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Chapter 7
Okay, Ray, calm down. I can be calm. I can. I have to be. If I'm not calm, I'll have to hunt down that little shit and ring his neck.
He ran! The little shit ran!
******* flash back*******
"Fraser! You lied to me! You told me you didn't believe me when I told you I loved you, and here I am hearing these lyrics that tell me you, sir, are a fucking liar!"
"Ray! Oh, dear."
"No shit, Sherlock"
"Now, Ray, I can explain!" By this time the whole place is watching us with avid faces, paying rapt attention. Why can't they be this observant at a crime scene?
"I'd really like to see ya try Frase."
"Why don't we take this outside?" I could have sworn that I heard him mumble "So these people won't see me being killed." Good idea.
"Good idea, let's move."
Wouldn't ya know it. I follow him outside, and the little fucker had disappeared.
***********end flash back**********
I go to all the logical places to try and try and find him. I go to the consulate, I go to the precinct, I even go to a couple of parks! I even try the not so logical places, like other clubs. He's not in any of them. After searching for about 2 1/2 hours, I finally give up, and head back to my apartment for a sleepless night of tossing and turning.
Low and behold, I get to back to my place, and I hear the strangest thing. My stereo is playing a song I don't have. 'Course, I could have left the radio playing when I left, but since I hadn't listened to it in a couple of days, I was pretty sure I woulda noticed it playin'.
I cautiously approach my door, thinking it's a burgler, but then I kick myself thinking, *Any burgler would be pretty stupid to be announcing his presence like that. * And since my door shows signs of being broken into, it could only be one person. Fraser.
I pause outside the door listening to the music he's got playing, and I hear the WRRZZZZZZ that indicates the CD player is changing CD's. Since every other song that plays around him always gives me a clue about what is going on around him, I pause even longer and listen to the song that he has chosen.
It turns out that song by Amanda Marshall that Franny was going on and on about the other day, called 'Out of Bounds'
Standing on the edge of time
Playing out a reckless pantomime
And every day's another wrong to rectify
I dream about a stranger's touch
And voices in my head I cannot hush
And every night's a hunger I can't satisfy.
It's the secret that I keep
It's the ache that makes me weep
And I know I'm in too deep
I'm gonna drown
It's the emptiness I fear
Baby, please don't leave me here
'Cause I'm lost inside a dream
That's out of bounds.
I close my eyes and it's so real
And all at once I know just what I feel
And baby it's the kind of rush that terrifies
I am weak -
I am wrong
And every day I swear that I'll be strong
But there's a bond between us that I can't deny.
It's the secret that I keep
It's the ache that makes me weep
And I know I'm in too deep
I'm gonna drown
And it's the emptiness I fear
Baby, please don't leave me here
'Cause I'm lost inside a dream
That's out of bounds.
I wanna surrender
I wanna give in
I wanna lay down and let it be now
And let it begin
Let it begin.
It's the secret that I keep
It's the ache that makes me weep
And I know I'm in too deep
I'm gonna drown
It's the emptiness I fear
Baby, please don't be leavin me here
'Cause I'm lost inside a dream
That's out of bounds
Out of bounds
Out of bounds.
Holy shit. That song just took on a whole new meaning for me. A meaning that revolves solely around Fraser.
I think I may actually understand him now. About why the hell he keeps running from me. With that last song sayin' 'And though my love is rare/And though my love is true/Hey I'm just scared/That we may fall through.' and this new one sayin' that it hurts him to keep it to himself, I think I may finally be getting it.
I open the door to my apartment and brace my self for what is coming.
The door opens and I see Fraser standing in the middle of my living room, still dressed in his casual clothes, smiling at me. It's full of fear and uncertainty, but it's also full of hopeful promise. A promise of an eternity wrapped in his arms. It's all right there for me to take. All I have to is reach out and take it. The door softly closes behind me as I approach him.
I reach out, and take him into my arms.
Tbc…
If anyone out there wants to take pity n me, and beta read for me, please let me know. Also, if anyone out there would be willing to write a sex scene for me I would really not object. I would be forever grateful to you. I royally suck at them. As you can more than likely tell.