The Mirror and Nothing More
Chapter 12
The End
Hey all, it's Alex here. I want to thank everyone for hanging with the story of my life so far. I think the author deserves a big round of applause. I won't say he's done the best job of presenting the facts, but he's done a pretty damn good job. Don't you think? Sorry if this one is pretty short, but I had to type up the outline pretty fast and send it over to Chuck B.
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Warning: This story doesn't contain any sex. It's the story of gay teens. None of the characters are based on real people nor are they meant to resemble any living or dead people.
Let me know what you think of the story by emailing me at Hnstskr4@aol.com
I want to thank everyone who has emailed. I also want to thank those who have read the story. It means a lot hearing from you. Please continue reading! There is a lot more to come. I own all rights to this story.
Chuck B.
I've got such a great response to the story and would love to hear from everyone who reads it.
Copyright 2010
Author's Note:
Sadly, I am making this the end of the line for this story. I'm going to try to do the different plots in the story justice. However, don't expect me to have every little detail perfect. I haven't worked on this story since September. This doesn't mean that the story is totally dead. It just means that, for now, Alex and the crew are done with The Mirror.
Chapter 12
The Ending
Alex's POV
Wow... where does 4 1/2 years go? I can't believe it's almost five years since Doug left high school behind. Can't say that I miss any of the drama. Lord knows there was a lot of drama. I mean with Pete, we've all had more than our fair share of what could have been a good movie or television show. Where is Pete now? Honestly, I have no idea. The last time any of us saw Pete was right after Grant got kicked out of his home. It's rumored that his mom sent him to a mental hospital to finally get some really needed help.
In case you're wondering, Grant moved in us and it's been an awesome ride. Though I think sometimes, it was bit much on my parents. They never once complained about having Grant around. I did hear my mom complain once that we were a bit loud.
Grant and Jeff finally graduated from high school and have somehow managed to stay together as boyfriends. They have gone to Utah to go to school. I have no clue why they would want to go there, but Grant insisted that Jeff should see the mountains, so off they went. Grant is majoring in General Dance. Jeff is majoring in Computer science. Oh yeah, they are actually attending Weber State.
It was strange leaving everyone behind when we moved off to college. College was pretty scary at first. Sure Doug was kind of used to moving around a bit, but not me. I had never really been away from home before. Packing up my life and moving away was kind of scary. Even worse, our plans of living together off campus didn't happen. We decided to live in the dorms and settle for whoever ended up as our room-mates. The greatest thing about college, though, was studying with Doug. When we were not in class, in labs, or stuck in the library, Doug and I were inseparable. It didn't take our room-mates very long to figure out what was up. Funny how in college no one seemed to care about our sexuality. Sure, there were some issues, but for the most part, life was good. Yeah, it wasn't a cake walk or anything, but with Doug to boost me up, I could do anything.
Anything is exactly what I did too, but our lives in college aren't the real story here. Graduation was awesome. My parents planned a HUGE open house for us. They flew Jeff and Grant in from Utah. Mom had pieced together a memory book for each of us. Some of the pictures were duplicates, but you could tell that she really put some time into it. As I was flipping through my book, I came across some blank pages. One was marked "My Son's Engagement". I looked over at Doug and smiled. He didn't seem to notice my smile. Even if he did see my smile, he wouldn't know why I was smiling. Another page was entitled "The Wedding Day". Again, I smiled. I had always known that my parents were accepting of us. Somehow, seeing that made me want to cry. Finally, the last page said simply "Grandkids!" I don't know about Doug, but at this point I wanted to run. We got so much money and so many presents. The best present that I could have received came in the form of the keys to our apartment. Doug and our parents saw to the paperwork, security deposit, and furnishing it. Our first night in our apartment, we set the bed to good use. Believe me, that bed saw some fairly heavy use that night. Still I couldn't get those pages in my memory book out of my head.
That next week, Doug decided that we needed to take a trip. We drove down to this place somewhere in the middle of Illinois. It's a place where a ton of Mormons once lived back in the 1830's to the mid 1840's. They have restored a butt load of the homes and put in some really nice old fashioned gardens. The trip was perfect, although we got a lot of weird stares from people. After spending all day traveling around the different locations, Doug drove us out to this overlook area. I got out of the car and started to snap some pictures of the Mississippi river. I didn't think that Doug was going to get out of the car. He was acting a tad bit strange, but I figured he was tired. I turned back to the car, and Doug was just now getting out of the car. He came out and knelt down directly in front of me. Reaching into his pocket he pulled out a black box and opened it up. Doug lifted a ring out of the box and placed it on my hand. Pretty brave of him considering, he still hadn't formally asked me any questions.
"Alexander, will you be my life partner?"
I wasn't sure that this was happening. There was no warning. I knew that he loved me. I've even dreamed of him asking me, but it just never happened. Although Doug had a romantic side to him, this whole mini-vacation was a set up. Doug told me to get into the car, so I did, thinking we must be on our way to a hotel or motel in order to celebrate. Nope, he took me home.
He drove the car straight to my parents' house. Everyone who had ever meant anything to us was in attendance. It didn't matter to me that we couldn't actually be married. What mattered to me is that he took the time to plan this out ahead of time. What surprised me even more was the fact that my parents opened up their home for us. It wasn't a total shock, but it made me feel like a million bucks. Everything, and I mean everything, was perfect. That night I ended up with Doug in bed with me in our apartment.
We've shared a bed quite a few times in the past, but tonight we shared it as life partners. We no longer called ourselves boyfriends. He was my partner. Doug has ensured me that he'll never stray and I told him he had better not. What matters to me right now, is that my man is right here, right now. I'm resting my head upon his chest. His skin is warm and I can hear each gentle beat of his heart. I have to be the luckiest man in all the world. Now... if you'll excuse me, Doug has been promising me a night of love unlike anything that I've had before.
I have a feeling that we're sleeping in tomorrow...