Date: Tue, 7 Jul 2009 19:51:25 -0700 (PDT) From: Andrew Werda Subject: andy-and-aaron-3 Here's chapter 3. Hope you like it. If you're not supposed to be here don't be. Leave now or forever hold your peace. Josh rolled up a joint, lit it, took a hit, and then handed it to Aaron. "Here, this'll make you feel better." Aaron took a hit and instantly was in a different world. Josh looked at the mark on Aaron's face. Aaron said it was his girlfriend that did it but Josh wasn't that stupid. He thought someone was beating up on him but didn't know who. Aaron was one of Josh's best friends, and if he knew who had hit Aaron he would make them sorry. Aaron had been so happy last week, but as soon as he got slapped or whatever he had been back to his depressed self. He looked down at Aaron's arm and saw two new cuts across his wrists. He hated seeing new ones. Josh had stopped cutting a couple months ago and was trying to get Aaron to stop too. Aaron handed the joint back and Josh took another hit. He was starting to really feel it now. He knew it was a bad idea to be smoking drugs but he just thought "Oh well." He used drugs a lot. Not becaue he wanted to escape like Aaron did, but just for a good time. Everything was a little more fun when your high. He went to hand the joint back to Aaron but found Aaron had fallen asleep in his chair. Josh just laughed and went to carry Aaron into Josh's room and lay him in the bed. Josh was five foot seven inches tall, and had straight jet black hair that was always in his eyes. If you ever saw his eyes, which you usually wouldn't, they were a very pale blue, almost grey. He was very slim and had almost no fat on his body. He did have lots of muscle though. He could easily lift Aaron up and carry him, but that also might just be because Aaron was so light. Andy had only heard from Aaron once since the day they met Austin. It made Andy worry a lot. When he had talked to him all he said was that he was grounded for a week and would see him then. Being grounded had never stopped Aaron before so Andy really was worried. He was afraid he had done something wrong and had fucked up somehow. It was a week later and Aaron hadn't been answering his phone. Andy was about to go over to his house to check on him when there was a tap on the window. Andy got up and was relieved that Aaron was there. He opened his window and let Aaron climb in. As soon as Aaron was through the window and into Andy's room he wrapped his arms around Andy and started to cry. Andy was confused but wrapped his arms around Aaron and held him there. They were like that for a couple of minutes. Aaron stopped crying and wiped his eyes on Andy's shirt. "Where've you been? I was worried you had died or something." Aaron looked up at Andy and Andy saw the mark on his face. "I was at Josh's house the past couple of nights. I didn't want you to see me like this. I didn't want you to be mad." "Why would I be mad at you?" "At my dad not me." "Oh well I am mad at him." "Don't do anything. It's ok. Really it is. Don't do anything stupid please." "I won't babe." Andy reached out and put his hands on Aaron's shoulders. He leaned in and passionately kissed him. They kissed deeper and deeper for what seemed like hours. Finally Andy broke the kiss. "Babe I think you need to leave that place." "And go where?" "You can live here." "Andy, I don't think that that would go over well with either of our parents." "You know that my parents love you like their own son. If they knew what was happening then you know they would do anything to protect you." "Andy, what if they don't want me? What if they just call the cops and have me taken away from there and I'll never see you again?" "That won't happen." "How can you be so sure?" "I just am. I have no idea how or why but I believe that if they knew you wanted to stay here, they would let you." "I don't know." "Aaron," Andy whispered and he took Aaron's hand and held it in his own. "Do you trust me?" "Yes." "You know I love you right?" "Yes." "Then don't worry. It'll be okay. Now we're going to go to your house and get you some clothes and stuff." "Andy you shouldn't go I there you know how much he hates you. He might..." "I can take care of myself. If he tries to touch either one of us he'll wish he hadn't." "Andy don't do anything stupid." "I won't don't worry." They left Andy's house and walked to Aaron's. "Let's go in through my window." "No we can use the front door." Andy pulled on Aaron's arm and led him to the front door. It was unlocked so Andy just walked in. "Is that you hunny?" Aaron's mom asked. "No mom just me." "Oh well go to your room and don't come down until tomorrow. We're having company tonight and we don't need you down here acting like a little bitch." Andy's fists clinched and Aaron held his hand and led him up the stairs. Aaron locked the door behind him and sat down on Andy's lap in one of his big soft armchairs. Andy opened his mouth to say something but Aaron pressed his lips against Andy's so all he could do was kiss back. "What brought that on?" "I don't know you're just so hot I had to kiss you." Andy leaned forward and continued the make out session. They did that until they heard the door slam downstairs and they both jumped. A few seconds later they could hear some loud music and drunken laughter. "Is this normal for you?" Andy asked concerned. "Yeah I guess." "Well we better leave. Get your stuff together." Aaron got up and through some clothes into a bag. He started to take off his shirt and Andy raised his eyebrow and stared at Aaron. Aaron giggled shyly at Andy and slid his pants down to the ground. Then he walked to Andy and sat on his lap again. Aaron kissed him. Andy wrapped his arms around Aaron and moved his hands all over, exploring his body. Andy loved having Aaron there and being able to kiss him and rub him. Aaron started lifting Andy's shirt off and Andy broke the kiss and stopped him. "We can't do this here." "Aw come on. Please." "When we get back to my house we can. I promise. We'll need it. It'll be a long few days after this." And that's chapter 3. I Hope you all like it. Comments and criticism are welcome, just e-mail me at awerda111@yahoo.com. Thanks for reading!