Mr. Right

I spent the next several days with James after school. I didn’t say much though; I just asked him questions and let him rant on about the subjects I asked him. I wanted to find something that would make me fall in love with James. I had spent three days with him after school, but I had not found anything that made me fall in love with him. By the end of the week, I found out his whole life story, but nothing to fall in love with. It was quite interesting to hear what James had to say. He had traveled all over the world, causing havoc and destroying most of the world with wars, illness, and famine. The more James told me about his life, the more I felt sorry for him.

“What’s wrong?” he asked me after I asked him a question about what movies he liked. He had been moved from the recovery room, to a normal hospital room, where the doctors said that he was doing much better.

‘It’s nothing.” I replied, giving him a smile.

“Don’t lie to me. I know something is wrong. Please tell me.”

“Well…it’s just….I don’t really know if I love you.” I honestly told him.

“What? What makes you think that?”

“Well, I don’t really know if I love you out of true love, or if I love you out of lust.” I told him, getting off his bed and taking a seat in the chair next to the bed.

James sighed and shook his head. “Why do you think that you love me out of lust?”

“’Cause I love the way you touch me,” I replied. “Every time you do such naughty things to me, I want more of it. I know it is a sin, but I can not help it…I’m a guy.” We both laughed about what I said, and he placed a hand over mine.

“I know you love those times, but tell me something. What is it that you really like about me? And think hard.”

I looked down at the pink tile floor as I let out a long sigh. I didn’t know what I really liked about him, that’s why I was asking so many questions. I began to think about how what James was as a person, and what he told me. “I do like how you are an athlete, like me.” I said, giving him a small smile.

“What else?” he grinned.

“I also like how you are funny at times, and in art class…I love your drawings.”

James threw his head back and laughed. “And those are just some of the thing you put on your list.” he said, leaning in and giving me a kiss on the cheek.

I tried to remember what I put on the list, and I laughed too when I remember I did put all those things on it. “I guess that I did make you for me.” My smile got bigger, and I gave hima full kiss on the lips. We both moaned into the kiss, and James slowly raked his tongue across my lips. I was scared; I had never willingly allowed James into my mouth before. All the other times we kissed was either when he forced his way in, or it was just a small peck. I didn’t allow him in the first time, but when he ran his tongue across my lips once more, I couldn’t deny him anymore. I slowly opened for him, and he quickly attacked my tongue. I gasped as he played with it, and rubbed it against his own. After a moment though, I got used to his playfulness and began to enjoy our kiss. I got up onto James’s bed again, and straddled his hips. James laughed, and we began to tango our tongues in and out of each other’s mouths. I smiled into our lip lock, and ran a hand through James’s hair. He also smiled, and I gasped. He started to grind his hips against mind, and I slowly started to feel his dick start to get hard. I also felt myself getting hard too, and began to grind my hips with James. As we continued, James broke the kiss, and started to suck and lick at my face and neck. I moaned at the sensation, and raised my head up. I gasped as he attacked my Adam’s apple, but groaned as he cupped my crotch.

“You’re hard.” he smirked, looking up at me as he stroked my staff outside of my shorts.

“So are you.” I replied, and I ground my hips just to make James see how sensitive he was.

“James?” we both heard a small cracked voice from the door, and we both turned to see who had stepped into the room.

“Lorie!” I gasped, seeing our friend with a fresh bouquet of get well flowers in her hands. I didn’t know what to say, and neither did James. Her eyes filled with tears as she saw us together making out. She stood in the doorway for about a minute or so, and then let out a gasp as she turned and ran, dropping the flowers as she did. “Lorie, wait!” I cried, calling after her as she ran down the hallway to the elevator. “Wait!” I called again, seeing her going into the elevator. I tried to stop it, but it was too late. The doors had shut, and it was now heading down towards the lobby. I raced down the three flights of stairs after her, just to catch her in time as she ran out of the front doors. “Lorie, please stop!” I cried, finally catching up to her at her car.

“Get off of me!” she yelled, pushing me against the car. “How could you?” she started to sob. “You knew James was my Mister Right, and you stole him from me.”

“Lorie, let me explain.” I told her, trying to calm her down a bit.

“NO! There is nothing to explain. I saw everything that I needed to know.”

“No, you do not understand. If you would just come back to James’s room he can explain everything to you.”

“I don’t want to talk to him.”

“Lorie, please.”

She looked at me with a cold black stare in her eyes, and her chest was heavy. I could tell she didn’t want to talk to me, but I needed for her to understand who James was and that we are meant to be. After five minutes of thinking, she decided to go back up to talk with James. I followed her at a distance, and didn’t say a word. I knew that she was going to be pissed at me for a long time. As we entered James’s room again, I saw the flowers Lorie brought were sitting in a vase on the table beside him. He turned to gaze from the flowers as he heard us come in, and smiled. I gave him a shy smile, and Lorie tried her best to smile back.

“Thank you for the flowers.” James softly said, and he patted the bed. I knew that pat was meant for Lorie, so I decided to lean against the window ledge so they could have their space. I then explained to James that he needed to explain everything to Lorie (minus the part about him being over four hundred years old, and was a slave to a demon). James nodded, and began to tell her that he was a Mister Right, but he was meant for me. He then covered that up with how I was stupid and messed up the spell. I laughed at how that part was true, and I left them so they would have a bit more privacy. They soon joined me in the café the hospital had, and Lorie wheeled James’s wheelchair right next to me.

“I’m sorry for getting mad at you,” Lorie sighed, taking a seat next to James. “I guess it wasn’t meant to be. I hope though, you two live a happy life together.”

“Thank you.” James smiled, taking my hand in his. “We will try hard to accomplish that.” She smiled back at James, and went to go get something out of the vending machines. I followed her and got something too for myself and James.

Sarah wasn’t that surprised when Lorie told her about us the next day at school, in fact she laughed. I didn’t mind her laughing about it, but I told her that it was secret. No one can know, though it was kind of out of the bag at school. But if my mom found out about James and I, she would faint. She also found out about James being in the hospital. When she found out, she went straight into the basement and prayed for him. Even though I was not a big fan of praying, I went down a few times with her and prayed for him too. I had been going downstairs for quite a while lately. Not for praying or anything, but for sleeping. I was scared after the demon attack, and I had been sleeping downstairs since then. Luckily mom has not found out yet. Over the weekend, my mom went with me to see James. She didn’t know what kind of condition James was in; I just told her he was in stable condition. When we arrived, she gasped loudly as she saw him lying in bed. His eye was still covered, and though some of his burns were gone, he still bore the scars and scorch marks on his skin. James was happy to see me though, despite my mother being there. He said hello to her, and answered her questions the best he could.

“What happened to you?” she asked first, staring down at James’s burnt cheek.

“I was raped.” he said. He didn’t want to tell her everything, so he only told part of the truth.

“Oh, God!” she gasped. I my ears perked up a little as she took the lord’s name in vain for the first time. “Did they catch the person who did this to you?”

James shook his head. “No, they never did.” My mom made the sign of the cross on her chest, and started to stay a silent prayer for him. Just then James’s doctor came in and asked if she was James’s mother. “No I am not sir.” she replied.

“Oh, well. Do you know how to get a hold of Mr. Moore’s parents?” he then asked.

“No I do not. James, were your parents ever informed about what happened to you?”

“No, ma’am.” James said truthfully.

“What? You were raped and your parents don’t know that you are here?”

The doctor’s eyes widened. “You were raped, son?” he asked James. I placed my head down in my hands and shook my head. We had just opened up another can of warms. “When did this happen?”

James gulped. “The night before I came in. I am sorry for not telling you. The evidence might be gone now.”

“It’s okay.” He told James, and started to write something down on his chart. “I will inform the police about this, and we will do a rape kit on you. Hopefully there will be still some evidence.”

‘You’re not going to find anything.’ I thought, watching the doctor leave.

My mom then stepped over to James’s side and squeezed his hand. “Can you please give me your parent’s cell phone number so I can call them?” she asked. James nodded, and gave my mom a false cell number for her to dial. She then left and went down to the pay phones to call the number.

“What is the matter with you?” I yelled, looking down at James. “You know how much trouble you are going to be in once everyone finds out you were lying?”

“I know.” James said with a sigh. “I just want them to get off my back. Besides, what can a little white lie do?”

“You know that when my mom finds out you gave her the wrong number, she will ask you more questions?”

James didn’t say anything. He just looked at me with a sad look on his face. I didn’t say anything either. I knew James was smart. So I knew that even though he was saying nothing, I knew he had something up his sleeve. My mom came back a few minutes later, and she looked like she had been crying.

“I am so sorry.” she said to James, trying to hold back her tears. She then ran over to James and hugged them tight. “I am so sorry, but your parents are dead.” She informed James as she pulled out of her hug.

“WHAT?” James gasped, and he started to produce crocodile tears. The tears soon became sobs. “How did they die?”

“Well, the lady who answered the phone said that they were lost at sea.”

‘What?’ my mind gasped, thinking that was the dumbest excuse that I have ever heard.

“Oh, God!” James gasped, his fake tears now streaming down his face. He then asked for my mother to leave, and I followed her. “Please Spencer,” James called to me. “Can you stay with me for a while?”

“Sure.” I then went back to my chair, and looked from my mom to James. Once my mom was out of the room, and far away from ear shot, James stopped and smirked at me.

“Now how is that for an answer?” he winked and wiped away a tear that was slowly sliding down his cheek.

“You ass.” I yelled at him, punching him in the arm. “Why didn’t you tell me about your plan?”

“OW, sorry. But I wanted your mom to find out for herself about what happened to “my parents”, so that she wouldn’t go poking her head into different places. If she did, then she would find out who I am and what I am.”

“Oh, I get it now.” James’s words sank into my brain. “Good idea.”

“Thank you.” James nodded, and brought me into a kiss. I didn’t know how long my mom was going to be, so I kept the kiss nice and short. James understood, and we spent the rest of the time we had alone watching “The Price is Right”.

James was in the hospital for one more week before he was released. The police had already started their investigation on James’s rape, but I knew they wouldn’t get far and stopped after no leads came up. On the day that James was released from the hospital, my mom sent me over to help me pack his things.

“You know…my mom wants to know, if you want to come and live with us.”

“Could I?”

I shrugged, “Maybe. That is if you have no other living family members.”

“The only family I have right now is you.” James replied, stepping closer to me as he cupped his hand over my lower back. He smiled down at me and placed my chin in his hands. I smiled back and lifted my chin as he placed a succulent open mouth kiss on my lips. I moaned as he rolled his tongue over mine. I wanted more. So I grabbed his head and pushed him towards me. I could feel an erection start to form, and I pressed myself against his body to feel his. “I’ve never seen you like this.” James moaned, breaking the kiss and started to attack my ear.

I gasped. “That’s because you have been recovering. I have waited so long for you to get better.”

“Are you saying you want to do it?” James hissed, chewing at my earlobe.

“Yes.” I gasped again as he pinched my ass.

James laughed hard, and started to trail his kisses down my neck. “To tell you the truth.” he moaned, his hand reaching up under my shirt. “I want to do it too.” He then twisted one of my nipples, and I moaned. With every motion that James did, with every action, I felt myself slowly rise more and more. I wanted to do it right here and now, but James had other ideas. “But I don’t want to do it here.” he told me, releasing me from his grasp. “I want to do it where Renatus can never hurt us.”

I gave a small whimper and a nod, and walked out with him to my mom’s car. “So, where are we going?” I asked James, turning out of the hospital parking lot.

“My home.” James replied, and directed me to where he had been staying since he arrived.

I stared in awe as I pulled up to what looked like an empty lot. But once I got out of the car, I saw that it was an old building that looked like it was out of a World War II picture. All but one of the walls was standing, and the roof had collapsed inward. There wasn’t any floor, just wood and stones from when the building fell. I saw James crawl through a small hole in the fence, and I followed. He told me to watch my step, but I didn’t pay attention. I stepped right on to a worn out floorboard, and my foot fell through. James laughed at what happened to me, but I didn’t think it was very funny. As I tried to get my foot out, I noticed there were long benches that were scattered throughout the destroyed building. Some were broken, while others looked like they were thrown from where they sat. I was able to get my foot out of the hole, and began to wander around the building to find out what this place might have been. I soon discovered that this was a church. What had given it away where two things. One was that I found an old prayer book beneath the wreckage. And second, was that the cross that was hanging up behind the altar was still there.

“This used to be a Catholic church.” James said as he came up behind me. “When I arrived here, I found this church close by, and have been living in it.”

“Why did you pick this place?”

“Because even though it is rundown, and abandoned, it is still a holy place. Renatus can’t get me here; he can’t even set foot inside the gate. Demons can’t step on holy land. So I have been sleeping in the basement so he wouldn’t get me.”

“The basement?” I looked around the see if I could find any stairs that would lead to James’s bedroom, but found none. James walked over to the back end of the church, and pulled out some of the wood to reveal two doors on the floor. He flung those open to reveal a staircase, and I followed him down to the basement. “It’s so dark in here.” I called. It was pitch black and I couldn’t see anything. I held out my hands so I could feel around. I gasped as something caught my hand, but I relaxed when James spoke.

“Don’t worry. Everything will be alright. I can see in the dark, so just hold my hand and everything will be all right.”

I nodded, and stayed close to James as best as I can. His hand felt nice and warm in mine, and it was comforting for me to know he would protect me. As we traveled down the long dark corridor, I saw that there was light up ahead. I smiled as we got closer, and I gasped in awe as I saw the room was filled with a thousand candles. They all were lit and their shadows danced all around the room. Some candles where half melted, and were spilling their wax. I looked closely at them, and saw that they were red and white prayer candles. It was a small room, but it was a room no less. In the middle of the glowing room, I saw an old mattress with a dusty blanket covering springs sticking out of it. I could tell that was what James used as a bed. He sank down into it, and smiled up at me. I could tell he wanted me to join him, but this was a first for me. My heart pounded in my chest, but I didn’t let fear take a hold of me, and sat next to James on his bed. He wrapped an arm around my shoulders, and pulled me close as he fell onto the bed below.

“You want to do it here?” I asked as he nibbled at my neck.

“Why not? It’s the perfect place, so Renatus can’t get to us. We will have no interruptions whatsoever.”

“But---” I was nervous. This would have been my first time doing it with somebody, and I wanted it to be special. True, the candles were a nice touch in the dark room, but I did not want to do it on an old mattress. I finally came up with an excuse that would make him stop, and I blurted it out. “But you smell.” I told him, taking in a deep whiff of James’s’ underarms.

James laughed and sat on my pelvis and stared down at me. “Should we take a bath together then?” His smile got bigger and he got off me. He disappeared behind a red velvet curtain, I followed and I saw that I entered a room with a small pool in it.

James was standing at the edge of the water, and stripped off his clothes. He winked at me before he waded into the water, and motioned to me with a finger to come in. “Are you sure we should be doing this?” I asked. “I mean, didn’t you say water is like a one way mirror into our world. And that Renatus can come through and get you?”

“Yes water is a one way mirror for the underworld. But like I said before, this place is holy. No demon can come here. Besides, this is what they baptized people in, so there is no way of Renatus seeing or getting us.” My mouth dropped. I couldn’t do it in baptismal water, It would be a sin. But my lower body was telling me to go in. I stood there contemplating what to do, while James swam back and forth. “I’m still waiting.” I heard James sang. My mind was wondering when he said that, and I realized that I was standing in the same spot for ten minutes.

I took a deep breath in and let it all out as I muttered, “Forgive me Father, for I have sinned.” and I stripped off my clothes too and got into the cold water. It was freezing, but I bit my lower lip and waded over to James. He welcomed me with open arms, and plastered his lips over mine. I moaned as my body slowly warmed itself up, and opened for James to deepen the kiss.