Date: Sat, 17 Jan 2004 23:41:45 +0530
From: Kam <kamguy@alexandria.cc>
Subject The Boy 10

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Ok, second to last chapter. I'm so sad that it's all coming to an end. But
don't worry if all goes well you might see another of my work soon on nifty
in a couple of weeks. So without further ado. Here is Chapter 10

Chapter 10

There I was sitting with my love, sharing a pizza. And bang! Next thing I
know his deceased boyfriend walks into his life, and suddenly also
mine. How is ANYONE supposed to handle that? After the eternal staring,
both of them got up and walked towards each other.

"Marc? You...I...you're alive?"  "Of course I am, but how'd you...?"

Marc suddenly stopped and turned his gaze towards me. I didn't see what my
face looked like at that time, but I know it must've looked like I'd seen a
ghost, then again I wasn't sure if I really wasn't seeing one. He looked
back at Michael as if he just realized something.

"Mike, I'd like you to meet Ian. He's...umm my..."  "I think I know who he
is of yours. Marc can I talk with you...alone."

Marc looked at me and I nodded my head to tell him that it was okay. He
told Michael that he'd be back and took me home. None of us had anything to
say, but we both had a lot on our minds, and him more than me, I'm sure. He
left me at my house and before he left he tried to kiss me goodnight, but I
don't know what went through my mind but I just went inside not even
looking at him. My mom asked me how the movie was; I faked a smile and told
her it was great.

I went upstairs and lied down on my bed. I couldn't believe what had just
happened. My life's moving at the speed of the lifecycle of a
dragonfly. One day, I'm alone and desperate, next day I'm crushed by the
guy next door, next we fall in love and here I am, one day before he leaves
me for someone else. I could see it happening, he'll come over and tell me
that it wasn't meant to be. It was all a misunderstanding; I mean his
boyfriend is back, with vengeance. Mature, cuter and living. All I can do
is save both of us the embarrassment and just tell him to move on. I got my
notepad out and wrote:

Dear Marc,

I know this has all been quite weird, really weird. I don't think there's
anything you can do to change this. Your love is back, and I know what
you're going through. I understand that you have to go back, he needs you
and you need him. And I'm happy for you, I really am. What we had was,
special, something that I'd never be able to replace.

Two years, Marc, that's the time you spend with him, that's something you
need to go back to and I understand that you do. The short time that we did
spend together is something I'll always cherish. But it was never meant to
be and I realize that.

Yours truly, Ian.

I finished the letter sealed it up and went next door. Marc wasn't back yet
so I just slipped the letter in and went back home. I tried to go to sleep
but it wouldn't help. I heard Marc's car pull up in his driveway, and saw
Michael and him step out and walk into the house. Before he went in he
quickly looked over in my direction but I quickly closed the blinds before
he could see me. I don't understand why but right after that I quickly fell
asleep.

I woke up the next morning not knowing what to expect. I did my morning
routine and got ready for school. I started walking out the door when my
mom asked me where I was going. She looked surprised after my reply and
reminded me that it was a Saturday, I hadn't noticed it but it really was
Saturday. Great I thought, just stay at home and wait for the inevitable. I
went upstairs and stood near the window to see something, anything
really. I had never felt so helpless in my life.

It finally happened, Marc stepped out and Michael followed him. They both
hugged and got in the car and drove away. I noticed that Marc still had my
letter in his hands. I didn't know what to expect. Where did they go? Did
he or did he not read the letter? And how the hell did Michael come back
and from where? I couldn't see an end to my own questions.

It seemed like an hour before Marc was home, alone. He seemed a
little...relieved. He looked at my letter sighed and then looked over at
me. This time I didn't try to avoid him, he looked at me pensively and
signaled me to come over. He looked at the letter again, and went
inside. There it was, time for the cold hard truth. I tried to take as much
time as I could.

I wanted to die right then and there before hearing him say goodbye. It
took me almost 5 minutes just to walk out the door. I stood in front of
Marc's door but before I could knock or ring the door opened and Marc
ushered me in. I couldn't find anything to say so I decided to let him
speak. We both headed for the couch and sat down; we looked at each other
waiting for the other to start.

"First things first, Ian. I know you want to know about Michael's sudden
appearance?" I was curious of course but at that moment I just wanted a yes
or a no.

"Umm I...I do."

"After that night when his father walked in on us his dad gave everything
some serious thought. Being the homophobic bastard that he was, he thought
that Michael was just confused and sending him away would change
everything. But even after sending him away Michael never did forget me nor
did he stop fighting his dad for me. His dad couldn't take it anymore and
so he thought of the perfect solution. He told me Mike was dead, blaming
me, he figured would make me leave, which it eventually did. He then told
Michael that I was dead, but that backfired on him. Michael started hating
him and never talked to him for the next 4 years and finally moved out 8
months ago. He got a job and made a living on his own. He had to be in town
to meet someone last night at the pizza place, the guy never showed up...we
did." There was that silence again. I just had to break that silence.

"So when are you two getting together?"
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Just one more chapter to go. Aww, I'm on the verge of tears here. Well, I
hope this has been a fun ride for you, it has for me. This is the last
cliffhanger that you'll have to face *sigh* but anyways I hope you guys are
as excited for the final chapter as I am (and to think I'm the author)

I've started work on a new story called "Enough" and I've literally just
finished the 5th Chapter. Hopefully, if I continue the story you might see
it soon on nifty. Also, there is an essay titled "HIM" that might go up in
the No Sex section somewhere around the start of next week.

I realise there are some who are just waiting for the last chapter before
they send any sort of feedback, well your decision. And yeah, one last
thing......Stay tuned 'cause the final episode is just around the corner.

Kam.............. kamguy@alexandria.cc