One Damn Cold Night (boyxboy)A Story by Katie Hartx A soccer player named Lucas is in love with Dylan who is gay but is taken. What happens when Lucas finds that Dylan gets abused will he help him? Or give up on him and find a new love in return?
I got downstairs with nothing but a towel wrapped around my waist. Going to the fridge to get a coke my mom came in the kitchen, “Your uncle is on the phone he says he wants to talk to you.” I slammed the fridge and headed towards the living room. Why? Why now? I picked up the phone, “Hello?” “Hey Dylan how is going?”
“Why are you calling me?”
“Oh well your mother and I talked and well…”
The line went silent, “I’m hanging up,” I snapped.
“No wait! Your mother told me to take care of you.”
Why the hell would my mom want him to do that, “Why? She is already taking care of me?”
“Didn’t your mom tell you?”
“Enough with the small talk. Why?”
“Your mother is going over seas on a cruise to work. So she told me to take care of you.”
I remembered my mom telling me that a few days ago about her going over seas, “And how would you take care of me when you live in England?”
The phone went silent and then, “You will live with me and go to a boarding school. And you will come home every weekend. Its your mother wish for you to come to England while she works. It would be months before she comes back.”
Well if it was for my mother I guess it won’t hurt, “OK. I will do it.”
“Good boy,” don’t praise me like a dog, “I will send you a plane ticket for you to come this weekend. School will start on Monday.”
We arrived on Friday to the airport. I hated planes they were always so nosy and people don’t stop talking to you ones they start. I arrived at the gate and my mom was hugging me good bye. It felt like she was abandoning me by going on the cruise. Why work on a cruise mom? I let go of her and got my backpack. Waving at her I disappeared from her site and aboarded the plane. I sat next to a man who looked like a grandpa. ‘Please don’t talk to me, please don’t talk me.’
“Hey where did you come from?” the old man says.
I quickly made up a excuse, “I don’t speak English.” I turned to face the window. My excuse worked because he gave up speaking to me. I sighed and relaxed.
At 12 pm which was a 27 hour flight I unbroaded the plane. I saw a guy holding a sign saying, ‘Master Dylan’ I walked over to him, “Who are you?”
“Um…I’m Chase and as you can see I’m waiting for someone.”
“OK what are you doing my name?” I get annoyed easily.
The guy looked at me stunt, “Oooh are Master Dylan?”
“Yes?”
“Your uncle told me to pick you up. He’s at work.”
“OK what are you doing my name?” I get annoyed easily.
The guy looked at me stunt, “Oooh are Master Dylan?”
“Yes?”
“Your uncle told me to pick you up. He’s at work.”
We walked over to a limousine. Was my uncle rich? I handed my bags over to the guy who took them. And opened the door of the limo for me. 'This might work?' I sat inside and put my seat belt on, "So is my uncle or something?"
"Oh yes he is very rich."
"From what?"
"When your grandpa passed your uncle got his fortunate." This uncle who's name is Rayson is the brother of my dad. But he passed away 5 years-ago. Which left my mom and me. I have an older brother but he is the navy. The last time I saw my uncle was when I was five so I don't remember much of him.
"What is he like my uncle?"
"Ooh he is a busy man. Your mother told him to take care of you. But because he is so busy he can only have you on the weekends and you go to a boarding school every week."
"Ah."
"Do you do any sports?"
"Soccer and tennis."
"Well your in luck. There is a soccer team where you go to school."
Wait? Did Rayson apply me to a school already without my permission? I sighed, "I'm kind of tired so excuse me." I rolled up the window between him and me.
"Daddy? What is the ocean made of?" "Salt and water son and under water is sand. That's why the beach is covered with sand." "Is the water safe?" My dad giggled in the pool, "Of course son if you can swim like me. Or where a life jacket." "Can you teach me how to swim?" We were at a pool, "Alright son. The thing is to get in the water though?" I grapped my dad's hand as he held on to me in the water as he guided me to deeper water where I can still stand. It was my first lesson with my dad in a pool, "But what about the sharks?" My dad giggled "There are no sharks in a pool. Now watch me first." I watched him as he swam. You lied to me dad! You lied!
I woke up to a masion coming into view. Wow. Could this be where my uncle lives? The limo pulled up at the entrance. The limo driver opened the door for me. I stepped out as I looked at the masion is was huge! And the masion was all white on the outside. Limo guy opened the door of masion, "Welcome Master Dylan to Master Rayson's masion." Inside was a staircase in the center of the hallway, The window were drapped with light blue curtains. 'This could definitely work' "Are you hungry Master Dylan? I'm also the butler here. So anything you need just let me know." "I would like to see my room first." "Well of course Master Dylan let me show you to your room," the guy was foreign from some land. He lead me to my room which was on the 2nd floor and opened the door to it. Wow. It was big room. "This all for me?" "Yes Master Dylan well I will let you rest you must be tired from the flight. If you need me just right ring bell here." He was about to leave when he forgotten something, "Oh yes your bags will be up shortly." "Hold on...who owned this masion before Rayson?" "Your grandfather did Master." I nodded, "Well I'm pretty tired so I'm going to bed." "Or course Master your uncle will be home at Seven pm for dinner." he shuts the door. I sighed, took my shoes off and flopped on the bed. I closed my eyes.
I was surrounded by flowers. A fleid of flowers. I was running. Holding my dad's hand. I was probably six then. I felt happy. There was a song in the background. I'll tell you something, I think you'll understand When I say that something
I wanna hold your hand I wanna hold your hand I wanna hold your hand
You'll let me be your man and please, say to me Daddy! daddy! Dad! dad! Now I became 10. The sun became red. You lied to me dad! You´ll let me hold your hand You lied to me dad! I felt something we on my cheek. I looked up to see if it was raining. It wasn't raining it was me sheding a tear. I gritted my teeth. YOU LIED! And when I touch you i feel happy, inside The ocean came into view. Yeah you, got that something My dad was in the water. 'You told me that the water doesn't harm you. You lied to me dad!' My dad disappeared under the water. 'You betrayed me.'
I woke up. I eyed my watch. It was 5 pm. Two more hours till Rayson gets home. I got up 'If grandpa used to live here then there might be something about my father.' I walked out of the door and checked in every room up stairs. I reached a room that had a red king size bed. I looked around. A red dresser next to a red and orange bathroom. 'somebody must like their red' on another red dresser there was a photo on top. I picked it up. Rayson is in it and... and my dad. 'This must be Rayson's room' The second room was pitch dark. I reached for the light switch which usually is next to the door. When I thought I finally found it I switched it on. The whole room was lit my a small light. I walked in and looked around. The blinds were all closed. Having no view of the outside world. I opened on of blinds then the other one and boom! The room was bright. There was a black twin bed which I sat on to look around. On a bookshelf there a lots of books. I walked over. I took a book out. 'How to become a good surfer' I rolled my eyes and put it back. Then took another book out, 'Lesson's in Surfing' I put that book back. Then something caught my eye 'How to kill a shark' I took it out and scanned the pages. 'This must of been dad's room?' I put the book on the bed to read later. And then I saw a box underneath the bed. Curious. I took it out. I got the book and left the room going back to my room. I laid on the bed. Opening the book I start reading.
Lucas Pov. OK first of all I'm the hottie around here. I don't do drugs or smoke. But I party. I'm a sophomore student in Bound Ashes Boarding school. I go home on the weekends and on weekdays I stay in a dorm with two other boys. Vincent and Bryson. I am one of the popular ones. I have a chearleader named Lillian. Yup we are going out for two-months now. They are my pals and they are jerks to others. Lets just say they like being my body guards. If anyone wants to mess with me whoa look out because my two pals would kick there a*s.
Currently me and my buds Vincent and Bryson and my girl Lillian were in the dorm room studying. Lillian who thought it was to quiet in our room starts of with, "Did you here about this new kid that is coming this Monday? My eyes left the page and looked at her, "What new kid?"
"You didn't hear?" I shook my head.
She turned to the guys, "Did you Vincent and Bryson?"
Vincent pipes in, "Yes I have what about it?"
"I heard he is a freshmen from the US."
"From the US? Really?" I said.
"Yup that's what I heard?" Vincent pipped in, "Must be a loser?"
"All losers are freshmens you moron!" I shouted, "we only dunk freshmens remember?" Vincent went back to reading his text book. I looked over at Lillian, "Are you hungry for pizza?"
Lillian smiled and nodded.
"Great lets go. I want something to do on a Friday," I got up. Lillian did the same. I looked over at the guys, "I'm going on a date with Lillian. So have fun whatever you guys are doing." They weren't even paying attention to me. jeez what friends.
I own a bmw. It was a present from my dad. Oh and only the rich people people can enter Bound Ashes. Lillian was staring at me as I was about to get in on my driver's side, "What?"
"Your suppose to open the door for me."
"Man pushy aren't you tonight?" I went over on her side and opened the door. She got in, "Your such an a*s sometimes. But that's why I love you," she smiled at me.
"Pfft," I closed her door and went on my side and turned the engine on. I put on my seat belt and I started steering the car, "lets go to pizza hut."
"Pizza hut... Really?"
"Why not pizza hut?"
"Lucas your rich. Lets go somewhere fancy," she demanded, "if you find me a excellent place to eat your reward is having sex with me tonight," she stroked my face with one of her fingers, "my parents aren't home."
I smirked at this, "Well lets eat somewhere fancy then shall we?"
"Good boy. Well actually my handsome boy," she grinned as she put on lip gloss.
We stopped at Strand Carvery a neat restaurant that I hope Lillian will enjoy. A waiter seated Lillian and me and handed each our menu. I was looking longly at the deserts. Guickly switched to the dinner side 'Damn wish I wasn't on a diet' I found something of my interest and put the menu down looking at Lillian, "Have you found something to your liking?"
"I'm a cheerleader so I need to watch my figure," she switched to the salad menu, "alright I will get black olive salad," she put the menu down and looked at me as she stroked my hand on the table, "so are you excited about tonight?"
I grinned, "Of course baby. What about a movie?"
"We could watch something sexy like Step up or," she thought about this, "or something with action like James Bond?" "James Bond." she takes off her left high heel and stretches her leg all the way to my inner thigh. I jerked and looked down. She started to rub, "Ah." "You like that don't you?" I nodded, "Ah," I looked around to see if everyone is looking. 'Wait...why do I care! This feels good and that all the matters right now, "So how is your cheerleading going?" "Ugh its ok some girl broke her leg while falling of a pyramid what a klutz."
“Oh wow is she ok?”
“Why do you even care?”
“I don’t care,” the waiter came by ‘finally’ “She will have a olive salad and I will have the broccoli soup. I handed him the menus. I looked back at Lillian, “hey I’m just worried that it would hurt the team.” ‘nice save Lucas’
“I hope she gets kicked of the cheerleading squad?” she waved to the waiter.
“Can I have ice tea please. Apparently you forgot to ask what we want to drink.”
“What flavor?” the waiter asked.
“Raspberry ice tea.” “Alright I will get it to you right away,” he turned too me, “and what would you like to drink?”
I grinned at him thinking this, ‘your cum’ “Um…the water is fine for me actually.” He was about to walk away.
“Hey one more thing?”
The waiter stopped, “Yes what can I get you?”
“I don’t want anything else just want to ask what your name is?”
“Why?” Lillian asked.
“Just in case we need something from him,” I turned to him, “so what is it?”
“I think you need to check your eye sight?” he said.
“Why you think that?”
He showed me his name tag.
Ooh! Well now I look stupid. I checked his name tag, “I see your name is Kyler then?”
He nodded and walked away from us. I looked at him. Kyler was pretty good looking and his but…
“Whoa are you gay?”
“What? Why you say that all of a sudden?”
“You were staring at his but?”
“What I was? Well I didn’t mean too I was thinking about something and my eyes decided to travel to his a*s,” ‘nice save Lucas’
She nodded with a smile and drank from her water. I got up.
“What are you doing?”
“Bathroom break,” I walked towards the bathroom to see that Lillian thinks I’m going. I went behind the bar and next to the bar was a pen and a notepad ‘probably for people to write their numbers down?’ I looked over at Kyler who was handing Lillian her drink that she ordered. I looked at the notepad and took one and with the pen I wrote, ‘You look pretty hot tonight. Want to hangout sometime?’ I waited till Kyler was at the kitchen bar waiting for somebody’s order and looking to make sure Lillian isn’t watching I walked up Kyler and handed him the note. He took it and put it in his pocket. I plate with food came for him to serve. As he walked by me he stopped, “I will read it in a little while.” And walks away. Dylan's POV You lied dad! You lied! Why? Why did you lie to me? I open my eyes. I must have fallen asleep? I look at my watch it was about time for Rayson to arrive. At least that's what the butler says. I felt something on me. Oh yeah I been reading and now I think about. I threw the book across the room and it hit the wall. I hate water. I hated it so why that book? Why did I start reading it? More importantly why I would my dad have it? There was a knock on the door. "On in?" I answered threw the door. The door opened and a man walked inside, "Dylan! I haven't seen since you were five," he hugged me. I didn't hug back, "How was the plane ride?" "Boring." "Ah I see well are you must be hungry for dinner. Our butler wanted to come get you but I told him that I would get you instead," ruffled my hair, "its so good to see you
Dylan's POV You lied dad! You lied! Why? Why did you lie to me? I open my eyes. I must have fallen asleep? I look at my watch it was about time for Rayson to arrive. At least that's what the butler says. I felt something on me. Oh yeah I been reading and now I think about. I threw the book across the room and it hit the wall. I hate water. I hated it so why that book? Why did I start reading it? More importantly why I would my dad have it? There was a knock on the door.
"Come in?" I answered threw the door.
The door opened and a man walked inside, "Dylan! I haven't seen since you were five," he hugged me. I didn't hug back, "How was the plane ride?"
"Boring."
"Ah I see well are you must be hungry for dinner. Our butler wanted to come get you but I told him that I would get you instead," ruffled my hair, "its so good to see you Dylan. Its been so long.”
I looked down, “Yeah its good to see you too,” I looked at him, “uncle Rayson. How was work?”
“Pretty busy as always. Did Carlos tell you anything about the school your going too?”
‘Carlos must be the butler?’ I thought, “Yeah he said it starts on Monday.”
“Class starts on Monday Sunday you will be going there though.”
“For?”
“So you can move in and settle in before school starts now lets go down to dinner shall we?” he checks me out from top to bottom, “your outfit will not do for dinner,” eyed my suitcase and walked over.
“What you doing Rayson?”
“Well I’m not letting you go down to dinner like that,” he opens the suitcase.
I went back on to the bed and crossed my arms, “Well I will skip dinner then. Not really hungry anyways.”
He looks at the clothes inside the suitcase, “Do you have any shirts?”
I shake my head, “Could stop messing with my clothes now?” “Got any good clothes in this damn suitcase for dinner?”
I clenched my fists ‘he is not listening to me is he’ “No I don’t.”
Rayson stops messing with my clothes and stands up, “I’m going to buy some new clothes for you tomorrow. I have my day off tomorrow and Sunday. We will go to town and buy two new outfits. For now,” he walks over to a closet with dress shirts in it. He takes one out and hands it too me, “where that for dinner.”
Before I could say anything he disappeared from the room. I sighed and started taking my shirt and tank top off leaving my chest exposed. The dress shirt was a orange colored. ‘not my style’ obeying Rayson I put it on anyways. I went to my suitcase and got out my cologne. Spraying some on me. I put the bottle on the dresser and walked out of the room and downstairs for dinner.
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