Date: Tue, 30 Sep 2014 10:19:42 +1000
From: Addisyn Draco Batchelor <addisyn.draco@gmail.com>
Subject: Ok. 3

This story is a work of fiction. any similarities are completely
coincidental. 'Ok.' contains love and sex between teenage boys. Any mention
of celebrities or characters from tv is not an assumption of their
sexuality.The obvious thing if you don't like this is to go somewhere
else. If it is illegal to read this where you're from please do the
same. It also contains some coarse language, just coz it's hard to write
naturally without writing the way I speak. Overall I'd rate it M for mature
audiences, so if you're not old enough to be here, please seriously
consider not being here. This is my first public submission, but please
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Axyl.

So, Toby and I have reached the point of no return. From here, there can
only be hurt or awesomeness. God, I hope he doesn't hate me for what I
am. I mean, he's said that no matter what, and despite his wealth and fame,
he wants to be with me. But will he when I tell him I'm a powerful witch
that could kill anyone three times over? That my bloodline runs millenia
and I could possibly be the most powerful being in the universe? Could he
handle that? I mean, this all sounds like bullshit, but trust me, I
frighten myself sometimes. There is a prophecy that says that the most
powerful being in all of creation will only be grounded and controlled by
the most exceptional. So, Toby fits the bill, but I'm not sure if he can
accept something so far beyond his comprehension. I may destroy the one boy
that has caught my eye, ever. But, together, we may be the most powerful
source of good that ever was. It could go either way, so I have to
decide. Risk or not? Is he worth it? My new boyfriend looks at me and says

"What are you thinking?" That is one of the hardest questions I've ever
been asked in my life.

"I guess I'm thinking that I'm pretty fucking lucky to have a rock star
boyfriend." Lies. Well, not entirely, just not what I wanted to say. "And
that I've got something to tell you." He looks confused. The fuck? I didn't
mean to say that! Damn this boy. He has a hold on me. I guess I might as
well go all out.

"Ok. You know how you're a world famous rock star? And some people
shouldn't know how to find you? Well, I'm kind of the same. I'm a witch. I
make things happen with my mind. I knew I'd meet you before I met you. I
didn't make it happen, I just knew it would. You and I have been
prophecised about for millenia. We are the couple that will bring magic and
witchcraft out of the pyre. Some people shouldn't know that. Actually,
nobody should. Just you and me.." I say this in one breath, trying to stop
anything my Toby might have to say in it's tracks. He stands there
shellshocked. I have run out of things to say, so I just grab him and hold
him close. I expected him to throw me out, or run as fast and far as
possible. But he just stayed in my arms. I ask

"Are you okay?" His reply is the opposite of what I'd expect from anyone.

"OK?! That is awesome!! Like, we are the perfect couple!! We can rule the
world!"  I can't help but laugh at how cute he is when he's beng all
megalomaniacal.

"Yep. That's basically it babe. Together, we are the most powerful source
of good in the world. And let's not even start on our individual powers
too." His shock turns to curiosity,

"Individual powers?"

"Yeah, I have the power to move and mould matter, and communicate
telepathically, as well as being able teleport and transfigure.. And you
have powers with words and melodies. Music is magic after all." Toby looked
unconvinced.

"So I'm supposed to save the world with a song?"

"No babe, just keep doing what you do. You change peoples lives and their
ideas. You are a constant source of inspiration to some. And besides, words
have inherent magic within them. I understand if it's a lot to take in." It
was a painful few moments while he pondered the implication that it may be
too much to handle. Then he makes me fall deeper in love with him than I
thought possible.

"No, I've always known I've got something special going for me. If it's
you, then I was right" That just makes me speechless. He reacted far better
than I'd ever expected. I'd built up meeting him for so long, not knowing
who he would be, what he would be like, if he would love me, that I thought
it would tear us apart. Instead, he's totally accepted it as if he, too,
expected it. I was taught from a young age, in anticipation for this one
moment, that when two souls are meant to meet, and they do, they connect
and bond forever. Once they discover this bond between them they are
virtually invincible. Those two souls create something inexplicable. They
combine to become something far more than the sum of both parts.

After a few hours, and several grams of weed, later Toby asks,

"Would you like to see my bedroom", excited as a puppy. I couldn't resist.

"Sure" We walked up two flights of stairs to a large door at the end of the
hall. I looked at it and then looked at Toby before he started laughing.

"What? You think that's my bedroom? That's the library. Wanna see? We've
got a great collection of occult books. They're my favourite."

'Figures' I think to myself.

"Didn't you want to show me your bedroom?" I ask, not really minding either
way. Being with him is amazing enough, but this boy has no attention span.

"Oh... yeah. I'll show you the library later. Let's go." He turns to the
right and opens the door next to the library. He looks at me and smiles.
The cheeky bastard. I kiss him and bite his lip a bit. He gasps when I bite
him and I stop kissing him and poke my tongue out.

"At this rate I'm never gonna get to see where we're sleeping tonight." If
I had a feather it would have knocked him over. I just giggled.