Date: Thu, 19 Jun 2014 19:23:29 +0000
From: Ree <reelevaux@gmail.com>
Subject: In The Lonely Hour: Chronicles of Ree Chapter 2

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In The Lonely Hour: Chronicles of Ree Chapter 2
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I was slightly anxious as I pulled into a parking space at varsity, partly
because of classes, partly because I had no idea what to expect but mostly
because I knew that I'd see Sam today. He had skipped the rest of
orientation last week but I knew he would not skip class, like me he had
always been a straight A student and took academics seriously. As I
retrieved my laptop and protein shake I scanned the crowed hoping I'd spot
the mop of unruly, long black hair that was Sam. The area was packed with
students, sitting in various spaces; most were socializing, playing a few
ball games on the grass patch or lounging in the morning sun. "He probably
went straight to the spot our orientation group agreed to meet" I thought
out loud, with all of us being on such a large campus the guys all agreed
to stick together till we could successfully navigate the campus grounds
without getting lost.

In total there were 5 of us, somehow we all found one another on the first
day of orientation, clicking immediately when we expressed interest in
similar varsity activities. All new students were divided into groups by
the faculty administration; while we were categorically not put in the same
group that did not stop us from doing our own thing. Walking up to the
designated spot I saw Keenan, Josh and Mark already shooting the shit, but
no Sam. Let me describe the guys; Keenan is the tallest in the group, at
1.83 meters he also had the body mass to go with the height as he had
recently started competing in body building competitions. He was naturally
a brunette but had highlighted his hair; his facial features suggested
Latino origins that went well with his creamy complexion. He was also the
hot head of the group, pissing him off was super easy but generally
resulted in the antagonist being turned into pulp.

Josh was the typical skinny, white skater boy. He had long orange hair that
hung to his shoulders; pale face filled with freckles and weighed in at 56
kilograms. He was 1.68 meters tall and had the whole grunge look going but
was seriously the sweetest and most thoughtful in the group. Mark was a
native African guy; his family were descendents of the Xhosa Dlamini clan
as he frequently liked to remind us with pride.  He had a round face while
sporting horn rimmed glasses, a freakishly ever present white smile and
slender build framed by baggy clothes which made him look rather nerdy. Sam
and I were the final two; together we looked like an odd ball of
characters, random but interesting.

Strolling up to the guys we greeted with the slip, dap and fist pound
salutation while talking about our weekends. Mark was the first to voice
his thoughts on the whereabouts of Sam, "I haven't seen Sam since last
Tuesday, think he's got a lot going on at the moment but hopefully he'll
get his shit together before we get loaded with work" I replied as I
nervously shifted around. Taking the lead, Mark nodded his head before
proceeding to the anthropology lecture auditorium while the rest of us
followed. Once again I hoped that I would see Sam but scanning all the
different faces seated in the lecture hall, once again I was
disappointed. Having to put all distractions out of my head I flipped open
my ipad while pretending to listen to the lecturer drone mindlessly about
the syllabus for the term.  An hour later we all exited the class and
separated, as the rest of the guys had opted to go to the indoor pool for a
swim with me having begged off going.

Heading straight to the library I rode the elevator to the 10th level then
sauntering the rest of the way to the 14th which was the pinnacle of
buildings on campus. Taking a seat at the huge glass window I gazed out
over the courts down below watching students bustling from one place to the
next. Sighing I wondered what to do about this Sammy situation, "If I don't
see him by the time I'm done at gym I'm marching over to his house and
busting down his door" I whispered before slumping my head in my arms on
the table. I hadn't exactly been sleeping well the last couple of nights. I
figured I could do with a short nap.

I was running passing tall grass and reeds blocking my view, in front of me
there's a raised mud wall serving as a barrier for a dam in the distance,
power cables to my left and a vast field to my right. "I recognize the area
but what am I doing here, no time to think about that, no time for anything
but running." I'm petrified, theirs someone chasing after me so I keep
running. I could hear footsteps hammering behind me, deep breathing and the
sensation of warm, foul-smelling breath on my neck causing my heart to
pound noisily in my chest. "NO, I'll be caught if I don't run faster", so I
push harder, "if only I could reach the dam I'll be safe." Suddenly I feel
a strong hand grip on my right arm causing me to trip and fall, the fall
jarring me awake from the nightmare.

Feeling sticky with perspiration, breathing deeply I close my eyes in an
attempt to slow my breathing and heart rate. It's been years since I had
that dream but quickly shut down those thoughts as I scan the room to see
if anyone noticed. Everyone seemed too engrossed with whatever they were
doing to be paying me any attention.  "Pull yourself together Ree, you've
dealt with all that shit already, it can't hurt you anymore", but fuck it
seemed so real. "They can't hurt you anymore" I softly repeated over and
over as I stood to check the time on my cell phone. Realizing I only had 5
minutes to get to my next class, I raced down the stairs, leaving the
library and all thoughts of that hellish nightmare behind.

Meeting Keenan at the psychology auditorium we took our seats and repeated
the process of setting up our desk space for taking notes. He seemed to
want to say something but was hesitant, which was fine by me since I was in
no mood to talk to anybody about anything. "Dude I know we aren't close and
we don't know one another well but if you ever need someone to talk to I'm
told I'm a good listener" Keenan whispered. Typical of a psychology student
I thought while mentally rolling my eyes, before giving a tight lipped
smile without bothering to look in his direction.  I know his intentions
were pure but if I wanted to talk to someone I'd see shrink.

After a long day of classes the drive home seemed peaceful, driving my baby
always relaxes me, "not too bad for the first day" I thought as I cranked
up the volume to the song 'All Me' by Drake Ft. 2 Chainz & Big Sean while
twerking in my head. Arriving home in less than 30 minutes I decided to
repay my brothers kindness and slapped together a light snack for the two
of us since he had not arrived home from classes yet.

After stuffing my face on a chicken mayo sandwich I figured this would be a
good time to rub one out as I made my way up to my room. Stripping totally
naked and laying on my bed I grabbed the bottle of baby oil strategically
placed on my bedside table for this exact purpose. I generously lubricated
my dick as it grew hard, "hehe always ready to go aren't ya" I laughed as
my dick throbbed, expanding to full mast in reply.

The first sensation I experienced when waking up was the sticky, cold
feeling left by my earlier solo exploits, "hmm I must have fallen asleep
before I could clean up, might as well get ready to hit the gym with Rick
then check up on Sam."  I started stretching out the kinks in my muscles
before standing up and cleaning myself.  Hearing commotion in my brother's
room I tip toed down the hallway, swinging his door open I saw Sam and Rick
sitting on the bed having a heated conversation. Rick was the first to
recover "uhm Ree, what's up bro... I thought you would still be napping,
was gonna wake you up but Sam came over. We were just discussing some
things." Since I had walked in Sam had looked everywhere in the room except
at me, I gaze at him questioningly, hoping he would glance at me but all he
did was stand up facing Rick and stutter "uhm I uhm gotta go" before
brushing past me.

Ignoring my brother I dashed down the hallway after Sam, intent on speaking
with him. "Sam, Sam wait up" I called, but it fell on deaf ears as he
continued to storm down the stairs. "SAM, FOR FUCKS SAKE WAIT OR I WILL
TACKLE YOU AND PIN YOUR ASS DOWN" were the words that left my mouth. He
stood dead still on the last step giving me a chance to catch up and
position myself between him and the front door.

"What do you want?" he asked me, I steeled myself before making eye contact
with him. "I just want to talk Sammy. I'm worried; this is the longest
we've ever gone without talking. You're my best friend so what went wrong?
You ran out of my room the other night and have been avoiding me since. You
even skipped class which is unlike you." I already had tears dripping down
my cheeks; the steely look in his eyes seemed to melt away making him look
younger but exhausted at the same time.  "Gawd I'm so pathetic, can't stop
freaken crying" I muttered as I walked to the lounge knowing that he would
follow me. Plopping down in the lazy boy I leaned back and pulled myself
together for the second time that day, he had followed me but only to the
threshold where he leaned against the door frame. "Sammy no more running,
hiding or avoiding me" I said, to which he nodded while slowly shuffling
further into the room and sprawling over the loveseat next to the lazy boy.

The silence that followed bled into the room as thick as congealed blood;
neither of us knew what to say to break the awkwardness. Quickly I realized
I'd have to break it before he up and left again, "I got your wake up call
this morning" I said in reference to the alarm tone. At first there was
confusion written on his face, giving way to understanding, unexpectedly
the room was filled with a burst of his laughter as I attempted to pout
which only lasted a few seconds before joining him in laughter. For a split
second I watched the twinkle in his eyes illuminate his features before it
faded and with it his smile. Deciding to get straight to the point I asked
him to explain what happened a week ago.

Sam and I sat in silence for what must have only been a minute but felt
much longer while he attempted to gather his thoughts, I observed as the
internal battle raged within his mind and was expressed in his
features. His jaw would clench then unclench while his temples would throb,
he must have been thinking pretty hard because perspiration had started to
form on his forehead and drip down the side of his face. Licking his lips
he turned to look at me before opening his mouth.

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      End of Chapter 2
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I would like to thank my boyfriend as well as my two close friends Teddy C
and B for their encouragement, proof reading, comments and criticisms
(amazing when your straight male friends can read and comment/crit your
work.) I'd like to thank Paul for his comments as well as a special thanks
to Pan for the harsh but well-founded criticism. Thanks guys.

"All Me" by Drake Ft. 2 Chainz & Big Sean is off the album Nothing Was The
Same.  Produced by Key Wane and as such are the sole rights of the
artist/producer.