Silent Suffering
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Category:
Romance › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
19
Views:
6,933
Reviews:
26
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This original, fictional work is the private property of Michelle and cannot be reproduced without permission. Any resemblance to a person, real or fictional is purely coincidental.
imagine 11 and painterblue13
Ok. I drew some of the characters. Now, the pictures are not very good but it'll give you some idea of how I imagine these characters. I went ahead and included Charlie because you will see him eventually.
Michael: http://knowthyself89.deviantart.com/art/Michael-from-SS-163416350
Zach: http://knowthyself89.deviantart.com/art/Zach-from-SS-163416428
Charlie: http://knowthyself89.deviantart.com/art/Charlie-from-SS-163416018
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Mom and Dad have left to go buy me a new phone and wallet and I’m laying on my bed with my e-mails are open to send Charlie a message. The e-mail is open but I can’t figure out what to say. I know I’ve have been sitting at the computer for about ten minutes with nothing to write.
“Michael.” I look over at Zach at his desk. “Just talk to him like you would if you met him getting coffee.”
Thanks. I smile at him and put my hands back to keyboard.
Dear Charlie,
Hi. I’m not really sure what to say. I’ve been staring at the screen for about ten minutes now trying to figure out what to say. Zach suggested I just tell you about myself like we met for coffee so I guess I’ll go with that. My name is Michael Dross and I’m half way through my junior year here at LSU. I am an art major although I’m not sure how well drawing will be with this cast. Typing is hard enough. Let’s see, what else. I enjoy reading but I read mostly romantic literature I guess. I don’t watch much tv but I love the Food Network. I like movies and will watch just about anything except horror movies. I don’t do well with scary movies because I have nightmares. Sad right? Um… well I don’t know what else to say but my instant messenger address is painterblue13. AIM me when you get the chance. I would give you my number but I don’t have a phone right now. And I know you said we didn’t have to talk about what happened, and I’m not sure I want to right now but I do want to say thank you. Thank you so much for finding me and saving me. Thank you.
~Michael
I press send and instantly the nerves hit me. I want to know immediately what he has to say. To kill time like any good college student, I go on facebook. My jam drops because I have almost a hundred notifications. I wasn’t on facebook for almost a week and I can tell. I start sifting through the wall, photo and other notifications and am at for about thirty minutes when my instant messenger pops up. The box is asking if I want to accept a message from imagine11. My stomach is in knots. I whistle at Zach.
“What’s up?”
Charlie instant messenged me.
“Did you messaged him back yet?” Zach looks just as nervous as I feel. I shake my head. “Are you going to?” I nod my head. “You’ll be fine Michael.”
I finally click ok on the box and “Hi Michael” pops up.
painterblue13: Hi.
imagine11: How are you doing?
painterblue13: I’m ok. Having to lie in bed all the time. My ribs hurt and this cast is driving me crazy. How are you?
imagine11: I’m good. I wish you were doing better.
painterblue13: It’ll get better eventually. What are you up to?
imagine11: I’m watching High Fidelity.
painterblue13: I love that movie. I wish I could get away with walking around saying “top five” all the time.
imagine11: Haha. So do I. That would be pretty sweet.
painterblue13: Yeah. So what kind of things do you like?
Four hours later
“Michael?” I look up at Zach. “Are you still talking to Charlie?” I get a little embarrassed and nod my head. “It’s ok. I just wanted to let you know that your parents are on their way here with lunch. I have to go down and get them. You may want to move your computer. I would imagine eating with a laptop in your lap is pretty hard.
Ok. I’ll tell Charlie goodbye. Thanks Zach.
“No problem.” Zach walks out and I tell Charlie I have to. We give goodbyes and I promise to be back soon. I lock my computer, shut it down and my parents walk in. They hand me my Wendy’s burger and tell me about my new phone. I have a new number to memorize which could be an issue. I’ve never been good with memorization. By the end of my burger, I feel incredibly tired. I start to yawn.
“Tired sweetheart?” My mom asks. I nod my head. “Well we’ll go back to the hotel and let you get some sleep.”
I don’t know why I’m tired.
“Your body is trying to heal son and it needs more sleep” My Dad tells me. They kiss me on the head and walk out. I shimmy somewhat painfully down the bed and lay my head back. I get to sleep quicker than I expect thinking of Charlie and how relieved I am that he wants to get to know me.
Michael: http://knowthyself89.deviantart.com/art/Michael-from-SS-163416350
Zach: http://knowthyself89.deviantart.com/art/Zach-from-SS-163416428
Charlie: http://knowthyself89.deviantart.com/art/Charlie-from-SS-163416018
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Mom and Dad have left to go buy me a new phone and wallet and I’m laying on my bed with my e-mails are open to send Charlie a message. The e-mail is open but I can’t figure out what to say. I know I’ve have been sitting at the computer for about ten minutes with nothing to write.
“Michael.” I look over at Zach at his desk. “Just talk to him like you would if you met him getting coffee.”
Thanks. I smile at him and put my hands back to keyboard.
Dear Charlie,
Hi. I’m not really sure what to say. I’ve been staring at the screen for about ten minutes now trying to figure out what to say. Zach suggested I just tell you about myself like we met for coffee so I guess I’ll go with that. My name is Michael Dross and I’m half way through my junior year here at LSU. I am an art major although I’m not sure how well drawing will be with this cast. Typing is hard enough. Let’s see, what else. I enjoy reading but I read mostly romantic literature I guess. I don’t watch much tv but I love the Food Network. I like movies and will watch just about anything except horror movies. I don’t do well with scary movies because I have nightmares. Sad right? Um… well I don’t know what else to say but my instant messenger address is painterblue13. AIM me when you get the chance. I would give you my number but I don’t have a phone right now. And I know you said we didn’t have to talk about what happened, and I’m not sure I want to right now but I do want to say thank you. Thank you so much for finding me and saving me. Thank you.
~Michael
I press send and instantly the nerves hit me. I want to know immediately what he has to say. To kill time like any good college student, I go on facebook. My jam drops because I have almost a hundred notifications. I wasn’t on facebook for almost a week and I can tell. I start sifting through the wall, photo and other notifications and am at for about thirty minutes when my instant messenger pops up. The box is asking if I want to accept a message from imagine11. My stomach is in knots. I whistle at Zach.
“What’s up?”
Charlie instant messenged me.
“Did you messaged him back yet?” Zach looks just as nervous as I feel. I shake my head. “Are you going to?” I nod my head. “You’ll be fine Michael.”
I finally click ok on the box and “Hi Michael” pops up.
painterblue13: Hi.
imagine11: How are you doing?
painterblue13: I’m ok. Having to lie in bed all the time. My ribs hurt and this cast is driving me crazy. How are you?
imagine11: I’m good. I wish you were doing better.
painterblue13: It’ll get better eventually. What are you up to?
imagine11: I’m watching High Fidelity.
painterblue13: I love that movie. I wish I could get away with walking around saying “top five” all the time.
imagine11: Haha. So do I. That would be pretty sweet.
painterblue13: Yeah. So what kind of things do you like?
Four hours later
“Michael?” I look up at Zach. “Are you still talking to Charlie?” I get a little embarrassed and nod my head. “It’s ok. I just wanted to let you know that your parents are on their way here with lunch. I have to go down and get them. You may want to move your computer. I would imagine eating with a laptop in your lap is pretty hard.
Ok. I’ll tell Charlie goodbye. Thanks Zach.
“No problem.” Zach walks out and I tell Charlie I have to. We give goodbyes and I promise to be back soon. I lock my computer, shut it down and my parents walk in. They hand me my Wendy’s burger and tell me about my new phone. I have a new number to memorize which could be an issue. I’ve never been good with memorization. By the end of my burger, I feel incredibly tired. I start to yawn.
“Tired sweetheart?” My mom asks. I nod my head. “Well we’ll go back to the hotel and let you get some sleep.”
I don’t know why I’m tired.
“Your body is trying to heal son and it needs more sleep” My Dad tells me. They kiss me on the head and walk out. I shimmy somewhat painfully down the bed and lay my head back. I get to sleep quicker than I expect thinking of Charlie and how relieved I am that he wants to get to know me.