Chapter 6
Rachel caught up with Jack who was mumbling to himself as he walked down the street. They walked right past the spot where Eric had died nearly a month before.
"JACK!" Rachel yelled at him, grabbing his arm. He turned to face her, with a vacant expression that she noticed he wore too often these days.
"What the hell is going on? Where are you going? Why won't you talk to me?" Rachel folded her arms and waited for a response. Jack stood there, staring through her.
"Rachel, I have to go. Eric needs me..." Jack turned to continue walking when Rachel stopped him again, this time she slapped him across the face.
"Wake up! You're not acting like yourself! Talk to me!" Rachel begged. Her face contorted as she began to cry. She covered her mouth as she fought the tears.
"Rachel, I'm almost done. Everything is going to be okay. I promise," Jack smiled gently.
"What's going to be okay? I don't understand what's going on! Please, Jack, I'm so worried about you, you haven't been sleeping much, you disappear for hours at a time, you don't go to class anymore..." Rachel's every word dripped with her sincerity and concern. Jack stared at her passively.
"I'm fine, everything is going to be fine." Jack started walking again. Rachel stood and watched him take a few steps before catching back up with him and stopping him yet again.
"You didn't answer my question!" Rachel immediately pulled Jack close to her and kissed him tenderly on the lips, responding to an impulse she had suppressed for weeks. Jack's face remained unchanged.
"Don't do that again... Eric doesn't like that," Jack droned just before he turned and walked away. Rachel stood there on the sidewalk sobbing.
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Shawn bolted up the stairs to Angela's floor and attacked the door vigorously. Angela opened the door slowly and stared at Shawn's wild-eyed face. Shawn pushed Angela aside and opened her closet door.
"I've gotta get you outta here for awhile," he rushed as he began to throw clothes onto her bed.
"What? What are you doing? What's going on, Shawn?" Angela walked over to Shawn and put her hand on his shoulder.
"Look, we don't have a lot of time... Jack could be here at any minute!" He pulled her suitcase from the shelf above her closet and began stuffing clothes into it.
"Jack? I went by his apartment earlier today..." Shawn froze. "Rachel was a bitch and threw me out, literally. I was just checking up on them to see how they were doing."
"Was Jack there?"
"No, but Rachel was leaving in an awfully big hurry," Angela folded her arms impatiently. "What's going on, Shawn?"
"I can't explain right now, but you are in serious danger... Please, just trust me, I need you to stay with Mr. Feeney for a few days until I can sort out this mess." Shawn walked to the door and locked it.
"What?! With Mr. Feeney?? Shawn, what the hell is going on!?" Angela stood in front of Shawn and waited for him to answer.
"Angela, Corey's dead." Angela gasped. "Get your things and let's GO! NOW!" Shawn walked her to her suitcase lying open on the bed and helped her pack.
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Jack walked into his apartment and closed the door behind him. He could feel his strength leaving him as he stumbled to the bedroom. He stripped and entered the shower. After a few moments of standing in the warm water his knees gave out and he crumbled to the bathroom floor. The water poured over his naked, convulsing body as he whimpered and bawled.
"Eric! I need you," Jack yelled. "I can't do this without you... help me."
Eric entered the shower with him, taking him by the hand and pulling him up to his feet. Jack smiled as he looked into Eric's deep brown eyes.
"I love you, Jack. You've done so much for me. You're almost done."
"It's so hard, I miss you so much, Eric."
"I know, and I've missed you to. We won't be apart ever again as soon as you do this last thing for me." Eric pulled Jack close to him, their bodies making full contact under the jet of warm water. Jack gazed longingly into his eyes and waited for Eric to lean forward and kiss him. Eric didn't disappoint him. They could feel each other becoming aroused which only fed the others mutual desires. Their hands simultaneously floated over each others backs, exploring from the nape of their necks to the taut, supple curves of their glutes.
"I can't believe we lived together for so long... not knowing, not feeling..." Jack's whisper trailed off, his eyes closed in satisfaction.
Eric's lips brushed softly against Jack's ear as he whispered, "We will be together forever... nothing will ever separate us again."
He pinned Jack to the shower wall with another moist kiss. Eric worked on Jack's neck, gently kissing and licking his way down Jack's chiseled chest. Eric continued, kissing his way to Jack's well-defined six-pack and past his navel until Eric had knelt down in front of him. In an instant, Jack began to cry out as Eric's lips manipulated and kissed what he sought. Jack looked down and watched Eric skillfully pleasure him, causing Jack's breath to quicken and his heart to race; his whole body tingled. Eric's left hand grabbed and squeezed Jack's ass, then gently touched and caressed his thigh and calf, making many unhurried return trips. His right hand groped its way up Jack's stomach and chest and kneaded his pecs feverishly. Jack moaned over and over as his own hands found their way to Eric's thick, wet hair. He rhythmically applied downward pressure on Eric's head and nape of his neck.
"Oh, Eri...Eric...No..." Jack groaned zealously, his head tilted back as he gave himself completely to Eric. His right hand left Jack's chest and stomach; it slinked erotically up Jack's neck to find his waiting, open, and eager mouth. Jack sucked Eric's middle and forefinger through his lips, biting and licking them madly. It drove Jack crazy, feeling Eric's fingers sliding slowly in and out, across his tongue. The overload of elation quickly became too much for Jack, his vocalized pleasure matched only by Eric's own muffled grunts and moans. Jack's voice became louder and higher as his senses and body peaked in one gigantic, harmonious explosion of rapture. Eric ensured that not one drop of their lovemaking was lost or spilt.
Barely lucid, Jack slid down the wall of the shower he had been pinned to and sat starring into Eric's beaming face. He pulled Jack close to him and held him comfortingly until the water ran cool. Jack opened his eyes and looked around. He smiled a little as he picked himself up from the shower floor and grabbed a towel.
"Just a little nap and I'll finish it. We'll never be apart again... I love you, Eric."
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George let a worried, disturbed Angela and Shawn into his home. Shawn took the suitcase upstairs and set it in George's guestroom.
"Mr. Feeney, I appreciate you letting me stay with you, I still don't understand what's going on," Angela spoke sheepishly.
"Well, Ms. Moore, you are welcome here anytime. I understand that this is some sort of an emergency..."
"...it is, and we both thank you, Mr. Feeney. You're the best as usual, but I gotta go. I gotta find Jack..." Shawn turned to Angela, "Promise me you'll stay here until I call you, 'kay?" Angela nodded, wishing she could keep that promise.
Rachel caught up with Jack who was mumbling to himself as he walked down the street. They walked right past the spot where Eric had died nearly a month before.
"JACK!" Rachel yelled at him, grabbing his arm. He turned to face her, with a vacant expression that she noticed he wore too often these days.
"What the hell is going on? Where are you going? Why won't you talk to me?" Rachel folded her arms and waited for a response. Jack stood there, staring through her.
"Rachel, I have to go. Eric needs me..." Jack turned to continue walking when Rachel stopped him again, this time she slapped him across the face.
"Wake up! You're not acting like yourself! Talk to me!" Rachel begged. Her face contorted as she began to cry. She covered her mouth as she fought the tears.
"Rachel, I'm almost done. Everything is going to be okay. I promise," Jack smiled gently.
"What's going to be okay? I don't understand what's going on! Please, Jack, I'm so worried about you, you haven't been sleeping much, you disappear for hours at a time, you don't go to class anymore..." Rachel's every word dripped with her sincerity and concern. Jack stared at her passively.
"I'm fine, everything is going to be fine." Jack started walking again. Rachel stood and watched him take a few steps before catching back up with him and stopping him yet again.
"You didn't answer my question!" Rachel immediately pulled Jack close to her and kissed him tenderly on the lips, responding to an impulse she had suppressed for weeks. Jack's face remained unchanged.
"Don't do that again... Eric doesn't like that," Jack droned just before he turned and walked away. Rachel stood there on the sidewalk sobbing.
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Shawn bolted up the stairs to Angela's floor and attacked the door vigorously. Angela opened the door slowly and stared at Shawn's wild-eyed face. Shawn pushed Angela aside and opened her closet door.
"I've gotta get you outta here for awhile," he rushed as he began to throw clothes onto her bed.
"What? What are you doing? What's going on, Shawn?" Angela walked over to Shawn and put her hand on his shoulder.
"Look, we don't have a lot of time... Jack could be here at any minute!" He pulled her suitcase from the shelf above her closet and began stuffing clothes into it.
"Jack? I went by his apartment earlier today..." Shawn froze. "Rachel was a bitch and threw me out, literally. I was just checking up on them to see how they were doing."
"Was Jack there?"
"No, but Rachel was leaving in an awfully big hurry," Angela folded her arms impatiently. "What's going on, Shawn?"
"I can't explain right now, but you are in serious danger... Please, just trust me, I need you to stay with Mr. Feeney for a few days until I can sort out this mess." Shawn walked to the door and locked it.
"What?! With Mr. Feeney?? Shawn, what the hell is going on!?" Angela stood in front of Shawn and waited for him to answer.
"Angela, Corey's dead." Angela gasped. "Get your things and let's GO! NOW!" Shawn walked her to her suitcase lying open on the bed and helped her pack.
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Jack walked into his apartment and closed the door behind him. He could feel his strength leaving him as he stumbled to the bedroom. He stripped and entered the shower. After a few moments of standing in the warm water his knees gave out and he crumbled to the bathroom floor. The water poured over his naked, convulsing body as he whimpered and bawled.
"Eric! I need you," Jack yelled. "I can't do this without you... help me."
Eric entered the shower with him, taking him by the hand and pulling him up to his feet. Jack smiled as he looked into Eric's deep brown eyes.
"I love you, Jack. You've done so much for me. You're almost done."
"It's so hard, I miss you so much, Eric."
"I know, and I've missed you to. We won't be apart ever again as soon as you do this last thing for me." Eric pulled Jack close to him, their bodies making full contact under the jet of warm water. Jack gazed longingly into his eyes and waited for Eric to lean forward and kiss him. Eric didn't disappoint him. They could feel each other becoming aroused which only fed the others mutual desires. Their hands simultaneously floated over each others backs, exploring from the nape of their necks to the taut, supple curves of their glutes.
"I can't believe we lived together for so long... not knowing, not feeling..." Jack's whisper trailed off, his eyes closed in satisfaction.
Eric's lips brushed softly against Jack's ear as he whispered, "We will be together forever... nothing will ever separate us again."
He pinned Jack to the shower wall with another moist kiss. Eric worked on Jack's neck, gently kissing and licking his way down Jack's chiseled chest. Eric continued, kissing his way to Jack's well-defined six-pack and past his navel until Eric had knelt down in front of him. In an instant, Jack began to cry out as Eric's lips manipulated and kissed what he sought. Jack looked down and watched Eric skillfully pleasure him, causing Jack's breath to quicken and his heart to race; his whole body tingled. Eric's left hand grabbed and squeezed Jack's ass, then gently touched and caressed his thigh and calf, making many unhurried return trips. His right hand groped its way up Jack's stomach and chest and kneaded his pecs feverishly. Jack moaned over and over as his own hands found their way to Eric's thick, wet hair. He rhythmically applied downward pressure on Eric's head and nape of his neck.
"Oh, Eri...Eric...No..." Jack groaned zealously, his head tilted back as he gave himself completely to Eric. His right hand left Jack's chest and stomach; it slinked erotically up Jack's neck to find his waiting, open, and eager mouth. Jack sucked Eric's middle and forefinger through his lips, biting and licking them madly. It drove Jack crazy, feeling Eric's fingers sliding slowly in and out, across his tongue. The overload of elation quickly became too much for Jack, his vocalized pleasure matched only by Eric's own muffled grunts and moans. Jack's voice became louder and higher as his senses and body peaked in one gigantic, harmonious explosion of rapture. Eric ensured that not one drop of their lovemaking was lost or spilt.
Barely lucid, Jack slid down the wall of the shower he had been pinned to and sat starring into Eric's beaming face. He pulled Jack close to him and held him comfortingly until the water ran cool. Jack opened his eyes and looked around. He smiled a little as he picked himself up from the shower floor and grabbed a towel.
"Just a little nap and I'll finish it. We'll never be apart again... I love you, Eric."
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George let a worried, disturbed Angela and Shawn into his home. Shawn took the suitcase upstairs and set it in George's guestroom.
"Mr. Feeney, I appreciate you letting me stay with you, I still don't understand what's going on," Angela spoke sheepishly.
"Well, Ms. Moore, you are welcome here anytime. I understand that this is some sort of an emergency..."
"...it is, and we both thank you, Mr. Feeney. You're the best as usual, but I gotta go. I gotta find Jack..." Shawn turned to Angela, "Promise me you'll stay here until I call you, 'kay?" Angela nodded, wishing she could keep that promise.