Date: Thu, 23 Oct 2014 09:38:00 -0500
From: Jarrod Holiway <jdylanh9@gmail.com>
Subject: Levi Chapter 12

Levi, The Husband

This is the 12th and Final installment of the Levi Series


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	Our family was closer and more loving than ever over the next few
years as Levi completed medical school and was finishing up his residency.
Levi already received an offer of employment from my hospital that he was
going to accept. The four of us planned a group wedding for September.
Nathan and I would be wed standing next to Levi and Jason while they were
tying the knot. The man hours that went into planning not only a wedding
but a double wedding was insane. However, our bachelor party was easy as
pie. The four of us elected to spend the night before the big day together
at the club. We had our special section to ourselves - it was on the second
floor balcony looking over the street with an awesome view on a lovely
September evening not too cold and not too hot.


	It was Friday night and the night started off great. The drinks
were going down just right and we were all really enjoying each other's
company. Levi and Jason were discussing the possibilities of adopting a
child and Nathan and I were really encouraging them to do so. I couldn't
have been prouder of the way my beautiful little Levi had turned out. He
was still one of the most gorgeous guys I had ever laid eyes on. His skin
just as pale and milky smooth as it had always been and of course his
gigantic dark eyes peering out from under coal black hair.


	Friday night and the club was packed. I love this city. I have
listened to people trash talk The Lou most of my life, but it is my home. I
had entertained the notion of moving several times to get out of Missouri,
but in the end it is our home. Travelling to other places for extended
vacations was amazing, but living anywhere other than St. Louis was mostly
out of the question. That was the thought in running through my mind when I
heard an unmistakable sound. Within a few seconds I saw the faces of Nathan,
Levi, and Jason and realized they heard exactly what I heard. Then I heard
nothing. Then I felt nothing. I was unconscious.

"Hello, sleepy head." The first words I heard when I awoke.

"Who are you?" I queried.

"Dr. Teach I would think after nine years you would know my voice. It's me,
Nurse Vicky." She replied.

"Where are they? Where is my family?" I asked opening my eyes and turning
toward her.

"Dr. Teach, just rest; I will have Dr. Merck in here in just a jiff." Nurse
Vicky said typing something into my patient computer and leaving the room.

      I definitely didn't like this. I could tell already I wasn't going to
have any lifelong debilitating injuries so I just wanted to know about
everyone else. I did a quick scan and I figured I had a broken clavicle,
some broken ribs, a pnuemothorax (collapsed lung) and possibly a broken arm.
It was hard to tell if the arm was broken because it was splinted from the
clavicle injury. I laid there hating the suspense. I knew they had to be
okay. There was no reason at all to have to lose a single one of my loved
ones. I knew that they would receive great care too. One of the perks of
being a doctor is getting great care and out of our family unit of four,
fifty percent were doctors.

      Dr. Merck entered the room and was all business, like usual. I always
admired Dr. Merck. He was an extraordinary doctor and I felt, like me, he
was rather detached emotionally. He was always straight-to-business and
clear. Dr. Merck proceeded to tell me the extent of my injuries and I was
dead on minus the broken arm; the arm was fine. At the end of his diagnoses
the door opened and my heart jumped thinking it must be one of the others
but just as quickly as my heart jumped, it plummeted. Not only was it not
Nathan, Levi, or Jason it was the hospital Chaplain. I immediately teared
up. I fought my sadness with all the energy I could muster; I had to know
who made it and who didn't, so I just fought the sadness.


"Christian, I know you aren't religious but you know it is policy to keep
a Chaplain close by when news isn't good. There was a drive-by at your club
and the vehicle lost control when an officer returned fire on the driver of
the car. The car crashed into the front of your club and caught fire. The
balcony you were sitting on was directly above where the car crashed into
the building and it collapsed. The fatality total was thirteen including
Jason and Nathan. Levi is out of surgery and can expect a full recovery. He
suffered a lacerated spleen and liver, bilateral hemothorax (blood fills
lungs) and four broken ribs. You will be able to see him tomorrow. You are
looking at about a four day stay and I think Levi will be here for seven or
eight days. There is nothing I can say but 'sorry' Christian. I'm going to
leave you with the Chaplain don't hesitate to call me for anything."


"Thank you, Dr. Merck." It was the only reply I could muster.


      I excused the chaplain and wept alone. In one night half of my family
was taken from me. Nathan, my lover and partner for 8 years and longtime
friend before that; would never pierce me with his perfect cerulean eyes
again. His classically gorgeous face and wavy blond hair would never rest
on the pillow next to mine again. He would never scold or laugh at me again.
The sorrow consuming me was greater than any weight I had felt. I couldn't
get the image of his smiling face to leave me alone. Every time I closed my
eyes I could see him and nothing had ever hurt so much, nothing.


      Jason, the boy who made our family complete was gone. I could now
only think of how Levi must be feeling. I remembered back to seven years
ago when I watched Jason make love to Levi for the first time. It was
one of those perfect days I always promised Levi and now it seemed like
it was lost forever in the bottom of a sea of hate. I didn't want to wait
to see Levi. I wanted to see him now. I wanted to hold him. It was now
more than ever he needed me to be strong for him and guide him but I
myself knew not what to do. I silently cried myself to sleep thinking
of a picture that was taken of all four of us in the top of the Arch in
St. Louis. It was a perfect moment that would never be repeated. None of
our perfect moments would ever be repeated. Life is only a series of
moments and the moments awaiting me in the future can never be what I want
them to be. I am lost.


      It was 10:34 a.m. when I awoke and pushed my call button. Nurse
Vicky entered the room and I told her to take me to Levi. It was done.
I was rolled into the room and Levi was still asleep. I told the
technician to leave me. I positioned myself next to the bed and grabbed
Levi's hand. I would just hold his hand until he woke up. For the second
time in less than a decade I looked upon Levi's broken body. I was at a
complete loss for words. I was almost happy he was still asleep because
I didn't know what to say to him. I knew he already knew about the others
and I was grateful I didn't have to tell him. It was the better part of an
hour before Levi awoke.

"Christian?" Levi's barely audible whisper.

"I am here, Levi. What can I get you?"

"How about a do-over? Turn back time and let us do last night differently."
I chose to ignore his answer.

"We are going to be in here about a week, Levi."


      Before I could finish my thought I broke down in sobs again. I was
thankful he was alive but at the same time I was pissed I was alive. I would
have gladly traded places with Nathan or Jason if given the chance. I didn't
want the pain of losing them. I didn't want to ever have to see Levi hurt
again. I was destroyed. Levi and I spent the whole day together in mostly
silence and the day after that and the day after that. I was discharged and
I went home to wait for Levi to be discharged. I would have stayed in the
hospital with him but he was not only grown up now but also he was a doctor
and I wanted the time alone.


      The loft felt cold and uninviting. I walked to the bedroom and I
could smell Nathan in the air. I laid on his side of the bed, buried my
face into his pillow and cried once more. I passed out in that position
and slept for fourteen hours. When I awoke, I was still lost and I could
still smell Nathan. I didn't really have a recollection of most things
that had happened since the night of the bachelor party, but I did realize
we missed our wedding. I had many, many voicemails - I have no intentions
of returning any of those calls. However, I laid in bed and made some
calls that were unavoidable. I arranged for an assistant to move in by
the week's end. I called my attorney and told him I wanted to settle
Nathan's affairs immediately. I called the detective back that had left
his card at the hospital and set up a meeting with him. When I was done
tending to business that had to be done, I curled up on Nathan's side of
the bed and decided I would never a shed another tear. No matter how much
it hurt to think about my darling Nathan, I was done crying.


      When my new assistant showed up with Levi I was happy to have him
home. Perhaps his presence would make my empty loft feel less chilled. He
was tired upon his arrival and I took a nap with him in my and Nathan's bed.
I slept on Nathan's side and decided I would from now on always sleep where
my late loved one had slept. Levi and I awoke to knocking on the door. It
was the detective. I had forgotten our appointment.


      Detective Scott Hill was a nice enough man. He showed sympathy and
was very patient with us as he asked a series of questions. Neither of
us had seen anything suspicious and were of no use to his investigation.
When I asked the detective about possible motives he hesitated to answer.
Only 2 of the four involved had lived; they did not plan on there being
an officer so close by when they committed their heinous act of violence.
Through a jumbled response from Detective Hill, I gleaned the four thugs
in their early 20s and late teens were bored and not fans of gays. I
thought to myself, even if they were convicted and punished to the fullest
extent of the law, I would not feel justice had been served. There isn't
enough justice to equalize this injustice.


      Over the next five months Levi and I healed on the outside. The pain
and damage we had suffered in our hearts was still apparent. We had both
gone back to work at the hospital. I of course was named the beneficiary
of all of Nathan's holdings. That included the rubble that was once the most
popular gay club in the city. I started rebuilding it at once. No one and
nothing would stop gays from dancing in my city. I sank almost every dollar
of the insurance payout into it. It was to be called "Cerulean." It was a
good project. It kept my mind busy and I was happy to be building a monument
I knew was deserving of those lost.


      Levi and I had been confiding in each other a lot and both of us were
pretty lost. He was working nonstop, as was I. We both were still sleeping
in my bed. I enjoyed having the company at night. I had grown so used to
sleeping next to someone it was hard to fall asleep alone. Levi had told me
the same thing. In just a few short months "Cerulean" had its grand opening.
Homosexuals marched through the city in numbers greater than that year's Pride
Parade. It was a beautiful sight. Thousands of homosexuals had come from out of
state to pay their respects to those who had fallen victim. We made national
news coverage for a few days. The corners of my mouth lifted into the first
smile I had on my face since the explosion.


      The two arrested both plead guilty and received a life sentence for each
life lost to be served consecutively, not concurrently so they will die in
prison. Everyone seemed to look upon that as a victory. I just drank bourbon
and revisited the memory of the last time I saw Nathan; I had been living in
my memory a lot.


      Levi and I decided it was time for a vacation. I had appointed Luke
the acting manager of "Cerulean" and Levi and I went on a four month vacation.
We traveled the world. It was exactly what I needed and I know Levi was really
coming out of his sorrow too. We were healed by no means, but we found solace
and comfort in the arms of each other. We talked and talked and talked some
more. It was really nice. We had discussed how neither of us had been remotely
interested in sex or dating. We always slept in hotels with a king bed rather
than two beds. We had a symbiotic relationship. We were exactly what the other
needed. When we returned home from our vacation, I was unpacking and for the
first time in eight years I was looking at clothes in the closet that weren't
Nathan's or mine. Levi had moved all of his clothes to my closet.


      I just stood there staring into the closet. I was given Nathan and he
was stripped from me. Now I was being given Levi. I was grateful. I poured a
bourbon and lit a cigarette. I finished both in record time and I finished
unpacking and took a shower. When I got out of the shower Levi was lying in
bed with a folder. I slid under the covers next to him with a fresh bourbon.
Levi kissed me passionately and handed me the folder.


      I loved feeling his warmth on my body. I loved feeling his lips on mine.
I wrapped him up in a tight hug and I never wanted us to part. I felt great.
This was a great moment. This was the first moment I felt connected to another
person since Nathan and Jason were taken. Levi pulled back and said, "Open it."
I undid the fastener and inside the folder was an application for a marriage
license. Levi had just proposed to me. Little fucker, he knew I would want to
be the one who proposed.


      I accepted Levi's proposal and we set a date to have a ceremony at
Cerulean. We had become somewhat like local heroes around the city. The
turnout was huge. I told Levi since I was pushing 38 years old we should be
old fashioned and save it for our wedding night. Levi agreed to this idea
and even though he was only 28 years old he had lived the life of an old man.
We had the grandest wedding the city had ever seen, gay or straight.


      We decided to wait on the honeymoon since we hadn't been back from our
last vacation long. So when the reception was done we went back to the loft
and it was time to consummate the marriage. We slowly undressed each other
one article of clothing at a time. We kissed deeply and rubbed our smooth
bodies together like we were trying to start a fire. It had been over a year
since either of us had been with anyone. The beautiful pale skin of Levi was
like an aphrodisiac. I was hypnotized by him. I wanted to kiss every inch of
his silky skin and I think I may have come close. We took our time with each
other. We enjoyed each other on a level that was pure. We slept.


      We awoke and kissed. It was beautiful. Levi said, "You always told me
we were soul mates and we would always be exactly what the other person needs.
To be honest, I never really understood what you meant. I always thought soul
mates were lovers. We are lovers now but I finally understand what you meant
before we were. I would never have gotten through, I would never have made
it...I would have died at 18 if it wasn't for you. The entire part of my life
that matters to me is because you have always been what I needed you to be for
me. I never thought we would end up married. I fantasized about being with you
sexually a million times, but I guess I always knew it wouldn't happen unless
it was supposed to happen. I never really believed in fate, I don't know that I
do now - but I do believe we were always meant to be connected. Since Jason and
Nathan, I mean, there just is no way I could do anything without you. Our
relationship has evolved over the years in a way I don't think others can
understand."

"You sound so gay." I said laughing.

"Don't be a dick." Levi replied throwing himself on top of me.

"I understand exactly what you mean. The only way I could ever move on was
with you. You are the link between my past life and a new life." I said without
a smile.

"A long time ago you promised me a story that you have still never told me.
You never told me about what happened to you when you were a teenager." Levi
said changing the subject. He knew I didn't like to talk about Nathan and Jason
much. I will, but I don't like to.

"That, my dear husband, is a different story for a different day." I replied.

Please join me for Christian Teach's High School Destruction. It is the story of
what happened to Christian 10 years before meeting Levi, that made him such an
insufferable ass until Levi came along. It is in the High School Category. I
hope you enjoyed the Levi Series, and I hope you give this new story a try.

http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/christians-high-school-destruction



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