Date: Mon, 14 Apr 2008 21:10:20 -0700 (PDT) From: Jason Decade <femtoka2@yahoo.com> Subject: Ever After 28 Disclaimer: This is a story about gay people...if you can't read it or don't like gay people, leave. Go...bye. But if you like it, read it and write to me. Chapter 28: .Irvine. "Are you sure you want this?" Marco asked, kissing my neck. Marco was on top of me, sliding his 7 inch dick deep inside me. I moaned as he pushed deeper and harder. I slid back and was confused. Did I moan at the penetration or the tongue on my neck? I pushed it aside and giggled at his shaven chin rubbing against my neck, " You love this, don't ya? Say you love this." "I love this." I moaned. "Say you want it." he said, slurping my neck, tasting my skin. "I want it." I moaned louder. "Tell me you want me deeper." Marco whispered. He plunged deeper with every word. I moaned, feeling so close to an orgasm, I could taste it, " Deeper." I whispered. "Tell me you want to live." Marco said, stopping entirely. I stopped too. I pushed him off me only to see that he was Harmon and I screamed as he stabbed me repeatedly. I sat up in cold fear and pushed the cover off of me and also a hand that belonged to Marco. I had been staying here for a week or so but there was only one bed, so sharing is caring. Marco looked up at me from the bed, his pecs glistening with sweat. I sighed, " Nightmare. A new one." I said. Marco nodded sloppily and put his head in the pillow. I shook my head and laid back down on the bed. - - - - - - - - - - I had gotten up early so I could make Marco breakfast, and because of the sexy, yet scary as hell nightmare I'd been having, and I felt as if I were falling apart. Marco had been so nice, but all I had done since I'd been staying here is wake him up in the middle of the night and confuse him. I felt bad, so what's on the menu? Pancakes and lots and lots of eggs and bacon. As he walked into the kitchen, he tied a tie and I smiled up at him. "Something smells good." Marco smiled, walking to the counter. "Thanks." I said, noticing his suit, " Tie?" I asked. "Well, Mom doesn't need help at the shop, but I need a job, so I'm on the hunt for a job." Marco said. I nodded, " Should I be hunting?" I asked. "You have a place to live." Marco chuckled. "You could always live in my house. There's room." I smiled. "I'd rather live in my house." Marco smiled, " So, are you going to be a househusband?" I shook my head, " I can barely cook. So, I just wanted to say sorry." I said, walking to the table and placing pancakes, toast, bacon, and eggs on a plate. "Sorry?" he asked, sitting in front of the plate. I walked back to the counter, " Yeah, I mean, you let me stay here and all I've done is disrupt your life." I said. "Feels good to have someone else in the house." Marco said, " You're a breath of fresh air." "Or a gust of putrid wind?" I asked, " Look, I get it. You're a nice guy, but I can be...I feel bad." "Why?" Marco asked. "Because I'm always waiting for someone to save me. I can't always wait for that. You're always there to save me." I smiled, " That and take my virginity." Marco blushed, " You're welcome." he chuckled. "So, I've gotta go. I have an appointment, so I'll see you later." I said, trying to get out before there was questions. "Appointment?" Marco asked. "Long story. Ends with me looking like the horrible bitch monster from Hell." I chirped, leaving. Marco just smiled and finished his coffee. As he put the plate in the sink, there was a crash in the living room. He ran to the living room quickly and saw that a window was broken and he picked up a stone which was tied to a note. Marco ripped the note off the stone, but there was nothing on the note. He was too busy trying to figure out the note to see Harmon sneak up behind him and club him. - - - - - - - - - - As Kendall stirred, she looked around the trashed room. She couldn't remember much about last night, just that Christina had called her and said that she needed to tell her something about Julie's death. She had arrived at the house to find Christina, in her usual messiness, and sat with her, listening to stories about her and Julie. "We had a really sweet conversation." Christina said sloppily. Julie nodded, still hung over, " Yeah...I think." she said. "You know, about New York...Adaen...Davis, Adaen, Marco, and sex..." Christina said quickly. Julie paused, looking up at Christina, " What?" she asked. "Yeah, you spilled. You were mad that you two weren't exactly connecting since you came back." Christina smirked, " Pretty bitchy and backstabbing if you ask me." Julie stood, " You bitch." she said. "I have to admit, it shocked me. My Davis, a butt bandit." Christina chuckled, " But it explains some things." "You shut your mouth!" Julie said loudly, pointing at her. "That only works on people who are afraid of you." Christina smiled, " And he thought you were such a great friend. Poor, naive Adaen. I almost feel sorry for him." Kendall's mind was wondering, how could she do that? And how could Christina do that?! Kendall raked her mind to find out what came next, " I cannot believe you! Have you lost all morals?" she asked. "You're talking to me about morals?! good one." Christina said, walking to the door and closing it, " Big Bro's here. Probably banging some blondie..." she looked at Kendall, " Sorry. Look, what you're going to do is simple. You're my new, old best friend. You're not gonna talk to Adaen at all. He's not on your cool list anymore and he won't know what you told me." she proposed. "And you'll keep everything to yourself?" Kendall asked. "I promise." Christina smiled. Kendall thought about it, " Good, but this doesn't get past us." she said. Christina shook her head. "Deal." She said. "One more thing." Christina said. Kendall sighed with frustration, " What?" she asked. "You've gotta be a total bitch to him...just to keep up appearances." Christina smiled. Suddenly, her cell phone rang and she looked at it to see a new text message from Marco. This baffled her as she and Marco had never gotten along. It said to meet him at his apartment and bring Kendall, " Marco just sent a message. He wants to meet us at his apartment." "Fine." Kendall said, rolling her eyes, " We've gotta go." - - - - - - - - - Archie waited in silence, trying to quell his excitement. He didn't want to seem too eager to see Adaen, even though no one could blame him, it had been nearly a month since he had seen him. There was something almost crazy about it. He smiled as Adaen walked in. He stood and pulled out a chair, allowing Adaen to sit down and pushed him in before taking a seat. "Hey, baby. I came as soon as I heard about Harmon." Archie smiled. I smiled too, " I know, thanks." I said. "Lacrosse is going great and I'm interning at my Dad's business, learning to take over." Archie said, " Schools going great. I just wanted to say it so you won't have to ask...How are you." "That's great...I'm happy for you." I nodded, " I'm great. Fantastic." "No, really." Archie asked. "Nightmares. My parents leaving. My friend died....and...The rumors." I sighed, " I'm back in Hargrove." "Not happy to be here?" Archie asked. "Did I tell you that I tried to run away?" I asked. "What stopped you?" Archie asked. "A friend." I smiled, " And he made me realize something." "What is that?" Archie asked. "That I just keep making mistakes and that...I'll always make mistakes. I'm human. I keep running from all my fears and trying to stop the wounds before their made just makes me messier." I said, " Deep thoughts." "Sounds like you've been thinking about whatever you're about to say." Archie said, leaning back in his chair. "I have. I love you, but..." I said. "I know." Archie said, " We're not meant to be...blah, blah...you're not ready." "We're in two totally seperate places. I'm just trying to live life and you're trying to find your way past just living." I said, " I don't want you to be mad, I just..." "I understand, especially with our long distance and everything that's going on." Archie said, " We're young." "Archie, is there something you're not saying?" I asked. "I met someone." Archie said. I smiled, " That's...shitty, but if you're happy, so am I." I said lightly. "You've gotta understand, I didn't...I love you, but I think I'm falling for someone else." he said. "Believe it or not, I understand. I have an overwhelming urge to throw a drink in your face and kick your ass, but I'm entirely understanding." I said. Archie moved my drink, " Soooo, are we..." he said. "Besides, I'm not entirely sure my life is Gossip Girl. I'm more down home." I said, standing, " I guess I'll see you around." "When you visit." Archie said hopefully. I nodded, " Maybe sometime when I'm not in danger." I chuckled as I left. I wanted to turn and kick his ass and tell him how hard it had been to just be with him and be here, but I was free. Something I would have dreaded back then, and I sorta dreaded it now, but just by saying I was free, it helped. I left it alone and left. - - - - - - - - - - As Hannah finished inventory, she walked back into the front of the store where her mother was finishing off a customer. Hannah took a seat in one of the chairs and her mother, Laura, stared at her angrily. "What? I'm frickin tired." Hannah sighed. Laura looked at her in disbelief. "Sorry, mom, just not in the mood lately. Married life is harder than I thought and I didn't think it was easy before." Hannah said, walking over to the cash register. Laura nodded. "You're not gonna say anything?" Hannah asked. "Nope." Laura smiled, " So, how's it going with Adaen?" "It's not." Hannah pouted, " I mean, he's all busy since he got back and I'm.." "A big, scaredy cat?" Laura asked, checking the register. "Yeah." Hannah said, " He's staying with Marco, I just don't know what to say, I mean, I outed you and ccaused the breakdown of your life...wanna be friends again? Oh yeah and I married the guy who came between us." "You serious think he's still worried about that?" Laura asked. "What else am I supposed to think?" Hannah asked. "You two have been friends since before you could walk. Are you seriously telling me you did things so bad that you can't be forgiven?' Laura asked. Hannah nodded, " We were best friends. Now we're not." she said. "He's friends with your brother." Laura said, hugging her daughter, " Because your brother knows that Adaen isn't a grudge holder." "He's different." Hannah argued. "Apparently not that much." Laura said. Hannah's phone rang and she looked at it, " It's a text. Marco. He says to get over to his house now. Must be important." she said, picking up her purse, " I'll call you to let you know what's up." she said leaving quickly. - - - - - - - - - - As I walked home, I felt as if I was being watched. It creeped me out, so I began walking faster and before I knew it, I walked right into someone. "Going somewhere?" Davis smiled, " You should be careful." "I was careful." I said, " I've just got stuff...Day started bad...stayed that way." "Oh." Davis said simply, " Ummm, I just wanted to say sorry about the gym. I was an ass." "No....well, yeah, but I know what you were feeling." I nodded. "Oh." Davis smiled, " So, what about your fiance'?" "We just dumped each other." I said, " I should feel worse about it. He's a good guy, but he's...a guy." "You're a guy." Davis said. "He's not me." I smirked, " Were you coming from my house?" "Yeah, I was coming to apologize. And give you this." he said, pulling out a Buffy Season Eight comic, #12, Wolves at the Gate part 2, " I know you're a Buffy fanatic, so I figured it'd be a good way to make it up." "Feels good to know you're not trying to get in my pants." I chuckled. "Who said that?" Davis smiled, " I'm kidding. I WAS going to your house when your little cousin told me that you live with Marco now." "Oh. Just until they find Harmon." I said, " And it's totally not what you think." "You don't...I know. I trust you." Davis said. "Wait, huh?" I asked, truly confused. "I was heading over there anyways, Christina texted me and told me to get my ass over there now." Davis said, looking at the text. I nodded, " I didn't know that Marco and Christina were friends...Hannah and Chris, yeah, but..." I stopped, " Sorry." "No, it's great to hear your voice again. I didn't even ask about New York." Davis said. "It was fun. I turned into Sex and The City Guy. It was enlightening. Kinda brought out the sexy in me." I said, pausing and looking up at him, " I just mean, confidence." "I can tell." Davis smiled, " So, how about I give you a lift home?" "Sure." I smiled. "I am sorry, about what I said at Graduation. I just didn't see it coming. You sleeping with my half brother wasn't on my list of turn-ons." "Yeah, I guess that's a bad thing...it was on my list." I said, " And I'm sorry too." "You've apologized. I haven't." he said, " I love you. It's not something I want you to say back, I love you." "I love you too." I said as we got to his truck, " Let's go. This should be fun." We loaded up into the truck and left. - - - - - - - - - - The sun had gone down by the time we pulled up at the house. The house was dark and I found that odd since the job interview wouldn't have taken all day and into the night. Something sparked in my head when I saw the window had been broken. I hopped out of the car and sped to the door, using my key to go in. I went in and ran upstairs, trying to find Marco. While I looked upstairs, I heard Davis come in and there was a clatter! I ran back downstairs to find the house as dark as it was when I was downstairs the first time. I walked to the living room and clicked the light on to see Harmon sitting in a chair, blood on his shirt. "Hey kid." Harmon smiled. "What in the hell are you doing here? Where is everyone?" I asked, looking around and seeing everyone tied up in front of me, " Oh..." "Safe. For now." Harmon said. I looked at the door. "Don't." Harmon said, " I would hate to kill your friends." "You have Christina?" I asked. "Yeah." he said. "I really love her, don't start with her first." I joked in my most serious story. "Witty." he said. "You know I'm gonna run, right?" I asked. "They all do. Ted did. Didn't help." Harmon said, " I missed you." "You killed him?" I asked, ignoring him. "I did it all for us." Harmon said. "Us?" I asked, " W-T-F?!" "I can't stop thinking about you. The speech you gave when I was about to kill you, beautiful." Harmon said. "Yeah, pyscho 101," I said, " I'm thinking of taking psycho-cology." "Psychology." he corrected. "I stand by what I said." I frowned. Before another word could be said, I took off running up the stairs. I closed the door and opened a window, then hid under the bed. As I rolled, I hit something and looked to the side and saw that Ted Johanssen's lifeless body was under there. I started having problems breathing and soon I was panting hard, trying to catch my breath! My breathing must have alerted him because he snatched me from under the bed and I rolled across the floor and hit the dresser. "I've been watching you for a month now. You're magnificient!" Harmon smiled, sniffing my neck and licking me. I pushed free of him and kicked him away, running I was almost to the stairs when I felt a push and I was sent tumbling down the stairs. When I got to the bottom, I crawled slowly and saw that the others were trying to break free. I felt a foot on my back and I stopped, " What do you want from me?" I asked. "I want you." he said, turning me over and crawling on top of me, " You would just love me to stick it in you, to push you over the brink...to make you cum over and over." "You've been following me for a month, right?" I asked. Harmon licked the side of my face and stuck his knife on my side, " Yes." he moaned, " What about it." "Then you should know I started Kick-boxing." I said, punching him in the nuts and hopping to my feet. I felt like my leg was on fire and it hurt, so I hopped to the counter, but Harmon pushed me over. As I fell, the knife tray fell with me. I shrieked in pain as a knife cut my arm. "Baby." Harmon said. I grabbed a knife and stood, punching Harmon in the face, causing him to stumble back. "I'm gonna kick your ass!" Harmon groaned, grabbing me by the head and swatting the knife from my hands, " You were going to use that you little bastard!" "Yeah..." I said, spitting blood on him, " Did I not just say I kick box." I said, kicking him in the gut. He stumbled back, dropping the knife and I kicked him farther back. I bent down and picked up the knife and he ran at me, but Davis tripped him and he fell on me and the knife when through his stomach and through his back. I looked into his eyes as his eyes closed and I pushed him off me, his eyes closing as he slumped into a lifeless pile. I sat up, crying. I sobbed into my knees. I freed Davis, who hugged me immediately, then started untying others. I sat there, staring at the body. - - - - - - - - - - Adaen Typing: I left Hargrove knowing that I had nothing to lose. Nothing waited for me to come back and nothing stood in my way. I fought so long to just be normal, in the background and just live, but something always ends up between me and reality. It took going to New York and back to find out that I can always leave Hargrove, but I'll always come back because Hargrove's in me... Marco and Hannah are in their home, retelling the story to their parents. ...I left with the idea that I had nothing to lose, only to realize that I really had everything to lose. I left to find a new life, but you can never find a new life.... Christina and Kendall sit in Kendall's room. Christina is telling Kendall about the times Julie and she had before she died. ....Everyone always says that good times last, but it's the bad times that bring us all together. It's the times that try us that prove who we really are... I sit at home on the computer, writing this. Kya calls from down stairs and I tell her that I'll be there in a minute. ....Sometimes, you find yourself back at the beginning. Back where you know everyone and where your safe, despite being in the world and being in danger, you will always go back to what you know because it's where you're truly safe. It was Herbert Otto who said, " Change and growth take place when a person has risked himself and dares to become involved with experimenting with his own life." and I agree. I've grown. And it's so deep. - - - - - - - - - - Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed. Please give me some feedback because that's how I get started. So, I want you guys to tell me how I'm doing.