can someone lend me a punch?... Ray needs it.
Reece whined and turned trying hard to find more warmth. His body readily moves to the closest he can feel as he wraps his hands around it. “This will be the death of me if you should wake up and find us in such a position” Aryan smiles, taking his hands off Reece. The sun was up and he had called for a day off. Aryan sat up staring at the boy in his arms, as the memories of the previous night came flooding into his mind… Aryan had a stressful day, walking off campus made him yearn for nothing but his bed. He was more than tired to eat or doing anything else. Aryan stepped down from his car and walked into his apartment, dragging his tired body along. For some reason, he did not feel as comfortable as yesterday. “I've been waiting,” a voice said from above, making him stop abruptly. He did not like it, his body suddenly stiffened as he tried hard to hide his fear. “You know I hate waiting brother dear” came the voice again. Of Course, Aryan knew he hated waiting the most just as h
“I dare you to say that again… I am not the one who had carnal knowledge of a boy without his consent five years ago” Arnold backed furiously. “Oh really? I didn't know since I do not recall how he tasted, but not to worry, I do know how Reece does” Aryan stands up wiping his hands with the hand towel. “It was nice having dinner with you all but I am sorry I do have class tomorrow hence I should be on my way” he took a few steps towards the living area when he stopped abruptly. “What did you say?” he asked his mother who held her head up tight. “If you walk out that door… you cease to be my son and member of this family” Her words came like freedom to Aryan. As early as the age of four he was thought to see Arnold his twin, as superior. He was thought to stay away and only show up when called upon. He has known all his life to be the shadow of his twin brother and nothing more. “Oh, mother… I would have cried and begged to stay in your good grace if this had been said to me 15 y
A night has never been so frightening as the one Aryan just had. Being sick was one thing but watching someone close to his heart drift in and out of consciousness all through the night was torture he did not wish on his worst enemy. His private doctor had to come in the heat of the night and thankfully Reece was doing much better. Aryan carefully takes his hands away from him and climbs off the bed. It was morning and the sun was already up, he didn't have class but he had to make sure Reece had something to wake up to before he began with the handful of medication provided by the doctor. Reece’s eyes shot open, his brain trying to get back memories as his body went into a shock of pain. He whined holding hard to his head which ached so much. His body felt weak and his eyes blurred a little before adjusting to the lightening of the room, which was the guilty sunlight paving its way from the little cracks of the blinds. Seeing him all dressed up in warm clothes and carefully tucke
It's been two days and Reece has not come around, not much to Aryan surprise. "I will be gone longer... DO NOT OPEN THE DOOR TO ANYONE" Aryan warned sternly. He has been handling everything, picking up notes for Reece and making sure no one gets to know his whereabouts, most importantly Frida Amnell and Clarkson Runs who have been combing the entire campus in search of news of their friend. "I won't be opening the door to anyone, don't treat me like some kid" Reece snaps pulling his duvet over his body. He was tired of staying home, but Shelly warned him against returning, at least not when Mark roamed around like a leeching plague. "I will be back soon," Aryan announced walking out of the room. Reece did not see reasons why he had to inform him of his daily activities. They were nothing to each other and he intended to keep it that way. Reece quickly stands up when he hears Aryan's car drive off the building. He had been more than eager to have a tour of the penthouse and now t
The door suddenly burst open and there stood another Aryan. "Aryan" Reece called out trying hard to make sure he was not just hallucinating. "Get off him" Aryan roared, rushing over to the stranger and tossing him away from Reece. He quickly takes the frightened boy into his arms, consoling him as he brushes his hair tenderly to the back. "It's okay...I'm here, no one will hurt you" he whispers, staring daggers at the man before him, a replica of himself. "You should go, Arnold...I don't want trouble" Aryan carefully placed Reece on the bed staring daggers at his brother. "What more do you want, Arnold? I have stayed away, I have given in to every demand of yours. I have been the big brother who has loved you and done everything to make sure you deserve nothing but the best and this is how you rob it to my face?" Arnold stands up cleaning the blood from the corner of his mouth. "Help me?" he spat bitterly. "You did nothing for me, I was the one they should have chosen and not yo
The school was usual with nothing new. Reece walked onto campus quickly welcomed by the presence of his two best friends. “I thought you died dude,” Clarkson commented, not very happy with Reece’s cold treatment. “Just some family issues and nothing more,” he says, walking off to their next class. “I saw Shelly” Frida’s words made everything suddenly freeze. Reece could not bring himself to face her. Unlike Clarkson who was yet to meet Shelly, Frida and Shelly had met in the past and had become great friends, and he could not say the same about her encounter with Ray. “What happened to you, Reece? Where have you been?” Frida asked. She wanted to help. It hurt her so much to see their friend suffer in silence when they could be of help.“I have a cousin I stay with” Reece lied through his teeth. They had no other cousins in the country. Shelly has friends who would readily take her in and so does Ray, but Reece could not bring himself to ask for help from his friends. Frida was not li
The bar was packed as usual, sweaty bodies swaying on the dance floor to the rhythm of the music. Not all were drunk and reckless. From a distance, a pair of cold eyes stared into the dance floor in search of his next victim.The nightclub has always been a better place to search for victims. Arnold sneered, watching one body go all down with another. He hated active men, he liked his men inexperienced and pure. He liked being the very first to have his cock buried deep into their asses as they moaned and cry in both pain and pleasure.Arnold takes his glass of wine and carefully walks over to the dark balcony of the VIP area. Watching the city lights in the night was a blissful sight, but nothing was as enjoyable as the couple on the next balcony banging each other's brains out too deep in what they were doing to notice their spectato
Aryan walks out of the bedroom fully clothed. He spots Reece going through his notes on the dining table. Unlike the other subjects which he has been struggling with, history has now been added to the list. “Need help?” he asked, walking over. Reece raised his head, contemplating what to say, but decided that keeping quiet too much interaction was not good for him; the man before him was unpredictable. “Reece” Aryan calls, but Reece remains quiet. “Reece, you can ignore me. We live under the same roots”. Reece quietly packs his books away. “We won't be living together much longer. I will be going home tomorrow”, Reece said, walking away when he was roughly pulled and his back slammed hard into the wall. “You want to leave?” Aryan asked dangerously. Reece could see anger cloud his vision within seconds, veins popping out from his forehead. “I have to leave Aryan,” he answers back. “We are not compatible. We know what is between us and it is everything but love. I am not your bitch,
Reece walked through the hallway but unlike usual days it was too quiet for his liking. Everyone was on their business unlike talking and whispering about the recent happenings of Aryan. Reece quickly walked to his class and like always he walked over to the back not taking a glance. “Where is the teacher? I thought they weren't around to lay us off so easily?” a student asked and Reece couldn't help but wonder the same. Aryan had no other plans before class. “I heard he was summoned to the office. We all know Delora isn't lying about him being the father of her baby so it is time he steps up and man up to everything.” Reece could only listen and do nothing. Time went by and soon Aryan made his way in. he was quick to finish with the lesson of the day and as the bell went off he was out the door before the first students. Aryan Turker walks into the proprietor's office and there is Delora seated every so comfortably. “Have a seat son” Mr Catwell says out so ever pleasingly. Aryan
The car window was pounded so hard. Reece jolted from the car seat staring out the window. From outside he watched Aryan call out to him. Reece sat upright unable to comprehend what was happening. Within a blink, Aryan was dying in his arms and now here he was standing out the window pounding on the window. Reece; 's hands quickly went to the door as he opened it for Aryan. “Were you sleeping?” Aryan asked and Reece could only stare as his lips moved. “You died,” he whispers. Aryan chuckles, staring at the boy before him. “Who died?” he asked but Reece's lips quivered and tears sprang from his eyes. Aryan could see the pain and the hurt from within them. “You died..in my arms and I couldn't do anything about it. She killed you” he sobs some more as Aryan takes him into his arms. “It was only a dream. I am not dead, I am here with you” he assures but Reece just clutched on hard to his shirt not willing to let go. “It's okay. I am not going anywhere” Reece let Aryan go as he walke
It's been a week since Aryan Turker was suspended but it was now time to bring him back. History was not a subject anyone could teach, the students were behind and it was soon time for the winter break. Aryan walked into the campus and without a doubt, every eye was on him. It was not uncommon so he quietly made his way to the teacher's area. “Hello,” he greets before taking his seat. Everyone was suddenly quiet but that was not his concern. “Hey.. rough morning huh?” mis Lavender says taking a seat close to him. “Not really. Just got here” he replies. It wasn't a bad morning for him but he could tell it was for her. “Did you do it?” she suddenly asked Aryan to raise an eyebrow at her. “Did what?” he asked. “Oh don't play me for an Aryan fool. Everyone is talking about it. It is all the teachers and students talk about so tell me the truth, did you have sex with Delora?" First Aryan did not have a record of when they had gone to first name basis but chose to ignore that he stared a
Dinner at the Mcrocals was quiet as Ray dished out his food, not daring to look up at his parents who had their eyes stationed on him. “What's happening?” Shelly suddenly asked not to be able to keep up with the opaqueness. It was getting at her and the sudden silence was not helping. “Why did you untie Reece?” their mother suddenly asked, throwing Shelly off guard. “Reece.. Why shouldn't I have one?” she asked not sure why they were suddenly talking about the son no one liked. “You shouldn't have done that, Shelly. Ray is your brother and you should be by his side. You can't support Reece over Ray” Mrs Mcrocal stated. Shelly drops her cutleries to the table staring back at her parents. For the longest time she had pondered on the reason they hated Reece so much but hearing them now it was clear. “Why can't I help Reece? If Ray is my brother, isn't Reece my brother too?” she asked, but Ray hissed loudly, dropping his cutlery hastily and staring at his baby sister. “You should le
Reece wasn’t interested in talking with Aryan, but he couldn't hold back as they took the wrong turn. “Where are we headed?” he asked, staring out at the familiar street to his house. “To pick up your remaining items” Aryan announced, keeping his eyes on the road. “Why? I don't want to go back. I think I have everything I need at your place” he argues but Aryan was not taking it. He kept calm and glued his eyes on the road. The car soon pulled up in front of the Mcrocal residence. Reece braced himself before stepping out of the car as he made his way up to the front door. “We can go shopping, just pick your books,” Aryan recalled from the car. Reece smiles before knocking on the hard door. He waited patiently hearing the voice of his mother answer from within the wooden door. Watching the door open and the face of his mother come into view, Reece forced out a smile. “Mom” he greeted but only got an angry hum. “What do you want here? Aren't you satisfied with what you did to my son
Reece did not know when the books he had in hand found their way to the floor but the two before him sure heard and turned. Frida tried saying something but he could not hear anything as he made his way to class. Ever since the night with Aryan Turker, he has been death-worried trying hard on how to tell his friends but getting to know they had been hiding even more from him broke him more. “Was I just joking with them?” he pounded but no reply came through. He watched them make their way into class and he swiftly walked to the back seat. He was not ready to face them, not when so much had been kept away from him. English was no fun, Reecce couldn't keep his mind concentrated, so much was happening and he could only think of his two best friends' betrayal. They have always done things together but to think Clarkson and Frida kept something so important from him... He felt so irrelevant in their eyes. Class was soon over and he hastily carried his back out when Frida and Clarkson f
Reece waited up all night but there was no sign of Aryan. Reluctantly he slept off. The morning sun found its way through the curtains spraying over Reece’s eyes. He yawns, waking up feeling even more tired than he had gone to bed. He quickly stood to his feet, finding his way to the kitchen. Everywhere was quite so much not to his liking. He walked over the building searching for Aryan but nothing of his existence could be found. Reece reluctantly heads back to the bedroom room and gets ready for school. Arriving at school, he searched all over for his friends who sat in art class passing the time away. “Hey Reece” Frida chrimed engulfing him in a hug. Reece returns the gestures and smiles at Clarkson who dives back into his art drawing of a beautiful lady which appears to be more of a hollowed creature. “What's happening? Everyone seems to be on their toes” Reece asked, staring around the room as students sat in groups and wouldn't stop chipping amongst themself. He could tell te
Time ticked slowly, Aryan sat in his car watching the couple fight above him. “I thought you said you had him under control” the other yells anger written all over him. “I did... But Shelly got him out” Ray Replied slowly. Ray hated arguments the most, especially with Mark. Ray took steady steps below trying to avoid the man before him. “Do you know how long I have waited for this day and you just let him go?” he yelled walking closer. Ray’s back hits the hard wall. “Mark please,” he says his voice barely a whisper. “I will get him for you” he pleaded but Mark was not having it. “How will you get him? Do you think Reece is so dumb as to come back here?” Ray could only fumble with his shirt.“Do you not love me at all?” Ray asked, staring at the man before him. “It's been years Mark, so much has happened… Do you not love me even a little?” painful tears sparkle within his eyes. “Don't tell me you have not gotten this over your head” Mark spat bitterly. “I should get going” he was
Reece cried and screamed but time seemed to slow as he watched Shelly sneak into his room quickly untying the robes. “Never come back” her words rang in his head as she pushed him out the window. Falling from the second floor Reece winced but had no time to examine his wounds. He had to leave and time was fast running out of his favor. “Where is he?” he heard Mark scream but he took off not willing to hear more of the couple's fight. He ran as fast as his legs could take him, mainly avoiding the highway. Time ticked away but he was lucky to catch the last bus. Reece sat down too exhausted letting his mind wander. All his life he had known nothing but pain and rejection from those he called family, everyone had turned their backs on him but now he was beginning to think there was so much more than he knew. “Hey boy” a voice called and Reece jolted from his thoughts staring back at the driver. “You get down here don't you?” the driver asked and Reece just nodded not taking into cons