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    Dorian called me into his office and was promptly pulled away from his desk as soon as I sat down. Dorian’s office was like most of the other offices in The Academy, probably like all the offices of every Venatori anywhere. The large almond tube monitor, from way back in the 90s, sat on top of the almond-colored CPU box. The antique rattled away with loud fans. The keyboard was missing printed letters from overuse. Dorian’s whole office was sparse, nothing on the walls, not even a picture on his desk. It was bland.

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  • All Day in Bed

    I sat unmoving while Alex cleaned up the dripped ice cream and syrup on the floor in our bedroom. I felt him more than saw him. I knew from the connections we shared he was concerned particularly when I didn’t move. But moving might mean crying, and I was doing my damned hardest not to make it about me. I just needed a few moments. And Alex understood. He hadn’t said anything, he just went about his things and when he came back he bounced on the bed and grabbed the back of my shirt and pulled me towards him.

    It was more automatic than anything as I curled up with my back to the love of my life and he curled around me. The time stretched on and Alex pressed a gentle kiss to the back of my neck, “I could stay lie this all day, but you can’t be comfortable.”

    I smiled. “I’m good, better with you around me.”

    “Good.” he sighed, “But I’m bored, I now you are against the whole TV in our bedroom, but…” He let the sentence trail off. “I’d suggest some more sex, but I think you aren’t up for it right now.”

    I shrugged, “I’m sorry.”

    Alex pressed another kiss to my neck, “Don’t be, we can’t be all sex all the time, even as much as we both would like it.”

    “Dorian bought a TV, it’s in the closet.”

    “And you didn’t let me know.” Alex got up in a hurry and headed into the closet.

    “He said it was an early birthday present for you.”

    “For me?” Alex said dragging it out of the closet. “And you kept it hidden.”

    “No. you just don’t pay attention.” I grinned as I sat up and watched Alex unbox his new toy. The guitar sat down quietly at the end of the bed and I felt a stab of guilt wash through me, it hadn’t gone as planned at all.”

    Alex sighed, “It’s okay Nox. Home alone with you is perfect. Best Birthday ever.”

    “You said that last year.”

    “It was until this one.” He looked back at me with a grin, “And next year will be better than this year, even if you do jack shit for it. Nox. I get to spend it with you. And that is more than I could ask for. I don’t mind my birthday so much as long as I have you to spend it with.”

    “You are worth worshipping.”

    Alex chuckled. “I’m not but, thank you.”

    I rolled over and sat up. “You are to me.”

    Alex shook his head, “You are some weirdo anyway.”

    I stuck my tongue at him and he replied in kind. We were childish sometimes. The kids thought it was funny. There was one plus to being me. I was a pretty good handy man. Mostly because I could do the work of three or four men, all from across the room. Alex was fumbling through the box while I put holes in the wall in the exact pattern we needed, and found the studs the first time. I didn’t need to see as I put t he TV on the wall and Alex took a step back and frowned, “I could do this.”

    “I know but if I do it the sooner you can get back in bed with me.”

    Alex turned around and gawked. “Who says I want to spend my birthday in bed with you?” There was a mischeiveous glint in his eyes. He wanted me to persuade him.

    “I could make it worth your while.”

    “Oh can you?” He said as he crawled up the foot of the bed over the top of me and forced me on to my back. The TV was hung safely on the wall and I let the power drop around me. Alex’s body was inches above mine, fully clothed and we were ready for a day we weren’t having. Alex chuckled, “You are wearing just the perfect amount of clothes.” He looked down the length of our bodies and smiled before he met my gaze again. “But I think I’d rather have you naked. Can you do that?”

    “Lock the door.” I nodded.

    Alex got up from the bed leaving me wanting and needing his body heat, but I lifted my hips off the bed and shucked my boxers. I didn’t sleep naked, it was a thing I had but this wasn’t about sleep and with the door locked my anxiety was lessened. The kids weren’t going to walk in on us doing something naughty or even nothing at all while I lay her naked.

    Alex shucked everything but his boxer breifs. I could see his buldge which made me shudder and my own cock jump.

    Alex grabbed the remote and pulled the blankets down as he crawled in bed. He covered me up and them himself. Turned the TV on and it magically worked. The great thing about smart TV’s these days was all you really had to do was hook it up to the wifi and you had tv to watch. Alex curled around me as he flipped through our choices and when he settled on a romantic comedy he put the remote down and then wrapped his arms around me, “At least try to watch it.” He whispered as he shifted so his body was pressed tightly against mine. His hands wandered, but never too far, never to the point where I would be completely distracted from the movie. Though I did wish he would have, that would have be good too, but there was plenty of time for naked fun – we had almost all day.

  • Gift of Music

    Alex smiled but it wasn’t necessarily happy. “You didn’t have to get me anything. We don’t have to do anything special either.” All things I knew but I was going to do anyway. It was the day he was born, the day he came into the world so he could be a big part of my life. It was all about him no matter what he said.

    I pulled the bacon out of the oven, and made Alex a quick plate. “Strawberry ice cream is in the freezer.” I said and slipped off into the bedroom. “I’ll be right back.”

    My head was still in the middle of trying to get around all the things I did wrong this morning. All the things that could have gone better. But one thing about me and Alex was that we were getting through it all. I wasn’t easy to deal with on a regular basis, and Alex lived with me, he slept with me and for whatever constituted for work, we worked together almost eighty percent of the time.

    Alex and I saw a lot of each other. And he got the brunt of my mess. Not only in the physical world, in the dream and in my head. Please stop. came the thought that was not my own. Alex was always hearing me and was especially disheartened by my own self thoughts. But I couldn’t help being me. I tried, I knew I was better than I thought. I knew, but it didn’t help the way it played out in my head. Alex knew, and he tried to get me to do better. But times like today I wanted to shut him out, let him see the happy/fake side just to make the day better.

    Alex walked into our bedroom while I set the guitar on the bed. I’d been hiding it under the bed with a veil so no one would know it was there. Ryan and I had been practicing on a less expensive one so I didn’t ruin it. But Alex was focused on his plate of pancakes bacon and ice cream covered in syrup. “What did you do to the pancakes?” He looked up at me and blinked at the guitar sitting on the bed. “They are better than usual.” He added absently. “What’s that?”

    “What does it look like?” I teased. “I didn’t do anything different.” I added about the pancakes. I flipped open the case and showed Alex the dark wood and the signature of the artist I had no idea who it was. It was legible in the way that signatures were but also in the way of signatures it was really hard to know who had signed it. I picked the guitar up gently by the neck and sat on the edge of the bed since Alex was here. I could at least play it for him though I’d rather he was sitting down to eat and not standing in our bedroom dripping ice cream and syrup on the floor. I tried not to let it bother me as I looked down to set my fingers and started playing.

    The whole thing was just a bunch of memorized patterns, the words included but I’d known them almost from the beginning. But I’d practiced to get it all right. My voice was quiet in the dim light of our bedroom. My eyes were closed and I focused on the words, the finger movements. I sang Stand By Me to the love of my life on his birthday, and focused on nothing but him. The song had more meaning than I could ever put into words. It was a memory I had of Alex of the dream that I’d not realized I hadn’t remembered until this moment. He’d picked me up so many times with his voice. With this song.

    Tears were streaming down my face when I finished the last verse and took a deep breath. Alex plucked the guitar from my hands and sat down next to me. “You learned to play a guitar you were giving me?”

    I shrugged, “I only played it once, Ryan had others in his studio.”

    “Ryan has a studio?”

    I laughed, “Ryan has a lot of things.”

    Alex sat down next to me and wrapped me in his arms and I felt more tears falling. Happy, sad, frustrated it didn’t matter what they were they fell. “One more question?” I nodded and he went on, “The one you recorded, did you play that one too?”

    I nodded with a weak smile. “How long have you been learning?” Alex looked at me in shock.

    “A couple of weeks.”

    “You learned two complete songs in a couple of weeks?”

    I shrugged, “It’s just patterns.”

    “What doesn’t come easy to you.” Alex shook his head and wrapped his arms around me and sighed, “It took me months to learn Stand By Me to play for you.”

    “I’m sorry.” I mumbled. Nothing about the day was going well.

    “I didn’t mean it like that Nox.” Alex sighed. “I’m proud of you. Fuck, I love the whole thing. I love you.”

    “I know. I love you too.” But it didn’t sound like I was happy. The whole fucking day was shot now.

    “No, it’s not.” Alex said out loud. “Let me go clean up the mess in the kitchen and the drips on the floor. You stay here, I’ll be right back.”

    Alex left and I stayed right where I was, my elbows on my knees with my hands hanging between my legs, bent over and taking slow deep breathes. Today wasn’t going to be about Alex now, my head was gone, my body felt broken. I was going to be a mess and that meant that Alex was going to end up taking care of me. I fucking hated myself sometimes.

  • Morning Of

    The whole thing went well. Alex never once questioned where I was. Well not really, he’d joke and make fun of the fact I was keeping things from him, but it was all well and good and it was just teasing. And he stopped when he felt my anxiety even ratched up a little bit. The great thing about sharing that connection with him. He didn’t even have to be in my head to know I was having a rough time. Though I also liked to think that it had to do with how well Alex knew me. Though he didn’t think it was anything like that – because that would mean he was a good boyfriend/husband etc for me, and he still believed we were destined to fail because of him. We’d always have this problem.

    But today was all about Alex. We had joked about not doing anything. But I had the whole day set up to be just me and him. Rider was taking care of the kids. And I had turned my alarm off. So the panic this morning was in full effect, but I had it planned. It was still hard not following my schedule. And kids and Alex made sure that I had to deal with it often enough. But today was planned. Not to the second or the minute, but it was all about Alex today. His birthday. Though we would have time with the family it was Halloween after all, and my brothers were human before supernatural. So was Alex, though he didn’t celebrate either.

    Alex sat straight up when he saw the sun shining through our window. He pushed my shoulder to wake me up, though I’d been awake for the past hour or more just lying in bed taking in the sounds and smell of my love. I gave him a half smile. “I’m okay. It’s your birthday. Happy birthday.” I said rolling over to look at him.

    “What time is it?”

    “Eight.” I said.

    “You stayed in bed for me?”

    I smiled at him. “I turned my alarms off for you. I stayed in bed for me.”

    Alex chuckled and rolled his eyes. “So what else are you changing for me.”

    I shrugged. “Rider’s taking care of the kids.”

    “You put too much on him.” Alex chided me.

    “He’s pack leader.” I shrugged.

    “He’s sixteen.”

    “I know. And it’s not like he is doing it all the time.”

    “Nox..”

    I sighed and rolled over. “Rider offered.” I got out of bed. “I’ll go make breakfast now.” I was a little defeated on my morning sacrifice. I should have just done the usual. It hadn’t been worth it.

    “Nox!” Alex shouted at me.

    I turned around and waited for him to yell at me again. His eyes dropped, “I’m sorry. You shouldn’t change things for me.”

    I shrugged. “I wanted to let you sleep in. That happened.” I turned and walked out of the bedroom in my boxers and not much else. I didn’t really give a fuck at the moment and no one was around anyway, I’d made sure of it. Rider had everything under control. He always did.

    The house was unusually quiet. Rider had done a good job. I threw on my playlist, I had Alex’s mix all cued up and wasn’t really thinking about it when I started it. I started making breakfast. Alex’s favorite. We didn’t have it as often as he’d like, mostly because it involved ice cream. But I planned on spoiling him. And there was no point in not following the plan even if it wasn’t going as planned.

    I was flipping the first pancake when Alex came into the kitchen. “I’m sorry Nox.”

    I shrugged. “Don’t worry about it. Enjoy your birthday. It’s all I ask.”

    Alex shook his head, “I can’t enjoy anything when all I feel is how much I hurt you.”

    I pulled my shields around me and put on a fake smile. All of which made Alex frown. “That’s not what I mean, Nox.”

    I shrugged. “Babe, it’s not about me. I can’t help but feel hurt, and until I deal with it you can still enjoy your birthday.”

    “No. Nox, that’s not how this works.”

    “What do you want me to do?”

    “Talk to me.”

    I laughed, “You don’t like when I talk to you.”

    I was still cooking his pancakes and Alex waited until I had cleared the pancake on the gridle before he took my hands and pulled me away from the kitchen. “Look. I’m an asshole. I didn’t mean to make the Rider comment. He’s feeling stressed out too. Between family and pack he’s feeling the strain.”

    I nodded, “I know. He offered Alex. Quinn was helping him. So was Matt. He offered. We never get any alone time between the fucking city and all the kids we don’t have time for us. He was being a good little brother and helping out. I’m sorry.” I pulled away from Alex and stepped into the kitchen again, just as the song I’d made Alex started playing.

    “Nox come on. I’m trying to apologize here.”

    “There is nothing to apologize for Alex. I’ll remember not to change my schedule for you. I’ll make sure I don’t put things on Rider. I’ll do better.”

    Alex sighed. “Nox.”

    I shook my head. “I’m fine Alex.”

    “You are so fucking not. I can’t feel anything from you.” So I let it go, let the shield go. It was more work than I liked and Alex winced as everything flooded his extra senses. Not only did he get how I felt about the morning alarm being unset, he felt the unease about putting too much on Rider, knowing he was having a hard time of it all, I knew exactly how Rider felt we’d talked about it. Alex also got the sadness of the fact that he was missing the song I’d made for him. He got the burn on my hand when I had accidentally touched the pan I was using and wasn’t paying any attention to it. He got everything and he took a step back. It was overwhelming.

    “You still hid things from me?” Alex frowned.

    “I do not. It’s just all building up right now.” I closed my eyes and fought back the tears. It was Alex’s birthday and I wouldn’t make it about me.

    But it was already too late. Alex was behind me putting his arms around me. “I’m sorry Nox.”

    We stood in the kitchen with Alex holding me like I was broken for several long moments and he laughed, “Play that last song again.”

    “What?” I said.

    “The one that just ended, play it again.”

    I grabbed my phone and pressed the back button and Without you again started playing. Alex’s arms tightened around me. “You singing this?”

    I smirked, “Maybe.”

    Alex let go and spun me around. “Is that what you’ve been doing?”

    “Maybe.” I grinned at him. Though I knew it wasn’t the biggest smile I could have and should have been wearing.

    “Do you want your gift before breakfast?” I sighed, “I intended it to be later with the family, but I’m a little spacy and started it without thinking.”

    “You recorded it?”

    I nodded. “Ryan helped me.”

    “So why?”

    “Do you want your gift?”

  • Week Gone

    Ryan thankfully agreed and we made time everyday to get together and he taught me how to play the guitar. Ryan was surprised by my aptitude with the whole thing. He said he’d never seen anyone learn it as quickly as I did. But what he didn’t know was my ability was doing all the work. It was nothing more than patterns and patterns were my everything. Once he showed me the finger positions, and the strumming patterns I had everything else in hand.

    Ryan was even surprised by the vocals. “He’ll love it.” He said over and over again, with a wink and an all too knowing look.

    But it wasn’t all easy. It was stressful keeping it to myself. The question, where have you been was like a nightmare. Alex asked it but he’d give me a sad smile. I knew he wasn’t angry at me, he knew I was hiding something though, and I felt his concern over it all. At the end of that first week Alex pulled me into our room and wrapped me up in his arms. “Whatever it is that is bothering you you need to let it go, it’s driving you crazy.”

    I sighed. “I hate keeping things from you.”

    He chuckled, “So don’t.”

    I let out a deep huff of air and pulled out of his arms. Or rather, I tried to, he held me tight, tighter than usual, he too was learning a little bit more about his new found powers. He blinked at my thoughts and let me go. “I didn’t mean to….”

    I stepped into him and kissed him softly, “I wasn’t complaining, I was just noticing.”

    “I shouldn’t do it.”

    “I don’t mind Alex.” I grinned at him, “I’m glad you wanted me to stay close to you.”

    “But…”

    “You weren’t forcing me.” I declared with a kiss. “You are Chevalier. You are stronger than I am. It’s good.”

    “Nox.” Alex sighed, “You reassure me and yet you still are bothered by whatever birthday surprise you’ve got cooking.”

    “Who said anything about a birthday surprise.” I grinned playfully at Alex.

    He stuck his tongue at me and I captured it in my mouth. He let me. Our kiss devolved into something more primal and far more carnal and an hour or two later we lay in each other’s arms content in each others presence.

    “So what are your plans for my birthday?” Alex asked trying to catch me off my game.

    “What birthday is that? I thought you didn’t like celebrating.” I grinned up at him, my chin resting on my hands laid across his chest. I tilted my head and kissed the middle of his chest. “It’s a surprise.”

    Alex sighed, “And you wrangled, Quinn and Rider and Ryan into it all?”

    “Quinn found out because she doesn’t stay out of my head. Rider I need to help out while I do things and Ryan found out by coincidence.”

    “I should be jealous with all this time you keep spending with him.”

    I frowned, “You aren’t though are you? He is just a friend.”

    Alex laughed and put his fingers under my chin and I crawled up to meet his lips and laid down on top of him. Our naked bodies pressed against each other in intimate ways sending a groan through my throat making Alex chuckle. “Ryan is the least of my worries. There are vampires who feed on you, and wolves who think you’d make a great mate. Not to mention the fucking Venatori who now want a piece of you to father their children now that you are their leader – not a no one any longer.”

    “Ryan doesn’t like boys either.”

    Alex chuckled, “You know if he ever thought you were interested he’d give it a go for you.”

    “You sound as if you know for a fact.”

    “We’ve talked about living forever. He said he’s tried everything at least once every century except being with another man. But I’d fuck your boy if he weren’t so into you.”

    I blushed and Alex laughed. “The thought of Ryan makes you blush.”

    I shook my head, “No. The thought that I could tempt a boy who’s so very straight into sex with a man is a bit of an ego boost.”

    Alex laughed harded rolling over on top of me and pining me to the bed. He bit my neck before he spoke softly into it, “Pretty boy, you’d be surprised how many men think the same thing about you.”

    “I think I’ll let you keep that secret.” I groaned as Alex played with a sensitive spot he’d found earlier and was making darker with his nips and sucking. If only the marks would stay he’d be happier.

    “I’m plenty happy.” Alex mumbled but hardly moved. It was his favorite spot after all.

    After another round we both pulled our selves out of bed and back to things. It was mostly busy work. Alex was off to help Benji with the new club. Even Max and Drew were helping get things set up. They’d been both offered a job at the new club. Benji and Alex even offered them partial ownership. They were still thinking on it. Though I already knew they would be taking on the challenge, investing a lot more than time. Alex had made friends of some common acquaintances of mine. They had even befriended Jaxen and Blake, playing poker at our place every Sunday night had become a thing. Ant and Ryan and some of Cari’s other herd members joined in. It wasn’t about being supernatural and all magical powers were discouraged, which put Benji and Alex at a disadvantage. They thought they were great poker players, but without their telepathy they really weren’t

    I could hear Alex in my head telling me I was wrong, but I wasn’t. Me on the other hand I didn’t play. I could. I knew how, but I can’t turn off my ability to see patterns. I can turn off the visual senses but not the actual analysis of it. My brain didn’t function any other way. And I always won. It wasn’t much of a challenge. And I preferred to play host and take care of my family and guests. All the kids were invited, sometimes Danny even showed up with Nichole on his hip to play with the kids. That was how I first met Sage’s son, Danny was baby sitting. My best friend was avoiding me. Rather his wife was. But I’d sent gifts and such his way and extended an invitation they were welcome anytime. I wasn’t going to pressure them though.

    I still had a week or so left before Alex’s birthday to master the songs I’d picked. And Alex understood so that was always a plus, though I wish it sitill didn’t drive me nuts.

  • Unexpected Teacher

    Dancing with the class was pretty amazing. Even as the little girls giggled at my mistakes, I had fun. And Angelina made time for me at the end. She congratulated me on my nuptials and was upset that I hadn’t invited her. “We could have taught you and the Mister how to tango.”

    “I can tango.”

    “Can he?”

    “Yes. But he doesn’t dance.”

    “Then how do you know he can tango?”

    “Because he knows how to use his body to manipulate his marks.”

    Angelina’s eyebrow rose. “A con man?”

    “To my private detective, you mean?”

    She rolled her eyes, “I’m not so stupid as you think. Things happen in this world that neither do I want to know about and you won’t tell me. I’ve known you and Dorian Vega far too long to think otherwise.”

    I gave her a simple nod and the subject dropped. “And that guitar instructor?”

    Angelina chuckled. “You might find one here.” She handed me a card, and I frowned at the address. Not only was it in the Night Life building I knew the fucking name on the card. “He’s excellent. He learned from all the greats.”

    “Thanks.” I said hoping she didn’t hear the sarcasm in my voices. Of course, Ryan would have learned to play guitar. And when Angelina said he learned from all the greats, he probably learned from ALL the greats from the past, present and I wouldn’t put it past my fucking friend to learn from the future artists too. Bastard. But Angelina recommended him, and Ryan was my friend, but the problem was he was tied to Ant who was tied to Alex who were both tied to me. This was going to be some fucking secret! I wasn’t sure how that was going to go.

    I texted Ryan. You busy?

    His response was almost immediate Never for you, my King.

    I growled, he did that on purpose. A second text came in shortly afterwards. What’s up? Ryan knew my moods almost better than I did. It helped he was also my therapist and my friend and so much more. I’d relied on Ant, or so I thought, turned out it was Ryan who was doing the most good in my life while I dealt with my loss of Alex. And now that Alex was in my life, Ryan was helping us both through the trials and tribulations that come with any relationship. He wasn’t always in therapy mode, but he was always in friend mode.

    I sent him a reply, Meet for coffee, have a favor to ask.

    Where?

    I sent him the location of a coffee shop that was in vampire territory. Far enough away from all our normal hangouts so Alex couldn’t catch scent of anything going on. Though being in vamp territory was probably a dead give away too. But I had to stay away from our usual haunts if I wanted to keep this a secret. There were ears everywhere and when the love of your fucking life could hear people’s thoughts, it made keeping a secret that much harder.

    I met Ryan a few blocks from the coffee shop. He’d taken the train and I’d walked. He smiled at me with sparkling green eyes. He was ready for trouble. “So what’s up we couldn’t do this at home?” He glanced down at the guitar I held in my hand between us.

    “I bought Alex a guitar for his birthday, but I wanted to learn to play some songs on it for him.”

    Ryan smirked, “He’s going to hate you keeping secrets.”

    “It’s a surprise. Angelina gave me your number said he’s learned from all the greats. And by that I assumed you mean all the greats going back to when the guitar was first created.”

    Ryan laughed, “I’m not that old.”

    “Yes you are.” I rolled my eyes. He smirked. I knew exactly how old he was, he looked young, like sixteen young, but he’d seen more than any other sixteen year old alive. He had PhD’s in psychiatry and other things I never asked about. He was older than dirt and he knew it. He was older than Ant by about 20 years. And younger than Cari by 50 some odd years. Tony was only a handful of years older than Ryan. And they were all pushing over eight hundred years of life.

    We walked into the coffee shop and Ryan made his way to the counter, “I got you.” He said and I found a seat for the two of us in a quiet corner at a table. The place was nice, the coffee was decent and it didn’t cater to the supernatural. Everything here looked perfectly normal and there were no supernatural signatures present except for me and Ryan. Two blips in the normal world. No one here would know what we were planning.

    Ryan came back with my black coffee and his own mega ultra cream filled spiced drink I had no idea what it was. But it was full of empty calories and very little coffee. But when you were in stasis as Chevalier, you couldn’t grow your hair, grow old, women couldn’t have children, but men could do so for as long as their lives preserved on, even tattoos were difficult to get new. It was possible with magicked ink but it wasn’t easy to find you couldn’t just go to any old tattoo parlor.

    “What were you thinking of learning?” Ryan asked.

    “Stand by Me.”

    Ryan grinned. He knew the meaning the song held for both of us, we’d talked about it numerous times. How Alex had played it to me as a kid, and how he used it now to calm my more powerful downward swings. He even used it to calm Hunter. It was a powerful song full of lots of meaning.

    “That’s just for Alex, but I want to surprise him during dinner with a song I’ll record and throw into the mix for his morning birthday breakfast.”

    Ryan chuckled, “You spoil him.”

    “He loves me.” I said as if it answered everything. And for me it did. The mere fact that Alex loved me made me soar. I could get through anything with Alex by myside just being there to catch me when I fell. And I was always bound to fall.

  • Buying a Guitar

    What Rider didn’t know was I actually had a plan. There was a vintage music shop down by the park, in Vampire territory. I’d passed it several times when visiting Armande, and that’s where I planned on checking first. To get an idea of what Alex might like.

    The store was just a little hole in the wall, you’d miss it if you weren’t looking. It was a door and a window for the shop but it was long on the inside. Much like most of the shops on that street. I walked in and the door jingled letting the employees know someone had entered. A wise older man stepped out from behind the counter with an open book held between his fingers, “What can I do to help you?”

    “I’m looking for a guitar for my boyfriend.” Boyfriend wasn’t exactly right, neither was husband. And mate didn’t exactly go well in the human world. Though even that sounded awkward. So boyfriend was the best choice, my love, my life, my light, my Alex.

    “Do you know what he likes to play?”

    I shook my head, “I don’t know if he has a preference. I’m looking for something old and acoustic. Something with a lot of history.” His eyebrows rose and cocked his head at me. “So you aren’t looking for something to play?”

    “Yes, but I want character. I could go out and buy him any random guitar out there, but I want one that can tell a story.”

    He sighed and headed towards the back of the shop. “I don’t know if I have any of that.” We walked in silence through the crowded shop until we came to a bunch of instruments hanging on the wall. “This is all I got.”

    I looked and really didn’t have much knowledge of anything.

    He chuckled, “You don’t know anything do you?”

    I laughed, “Not about music. Put me in front of a kitchen utensils and I could dance circles around you.” I grinned, “Literally.”

    The man chuckled. I continued, “But, I like this one, who’s it signed by?”

    He shook his head. “It was here when I bought the store, no idea.”

    I grinned, “I’ll take that one.” I said running my fingers down the burnt dark mahogany of the instrument. “It tells a story and we’ll have to figure it out.”

    He took the guitar down and nodded, “This is a [Martin Street master, she sounds nice, but is a little out of tune.”

    I nodded, “I can get that fixed.”

    “It’s also a three thousand dollars.” He said and raised his eyebrow in question.

    My mouth fell, how fucking much? I glanced down at the watch on my wrist, sure it held a tracker, but it hadn’t been cheap. And it wasn’t about the money. But the thought of using Alex’s credit card made me cringe. Though I did pull it out, and handed it to the man. It wasn’t Alex’s money, it was mine, but still I rarely used it, Alex had given it to me as a ‘just in case’. I remembered asking him in case of what?

    Alex had only shrugged, I don’t know just in case.

    This probably wasn’t something he had anticipated.

    The man rang up the guitar, placed it gently in it’s case. “Where you off to next?”

    “To a music store to tune and find lessons.” I said absently as I stepped out the door. Carrying the case by it’s handle I wrapped it in a bubble of air so not to jostle it. Three fucking thousand dollars was a lot to get damaged by people walking by carelessly. Or god forbid I dropped it.

    I wasn’t actually doing exactly what I’d said to the guy at the store. I was actually going to visit Angelina and see if she had anyone in mind to teach me guitar. I trusted her more than I trusted anyone else to recommend me a new instructor.

    It wasn’t a far walk to Angelina’s Studio. She likely had a class and I would have to wait, but that was alright. I enjoyed watching the kids and other students practicing and learning new steps.

    The studio was bustling with a bunch of kids. I sat down with the waiting parents and waited for Angelina to be done. She noticed me and smiled and gave me a beckoning wave. I gave her a smile and stood up, slipped off my shoes and walked out on to the floor. She grinned at me, those bright brown eyes taking in my movement. “Still remember the rules.”

    I nodded, “Of course.”

    She gave me a hug and then addressed the class of giggling girls. “Class, I’d like to introduce you to one of my favorite students of yore.” Her Spanish accent was heavy, and I did miss it. “How would you like for him to join us?”

    The girls all giggled, “But he’s a boy.”

    I chuckled. “I am but I could dance circles around the lot of you.”

    Angelina laughed, “Do you remember the Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy?” She asked simply.

    I nodded. “I think I can remember it. Been a while since I’ve done any real ballet.”

    All the girls giggled again. “Afterwards, we can have a chat?” I asked Angelina.

    “Of course darling.” She said and gave me a kiss on my cheek. “Places everyone.”

    I took my place in the front of the class, so all the giggling girls could watch me fail. It was part of the point of it all. Angelina waved her hand, and the music started and we were all off to a good start. Thankfully, I had Angelina in front of me so that I could follow along. I had always been a good follower. I wished Alex would dance with me more, but I didn’t ask him to put himself in that kind of misery often. I’d hurt him with carless words in a dream and it still stung thinking about it.

  • Happy Halloween

    But more importantly today is Alex’s Birthday. In 2019 he’ll be 29. He’s almost 30… dude, we are getting old!

    What are we going to say when we are 300? What will the world be like then? Too far to think about and way to depressing too.

    AJ has a story in progress for Alex’s birthday but I’ve not been cooperating, between migraines and being stuck in a different me for a few weeks her writing has slumped. And NaNo starts tomorrow and she’s gearing up for Game Off trying to anyway. We’ll see how that goes.

    My world revolves around you Alex. You may think everything around me takes precedence, but that’s only because it’s important, I do it all for you, so we can live a life we were meant to. I’m sorry it sucks, and our life is in danger all the time, but I’m glad I have you to share it with me.

    Here is the start to Alex’s birthday this year:


    Top Last year

    How does one top last year’s birthday present when you went pretty extravagant the first time? Actually it’s pretty easy, but this time it wasn’t just going to be a simple bit of planning. No, this year I’d have to sneak around, hide things from Alex for a long period of time. I knew how to dance. I knew how to cook. I could draw fairly well. But I never really played any music before. And for Alex music was a big part of his growing up.

    It was a side line – a money maker. It reminded him of him mom. The guitar he owned was hers. Much like the leather jacket he liked to wear – the one that smelled perfectly like Alex. This years birthday present would be two fold – buy a new guitar for Alex, and learn how to play one song that I would record and even try to sing, though I wasn’t sure about that part, to play at a strategic moment in Alex’s birthday dinner as his present was revealed to him. At least that was the plan and we all know how plans go. It was always busy around here so I hoped that with Rider’s help I could make this work. The only thing I had to do was NOT think about it until his birthday. That was going to be hard.

    Rider was curled up on the couch with Fae and Quinn. Those two seemed to flock to their Alpha with little more prompting. I don’t know if Rider felt the need to protect them and his ‘call’ was too strong to resist or if they just did it out of instinct.

    Quinn spoke softly as she always did, “I’m not a wolf, I don’t have a wolf instinct. You think way too loud Nox.”

    I sighed, “Don’t tell your dad.”

    She turned around and looked at me and smiled, “I would never. I can help.”

    “It’ll be weird if you were in my head, Quinn, your dad would know something is up.”

    She sighed, but I sat down next to her and smiled wrapping my arm around her shoulders and she leaned into me. “But I appreciate the offer.”

    Quinn didn’t call me Dad like the rest of the kids, it felt awkward to her. So I never pushed it. She wasn’t my kid and she called Alex Dad more often than not so that was progress. My kids on the other hand all called Alex Da. They dropped the second d in order to distinguish between the two. Laker said it was a thing they saw on TV – a British show or something. Fae and Drake fell into the Dad/Da category my brothers thankfully didn’t which included Matt. Matt wasn’t officially my kid, or our kid, he was ours by marriage sorta. Though the boys were only sixteen Laker and Matt had found what everyone else wanted now instead of years later. Soul mates? Maybe, I think it was need. Matt needed us, and Laker needed to find love to accept himself. It was hard being a twin, and following in your twins shadow. Laker needed Matt. And we all loved Matt. It was really a win win all around.

    “What song are you going to learn?” Rider asked.

    I bopped Quinn on the head, “You weren’t supposed to tell anyone.”

    “It’s Rider. You were going to ask him to help you anyway.”

    I growled playfully at the pair. There was a growing connection, and I had a feeling it wasn’t just the Alpha bond.” I wasn’t sure how Alex would feel about that.

    Quinn pushed me away, “Ewwww.”

    I laughed, she was only ten after all. Still a few years before she even started liking boys.

    “You are so gross.” She stood up and stomped away.

    I shifted over to the boys taking Quinn’s vacated spot and Faelen leaned into me instead of Rider. Rider giggled, “I’m still not the big Alpha on the block with you around.”

    I shrugged, “Sorry.”

    He smiled, “It’s alright. I don’t mind playing second fiddle to you, my King.” My eyebrow rose and Rider just laughed. “Fair play.”

    I sighed, “Fine. I’m gonna go learn how to play guitar you can cover for me while I’m doing that? I’ll let you know which appointment block it is.”

    Rider nodded, “Alex is either going to hate you or love you. And I don’t know which.”

    “I think he’ll like it. You don’t?”

    “No I think he will like it, I just think he’s gonna hate all this sneaking around. He knows you too well. We all do. Fucking open book remember. You can’t hide anything.”

    “I can too.” I pouted.

    Rider laughed, “So what song?”

    I shrugged, I dunno I was hoping the instructor would be able to help me pick one.

    “Good luck. I’ll do my best but I’m not a good liar.”

    “Don’t lie.” I smiled and patted my brother on the head. Faelen shifted back to Rider as I stood up. “I have a guitar to go buy.”

    “Like you know what to look for.”

    I smiled at him, “I’m not an idiot.”

    “Yes you are.” Rider called after me.

  • Bright Theory

    Today’s post is brought to you by AJ’s Rory’s Cubes: a lightbulb, shadow monster and a book thusly titled Bright Theory.

    This is not cannon.


    Hunter was afraid of the dark, and for good reason. His nightmares rivaled my own, and the problem was they usually came true. The darkness closed in on us as the sun dropped and Hunter clung to me more so than usual. A dream had woken him from sleep last night. Sweat and terror poured off of him like he’d been drowning in it for hours. And he likely was. He refused to talk about it, the memory still fresh in his head.

    My son had taken to drawing his dreams much like I had for therapeutic reasons, and he and I flipped through the dreams finding the next clean page to sketch out his dream he’d woken from even though night hadn’t fallen again. Such was the thing of his nightmares.

    Everyone else was watching TV in the media room, it was just myself and my son curled up in his bed with his notebook, the dim light of a night stand light and the shadows on the walls.

    With a wave of his hand he formed a black stick of charcoal and sketched out the images from his nightmare. His notebooks were full of color and detail and he’d taken an interest in art classes, so we had enrolled him in an art class at his new school. And we’d continue for as long as he was interested. He chose various mediums but always reverted to the charcoal and paper in his nightly journal. The smears and the reverse images were all part of the experience he used to get from one moment to the next. His routine, much like mine was a necessity for healing.

    The others really didn’t understand the bright theory he’d come up with. The dim lights, the black smudges, were all part of his mind. He drew what he saw like he was living it again. But this time he had control. Control of his self, his emotions and his actions. He wasn’t just a bystander. He processed the images twice. The trauma radiating through his body again as he sketched. I said nothing just watched as my son went through the motions. He took comfort in my presence. He gave me a soft smile when he looked over at me curled around him protectively.

    “Alex sometimes sings to me.” Hunter whispered into the darkness, “He doesn’t like the quiet like you do.”

    I chuckled, “What’s he sing?”

    “Stand by me.” Hunter said with a smile.

    “He sings that to me too.” Which made Hunter’s smile widen. My kids loved Alex, we all did, but it made me happy to see that they loved him as much as me, sometimes they loved him more than me. He was the fun parent. He didn’t make them eat their vegetables or go to bed on time. But he had this way of making them do what he wanted, and if I hadn’t known better I would say he manipulated them, but his tactics were no fun later if you didn’t listen now. He didn’t use his gift to manipulate the kids. He could, and he helped myself and Hunter get through particularly hard moments with a thought. Sometimes just knowing you weren’t alone in your head helped.

    My kids would never feel the loneliness I felt as a child. They would always be loved. Always and forever.

  • Last High School Post

    Yesterday was AJ’s last post for the highschool story that was written.  So today you will likely just get me rambling on about it.  AJ’s working on my gift to Alex for his birthday which is in 4 days.  So we’ve a bit of work to do, as soon as AJ gets that going further we’ll start posting it.  And in November we’ll hopefully post more of the High School AU.  Hopefully.

    You might also get some world lore stuff that AJ is working on.  But we’ll see how that goes.

    Right now AJ is in First Age mode, as the site picked up as it does right before every NaNoWriMo.  It’s like clockwork lol.  So there’s been a bit of scrabbling to stay caught up with those and write.  So we’ll see where we go this week.

    Wish us all luck and for those of you taking on NaNo this friday we wish you a good luck too!

  • HSAU: Just Us Guys Part 1

    Alex

    I didn’t expected to be going so soon, Nox caught me texting Max in the middle of a conversation. So as we walked I tried to finish that up.

    “Max doesn’t want to go?” he asked. He wasn’t looking at me but staring a head.

    How’d you guess?”

    “Does he want to spend the night?”

    “He does, but he thinks that me alone is going to be too much.”

    “You can tell him I’m going too but not to tell my Dad.”

    “I did. Now he doesn’t want to lie to your parents.”

    “I’ll go with you.”

    “What?” I asked and stopped in the middle of the sidewalk staring at him dumbfounded.

    “I’ll go with you to get him. So he’ll know he’s not lying.”

    “You’ll go home even though your dad might try to stop you.”

    “What’s he gonna do physically restrain me?”

    “Yeah, he might. Max says he’s furious with you.”

    “I don’t just lift weights for the look of it.” He said and kept walking. “I can handle my dad.”

    That’s what I was afraid of. Nox handling his dad and someone getting hurt. But he had a stubborn set to his jaw that I knew well. I wore it all too often myself. I don’t think his father truly appreciates the man he was raising. Nox wasn’t a little boy. He was ready to do this without anyone, imagine if he had people in his corner willing to stand up for him too. That’s what his dad should be doing but instead he’s afraid because his son likes boys.

    Nox didn’t hesitate opening his front gate, and not again when he pushed open the front door. Max was standing at the foot of the stairs with a duffle bag. “Let’s go.” He said quicky taking two steps before the floor boards creaked and Mr. Durante stuck his head out of his office. He glared at Nox and Nox just walked up to Max took his bag and then headed for the door.

    It was all rather uneventful except Max called out, “I’ll be back Sunday night. Unless you think…”

    Mr. Durante growled, “Be home before dinner on Sunday. The Kennedy’s don’t have room for the three of you full time.”

    Nox stopped in the doorway and turned back to look at his father. Mr. Durante continued, “You think the Kennedy’s wouldn’t tell me you were staying with them. It’s a small community Nox. There is no place I don’t know where you will be.”

    It sounded so much like a threat and Nox took it as such turning his back on his arrogant father and walked out the door. I had a feeling that it was going to be the last time he ever stepped foot through the front door. The set in his stride, the speed in which he walked away from the house. Max and I took it slower, Nox was two blocks ahead of us before he stopped and waited.

    “He’s angry.” Max said. “You sure you want me around?”

    “Absolutely.” I said. “He doesn’t want to feel like he’s taking advantage of our generosity. I want you to show him it’s alright.”

    Max laughed, “He won’t ever feel like I do Alex.”

    “You been talking to Drew too?”

    “Mrs. Durante actually, she’s real nice. She told me how him and Lucy came to be with them. Lucy on the other hand doesn’t remember.”

    I chuckled, “Haven’t you figured out that’s all an act?”

    Max looked at me with a grin, “I like that she pretends, it makes me look smart.”

    “You are smart.” Nox said as we walked past him. “You just need extra time.”

    “Like years.” Max joked.

    Nox shrugged, “Lucy and I will help.” He said and then was silent for a few blocks before he asked, “What kinda music does your dad play?”

    Max chimed in, “Mostly country, but he’s old school acoustic and it’s epic. He has a great voice. He was in a band back in the day, could have made it big but they had Alex instead.”

    I hated the reminder that my dad gave up his dream so he could raise me. Nox smiled, “Well maybe there will be a scout at the cafe tonight who is looking for the next big thing.”

    Max laughed, “Wouldn’t that be cool. But who is going to be looking in this small town for the next big thing.”

    Nox shrugged, “It’s happened before. Sports teams do it all the time.”

    “Recording records executives don’t come to small towns.”

    Nox grinned, “No but who needs an exec to see it. Just millions of other people. Have you ever recorded him and stuck him up on the web?”

    “He’d die of embarrassment if I did that.”

    “Really?” Nox laughed, “Like he’d ever know.”

    Max smiled, “He’d know. He knows everything. I remember when we were little and he’d always know where to come find us even if it was someplace new we were hiding.”

    “I’m gonna have to agree with Max. My dad always seems to know when I do something he doesn’t approve of.”

    Nox tried to hide his smile. I could see him bitting his bottom lip trying not to say something, “What?”

    He looked at me with those big brown eyes full of emotion. He shrugged, “You do things he doesn’t approve of often?”

    I stuck my tongue out at him and I saw a reaction I didn’t expect. He shivered and I wished I knew what was running through his head. But we were at my house, and my mother was sitting outside on the porch waiting for us. “Before you get angry.”

    “Unless Mr. Durante is hiding in the house, I think we are okay.” I said.

    “I had to tell him. I’d be upset if someone knew where my son was and didn’t tell me.”

    Nox gave my mother a pleasant smile, “It’s alright, Mrs. Kennedy. He would have found out anyway. I won’t be here long.”

    Mom walked towards us and took Max’s bag from Nox and helped Max up the stairs, “You know where everything is Max. Make yourself at home.” Max did just that, but she turned her attention on to Nox, “And you have someplace better to be?” She said putting her arm around his waist and ushered him into the house. it seemed she was going to dote on both of them and ignore me completely. Very typical.

  • HSAU: Friday Night Part 5

    Nox

    Dinner was almost ready when the door opened unexpectedly. It was unusual for anyone to come from the shelter area before dinner. I looked up to see a pair of blue eyes I had hoped not to see until tomorrow. But he was probably just as stubborn as I was if not more from the looks of it. “Hey.” I said.

    “You ran away.”

    I shrugged, “Not the first time.”

    “Everyone’s worried.”

    I laughed, “I doubt they even know I’m gone yet.”

    Alex looked at his watch and sighed, “Yeah, Lucy said she’d give me an hour.”

    “Unless Ry saw me leave it could be longer. But my Dad will ignorantly call everyone I know before he comes here. He always thinks I’m past this place.”

    “But it’s where you go when you feel scared. I get it.” Alex reassured me, “But I think you need to come home with me.”

    “I’m not going home – not again. I can’t live under his roof and lie to who I am anymore. I tried.”

    “I don’t mean your home. I meant mine. My mom and dad said you can stay for as long as you’d like.”

    “I can’t mooch off of you and your family no matter how generous they are.”

    Alex smirked, “Then at least for a few nights until we can figure something else out. Do you even have a plan?”

    I shook my head and shrugged. “I just needed to get away from there.”

    “Well, after you finish here you are coming home with me.” It was a demand. It was in his tone, and in his body language. He’d drag me kicking and screaming if I didn’t leave with him. Something about it made me shiver, and I gave a slight nod. I pulled the locker key out of my pocket and placed it on top of the glass barrier. “This will make sure I agree to go with you after dinner, so I don’t change my mind.”

    Alex scooped it up and smiled. “And after we get home, I’ll go get Max while you wait at Drew’s and then we’ll go see my Dad play like you promised to do and then you and Max can spend the weekend at my house.”

    “Are you putting Max as a barrier between us?” I asked with a disappointed grin.

    “Yes, and no.” He smiled “Max will indeed make sure we behave, but it’s also so you don’t feel like you are mooching off of us. Give you a few more days. So it’ll be a few guys hanging out on the weekend, and then when school starts you can be all I don’t want to be here.”

    I smirked, “Okay. I can deal with that.” Alex nodded, “Good.” He stepped away from the counter, and pushed the door open he’d come in through, “I’m gonna go find your things and claim a spot until you finish.”

    I watched Alex leave and Suzie came over to me with a grin. “He’s cute.”

    I nodded, “He is.”

    “He seems to like you.”

    I grinned, “He does. And I like him.”

    “I was surprised you agreed so easily. You never agree when it’s Luc or one of your brothers.”

    “That’s different.” I said. “I don’t want to go home then. But he’s not taking me to my home”

    “He’s taking you home with him.” She smirked, “I think he has an angle.”

    “I’m okay with that. Even if it’s just for a night or two.” I said.

    Kim came in pushing the door open so that it would stay open. “You leaving us Nox?”

    Suzie laughed, “He’s going home with some guy.”

    “He is kinda cute.”

    “I know.” I smiled wiping my hands off on the rag. “You need me?”

    Kim shook her head, “We are good. The others will be here soon I don’t expect the early rush to be heavy.”

    “Okay.” I said. “Thanks for everything.”

    “We are always here Nox.” Kim said as she wrapped her arms around me in a hug. “I’ll tell your Dad I saw you, but have no idea where you went.”

    “Don’t tell him I went anywhere with a blue eyed boy, he’ll know for sure where I’m at. And I’m not ready to deal with him.”

    “I don’t know if I can lie like that.” Kim said.

    “I know. Just don’t mention the blue eyed boy. Nothing else is a lie.”

    Kim shook her head, “This isn’t like you Nox.”

    “Maybe I’m tired of being like me.” I sighed as I walked out of the room to go find Alex. He had been true to his word and was sitting at a table looking at his phone. He looked good, though I wasn’t sure he was happy about anything going on right now. “Hey, I can go now.”

    “Hasn’t even started.” Alex said.

    “They can do without me. I helped with dinner prepping, the rest others can do. We don’t have to hang around.”

    “You sure. I don’t mind waiting.”

    I shook my head. “It’s good.”

    Alex smiled and stood up. He slung my bag over his shoulder and offered me his hand. I looked back at the kitchen with Suzie and Kim watching me and smirked. I took his hand and we left while a pair of small kids came in searching for food. It reminded me of me and Luce when we were little and I felt the tears start. Alex pulled me along after him. “You have a better life.”

    I shrugged, “Is it really better?”

    “You tell me.”

    “Sure I have food, warmth and a roof over my head. But the anxiety and pressures are still there just in different forms. Instead of wondering where my next meal was coming from or if my mom’s new boyfriend would beat us I now get to worry about how my dad is going to react to every little thing I do. I don’t think he’s as blind to what I am as he claims. I think when he started to realize he had a gay son, was when he started getting angry because I quit football, and wrestling. And when he gets upset because I got a B on a test.” I shrugged.

    “You talk with your therapist about it all right?”

    I nodded, “Yeah, I cope with it. I don’t worry about my grades. My expectations aren’t my fathers. I need to remember that what other people expect of me is not my problem.”

    Alex smiled, “Good. But you know what I expect of you tonight?”

    I sighed, “Hmmm?”

    “To have a good time hanging out with me and Max.”

    I grinned, “I’ll try.” We had plans and I was hoping meeting Alex’s expectations would be easy.

  • HSAU: Friday Night Part 4

    Alex

    We walked around the grocery store for a good hour talking and grabbing things off the shelf. Mrs. Durante paid for it and we wheeled Max home. He could walk but not far, so walking up stairs was a bit of a challenge, but we made it. The house was very quiet. Like no one was home. At least there was no shouting, or any broken furniture, that was a good sign. Max kicked a piece of paper that was on the floor and I picked it up as I walked past. Lucy knows where to find me. written in Nox’s fine handwriting.

    Max sighed. “I guess it didn’t go well.”

    “I guess not. You gonna be okay?”

    Max smirked, “Right as rain. I’m going to take a nap and be glad I’m not Nox. Or you. It’s safe here. For me anyway.”

    I nodded, “You sure? We had plans.”

    “Go make sure he’s alright. I’ll be fine. Maybe you’ll have time after saving him to take me to watch your dad play.”

    I left Max’s room grateful that he understood all that was going on and headed down the hall to Lucy’s. I knocked and she hurriedly hid something on the other side and then cracked the door open. I held up the note so she could read it and she frowned and opened the door so I could come in then promptly closed it and locked it. She hung her head. “I didn’t even check to see if he was still here. I knew I should have checked on him.” She sat down on her bed and tried not to cry.

    “Where did he go?”

    She looked up at me tears in her eyes, “To where it’s safe. When our Mom’s boyfriends would be violent or she’d be doped out of her head, we’d walk to the homeless shelter on the edge of town. Nox always gave me his portion of food, so when they found us the last time he was in so much pain from hunger. He was weak and skinny and just it was hard to think that he did all it for me. And now he’s back there again for a different kind of abuse.”

    She sighed, “He’s been volunteering there every month for as long as I can remember. He’s safe there. And that’s where he runs to when he feels hope is lost.”

    “Where is it Lucy?”

    “He won’t come home tonight.” She shook her head, “He’ll dig his feet in, he’ll stay the night, you might get him to come home.”

    “I’m not going to bring him back here, Lucy.”

    Her eyes opened wide, and she smiled, “I’ll watch your friend, you watch my brother?”

    I smiled, “Something like that.”

    “You really like him?”

    I shrugged, “Something like that.”

    She grinned, “Okay.” She got up and walked to her desk and scribbled down the address on a purple sticky note and pressed a lipstick covered kiss to the paper. “Don’t say I never gave you anything.”

    “Thank you Lucy. You won’t tell your parents yet will you?”

    “I’ll give you an hour, that’s when dinner is ready. Mom probably already knows since Nox isn’t helping with dinner, but Dad won’t notice till much later unless Ryan makes a big deal about Nox not being at the table for dinner. I’ll try to cover and give you the night, but it might not work.”

    I nodded, “Thanks Luc.”

    She smiled and pressed a kiss to my cheek, “Take care of my brother.”

    “I’ll try.” I said and left her room.

    Other than the fact that it was on the other side of town, I’d never been there before. Walking was the only option, I didn’t want to bother my parents with getting him. But I called them anyway. Mom picked up at the grocery store, “Alex, what’s wrong, honey?”

    “I’m fine. But I have a friend who’s not. You mind a little extra company for a while?”

    “Anytime, you know that.”

    “I’m not talking a night or two mom. It could be awhile. He just came out to his Dad and his Dad is having a really hard time dealing with it.”

    “Nox?”

    “Yeah, Mom. Mr. Durante cleared the house out to deal with it and Nox took off.”

    “He’s welcome to stay as long as he wants.”

    “Thanks.”

    “Do you need help getting him?”

    “No, I think I got it.” I hoped I had it. “I’ll be home as soon as I can.”

    I hung up and hoped that Nox would be as easy to agree as my mother had. But somehow I was pretty sure my pretty boy wasn’t going to agree easily.

    I kept thinking as I walked to the edge of town. What if he wasn’t here? Had I wasted my time? Was there any way I could convince him to stay with me? He didn’t need to be protected, he just needed some place warm and safe to stay. That’s all I was offering him. Safe and warm and loved?

    Why was I doing this? He was just some kid at school. But I heard that voice in the back of my head, he’s the one you’ve been stalking most of your life. Was I really in love? But the address was just up the street and I hadn’t figured anything out. And it didn’t stop me from going inside what looked like some place I didn’t want to be. Was it even the right place?

    There was a woman with graying hair sitting at the desk. A pair of spectacles set on her nose as she read a book. “Hi.” I said.

    She looked up with a smile, “What can I do to help you?”

    “I’m looking for my friend, tall, skinny, brown hair, thick eyeliner.”

    “Nox?” she grinned at me.

    “Yes, ma’am.” I said wondering if all homeless shelters knew him by his first name. Then I remembered Lucy said he volunteered here so of course they knew his name. “He’s in the back, helping with dinner. You taking him home?”

    “Sorta. But not his home, mine.”

    She smiled and sighed with relief, “Good, I didn’t want to see what would happen if you tried to take him back tonight. I’m surprised Lucy didn’t tell you to wait.”

    “She did.” I said.

    “Well, I’ll wish you luck.” She pointed to a door in the backed marked employee’s only, “He’s back there.”

    “Thank you.” I said as I started walking through the large room full of tables and beds.

  • Break in the Story

    There are only a few written pieces of the High School AU AJ’s working on.  Work has been busy.  And writing has been happening at home at night despite how much I protest.

    AJ is working on something for Alex’s Birthday, hopefully we’ll have that soon.  If anything I can start sharing that.  AJ’s not done with the AU but it’s likely going to pick up at NaNo time we’ll see.

    We might get a little bit of me rambling, or some random world building articles.  AJ’s working on one now on top of everything else she’s doing, so no telling what you’ll get.

  • HSAU: Friday Night Part 3

    Nox

    My mom greeted us at the door and quickly took Max and Alex away from the impending danger. More like running for their lives while they sent me into the lion’s den. But that was alright, I knew eventually it was going to come down to this. Just me and Dad.

    The house was eerily quiet as I walked through to his office under the stairs. It was a unique space which had been two closets, one rather large one meant for linens and the one under the stairs. Dad had converted it into a small room just big enough so he could shut the door and have complete privacy. It wasn’t meant to have more than one person in it at a time. But this was where all punishments were doled out if they were serious.

    I sat down opposite my father in the only other chair in the room and waited until he looked up at me with his identical chocolate brown eyes. They were molten lava as he glared at me.

    “Where did I go wrong with you?”

    “You didn’t go wrong. I have straight A’s, I’m the top of the class. What more do you want? I didn’t want to play football, I’m sorry I disappointed your legacy.”

    He shook his head, “This isn’t about football. But I can see now why the boys didn’t want you on the wrestling team. Afraid of what you might do to them in close quarters.”

    “Yeah thanks, Dad. I can’t keep my hands to myself. Boys are just too fucking tempting. I was raised to take what I want and never care what ever the other person wanted. Yeah, that’s me.” I stood up. “You already grounded me because I’m gay so what are you doing now? Forbidding me from going to school. Kicking Max out so all temptation is gone from under your roof.”

    “You will not talk to me like that.” My father growled.

    “And I’m tired of you telling me I’m not good enough. Now I’m not man enough. I’m sick of it.” I growled right back and walked out of the office leaving the door wide open.

    “Nox, get back here.”

    “You are not my father.” I yelled back at him.

    “If I catch you and Alex in the same room in this house… You will not do that under my room”

    “Yeah, yeah, yeah.” I spat out as I stomped up the stairs. Maybe I wouldn’t stay here then. It wouldn’t be the first time I’d run away. I had a bag already packed too. It was always an option. My bug out bag was always packed. Zombie apocalypse – check. But it was more for this type of situation.

    I sat down at my desk and wrote a quick note. Lucy knows where to find me. And folded it up and wrote Alex on the front and slipped it under Ant’s door. He’d see it or Max would.

    I grabbed my bag, and I slipped out the window and down the tree. I caught Drew looking out the window and he was running out of the house but I sprinted out of view and around the corner and kept on running with my bug out slung over my shoulder.

    It hadn’t been the first time I’d run away. But it might be the last. I loved my Dad. But he didn’t love me anymore. I failed him and he thought I was nothing now. The pain of it fueled my feet to run.

    There was an old homeless shelter at the far edge of town. It had been where I’d been found by Kai and his team. Me and Lucy, curled up in a corner starving. It’s where I ran. It was the safe place in all the terrible things that happened to us before we turned five. It’s where I always ran to. My father knew this. My sister told him. But he never remembered. He thought because of all the therapy I was better, and that I’d find it safe at home.

    Kim was at the desk and frowned when she saw the bag. “Again?”

    I shrugged. “Can I help around here?”

    “Absolutely.” She said and took my bag and stuffed it in a locker and handed me the key. “Suzie’s in the kitchen working on dinner, if you want to help.”

    I nodded, “Thank you.”

    “Anytime, Nox. I hope you aren’t here too long. Lucy doing alright?”

    I nodded, “She’s great, has a new project.”

    Kim rolled her eyes, “What is it this time?”

    “She’s helping a struggling kid in our school under the radar.”

    “Sounds like Luc.” Kim said. She’d been working here most of my life. She said she’d never retire from this job. She’d die right here with them. She and my dad had dated back in the day. They both loved helping people, sadly my dad didn’t find me worthy of loving. It was painful to think about it so I didn’t. I step into the kitchen and greeted Suzie with a hug around the waist while she chopped up some veggies. “What’s on the menu tonight?”

    “We got lots of beans. Figured we’d make a soup.”

    “Sounds good. Where can I help?”

    “You know the drill.” She said. And I did. I took over for her after washing my hands and went to work chopping vegetables. Helping Mom in the kitchen had always been fun. But this was work. When you ran a soup kitchen, the meals were far larger than one for a family of six. And it kept me from the dark thoughts. I didn’t think beyond cutting up the peppers and onions. There were tons of carrots and tomatoes after that. It was monotonous work, but it felt good to not think, not be concerned about the next second. It felt safe. And I hadn’t realized how bad it had gotten in my head until it was not there.

  • HSAU: Friday Night Part 2

    Alex

    I’d never spent this much time with a group of people I didn’t like. And if it weren’t for watching Nox I probably would have left when I got there. And the girls all sort of ignored me, the guys looked at me like I was carrying the plague, except for Nox. He looked at me with big brown eyes that screamed falling in love. And that was probably the most scary thing in the room.

    Defending him with that girl who’d asked him to the dance was easy, but the fact that I even had to left a bad taste in my mouth. He lied. Because he didn’t want to say no. How many more times was I going to have to do that?

    The bell rang and we all went to Home room and then Nox and I were back in science class. He must have felt my growing tension because he didn’t sit as close as he had been the prior days. Maybe he saw my need for space? Or maybe he was mad at me again. It wouldn’t be the first time I did something I didn’t know I’d done. Ignored something he said? Or god knew what I fucked up this time.

    I napped again in science, and not because it was boring, but because I was just that tied. Nox provided me the notes on the way home from school. He just handed them to me and we kept walking.

    “What’s wrong?” I asked.

    He shook his head. “Nothing.”

    “Something’s wrong.”

    He pulled out his phone and showed me a text message. I’m going to tell your dad. And there was a video attached. I watched as he pressed play and the video started of me pushing him up against a wall and kissing him. The memory was vivid in my mind as it happened that morning. And it still had the same reaction as before when I had been kissing him. “Who sent it?” I asked.

    “Guess.”

    “I’ll fucking kill him.”

    “It’s already too late.” He said and opened up another text message. We need to talk when you get home. Meet me in my office. The last was from his father.

    “You think Jace already showed him.”

    He nodded. “He did. Mia and Ryan were asked not to come home with me. They wanted to know what I’d done.”

    “Let me talk to him.”

    “Alex, that’s not a good idea. As it stands now you probably won’t be allowed in my house to see Max.” Nox sighed.

    And the rest of the walk home was done in silence. Mrs Durante met me at the door, “Alex, why don’t you help take Max for a walk.” Max was already sitting in a wheel chair and she was waiting for me.

    “I should go talk to Mr. Durante.”

    She shook her head, “Nox go on in honey, Alex, it’s better if you don’t.”

    I growled and grabbed the handles of Max’s chair and started pushing him. Max sighed, “What’s going on?”

    “Jace recorded me and Nox kissing and sent it to his father.” I said then looked at Mrs. Durante. “Jace is just being an asshole.”

    She nodded, “I know, but Kai isn’t the most receptive to the changes in his life right now. And Nox is easier to be mad at then his situation.”

    “So he’s not just a homophobic prick.” I growled.

    She dropped her head, “He’s still that, but he loves Nox. He doesn’t understand where he went wrong. And he doesn’t comprehend that Nox was always like this. Even when he was young. He always had a fascination with dressing up, and attention to details that no guy ever does. But Kai focused that into more manly things. He never saw it as being gay. All the girls he’s been friends with over the years, the fact that he and Mia were together for so long. Mia played my son like a fiddle and Nox let it happen because it made his dad happy.”

    We walked on to the park in silence.

    Max laughed, “Mr. Durante should be glad Nox is who he is. He wouldn’t be the most popular boy in school if he wasn’t as charming and charismatic, and good looking. The girls adore him, the guys want to be him.” Max laughed, “Some of them even want to be with him. He’s played football, wrestled, he’s got straight As. If that were me my Dad would be going ape shit over it.”

    I laughed, “Mine too.”

    Mrs Durante smiled, “What’s stopping either of you from all those things.”

    Max chuckled, “Have you seen us?”

    “I have every day for the past week, and you are both smart boys, some of you could rival Nox as top of the class if you did half the work he says you don’t do.”

    I shrugged, “I need to stay with Max.”

    “Is that what you tell yourself?” Mrs. Durante asked.

    “It’s what I’ve been doing. And my parents are okay with that.”

    “I think they accept it, because you aren’t doing it out of laziness. From what Nox says you actually work hard at failing.”

    “He talks too much.”

    Mrs. Durante laughed, “You don’t even know the half of it. His therapist says he probably doesn’t need her anymore, just someone to talk to and get all those raging thoughts out. He talks for one hour. She barely has to say anything.”

    “And you pay someone to listen to him?”

    “She helped him get to where he is, and change is brutal on him. So he keeps going. I expect that we’ll have to up his anti-depressants after talking with his father.”

    “You think he’ll get bad.”

    Mrs. Durante nodded, “Yeah, I do. And I think he’ll do what he always does and push people away. If this is more than just a fling for you remember that.”

    I laughed, “You sound like Drew.”

    “Drew knows Nox well, he’s been comforting Nox since they met. And if they weren’t like brothers…” Her sentence trailed off in a wishful thinking. Maybe she expected me to do the same thing. I wasn’t sure I wanted to deal with all this work.

  • NaNoWriMo 20 Questions

    AJ and I got tagged by Ambrose’s writer, I’ll take a stab at answering for AJ since it’s more writer related and AJ doesn’t want to break into my world here.  She’s so kind sometimes! (sometimes being the key word obviously!)

    Tell me about your NaNoWriMo project this year! Give me a blurb!
    Well this year, AJ’s considering doing Game Off instead.  But she’s waiting on the theme and if it fits her idea then she’ll do it.  So we actually have several projects on the line right now.  AJ’s got the Highschool AU to finish, there are a lot more tropes she wants to write, and there is the Search for X which is the story she wants to tell in game for game off.  If that doesn’t pan out AJ might still do that anyway.  It’s a fun little story about Nix – a mutatant bounty hunter making friends and looking for a mystery item called X.

    What’s the genre?
    All topics are M/M romances to a degree.

    Describe your MC in three words.
    We’ll go with Nix:  Alone, outcast, monochromatic

    Without spoilers, describe your villain in three words.
    Horizon Unlimited Corporation: rich, powerful, corrupted

    What is your goal? (the traditional 50K? 20K? 5K? or……. 100K?)
    Always 50K for NaNo.  AJ can write more, but they are still working on the new house and pushing really really hard to get in before Thanksgiving.

    Is this your first draft? Second? Third?
    First draft

    Are you starting a new project (or draft), or continuing an existing one?
    Both lol….

    What is your favorite time to write in the day?
    AJ is an early bird.  Up at 4am to write.  Her brain stops functioning after 5pm most days.

    Where are you going to write?
    In her room, or at her desk at work if she sneaks in any words.

    Computer or paper?
    Computer

    NaNoWriMo is a huge commitment!! How are you going to make time to write?
    50K is a normal month for AJ it’s her typical goal every month.  We don’t always make it but it’s almost always our goal.  AJ can knock out 2 to 3 K in her mornings so it’s usually pretty easy to accomplish.

    Are you going to participate in local or online NaNoWriMo events? (e.g. kick-off parties in your city, write-ins, virtual writing sprints…)
    Nothing local.  AJ’s not much of a socializer, and hates driving so if it’s not local she won’t go anyway.  And she was never very good with sprints and such mostly because she gets distracted by the things going on around her.

    Do you write from beginning to end or skip around?
    Always in a straight line.  Skipping around makes meeting ends meet difficult.

    Planner or pantser? (or plantser?)
    Planster.  AJ has an outline to start with even if it’s just a bunch of plot points in order to hit.  And then she lets me and my various selfs take the reigns.

    What will be your go-to NaNoWriMo snack?
    NaNo is no different than a regular month for AJ so there is no go-to snack because there is no crunch time, no hours on end of writing.  Just clean consistent work in the morning.

    Choice of caffeine? (or no caffeine?)
    WELL… AJ’s supposed to be kicking caffeine in general, but there was some stress about a month ago and she’s not quite gotten back on track, and her head feels it.  So we will say NO caffeine.

    Any rewards for milestone achievements? For finishing NaNoWriMo?
    No rewards, except maybe if Scrivener 3 for Windows is done AJ might buy it.  Though the beta didn’t seem to do what she wanted either.

    Share a tip for other NaNo-ers!
    Dedicate a time to write.

    How are you feeling about NaNoWriMo? (Excited?! Nervous!? Terrified?!)
    AJ’s excited about The Search for X.  Me and Alex don’t really care, we are in both anyway lol.

    Share an aesthetic for your NaNoWriMo novel!
    Don’t have one.  AJ doesn’t typically do those, we were lucky to get a pintrest board for High School AU.

    I don’t know if any of my followers are doing NaNo this year.  I’ve had a few crop up over the last few weeks since AJ posted my link to the NaNo site for the wordpress blogs, so I don’t really have anyone to challenge, so whoever wants to give it a go go for it, give me a link and I’ll edit the post to include ya’ll in it.  (OMG AJ stop with the fucking ya’ll)

  • HSAU: Friday Night Part 1

    Nox

    The week went by much the same. Alex stayed until the wee hours of the morning. Mostly hanging with Max on the living room couch half falling asleep while Max downed caffeine and played video games. Max slept most days while we were gone so he was wide awake at night. And Alex didn’t want to leave him alone. Alex grabbed a few showers in the morning in the bathroom upstairs and I got a decent view of his backside which made my mouth water.  Alex would walk me to school and walk me home. We’d hold hands, but the stolen kisses seemed to stop. I wondered if I was bad at kissing or if it was something else. I tried not to let my anxiety show when I was with Alex but I knew it had to show up because I felt a mess almost anytime I saw him. He probably wasn’t kissing me because I was too needy. I tried to reign it all in and Drew commended me for my efforts but he said it was stressing me out.

    Alex ate dinner with us every night. He even had breakfast with us most mornings. And by Friday morning he and Max were pretty much part of the family. Everyone was at ease, there was no hidden comments of what’s he doing here. Or why was he still here. Even Ryan harassed Max like he did me. He didn’t care who he annoyed.

    We were all sitting at the table eating breakfast before school – something I hadn’t done in ages. Max sighed, “I guess I won’t get to see your Dad playing tonight. You are still going aren’t you Alex?”

    “I wasn’t planning on it.”

    My dad chimed in, “I don’t see a reason why you can’t go Max. Walking is easier, and it’d be good to get out, maybe you can go back to school on Monday if you can survive an afternoon sitting in the cafe.”

    “I don’t know Mr. Durante, the doctor’s haven’t said I’m well enough.”

    Ryan laughed, “I’d be jonesing to get outta this house. All this suffocating. We can all go.”

    “That’s not necessary Ry, Nox can go with Alex and Max as an extra hand. He’s probably jonesing as you say to get out of the house after school.”

    Max looked at Alex and grinned, “Can we go?” He sounded very happy and chipper. He never seemed to let anything get him down.

    “Yeah I guess, if Nox wants to.” Alex said.

    “I can go.” I replied, “But I have to get to school early. Since I can’t help after school, I need to help finish up the last of the decorations for next week’s game.”

    I got up from the table and was out the door before anyone could say anything. At least I had thought so. “You don’t want to walk with us?”

    I looked over at Alex and smiled, “You don’t need to go in early. It’s the only time I have to do this. You can walk with Drew.”

    “You avoiding me?” Alex asked as he pulled on his shoes in the front door.

    “No.”

    “Cause that’s what it seems like to me.”

    I shrugged, “I did something wrong to make you pull back, I’m just alleviating some of that for you.”

    “What makes you think that?” He grabbed his bag and started walking with me.

    “You don’t have to come with me.” I said but I started walking too. “I… you haven’t tried to kiss me all week.”

    Alex chuckled, “It’s not because I don’t want to pretty boy.” He took my hand and brought it to his lips and kissed it softly before they both fell between us again. “I figured it was safer that way. We both get a little worked up and I don’t want to ruin things or have your Dad catch us.”

    “Are you sure that’s all?”

    Alex nodded, “Absolutely.” He pulled me off into behind the corner of someone’s house and pressed me up against the wall and pressed his body against mine. He kissed me hard and I moaned. I hadn’t meant to so loudly but Alex was chuckling under his breath as his mouth met mine. His tongue caressed my lip and I opened to let him in and my knees buckled with the sensation. Alex caught me and pressed me harder against the wall, one hand at my hips and the other pressed against the wall near my head.

    By the time Alex pulled away I was throughly kissed and he was chuckling at me, “So easy pretty boy.” I blushed but I didn’t hid my eyes from Alex. I liked him – a lot. And my body reacted to him so easily so it wasn’t a lie and it was nothing to be ashamed of. “Come on, let’s go decorate for Homecoming.”

    Alex grabbed my hand and we started walking towards the school. I was grateful it was still early, but there was a nagging feeling that something was about to hit the fan and I wasn’t going to like it at all.

    We walked into the gym which was bustling with other kids doing the same thing. Even Alex helped a little, though he mostly just sat by me and watched as I drew or painted the letters for the large signs. They needed time to dry before the game, and drawing took more time than the actual painting. Mia oversaw everything even as a freshman she was still bossy. And the funny thing was no one seemed to even notice that she took over.

    Sasha came up to me with a bright smile, “What did your Dad say?” There wasn’t even a hi or how are you?

    I shrugged. “He said I can’t go. Grounded all that. He wasn’t happy that I had even asked.”

    “You didn’t ask him did you?”

    Alex laughed, “He did. I was standing right there and even tried Mr. Durante into letting him go.”

    I gave Alex a side long glance but he didn’t even seem to notice. Why was he getting involved in this. “Besides, he’s stuck taking care of Max. Since Lucy isn’t exactly reliable and you know Ryan has to go being on the football team and all.”

    Sasha nodded, “I hadn’t thought about that.” She sighed and frowned, “I guess I’ll have to go with Gary.”

    “Nothing wrong with Gary.” I said.

    “He’s not you.” Sasha said walking away from us.

    When she was far enough away and we were alone I looked at Alex, “Why did you lie for me?”

    “It wasn’t a complete lie. I asked your Dad to let you go. And I have been right there with you when you’ve mentioned home coming before and he just glares at you like you should know you aren’t going.”

    I shrugged, “If she catches us both in a lie.”

    Alex smirked, “They’ll just blame it all on me.”

  • HSAU: Max’s Arrival Part 5

    Alex

    I followed Nox out into the hall way but he was stopped by a girl, a not popular girl, one of the smart girls. Sasha I think her name was. They talked and I heard her ask Nox to Homecoming. He agreed with the caveat of asking his dad first. I growled and walked the other way. What was I chopped liver? He fucking asked me. I said no, but still, that doesn’t mean I want him to go with some random girl. The rest of the day was annoying. And I had half a mind not to meet him after school, but I needed to check on Max. He was waiting for me at the grassy hill that we hung out at. He smiled at me and I just nodded and he fell in step next to me. “Something wrong?” he asked.

    “Not a thing.”

    “If you say so.” he said. “I have something to ask you.”

    “What?” I growled.

    “Sasha Gillmore asked me to take her to homecoming. I told her I would ask my dad, but I wanted to ask you first. If you say no, I won’t even bother asking my dad, and tell her he said no.”

    I stopped and looked at him, “You’ll lie to a girl because I don’t want you to go?”

    He shrugged, “It’s not really a lie. I mean I really want to go to homecoming but I can go stag and just go, I don’t need a date.”

    I sighed and took his hand in mine and relaxed a little, “I don’t want you to go with her.”

    “Is that what was wrong?” He asked.

    “Something like that.”

    “You were jealous?” he smiled.

    “I don’t share well.”

    He squeezed my fingers and leaned into me, “So I’m something you feel is yours?”

    “Absolutely.”

    Nox was all smiles. I liked seeing him happy. It was just as good as making Max happy except this made other parts of me happy too. A block from his house he stopped and looked down at our hands. He sighed, “My dad can’t see us like this.”

    I knew that and I still felt a little bad for him, he had to hide his feelings. But he had his reasons. Nox looked at me and frowned and then let go of my hand. “Max will be happy to see you.” He started walking to his house but I grabbed his arm and pullled him close and pressed a kiss to his lips. It was soft and tender and not rushed at all. He relaxed into me and made the cutest little sound that went straight to my cock. He broke the kiss and pressed one to my check and whispered, “You happy to see me?”

    I laughed, “Very.” I said and pushed him away, “Let’s go see Max before we both get too carried away.”

    Nox followed me as I headed to his house, he somehow managed to be first and open the gate for me. Probably better that way, instead of me looking like I owned the place. Nox’s mom was sitting on the porch nursing a lemonade. “Max is upstairs in Ant’s room. Show Alex the way.” She looked at me with a bright smile, “And Alex make yourself at home, you are always welcome here.” She winked at me, “Even if Kai says other wise.”

    “Yes, ma’am thank you.” I answered quickly as I rushed inside. I knew my way around his house already, but I followed Nox upstairs and down the hall to Max’s room. Nox pointed polietly, “My room, Luce’s room. And my parents room.” He pointed down the opposite hall for his parents, and then pushed open a door to the bath room “Ryan’s room.”

    “Hey”, his little brother shouted, “I’m in here.”

    Nox pointed at the third door, “That’s Ry’s room, bathroom is across from Ant as you can see. Kitchen is down stairs, Dinner is at 6. I’m sure Mom made enough for you too.”

    He gave me a small smile, “I’m going to go do my homework and chores.” Nox shuffled his feet a little then turned to leave, pushing open his own door and slipping inside leaving me alone in the hall waiting on what I had no idea. So I cracked open the door and didn’t knock.

    Max was sitting in bed looking dishevealed but in good shape, “They making you stay in bed?”

    “I was napping. I’m so tired all the time. Doctors said I should sleep and then try to do some walking.” He grinned at me, “You wanna help me walk down stairs. Mrs. Durante said they have some video games.”

    “You sure?”

    Max laughed, “I’ve been sitting in bed for days. I want out.”

    “Come on.” I said dropping the rest of Max’s school work on the desk in the room and helped him out of bed. My arm slung around his waist and his around my shoulders. It wasn’t quite so easy to do going down the stairs but we made it.

    Ryan had moved from the bathroom to the den and was playing video games, “Mind if we join you?” I asked.

    He looked up and smiled at us, “Sure. The extra paddles are in the box.” He said nodding towards the box that was pulled out from under the TV.

    For the next few hours we played video games until Mrs. Durante called for dinner. Ryan rushed off quickly and I heard foot steps coming down the stairs and saw Lucy and Nox coming down chattering with each other. Nox was animated and it looked good on him. He was never really like that at school. But this was his safe place. His home, I had to remember that we weren’t in school.

    He stopped next to the couch, “Max you need any help?” He grinned at me, “Go sit down and eat before Ryan eats it all, I’ll help Max.”

    “I’m good pretty boy.” I said. “He is heavy though, you can help us walk to the kitchen.

    He grinned at me and that was all it took for us to both be hoisting Max up and walking to the kitchen. Max was full of grins. He liked being center of attention, he was going to be sucking all this up and he’d be a nightmare. So fucking spoiled.

    Max laughed. “I had surgery what do you expect.”

    “I said that out loud?”

    Nox grinned, “You did.”

    There was seven plates around the table and once we got Max seated Nox and I were sitting next to each other in front of a tossed salad, a large pan of lasagna, tons of garlic bread and something else I couldn’t place. I think I stuffed myself with dinner, we all sat and chatted even after our plates were done. We never did this as a family at my house, it was all pretty much fend for yourself my parents were so busy. This felt good.

  • HSAU: Max’s Arrival Part 4

    Nox

    Alex had just left, and now he was back at my house walking me to school, and he was going to walk me home. But that wasn’t because of me, that was because of Max, he’d be here when we got out. I liked the idea of seeing Alex in my house on purpose. But I couldn’t shake the thought that if my dad caught him last night that he’d never be allowed in my house again even to see Max. And that was a problem for me.

    Even though Alex had taken my hand to walk, when we neared school, he moved a little away from me and Drew. He gave me a nod, “I’ll see you later.” As he drifted off to his normal stomping grounds on the grassy hill. I sighed as I watched him be greeted by his friends, Mandy ran up to us after giving Alex a side long glance. “So he’s walking you to school? He going to take you to home coming.”

    Drew laughed, “Alex doesn’t do dances, babe.” He said to cover up the fact he’d turned me down.

    Mandy laughed, “I bet you could get him to go. I mean who wouldn’t want to go with you.”

    I shrugged, “He doesn’t want to go.” It wasn’t hard to understand, “And I don’t even know if I can go.” Even with Alex’s valiant attempt to get my father to lighten up I wasn’t sure that was even a possibility. But who knew, stranger things had happened.

    Homeroom went past and I seated myself in my seat in science class, but instead of moving the stool to the far end I left it where it was. I wasn’t sure what was happening at school. Alex had slept in my bed, had even kissed me and held my hand on the walk to school. But he grew distant the moment we came into the school zone. I didn’t want to make any assumptions.

    Alex was there shortly after I was, he pulled the chair out and it scraped against the floor as he dragged it a little closer to me. He sat down and rested his arm flat on the table next to mine. He gave me an soft smile and rested his head on his hand like he’d done everyday since school started. The sides of our arms touched and he pressed his knee against my leg. It was distracting trying to take notes for the lecture on molecules and their ions and such. I did the best I could without moving from touching Alex. But he was asleep and I wondered how much sleep he’d gotten last night. Or if this was how he learned. The teacher didn’t seem to mind. At least he wasn’t snoring like Jimmy three tables over. His table mate had to keep kicking his chair to wake him up.

    The bell rang and I gave Alex a smile as he woke up and made to leave for class. “I’ll see you later.” I said with a small wave.  I saw Alex again at lunch. He smiled at me and went about his business and headed towards the grassy hill. Mandy sat down next to me, “So you and Alex? A thing? Drew says he spent the night.”

    I glared across the table at Drew for telling Mandy that, “It wasn’t like that.”

    “So he didn’t?”

    “He did, but he just slept while I was an emotional wreck.”

    Mandy nodded her head, “Sure Nox. I can believe Alex Kennedy just laid in bed with you to sleep.”

    I shrugged and sighed as I stood up, “Believe what you want Mands, but that’s what happened.”

    Drew grinned over at his girlfriend, “I can say there was no naked ness while I was a wake.”

    I rolled my eyes, “You’re a perv.”

    Drew laughed, “You know it. I was just watching out for you.”

    “I know.” I nodded.

    I left the table and headed to the office to make my photo copies of my notes. I didn’t leave any additional notes. Even though I was tempted to do so. But I had no idea what I’d write. I wasn’t girly enough to doodle hearts all over the header or anything. So I just handed them to him on the grassy hill. He looked up at me with a smirk. “You don’t have to keep doing that.”

    “Yes I do.” I said. I shook the papers so he’d take them and his hand reached out and his fingers brushed against mine. I closed my eyes at the soft touch as his fingers slid down to take the papers I’d made for him. “I’ll meet you here after school so you can come see Max.”

    Alex nodded with a smile, “Okay pretty boy. It’s a date.”

    I felt the blood rushing to my ears and turned on my heels with a wave, “See ya later.”

    I heard Jimmy laugh as I left, “I’ve never seen him run so fast. I think Alex has a fan.”

    “Shut up Jimmy!” was the last thing I heard as the door closed behind me and I headed straight for my locker and then I hoped to class without any more rumors getting started. But that didn’t happen.

    Sasha Gillmore came up to me in the hall, one of the few other students who was allowed to wander the halls without a pass at any time of the day like myself. She smiled at me, “Since you aren’t with Mia anymore, I was wondering if you’d be kind enough to take me to the Homecoming Dance.” She chuckled softly, “I know you like boys, but maybe you could do me this solid.” She looked past me to the double doors to where Alex sat, “I saw you and Alex holding hands this morning. Alex won’t go to the dance and you know it. And I know you are grounded, but if you go with me I bet your dad would let you go.”

    I sighed. “I’ll ask my dad if I can go. And if he says yes, then yeah, I can take you. Alex already said no to me anyway.”

    She frowned, “I’m sorry to hear that, though you should have known better, he’s never done a dance in the six years he’s been in school. I don’t know what you see in that loser anyway.”

    I interrupted her but she kept talking, “He’s not a loser. He just .. I don’t know a rebel.” I growled. “Be nice, or you’ll find yourself at the wrong end of that shame stick.”

    Sasha sighed, “You are right. I’m sorry. But you’ll ask.”

    I nodded, “Yeah, fine, I’ll ask. I gotta go.”

    She nodded, “Me too. Let me know what your Dad says, I need to make other arrangements if he says no.”

    “Whatever Sasha.” I said as I walked past her with little more said. I really didn’t want to deal with her again – not today.

The Mind of Nox

escaping into reality

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