Storm Elf apologizes for not updating sooner. She got her cord yesterday
but did not update because she is a lousy bum. She didn't updated until
late today because she has allergies and spent most of her time watching
Pirates of the Caribbean and lounging because she feels like crap when her
allergies attack. She still feels like crap but knows that she MUST update
before people get really pissed at her. Also, being sick promotes talking
in third person for some reason, go figure.
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The sun flicked my eyes as they opened. It had only peeked into the window, but it was enough to raise me from my sleep. Dee's arms still held me close. I could have stayed like that forever but I understood what it would mean if my uncle saw me like this. Getting off of the couch, I reached for my blanket and pillow. No one else in the house was awake yet. This would be the prime opportunity to sneak into my bed unnoticed.
The only sounds of me walking were soft taps on the carpeted stairs. I avoided the three that I knew squeaked and escaped without incident. I reached the top of the stairs and turned to head into my room when I spun I was suddenly face to face with Aunt Elena.
"Ryo, come with me." She turned and headed into my room, still wrapped up in her sea green robe and with the two pink curlers in her hair that gave her bangs curls. She sat down on my bed and patted the area next to it. Small streams of dust flew out of the fabric. It had received little use since I moved out. "I don't want any more lies, tell me the truth, all of it."
I looked into her eyes and swallowed hard, it would not be as easy as it sounded. I started off with how I had met him. I didn't leave out anything even if it would make her think less of me. "and then about two months ago he began almost living with me. He has his own apartment but I don't think that he has seen the inside of it for a month."
"Ryo, do you honestly expect us to believe that you have slept with that man but didn't do anything?" Her cross tone made me back up, which is not easy on a bed. "I want the truth, not what would sound good to your uncle."
"It is the truth! He is supposed to sleep on the couch. The only times that I let him sleep with me is when there are storms, you know that they scare me." It was as close to the truth as I was going to go. I had not slept with him in the sense that she was accusing me of, but I had not told her everything. Even Dee deserved to have some secrets. Many times after he thought that I was asleep he would come into bed with me. Sometimes he did this when I was still awake, other times when I was asleep, and some times when he woke me up. I had never complained about it though, he knew that he was welcome. "Police life is stressful, I don't know if I would even have the energy some nights, plus with Bikky being not too far away, it will be a very long time until then."
"So you plan to then?" Aunt Elena had never believed in beating around the bush. She would get right to the point unless she was trying to hide something, in which case it was imposable to figure out what it was.
"I'm not planning on it now, but it is going to come to that." I hated lying to her, I always felt like she could see right through it and many times I was right. I had already promised Dee a reward if he pulled the act off, I just didn't want to tell my aunt that I planned on using the time that Bikky was still at Carol's for anything less wholesome than what she would expect of me.
"I told you not to lie! Cant you even do that? I don't know what you are hiding from me, but I can see in your eyes that this isn't true. Never mind, if you cant tell me the truth then I don't want to talk to you anymore." Aunt Elena stood up and walked out of the room, not looking back before shutting the door.
I waited an hour in my room before heading downstairs. Dee was standing at the bottom, looking like he had something to say. He ran his fingers through his hair and pulled me off to the living room.
"Some people came by, sounds like they were friends of yours. Your dearest uncle told them about me and not in the nicest of ways. I was lying on the couch pretending to be asleep when he door bell rang. Rick opened it up and they asked for you, calling you Randy though. First he told them that you were a, and I quote 'dirty faggot just like that one over there.' I assume that he was pointing over at me. They argued with him, saying that it wasn't true. He told them what he saw, using disgusting details too. He elaborated enough to turn one of them green. Even I felt grossed out by how he was putting it. I think that your trip out with your friends has been canceled."
My body froze. I could deal with my aunt and uncle's rejection, I could deal with my friend's rejection, but not both at once. Dee put his arm around me and pulled me close. "I know that it is hard babe, but don't give up, everything will work out."
How could it work out? My family hated me, my friends hated me, everyone did. Dee seemed to understand what I was thinking. He pulled me onto his lap and held me. He didn't push for anything more of me, he just put his arms around me and reassured me.
"Hey, gay boys!" My uncle called from the kitchen. "Get the hell off of each other and get your sorry rainbow asses in here to eat what Elena took her good time to make for you!" It was clear that he still hated me for what I had done. He wasn't missing an opportunity to rub it in my face like I was a dog who had soiled the carpet. Dee glared in his direction, eyes narrowing into tiny slits.
"I'm not coming until you apologize to Ryo. I don't care what you say about me, but he still gives a damn about your opinion!" Dee rubbed my arms slowly, thinking as he did. He had something to say, I simply had to wait until he found the words. "Ryo, I know that you cant follow this advice, but don't let what he said get to you. Ignore him and enjoy your breakfast."
I wanted to stay with him, but he pushed me away, telling me to go eat. This time when I walked through the kitchen I did not see the perfect appliances or floor. I saw lies. Nothing could be perfect. Anyone that believed that they could be perfect, or appear to be, was hiding behind something. I stopped and looked down at the floor. There was a small puddle of water the size of a penny, it wasn't perfect at all.
I bowed my head and entered the room. A floor board creaked, shattering the silence that had fallen over the room. The quiet having already been broken, my uncle snorted. "Cant you even walk right anymore?"
"You want us to go home, don't you?" I looked into his eyes. Behind them burned the blackest of hates. The flames were visible, they danced dangerously close to the surface, waiting for the chance to burn anyone who tempted them. "Is that what you want?"
"No, you are staying here. Your faggot friend can leave any time he wants, but you are staying." He picked at his eggs with his fork. He thrust it in for the killing blow, knocking a few eggs from his plate.
"Uncle, please don't call him that." I pleaded with him, though I knew the answer. Nothing could appease him any more, not even begging.
"I will call him whatever the hell I want and you will be happy with it!" He took a long sip of his coffee. I river of dark brown liquid ran down his face and dripped onto his murdered eggs.
"I don't have to do anything that you tell me to. I don't have to stay here, and I don't have to listen to you call the man that I love degrading names. I am not some child that you can boss around anymore! I am an adult, capable of making my own decisions. I want to make you happy, but I'm not sacrificing my love for you. Dee is mine and I wouldn't give him up for the world so fuck off!" Threats of tears stung my eyes like a slap in the face. This was the kind man who had carried me around the county fair for an entire day after I scrapped me knee. He held me on his lap during countless thunderstorms when I stayed at his house. All of that was lost now. There was no turning back after what I had said. Suppressing all of the anger that I could, I turned to my aunt. "Thank you for the meal Aunt Elena, but I think that I am going to go out with my boyfriend for breakfast."
I turned and left the room. There was nothing more to say. I had burnt all of my bridges and there was no use in staying there and watch the ashes smolder. Dee was looking in the kitchen. He had faithfully remained on the couch. I went over and stood in front of him. He stood up and rested his hands around my waist.
"Glad to hear that you are finally standing up for yourself, it took you long enough." He understood just how worried I was. He could see my body shiver with fear, a blind man could see it.
"Want to go out for breakfast? I know this really nice place, it isn't that far from here. I know the owners" Behind me I could hear footsteps. They were watching us and they knew the restaurant that I was talking about, that was why I had picked it. I shot them a glare and put my arm around Dee's waist as though I was not ready to collapse any moment out of fear. My fight or flight response had been working double overtime for the past few days and I was running out of energy.
Dee and I strode out the door, arms still around each other. Right then, I didn't care who saw. I mentally dared anyone to say a word. I had to prove to myself that I could stand up to them. If I could do that, maybe I could stand up to my aunt and uncle.
In my aunt's car I let out a breath that I didn't know I had been holding. Dee took my hand in his and rubbed it, reassuring me that everything would be alright, we could get over anything together. I knew that it wasn't true. In the office people always warned Dee to be careful. Cases of murders and hate crimes were everywhere.
"Alright, which way to the restaurant?" Dee began pulling out of the driveway. I began listing off the directions for him.
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ah, wasn't that cute! Little Ryo got all pissed again! There is a point to the whole restaurant thing, just review and find out what it is!
Oh, and again I apologize for taking so long but most of it was because of the cord! Just got it yesterday, I am very happy because now I have my beloved laptop back!
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The sun flicked my eyes as they opened. It had only peeked into the window, but it was enough to raise me from my sleep. Dee's arms still held me close. I could have stayed like that forever but I understood what it would mean if my uncle saw me like this. Getting off of the couch, I reached for my blanket and pillow. No one else in the house was awake yet. This would be the prime opportunity to sneak into my bed unnoticed.
The only sounds of me walking were soft taps on the carpeted stairs. I avoided the three that I knew squeaked and escaped without incident. I reached the top of the stairs and turned to head into my room when I spun I was suddenly face to face with Aunt Elena.
"Ryo, come with me." She turned and headed into my room, still wrapped up in her sea green robe and with the two pink curlers in her hair that gave her bangs curls. She sat down on my bed and patted the area next to it. Small streams of dust flew out of the fabric. It had received little use since I moved out. "I don't want any more lies, tell me the truth, all of it."
I looked into her eyes and swallowed hard, it would not be as easy as it sounded. I started off with how I had met him. I didn't leave out anything even if it would make her think less of me. "and then about two months ago he began almost living with me. He has his own apartment but I don't think that he has seen the inside of it for a month."
"Ryo, do you honestly expect us to believe that you have slept with that man but didn't do anything?" Her cross tone made me back up, which is not easy on a bed. "I want the truth, not what would sound good to your uncle."
"It is the truth! He is supposed to sleep on the couch. The only times that I let him sleep with me is when there are storms, you know that they scare me." It was as close to the truth as I was going to go. I had not slept with him in the sense that she was accusing me of, but I had not told her everything. Even Dee deserved to have some secrets. Many times after he thought that I was asleep he would come into bed with me. Sometimes he did this when I was still awake, other times when I was asleep, and some times when he woke me up. I had never complained about it though, he knew that he was welcome. "Police life is stressful, I don't know if I would even have the energy some nights, plus with Bikky being not too far away, it will be a very long time until then."
"So you plan to then?" Aunt Elena had never believed in beating around the bush. She would get right to the point unless she was trying to hide something, in which case it was imposable to figure out what it was.
"I'm not planning on it now, but it is going to come to that." I hated lying to her, I always felt like she could see right through it and many times I was right. I had already promised Dee a reward if he pulled the act off, I just didn't want to tell my aunt that I planned on using the time that Bikky was still at Carol's for anything less wholesome than what she would expect of me.
"I told you not to lie! Cant you even do that? I don't know what you are hiding from me, but I can see in your eyes that this isn't true. Never mind, if you cant tell me the truth then I don't want to talk to you anymore." Aunt Elena stood up and walked out of the room, not looking back before shutting the door.
I waited an hour in my room before heading downstairs. Dee was standing at the bottom, looking like he had something to say. He ran his fingers through his hair and pulled me off to the living room.
"Some people came by, sounds like they were friends of yours. Your dearest uncle told them about me and not in the nicest of ways. I was lying on the couch pretending to be asleep when he door bell rang. Rick opened it up and they asked for you, calling you Randy though. First he told them that you were a, and I quote 'dirty faggot just like that one over there.' I assume that he was pointing over at me. They argued with him, saying that it wasn't true. He told them what he saw, using disgusting details too. He elaborated enough to turn one of them green. Even I felt grossed out by how he was putting it. I think that your trip out with your friends has been canceled."
My body froze. I could deal with my aunt and uncle's rejection, I could deal with my friend's rejection, but not both at once. Dee put his arm around me and pulled me close. "I know that it is hard babe, but don't give up, everything will work out."
How could it work out? My family hated me, my friends hated me, everyone did. Dee seemed to understand what I was thinking. He pulled me onto his lap and held me. He didn't push for anything more of me, he just put his arms around me and reassured me.
"Hey, gay boys!" My uncle called from the kitchen. "Get the hell off of each other and get your sorry rainbow asses in here to eat what Elena took her good time to make for you!" It was clear that he still hated me for what I had done. He wasn't missing an opportunity to rub it in my face like I was a dog who had soiled the carpet. Dee glared in his direction, eyes narrowing into tiny slits.
"I'm not coming until you apologize to Ryo. I don't care what you say about me, but he still gives a damn about your opinion!" Dee rubbed my arms slowly, thinking as he did. He had something to say, I simply had to wait until he found the words. "Ryo, I know that you cant follow this advice, but don't let what he said get to you. Ignore him and enjoy your breakfast."
I wanted to stay with him, but he pushed me away, telling me to go eat. This time when I walked through the kitchen I did not see the perfect appliances or floor. I saw lies. Nothing could be perfect. Anyone that believed that they could be perfect, or appear to be, was hiding behind something. I stopped and looked down at the floor. There was a small puddle of water the size of a penny, it wasn't perfect at all.
I bowed my head and entered the room. A floor board creaked, shattering the silence that had fallen over the room. The quiet having already been broken, my uncle snorted. "Cant you even walk right anymore?"
"You want us to go home, don't you?" I looked into his eyes. Behind them burned the blackest of hates. The flames were visible, they danced dangerously close to the surface, waiting for the chance to burn anyone who tempted them. "Is that what you want?"
"No, you are staying here. Your faggot friend can leave any time he wants, but you are staying." He picked at his eggs with his fork. He thrust it in for the killing blow, knocking a few eggs from his plate.
"Uncle, please don't call him that." I pleaded with him, though I knew the answer. Nothing could appease him any more, not even begging.
"I will call him whatever the hell I want and you will be happy with it!" He took a long sip of his coffee. I river of dark brown liquid ran down his face and dripped onto his murdered eggs.
"I don't have to do anything that you tell me to. I don't have to stay here, and I don't have to listen to you call the man that I love degrading names. I am not some child that you can boss around anymore! I am an adult, capable of making my own decisions. I want to make you happy, but I'm not sacrificing my love for you. Dee is mine and I wouldn't give him up for the world so fuck off!" Threats of tears stung my eyes like a slap in the face. This was the kind man who had carried me around the county fair for an entire day after I scrapped me knee. He held me on his lap during countless thunderstorms when I stayed at his house. All of that was lost now. There was no turning back after what I had said. Suppressing all of the anger that I could, I turned to my aunt. "Thank you for the meal Aunt Elena, but I think that I am going to go out with my boyfriend for breakfast."
I turned and left the room. There was nothing more to say. I had burnt all of my bridges and there was no use in staying there and watch the ashes smolder. Dee was looking in the kitchen. He had faithfully remained on the couch. I went over and stood in front of him. He stood up and rested his hands around my waist.
"Glad to hear that you are finally standing up for yourself, it took you long enough." He understood just how worried I was. He could see my body shiver with fear, a blind man could see it.
"Want to go out for breakfast? I know this really nice place, it isn't that far from here. I know the owners" Behind me I could hear footsteps. They were watching us and they knew the restaurant that I was talking about, that was why I had picked it. I shot them a glare and put my arm around Dee's waist as though I was not ready to collapse any moment out of fear. My fight or flight response had been working double overtime for the past few days and I was running out of energy.
Dee and I strode out the door, arms still around each other. Right then, I didn't care who saw. I mentally dared anyone to say a word. I had to prove to myself that I could stand up to them. If I could do that, maybe I could stand up to my aunt and uncle.
In my aunt's car I let out a breath that I didn't know I had been holding. Dee took my hand in his and rubbed it, reassuring me that everything would be alright, we could get over anything together. I knew that it wasn't true. In the office people always warned Dee to be careful. Cases of murders and hate crimes were everywhere.
"Alright, which way to the restaurant?" Dee began pulling out of the driveway. I began listing off the directions for him.
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ah, wasn't that cute! Little Ryo got all pissed again! There is a point to the whole restaurant thing, just review and find out what it is!
Oh, and again I apologize for taking so long but most of it was because of the cord! Just got it yesterday, I am very happy because now I have my beloved laptop back!