Date: Mon, 20 Sep 2010 00:48:31 -0700 (PDT)
From: Cailen Vature <cailenauthor@yahoo.com>
Subject: Raven Chapter 11

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Part 2: The Phasing Moon

The nighttime doth the shadow keeps
Fear in mind the darkness creeps
Will the sun arise in time?
To save the child from its mind
And in the mind the shadow dreams
And nothing is truly as it seems

Chapter 11: Deal or no Deal?

	I first realized I became aware when I heard the continual beep. I
heard other sounds like distant voices and footsteps and gradually I felt
the bed below me and the gentle pressure of the blankets above me. My mind
told me to remain calm so I did so. I think it must have been drugs. I
remember feeling drugged
	I kept my breathing even and listened to the room around me. I
heard breathing to my left so I chanced it and tried opening my eyes.
	`Everything is white' I thought as I tried to blearily open my eyes
in the hospital room. As my eyes adjusted I tried looking around I quickly
evaluated that it was nighttime. I looked down and to my left and saw my
mom asleep in one of the hospital chairs and beside her was none other than
Ian. I was at first happy to see him but my mind struggled to understand
how he could be there.
	Ian was reading a book but glanced up and looked shocked to see me
looking back at him. He quickly set down the book and rushed to my side
	"Raven" Ian breathed into my ear
	Ian brought his hand over and gave mine a squeeze
	"Ian" I tried saying but it merely came out as a groan
	Ian let out the most brilliant heart stopping smile I had ever
seen. My heart burned afresh and I had to shut my eyes to stop the tears
from falling
	"How bad?" I asked
	"You'll be right as rain in a few weeks, you have a concussion and
a black eye, a split lips a cracked rib, many bruises." Ian said "you were
lucky, he managed to kick you in your solar plexus had I not come when I
did, you would have died... he also... he..."
	"Corey" I said in both a form of a question and answer
	"Is expelled as are his friends, he'll be lucky if he avoids jail."
Ian said
	"You saved me"
	"Yea... I guess I did" Ian said with a soft smile
	"Why?" I asked the question that had been burning in my heart. Why
was I still alive? Was this part of god's plan for me? Is this some kind of
sick joke?
	There was a silence that drew out forever leaving the ambient
sounds of the hospital to come to the fore. Finally after what seemed like
an eternity Ian finally spoke
	"There's an old saying `that one cannot truly appreciate what they
have until they lose it.' I thought I lost you Raven and the very thought
is like a knife in my soul."
	I closed my eyes and held his hand
	"I'm sorry I hurt you, and I am so sorry I said those awful things
to you... Raven I... I..."
	"Ian I'm sorry too" I said
	"Dustin... I..."
	I listened to him raptly his blue eyes staring into mine and his
beautiful face contorted in pain. He looked like my dark angel.
	"I held your body in my arms and you weren't breathing so I prayed
to god. I said `Dear Jesus our Lord and Savior please save my love, he is
the only one for me in this whole world. I need to be able to tell him I
love him and I promise that I will love him and cherish him for my whole
life... please lord spare him, please... Amen'"
	I stopped breathing again
	"After that you started breathing on your own until the ambulance
arrived." Ian said "they managed to stop the bleeding enough for you to be
transported here and after several surgeries you're back with us..."
	My mind processed everything he was saying and I just held his hand
and smiled.
	"Dusty?" he asked
	"It's alright... I'm not leaving you... not today" I closed my eyes
	"You mean... you'll..." he asked
	"I'll be your boyfriend, if you're strong enough to have me" I said
	Just at that perfect moment mom woke from her slumber and shrieked
	"Baby you're okay!" she got up and hugged me fiercely which hurt
but I didn't care it felt so good to be alive.
	"It's okay mom" I said "I'm alright"
	She pulled away from me and looked me in the eyes
	"I got to call your father" she kissed me on the cheek and darted
out the door
	"I'm tired Ian" I yawned
	"Get some rest" Ian said holding my hand
	"Don't... don't leave alright?" I asked
	Ian smiled at me with his gorgeous blue eyes and smiled at me
	"They'll have to drag me bodily from the room... Promise." Ian said
and with his promise barely finished my eyes closed and I drifted off to
sleep.
	I woke up the next morning and I felt more alert, thought I was
startled when I felt a shifting around my bed and saw a doctor standing
over me recording the monitors. He had a clipboard in his hand and turned
almost instantly when he saw I was awake.
	He came over and shined a light into my eyes and then putting the
light back into his pocket he asked
	"How are you feeling today?" he asked me
	"I don't know yet..." I said "tired"
	"That's to be expected you've been on extremely high doses of pain
killers and we've had to keep you knocked out for some time now... but the
worst of it's over you're going to be alright." The doctor said
	"How long has it been?" I asked
	"You were brought in on Monday and today is Saturday" the doctor
said glancing at the chart to confirm "you were in very rough shape and we
weren't sure if you were going to make it, the worst was the damage caused
by the intrusion in your rectum"
	My mind snapped to attention and flashes started jumping before my
eyes I saw Corey standing over me kicking me repeated everywhere he
could. I waited as Corey pulled down my pants and took out a dowel from
shop class and he quite forcefully shoved it into my ass.
	Instantly a torrent of blood erupted from my punctured hole and
they resumed kicking me. I was sure I heard some ribs crack.
 	Suddenly I heard a crash behind me... it was Ian
	`It actually happened' I thought... it was real
	"Was it a dowel?" I asked
	"You were awake for that?" the doctor asked
	I nodded figuring I didn't want to explain that I saw it in a
dream. The doctor gave me a squeeze on the shoulder. Leaning down closer
and giving me a kind smile.
	"If anyone ever did that to my husband I'd be upset... that cutie
hasn't left your side all week... he's refused to leave, his father even
came down but he insisted that he remain here saying and I quote `Dad, you
of all people should know that there are more important things than school'
he's a keeper!" the doctor winked and I then realized that my left hand was
still warm and looking down I saw Ian's head curled up at my side. He had
pushed the chair against the bed and looked like he was sleeping very
uncomfortably. My heart melted looking at him.
	"You're gay?" I asked the doctor
	"Yep, proudly married for three years now..." he smiled pulling out
a wallet "these are our two children" I looked down and saw the doctor who
was an older gentlemen with salt and pepper hair next to a man with balding
blond hair. They were smiling holding two children who were obviously
adopted but they looked so happy. For a second I saw a vision of my future
with Ian.
	"They're beautiful" I said causing the doctor to smile
	"I think we might be able to put some food in you, with the damage
back there I want to keep it light, soup and applesauce and the likes, you
must be famished, I'll grab some meals for your mother and your friend
too." The doctor said closing the clipboard giving me a smile and walked
out of the room.
	I tried sitting up but it hurt to move, only now did I realize the
pains in both my sides and my butt. I managed to get myself a little bit
further up without the pain becoming severe and I got a real chance to look
around my room for the first time.
	I was in a private room and I could see the sky from my window and
not the ground so I had to be at least on the second floor or higher, my
mom was gone but Ian was still sleeping in the chair pushed next to the bed
his head was on the bed and he was still snoring softly. Along the back
wall was literally a mountain of flowers and cards. My mind wandered to Ian
sleeping peacefully.
	`He said he loved me' I thought to myself and our words from hours
before seemed like a distant memory to me.
	I watched him sleeping and I thought of his father
	`Hell is reserved for faggots and sinners'
	He's been hiding this all this time... alone...
	"I had another gay friend who went through very much the same thing
as you back at Duke... he never told me" "Yeah what happened to him?" I
asked
	"He committed suicide"
	In that instant I realized the pain I had been feeling was nothing
compared to his. Ian stood alone strong keeping his greatest desires
aside. These strong feelings welled up within me and tears began to leak at
my eyes and I gently placed my hand on top of his head.
	Ian woke instantly and rubbed his eyes looking at me he quickly
became concerned
	"Raven... are you alright... are you in pain... I'll go get the
nurse I..."
	"Ian I'm okay" I said giving him a sad smile holding out my hand
	He didn't appear to be convinced but he didn't leave either.
	"Ian..." I began but I could not think of even how to begin to say
what I needed to say, there were no words, no expression to allow me to say
it... instead my emotions tried and tears started leaking from my eyes.
	"Dustin... Raven... what is it... what's wrong?" Ian asked gently
squeezing my hand and rubbing my arm.
	"I... I..." I stammered
	"You?" Ian asked
	"I don't want to be with you!" I spit out and a second after I said
it I realized how horribly wrong it sounded `I don't want to be with you
because of the emotional pain it will cause you, the fallout with your dad
and the torture and the harassment you will endure for the rest of your
life, I love you so greatly I want you to be free of me?' would probably of
been better
	The look on Ian's face was like death and he stood there silently
and I realized he had stopped breathing
	"Ian breathe!" I shouted and I saw his face was turning blue
	I yanked his arm which was still holding my hand and he lurched
forward and as he did he steadied himself and took a huge gasping breath
	"You... don't want?" Ian gazed straight into my eyes
	"Ian I love you... I've loved you from the first moment I saw you"
I said
	"But..." Ian asked
	"That's why... Ian, you're popular, you are a great guy, people
like you. If you were to be with me, it'd all go away... your dad, you'd be
disowned... or worse" I said remembering what Colin said to me and Ian
seemed to understand what I was saying "it'd break my heart to do that to
you, I love you the way that you are and it would kill me to put you
through the pain I did... to have you... I want you, but to do that to
you... to me feels selfish"
	Ian stood there processing everything I was saying. The phrase `the
silence was deafening' came to my mind and finally he managed to speak
	"That's possibly the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me, my
whole life" Ian said and trust me that feels like forever"
	"I know it's been hard for you... Mark..." I began to say but Ian
caught up to me
	"I was too young to realize what I was feeling for Mark, he was
older than I was and again I didn't realize my feelings until it was too
late and he was already gone..." Ian said "but you're still here I believe
Jesus saved you because we're supposed to be together, I don't care if you
don't believe but I do, I don't care what my father thinks abo..."
	"How can you say that he's your dad?" I nearly shouted "Family
comes first"
	"I see this is causing you pain and it means a lot to you" Ian said
	I nodded
	"Is there any way we could..." Ian struggled with the word
"negotiate" to avoid you... "Not wanting me?" he asked mimicking my earlier
words
	I really had no idea where he was going with this.
	"Okay" I agreed
	"We don't tell anyone, not my dad not yours not anybody... these
feelings are new and strong so let's see where they lead and you and I can
explore our relationship in private... if it comes to a point where we are
ready to `come out of the closet' we can address that at a later time?" Ian
asked
	I didn't like the idea of keeping it a secret but between this and
my option I was willing to agree... on one condition
	"You have to break up with Amanda" I said
	Ian actually smiled
	"I'd never pin you as the jealous ty..."
	"Take it or leav..." I began to interrupt but Ian interrupted me
	"Deal" Ian smiled and leaned in and gave me a sweet gentle kiss on
the lips