Date: Tue, 22 Mar 2005 23:35:56 -0800 (PST)
From: gaymormonwriter@yahoo.com
Subject: Born To Be A Missionary  Chapter 26  adult/youth

Born To Be A Missionary
Chapter 26

(Author's notes: The usual legal and copyright remarks.)


>From Steve's perspective:


All I could do was stare at the door. He was gone and he took my family
away from me. I felt my tears pouring out of my eyes and the pain I was
feeling in my chest. This is hurting more than I could have imagined, as I
felt engulfed by the reality of the moment. I always knew this could
happen, just had hoped and prayed that it wouldn't.


>From Jamie's perspective:


We got home and I didn't find Steve anywhere, he wasn't in the house at
all. I took off looking for him and found him sitting on a bench in the
park next to the lake. I sat down next to him. I could see he had been
crying. I put my arm around him and we just stayed that way for a while. I
knew he would tell me what happened when he was ready. It apparently hadn't
gone well.

"Jamie, I love you." He said in a whisper.

"I love you too, Steve."

"You are all I have now."

"I am so sorry."

Steve took my hand in his.

"It's hard, Jamie, it really is."

"What's hard, Steve?"

"He told me that I had to live my life with his and the churches terms if I
was ever to come back to the family. I can't do that, it just isn't the way
for me."

"I know, baby, I know."

"It hurts."

"I know."

"Please, Steve, don't ever regret us."

"Oh Jamie," he said turning to take me in his arms, " I could never do
that. I love you and I am yours forever."

I felt him squeeze me so hard, like he wouldn't never ever let me go. It
was wonderful.

"I feel that same way about you too, Steve."

"I know."

We sat there like that for a while. Finally we got up and walked home. We
came through the door and Dad and Rick were waiting for us.

"Is everything okay, Steve?" Rick asked.

Steve went over to Rick and Rick opened his arms and Steve was
embraced. Steve started crying again against Rick's shoulder. I looked over
at Dad and he came over to me and put his arm around me. I waited to let
Steve cry it out.

After what seemed like a lifetime, Steve backed away from Rick. His eyes
were red and his nose was running. I walked over to him and tried to wipe
his face with my handkerchief.

"Do you want to tell us what happen, Steve?" I asked.

"Yeah, I can do that."

We sat down in the living room. I sat next to Steve so I could hold his
hand as he told us the conversation between his father and himself.

Steve looked up at my Dad and said, "Why didn't he hear me, why didn't he
listen?"

"Well, Steve, it isn't that he didn't hear you, he did. The question is
when he will listen to what you said. I promise you that it is a
conversation that he will never forget as long as he lives. It may haunt
him a long time until he comes to terms with what has happened and finds
what it is his heart is trying to tell him. When he is ready to listen to
his heart, he will listen to what you said to him."

"Than I can always hope?"

"Yes, there is always hope. But it is going to be a matter of time, it
could be years before he reconciles with his thoughts, actions and with
you."

"I am going to miss my family."

"Of course you will. But I have a hunch that your twin brothers are up to
something."

"Why do you say that?"

"They called while you were gone. Apparently your father came home pretty
shaken up, but not to shaken up to tell the family that you are not welcome
in the home and no one is to have contact with you. Your siblings are now
on strike, refusing to do anything around the house, go to church or sit
with their parents during dinners."

Steve looked stunned and sadden.

"This isn't what I wanted, they shouldn't do that. I don't want my family
in turmoil over me."

"Steve, I talked to Bryce and Bobby for quite awhile. They seemed
determined to bring you back home. I told them that I could not advise them
of their situation, but that I had encouraged their father to go for family
counseling. They said they would tell their father that they all needed to
do that. They promised to call back when they can get away with it. They
said to tell you that all of the kids love you, to hang in there and be
brave. Those are two very tough and determined young men."

Steve smiled at that.

"I know, they are a force that I learned a long time ago not to
encounter. I always knew that they would make incredible missionaries
someday."

"I am sure they will, Steve."

"Well," Rick said, "Jim and I have already told Jamie that you two can stay
here for now, probably until you leave for college in the fall. Jamie has
been advised of the rules of the house."

I shot my eyes to the ceiling while Rick and Dad had a good chuckle at our
expense. Steve looked at me like every one was nuts.

"I will tell you later, in private Steve." I said.

With that we all headed to our bedrooms, I was tired and Steve and I needed
some alone time. Just to be there for each other. We went into the bedroom
and after I closed the door he turned to me and I took him into my arms.




>From Joel's perspective:


I watched the moon as it showed brightly in all of its fullness. I kept
wondering what was beyond the moon. I wondered if life was easier on the
other side of the moon. I don't know what to do. I spent the day talking to
Terry about being Mormon and how it influenced my life. I held his hand all
day as I even went through the Missionary lessons with him. Our mothers and
Kevin came in to visit us. Everyone seemed pleased that Terry and I were
rooming together. I stayed away from Terry while they were there, I didn't
want to give them any ideas about my intentions towards Terry. I am not
sure of my intentions.  I just know I feel really good when I am near him
or touching him.

He finally did grow tired and went to asleep a couple of hours ago. I
kissed him. It felt so natural with him. Terry and I shared something in
the dream. Something special. I know he doesn't understand yet and I don't
know when I am going to be ready to deal with it.

But I know that it will change our lives, I just don't know how the two of
us will deal with it.

Shortly after Terry fell asleep, the nurses aid came in to the room for the
night watch on me. I climbed into bed and tried to go to sleep. It was a
long time in coming.


>From Jim's perspective:


The sunlight showed through the blinds and woke me up rudely. Plus having
the urgency to go to the bathroom. I glanced at the clock and it read 7:55
A.M., five minutes before the alarm. I felt Rick's absence from the bed. I
heard the shower and I went in, making sure it was he in the shower. I
climbed in the shower with him.

"Good morning, lover." I said as I kissed the back of his neck.

"Nice. Watch where you hands go."

"I don't have to watch, they have minds of their own." I said as my hands
covered as much of Rick's body as I could.

Rick turned around and with our bodies closed into contact, he brought his
mouth onto mine, giving me one of those wonderful kisses that last
forever. Water was spraying upon us, running down our heads. A long and
seductive kiss...that stirs every muscle in my body. As we kissed and tried
to breathe through the water cascading down our faces, I found my favorite
spot at the small of his back and began to rub it. Rick began to moan
quietly in response to my actions.

"You continue this my love and I will be late for work." Rick said.

"I know, it's more fun that way," I said with an apparent evil grin. "And
besides, Jamie and Steve have gone to school already. So, we are alone, my
love."

"Well, I love you and I would rather stay with you, but the sense of
maturity and responsibility come to mind and I need to get a move on."

"I know. I love you too."

Rick stepped out of the shower and left me alone, to shower.

I only had one appointment today at the office and than to off to the
hospital and do an evaluation on Joel. I felt sure that I would be
releasing him after the 72-hour holding time.

My cell phone went off and the call from my friend provided me with the
information I was looking for. I called the number he gave me and spoke to
the gentleman and we agreed to meet at the hospital about 1 p.m.


>From Joel's perspective:


It was way too early for the morning breakfast trays at 7 a.m. I had a
rough night sleeping. As soon as Terry woke up for his tray, the nurses aid
left. I had to cut up Terry's breakfast so he could eat. He watched me
intently with those beautiful blue eyes of his.

"How did you sleep last night, Joel?"

"It was alright, I had a lot to think about. With my Dad leaving Mom, I
feel so guilty about that."

"I kind of feel the same way about my parents, but the doctor told me that
what ever happen to their relationship was between the two of them and that
any resolution of the relationship would have happened eventually, it
wasn't me that caused it and it wasn't you either."

I opened his juice cartoon and poured into the plastic cup.

"You want me to feed you?"

"If you want." He took his first bite and swallowed. "What else is
bothering you, the dream?"

"That too."

"Anything else?"

I gave him another bite to give his mouth something to do. I didn't know if
I was ready to say anything.

"Well?"

"I guess it has to do with you."

"Me?"

I looked him right in the eyes. Gave him a stern stare.

"You know exactly what I am talking about don't you?"

A big, smile or has big as he could give it appeared on his face.

"You're are starting to have feelings for me?"

I turned away, not sure how to answer the question.

"Joel, it's okay. I am starting to have feelings for you. It isn't like
anything I have ever felt before. When you touch me, hold my hand or even
kiss me, it makes me feel so good, so happy. Something that I find missing
in my life. I haven't ever had a guy show me how much they care before."

I turned around to look at him.

"This is happening too fast again and I am so scared."

Terry reached up for my hand. I moved it towards him. He took it.

"I know how you feel about losing Brian and I promise, you won't lose
me...not like that. I don't know what it is, maybe the dream. That makes it
feel like we are connected somehow. I never had that feeling before and I
don't want to lose that with you. We both have feelings for each other and
even though we have only met yesterday, it feels like I have always known
you."

I looked at him. His eyes were so serious and hopeful.

"I guess it helps that our mothers are now friends." I said.

"Yeah, that helps."

"I am over 3 years older than you are."

"So, what's wrong with that?"

"You're only 18."

"And?"

"I guess that would make me the older guy."

Terry smiled and his eyes sparkled.

"Yeah, I like that old man."

Terry tried to laugh, but he grimaced in pain.

"Oh Terry, sorry."

"Not your fault, I made the joke, my fault."

I helped him finish his breakfast and I finished mine. They came and took
blood from both of us and we watched TV, but morning TV is so devoted to
women until a game show came on. After the game show I stood over Terry and
took his hand.

"I know for some reason this is right between us. But, I would like to take
it kind of slow. I want to get close to you, before we become sexual?"

Terry looked a little disappointed.

"Terry, it isn't that I don't want to, but I have only been with Brian and
we reacted so quickly. That is why I am afraid. It isn't you, it's me."

"Joel, I want this with you too. So, I will respect your feelings. I am not
exactly in any condition to have sex with you right now anyway."

We both smiled at that.

"But, Joel, I am a horny teenager you know. I may have to relieve stress
now and than."

I smiled at that too.

"Terry, if you can relieve your stress by yourself that will be fine with
me until I am ready. But I don't see you doing that right now for a
while. I wouldn't suggest getting too excited with that cath in your...ah,
penis."

"Yeah, I bet it doesn't look too sexy either right now?"

"Nope, but when you are healed, I am sure that it will."

"Joel, does this mean that we are going to try to be in a relationship?"

I walked up to the head of his bed. I bent down to whisper in his ear.

"Yes, it does." I kissed his cheek. Terry grabbed my face and brought it to
his. The kiss was tentative. I didn't want to hurt him. The kiss was great.

We spent lunch and the next couple of hours chatting about our families,
our plans for school and avoided any conversation about the dream.

About 2 P.M., Dr. Haines and two gentlemen dressed in suits and ties. The
men looked to be about 40 and handsome.

"Hi Terry and Joel. How are you guys doing today?"

We both chimed in as 'fine'.

"These two guys want to talk to you both and I have an appointment at the
office. Joel, I will back later so we can chat."

"Okay, Doctor."

And with that, the doctor was out the door.

"Do we know you?" Terry asked.

"Hi, I am Adam and this is my business partner Aaron."

"You are Joel?" Aaron asked.

"Yes."

"And you are Terry?" Adam asked.

"Yes."

Everybody shook hands.

"You two look the same." Adam said.

"Yeah, they do." Aaron said.

I looked over to Terry.

"Do you know these men, Terry?" I asked.

"No, I don't, or at least I don't think I do." Terry said, obviously as
confused as I was.

It was apparent that Adam and Aaron were enjoying this.

"I guess we should tell them shouldn't we, Aaron?" Adam said.

"Okay. Fellas, we are local Houston businessmen, partners in a very
progressive company. We are here to talk to you about coming to work for
us. Now, Terry, we know you are still in high school, just about ready to
graduate. And Joel, you have some college to finish and we want to help
both of you with college." Aaron said.

I looked over to Terry and he still looked as confused as I do.

"What kind of business are you in?" I asked.

"We are motion picture exhibitors."

"What?" Terry asked.

"We run movie theatres. We have a chain of 10 theaters across the country
with another 10 either being built or in the planning stages. The theatres
cater to a very specific crowd of high-income individuals. We feature
foreign and independent films in an atmosphere of adult company. No one
under 18 is admitted to the theatre despite what ever the rating for the
movie is. Our company name is International HyBrow Theatres." Adam said.

"We offer an elegant surrounding to movie going. All our managers and
employees wear tuxedoes.  We have one location in The Woodlands. We don't
see the need to go downtown or into Montrose as there are already art
theatres there, though going into Montrose may still happen. Our corporate
offices are here in Houston. We have theaters in Dallas, Kansas City,
Orlando, Miami, Atlanta, Denver, Salt Lake City, Seattle and Phoenix. We
are very excited about going into Jacksonville, Florida at the
Riverfront. Jacksonville is the largest market in the country without a
dedicated art theatre." Aaron said.

Great. Why did he have to mention Jacksonville? Never want to go there
again.

"So, why are you offering us jobs and college assistant?"

"Well, we got this idea over the weekend when we flew back from Salt Lake
City, to offer the two of you jobs, so we could be closer." Adam said.

"I don't understand." I said.

"Neither do I?" Terry said.

Adam and Aaron looked at each other. Something familiar hit me.

"Well, to answer your question is going to be a little difficult." Aaron
said.

"Why is that?" I asked.

"Well, we have something in common, some kind of connection." Adam said.

"Well tell us." Terry said.

"Patience, my young man. Patience." Adam said.

Adam and Aaron looked at each other. Both had these weird grins on their
faces.

"I think you know as..." Adam said.

"I am Elder Martin." Aaron said.

"I am Elder Lewis." Adam said.



The end of Chapter 26