Date: Tue, 24 Nov 2009 10:46:37 -0500
From: Ronyx <ronyx@woh.rr.com>
Subject: Losing Kevin    Chapter 14

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Losing Kevin               Chapter 14



The twins held each other tightly for several minutes. Kevin could feel
Devin's love surging through his body. For weeks he'd felt he'd lost his
brother's love, but it now seemed even stronger.

"I'm sorry, Kev," Devin said tearfully as he pulled away. "I've been a real
shithead the past few weeks."

Kevin smiled slightly. "Yeah, you have." He playfully hit Devin in the arm.

"Well, some of it is your fault, you know," he replied as he softly hit him
back.

"How do you figure that?"

"You could have told me." Devin frowned. "I could have handled it better if
you would have just talked to me about it."

Kevin walked over and sat on the edge of the bed. "You're probably right,"
he confessed. "But I couldn't deal with it myself. How could I have
expected you to?

Devin walked over and sat down beside him. "I really am sorry. I guess we
all make mistakes."

Kevin gave Devin a worried look. "Speaking of mistakes, Dev, you really
fucked up."

Devin hung his head. "I know. I don't know what to do." Tears welled up in
his eyes. "How mad is Dad?"

"If I were you, I'd grab your balls so Dad can't cut them off." He laughed
when Devin's hand instinctively grabbed his crotch.

"Seriously, Devin," he reached out and held his arm. "You know there's
going to be consequences. It's like I knew when others found out I was gay
there would be problems. You're going to have to deal with it."

"That's easy for you to say," Devin frowned.

Kevin leaned back and laughed. "Easy for me to say! Look at all the shit I
had to put up with."

Devin gave him a worried look and shook his head. "And I had to add to it."
Tears welled up in his eyes once again. "I'm sorry, Kev. I really am. For a
while I was scared I was going to lose you."

Kevin smiled at his brother. It was as if all the weeks of hostility
between the two had been washed away. He squeezed Devin's arm. "It's
okay. Deep down inside I always knew we'd find our way back. We're
brothers. In fact, we`re closer than most brothers." He reached out and put
his arms around Devin and hugged him. "I love you, Dev."

He could feel Devin's shoulders shake as he buried his head into his neck
and cried. He put his arm around him and held him. After several minutes
Devin pulled away and wiped his face dry with his sleeve.

He stood up and held his hand out to Kevin, pulling him to his feet. "I
guess we better get this over with," he said worriedly.

"I'll be with you," replied Kevin. "I already talked to Dad. I think he's
calmed down a little." He started to grin. "He may decide to let you keep
your balls." He laughed when Devin reached down and grabbed his crotch
again.

Kevin headed for the door, but Devin reached out his hand and stopped
him. He walked over to the picture on the easel. He then turned and
smiled. "I like Cameron," he said. "I'm glad you two are together. He likes
you a lot."

"I know," said Kevin as he looked at the picture. "I like him too." He put
his hand on Devin's back and led him to the door.

************

Cameron was waiting impatiently for Kevin to arrive at school. He had been
waiting for ten minutes in front of the building. He kept looking at his
watch to check the time.

"Where is he?" He asked Stanley and Charles who saw him waiting and decided
to join him. Cameron had filled them in on the incident the day
before. When Kevin and Devin emerged from the bedroom, their father and
mother got up and left without saying anything. The twins were saying
goodbye to everyone when they heard the horn honk several times
outside. They put on their coats and rushed out the door. That was the last
time he'd seen Kevin. He tried to call him once, but his cell phone was
turned off.

"There he is!" Cameron turned when Charles pointed down the sidewalk. Kevin
was rushing toward school. He kept pulling up his backpack onto his
shoulders.

"Hey," he smiled as he approached the other boys. He turned to Cameron and
said, "Sorry, I'm late."

"Are you alright?" Cameron asked. "I tried to call you last night."

"You look like shit," exclaimed Stanley. Charles poked him in his side.

"What a night," sighed Kevin. "I don't think I got two hours of sleep."

"What happened?" Charles asked.

He looked over at Cameron with a questioning look. He didn't know if he had
mentioned what happened at his house the day before. He was reassured when
Cameron gave him a slight smile and nodded his head.

"We had a family meeting that lasted half the night," he informed
them. "Dad really laid out some guidelines for me and Devin." He noted the
worried look on Cameron's face and grabbed his arm. "It's okay. Mom and Dad
agreed I can still see you." He wanted to lean in and kiss him when he saw
the relieved look on Cameron's face.

"What about Devin?" Stanley asked. "I bet he's grounded until he's thirty."

"Almost," replied Kevin. "Maybe twenty. Dad called the Vance's late last
night. Devin, him and Mom are going over there Thursday after dinner. I'd
hate to be Devin."

"Shit," whistled Charles. "I'd hate to be Devin and have to face
Mr. Vance. That guy is plain ass crazy."

"That's not all," continued Kevin. "Devin has to get a job so he can help
support the baby. Dad's going to take him around this weekend to put his
application in at some places. Everything he makes has to go to Ashley."

"Damn," exclaimed Stanley. "He has to work and doesn't get to see any of
the money? Shit, that's extreme."

"Dad says he doesn't deserve any money." Kevin explained. "He says he's
going to find out what it's like to work your life away and support a
family and never have anything."

"He has a point," Cameron agreed. "Mom works all the time and we hardly
have anything. It's been a long time since she bought herself anything."
All three boys nodded their heads.

Just then the first bell rang, indicating the boys had ten minutes until
their first period. After a few quick goodbyes, Kevin and Cameron headed in
one direction, while Stanley and Charles went another way to class.

"I'm glad we can still see each other," whispered Cameron as they were
walking down the hall.

"I know," replied Kevin. "I was worried they were going to ground me too,
but they didn't. Mom was even alright with it. I just can't call you at
night until my homework is done." They reached Cameron's class and said
goodbye. Kevin had to run so he wouldn't be late to his.

***************

Kevin, Cameron, Stanley and Charles were sitting at their usual table
eating lunch. They were excited about the upcoming game on Friday night. It
was the first game of the season and everyone was anticipating winning the
city championship this year. Any loss early in the season could ruin their
chances.

The boys were happy because most of the talk about them being gay had
diminished. Once everyone had gotten over the initial shock, most had
fallen into a mood of acceptance. The derogatory words had been replaced by
words of support for the basketball team. A winning team on the court would
ensure support off the court. The boys had made a determined effort to be
successful.

"We've got to defend against that giant center they have," remarked
Charles. "I heard he likes to play rough when he's under the net."

Charles rubbed his shoulder. "You're not much better," he said to
Stanley. "That foul yesterday hurt."

"Aww," grinned Stanley. "Want me to kiss it and make it better."

"Kiss this," challenged Charles as he grabbed his crotch. The boys started
laughing. Suddenly, Kevin stopped and looked across the cafeteria. The
others followed his eyes to where he was looking.

Devin was coming out of the cafeteria line. He immediately looked at the
table where Ashley was sitting, surrounded by Sherri and several other
girls. He dropped his head and walked over to an empty table and sat down
with his back to everyone.

Without saying anything, Kevin got up from his seat and grabbed his
tray. He then walked over and sat down across from Devin. Stanley and
Charles looked over at Cameron. He shrugged his shoulders and got up and
joined the twins. Minutes later, Stanley and Charles walked over with their
trays and sat down.

"You don't have to do this, Guys," Devin said sadly. "I've treated you like
shit lately. I don't deserve your friendship."

"Yeah, Fucker," grinned Stanley. "You have. But you know what?"


"What?" Devin gave him a puzzled look.

"You're our Fucker," he smiled.

"Thanks, Guys," he said sadly. He was blinking quickly to keep tears from
appearing in his eyes.

"Don't get too emotional," said Charles. He looked over at Kevin. "If you
weren't Kevin's brother, we probably wouldn't be sitting here." He put his
arm around Kevin. "That's what friendship is really about. If Kevin can
forgive you, then we can too."

Devin dropped his head. "I know it's going to take you guys a long time to
gain my trust. I'm not even sure if I was in your place I could." He lifted
his head and looked them in the eyes. "I really am sorry." He looked
sorrowfully at Kevin. "For everything."

"Damn," exclaimed Charles. "This shit is getting too heavy." The boys
started laughing. "Let's talk about something less depressing."

Stanley stood up and shouted loudly. "Let's kick some butt Friday!" He
started dancing around the floor yelling, "Give me a V!" Students stood and
started shouting. "V!" When he finished spelling victory, the entire
student body was on their feet cheering.

Devin glanced over at the table where Ashley was sitting. None of them had
participated in the revelry. She looked glanced quickly at Devin and rolled
her eyes.

***************

Devin waited nervously outside Ashley's sixth period class. After the bell
had rung ending school for the day, he had rushed out of the room and up a
flight of stairs so he could catch her when she came out. She was one of
the last students to exit. As usual, Sherri was beside her.

She stopped suddenly when she saw Devin. "What do you want?"

"Can we talk?" Devin pleaded. When he saw the apprehension on her face, he
asked urgently, "Please, Ashley?" He stepped toward her and hesitantly took
her hand.

"Come on, Ash." Sherri reached out and grabbed Ashley's coat sleeve and
tried to pull her away.

"No," said Ashley as she turned to Sherri. "You go on. Me and Devin need to
talk." Devin let out a sigh of relief. Sherri cast him a dirty look before
walking away.

"Thanks," Devin replied as he squeezed her hand. He was reassured when she
gripped his hand tighter. He held her hand as they walked away and exited
the building.

They didn't speak as they walked the two blocks to a small hamburger
restaurant. It was a place they often frequented after school. Ashley went
to the back of the restaurant and took the last booth while Devin got their
usual order.

He sat down and pushed the hamburger and small soda in front of her. She
nibbled at her food waiting for Devin to speak. After several moments of
silence he finally looked at her.

"Look, Ashley." He reached across the table and held her hand. "I'm sorry
for what I said the other day. I was wrong."

She looked up at him and smiled slightly. "It's okay, Devin. I guess both
of us said some things we shouldn't have."

"Yeah," he smiled nervously. "I've been doing a lot of that lately." They
continued eating without speaking again for several minutes.

He looked across the table and stared into Ashley's eyes. "I'm going to do
what is right. I should never have told you to get rid of the baby. If you
want to keep it, then I'll help you."

Ashley got up from her seat and sat beside Devin, burying her head into his
shoulder. He held her tightly as she cried. "I'm so scared, Devin. I don't
know what to do."

He grabbed her shoulders and looked into her tearful face. "It's alright,
Ash. We'll get through this. There's someone I want us to talk to."


"Who?"

"Cameron's mom."

"Kevin's faggot boyfriend?" She asked angrily as she tried to get up. Devin
tightened his grip on her shoulders.

"Do you care about me?" He stared into her eyes awaiting her answer. She
thought for a minute and then nodded her head.

"Then you've got to get over this obsession with Kevin," he insisted. "He's
my brother and I love him. I should never have let you come between us."

"But.." she started to speak, but Devin put his finger over her lips.

"Listen, Ashley. Kevin is my brother, my twin brother. There's a bond
between us that neither you nor anyone else can break. The only way that we
can make us work is if you can accept Kevin."

"Are you choosing him over me again?" Tears welled up in her eyes.

"I'm not doing that Ashley," Devin insisted. "That's the mistake I made the
first time. I can love both of you. It doesn't have to be about choosing
between Kevin and you."

Ashley looked at him as tears fell down her cheek. "You love me?"

"Of course I love you," he replied as he gripped her hands tightly. "I
didn't realize how much until I thought I was going to lose you."

She leaned in and buried her head on his shoulder. "That's the first time
you've ever told me that. It's the only thing I ever wanted to hear you
say. You always talked about Kevin. I could see in your eyes how much you
cared about him. I only wanted you to feel the same way about me."

Devin pulled her from his shoulder and then kissed her gently on the
lips. He pulled away and smiled at her. "We're going to get through this,
alright?" She smiled and nodded. "You're going to be the mother of my
baby." He kissed her again. She buried her head in his shoulder and
sighed. He rubbed her back as she nestled her head against his shoulder.

When she sat back up, Devin looked at her worriedly. "Just how bad has your
father taken this?" She started giggling when she noticed him put his hand
in his lap and cup his crotch.

"I think if you'd been around when he got the news, you might have had a
lot to worry about." She giggled again when she looked down at his lap. She
reached out and took his hand.

"But Father Brannigan has been coming by in the evenings," she informed
him. "He's known my dad for almost forty years. They attended high school
together. He's about the only person who my dad would listen to."

"And?" Devin gave her a puzzled look.

"He's not happy with what we've done," she admitted. "But I don't think
he's going to hurt you either." She started giggling. "I think Father
Brannigan has convinced him he'll spend eternity in Hell if he does kill
you."


"Thanks, a lot," Devin replied. "That's nice to know."

"When you come over tonight with your parents," she said, "Father Brannigan
will be there. I don't think Dad will go off with him there. So it may not
be too bad."

"Do you think you can invite the police chief?" Devin asked
worriedly. Ashley squeezed his hand and laughed.

"Seriously, Devin," she assured him. "If he was going to do anything, he'd
have done it by now. I think he's beginning to accept the fact he's going
to be a grandfather. Just between us, I think he may even be looking
forward to it a little, especially if we have a boy. He always wanted to
have a son."

"Man," sighed Devin. "I can't believe this happened." He looked over and
saw the frown on Ashley's face. "Alright, I know it's happened. We've got
no one to blame but ourselves."

He took her hand and gripped it tightly. "But you know what?" She gave him
a puzzled look and shook her head. "I'm glad we had this talk." He leaned
in and gave her a quick kiss. "I really do think I love you?"

"You think you love me?" Ashley frowned.

"Well, um.." stammered Devin. She looked at him nervously trying to correct
what he had said.

"It's alright, Devin." She squeezed his hand. "I'll take it. We're only
sixteen. I guess it's a little hard to realize what love really is."

"Yeah," he admitted. "But at least now we're heading in the right direction
this time." She laid her head on his shoulder and sighed deeply. They sat
for several minutes without speaking. Both were reevaluating their feelings
for each other. It's a giant leap from liking someone to loving someone.

Devin looked down at Ashley. "So will you meet with Mrs. Lynch?" She
thought for a minute before speaking.

"I guess," she relented. "Why do you want us to talk to her?"

"She told me she became pregnant with Cameron when she was sixteen." A
surprised look appeared on her face.

"Really?"

"Yeah," he said. "She's really easy to talk to. I think she can help us
since she understands what we're going through."

She sighed and then said, "Alright." She sat up. "I can't talk to Mom. I
can tell she's disappointed with me. She wanted me to wait until I got
married to have a child."

"My mother said the same thing," replied Devin.

"So, when do you want to talk to her?"

"I'll ask Cameron if we can come over Saturday." She nodded her head. He
then leaned in and kissed her again, this time more passionately. He
grabbed her hand and helped her from her seat.

"I guess we better get ready to face the fireworks tonight." He said as he
helped her with her coat.

"Yeah," she said worriedly. "You don't have the number of the police chief
on you, do you?" Her frown turned to a grin. He leaned down and kissed her
cheek before putting his arm around her and leading her from the
restaurant.

***************

Kevin was lying on his bed with his literature book propped up on his
stomach. He was trying desperately to keep his eyes open as he attempted to
read a poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning. Sleep was quickly winning the
battle.

He was awakened when there was a light knocking on the door. He started to
yell out when the door opened and Devin came walking in. He sat on the edge
of the bed and toed his shoes off. Kevin looked over as his brother laid
down and rolled over on his side and looked up at him.

"How did it go?" Just hours earlier, Devin and his parents had gone over to
the Lynch's home to discuss Ashley's pregnancy.

Devin closed his eyes and waited a moment before answering. "Alright, I
guess," he mumbled. Kevin could tell his brother was exhausted. He looked
over at the alarm clock. It was almost midnight.

"You still got your nuts?" Kevin joked. Devin opened his eyes and grinned.

"Yeah," he laughed. "I think if that priest hadn't been there I'd probably
be a eunuch."

"What's that?"

"Not really sure," he confessed. "Dad threatened to make me one the other
night, so I guess it's a guy who has his balls cut off or something."

"So what happened?"

"Just a lot of talking," he said as he buried his head in the pillow. He
then turned and faced his brother. "Everyone was telling us how wrong we
were. You know, shit like that."

"So, what are you going to do?"

"Ashley's going to have the baby. She shouldn't miss any school since the
baby will be born sometime this summer." He looked up and frowned. "I got
to get a fucking job and help pay for it."

"Well, you are kind of responsible, you know."

"Yeah," he sighed. "I know. It's just I wanted to play basketball this
year. I was going to ask the coach if I could come back. I guess that's
over now."

"Yeah," agreed Kevin. "I guess so."

Devin raised up on his elbows. "So you guys ready for tomorrow night?"

"I think so," replied Kevin. "The coach says we look pretty good."

"That's good. Me and Ashley will be there." He laid his head back down on
the bed and remained silent for a minute before raising back on his elbows
and looking at Kevin.

"Can I ask you a favor?"

"Yeah," said Kevin. "Anything."

"Will you ask Cameron if his mother can talk to me and Ashley? She told me
that she had him when she was still in high school. I like her a lot. I
think she can really help us."

"I'll ask Cameron tomorrow," replied Kevin. He was happy his brother liked
Cameron's mother. She had been supportive of his and Cameron's friendship,
and he knew she'd give his brother and Ashley the same support.

Suddenly, Devin got out of bed and left the room. Five minutes later he
reappeared in just his boxers. He pulled back the cover on the bed and
crawled in.

"What are you doing?" Kevin asked.

"I want to sleep here tonight? Is it alright?"

"Yeah, sure." Kevin got up and removed his shirt and pants. He then
returned to bed and turned out the light. Devin scooted nearer to him.

"This is nice," he mumbled. "We haven't slept in the same bed since we were
about eleven." He scooted closer to Kevin until their bodies were lightly
touching.

"Kev," he mumbled.

"Yeah, Dev?"

"I love you, okay?"

"Yeah, Dev," said Kevin as tears welled up in his eyes. "I love you, too."

They lay quietly for a minute. Devin snuggled his body against Kevin's.

"Kev?"

"Yeah?"

"You're not a retard, okay?" He mumbled sleepily into the pillow.

"Thanks." Kevin couldn't help but smile to himself.

Minutes later when he heard Devin start to snore lightly, he put his arm
around him and pulled him into his body. Devin lifted his hand and wrapped
it around Kevin's arm. Soon both boys were sleeping peacefully.


The End

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