Chapter 10: A Sentimental Man.
After another awkward dinner filled of references and referrals to meetings with Pastor Skip and Bible quotes, IQ made his way up to his room to finish his assignments. IQ sat steeped in homework as the sun slowly set on Baltimore and IQ could hear his family's television down stairs playing the opening theme to The Andy Griffith Show. The boy's head fell back onto his pillow as he felt tears begin to stream down his face, he had enough of being told he was sick and that what he felt for Fender was wrong, was love so wrong? IQ turned on his side and sobbed deeply into his pillow until he heard something tapping at his window.
IQ froze completely and turned ever so slightly and made out a very familiar silhouette peering in at him. IQ dashed from his bed to the window and pulled on the bottom of the window pane, pulling the form in and placing his finger to his lips. "W-What are you doing here?" he whispered trying not to alert his parents downstairs. "I couldn't take it anymore, I had to see you." Fender whispered as he held IQ tightly around the waist and looked at the form of the boy he loved dearly. "Fender, if my mother and father catch you here, I'll have to endure so much Bible quotes and hymns and trips to that god awful Doctor Nelson.. But I don't care.." IQ said kissing Fender so passionately that if Fender hadn't been holding him, he'd have fallen on his butt.
All the passion and longing was releasing from both boys as they kissed and kissed over and over, each kiss more passionate than the last. Soon, they found themselves on IQ's bed truly letting their bodies do most of the talking. After hours and hours of "reuniting": IQ lied against Fender's chest with his arm around him. "I've missed you so much.." IQ murmured as he snuggled closer to Fender, his face now completely immersed in the other boy's pectorals. "I've missed you more than you know.." Fender said gently kissing IQ on the top of the head, tightening his grip on him ever so slightly.
There's much to discuss on both ends, but for that moment, everything was still and they were happy. Ex-girlfriends, parents and boring doctors be damned, these boys didn't care who tried to stop their love, they were ready to fight for it. "I told Tammy off today, she's been trying to get me to go back to her ever since she got you suspended and blackballed." Fender said breaking the perfect silence. "That bitch how I just want to smack her across that overly made up face of hers." IQ said glancing up at Fender with a mischievous smirk.
Fender smiled gently at IQ and kissed him again so glad to be able to kiss him after so many weeks of wanting to. "You're not the only blackballed council member, Tracy Turnblad got blackballed for crashing mother-daughter day." Fender said as IQ's face went from happy to sad for he missed being on the Council. "Don't worry, baby." Fender said gently rubbing IQ's shoulders as he looked into those sad eyes of his. "I heard a rumor that Tracy and her crew are going to crash Miss Hairspray." Fender said as smiled a mischievous smile as if he knew more than he let on. "W-What?" IQ said as Fender just kept smiling like that. "Well, I talked to Seaweed and he said that they would gladly help usher you in during Miss Hairspray." Fender said watching the look of joy swipe across his love's face.
"Really? Oh my gosh, Fender!" IQ said hugging Fender tightly and then looking up at him with a soft smile as he placed a deep kiss on his lips. "IQ, dear. Are you alright?" Mrs. Webster said knocking gently on the door which sent the boys into a panic to get Fender out the window. "Y-Yes, mother! I-I'll be right there." IQ said helping Fender toss on his clothes quickly and get him out the window, but not before a wistful kiss goodbye. IQ watched the boy he loved dearly escape down the drain pipe and into the night with his heart. "IQ, open this door this instant." Mrs. Webster said once again being persistent with her son to open up. IQ opened the door ever so slightly placing his glasses on his face and holding one of his books tightly to his chest as he wiped his eyes as if he had fallen a sleep whilst studying. "Y-Yes, mother?" IQ said in a sleepy voice as his mother gave him a look of shock as if she hadn't expected her son to have been asleep. "Just came up to check on you and wish you goodnight." Mrs. Webster said hugging her son and giving him a goodnight kiss on the cheek then gently rubbing her finger against her son's cheek wistfully. She wasn't sure how her intelligent, handsome son could fall so far, but she would be damned if she was going to let her son fall to the disease of homosexuality.