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Here is the second chapter of this story! Please enjoy!
The next day Sonny popped his eyes open from the loud radio alarm that began to get a bit fuzzy in connection. He yawned and flung his arm out at the alarm, shutting it off. He lay for a couple minutes more and stared sleepily at the ceiling. He had had a dream. A dream where he was flaunting about on stage. Flashing lights here and there, people cheering and cat-calling. He had thought it weird and just decided that it was because he didn't go to work the day before. He had gotten ready for it and grabbed his laptop, about to leave with Joel, but Joel held him back and reminded him lightly that there would be no more performances.
Sonny frowned at his ceiling, not wanting to go back to sleep now, and rolled out of bed. He got dressed in his uniform and stood in front of the mirror, not paying any attention to his face, and tousled his hair lightly to the right side to show off his half-shaved head. The peers and teachers at his school have gotten quite used to his outrageous style. At one point a girl even tried to copy it, but they ended up just shaving the rest of their hair off. Sonny smiled to himself at the thought and pushed his glasses onto his nose. Nobody could outdo his do. He grabbed his books, his bag, an apple, his long coat and scarf, and walked out the door.
His shoes patted lightly in the slush that the rain the other day had created. He kicked a tiny pile in front of him and smiled. A few snowmen in the distance were melted and lopsided, and tall snow hills shrunk twice the size it used to be. Sonny was still surprised that their was snow on his pathway.
He took out a cigarette and lit it, taking a long, hard drag on it until it filled his lungs, and then blew the smoke out into the air, trying to create a ring. But failed.
He entered school after putting out his cigarette and walked to his locker. No notes. No looks. A couple stares from visitors and volunteers here and there, but he's learned to deal with it. He put his coat and scarf and books into the locker. He fumbled over his math book and it fell out of his grasp.
"Shit..." He whispered and leaned down to grab it, but stopped when he saw a pair of Nikes standing in front of him. He looked up and saw a boy with large, blue eyes, smiling down at him. He pressed his lips together.
"Here," He offered, leaning down to pick up the book. He handed it to Sonny, "Rad hair. I'm Rudy Hassell, you must be Sonny Moore," He smiled.
This very action made Sonny hold his breath. This boy had the most gorgeous smile he has ever seen... so familiar... his jaw instantly dropped and he blinked.
"I-I remember you!" Sonny exclaimed, "You went to the same school I did in LA! Rudy! How have you been, man?" Sonny held out a hand to the taller boy. Rudy raised an eyebrow and chuckled. He instead wrapped his arms around Sonny's shoulders into a firm hug. Sonny's stomach did a full loop before he could connect the hug.
"I've been good! I can't believe I didn't know you went here! I've been here since the beginning of the school year!" He laughed.
"Oh? Why'd you move out here?" Sonny asked. Rudy shrugged.
"Parents found a better job here, surprisingly." He laughed, "So how's it going with you? You changed quite a bit. At first I didn't recognize you. I actually had to ask someone who the fuck you were,"
Sonny rubbed the back of his neck, "Oh well, you know... stuff,"
Someone bumped into Rudy and started to laugh. Rudy looked like he blushed and quickly slapped the girls away. Sonny raised an eyebrow as he looked to the ground and shook his head, laughing. He looked back at Sonny and smiled.
"How about we talk more later. I'll take you out to lunch? My treat," He smiled a full-toothed smile.
"Sound great! Thanks," Sonny nodded and smiled back.
"Can I text you sometime? Just so we can hang out more? I miss you, man," He pouted. Sonny laughed and nodded, taking his phone out of his pocket and handing it over to Rudy. Rudy did the same and then they went back to school.
"Stupid... stupid... really fucking stupid..." Joel scanned page-after-page in a large YellowPages book, searching for job openings anywhere possible.
It was hard finding a job in mid February, he knew that, but how was he supposed to afford a home for him and Sonny to live in when he just had enough to rent Sofi's basement? He's been planning and saving up until he had enough money to pay for an apartment, at the least. He already decided that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with Sonny, that was why he never agreed to live with him in the first place. He needed the privacy and his own space to really save anything. Sonny was snoopy, and Joel didn't have a bank account, so all his savings were hidden in a locked up brief case under some floor boards in Sofi's basement. Pretty top-secret stuff, so Joel assumed. Joel didn't want Sonny to just one day find the case and open it and see all the money he had. He wanted to surprise him with it. For now at least.
"You've been staring at the same book for a week now, Joel," Sofi trotted in the dining room with a coffee mug in hand and dark circles under her eyes, "Why don't you read the new paper? It probably has better options,"
"I refuse to start anything new without finishing something old," Joel mumbled and flipped the page again, "Besides, why are you pestering me? Shouldn't you be at school learning and stuff?"
Sofi shrugged, "I don't feel good, so I stayed home," She sat heavily on a chair next to Joel and sipped her coffee, "That sucks about the whole losing your job thing, but even I'm not getting all worked up about it," She yawned.
Joel glared at her, "You worked their for a month until they found out that you were younger then 18,"
"Hey now," She threw her hands up in surrender, "I didn't know they asked for ID at that place to get drinks... how did Sonny get drinks?"
"I bought them for him," Joel shrugged and sighed, shutting the book, "So what are you going to do today?"
Sofi shrugged and bit her lip, "Maybe bake a cake? Wanna help?" She looked lazily over at Joel. He shrugged and they almost simultaneously got out of their seats and into the kitchen.
Sonny stood by his locker, gathering $5 out of his backpack and putting on his coat and scarf. It was almost 2 minutes later when Rudy smiled and sped down the hallway to meet Sonny. He hugged him again. Sonny thought it was strange that Rudy loved hugging so much. He guessed it was because Rudy was trying to get used to having his old friend back. Sonny agreed that he did change alot. He wasn't a very huggy guy unless it was with Joel, and even then he didn't hug him often.
"So how's your mom? She still working?" Rudy asked, sipping a hot chocolate.
Sonny nodded and smiled, "Yeah, she has to work a lot more now that it's just us," He chuckled. Rudy stopped smiling.
"What happened to your dad?" Rudy asked. Sonny quieted down and bit his lip.
"I'd... rather not talk about it,"He said, shrugging apologetically, "But all is good."
"Oh, no problem. But I'm glad things are working out for you guys," He smiled again. The whole room seemed to light up. Sonny looked down at his sandwich and suddenly didn't feel like eating, even though his stomach was aching for it. "You got a job yet?"
"I did, but the place closed down. It was in the newspaper,"
"I don't read, remember?" Rudy winked and sipped his drink again, "But tell me what happened."
Sonny told him about everything that happened to the centre. Rudy was surprised that he didn't even hear about Skrillex or Deadmau5, but he told Sonny that even if he heard about that, he still wouldn't listen to the music.
"I'm not a fan of electronic music, I like the older stuff like classical and rock," Rudy shrugged, "Sorry,"
"No no, don't apologize," Sonny laughed and forced himself to casually pick up his coffee and take a tiny sip. The heat soothed the aching, so he drank a bit more before putting it back down and clearing his throat.
Rudy just smiled and looked into Sonny's eyes. He remembered Rudy to be the bullying type back then in elementary school. He never really liked anyone except for Sonny and Rachel, but other then that, he pretty much despised any other sort of human contact. He never used to hug people. He never had straight, perfect teeth. His hair was never that light either. Everything Sonny knew about Rudy seemed to changed but those eyes. Sonny envied Rudy's big, blue eyes, but he wasn't sure if it was the feeling of envy that he used to know. It felt more like Rudy's eyes were luring Sonny into a deep trap every time he sullenly glanced at them. They would catch him, make him breathless, but he forced himself to look away. He looked down at his sandwich again and picked at the bread mindlessly.
"I think we should head back now," Rudy said, peering down at his watch.
Sonny agreed and they left with their unfinished lunch. Sonny was not destined to finish it though.
Sonny sat at his desk, staring at the light wood with the etched-in letters spelling out "Slipknot". He stared blankly at his test and picked up his pencil. He began to answer the questions as he thought, but he knew most of them were completely wrong.
Sonny got home and called for his mom, but she wasn't home yet so he grabbed a bag of popcorn and placed it into the microwave. He got settled with a cup of coffee and a cigarette in hand. He kept his arm out the window while holding it so the smoke wouldn't linger in the house. He blew the smoke out the window as he flicked through the channels on the TV. Nothing was interesting on the TV, so he settled for some cartoons until the phone started to ring. Sonny flicked his cigarette out the window and blew out the smoke quickly. He raced to the phone and answered it.
"Hey Sonny," Francis said through the receiver, "Did you want anything specific for dinner?"
Sonny shrugged, even though she couldn't see it, and then looked at the calender, "How about tacos?" He suggested, looking at the February picture of a taco dish filled with ingredients of all sorts.
"Sounds good, invite Joel over if you want," She said, "I'll be home in about 3 hours or so, traffic's supposed to be slow today,"
Sonny nodded, "Okay."
"Love you, see you soon,"
"Love you," He hung up the phone and smiled to himself, picking the phone up again and dialling Joel's number. He waited for the man's voice to be heard.
"Yo," He said. Sonny laughed.
"Come over now. Bye." He said quickly and hung up the phone.
As time ticked by, Sonny busied himself by tidying up his room, which was something he rarely did unless he was expecting company. Even though Joel insisted that Sonny relax and that it didn't matter how messy his room was that he would still love him, Sonny rebelled against it and cleaned it anyway. It's not like he was a care-free and messy child in the first place. Even when he was younger he would always clean up after himself, but at odd times he would forget. I mean, who doesn't, right? But that one time usually turns into nagging from Francis and then Sonny is reluctant to obey. He just likes making people happy, not making them satisfied.
Sonny set up a few candles on the table and lit them. He shut off the main light and flicked on the lamps beside the couch. It made the room seem warmer, including the fireplace. He and his mom had fixed the draft in the apartment as soon as they got the money to, which helped Sonny get better sleep, but also helped the space heat up faster in the winter, and cool down faster in the summer. It was a great addition to the place where Sonny called home.
He lay a blanket down on the rug in front of the fireplace and placed his pack of cigarettes and a couple condoms next to a pile of pillows. He walked by the candles again and sniffed the air. Cinnamon. He liked the smell of cinnamon, even though it was very Christmas-y to even consider it, but it set Sonny's insides to warm and cosy. He quickly ran into his bedroom and stripped off his clothing, replacing his pants and boxer-briefs with a loose pair of black track pants, and slipped on a loose white t-shirt. He replaced his lip studs with slightly spikier-studded ones and tousled his hair. He took off his glasses and set them on his vanity. He looked up at the mirror. At his reflection. He froze.
He reached up to touch his face, but was stopped by a knock at the door. He just stared at himself and had to force his eyes to look away. He shut the light off and left the washroom slowly. Joel. He sped up his pace but stopped when he reached the door. He did a breath test on his hand and then unlocked the door and slowly opened it. Joel stood there in his thin coat that he had worn every winter since their first Christmas together when Sonny had bought it for him. He smiled and let him enter. Joel smiled and raised an eyebrow when he saw the candles and dimmed lights. Before he could even take his jacket off, Sonny was already kissing his neck.
Joel chuckled and let his coat fall to floor after pushing the door closed. Sonny reached over and locked it before peeling off his shirt and standing in front of Joel, smiling darkly. Joel grinned darkly and touched Sonny's waist with freezing cold hands. Sonny gasped and let out a moan when Joel's hands pushed under the elastic of his track pants. Sonny made a noise again when the icy touch just lightly trailed his shaft. Joel took his hands out and removed his own shirt before grabbing to the side of Sonny's neck with one hand, and his waist with the other. He rubbed his thumb under Sonny's ear which sent tiny shocks right through Sonny's body. Sonny felt empowerment. Something had happened to him and Joel could feel it too.
Joel lifted one of Sonny's legs up onto his waist and lightly carried him like that to the living room. He chuckled when he saw the set-up.
"Expecting something?" Joel asked, raising an eyebrow at his beloved boyfriend. Sonny just blushed and shrugged.
Joel smiled and lay Sonny on his back on the blanket. Sonny ran his hand down Joel's naked torso and felt as the chilly hands of his boyfriend returned back under the elastic and took the fabric with it. Sonny closed his eyes when he felt a moist object stroke up his shaft slowly. He gasped softly when lips enclosed over the head of his cock and engulfed him whole with one sudden movement. Sonny moaned and grabbed at Joel's hair.
Rough teeth ground upward and Sonny's knees quickly jolted as he bit his lip, trying so hard as to not cum so early. A warmed hand mindlessly massaged under him as Joel pulled away and looked up into chocolate brown eyes. Sonny just closed his eyes and threw his head back when he felt a finger trying to enter him without lubricant.
"J-Joel," Sonny stuttered. Joel leaned up and kissed Sonny's lips.
"Don't worry, I won't hurt you," He whispered hoarsely into Sonny's ear which made his hard on increase.
He continued to penetrate Sonny as he kissed down his thigh slowly, leaving a trail of wetness behind his tongue. Sonny sighed and felt his hips being raised from the ground. Joel rested Sonny's legs around his waist after disposing of his own jeans. He ran his fingers up Sonny's body and smiled lovingly down into his eyes. Sonny smiled back, but then stopped as watched as Joel tore the condom package with his teeth.
"Stop," Sonny said said, leaning forward and placing a hand on Joel's. He raised and eyebrow as Sonny took the condom away from Joel, "I trust you," He whispered.
Joel just stared at Sonny with disbelief as the younger boy smiled again. Joel took a deep breath and nodded, looking over at the tiny bottle of lubricant. He pressed his lips together as he stroked himself with the serum and readied his cock against Sonny's entrance.
"I love you," Joel whispered, almost in a promising tone, and held on tightly to Sonny's waist.
"I love you too," Sonny whispered back and closed his eyes as he felt Joel's member sink deep inside him.
He gasped and continued to feel every inch of the man he loved. He would never want Joel to feel out of place. He would never want his boyfriend to feel like he was dirty. Sonny trusted the man with every ounce of his being.
A few weeks before Sonny's 17th birthday, Joel had gone to the doctor's. He signed himself up for health care and decided, for Sonny's sake, to get checked for any diseases, even though he has never gone in without a condom. Joel liked to be safe, which was something Sonny admired. And even if Joel had an STD, Sonny promised him he would love him all the same.
Joel didn't know how to feel about the situation then. He felt happy, relieved, but also scared. Not scared in the sense that he was going to hurt his beloved, though he always secretly worried in the back of his mind.
2 years and everything was still perfect, 2 whole fucking years have gone by without one bad argument, one fable disagreement. Not a single, violent fight was ensued. Everything was beautiful until Sonny's cell phone started to ring.
AN: CLIFFHANGER. DON'T KILL ME.