Date: Fri, 13 Oct 2000 14:05:16 -0500 From: fsw99 Subject: Chapter 46 of One Big Happy Family Legal Notice: The following story contains descriptions of graphic sexual acts. The story is a work of fiction and has no basis in reality. Don't read this story if: **You're not 18 or over, **If it is illegal to read this type of material where you live, **Or if you don't want to read about gay/bi people in love or having sex. The author retains copyright to this story. Placing this story on a website or reproducing this story for distribution without the author's permission is a violation of that copyright. Legal action will be taken against violators. E-mail responses to the stories, story suggestions or other 'constructive' comments or advice may be sent to me at fsw99@mindspring.com. Chapter Forty Six (Keith's turn) Keith woke up around noon on Sunday, took his shower and decided to take some sun on his terrace off his study. He ate his breakfast, and Jeffrey applied some sun screen lotion on his back, while he laid on his chaise longue to enjoy the sun's warm rays. He kept thinking about the Phill fiasco. He felt hurt by this, but he knew this was right. He also thought about what Elijah told him about Martin. Martin is a bright, soft spoken, sweet and gentle guy. He is very cute looking, too. He just turned 14 a week ago. Keith and his cousins had gone to his birthday party. Keith also realized Martin often tried to imitate his and his cousin's style, buying the same clothes, and was often where they would go. After thinking about this, he guessed Elijah was right about Martin's feelings toward them. He began calling his two cousins, and then remembered they were still busy with Matt and Mike visiting them for the weekend. `Maybe I should go and join them instead of moping around here alone`, he thought to himself. `Nah! They are having fun together, I would break their mood if I did this.` Just then, he noticed the message light on his master console blinking. He hadn't noticed it when he came in late last night, which was unusual for him. He went and got his message. Phill!!! Phill wanted him to call him? What could that be about? They had broken up just two days ago. Keith's curiosity got the best of him, so he dialed Phill's number. "Hello, this is Keith Ericson. Phill called yesterday and asked that I return his call," Keith said when Phill's Dad picked up the phone. "Oh, hello, Keith. Phill is in his room. The band decided they needed a little break in their practice schedule, so he is here. Let me tell him you are on the line." "Thank you, sir," Keith replied. (Keith is very respectful to his elders. In fact, the only older person that this doesn't apply to is me!!!! He gives me shit constantly!!! How did I let this happen? Course, I give back more than I receive!!! Hehehe) "Hello, Keith?" Phill asked. "Yeah. Hi, Phill." "You aren't still mad at me, are you?" Phill asked. "No, Phill. Why would you ask that?" Keith asked, somewhat taken back. "Never mind. I'm glad. We have had some problems. Jimmy's Dad ran off with his girlfriend. Jimmy's Mom kicked him out of the house when she found out he was gay," Phill answered. "Oh, no. That's terrible," Keith answered. "You aren't calling up to tell me this is all my fault for buying the studio, are you?" "No. I am sure it would have happened sooner or later. If David had the studio up for sale without telling anyone, he might have been planning this for a long time. But, he was our agent, and we really don't know anything about finding another one," Phill answered. "So, you want me to help you find another one?" Keith asked. "Yeah, if you would," Phill answered meekly. "Phill, it would be my pleasure. Every time I tried to do something nice for you, you just seemed to get madder and madder at me. I would love to be able to help you. I really would like you and Robbie to be friends with me and my cousins. Maybe, the two of you could come to one of our houses one weekend like Matt and Mike did," Keith said. "Well, we would appreciate any help you could be. Robbie and I had a big fight. I hope we can get back together, but I just don't know right now," Phill said. `Oh, no. I am not going back down that road again,` Keith thought to himself. The phone was not a good way to say that to Phill, though, so Keith took another approach. "Phill, I am sorry to hear that. I am sure it is just temporary, though. Everyone has arguments. Mark, Alex, and I sometimes have arguments among ourselves, but it doesn't last very long. Look, why don't I do this? I need thirty to forty five minutes to shower and get changed. Then, I will come pick you up and we can talk. How does that sound? Maybe I can help you figure out a way to get you and Robbie back together." "You would do that for me?" Phill asked, really touched by the gesture. "Yes, in a heart beat. We need to get something understood, but then I would really like to be your friend from now on. What you are asking of me is a very simple thing. Agents that don't have hot clients don't make any money, right? I think I can get you one easily. All I need to do is ask my Dad to have someone ask around. You might could have one by tomorrow or the next day. Would that be soon enough?" Keith asked. "Keith, that would be awesome. I really appreciate it. Can you call me from the limo when you are close to my house so I can make sure and be ready?" Phill asked. "Certainly. I should be there in maybe an hour and a half. Is that OK?" Keith asked. "That's perfect. My Mum and Dad have asked me to do a few things around the house, and I haven't done them yet. That will give me time to do them, and still have plenty of time before you get here. Thanks a lot, Keith, OK?" Phill said. "No problem. I am just happy you are finally letting me do something for you in return. I still owe you a lot for London, you know?" Keith asked. "You don't owe me anything. I do appreciate this, though," Phill answered. "OK, I'll see you in an hour and a half. Bye," Keith said. "Bye." Keith called Jeffrey to get his shower ready. He was in a good mood. He liked doing things for his friends, and he really did hope Phill would remain his friend for a long time. Robbie, too. It would be nice if he could do something to help them get back together. Phill was also in a good mood. So good, he happily started to clean his room, one thing he hated doing. Like most teenagers, clothing seemed to be just fine lying on chairs, the floor, etc. Coat hangers were something that just took too much time. (Hehehe - I am talking about MY REAL son now. The easiest thing to do with his room is just burn it down occasionally and rebuild.) You would think that with Keith's and Phill's good intentions, maybe this would help get Phill and Robbie back together, wouldn't you? Hey, everything doesn't always work the right way in the real world. ***************************** "Hello?" Phill asked. "Phill, this is Keith. We are only about five minutes away from your house. I am calling like you asked to let you know," Keith said. "OK, thanks. I am ready, so I will be watching for you at the front door, OK?" Phill said. "That would be great. I don't have lots of time, since I am supposed to have dinner at my Grandfather's tonight. I did want to talk to you, though," Keith answered. "OK. See you soon. Bye," Phill said. "Bye." *************************** Robbie was attempting to read a book, but his heart wasn't in it. He had flat refused to practice again today. He had come out of his room only twice, to eat breakfast and lunch, and immediately went back to his room when he was finished. He sat mostly staring out the window at Phill's house, hoping that he would see him. He saw the limo turn the corner and immediately knew who it was. As soon as it stopped, Phill ran out of his house and got in. Robbie just stared with his mouth open as it drove away. `It sure didn't take him long to go running back to Keith, did it?` Robbie thought to himself, as he threw the book across the room. *************************** "Hi, Keith. You don't know how much I appreciate you coming all the way over here just to talk to me," Phill said, as he got in the limo. "You don't need to thank me, Phill. I wanted to be here for you. Now, tell me what your argument with Robbie was all about. That is more important than us talking about getting you a new agent," Keith answered. "All I did was say out loud that I thought I would call you and see if you could help us, like you are doing. Robbie had a fit. He said that all I ever do is think about you, and that he is tired of you always coming between us," Phill said quickly, tears forming at the corners of his eyes. Keith took Phill's hands in his and said, "Look, I need to say this first. I really did love you when we were in London. I think I will always love you, but not that way any more. I will love you as a friend for everything you did for me. I have done a lot of thinking since we got back here from London. I really love my cousins. We are really happy together. No matter what happens between you and Robbie, all we can ever be is friends from now on. I want us to be really close friends, but just friends. OK?" Phill just looked him the eyes, and nodded his head yes. "Thanks for understanding, Keith." "This is now what both of us want, isn't it? Good. Now let's talk about Robbie and see if I can help my friend get his lover back," Keith said, smiling. "I really want to be friends with Robbie, too. It would be lots of fun if both of you could come visit Mark, Alex, and I sometime. We wouldn't do anything together, of course, but you and Robbie would have your own suite, which would be completely private. We would all be together until bed time, and then leave you alone. Would you like that?" Keith asked. "Yeah, that would be great," Phill said, finally smiling himself. "OK, why don't I do this? I can call Robbie after I let you out and explain that we really don't love each other anymore. Either of us. And we won't, ever again. If he hears it coming from me, I think he will believe it. Then, give him a few minutes to think it over, and then go see him. I'll bet you will be back together by the end of the day," Keith said. "That sounds really good. You already have his number, don't you?" Phill asked. "Yeah. OK, if we have that problem settled, now let's talk about the band. You know I still want you to continue to practice at the studio, right? There will be new management starting Monday, but I will make sure you have your own key and can come and go as you please. We aren't sure if we are going to leave the studio there, or move it closer to LA yet. I'll talk to Dad tonight about the agent, and one of his employees will start looking for one on Monday," Keith said. Phill just laughed. "One little limo ride and maybe all my problems have bee taken care of. Can you fix everyone's problems that easy, Keith?" "No, I don't think so. This just makes sense to me. If you and Robbie are fighting now because of me, I feel responsible, anyway. If I can end the fight by talking to Robbie, I would love to be able to do that for you," Keith said softly. "It had nothing to do with you, Keith, and you know it. But, you and Robbie talking might make it never happen again. Thanks a lot, OK?" Phill asked. "No problem. Now, are you ready to go back so I can make my call to Robbie? The sooner I take you home, the quicker you and Robbie can be in each other's arms," Keith said. "Yeah, let's go back," Phill said, smiling. *************************** Robbie was pacing back and forth in his room. He had already torn the book he was reading that Phill had given him into shreds. Pages and pieces of pages were strewn all over his room. He saw the limo turn the corner out of the corner of his eye. He couldn't believe they had returned so quickly. He stood at his window, waiting to see what happened. The limo stopped and the driver got out to open the back door. "Thanks again, Keith. You have really helped me today," Phill said, hugging Keith to him. "No problem, my friend. Glad to do it," Keith said, hugging him back. Phill got out of the car, and started for his house, after waving goodbye to Keith. The limo drove off, and Phill looked up to see Robbie looking down furiously at him from above. You ever see a cartoon where all you have to do is wave a red flag in front of a bull, and it makes him so mad he can't see straight? Red may make real bulls crazy, too, for all I know. Not going to find out!!!! hehehe I do know that one simple hug between friends completely pushed Robbie over the edge. ***************************** "We have to do something. We can't just let them stay mad at each other," Paul said. All of us were sitting in the den, talking about the fight that Robbie and Phill had in front of everyone. We had all hoped that everything would be back to normal this morning, but judging from Robbie's actions, it was worse today than yesterday. "I don't know what we can do. Robbie won't even talk to any of us right now, much less Phill. I think we are going to have to just leave them alone for a little while and see if they can work it out on their own. I don't think they will stay mad long," I said. "At that point, we heard a knock on the door, and Phill opened it and walked in before anyone could get up. "Sorry for barging in, but I have to talk to Robbie right now. Keith has agreed to help us get an agent. He picked me up and we talked for a while. He is even going to call Robbie and tell him he doesn't love me anymore. Robbie saw me get out of the limo, though, and I have to explain right now," Phill said, as he turned and ran up the stairs. Just then, the telephone rang and Paul went to answer it. Phill didn't even knock on Robbie's door, he opened it and was inside before Robbie could stop him. "Robbie, look, let me explain. You don't understand." "I never seem to understand, do I? Anytime I catch you with him, you always have a good excuse," Robbie yelled. "Robbie, listen. Keith doesn't love me anymore. It's all over. He wants to be both of our friend. He wants to help us get back together again," Phill said. "You got one thing right that you said. It IS all over. For you and me!!! Now, get out of here and leave me alone," Robbie yelled. When Phill just stared back at him, and didn't attempt to leave the room, Robbie just walked past him like he wasn't there, and started down the steps. "Hello, Miller's residence," Paul said. "Hi, this is Keith. Is this Paul?" Keith asked. "Yeah. Hi Keith. I don't know if this is a good time to talk right now," Paul said, his eyes wide. "I want to talk to Robbie. It's important. I think it will help. Can I speak to him, please?" Keith asked. Just then, Robbie walked into the room. "Robbie, this is Keith. He says it is important. You want to talk to him?" Paul asked. "No fucking way. Why would I want to talk to him? What does he want to do, gloat over stealing my ex-boyfriend back," Robbie yelled. Phill came running down after him. "Robbie, wait. Please. Let's just go somewhere and talk this out," Phill begged. "Just leave me the fuck alone. I just need to be by myself for a while. I'm going home. My real home. All of you just leave me alone," Robbie screamed, as he opened the door a ran outside. Everyone got up and ran outside after him. We were a little late. He was already two houses away and sprinting. He would run as fast as he could the entire six blocks home. Comments can be sent to me at fsw99@mindspring.com.