Date: Sun, 07 May 2006 09:30:19 +0930
From: Lukas Ashke <aussie-brats@hotmail.com>
Subject: Life Bonded Chapter 2

This is a true Love story between 2 Australian teens. All the characters
are real but names have been changed as with the locations. The only 2
names that remain the same are the 2 principles. Taylor (My Life bonded
partner) and myself. Lukas. This is a story about True teen love. There is
no sex at all depicted in this story, so if your looking for some self
gratification. I would advise you to go elsewhere. So, N=E=Way.


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LIFE BONDED  Part 2



Since Tay has a big part in this story. I am allowing him to continue on
while I am lying in the hospital bed unable to do so.

Taylor:

I was just walking in to our meeting room when I spied Thumper waving to
me.  He really hates that nickname I gave him, and I know he is going to
get back at me for that sooner or later, but Lukas is such a wimpy name.
Of course Thumper is not much better, but when he gets excited like he
was right then, without knowing it, his left leg and foot plays a tattoo
on the floor.  He is not the nervous type, just has way too much
adrenalin pumping through his veins.  Had to be all that chocolate and
cola he was always consuming.

Almost everyone was there, even thou the weather outside was not decent
for wombats or joeys.  I took my poncho off and hung it in its proper
place.  Ralph had not shown up, but he has the furthest to travel.  Again
I glanced over towards Lukas.  I thought it must be the lighting. We have
to make a project of changing all these fixtures in our meeting room.
It's always so gloomy in there.  But that wasn't it.  Lukas looked
really pale and not himself.  I quickened my pace towards him but before
I could take another step, Lukas' eyes rolled up into his head and he
collapsed.

NO!  My world came to an abrupt halt right before my eyes.  I could not
move a muscle, it was like I was stuck in concrete or thick mud.  In
total horror I watched as my best mate, my reason for living, fell
silently to the floor and lay in a crumpled heap.  I was a meter away and
I was helpless, I fell to my knees and tears dripped from my eyes.  It
was like I was paralyzed as I watched others leap into action, ringing
the clinic and making my Lukas comfortable.  I was just a worthless piece
of human flesh.  The boy that I loved, the boy I wanted to spend the rest
of my life with, was lying on the cold floor as I knelt helplessly just
an arms length away.

We had grown so close over the last few months.  I'll never forget the
first time I saw him.  Mum thought it would be a neat idea to get me
involved in a boy's activity here in our new home.  Da was offered a
better position with his firm a few months ago but we had to relocate.
Not very far, he told my sister and me.  I was thinking the North Island
but it turned out to be a little further than that.  West we went, right
away from New Zealand and onto a new continent.  I was no longer going to
be a Kiwi, but an Aussie.  Cor!

Mum brought me to the church where the scout meeting was being held.  She
had read in the church bulletin that they were seeking new members, so
whether I liked it or not, I was dragged over there.  We entered the
church basement and into a large open area where a number of boys of all
ages were running around and generally making heaps of noise.

Mum took my hand (Aw Mum!) and we walked over to an adult who seemed to
be in charge, she introduced herself and then me.

"Mr. Brooks, this is my young son Taylor.  We recently moved from New
Zealand to Australia for my husband's employment."  My Mum related.

"Yes," Mr. Brooks replied, "I can tell by your accent that you're not
from around here.  Welcome Taylor.  Do you like the out of doors?"  I
nodded my head in agreement.  "Well, then you're going to just love our
program. We spend more time outside then we do in any building.  Tonight
is different because of our recruitment drive."

Mr. Brooks rubbed his chin and looked around the hall as if deciding the
fate of the entire world, and not just one 11 year old boy.  "Ah! Just
the thing. LUKAS!!!"  He bellowed, and I turned towards the direction
that he was shouting.  Suddenly I was dumb-struck!  My mouth dropped open
and I just forgot to breathe.  I didn't breathe for so long, my lungs
hurt and I grew dizzy.

This beautiful blond headed boy with deep blue eyes was running towards
me and grinning like he had just won the championship.  I was totally
speechless.  He came to a screeching halt in front of Mr. Brooks and
leaned into him as Mr. Brooks spoke a few words into his ear.  If this
boy's grin could have gotten any bigger, it would have.  He turned to me
and extended his hand.

"G'Day Mate.  Welcome to the troop, and welcome to our patrol.  My
name's Lukas. I'm here to help you find your way around.  You'll be
teamed up with me."

I had never before felt any attraction to boys, or girls for that
matter.  I was only 11.  Cor!  But when I took Lukas' hand to shake,
something strange and wonderful came over me and traveled up my arm and
went right to my head.  A tingly sensation.  Something was very special
about this Lukas, and it made me feel so strange inside.  I felt like I
was a million kilometers from earth.

I don't know how long we stood like that.  Hand in hand and staring into
each others eyes, but eventually I came back to earth and realized
that we had been standing there shaking hands for...how long?  A minute?
 An hour?  Truth be known, at that exact moment I had no idea what was
going on, only that something very special was happening between the two
of us and that it was just so good!  As we held each other's hand in a
firm grasp, the thought of anything other than complete friendship never
entered my mind.  What I did know at that moment, was that my association
with this wonderful blond boy was definitely for life.



Now my Lukas was taken from me, ripped from my being, torn from my soul
as if I no longer mattered.  He just collapsed right there in front of me
as if he were a raggedy doll and no one was holding him up.  After all
was done and they left with my Lukas, I still knelt there on the cold
floor, still unable to move a muscle because I still could not believe my
eyes.

I heard voices trying to soothe me, make me feel better, ease the pain
that was welling up in my heart.  I was going to loose my Lukas, I just
knew it.  I knew I had to be with him.  I had to make him know just
somehow that I was there for him.  I would not leave his side no matter
what happened.  He needed me as much as I needed him.

I got to my feet after a moment and with help from some mates I was taken
to a bench along the wall to rest a little more comfortably.  But NO! How
could I be comfortable while my Lukas was suffering.  I knew it.  I saw
the pain in his face as he fell to the floor.  I felt it in the very core
of my being as he lay there very very still.  He was suffering and all
alone, I just had to be there for him.

I felt another familiar hand upon my shoulder and a voice I knew from my
birth. It was Mum and as I looked up I could see the concern in her face
as she tried to speak to me, but like the others, all I heard was a
scrambled bunch of sounds that had no meaning to me.

"OUCH!" I screamed as a needle was jabbed into my left arm, I quickly
turned to see a nice looking young man in a green jumper withdraw his
hand that was holding a syringe.

"He'll be all right Mum.  I think he is just in a bit of a shock. This
will let him sleep it off tonight."  The tech med said.

My mum smiled and thanked the young man.  I felt at peace now and my Mum
easily lead me to the Anglia and I got into the rear seat.  That was the
last thing I remembered that night.

I woke up next morning well rested but confused, like I had a bad dream
that was not quite in focus.  As I stared out my bedroom window, my mind
started to clear and I began to focus on what was really in my heart.

"LUKAS!" I screamed.  The events of last evening became crystal clear
now.  My Lukas.  The boy I worshiped and loved from afar was lying
somewhere in the city in a hospital alone and helpless. I needed to get
to him.  I needed to tell him my deepest, darkest secret. He had to know.
He had too.

I jumped out of bed and ran to the kitchen where my Mum and Da where
preparing for their day.  Mum was at the range and Da was in his favorite
spot with his cuppa and the newsprint.  They both turned as I ran into
the room. Something I never do that early in the morning.  Any morning.

"Taylor. What is with you? Stop the running about and calm yourself" my
Da said to me.

"Mum, Da.  I have to get the hospital.  I have to see Lukas, he needs
me."  I said between sobs.  I was shaking uncontrollably as I stood
there, I was just so upset.

"Listen Sprite," (That's my Mum's pet name for me.  God, if Lukas ever
found out^ÅLUKAS!)

"Mum, I have to go see him.  I have to see if he's all right.  Please
Mum!"  I begged.

"Taylor, you know you're not family and what does that boy mean to you
anyway?"  My da asked me with a funny look.

I looked from one to the other with pleading eyes, the tears were falling
as if someone left the taps full open.  My Mum looked at me strangely but
finally relented.

"Understand Sprite, I will drop you off at the hospital on my way to my
job, but you are to get right off to school as soon as you find out about
your mate.  You hear me?"  With hands on hips she spoke those words but I
only heard half of them.  As soon as I heard her say she would take me, I
was in my room getting dressed.

I took my book bag but I had no intentions of going to school.  Of course
I did not tell anyone my plans, but that was another matter that needed
tending later. Lukas was my only concern now.

15 minutes later with my bmx in the back of the Rover I was headed into
the heart of Ceduna and to Saint Anne's Hospital.

As Mum drove away I locked my bmx in the bike-park and headed indoors for
the information desk.  I walked over to the desk and asked this
grandmotherly type if she had any information on my Lukas.  She checked
her charts as I looked at her sadly.  She asked who I was to Lukas?  I
told her I was his brother from boarding school and just now got off the
public transport and needed to see him.  She told me he was still in the
emergency area and that I had better hurry up if I wanted to say goodbye.

GOODBYE!  I knocked down heaps of people as I exited the main area and
rushed to the back of the building.  "GOODBYE?"  I had to hurry if I
wanted to say  "Good-bye?"  No!  Not my Lukas.  NO!  NO!  NO!

I do not remember opening any doors, but as I heard no glass breaking I
felt safe.  I did not even stop at the desk and rushed through another
set of doors.  It was a large room with heaps of beds, some screened in,
most not.  As I was looking around trying to figure out whose was whose,
I saw a priest come out of one and I saw Lukas lying there in bed.

I rushed past the priest and up to the hospital bed.  I stared at my
Lukas.  He was pale and looked very small there in the bed.  He had wires
and tubes running all around and into him, and the one thing I noticed
right off.  A wet spot on his forehead.  It did not look like water, it
looked like...oil?  Holy oil.  My Lukas was given Last Rites. That's
what the priest was doing there.  Preparing Lukas for his death.

I lost my mind, right then and there.  I climbed up on the bed and I
grabbed Lukas's hand.  Tears were flowing out of my eyes un-checked, I
would not let go of Lukas' hands to bother wiping my eyes clear.

"Lukas! You can not.  You can not do this Lukas!"  I cried.  "You are not
going to die.  Not now, not never.  Do you hear me?"

I felt hands on my shoulders trying to pull me away from the prone and
silent body.  A silent body that was once a smiling and laughing mate I
called my love.

I shrugged off the hands and got real close to Lukas' head and I
whispered into his ear, so only he could hear.

"Lukas.  I love you dearly mate.  I will always now and forever be here
for you.  I can not live without you so you had better live for me.
Please Lukas...for me."  With that I leaned closer and kissed him on his
cheek.

Finally I was dragged off the bed and turned to face the person. It was
Lukas' da with his mum right behind.

"I'm sorry," I said, "but I just had to come."  With that said, I turned
to face Lukas and placed my hands on the railing as I bent my head in
fervent prayer. That day I prayed and made promises to God, promises I
fully intended to keep, as long as he granted me my one prayer's
request.