Aries1391: I think I'd react that way too, I mean… It's not everyday you're told that your boyfriend's had a baby! Anyway, thank you for the review!
Physis: Thank you, and I'm glad… I love the pairing too if you haven't guessed…
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Chapter 4
"How was your date?"
Spencer ignored her, surprising Martha as he scribbled his signature and stalked away. She waddled after him after throwing the clipboard she'd been holding, eventually slowing down from lack of breath as he neared the staffroom.
"Spencer, dear, are you alright?"
"Fine." He stated monotonously, throwing his bag down next to his desk.
"Do you want to tal-"
"Martha, I'm not in the mood for talking, leave me alone. Okay?" He threw his pencil case and his folder full of exam papers on the desk, ignoring the hurt look on the head office lady's face.
She left him, and he sighed and took out the first exam, reading it over before starting to mark it.
Nadja had proved just how childish he'd acted. She'd explained Bryan's story as true, and understood his reaction, no matter how un-Spencerish it had been. She explained that Yahlia knew that something was wrong, and that it was very important that he sort out this 'lover's tiff' quickly before they deeply upset the teen.
He knew it was true, but couldn't find it in himself to ring Bryan and apologise, hoping that at the end of the day he'd cooled down enough to actually pick up his phone. Hell knows how many times he'd tried that morning!
He frowned, adding another tick to the paper. He supposed that he had a right to be angry; he'd just missed out on twelve years with his daughter.
He sighed and threw down the pen.
"Alright there Spencer?"
The blonde turned, running a hand through his hair, "Yeah, yeah, just had a bad night." He sighed again, feeling a headache starting to dance on his forehead: he needed to get this sorted out.
o0o0o
Three days later, Spencer still hadn't called. He was starting to think himself as a coward, something he strived hard not to be.
He sighed as he leant back in his seat, running his hands through his hair. It eased his headache slightly.
"Sir?"
Spencer's eyes shot open and came to rest on the timid looking boy at the door.
"Mr Everest, what can I do for you?" The boy shyly made his way to the tables in front of Spencer's desk, sitting down on one of them, wringing his hands.
He gulped, "Well, sir, um…" Spencer sat up, making the boy stare at the ground, "Well… You're not, angry at us, as in Thomas and I for you know… Liking each other?"
Spencer frowned slightly, placing his hands on the desk, "No why?"
"Well, there are some students that are… less than supportive of our… preferences."
Spencer nodded, feeling the nervousness and fear emanating from the boy, "People can be unfair." He said.
"But, is it wrong for us to like each other like that? Even if we are both boys?"
"No, it's not." The boy continued to look doubtful. Spencer sighed, leaning forward, "I'll tell you a secret." He whispered, watching as the boy looked up slightly, "I'm gay too."
Luke's eyes shot up, "What?"
"I'm gay too." He repeated, "I prefer guys, I used to have a boyfriend too."
"Used too, sir?"
Spencer nodded, pulling out his wallet. He shuffled around a bit, pulling out a photograph and smiling sadly at it. He set in on the desk, pushing it towards Luke, "His name was Bryan."
Luke picked up the photo, staring at it. He could tell his teacher was happy, a fond smile on his face as 'Bryan' glared up at him, obviously angry. He was pouting and was turned so his back was to Spencer. The picture was crinkled, admitting that this photo was stared at a lot.
"What happened sir?"
"He lied, ran away, came back and told a tall story that turned out to be true."
Luke blinked, sweeping his dark brown locks away from his dark eyes, "Did he apologise?"
"Yes."
"Did you forgive him?"
"I…" Spencer trailed off, thinking deeply. Had he forgiven Bryan? He knew he was angry, but… Had he actually forgiven Bryan? "I… am still angry."
"You should forgive him then."
Spencer blinked. Was he unconsciously seeking advice from a twelve-year-old boy? "I should?"
"Yeah," Luke stated simply, livening up for the first time since lunch, "He obviously cares if he came back and told you his reason for leaving, he apologized too! And it's only right that you forgive him."
Spencer nodded, slightly put off by the logic behind the exclamation, "Right."
Luke jumped up, obviously less anxious after their small talk, "I'll see you sir."
"Come to me if you need to talk, alright? Bye."
"Okay, bye."
Spencer blinked in confusion, suddenly realizing what had happened. He had been told what he was supposed to have done by a twelve year old. He had practically been reprimanded. He sighed, leaning back in his chair again, his eyes closing as his headache grew stronger.
"He's right you know."
He jumped, nearly falling backwards, lucky his seat was practically leaning against the wall, "Nadja! Would you not do that? Knock!" He sighed.
She giggled, "So, are you going to talk to him?"
"I… I don't know." He went to open the drawers in his desk, checking to see if they were locked.
"Oh, Spencer!" She sat huffily down on a desk, "I thought you were smarter than Bryan! You need to talk to him again."
He sighed, "I understand that Nadja, you don't need to tell me again."
"Well, why haven't you spoken to him yet?" She demanded her hands in the air. She sighed at Spencer's frown, standing up. "Yahlia will be over at my place tonight and tomorrow night. She won't be returning home during the day either."
He blinked, as Nadja continued, "Bryan can be sensitive under that tough guy image he's built, you know all about his need to belong. It would make him feel a lot better if you talked to him." She smiled slightly, "Especially with that party at Tala and Kai's this Sunday. I think he'd have a better time talking to you than insulting Ian."
He nodded, understanding. She wandered out of the door, leaving Spencer to think. And think he did, until he snatched up his bag and stalked out of the room.
After all… He had a mission to complete.
o0o0o
"Hello?"
"Kai, it's Nadja, how's Bryan?"
Kai looked out into the lounge room, his scarlet eyes landing on a sleeping Bryan. "He's exhausted. He pretty much stayed up all night smashing stuff."
"Yes, that would be his father's temper. But moving on, I have a feeling Spencer's going to be visiting tonight, do you think yourself and Tala can wait there until he comes then let him in. I'd prefer if Bryan was not left alone."
He nodded, "We will." He paused, "How did you change his mind?"
He frowned at Nadja's giggle, "A kid from one of Spencer's classes was probably the one to change his mind. I just gave him the battlefield."
Kai nodded, "We'll see you then."
"HmHmm, Bye!" He turned to Tala, who was practically asleep in his chair by the kitchen table.
"Who was it?"
"Nadja. It seems like Spencer's coming over." He smirked when he saw his boyfriend's eyes light up.
"I knew there was a reason I liked that woman!"
"Sh!" Kai said as he sat on his partner's lap, punching him lightly on the shoulder, "Bryan needs sleep, big mouth."
Tala nodded apologetically, "Yes, of course, but you like my mouth." He smirked and leaned up, pressing his lips to Kai's, before he sighed, resting his head on Kai's shoulder, his eyes closing peacefully as Kai's hands ran through his hair, "We won't have to postpone the gathering after all."
"Hopefully."
o0o0o
Kai and Tala had let him in without question and had left after a short explanation on Bryan's behalf. He sighed as he laid his bag down and kicked off his shoes, taking in the bits and pieces of glass still on the floor.
"Bryan?" he called softly as he entered the living room. When he'd spied the man on the couch, he quietly made his way to the couch, sitting comfortably on the coffee table as he stared at Bryan.
He was wearing a pair of long pants, a patchwork blanket (obviously made by Nadja) covering his stomach. He had a peaceful expression on his face as he slept. Spencer smiled slightly, remembering how he'd sit up and watch Bryan sleep when they were younger.
He reached out, gently drawing Bryan's bangs away from his face. In return Bryan gabbled something, tensing, before relaxing a moment later. Spencer couldn't help the smile that made its way onto his face and stood to make himself some tea.
He busied himself with cleaning the house, picking up the glass Tala and Kai missed, amused by the scribbled pictures Bryan had hanging on a few of the walls. It was obvious that he loved Yahlia, very much.
He drank and swept at the same time, the wooden floor boards reflecting the world above them, slightly.
He heard a low moan roughly an hour later, and had made his way carefully to the lounge room, finding Bryan blinking up at the ceiling. He'd left the little lamp by Bryan on, just so he wouldn't tumble through the room.
Bryan hadn't noticed him and was sipping from the coffee he'd left on the table, stone cold, but seemingly welcomed by the younger man.
"How'd you sleep?" Spencer smirked as Bryan jumped, spilling his beverage onto the table. Spencer chuckled, "A bit clumsy aren't we?"
"It's the coffee." He retorted.
Spencer nodded, snatching the washcloth from his pocket and mopping the spill up. Bryan was looking around for his shirt, finding it by his bare feet. He slid it on, still staring at Spencer.
Spencer was now standing straight again, the cloth on the table, "So… Your story was true."
Bryan nodded and murmured, "Unfortunately."
"Unfortunately?" Spencer asked incredulously, "I thought you loved Yahlia."
"I do… But… Then this mess wouldn't have started."
Spencer sighed, "Bryan, you know that we would have gotten bored with our lives ages ago if we didn't have problems." He smirked and sat down on an arm chair, "I admit it though, that this was larger than what I expected."
"It's not my fault you know. It's not like I knew I could become pregnant." Bryan stated huffily, staring at the wall behind Spencer.
"Yes, well, it's not my fault someone didn't trust me."
Bryan slammed his hands down on the table, glaring up at Spencer, "Will you let it go? I know what I did was stupid! You don't have to keep rubbing it in my face!"
"I'm not! I'm simply showing you how much it hurt." Spencer stated, his eyes trained on Bryan's seething form.
"You are! Otherwise you'd just tell me off and quit mentioning it!" He growled. He stood up pacing around the room, the shirt falling off his shoulders slightly. He sighed, regaining his control over his temper, "Why did you come over and where are Kai and Tala?"
Spencer placed the cup down, moving to stand behind Bryan, "I wanted to talk and they've gone home."
"Talk? This is talking?"
Spencer watched as Bryan form shook slightly, feeling guilty for bringing up the topic, "No. But I want to talk now." He paused waiting for Bryan to say something. When he made no move to, he said, in a soft voice, "Who are you angry at?"
Bryan huffed, "Myself, mostly"
"Why?" Spencer stepped forward, drawing Bryan up against him, his back against his chest.
"Because… You would have wanted to know your daughter and I didn't think and look at me! I'm weak! I'm cowardly!"
Spencer turned the man around hugging him close, "Sh…" He cooed, "It's alright. You're not weak and you had a right to be scared. I'm sorry for getting mad earlier." Bryan nodded, acknowledging the apology. "Now stop whining and feeling sorry for yourself before you completely destroy your reputation."
He smiled at Bryan's chuckle, quickly rubbing away the moisture from Bryan's eyes.
"I'm sorry." Bryan sighed, wrapping his arms around Spencer.
They stayed like that for a while, standing with their arms around each other, until Spencer chuckled, moving away from their embrace, "I think you've let Yahlia make you go soft." He murmured.
Bryan nodded, "She used to cry a lot, hated the dark with a passion."
"Hm…" Spencer nodded absently, "Sounds like someone I know."
"I got over my fear of the dark, thank you. And if you keep making sarcastic comments I'm going to hit you." He threatened, drawing back slightly to glare up at Spencer.
"I'll only hit you back."
He stepped forward to rest his forehead on Spencer's chest, "Shut up."
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