Blood Vane

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When they brought Roddy Malone into the infirmary at Boot hill to be checked before he was returned to his cell; Sonny Edwards had rudely shoved his other, Seth Edwards out of the way. If anything was going to happen, then it would be him that the tall redhead had to deal with.

Roddy spent most of the exam staring at Sonny intensely. Sonny, refusing to be intimidated, stared right back. Both refused to break eye contact.

Florence Abigail fussed over Roddy as she did all of her patients, taking her time and chattering away. Clearly unaware of the ticking time bomb standing not two feet away from her.

The repair had been extensive and the swelling and redness had yet to go down. Gingerly, Florence cleaned the incision and applied a soothing ointment to the wound, occasionally asking Sonny to hand her something she needed.

Sonny couldn’t help wincing as he got his first good look at what he had done. It really did look hideously painful.

From the nurses office the telephone began to ring. Florence huffed, “It never fails, just as soon as I get busy that phone rings off the hook!”

She finished applying the ointment then pealed her gloves off. “Excuse me just a second boys.” she said, “I better make sure that’s not an emergency.”

Grumbling under her breath the round little woman bustled off into her office, leaving Roddy and Sonny alone to stare holes in each other. Seconds later they could hear Florence as she talked on the phone.

Roddy lay back on the cot and spread his legs lewdly, giving Sonny a perfect view of all the injury he had caused.

Sonny gulped. Even he hadn’t realized exactly how badly he had hurt the other boy. In his rage he had just done as much damage as he possibly could.

“Y-you can close your legs until she gets back.” Sonny stammered as he averted his gaze.

Roddy shrugged and sat up, slowly closing his legs. “Suit yourself.” He murmured. “I just thought you might like a good look at your handiwork.”

Sonny’s head snapped back around and he glared at Roddy. “Anything I did to you, you deserved!” He spat.

Roddy leaned forward and smirked right in the blond boys face. “I never said I didn’t, now did I?”

Sonny took a step back as Roddy leaned closer. “W-what?”

Roddy pursed his lips. “I know I was a right bastard to you. I know I deserved what you did.”

Sonny shook his head to clear it. He had to be hearing things. “What?”

A slow smile crept across Roddy’s face. “You already know I didn’t squeal on you right?”

Numbly, Sonny nodded yes.

“I didn’t tell them anything and I’m not going to.” Roddy said, “You don’t have to worry about that.”

“Doesn’t matter anyway.” Sonny blurted, “Micky Cooper went to the warden.”

Roddy’s eyes narrowed. “Cooper? Why would he…” Roddy studied him for a second, then grinned. “Oh, he thinks you’re after that half breed boyfriend of his that you’re rooming with huh? Trying to eliminate the competition is he?”

“How should I know why he does anything?” Sonny lied. Roddy was surprisingly perceptive.

Roddy cocked his head to the side and considered him intently. “Are you?”

“Am I what?” Sonny fidgeted underneath the intense gaze.

“Don’t play dumb with me.” Roddy smirked. “Are you after Blood?”

“That’s none of your business.”

“So you are?”

“What’s it to you anyway?” Sonny snapped.

Roddy shrugged his shoulders. “Just curious… he’s not bad looking if you don’t mind him being a half breed. Nice ass.”

It was Sonny’s turn to stare at Roddy. “You want Blood?”

Roddy shook his head no. “ I admit there was a time when I might have been interested if he would have been a little more cooperative.”

“But not now?” Sonny leered. “What’s the matter? Wee wee not work anymore?”

Roddy leered right back at him. “Oh, its gonna work just fine. No problems. Very good doctors they have at that Emory University.”

“Why not then?” Sonny was curious.

“Well….” Roddy stretched. “Lets just say that I found someone better.”

“And who would that be?” Sonny shot him a very doubtful look. Most of the boys at Hillbern were nothing to crow about. Even the good looking ones were mostly drug addicts and thieves.

Roddy gave Sonny his most brilliant smile. “You.”

Sonny blinked. Twice. “W-what?”

Roddy licked his lips and leaned in closer. “I want you.”

“What?” Sonny sputtered. “No!”

Roddy nodded. “Yes.”

“But.. But..” Sonny turned to his other, desperate for something to say, but for once in their lives both Seth and he had been rendered speechless at the same moment.

“Yes.” Roddy purred. “I want you.”

“Y-you…” Sonny’s tongue seemed to have deserted him for good.

Roddy reached over and took the trembling blonds hand. “I love you.”

“No!” Sonny yelped.

“Shhhhhhh!” Roddy whispered, looking over his shoulder for Florence Abigail. “Yes… I love you.”

“You cant!”

“I do!”

Sonny mouth opened and closed several times but no sound escaped. Seth thought he might just faint.

“I love you.” Roddy insisted as he turned Sonny’s palm up to his lips and kissed it. “I love you.”