"That's a new jacket, isn't it, Bam?"
When I returned home, I was wearing the jacket Ville had given me. It was long and black, made out of a material that wasn't leather but felt very close, and had lapels. It reminded me slightly of a blazer or suit jacket, but at the same time, it was much more down to earth. It was definitely different than any other jacket I'd worn, but it was very comfortable.
"Uh, yeah. Ville gave it to me."
I attempted to head up to my room, but I was stopped by April behind me. "Bam, I got a call from your math teacher today. Apparently, you're failing."
"Am I?"
It wasn't really a surprise to me, as I hated math and nearly refused to do the work, but I didn't want April to know that. She nodded, "Yes, horribly."
"I'll try better."
"I think you'd best spend more time at home and do your work. Every day after school you're out with Chris!"
"Because I have fun with Raab."
"Well, starting Monday, you're going to be spending more time at home."
I rolled my eyes at her before walking away. I didn't think she would actually go through with it, but my thoughts were proven wrong when she refused to let me out, or let Raab in. Weekdays were now for studying, which was annoying me to an extreme, and I was only able to go out on weekends. The first weekend I spent with Raab, but after that, I managed to split my time so I could hang out, and still go see Ville at WCU.
Ville and I often had little time to ourselves, two hours at the most, but we attempted to make the best of it. Not often did we go as far as we had the one night, but we still managed to pleasure each other. Sometimes, the time we spent together was al talking, going on about what was happening lately, and generally just getting to know each other better.
His twentieth birthday was coming up, and I was hoping to do something special. Luckily, his birthday was a Friday, so I could spend the night with him. I had spent two weeks planning how it would go. Everything felt perfect in my mind, when three days before the Friday, I woke up in the morning with a sickly feeling in my stomach. Immediately, I ran to the bathroom and vomited.
I was upset that perhaps I may be sick for Ville's birthday, but that's all I assumed it was; that I was sick. The action repeated itself the next two mornings, but I didn't care. I was not going to sacrifice my lover's birthday just because I had a stomach bug. I was out of the house by later Friday evening, and got to the university just in time.
Beforehand, I had bought Ville a present, which was a fuchsia silk blouse, and when he unwrapped it, a look of awe was on his face. "Thank you so much, Bammie. It's beautiful."
After that, he made love to me as thanks. Because it was his birthday, I decided to make love to him as well, and it felt wonderful. It was my first time doing it to a man, but somehow, I felt as if I already knew how to do everything. Our love making went on late into the night, even early morning, while Brandon was hanging out in Jess' room with the guys.
"Bam, are you okay?"
I awoke the next morning feeling very sick, and running from the room. When I returned, Ville looked both frightened and concerned. "It's okay. Just the flu."
"How long have you been sick?"
"Four days now. I guess that's what I get for disregarding the weather."
"You should have told me. You didn't have to come."
Seeing the look of guilt on his face, I pressed a kiss to his lips. "I wanted to come. More than anything, I wanted to be with you."
That made him smile, although I could still tell that he felt bad for my illness. I didn't care that I was sick, as it didn't affect me at all, so I reassured him that everything would be okay. I had no idea that at the time, it was still the beginning. For the entire next week, I continued to get sick. Ville sent me emails to ask how I was, and I lied, telling him I felt just fine.
It was a mid-December afternoon when I vomited again that April noticed. "Bam, are you feeling okay?"
"Peachy," I replied, knowing my face was selling me out.
"You've been so sick. Let me take you to a doctor."
I shook my head, "No, Ape. You know I hate doctors. It's just a flu, I will be fine in no time."
Straight after that, I had gone to see Ville again. I knew that I looked exhausted and worn out, but I assured Ville that I was no longer sick, just very tired from spending hours awake at night studying. I was unsure if he bought it or not, but nonetheless, decided to make me feel better by making love to me. That would be the last time in a long time, though we had no idea.
"Bam, what the fuck?!"
I awoke the next morning to Brandon standing over the bed, observing Ville and I naked together under the sheets. I smiled, "Hi, Brand."
"Don't 'hi' me right now, Bam. Get out. Please."
I had no idea why he was so angry, but I felt the need to leave anyway. The bile was already on it's way up my throat as I reached the door, and before I had the chance to turn the knob, I vomited on the floor. Ville shot up in the bed, and looked over at me on the floor. Both men looked frightened.
