Date: Mon, 26 May 2008 15:52:20 +0100 (BST) From: Jackson Lloyd Subject: The Boys of Loch Park Avenue VII PART I Sorry for the wait but I've been busy with school. English stories, drum practice (I get lessons) not to mention learning songs on guitar for my band. But something that is more relevant to you is that I'm going to be releasing a new story called "That's Chicago". This story will be continued however and I plan to make a sequel after the main 'TA DA' shocker twist. ALL COMMENTS, IDEAS ETC WELCOME: Email - cfc_jackson_cfc@hotmail.com Happenings Chapter VII PART I -- What's the Worst Thing That Could Happen? Nathan knew fine well what was coming, an end has a start and he was a long way away from the start of the end. However he was aware when the start of the end would take place and it's always good to have a heads up. That short paragraph was an insight into just how messed up Nathan is at this moment in time. And this was the first chance he got to think about what happened, hence his emotional state back in the classroom. Nathan had gotten worked up and began to punch walls. His knuckles became bloody but his anger has not yet about to calm. Suddenly Nathan heard the sound of a hand battering off the door. He ignored it, until he heard David's voice shouting up that is. "Come on, open the door!" He shouted up, Nathan reluctantly went and opened the door, his hands still bloody, he tried to hide them. Hoping he'd get the chance to clean them up in the bathroom once he let David in. But it was too late, even though Nathan ran straight upstairs as soon as he opened the door, David immediately begged the question. "What the fuck happened to you're hands?!" He said wide eyed. His eyes were bulging, beautiful as ever but wild with anger knowing what Nathan had done. Nathan stopped in his tracks and then sped up the stairs. Disturbed from his muse, he didn't know what to do. He knew there was no where to go but he was having problems facing up to what had happened. "NATHAN! What the hells going on? What's happened?" "ARGHHH!" Thud, thud, thud. This carried on until David reached Nathan. He was at the wall; he was trapped, claustrophobic of life. And talking about what happened was just another brick in the wall. "NATHAN!" David said grabbing him and throwing him to the floor. "Tell me what happened." This was not a question. "You wouldn't understand." Nathan said calmly with not the slightest bit of eye contact. "Stop playin' fuckin' games. Wit happened?" "He... touched... me..." Nathan was obviously distressed. David put his arm round his shoulder but Nathan shoved him off. "Look," David said, lost for words. "I'm here and I..." Nathan looked at him. "What?" "Well... I... I... love you." Nathan looked at him again, and then got up. "Come here." He said opening his arms. David accepted the hug, making a special connection which was not something the boys had truly experienced before. It was indeed love. And they were doped out of their brains on it. "Do you feel the same?" David said looking him in the eye with his arms loosely wrapped around Nathan. "Course I do. Why would you think I didn't?" Nathan was still teary but was happier. His breath could be heard, sucking in all the air, taking in the smell from David's adrenaline high body. His head against David's chest, he could feel his heart on his face. Although their heart beats weren't in sync, they were beating as one. Now all this was very nice but David had to clear something up. "What do you mean by, "He touched me"?" Nathan was confused as to why the conversation had suddenly changed, but choose not to ignore David. "He... he said, "I can punish you here or suspend you."" "Nathan, DID HE HIT YOU?" Nathan shook his head. "He fucked me." David could hear the difficulty in Nathan's voice and he could feel the intensity of his muscles as they squeezed him closer. "It's ok." David said in a caring tone. "No it's not. He'll tell my mum and dad I'm gay if I grass." He sobbed. "A think he'd be the one in trouble." David said, putting things into perspective. "Plus what if he did tell your mum and dad?" "I couldn't deal with it. They would never look at me the same again. It would be weird getting dropped off at football practice. It would be horrible." Nathan said holding David even tighter. "Well, I'll tell my parents if you tell yours." Nathan looked up in to David's eyes. He looked like a teary eyed five year old. "That way you can tell them instead of them finding out from that pervert." "I don't know David." Nathan said in a in an uneasy voice. "Oh come on." David was getting a bit of a buzz from the idea. "What's the worst thing that could happen?" Nathan gave in and agreed but his mind didn't wonder far from the `what if?' question. What if his world was about to come to an end? Or even worse, what if this is only the beginning? The beginning of the end... Those words would stay with him forever now. "What's the worst thing that could happen?"