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Adult ++
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Chapter Thirteen
Review Responses:
Child of the Darkened Moon: Thank you for your review. As for Dennis, you'll hate him more after reading this.
cfweber1b: You're quite accurate on your view of the story.
Lina: Haha, thank you. As for the 'old town' mentality, I simply write what I know. IS Shay pregnant?...Haha!
madlodger: Did I make you hungry? Whoops, my bad! Haha! The family meeting will be next chapter and it will be interesting.
Anon: I don't know, is he? ;)
Yaoilover!!!: Thank you and I won't, promise.
Bookworm51485: Did you understand the spanish? Oh good for you! The meeting with Randy's family would've been in this chapter but for what all I had planned, it would've made this chapter too long. Yeah, I've definitely developed a tender spot for Jack. Almost makes me want one....almost.
Chrysler: How could I consider whipping you?....Easily! (J/K) Yeah, the whole "open as a donut hole" thing. I suck at similes.
Bookworm51485: Just couldn't help yourself, could you? :)
Bobii: Thank you for your review. As for your little list, you can check one of them off now.
Inoku: Thanx!
Chapter Thirteen
Tuesday early afternoon
Shay was feeling great. Except for the little nausea he experienced early that morning, he felt he couldn’t have had a better time at Randy’s. What made it even more special was the fact that they were now a couple. They didn’t have to hold back on the impulses anymore. If Shay felt like kissing the blonde, he’d kiss him. If Randy wanted to put an arm around him, who was gonna stop him? It was that simple, and simplicity was what the young brunette craved. For years his life had been complicated and this new chapter in his life was like a breath of fresh air. Has there ever been a time that I felt this happy? This content?
With Jack sitting in the backseat yammering about nothing, Shay pulled into the driveway of his house. He immediately recognized his father’s beige pick-up truck parked in front but he didn’t know where the black mustang came from. Shrugging it off, he pulled his Jeep up next to the truck and turned off the ignition. Grabbing his son from his car seat, he carried him to the door and inside the house, which funny……was sitting wide open.
What the hell is all this junk? Shay looked around the foyer and saw all these large boxes everywhere. Some were turned enough in the right direction for him to see words written in black: BEDROOM, LIVINGROOM, KITCHEN, BATHROOM. Soon, he heard stirring coming from upstairs then laughter.
“Funny, love. That wall color is hideous. It’s definitely getting repainted ASAP.” The unfamiliar voice continued to laugh as Shay finally saw a figure making his slow, sassy, way down the stairs. He spotted the young man’s shocked and confused expression and came up to him. “Well hello. You must be Shay? I’ve heard a lot about you.” All bad of course. He smirked and held out a hand. Shay looked down at it but he didn’t shake it. Catching the hint, Dennis brought his hand back. “And this must be Jack. He’s precious.” He waved at the blonde tike, but Jack grew nervous and plugged his fingers in his mouth, while trying to hide his face in his mother’s neck.
“Are you a guest?” Shay asked suspiciously. He knew something odd was going on here, cause they never had guests. “Cause I’m tryin’ to figure out what you were doin’ upstairs.”
Dennis looked stunned. “Your father didn’t tell you? I’m movin’ in here.”
“You’re what?!”
Larry came down suddenly, with an expression on his face so odd, it almost didn’t quite look like him—as far as Shay was concerned. He was smiling. He came down the last few steps then stood next to the slender red-head, placing an arm around his shoulders. “Shay, this is Dennis Harper. My lover.”
“My sister’s husband’s first cousin said he was out next town in TatterHill at Hardees when he looked at the motel next to him and saw Larry going in one of the rooms.”
“What? With who?”
“He said he couldn’t recognize the guy at first but figured out it was someone named Dennis Harper. He used to be stripper back in his prime, but I think he’s out of that now. Then again, he ought to be, he’s 41”……
“So you’re the guy my father sneaks off to see every night instead of being with his family.” Shay accused….correctly.
Dennis opened his mouth to speak, but Larry cut in front of him. “No, he’s the guy I sneak off to see every night so I can have a little peace. He IS my family and he’s moving in.”
“He can’t move in here!”
“He already has! You’re forgetting your place, boy. This is my house. Not yours. And I can do whatever I want with it. So this is what I want, I want Dennis to stay and for you and your boy to go.”
“You can’t do this! You can’t dump us for this….this tramp!”
“I just did! And he’s not a tramp! This family was supposed to be perfect! Happy! But now we ended up bein’ just the laughin’ stock of this small town! I’m sick of it! I’m done, Shay! I’ve already seen your mama. I’ve already given him the divorce papers. He signed them. I’m cutting all my ties with this whole disaster and I’m startin’ a new life with Dennis. If you want the rights to care for your mother, be my guest. You come by, show me what I need to sign and I’ll sign them. But after that, I don’t want to see you in this house again.”
Shay looked at Dennis and the red-head turned his face away. “This is bullshit! Mama loved you! You can’t do this to him!”
“Bry will get over it and he’ll bounce back from it. He always does. Now go pack your stuff.”
“Where am I supposed to go on such short notice like this?”
“Go find that blonde fella that’s been chasin’ you lately. I’m sure he’ll let you stay at his house. If not, then you’re a bright boy, you’ll figure somethin’ out.” He patted Dennis on his shoulder. “We’re going back to his apartment to get the rest of his things. Don’t be here when we get back.” Without another word, nor glance, Larry and Dennis walked passed Shay to the open door and walked out.
Shay set Jack down to his feet and ran his hands through his hair. What am I goin’ to do? I’ve got no place to stay! Did my own father just throw me out the house?! With the weather being cool lately, I can’t have Jack outside all day searchin’ for a place to lay our heads! What am I goin’ to do?! What am I goin’ to do?! Shay was seriously stressing out. He was so stressed, he didn’t notice he was rubbing at the sides of his temples and pacing…..much like his mother does when he has episodes.
Jack wasn’t aware of what was happening. All he saw was his mother acting strangely and his face carried a worried expression. So he became worried. “Mama.” The toddler whined as he came to Shay’s legs and stretched out his arms for him to pick him up. But Shay didn’t hear him. His head became light. His vision started to dim. His breathing became short. He swayed for a moment before he finally succumbed and fainted to the floor.
***
Same time, different place
“Do you have to do that now, Randy? You’ve got to help me open up the store in a few minutes.”
“It won’t take me long, Aunt Corrine. But Shay left Jack’s diaper bag at my house and I’m sure he’ll need it.” Randy said into his cell phone as he zipped through the vacant roads in his blue BMW. “Just give me a 30 minutes.”
Corrine sighed. All this running for a whore? Highly necessary. “Alright. Get here when you can.”
“I will. Bye.” Randy hung up his phone and tossed it in the passenger seat, next to the light green diaper bag. He didnt know when it happened but sometime after his aunt found out about him and Shay becoming close, he’s noticed a change in her. A change he didn’t quite like. Maybe it was because she thought now that Shay was ‘in the family’ so to speak, that she, Randy, and their other family members would also be subjected to gossip and ridicule. He knew she never liked being the one talked about…..she liked to be the one doing the talking.
Randy pulled his car into the driveway of the Gibson home and turned off his ignition. He saw the door was open and started to head towards the steps. However, the closer he got to the door, the more he heard a noise. Crying? Who’s doing all that crying? Wait a minute, that sounds like Jack. “Jack?!” Randy yelled as he got to the front door. And that’s when he saw it. Shay was on the floor unconscious, while a red faced and crying Jack kneeled next to him, shaking his shoulder.
“Shay!” Randy rushed to the young brunette’s side and laid his head on his chest. He was still breathing. Thank God. he lifted his head onto his lap and lightly tapped his face to wake him. “Shay? Shay, come on wake up. Come on.” Slowly, brown eyes started to blink open.
“Wha….Randy?”
“Yeah, it’s me. You fainted.”
“I….fa…what?”
Randy gathered Shay in his arms and stood up. “I’m taking you to the hospital to get you checked out.”
“I told you I don’t need—“
“Shay, you got sick earlier this morning and you just fainted not too long ago. You’re going and that’s final. Come on Jack.” Plugging his fingers in his mouth, he followed Randy out the door.
***
Randy sat in the waiting room with Jack straddling his lap, asleep. He held his cell phone and tapped the short antenna on his chin. He had just finished talking to Corrine, telling her he’d be later than expected. She wasn’t too happy about it to say the least, but she let it go.
Randy and the boy had been waiting for a little over an hour before a lady doctor finally came out to speak with him.
***
*knock, knock*
“Come in.” Shay said softly. He smiled when he saw Randy come in, his son now awake in his arms. He noticed there was something pale looking to Randy’s complexion. Something startling. “Hey.”
“Hi. How are you feeling?”
“I feel good. Well, better atleast. No one’s told me what the hell is wrong with me though. Have they said anythin’ to you?” Randy nodded. “So what’s the matter? I’m not dyin’ am I?” He shook his head. “So I’m just sick then.”
“I ah…..I wouldn’t call it that.”
“Then what would you call it?”
“Uuuummmm…..pregnant.”
Shay flashed large eyes at him in disbelief. “Pregnant? I’m pregnant?”
Randy nodded. “Three weeks.” Tears started to form in Shay’s eyes and he quickly covered them from Randy’s view. The blonde sat on the edge of the bed and after placing Jack on the bed too, he ran his hand through the brunette’s curly hair.
“Hey, it’s alright. Everything’s gonna be fine, Shay. You can have the baby and we’ll raise it together and everything will be just fine.”
“That’s not the problem.” Shay sobbed. “I can’t raise a baby with no home to live in.”
Randy looked confused. “What are you talking about?”
“I have no place to go.” Shay whimpered. “I came home today and I find my father’s lover movin’ his shit in the house. They left for his apartment to get the rest of his things and he told me to have had my stuff out and be gone by the time they got back. I don’t know what I’m goin’ to do. It will be tough enough lookin’ for a place with Jack, now I have to add on bein’ pregnant too?” he fell back on his propped up pillows and closed his misty eyes. “Life always seems to get worse for me than it gets better.” Jack crawled over to Shay and he put his arm around his son.
Randy ducked his head for a moment, thinking, before he looked back up towards his younger lover. “Who says this has to be a bad thing?”
“What?” Shay whispered.
Slightly hesitant at the beginning, Randy got the courage to reach out a hand and place it fully on Shay’s stomach. “We’re having a baby together, right? It would only be the right thing to do, if we lived together.”
Shay’s brain couldn’t register what Randy had said. Did he say what I think he said? “Did you….you…want…um—“
“Yes. I want us to live together. The three of us.”
“Randy—“
“Don’t say anything else. Just say ‘yes’.”
“I—“
“Just say ‘yes’.” Randy stressed again.
Realizing he was fighting a losing battle—although he didn’t really want to fight it in the first place—he finally gave in and smiled. “…….Yes.” Randy smiled back and leaned in for a kiss.
Up Next: Jack’s birthday party and the meeting of Randy’s family.
Child of the Darkened Moon: Thank you for your review. As for Dennis, you'll hate him more after reading this.
cfweber1b: You're quite accurate on your view of the story.
Lina: Haha, thank you. As for the 'old town' mentality, I simply write what I know. IS Shay pregnant?...Haha!
madlodger: Did I make you hungry? Whoops, my bad! Haha! The family meeting will be next chapter and it will be interesting.
Anon: I don't know, is he? ;)
Yaoilover!!!: Thank you and I won't, promise.
Bookworm51485: Did you understand the spanish? Oh good for you! The meeting with Randy's family would've been in this chapter but for what all I had planned, it would've made this chapter too long. Yeah, I've definitely developed a tender spot for Jack. Almost makes me want one....almost.
Chrysler: How could I consider whipping you?....Easily! (J/K) Yeah, the whole "open as a donut hole" thing. I suck at similes.
Bookworm51485: Just couldn't help yourself, could you? :)
Bobii: Thank you for your review. As for your little list, you can check one of them off now.
Inoku: Thanx!
Chapter Thirteen
Tuesday early afternoon
Shay was feeling great. Except for the little nausea he experienced early that morning, he felt he couldn’t have had a better time at Randy’s. What made it even more special was the fact that they were now a couple. They didn’t have to hold back on the impulses anymore. If Shay felt like kissing the blonde, he’d kiss him. If Randy wanted to put an arm around him, who was gonna stop him? It was that simple, and simplicity was what the young brunette craved. For years his life had been complicated and this new chapter in his life was like a breath of fresh air. Has there ever been a time that I felt this happy? This content?
With Jack sitting in the backseat yammering about nothing, Shay pulled into the driveway of his house. He immediately recognized his father’s beige pick-up truck parked in front but he didn’t know where the black mustang came from. Shrugging it off, he pulled his Jeep up next to the truck and turned off the ignition. Grabbing his son from his car seat, he carried him to the door and inside the house, which funny……was sitting wide open.
What the hell is all this junk? Shay looked around the foyer and saw all these large boxes everywhere. Some were turned enough in the right direction for him to see words written in black: BEDROOM, LIVINGROOM, KITCHEN, BATHROOM. Soon, he heard stirring coming from upstairs then laughter.
“Funny, love. That wall color is hideous. It’s definitely getting repainted ASAP.” The unfamiliar voice continued to laugh as Shay finally saw a figure making his slow, sassy, way down the stairs. He spotted the young man’s shocked and confused expression and came up to him. “Well hello. You must be Shay? I’ve heard a lot about you.” All bad of course. He smirked and held out a hand. Shay looked down at it but he didn’t shake it. Catching the hint, Dennis brought his hand back. “And this must be Jack. He’s precious.” He waved at the blonde tike, but Jack grew nervous and plugged his fingers in his mouth, while trying to hide his face in his mother’s neck.
“Are you a guest?” Shay asked suspiciously. He knew something odd was going on here, cause they never had guests. “Cause I’m tryin’ to figure out what you were doin’ upstairs.”
Dennis looked stunned. “Your father didn’t tell you? I’m movin’ in here.”
“You’re what?!”
Larry came down suddenly, with an expression on his face so odd, it almost didn’t quite look like him—as far as Shay was concerned. He was smiling. He came down the last few steps then stood next to the slender red-head, placing an arm around his shoulders. “Shay, this is Dennis Harper. My lover.”
“My sister’s husband’s first cousin said he was out next town in TatterHill at Hardees when he looked at the motel next to him and saw Larry going in one of the rooms.”
“What? With who?”
“He said he couldn’t recognize the guy at first but figured out it was someone named Dennis Harper. He used to be stripper back in his prime, but I think he’s out of that now. Then again, he ought to be, he’s 41”……
“So you’re the guy my father sneaks off to see every night instead of being with his family.” Shay accused….correctly.
Dennis opened his mouth to speak, but Larry cut in front of him. “No, he’s the guy I sneak off to see every night so I can have a little peace. He IS my family and he’s moving in.”
“He can’t move in here!”
“He already has! You’re forgetting your place, boy. This is my house. Not yours. And I can do whatever I want with it. So this is what I want, I want Dennis to stay and for you and your boy to go.”
“You can’t do this! You can’t dump us for this….this tramp!”
“I just did! And he’s not a tramp! This family was supposed to be perfect! Happy! But now we ended up bein’ just the laughin’ stock of this small town! I’m sick of it! I’m done, Shay! I’ve already seen your mama. I’ve already given him the divorce papers. He signed them. I’m cutting all my ties with this whole disaster and I’m startin’ a new life with Dennis. If you want the rights to care for your mother, be my guest. You come by, show me what I need to sign and I’ll sign them. But after that, I don’t want to see you in this house again.”
Shay looked at Dennis and the red-head turned his face away. “This is bullshit! Mama loved you! You can’t do this to him!”
“Bry will get over it and he’ll bounce back from it. He always does. Now go pack your stuff.”
“Where am I supposed to go on such short notice like this?”
“Go find that blonde fella that’s been chasin’ you lately. I’m sure he’ll let you stay at his house. If not, then you’re a bright boy, you’ll figure somethin’ out.” He patted Dennis on his shoulder. “We’re going back to his apartment to get the rest of his things. Don’t be here when we get back.” Without another word, nor glance, Larry and Dennis walked passed Shay to the open door and walked out.
Shay set Jack down to his feet and ran his hands through his hair. What am I goin’ to do? I’ve got no place to stay! Did my own father just throw me out the house?! With the weather being cool lately, I can’t have Jack outside all day searchin’ for a place to lay our heads! What am I goin’ to do?! What am I goin’ to do?! Shay was seriously stressing out. He was so stressed, he didn’t notice he was rubbing at the sides of his temples and pacing…..much like his mother does when he has episodes.
Jack wasn’t aware of what was happening. All he saw was his mother acting strangely and his face carried a worried expression. So he became worried. “Mama.” The toddler whined as he came to Shay’s legs and stretched out his arms for him to pick him up. But Shay didn’t hear him. His head became light. His vision started to dim. His breathing became short. He swayed for a moment before he finally succumbed and fainted to the floor.
***
Same time, different place
“Do you have to do that now, Randy? You’ve got to help me open up the store in a few minutes.”
“It won’t take me long, Aunt Corrine. But Shay left Jack’s diaper bag at my house and I’m sure he’ll need it.” Randy said into his cell phone as he zipped through the vacant roads in his blue BMW. “Just give me a 30 minutes.”
Corrine sighed. All this running for a whore? Highly necessary. “Alright. Get here when you can.”
“I will. Bye.” Randy hung up his phone and tossed it in the passenger seat, next to the light green diaper bag. He didnt know when it happened but sometime after his aunt found out about him and Shay becoming close, he’s noticed a change in her. A change he didn’t quite like. Maybe it was because she thought now that Shay was ‘in the family’ so to speak, that she, Randy, and their other family members would also be subjected to gossip and ridicule. He knew she never liked being the one talked about…..she liked to be the one doing the talking.
Randy pulled his car into the driveway of the Gibson home and turned off his ignition. He saw the door was open and started to head towards the steps. However, the closer he got to the door, the more he heard a noise. Crying? Who’s doing all that crying? Wait a minute, that sounds like Jack. “Jack?!” Randy yelled as he got to the front door. And that’s when he saw it. Shay was on the floor unconscious, while a red faced and crying Jack kneeled next to him, shaking his shoulder.
“Shay!” Randy rushed to the young brunette’s side and laid his head on his chest. He was still breathing. Thank God. he lifted his head onto his lap and lightly tapped his face to wake him. “Shay? Shay, come on wake up. Come on.” Slowly, brown eyes started to blink open.
“Wha….Randy?”
“Yeah, it’s me. You fainted.”
“I….fa…what?”
Randy gathered Shay in his arms and stood up. “I’m taking you to the hospital to get you checked out.”
“I told you I don’t need—“
“Shay, you got sick earlier this morning and you just fainted not too long ago. You’re going and that’s final. Come on Jack.” Plugging his fingers in his mouth, he followed Randy out the door.
***
Randy sat in the waiting room with Jack straddling his lap, asleep. He held his cell phone and tapped the short antenna on his chin. He had just finished talking to Corrine, telling her he’d be later than expected. She wasn’t too happy about it to say the least, but she let it go.
Randy and the boy had been waiting for a little over an hour before a lady doctor finally came out to speak with him.
***
*knock, knock*
“Come in.” Shay said softly. He smiled when he saw Randy come in, his son now awake in his arms. He noticed there was something pale looking to Randy’s complexion. Something startling. “Hey.”
“Hi. How are you feeling?”
“I feel good. Well, better atleast. No one’s told me what the hell is wrong with me though. Have they said anythin’ to you?” Randy nodded. “So what’s the matter? I’m not dyin’ am I?” He shook his head. “So I’m just sick then.”
“I ah…..I wouldn’t call it that.”
“Then what would you call it?”
“Uuuummmm…..pregnant.”
Shay flashed large eyes at him in disbelief. “Pregnant? I’m pregnant?”
Randy nodded. “Three weeks.” Tears started to form in Shay’s eyes and he quickly covered them from Randy’s view. The blonde sat on the edge of the bed and after placing Jack on the bed too, he ran his hand through the brunette’s curly hair.
“Hey, it’s alright. Everything’s gonna be fine, Shay. You can have the baby and we’ll raise it together and everything will be just fine.”
“That’s not the problem.” Shay sobbed. “I can’t raise a baby with no home to live in.”
Randy looked confused. “What are you talking about?”
“I have no place to go.” Shay whimpered. “I came home today and I find my father’s lover movin’ his shit in the house. They left for his apartment to get the rest of his things and he told me to have had my stuff out and be gone by the time they got back. I don’t know what I’m goin’ to do. It will be tough enough lookin’ for a place with Jack, now I have to add on bein’ pregnant too?” he fell back on his propped up pillows and closed his misty eyes. “Life always seems to get worse for me than it gets better.” Jack crawled over to Shay and he put his arm around his son.
Randy ducked his head for a moment, thinking, before he looked back up towards his younger lover. “Who says this has to be a bad thing?”
“What?” Shay whispered.
Slightly hesitant at the beginning, Randy got the courage to reach out a hand and place it fully on Shay’s stomach. “We’re having a baby together, right? It would only be the right thing to do, if we lived together.”
Shay’s brain couldn’t register what Randy had said. Did he say what I think he said? “Did you….you…want…um—“
“Yes. I want us to live together. The three of us.”
“Randy—“
“Don’t say anything else. Just say ‘yes’.”
“I—“
“Just say ‘yes’.” Randy stressed again.
Realizing he was fighting a losing battle—although he didn’t really want to fight it in the first place—he finally gave in and smiled. “…….Yes.” Randy smiled back and leaned in for a kiss.
Up Next: Jack’s birthday party and the meeting of Randy’s family.