Author's Note: Sorry for some of the confusion I got about this chapter! I went back and corrected hopefully all mistakes! Thanks for your time and patience! As always, e-mails are gladly accepted and I try to reply to all! Happy reading!
Love's Last Kiss- Chapter 2
And suddenly, there he was. An Adonis God walking down the hallway towards me. Life at the moment was so great.
" Hey Brad. What's up man? Ready to go?" He asked.
" You bet." I said. Was it just my imagination or was he checking me out as I was him? A tiny spark of hope lit within me. Then it died. Great guys like him weren't gay, I thought. It just never happened. We caught up with Emily as she was kissing some guy at the end of the hallway. She saw us standing there waiting and pulled away giggling.
"What?" She asked honestly.
"Slut!" Lucas joked. We all laughed. We all left. Lucas I quickly found out, had a pretty cool house. First, we went into the kitchen and grabbed some drinks and a big bag of chips. Then he lead us into his basement where he had two couches, a tv, stereo, and a pool table. It was awesome! We sat around and talked for about thirty minutes. I couldn't tear my eyes away from Lucas' gorgeous face or his mouth. I watched him when he would lick his lips and the way his tongue glided across the top wetting it lightly. I felt myself growing hard and had to shift positions!
"Anybody up for pool?" Lucas asked.
" I would Lucas, but I gotta be going now. I have this huge Chemistry test tomorrow." Emily said. She hugged Lucas bye. And surprisingly, she hugged me too. I returned the hug warmly, thanking her for her kindness. She smiled and with a wave left.
" So you up for some pool?" Lucas grinned at me.
" I would. But I'm not very good. Actually, I suck." I stated.
" No problem. I can teach you some tricks." He got up and we walked over to the table. Soon we had a little game underway. Of course, he was sinking a lot more balls than I. I think he must have felt bad for me, but what he did next caused me to blush and harden severely.
" Here, let me show you." He said. He came up behind me and put his arms on either side of me and his hands were over mine on the pool stick. I couldn't breathe. I could feel his hot breath on my neck and his body against mine. It was a nice warm feeling. His touch was light and gentle.He pulled the stick back and hit the ball. We practiced a few times before I began to get the hang of it better.
" Got it?" He asked turning his face towards mine so that our lips were only inches apart.
" Lu..Lucas?" I stuttered. Then I couldn't help myself. I leaned my face down and kissed him. I could feel his hardness pressing into me from behind and I moaned. His lips making contact with mine sent electric sparks coursing through my body. He tasted of vanilla and I didn't want it to end. Unfortunately, he seemed to pull out of his trance-like state and he backed away quickly.
" Oh no. I am so sorry Brad. I...I got carried away. Oh man, I am so sorry." He said. He turned away from me. I walked over to him.
" It's okay Lucas." I said.
" No it's not! It's not normal! Don't you understand? Why did you do that?!" He hung his head down.
" Lucas-" I spoke.
" Get out! Just go! Leave me alone to wallow in my self-pity!" Lucas yelled. Feeling more hurt and dejected than I had ever felt in my life, I left. I walked home and didn't say a word to anyone. They were eating dinner but I just walked right past them. My sister raised her eyebrows curiously, but said nothing.
" Brad, honey. Are you okay? Dinner's ready." My mom tried to talk to me.
" Thanks mom, I'm not hungry. I think I'll just go to bed." I mumbled and dragged myself up to my room. I lay down on my bed and kicked off my shoes. Who was I kidding? He wasn't gay and he didn't like me. Depressed and lonely now more than ever, I crawled under the covers and wept. I had never cried so hard in my life. And it wasn't just for Lucas. It was for all the times I ever held it in. The times especially when I wished I had a dad and didn't. It all came crashing down. I thought I heard my mom open the door once and check on me, but I was almost asleep by that time. I hated keeping things from her. I couldn't begin to count the times I almost told her about me but didn't. Something held me back. I sighed and began to drift. I dreamed that Lucas had come back and he was in my room. He was lying next to me and holding me tight. I awoke and realised that's all it was- a dream. I sat up and looked at the clock. It was 2:33 am.
"I was wondering if you were gonna wake up anytime soon. I've been sitting here for
hours." A voice spoke out from the darkness. I would have screamed if a hand over my mouth hadn't stopped me. The lamp was switched on and I saw the face of my intruder-Lucas. Thoughts of what I had done earlier came rushing back to me along with the humiliation.
" Lucas, I..I'm so sor-" I began.
" Shh...I understand. I was an asshole for saying those things to you. Especially since I am gay too." I looked at him and saw he was telling the truth. I didn't know what to say.
" I don't know what to say." I spoke my thoughts out loud.
" You don't have to say anything." Lucas said. " Just listen."
" Ok." I said.
We settled back onto my bed, our backs up against the wall. It was just like we were old friends and I felt comfortable in Lucas' presence. I saw him take a deep breath and let it out slowly. I stared off into the darkness of the room waiting on him to begin.
" When I was 12, I started seeing guys differently. I know longer saw them as just friends in other words. My best friend at the time was gay and we had a long talk about it. I didn't want to be, but I couldn't go on for the rest of my life pretending to like girls. My best friend, Paul, said there was only one way to be sure. And he kissed me. I had never had a kiss feel so right. That was all I needed to be convinced of my sexuality. And after he kissed me, I kissed him back. We kept this up for a few minutes until my dad walked into the room and caught us." I saw the tears slip down his cheeks and started to tell him he didn't have to finish.
" No, no let me finish." He said. I nodded.
" He just stood there. Then without a word, walked away. A few minutes later, he called me downstairs. He pulled me into his office and beat me. The whole time he was hitting me, tears were streaming down his face. I had never seen him so upset. I think he would have killed me if not for my mom coming in there and pulling him off of me. Paul
stood in the hallway wanting to help but I told him to just leave. I was humiliated enough as it is. My dad got into his car and pulled out of the driveway angrily. My mom just held me close and said that it was okay. She still loved me. A couple of hours later we got a call saying my dad had been killed in a car wreck. He died hating me Brad. His own son. I didn't even get to tell him I still loved him. It's all my fault." Lucas now sobbed uncontrollably. I sat there, too shocked to move. I couldn't believe it. It didn't seem right for someone so beautiful to go through so much pain. I had to be strong for Lucas. I held him close to me, letting him sob onto my shoulder, feeling his heartbeat next to mine. I felt so bad for him yet, I knew that in some twisted, weird way, this would bring us closer together. ----------------------------------------------------------------
That's it everyone! I revised it and hopefully got it right this time! Sometimes my computer tends to have a mind of it's own and rearrange what I do, so I hope it is! Hope you liked it and Chapter 3 will be out soon!