger.

    “No Aaron!” Lucas yelled.

    The gun clicked. Nothing happened. He sat there on the ground and I knew the precise moment his entire life flashed before his eyes. I smiled up at Lucas when confusion swept over his face. I lowered the gun to my side and knelt down beside Him. His breathing was ragged as he was choking on tears and his own fear.

    “I hate you more than anyone can understand,” I said, “But you are not worth another second of my life.”

    I raised my fist and punched him out. He stayed on the ground; his unconscious body remained still. Lucas walked over to me and took me in his arms. He started crying immediately and my own tears fell to his shoulder. I held on tightly and so did he. Our mutual fear for each others' lives fell out of us with our tears. We pulled ourselves together and when our embrace broke, Lucas took a good look at our attacker laying on the ground, then turned his attention to the gun in my hand.

    “It's not loaded?” he asked.
    “It's disabled,” I said, “Travis gave me a disabled one to work with and keep myself from forgetting what he taught me about.”
    “That's what you were doing today?” he asked.
    “Yeah... sorry,” I said.
    “Don't be sorry,” he said, “I'm just so glad you're okay.”
    “Me too,” I said as I hugged him again, “Go downstairs, make sure Jonathan's okay. Then call 911.”
    “Okay,” he said, “What about you?”
    “Give me a minute alone with him,” I said.
    “No,” he said, “We're gonna have to tell the cops everything. Don't make it worse Aaron.”
    He looked at me with pleading eyes.
    “Okay,” I said, “For you.”

    * * *

    The police arrived as did an ambulance. They examined all three of us and besides a couple of cracked rips and some sore heads and knuckles, we were okay. The police took us to the station so we could give them our detailed reports. One by one we went in to tell them what happened. There was enough there to charge him with breaking and entering and attempted murder. We would have to testify at his court hearing, but they assured us that even without it there was enough to send him away for a long time.

    Luke's parents arrived at the station to pick us up. Anne's arms went immediately around Lucas. Her tears from an hour ago were not hidden well and she still had more tears to cry. His dad just hugged him and whispered into his ear. When they were done with Lucas, I was expecting the four of us to climb into the car and go home, but they turned their attention to me and gave me the exact same treatment. I'd like to say I've had someone worry like that over me before... but it would be a lie. As horrible as the circumstances were, it made me feel good.

    They finished with me and did the same with Jonathan. After they released him, I swallowed all the bad feelings I had towards him and walked over to him. I stood in front of him, staring into his eyes. He extended his hand between us to shake mine. I simply shook my head and pulled him into a hug. I kissed his cheek and hugged him tightly.

    “Thank you,” I said, “You saved our lives.”
    “You saved mine,” he said.

    We were sitting in his bed now. It was after midnight and neither of us could sleep. We were quiet, but our arms were wrapped tightly around each other. Out of the silence, Lucas filled the room with his sweet soft voice.

    “He was in my Astronomy class,” he said.
    “Really?” I asked.
    “Yeah. He was there when we were stargazing,” he said, “His name was Kevin.”
    “How did he know where to find us?” I asked.
    “He and I talked all the time. I told him everything about us,” he said.
    “He said he's been watching us Luke.”
    “I'm not surprised... the kid was really weird,” he said rubbing his head, “He knew my weak spot.”
    “Your weak spot?” I asked.
    “Yeah, I fell off my bike when I wasn't wearing a helmet as a kid... landed on my back and hit my head on the pavement. It left a little fracture in my skull. It was microscopic, but with enough force, a blow to the head could kill me... I told him all about it.”
    “Oh baby,” I said as I kissed the back of his head gently.
    “I was so scared when I saw you,” he said. The sadness was clear in his voice.

    I hugged him tighter and didn't let go. I fell asleep with Luke in my arms. He must have rolled away from me because I woke around 2 in the morning to him putting his arm around me and his face on my chest. I stirred and looked down at him. His eyes sparkled in the moonlight coming through the window, and they were focused on me.

    “Can't sleep?” I asked.
    “No,” he said softly.
    “You okay?” I asked.
    “No,” he said again.
    “What's wrong?” I asked.
    “I don't know,” he said, “I'm just really scared.”
    I wrapped my arms around him and kissed his forehead.
    “Is this how you felt before?” he asked.
    “Yes,” I said, knowing exactly how he felt.
    “God... I had no idea Aaron,” he said, “How did you get past it?”
    I sat up in the darkness and looked at him. He sat up too and looked at me.
    “You wanna know how I did it?” I asked.
    He nodded.
    “I let you protect me for a while,” I said, “And then I realized that I needed to be strong. I knew you were there to fight for me, but I realized that I needed to be strong enough to fight for you too.”
    “Aaron that's so sweet,” he said, “But I don't know how to do that.”
    “Just let me protect you for a while,” I said, “And then, when you're ready, you'll realize that having something to fight for makes you stronger.”

    I leaned forward and kissed his cheek. When I pulled away, he grabbed my neck and pulled me back to press his lips against mine. Once again, it wasn't passionate or horny like his usual kisses. This was a genuine and loving kiss. It was soft and it was gentle. I could feel how much he loved me in the way he kissed me. He pulled me on top of him and kissed me some more.

    We didn't have sex that night... We made love. And it was incredible. His touch was more gentle and caring than ever. There wasn't a single second where either of us weren't smiling, even while our lips pressed together. We ended the night with a very sincere “I love you” to each other. His arms were wrapped around my torso and mine were holding him close to me as we both drifted off into our much needed sleep... and despite the events of the day, both of us were smiling.
    Give me one firm place to stand, and I shall move the Earth...more than the 383 miles it would move anyway.

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    ITC,
    A very powerful chapter, and very well written.

    The rush to the rescue and the joint efforts of Luke and Jonathon to save Aaron from the demented Kevin was exciting, to say the least.

    The poignancy of the click of the gun, and the caring from Luke's parents to all three boys was great, as was the late night role reversal, and their tightened bond.

    Thank you.


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    *deep breaths*

    Intense chapter. Thanks, ITC.

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    All I can say is "Bravo." Funny how you think you want to know this attacker as a character mentioned earlier in the story, but he is really nothing but an evil specter that has brought our boys together. All three of them. Now comes the healing. And for Jonathan, out of tragedy comes friendship, well deserved.
    ITC, that was an awesome chapter.

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    @ Craiger: I learned that little trick from Bones and the whole Gormagon series. Sometimes the attacker being no one is worse that the attacker being someone you know. It makes it easier for them to move through the shadows that way.

    @ DQ: I love your comments. You always make me feel better about my writing

    @ LTS: You can relax. It's gonna be an easier ride for a bit :P
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    Awesome chapter! My heart is still thudding, and my palms are all sweaty, from the Suspense, the building Danger, and the struggles to Overcome! Very well written!!

    And, Yeah! ... Now I, and Everyone else, I'm sure, can use/need "an easier ride for a bit"! THANK YOU! for this amazing story!

    Keep smilin'!!
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    Wow!! Thanks ITC.
    What a scary, Heart Stopping chapter.
    We all can use an easier ride.
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    I LOVED the disabled gun. It was so awesome, so powerful. It was like the ultiate "fuck you, you don't scare me anymore" move.

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    Chapter Seventeen:
    Secret Santa

    The next week consisted of Lucas never leaving my side. The only time we spent apart was when his dad took him to do a little Christmas shopping for his mom, and even then I made sure I was with Kyle the entire time we were apart to ease his nerves. He wasn't really nervous about losing me as he was about me not being there to protect him. I'd assured him that when the time came, he'd be ready to fight for me and I wouldn't have to protect him anymore.

    I loved every minute of his wild obsession of being together at all moments of the day. We were never apart and I felt important being his bodyguard. We played video games together as boys often do, we watched dozens of romantic movies (neither of us could really handle a thriller just yet), and most importantly of all we advertised our relationship all over town. There wasn't a person who Lucas knew that didn't know about me. He was permanently attached to my side now, and there was no way I was going to let him go.

    I'd like to take this moment to completely describe Luke's appearance. Being that I never actually knew I was gay before, I never paid much attention to his body so I never really described it. For lack of a better term, he was gorgeous. Every part of him accented another part. His body was perfectly symmetrical. He had muscles of course, but not too many. He had very little body fat and his skin was completely smooth except for a little trail of hair from the middle of his torso that led to his belly button and further down.

    And as for the parts that matter, his dick wasn't “oh my God” big but it was a good size. It was big enough for him to feel confident but not too big to make me afraid of letting him fuck me. His ass muscles were tight and toned but soft to the touch. And like I said before, he does look incredible in those jeans.

    His face was like a perfect sculpture. He had a nice smile that spread across pearly white teeth. His bottom lip was a bit more full than his top and kinda stuck out when he smiled. His eyebrows weren't thin, but they weren't bushy. He didn't maintain them at all, they were just naturally perfect. One of them had a little scar in the middle of it from an incident on his skateboard when he was 12 and the hair wouldn't grow there. His eyes were beautiful hazel as I've mentioned dozens of times. I just couldn't get enough of his eyes. They were pools of beauty that I could swim in for days.

    His hair was golden blonde and short on the sides and back, almost like a buzz cut, but long at the top. He kinda had this faux-hawk thing goin' on, though he never actually put it up. His bangs were usually spiked outward. I couldn't understand how someone so perfect, so beautiful could fall in love with me. I wasn't ugly or anything, but I knew I wasn't nearly as attractive as Lucas was.

    While Lucas had a baseball body, my body belonged more to a tennis player. My legs were thicker than Lucas' and my arms were muscular, but the rest of me was a bit underdeveloped. I have muscles, but not nearly as many as Lucas. My face was thinner than his, less defined. My eyebrows were a little more bushier than his, but I tried to keep them cleaned up. My cheekbones were much more prominent than his. When he smiled, his cheeks would form dimples; mine wouldn't.

    My hair was also short and thin at the sides, but I made my bangs come down at an angle. I had darker hair than Lucas. Light brown, but not too light. It was kind of like a chocolate color. My nose, while even and symmetrical, was a bit longer at the tip than Lucas'. Mine stuck out a bit further and it made me hate a profile shot of me, but Lucas insisted that it made me look cuter. He knew how self conscious I was about my honker and he made sure to give it its own special kiss every now and then.

    But despite all the physical prowess of Lucas, the one thing that stood out was his heart. What he told me that day in the bathroom was true for me too. I didn't fall in love with his looks; I fell in love with his heart. The size of his heart was more important to me than the size of his pecs or the size of his cock. I could feel his love for me in every touch and every kiss. Each shock he sent through my body wasn't my response to his touch; it was his love being transmitted from his heart to his touch, from his touch to my skin, and from my skin to my own heart.

    But I think the difference between our physical appearances is what defined our positions with each other. Lucas was more dominant and in control all the time. His muscular build allowed him to feel more confident. Mix that in with his compassionate nature, you get one very amazing guy who isn't afraid to take the lead. Me on the other hand, I was a little more self conscious about my body. I wasn't as built as Lucas was so I depended on him to keep my spirits high and make me feel wanted. I guess you could say I was the girl in the relationship, but I didn't mind that.

    I guess that's why I loved our temporary role reversal here. I loved feeling needed rather than wanted. Lucas gave me the chance to feel like the defender; the one who would fight for us and be able to give him the strength he needed. It was a nice change to be in Lucas' shoes for a while. It wasn't until two days before Christmas that Lucas started feeling better. He wasn't as scared to go to sleep at night and even though he still needed my presence, he was feeling much more relaxed.

    On Christmas Eve, his grandparents on Anne's side came over for dinner. She had cooked up a couple steaks for Kyle and her father, while the rest of us enjoyed her mother's pork and stuffing casserole. It was clear where Anne received her cooking skills from. I usually don't like pork but my God... it was an amazing dish. For dessert, Anne had baked a home made Angelfood Cake. Around 7, we wrapped up in our coats and walked down the street for the evening service at their church. I wasn't much of a religious person, but I really wanted to go to give thanks for everything I had been blessed with over the past few months.

    After the service, we walked back home to exchange gifts. Lucas wanted us to save ours for tomorrow night, so I just sat back and watched their family with a smile on my face. I fought back the tears when I saw the joy and love on everyone's faces. I had always wanted to experience this part of a family, but I was far too young to remember the only two years I had been able to.

    I missed my mom a lot that night. When Lucas was saying goodbye to his grandparents (Gram and Gramps as he called them), I sat on the couch in the family room and stared into the roaring fire, thinking about her and fiddling my locket with my thumb and index finger. He came to sit down next to me and he grabbed my free hand and tangled our fingers together.

    “They loved you,” he said, “As I knew they would.”
    “And they're okay with us?” I asked.
    “Well Gram already knew,” he said, “I never told her but she knew somehow. And Gramps may be old fashioned but he knows true love when he sees it. He doesn't really approve of it, but he accepts it. The last thing he said before leaving was, 'I like this version of you. He's much happier,' So I guess he's okay with it.”

    I smiled and returned my attention to the fire.

    “Are you okay?” he asked.
    “Yeah, I just,” I said, “I miss my mom.”
    “Oh...” he said, “I'm sorry Aaron.”
    “No I mean,” I said, “I had fun tonight. I just, I haven't really experienced what it's like to be part of a real family.”
    “Well that's not fair,” he said, “Everyone deserves that.”
    “I did twice,” I said, “But I was too young to remember it.”
    “What do you mean?” he asked. With sudden realization on his face, he revised his question, “You never told me, what happened to your dad?”
    “He was around until I was two. My parents weren't married, but he promised he'd stick around to help her with me. That was the closest I've had to a real family until my dad met a waitress with the chest of Pamela Anderson. They ran off to Washington and I never saw him again.”
    “That's terrible,” he said putting his arm around my shoulders and hugging me into him.
    “I got cards from him for every holiday for four more years, but they stopped suddenly,” I said, “I don't even know if he's still alive.”
    “I'm so sorry,” he said, “That's really unfair.”
    “Don't worry,” I said with a half smile, “Tonight was really fun.”
    “Well you enjoy the rest of the night,” he said. He sounded as if he knew something I didn't.
    “What do you mean?” I asked.
    “This was just Mom's side of the family,” he said with a grin, “Tomorrow you get to meet Dad's.”
    “Okay why do I feel really nervous now that you said that?” I asked.
    “Maybe cause my dad has 3 sisters and 2 brothers,” he said, “Two of the sisters and both brothers are married with kids, and the other sister has a pair of twins with her boyfriend.”
    “That's a lot of kids,” I said.
    “Yeah and they're the least of your worries,” he said with a grin.
    I must have had a look of pure panic on my face.
    “Aaron I'm kidding!” he said, “They're gonna love you.”
    “If you say so,” I said with a twinge of panic still in my voice.

    We sat that way for a while. He leaned his head onto my shoulder and eventually started nodding off. He readjusted and turned to lay his head on a pillow he placed on my lap. After about an hour his parents walked in. I held a finger up to my lips to let them know he was sleeping. They nodded and whispered that they were going to bed and that we should catch some Z's as well.

    “Santa doesn't come when people are awake in the house,” Anne said with a grin.

    When they left I tapped Lucas softly on the side of his face..

    “Wake up baby,” I said.

    He stirred and looked up at me.

    “Sorry,” he said.
    “No reason to be,” I said with a smile, “We should go to bed.”

    We both stood and he laced our fingers together as he stumbled up the stairs with me at his side. As we walked down the hallway, he stopped and stared at the bathroom door with a smile. He pulled my hand up and guided me towards the door.

    “Come on,” he said.
    “You don't wanna pee together again do you?” I asked jokingly.
    “Shut up and come on,” he said.

    He opened the door and lead me inside. He turned on the faucet in the tub and waited for the water to warm up before putting the plug in. I gave him a smile and a wink when I understood what he wanted and lifted my shirt over my head. He came over to me, put his hands on my chest and kissed my lips with extreme care. His touch was gentle and loving every time. His hands moved from my chest to my waist and started unbuckling my belt. My hands met his at my waist and unbuttoned my jeans while his pulled the zipper down.

    I stepped out of my pants when they fell to the floor and Lucas joined me. He lifted his shirt off and let his pants drop to the floor. We stood there for a moment just staring at each other. For some reason, he didn't get hard, and neither did I. That's when I was convinced that this relationship wasn't about sex. Lucas was telling the truth when he said that.

    When the tub was full, we pulled off our underwear and Lucas stepped into the water first. He let out an audible sigh then extended his hand to me with a smile on his face. I stepped in, sat down, and pushed my back up against his chest. He put his arms around me and held me as we just sat there in the water together. I leaned my head back against his shoulder and turned my face toward his. His scent filled my nostrils and forced a smile on my face.

    “Aaron,” he whispered.

    I opened my eyes to see his sad look.

    “What's wrong?” I asked.
    “I need you to tell me that you'll never leave me,” he said.

    And there it was. He was still vulnerable; still afraid.

    “Oh baby,” I said turning my body around to face him, “Never! I would never leave you. I love you way too much.”

    He just stared at me with tears in his eyes.

    “Luke,” I said grabbing his hands, “I love you so much. I'm here as long as you want me here. I won't leave until you tell me to.”
    He smiled weakly and said, “What if I said I want you here forever?”
    “Then forever is how long I'll stay,” I said with a smile, “Nothing can change that.”

    I turned back around and pushed my back against his chest again. We were sitting there for probably 45 minutes when Lucas started yawning. I ran my fingers against his arms when he pulled me closer to him and kissed my neck. I smiled and moved my hand down to his thigh. Slowly and cautiously, I moved it closer to his crotch. He was as soft as a freshly washed towel.

    “You're not hard,” I said.
    “Neither are you,” he whispered, “There's no reason to be.”

    I turned to look at him and smiled. He smiled back. It was that moment that we knew how much we cared about each other... and it made us happy.

    We got out of the water and dried each other off. He pulled me into him and hugged me. I felt his lips on my cheek and I turned my neck so I could kiss his lips. We walked out of the bathroom together with the towels around our waists. When we got into his bedroom we put on some underwear and crawled into bed together. Lucas was on his back and I moved in to lay my head on his chest. I was running my fingers softly along his muscle lines when he spoke again.

    “Aaron I'm sorry,” he said, “but I need you to say it again.”

    I sat up and looked in his eyes through the darkness.

    “Luke,” I said, “I love you way too much to leave you.”
    He smiled weakly again and said, “I don't know what I would do without you... and that's all I can think about. I keep thinking about how I almost lost you and what I would have done if I did. It's killin me Aaron.”
    “Hey, hey, hey,” I said as he started to cry, “Look at me.”

    I lifted his chin with my hand and forced him to look into my eyes.

    “You need to stop thinking like that,” I said, “Okay, listen to me. I'm still here. I'm okay; I didn't leave you.”
    “I know it's stupid,” he said, “I just can't help it.”
    “Luke, it's not stupid,” I said, “When I thought he was gonna kill you that day I was terrified too. But I didn't let it cripple me. I used that fear to make myself strong enough to fight for you.”
    “I'm just really scared Aaron,” he said, “I don't wanna lose you.”
    “And you're not going to,” I said, “Nothing in Heaven or Earth can take me away from you. You're stuck with me.”
    He smiled, “I wouldn't want to be stuck with anyone else.”
    I smiled back, “I love you baby.”
    “I love it when you call me baby,” he said.
    “Well then I'll call you baby more often,” I said as I leaned in to kiss him, “Now go to sleep. Santa doesn't come when people are awake in the house.”

    I rested my head on his chest again and his arms came around me. He moved himself a little lower so my head was on his shoulder and his chin was pressed against my forehead. We fell asleep like that with smiles on our faces.

    * * *

    I stirred from my sleep as I felt fingers brushing lightly on my face. I didn't want to open my eyes yet, but I couldn't help but smile. The fingers were replaced by his lips as they softly kissed my cheek and made a trail to my lips. My arm flung around his neck as I pulled myself up. My eyes fluttered open to see my light bathed angel staring back at me with his beautiful eyes.

    “Didn't mean to wake you,” he said.
    “It's okay,” I said still smiling.
    “Merry Christmas,” he said.
    “Merry Christmas to you too.”

    We sat up in bed. Lucas had the look of a little boy on his face. He knew I had a present for him and he knew he wanted it. I smiled and leaned in to kiss him again. I could see the anticipation in his eyes and I could feel his heart pounding in his chest. His hands went up to the back of my head and forced me to kiss him harder. His tongue pushed past my lips and found my own so it could dance to our symphony of soft moans.

    His gentle touch traveled from my hair to my back and my hands moved up to his sides. I fell backward onto the bed and pulled him on top of me. His hair dangled and tickled my forehead. He pulled away and stared into my eyes with a smile on his face.

    “Are you feeling better?” I asked.
    His eyes shimmered with his response, “Better every second I kiss you.”

    My lips met his again and I took his bottom lip gently with my teeth and let go. He smiled and kissed me again. With a smile on my face, I dropped my arm over the side of the bed and pulled a box out from under the bed. I pulled it up and put it in front of Lucas' face.

    “We're supposed to wait,” he said with a smile.
    “I know, but I want to see your face now,” I said.
    “Aaron,” he said with a crack in his voice.
    “Just open it,” I said kissing him again.
    “Okay,” he said.

    We both sat up again and I sat across from him as he placed the box in front of him. He gently lifted the bow from the top and opened the flap to look inside. His eyes instantly filled with tears as he took in a deep gasp. He looked back up to my smiling face and stared at me. He gently pulled the Beanie Baby Doberman named "Doby" out of the box and kept staring at me.

    “You remembered,” he said softly.

    He sat up on his knees and put his hand on the back of my head, pulling me into a deep and passionate kiss.

    “I can't believe you remembered,” he said, “Where did you find this?”
    “I have my ways,” I said.
    “I've been looking for a new one for years...”
    “When you told me that story, I started hunting for one,” I said.
    “You didn't,” he said.
    “Yeah I did,” I said smiling.
    “You are incredible,” he said as he kissed me again.
    “Yeah I am,” I said with a grin.
    “You want your present now?” he asked.
    “Sure,” I said.

    He leaned forward over the foot of the bed to his chest of drawers. I sat back and stared at the fabric of his boxers tightening around his magnificent ass muscles. With a smile on my face I lifted my foot and lightly kicked his butt.

    “Is that my present?” I asked, “Cause I like it.”
    “Dork,” he said as he sat back and handed me a box, “I think you're gonna like this better.”

    I gently opened to box and looked inside. There was something wrapped in blue wrapping paper and a small envelope inside. I pulled out the slim thing wrapped in blue paper first and examined it. My eyes found his and he nodded at me. My fingers tore open the paper and tossed it aside as I looked closely at the CD in my hands.

    “What's this?” I asked.
    “It's every song we've listened to together,” he said, “Every song that makes me think about you.”
    “Oh Luke that is so sweet!” I said wrapping my arms around his neck, “I love it.”
    “Open the envelope,” he said.

    I did as I was told and flipped the tab of the envelope open. My smile reached from ear to ear as I pulled the contents out. There, in my hand, were two front row tickets to the Paramore concert.

    OH MY GOD!” I screamed.
    “You like it?” he asked sarcastically.
    I LOVE IT!” I yelled as I attacked him with kisses, “How on Earth did you get these?! This concert has been sold out for three months!!”
    “I have my ways,” he said.
    “I don't believe this Luke,” I said, “This is incredible.”
    “Yeah,” he said, “And I have it all worked out too. It's two weeks after we get back to school on a Friday. It's only about a 45 minute drive so we can leave right after class and be there with plenty of time. And I uhm... I kinda booked a hotel just in case we were too tired to drive back.”

    He was trying to hide his grin, but I knew why he booked that hotel.

    “Luke you are amazing,” I said, “And I'm not gonna be too tired to drive back, but maybe we can use the room anyway.”

    He beamed at me. I knew he was hoping I wouldn't take it the wrong way. But with a boy as cute as Lucas, how could anyone not give in to his sad face?

    “Oh and I'm not done yet,” he said with a big smile crossing his face.

    He got up and practically skipped to the door and down the hall. I could hear him mumbling to his parents and I heard him coming back down the hall. When he walked back into the room, he shut the door and sat on the edge of the bed. He patted the area next to him and I swung around to sit at the edge with him. He grabbed his hands in mine and sat there in silence. There was a knock at the door not long afterward.

    “Come in,” he said.
    “What's going on?” I asked.
    “Shh,” he said.

    His parents and Kyle were standing in the doorway. Lucas kissed my cheek and stood up to join them as they stood there. Anne's eyes found mine and she was the first to speak.

    “Aaron,” she said, “Lucas told us about your family.”

    My eyes found his. He tried to avoid my gaze but I clawed at it with mine. There was no hurt in my eyes though.

    “The four of us would like to formally invite you to spend Christmas Day with us,” she said, “As a part of the family.”

    The grin was wiped from my face and a look of astonishment took it's place. I stared at Lucas and tears filled my eyes. I smiled again and looked at all four of them. They were all smiling at me and Lucas broke away from them and rejoined me on the bed.

    “I would be honored,” I said.

    My hands found Lucas' and I squeezed them with all my might as I kissed him gently. He had fulfilled my wish. At that moment, I was more than happy. I was so much more than loved. But most of all, I was where I belonged.

    * * *

    Lucas leaned over and smelled my hair a little.

    “What are you doing?” I asked.
    “Just making sure you don't smell like meat before we throw you in with the wolves,” he said.
    “Lucas!” his dad said from the front seat, “I've asked you not to call Jackie and her daughters 'the wolves' a million times.”
    “You really shouldn't tease your boyfriend Lucas,” Kyle said.
    “Aaron you're going to be fine,” Anne said, “I promise.”
    “Yeah I'm just messing,” Lucas said putting his hand on my thigh, “Just be the sweet, smart, and amazing guy you are and they'll love you almost as much as I do.”

    He leaned in to kiss me then as the car pulled into the driveway. We piled out of the car and I took a long look at Grandma Harper's house. It was bigger than Lucas' house. I could hear the sounds of kids yelling and playing in the backyard. It was in the mountain area and we'd been driving for almost an hour to get up here because of the snow.

    I must have been off in my own little world again because I didn't see the small snowball heading for me until Lucas batted it away with his hand. Two little children with snow covered gloves ran right up to Lucas and gave him a big hug. They were both talking at the same time and I could really tell what they were saying. Lucas stopped them and turned towards me.

    “Aaron,” he said, “This is Jacob and Aly. They're my Aunt Gina's twins.”
    “Hi there,” I said with a big smile.
    “Jacob, Aly, this is Aaron,” he said, “He's my boyfriend.”
    “Boyfriend?” Jacob asked, “I thought boys had girlfriends.”
    “Well I like boys Jacob,” Lucas said, “And Aaron is my boyfriend.”
    “I don't get it,” he said.
    “You'll understand when you get older,” Lucas said, “Now go tell your mommy I'm here okay?”
    “Okay!” they both said at the same time as they ran off.
    “They're my favorite cousins,” Lucas said, “And Gina is my favorite aunt. You'll love her Aaron. She's so sweet and amazing.”

    We walked inside and my nose was instantly overwhelmed the amazing smells that filled the house from the kitchen. I could smell the turkey and the mashed potatoes as their aroma danced with the smell of the Christmas Tree sitting in the big family room off to the left of the entryway. Lucas saw the smile on my face and grabbed my hand as we walked in. Kyle diverted to the back door to join the kids outside while their parents went straight for the kitchen to greet everyone.

    We were walking down the hallway towards the bathroom to freshen up from the car ride when the twins came barreling down the hallway towards Lucas again. Following them was a skinny woman wearing lots of green and red clothing and big hoop earrings. Like Lucas' father, she was blonde but had some red streaks in her hair. She was wearing a spiked cross necklace and some flashy rings with bright gems in the middle. She was no older than 30.

    “Lucas!” she said excitedly.
    “Aunt Gina!” he said just as excited as she was.
    “Hi honey! Merry Christmas,” she said as he hugged him.
    “Thanks, you too,” he said.
    “And who is this handsome young man?” she asked looking at me.
    “That's the guy I told you about Gina,” he said.
    “Oh Aaron!” she said as she pulled me into a hug as well, “It's so good to finally meet you.”
    “Thanks,” I said, “Good to meet you too.”
    “Lucas has told me so-o-o-o-o much about you,” she said, “I must say he's cuter than you said he was Lucas.”
    I blushed and chuckled, “I know that's not true.”
    “Oh but it is,” she said, “You're a very pretty boy.”
    “I've never been called pretty before,” I said with a smile.
    “Well it's true,” Lucas said wrapping his arm around my waist.
    “Lucas dear,” she said, “Would you take the twins back outside and make sure they haven't had the chance to bury any of the other children in the snow?”
    “Yeah sure Gina,” he said chuckling as he grabbed the twins in his arms and walked toward the back door.
    “Aaron,” she said as she put her hands on my shoulders., “I just want to let you know that you've made Lucas such a happy young man. Before he met you he was in a really dark place, and you've changed him somehow. I just want you to know that if you were going to try anything to get me to like you, you've already done it.”
    “Thanks ma'am,” I said.
    “Oh please call me Aunt Gina or Na-na or anything else besides ma'am,” she said.
    “Okay Aunt Gina,” I said smiling.
    “But I'm serious,” she said, “The boy I just saw was someone I haven't seen in a very long time. He's been very depressed for a long time. The day he met you I noticed an instant change in him. Whatever you've done, you've made him happy again and that's all I could ever ask from you.”
    “I love him very much,” I said smiling.
    “That's good enough for me,” she said, “Come let me introduce you to the rest of the family. Beware of Jackie though... for lack of a better term she's a major bitch. Don't make too much eye contact with her and let Lucas deal with her two daughters.”

    I did as I was told when I was introduced to Aunt Jackie. I smiled my biggest smile and shook her hand gently. After her I met her husband Hank who seemed like a very passive man (which is Lucas' explanation for why she's such a bitch; she can get away with anything), Uncle Roy who was a borderline alcoholic and having a staring contest with the chest full of beers, his wife Elaine who was quiet and sat at the window watching the children play in the snow, Uncle Bob who smelled like cigarettes and urine, his wife Patty who was the source of the cigarette smell, Aunt Francis who was just as colorful in personality as Gina, her husband Carl who was nowhere near colorful, Aunt Bridget whose only feature that stood out to me was the gap in her teeth, and her husband Jack who was too invested in the football game on TV to say more than two words to me.

    Last, but certainly not least was Grandma Harper. She was a wonderful woman who took to me instantly and asked me to help her stir the dumpling batter. Of all people, she made me feel the most welcome. Like Gina, she had seen how happy Lucas was around me and loved me unconditionally for doing so.

    There were way too many kids for me to remember. The ones who stood out most were Jackie's daughters. Audrey was 14 and Brianna was 17. They were both really really moody towards me and before I could say two words to them, Lucas held out a couple tampons and a box of Midol to them and said he had come prepared for them this time. They instantly shut up and went about their business shooting dark looks at Lucas and I. He told me to ignore them, so I did.

    After about an hour of hanging out with the kids outside, tossing a couple snowballs at each other, and building a snowman with the twins, Lucas and I went inside to sit by the fireplace and warm up before dinner. When dinner was called, all the kids sat at the big table in the kitchen, and all the adults plus Lucas, Kyle, Audrey, Brianna, and I sat in the dining room. We all sat and Lucas was the one who said grace this year. I could feel his hand tighten around mine when he said, “Lord we thank you for everything you've blessed us with this year, and we hope to continue to be blessed by you in the years to come.” When he was finished I couldn't wipe the smile off of my face. His hand was on my thigh under the table for most of the meal.

    After dessert the kids all piled into the large family room around the tree. Lucas and Kyle played “Santa” and passed the gifts out to everyone. I was shocked when I received two gifts. One from Lucas' parents and one from Gina. I wasn't expecting any at all and was incredibly thankful for everything this day had given me. I had indeed found where I belonged.

    * * *

    On the car ride home, I fell asleep with my head on Lucas' shoulder. Our hands were entangled when I woke up. We were about halfway back to his house and his dad needed to stop and get gas. We got out of the car and stretched in the crisp cold air of the night. He took my hands in his and the smile on his face glowed in the night. I don't think he ever stopped smiling that entire day. Neither had I.

    When we got home, Lucas and I went straight upstairs to take a nice hot bath together. I settled into his chest once again and almost fell asleep there. His arms were wrapped tightly around me and his face was nestled into my neck as he gently kissed me every few seconds. My hands met his around my chest and I held him as he held onto me. I never wanted to let go.

    But we had to. Lucas' toes were getting raisined and he wanted to get out of the water. We got out and dried off and headed back into his bedroom. We were sitting on his bed watching something on TV. I didn't know what because my attention was focused completely on him. His touch, his scent, his aura; anything that made me feel warmer in the cold night.

    He stood up to go to the bathroom after about 30 minutes and was gone for longer than he should have been. I was about to go check on him when the door opened and he stood there in the doorway with nothing on but a big blue bow covering his crotch. His smile beamed in the semi-dark room as he stood there with his hands on his hips. I smiled back at him.

    “I have one last present for you,” he said still smiling.
    “Oh really?” I asked as I walked over towards him, “It looks big.”
    “It's heavy too,” he said.

    I wrapped my arms around him and linked my hands on his back just above his ass. He pressed his gift up against me and kissed my lips gently. Slowly, I backed up and pulled him toward the bed. I spun him around and pushed him backwards to sit down on the edge of the bed. There, I got on my knees and slowly unwrapped my present. There was a big smile on his face as I pulled the string away from his cock. Not long after I pulled it away, his cock sprang to life and quickly hardened.

    I took off my shirt and threw it behind Lucas. With a smile on my face I moved my hands to his ankles and lightly grazed his skin. I went from his ankles to his legs and slid them slowly upward until I reached his thighs. I moved my face to where my left hand was and lifted it away. I replaced my hand with a light kiss, and then did the same for the thigh my left hand was on.

    My fingers closed around his shaft and he threw his head back with a moan as his hips pushed up into my palm. I put my lips around his head and used my tongue to play with it. His left hand went to the back of my head and started to push me down further on his cock. His gasps for air and moans of pleasure filled the silence as he thrust his hips up toward my face. I put my hands on his back just above his ass and pulled him forward more. I moved my hands to his chest and made him lean back a little and pushed his legs upward.

    With my mouth still on his cock, I moved my left hand to play gently with his balls and my right hand played with his exposed asshole. I slipped a finger inside and he moaned a deep growl that seemed almost like a lion. All three sensations had him cumming in my mouth in no time. I could feel his balls pulsing and his cock began to swell in my mouth. His final moan started with another growl that turned into a long pleasured groan as his cock erupted. I pulled my lips off and let him spray all over my face and chest.

    He looked at me and laughed when he was finished. He pulled me into a standing position and began cleaning me up with his tongue. He licked every part of me, even parts that weren't covered in his juice, and then pulled me in to kiss him. His kiss went from my lips to my chest and started to descend toward my jeans, but he stopped. He reached over and pulled out a condom and lube from his nightstand.

    “Now that's hardly fair,” I said.
    “It's for you,” he said.
    “What?” I asked.
    “I want you to be the top tonight,” he said, “That's my last gift for you.”
    “Oh Luke I don't know,” I said, “I enjoy being the bottom.”
    “Please?” he asked, “I want to do this for you.”
    I leaned in and kissed him, “Okay.”

    He placed the condom and lube on the bed next to him and pulled me closer to him. With his teeth, he unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans. He hooked his fingers under the waistband of my boxers and pushed both of them to the floor. When I stepped out of them, he pulled me on top of him and started kissing me all over. He backed up to the pillows and made himself comfortable. I ripped open the condom wrapper with my teeth and Lucas pulled it out of my hand.

    I closed my eyes when he rolled it onto my cock and let out a sigh when I felt the cold lube being applied to my shaft. When I opened my eyes, I saw him with his fingers in his hole putting lube on the inside. Then he gave me a smile and a wink and put his hand around the back of my neck and pulled me closer. I guided my cock to his hole and slowly pushed the head in. He threw his head back again and moaned as I slowly pushed in. Inch by inch he let out multiple groans.

    “How far in are you?” he grunted.
    “About half way,” I said, “You need me to stop?”
    “No keep going.”

    He let out several grunts as I pushed myself further in. This feeling was incredible. He was so tight and warm; the sensations on my cock were indescribable. But the look on his face was even better. He had this look of pure pleasure on his face; it was as if there were no pain at all. But I knew there was, so I was gentle until he told me to do otherwise. I wish I had taken a picture of his face when my balls touched his ass. He looked so proud and happy with himself, while still feeling the pleasure of me pushing inside of him.

    “Go harder,” he grunted.
    “But Luke...”
    “No,” he gasped, “Harder.”

    I did as I was told and pulled out slowly, but pushed back in harder. Lucas' face showed only pleaure from my quick thrusts. Faster and faster I pounded his ass. He had to stuff a pillow in his face to keep from screaming out in ecstasy. Lucas pulled the pillow off his face and pulled me down to kiss him deeply and passionately. Our moans filled each others' throats as I felt myself getting close. Lucas then stopped me, kept my cock in his hole, and flipped over onto all fours. He signaled me to keep going.

    I wrapped my arms around his torso and pressed my chest up against his back as he stuffed his face back into the pillow. He flexed his ass around my cock and sent me into a frenzy. I felt my balls tighten and my cock throb as I was nearing my final thrusts. I let go of his body and sat up as I forced my hips into his ass as hard as I could as my cock erupted deep inside him. Both of us let out a simultaneous groan after the final slam and we both collapsed.

    I pulled myself out of him and he turned over underneath me. He told me to sit up and when I did, he pulled the condom off of me and cleaned all the cum off my cock. When he was done, we got up and quietly went across the hall to the bathroom to take a quick shower together. He had a smile on his face the entire time. When we got back into bed, he hugged me tightly and kissed me gently.

    “No wonder you like that so much,” he said, “That was incredible.”
    “And you were tough,” I said, “I couldn't have handled that much my first time. Didn't it hurt?”
    “Only a little at first,” he said, “Then it was a really good hurt. And when I looked into your eyes, it all went away, and all I felt was you.”
    “I love you,” I said.
    “I love you too,” he said with a kiss.
    “Oh before I forget,” he said, “Travis invited us to spend New Year's Eve at the cabin next week.”
    “That sounds like a lot of fun,” I said softly.
    “You can call Mike and Carly in the morning and tell them they're invited too,” he said.
    “Oh great!” I said.

    He kissed my cheek and I cuddled into him as our breathing and hearts slowed. I fell asleep with a big smile on my face.

    Yeah... this is definitely where I belong.
    Give me one firm place to stand, and I shall move the Earth...more than the 383 miles it would move anyway.

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    Awesome chapter, ITC. What a wonderful Christmas. And isn't that what it's all about, Love. Such a romantic story and I'm jealous...lol Sounds like New Years if going to be a fun time with all the friends together.

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    I, too, am jealous of their love...

    Touching and uplifting chapter, ITC . Amazing as always.

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    ITC,
    Christmas in April - and what a wonderful Christmas it was, too.

    Welcome to my family, Aaron - heartfully reinforced by Luke's parents, aunts, grandparents.

    This was a phenomenal "chapter" (or three, lol).

    Thanks, so much, for sharing it with us.


    And I know, if I'll only be true, to this glorious quest . . .

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    ITC ...

    THAT was simply, and purely, AWESOME!! !!!

    THANK YOU!!

    Keep smilin'!!
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    Quote Originally Posted by DonQuixote View Post
    Christmas in April - and what a wonderful Christmas it was, too.
    I originally intended to have this part of the story out before this last Christmas... unfortunately life got in the way and made it much harder to write this story. I wish I could have kept the timeline of the story in line with the seasons but when life gives you lemons...

    Unfortunately my lemons were rotted at the time and were in no condition to make lemonade with.

    I'm really glad you all enjoyed this chapter cause I really enjoyed writing it

    Depending on how much I enjoy writing the next chapter, it should be up by this time next week.

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    Thanks ITC, wonderful chapter, a nice family Christmas!!
    Aaron and Lucas certainly enjoyed it!
    So now to the cabin again for our little group of friends!
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    Beautiful chapter, ITC. Sounds like a wonderful Christmas. Thanks for the update!

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    Hey guys! So it's been a wonderful week. I've spent a lot of time with my friends and school is almost over!! I can't wait to start relaxing. Anyway, here's the next chapter.


    Wings of A Butterfly

    Chapter Eighteen:
    Full of Surprises


    “Aaron come here for a minute!”

    I set my laptop on the coffee table and walked from the living room into the media room where Lucas was sitting at the desk with his own laptop. I walked up behind him and wrapped my arms around his shoulders while kissing his neck. He sighed softly and moved his hands up to mine and twisted around to kiss my lips. He caught me by surprise with how urgent and passionate his kiss was which caused me to end it a little earlier than I wanted.

    “Look at this,” he said.

    I moved closer to his laptop screen to look at the site he had pulled up in his browser. He had dozens of pictures of different apartments open in tabs in his window and as I scrolled through them there was only one thing on my mind.

    “Luke, all of these are too big,” I said, “We don't need that much space.”
    “But they're all cheaper than the dorm rooms,” he said, “And we'd still have enough money for meals.”
    “Your parents are paying for our meals too?” I asked.
    “Honestly it was their idea,” he said, “They told me to find an apartment cheaper than the dorm plan and we could use the left over money for personal use.”
    “I can't let them do that for us,” I said.
    “Well you can try to talk my dad out of it Aaron, but it's like arguing with a wall.”
    “I just don't want to feel like they're spoiling me,” I said.
    “Well get used to it Aaron,” he said as he stood from the chair and put his hands on my hips, “Because I am gonna spoil you until the day I die.”
    “Luke you don't have to do that,” I said, “Besides it kinda makes me feel...”
    “What?” he asked after I paused.
    “Well when you buy me expensive things and take me out to expensive meals... it kinda feels like you're rubbing it in my face.”
    “Aaron... No,” he said, “No that's not what I'm doing. I swear.”
    “I know you wouldn't do it on purpose Luke,” I said, “But I just don't like it when you wave your money around in my face.”

    I pulled away from him and went to sit in the recliner facing the big T.V. with my arms crossed over my chest. He walked over and knelt down next to the chair I was sitting in. He pulled my hand away from me and held between his hands.

    “Aaron, did it occur to you that I want to do nice things for you?” he asked.
    “No... not really,” I said.
    “I love you,” he said, “All I ask from you is to let me show you how much I love you. And if that means spending a few extra bucks then I don't care.”
    “Luke I don't know,” I said, “It's just different... You grew up this way; you're used to having money.”
    “Stop,” he said putting a finger to my lips, “I don't want this to be an issue with us Aaron, but I'm not gonna stop treating you the way you deserve to be treated. So you're just gonna have to get used to the fact that I want to spend money on you and show you exactly what you mean to me.”

    I smiled at him. I knew there was no way I would be able to convince him to stop treating me the way he wanted to. I would just have to deal with it and let my boy give me gifts and spoil me rotten. I mean, who would really complain about that? We kept looking at different apartments after that and an hour later we settled on one that we loved that was only about two blocks away from campus.

    Afterward we both went upstairs and packed up some things for the night at the cabin. We goofed around a little while doing so. Every now and then we'd exchange this look. I can't really describe it, but I knew something was on his mind. I had seen that look for a couple of days now and it was starting to worry me, but I knew he would eventually tell me when he was ready for me to know. I just smiled at him and continued packing.

    When I had finished putting all the clothes I wanted into my bag, I went back downstairs to the living room and grabbed my laptop. Before I could turn around, I felt his hands come around my waist and his body press up against my back. He kissed the back of my head softly and his scent flew up to my nose. I closed my eyes and smiled while I felt his arms with my hands and let out a soft sigh.

    “No PDA please,” Kyle said from the kitchen.

    We both jumped when we heard him. Apparently neither of us had seen him when we walked in but he had a perfect view of Lucas rubbing himself up against me. We both smiled embarrassingly at him and went back upstairs together.

    When we got to his bedroom, I plugged my laptop into it's charger and sat on the bed fiddling with the Rubik's Cube Aunt Gina gave me. I wasn't very good at it and could only get one side at a time. Unfortunately that always messed up the one side I already had. It frustrated the hell out of me but Lucas found my methods to solving the puzzle quite amusing. Every time I would get a side, then look at the side I had before and let out a grunt, Lucas would giggle softly to himself.

    After the third or fourth unsuccessful solution, I gave up and set it on the nightstand with a groan of exasperation. Lucas just sat there snickering to himself.

    “Do you have any idea how adorable you are?” he asked.
    “Buzz off meathead,” I said standing up from the bed.
    “Ooh someone's got a sharp tongue tonight,” he said.
    “You wanna see a sharp tongue?” I asked sarcastically.
    “Bring it on,” he said with a grin.

    I jumped onto the bed and straddled his chest, pinning his arms to his side with my hands. As he struggled beneath me, I leaned forward and licked the side of his face. He started laughing as I smiled down on him and he stuck his tongue out at me. I leaned forward again but this time, I kissed his cheek softly and moved my right hand to the side of his face. He stopped struggling and a big smile stretched across his face.

    “I love you so much,” he said.
    “I love you more,” I whispered.
    “Promise we'll always be like this,” he said.
    “Like what?” I asked as I sat up.
    He placed his hands on my thighs and said, “Like best friends, only better.”
    “I promise,” I said with a grin.

    He looked over at the clock and I followed his gaze. It was after 11:30 already and we had to be up at 6:00 in the morning. With a sigh he locked his hazel eyes onto mine and gave a weak smile.

    “We should probably wash up and get some sleep,” he said.
    “Yeah I think you're right,” I said.

    I got off of him and took his hand to lift him up off the bed. Hand in hand, we walked down the hallway to the bathroom for a quick shower together. He held onto me the entire time as he washed both of us. His hands explored my entire body and he smiled when his hands rubbed my cock with soap. I leaned forward and kissed his smile. His lips encased mine as we let the water run over our heads and wash the suds away.

    When we were both thoroughly clean and Lucas was satisfied with his explorations, he turned off the water and pulled some towels off the rack for us. I was drying my torso when he wrapped his towel around my neck and pulled me forward to push his lips against mine. When he pulled away he tossed my hair with his hand and smiled at me.

    It was just after midnight when we finally climbed into bed together. I pushed myself up against his side and he wrapped his arm around my shoulders. He rested his cheek against my hair and kissed the top of my head lightly. I quickly fell asleep in his arms.

    * * *

    Lucas was standing in front of me. I didn't know where we were, but we were high up. I could overlook the entire town from our vantage point. I had my side to the ledge and I faced him trying not to look down. I reached out to grab his hand, but he moved away. I fell forward and hit the ground. I looked back up to look him in the eyes and ask him why he left me.

    But he wasn't there. I stood back up and looked around for him. It was as if he disappeared completely, but his presence still surrounded me. I called out for him, but no response came. It was dark and I was alone, even though I didn't feel alone. I didn't know why Lucas left, but he was gone. I sat down against the wall and cried softly.

    I felt his hand on my shoulder and my eyes opened up.

    “Hey we're almost there,” he said, “You awake.”

    I looked around as I was coming out of my dream. My brain took a second to make the transition from the dream to this reality. There was a tear falling from my right eye, but Lucas couldn't see it because I was faced away from him. I wiped it away and turned myself over and put the seat back in the upright position. Other cars were going past us on the highway. Lucas was pulled over on the side of the road at a rest stop.

    “Where are we?” I asked.
    “About 20 minutes away, but I really have to piss,” he said, “I didn't want to wake you but I didn't want to freak you out if you woke up and I was gone.”
    How ironic.
    “Okay,” I said, “Go ahead, I'll wait here.”
    “Be right back,” he said as he kissed my cheek.

    He was out of the car and running to the bathroom at lightning speed. When he was our of sight, I let the lingering sadness from my dream wash over me and I cried a little while waiting for him to come back. It was at that moment I realized how much I really needed Lucas; how much I loved him. I wiped up my tears and seconds later he was walking out of the bathroom and back towards the car. He got in and pulled back onto the highway.

    “You can go back to sleep,” he said.
    “No I'm awake,” I said, “I'm good.”
    “Okay,” he said, “Music?”
    “Yeah sure,” I said pulling out my CD case.

    I pulled out the CD Lucas made for me and popped it into the player. The first song, which didn't surprise me, was Wings of a Butterfly by H.I.M. I smiled at Lucas when the song started and he blushed a little.

    “You would make this song the first track,” I said.
    “Well of course,” he said as he turned slightly serious, “It's the song that brought you back to me.”

    I put my hand on his which was placed on the gearshift. I was smiling at him the rest of the way as the CD shuffled through several songs that Lucas and I listened to together. We were listening to Emergency by Paramore when we pulled up the dirt road that lead to Travis' cabin. It was about lunch time and I could feel my stomach grumbling.

    “I hope Kelsey isn't making lunch again,” I said.
    “She and Travis broke up,” he said.
    “What?” I asked, “When?”
    “Just after Christmas,” he said, “Remember he graduated this semester. He's moving to Vegas. He got a job as part of surveillance at the MGM hotel and she didn't think they could work out a long distance relationship.”
    “Oh wow,” I said, “Why didn't you tell me?”
    “I thought you knew,” he said, “I thought Travis would have told you.”
    “No he didn't,” I said, “He told you?”
    “No, Cherilyn did,” he said.
    “Oh of course,” I said.
    “Sorry,” he said, “I really thought you knew.”
    “Is he okay?” I asked.
    “He's tough,” he said, “He'll get through it.”

    We had parked by now and were sitting in the car. The engine was running but the radio was off. There was a little bit of silence between us, but it wasn't awkward. We just sat there enjoying the view of the lake and the light snow around us. With a satisfied sigh, Lucas finally opened his door and stepped out into the crisp air. It wasn't as cold as it had been all week, but it was still pants and thick jacket weather. I pulled my coat on and stepped out of the car as well.

    He grabbed my hand when I met him at the front of the car and we walked together up to the front door. He knocked three times in a vertical line. That was the first time I noticed that he had picked up my signature knock. His was a little rougher and not as fast as mine. He had made it a mixture between both of ours. It was as if he were telling people “We're both here.”

    Cherilyn opened the door and greeted us both with a big hug. I saw Carly and Mike standing behind her smiling.

    “We have a big surprise for you Aaron,” Carly said.
    “What is it?” I asked.
    “Come inside,” she said grabbing my hand.

    She pushed me through the house to the entertainment room. Her hand wrapped around the doorknob and pushed it open.

    “Carly,” I said, “What's going...”
    “Hey Aaron,” a voice said cutting me off.

    I spun around to see who the voice had come from. I looked right into the dark brown eyed, short dark haired face of Henry.

    “Oh my God,” I said stunned.

    I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him close to me. I started crying on his shoulder and he started crying too.

    “I missed you,” I said.
    “I missed you too buddy,” he said.
    “What are you doing here?” I asked as I pulled away from him and wiped my eyes.
    “I got home the other day,” he said, “Carly and Mike welcomed me home but when I asked where you were they said you were spending Christmas with Lucas.”
    “Yeah,” I said with a sigh.
    “I'm sorry Aaron,” he said, “I fucked up big time.”
    “What do you mean?” I asked.
    “Everything I did... it really messed everything up. I couldn't even be there for Christmas. You depended on me and I failed you.”
    “Don't say that,” I said, “Henry it's not your fault.”
    “But it is,” he said, “And I'm sorry for the things I said.”
    “No,” I said, “That wasn't you. I know that wasn't you.”
    “It was part of me,” he said.
    “I don't care,” I said hugging him again, “I'm just glad you're back.”
    “It's good to be back,” he said.

    Lucas walked into the room when we separated from the hug. I re-introduced the two of them and they shook hands. The change in Henry from when I last saw him was incredible. He wasn't the same person anymore. He wasn't even the guy I knew before he started using. He had gone back to being the guy I met in high school. He was happy, and he was carefree. And so was I.

    When I met Henry, I was a skinny kid. I was weak, defenseless, and always being picked on by a group of kids. I wasn't bullied or anything, but I was an outcast from them. They thought of themselves as the popular kind, but everyone thought they were just douchebags. Henry was part of that group. I met him in my Freshman English class while we were working on an assignment in the School Library. One of his friends took my notes out of my hands and tried to antagonize me. But before I could even respond, Henry was already pushing the fat lug over and retrieving my papers for me.

    After that, I had a whole new respect for him. He dropped his friends and joined Carly and I in our crusade through high school. I had never really thought about it, but Carly was right. I never actually looked at anyone during high school. I had tried so hard to fly under the radar and look plain and average, that I suppressed everything I actually wanted. I wanted so badly to be mundane and normal, that I started to believe there was nothing different about me.

    And Lucas was right too. Back when we were writing our papers for Psychology, when he wrote about my need to push people away because of my mother. He was right. I was systematically pushing everyone in my life away from me to prove that I was able to do things on my own. But ever since Lucas helped me tear down that wall, I had changed back to the kid I was before high school.

    In summary, both Henry and I were back to who we were when we met. The one major difference now was that I had freed myself from the fear of being noticed. If Henry knew about Lucas and I, he didn't show it. We had left the entertainment room and Henry, Carly, Mike, and I were all sitting around talking about nothing in particular. Henry excused himself for a moment and walked out the back door. I followed him a minute later.

    “Hey,” I said, “Is everything okay?”
    “I was gonna ask you the same thing,” he said with a chuckle.
    “Well we always could read each others' minds,” I said.
    “Not anymore,” he said softly.
    “What do you mean?” I asked.
    “Are you gonna tell me or do I have to ask?” he asked.
    “You lost me bud,” I said.
    “About Lucas,” he said.
    “Oh... right,” I said, “Do you know?”
    “Carly told me all about it,” he said, “Why didn't you tell me before?”
    “I didn't know before Henry,” I said, “I was hiding it from everyone, even myself.”
    “I don't understand,” he said.
    “I don't really understand it either,” I said.
    “Well Carly's been bragging about it since she found out,” he said, “She said she knew from the moment she met you.”
    “What do you think about it?” I asked. The question stung my throat a little as it came out.
    “I'm okay with it,” he said with a smile, “I never thought you would be but now that you are, it's okay.”
    “Are you?” I asked.
    “Am I what?”
    I widened my eyes at him.
    “Oh... oh no I'm not,” he said, “But if I was I'd totally do you.”

    We both started laughing like crazy; like old times. While we were in hysterics, Lucas came walking through the door.

    “Hey I made us a couple sandwiches for lunch,” he said.
    “Thanks Luke,” I said, “We'll be right in.”

    I leaned forward and gave him a kiss on the cheek. Henry shied away from our PDA and gave a little awkward cough. When Lucas went back inside, I turned back toward Henry and looked at him with a smile. He smiled awkwardly and looked away.

    “It's gonna take some time to get used to that,” he said.
    “Don't worry Henry,” I said, “It'll get easier to see.”
    “Good,” he said, “Now let's go inside I'm starving.”

    * * *

    POP!

    Lucas had the champagne bottle in his hand as the cork flew across the room and hit Cherilyn in the back of the head.

    “Bullseye!” he yelled laughing.
    “Fuckin a-hole,” she said.
    “Whoa droppin' an F-bomb, look out below!” Lucas said.

    As he made a falling whistle, he poured the champagne into several glasses on the counter. It was ten minutes to midnight and we were watching the TV waiting for the ball to drop. Lucas had packed a bunch of noisemakers and everyone had one in their hand as they grabbed a glass. I had some of those little things that made a loud popping noise when you pulled the string and a bunch of streamers came flying out like fireworks that I was saving to use on Carly once all the noise settled down.

    By the time everyone had what they wanted, it was five minutes till. We were standing around the front room, Lucas and I standing together behind the couch with our arms linked. I was staring at the TV screen waiting impatiently. This was the first time I had celebrated the new year with more than one person. But what I was really excited for was my midnight kiss with Lucas. We were going to enter the new year with the most romantic kiss in the room.

    Two minutes. My heart started racing in my chest. Lucas must have sensed my anxiety and pulled me closer to him. I lost myself in his scent.

    Thirty seconds. I was losing my mind with excitement. I stared at Lucas with a big smile on my face. The Ball slowly started descending as the crowd on TV started counting down.

    10...
    9...
    8...
    7...
    6...

    We joined in.

    “Five!” Carly shouted.
    “Four!” came from Henry.
    “Three!” Cherilyn squealed.
    “Two!” Mike yelled.
    “One!” we all said in unison.

    And without warning, Mike grabbed Carly's hand and bent down on one knee. We all froze when the crowd shouted “Happy New Year!” and Mike pulled out a case and opened it to reveal his engagement ring. The room was silent.

    “Carly,” he said, “As of this moment we've been together for five years. In those five years you've shown me how annoying and demanding you can really be. You clawed your way into my heart and you refused to leave. And even though you nag me to no end and your irritating habits made me want to rip off my arm just to have something to throw at you, I wouldn't want to spend another second without you because I love you too much to be annoyed by you anymore. You have made me so happy in the past five years and I would rather die that spend one second without you in my life. Will you marry me?”

    Suddenly he became aware of all of us staring at him. But he didn't back down. She was staring at him in shock; we all were. It seemed like an eternity before she found her voice again. She dropped to her knees with tears in her eyes and pulled him into her body and kissed him with all the strength and passion in her body. And to think, I thought Lucas and I would be the romantic ones that night. When the kiss finally broke they were both smiling widely.

    “Is that a yes?” he asked.
    “That's a hell yes!” she squealed.

    Mike gently pushed the ring onto her finger. I was crying now too. I was so happy for the two of them, I couldn't help it. I felt Lucas squeeze my hand and I looked over at him. He was smiling with tears in his eyes as well. Henry walked over to Mike and gave him a pat on the back and gave Carly a hug. With our hands held tightly together, Lucas and I went over and I hugged Carly as well. She squealed with delight and hugged me tightly.

    “Please don't kill each other,” I said with a grin on my face.
    She kissed my cheek and said, “I promise.”

    When I let go of her, she immediately went back to Mike and they kissed passionately again. We all kind of diverted our attention when I saw Travis chugging his glass of champagne. Whether it was his first glass or his third, I couldn't tell.

    * * *

    The excitement died down a little as Lucas and I downed our fourth glass of champagne. Travis had gone to bed a while ago. It was about 2:00 in the morning and Lucas and I were dancing to some slow music. I couldn't tell you what it was, I was too buzzed to actually hear it. The only thing my mind was on was the feeling of his body pressed against mine. I had my arms wrapped around his back and my face resting on his shoulder. He held me close to him as we danced, well more stumbled around than danced.

    I have no idea when we finally made it upstairs, but we didn't even change out of our clothes. We both collapsed onto the bed in each others' arms and fell asleep that way. The only thing I was sure of before falling asleep was that I was smiling. I hadn't stopped smiling all day. And nothing feels better than to fall asleep in the arms of the person you love.

    * * *

    Waking up was another story. The moment my eyes popped open my head was slamming and pulsing with a pain unlike anything I've ever felt. I let out a loud groan of pain while I sat up and looked over at Lucas. His hand was pressed against his forehead and he was groaning as well.

    “No talking please,” he whispered.
    “Why?” I whispered.
    “Do you not see the diesel truck sitting on my head?” he whispered.
    I chuckled lightly and whispered, “Do you want some coffee?”
    “Please,” he groaned.

    I got up and walked out the door and downstairs. There was already a big pot of coffee brewing but when I walked into the kitchen, Cherilyn was just turning on the blender. The sound was like a hammer slamming on the giant church bell that was my headache. I groaned loudly and threw my arms over my ears. She shut off the blender and giggled at me.

    “Sorry,” she said clearly finding amusement out of my pain. She handed me a glass full of something pink and said, “Drink this, you'll feel better.”
    “What's in it?” I asked.
    “You don't wanna know!” she said with a smile, “Drink up!”

    I nearly vomited the first time it touched my tongue but held it down and eventually drank the whole glass. She was right, it did make my head stop hurting significantly. I thanked her while grabbing two mugs of coffee and a glass of that disgusting hangover shit for Lucas. Carly passed me in the hallway with a groan of pain and I stopped her with my elbow.

    “Might wanna get your earplugs if you're going down there,” I said, “Unless you want to know real hangover pain.”
    “Thanks for the warning,” she said.

    I walked back into our room and saw that Lucas was sitting on the edge of the bed with his head in his hands. He looked up when I opened the door and smiled weakly.

    “Is that Lynn's hangover cure?” he asked.
    “Yup,” I said.
    “Give!” he said anxiously.

    Despite it's disgusting taste, he downed the whole thing in four gulps. With a satisfied “Ahh,” he reached for the coffee mug I held in my hand. I gave it to his greedy hands and sat next to him. We both sipped at our coffee for a while enjoying the silence and the occasional groan from downstairs as Cherilyn prepared another glass of her miracle slop. I didn't even realize that Lucas' hand was around my waist until he spoke.

    “Did you have fun last night?” he asked.
    “Tons,” I said with a smile, “All thanks to you.”
    “No, thanks to Travis,” he said.
    “Speaking of... I'm kinda worried about him,” I said.
    “Why?” he asked.
    “He didn't seem to really want to be here last night. He was really closed off,” I said.
    “He's probably just trying to deal with the breakup,” he said, “Don't worry about him. He'll be fine.”
    “I hope you're right,” I said.

    His arm came around my waist.

    “So you haven't said anything about Henry,” he said, “How is everything?”
    “Good,” I said, “It's just like old times actually.”
    “And how is he about...”
    “What?”
    “Us...”
    “Oh,” I said, “He's kinda uncomfortable with it but he said he's gonna try to be okay with it.”
    “That's good,” he said, “You know what that means right?”
    “No...”
    “It means,” he said as he leaned in to kiss my neck softly, “That there is no one who disapproves of us.”
    “Oh you're right,” I said grinning at him.
    “I love you so much Aaron,” he said.
    I got up and stood in front of him, “I love you so much more Lucas. Don't ever doubt that.”
    “I won't as long as you don't,” he said.
    “I never will. I couldn't imagine my life without you.”

    I really couldn't...
    Give me one firm place to stand, and I shall move the Earth...more than the 383 miles it would move anyway.

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    ITC,
    It was a great New Year's Party.

    It's great to see Henry back to his Old Old Self.

    I'm glad someone has a miracle cure for a mother of all hangovers.
    There have been a few times I could have used one.

    Thanks for sticking with us and sharing your wonderful talents and imagination with us.


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    Hey ITC,
    I haven't had as exciting a New Years as that for a long time. I like that Henry has reappeared and I'm sure he will be OK with Lucas and Aaron. However, I am a bit worried about Aaron and his dreams. There still seems to be a little apprehension and anxiety hidden within his psyche. Of course the many things he has gone through in the past have obviously taken their toll. Great chapter!

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    ITC, great chapter. I love that Henry's back. I think he'll come round to accepting Lucas, and I doubt it'll take long.

    My New Years' was similar. Except I woke up on the floor instead of in a bed. But I did have a New Years kiss with a fit guy, so 's all good.
    You depend on our protection yet you feed us lies from the tablecloth!

    I know you'll find your own way when I'm not with you tonight.

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    Wonderful chapter, ITC. And I too am thrilled that Henry is back. Also thrilled about Carly's engagement. They are basically the only "family" Aaron has, so it's great that everything is going well.

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    Hey guys, so my laptop's video card died last night and my laptop is no longer usable. Stupid me did NOT back up what I had written of the next chapter so far so now I have to start all over again. Sorry for the delay =/

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    Quote Originally Posted by inthecloset View Post
    Hey guys, so my laptop's video card died last night and my laptop is no longer usable. Stupid me did NOT back up what I had written of the next chapter so far so now I have to start all over again. Sorry for the delay =/

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    I know you'll find your own way when I'm not with you tonight.

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    Ouch! Good luck with that ITC.

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    Great story! Keep it up.

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    Sorry to hear that, ITC. Any chance you can pop the HDD out and plug it into the PC you're using just long enough to get what you need?

    Just a thought.
    May not be compatible, though.

    Good luck.


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    Nah DQ, the laptop Drive won't work with the desktop I'm using and you need a specific piece of equipment to convert it. Very sad that I lost so much stuff though
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    How about a repair shop moving it to a memory stick for you?

    Are you getting the laptop fixed? If not, hold onto the drive from it - you might be able to have them move things over to whatever you use in replacement for a not unreasonable fee.


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