Forever Mine

CHAPTER TWO

 We barely got to the end of the
street before I heard a smack and Gwen groaning out “I forgot
my bag.”

I laughed and glanced over at him.
He had his left hand on his forehead so I guess that was the smack I
heard. “Looks like I forgot my minding duties this morning,
huh?”

Gwen glared at me and then huffed out
a small laugh. “Good thing we're right down the road, I
guess.”

I made a u-turn and headed back to
his house. “You had your checkup yesterday didn't you? How did
that go?”

He gave a small shrug as he pulled
out his phone. I guess he was going to call his house. “It was
ok. The doctor said everything looks good and seems to be healing
nicely. It'll probably be on for another month and then I'll get a
'walking cast'. I can't wait to get this thing off though. I've
heard people complain about not being able to scratch underneath
their casts very well, but I didn't realize how much of a problem it
really was until I got a cast of my own. It totally sucks.”

I chuckled at the small pout on his
lips and then listened to him talk to one of his dads on the phone.
We pulled up into his driveway a few minutes later and I got out of
the truck to go get his bag. The front door opened when I reached
the porch and Chris came out holding the brown leather messenger bag
I had gotten for Gwen on his last birthday.

Chris raised an eyebrow at me and
grinned, “aren't you supposed to be his keeper? Not doing a
very good job of it this morning, are you?”

I laughed and pushed his shoulder.
“Shut the fuck up dipshit. I'm allowed a day off every once and
a while, alright?” I slipped the strap over my shoulder and
then glanced back at the truck. I couldn't see Gwen through the
windshield because of the sun, but the windows were rolled down so I
knew he would be able to hear us. Looking back at Chris I asked, “Do
you think Gimpy forgot anything else?”

Chris grinned again, “I
wouldn't be surprised.”

“Hey! I can hear you talking!”
Gwen shouted from the truck. He leaned out his window and glared at
us. “Mark! Stop fucking around and get your fat ass back in
the damn truck! I want to be at the shop before the delivery guy
gets there!”

Chris and I couldn't contain our
laughter. It was always funny hearing such foul language come out of
such a sweet mouth. “I think we've been a bad influence on
your brother.”

Still laughing, “Yeah no
kidding. My dad hates that we corrupted his 'sweet and innocent
little boy'.” He gave me a sly grin and said, “I guess
it's a good thing he doesn't know how much you've corrupted him,
huh?”

I stopped laughing real quick and I
felt my face heat up. I quickly glanced behind him to make sure his
dad wasn't anywhere near by, then I punched him hard in the shoulder
and hissed, “shut the fuck up dude. Are you trying to get my
ass killed? Your dad is even bigger than I me and probably knows a
hundred different ways to kill a man with a feather.”

Chris laughed so hard at that, his
face turned red and tears came out of his eyes. “Maybe...maybe
he'll ti-tickle you to death!” He gasped out, still laughing.

I huffed and opened my mouth to say
something else when I saw the huge form of their dad slowly making
his way towards the front door; probably coming to see what all the
commotion was about. I muttered a hasty 'goodbye' to Chris and made
a beeline for the driver's side door. I glanced at the porch after
tossing the bag in the back seat of my truck. Gwen's dad, Dyson, was
standing over Chris's laughter ridden body with an amused look on his
face. I could see his lips moving, probably wanting Chris to share
the joke.

I took a deep breath to try and calm
my racing heart. Dyson waved to us as we pulled out of the driveway
and headed back towards the end of the street.

“So...what was that all about?
Why is your face all red?” Gwen asked.

I gave him a weak grin and told him
what his brother said. My heart was still pounding but I could feel
the heat leaving my cheeks.

Gwen gave an embarrassed laugh and
blushed. “Oh, my God.” He groaned and covered his face
with both hands, “daddy would so gut you if he found out we had
sex.”

“Fuck, he'd probably skin me
first.” I muttered.

Gwen giggled and said he agreed with
me. After hearing that, I laughed. Now that I was no longer in
imminent danger, it was kind of funny.

I looked over at Gwen when I came to
a red light at the end of his street. The sun was coming though the
front window and seemed to put a spotlight on him. He really was
something special. Crazy beautiful, smart, kind, funny and a great
friend; he was the type of person that made you want to better
yourself. I wish we could have worked out as a couple, but we just
make better friends.

He glanced over at me and cocked his
head. “What?”

I shook my head and gave him a half
smile. “Nothing.” I heard a horn behind us and realized
the light had turned green.

Gwen didn't want to drop it though
and said, “No, tell me. You had a sad look on your face. What's
wrong?”

“I was just thinking about us.
Wishing we could have made things work out.” I shrugged.

“Oh.” Gwen smiled and
reached over to touch my arm where I had it on the armrest between
us. “Sometimes, I wish that too.” He said softly. “But,
I'm glad for what we did have together.”

I smiled and moved my arm around
until I could grab onto his hand. I brought it to my lips and kissed
the back. “Me too.” I brought our arms back down to
rest on the center console and twined our fingers together. “Me
too.”

End Chapter.

I don't have a beta so if anyone is
interested please let me know. I sent a few messages to some people
after searching through the beta list, but it's hard finding someone
to edit m/m stories. I hope I caught all the errors. Let me know if
you find anymore.