Date: Tue, 26 Feb 2019 00:19:15 +0530
From: tyr yut <2muchfun212@gmail.com>
Subject: And it happened chapter 8

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This story is fiction and all characters are a figment of my imagination.

English is not my native tongue so pardon the grammatical errors if you
find any. Also this involves some love making between an adult and youth so
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"Yeah, I like her, she is cute" he said. "So do you love her?" I
asked. "What? No, I don't!, it is just that she resembles a girl I
used to play with when I was small, that is all", " If that was so,
then why did you volunteer for the role of main character with her?"
"Wait, I didn't tell you that I volunteered, did Max tell you this?"
"Yeah, he did, but so what? Just answer me", I asked as I stared in
his eyes. I wanted to know his answer right now, I couldn't wait any
more, not now. "So it was all about Rose? You were thinking that I
love her more than you? How stupid you can be Peter?, there is no
way anyone can take your place. Not her nor anyone. The feelings I
have for you are not anything that I have ever had for anyone, they
are for you, and you alone, haven't you realized it yet?" After all
that being said I realized that I was wrong all along, I should have
been more open to him, should have not kept this burden to myself.
Sometimes speaking things up with the other people can be best, it
clears one's own misunderstandings. "I am sorry Sam, but when I
thought that you feel something for Rose, I was hurt, as if you will
never be back to me again. I could feel you going away from me" I
said in a low voice as I took Sam in my lap. "I know I am a pathetic
adult, but just this once, please..." "There is no need to say
anything more, why do you have to keep everything to yourself? Why
can't you share it with me?" said Sam as he stared my eyes demanding
an answer. I ruffled his hair, "I am sorry Sam, it won't happen
again, trust me" I said as I bought my lips closer to his' staring
into the deep of his eyes. My heart was racing as I felt him coming
closer. I felt relieved somewhere and somewhere I was cursing myself
to be a coward.


We sat like that for a while. "Peter, when you were upset with me
this evening, I felt so hurt that I just started crying because I
didn't even know what to do", "I promise I won't let it happen again
ever to you. I promise I will take away all your pain, I won't ever
let you cry again" I said and Sam came and held my shirt. "I love
you Peter, why do you have to be so kind to me?", "Because I just
happen to love you that much" I said as I kissed his cheeks.
Everything felt so much easy now. We both brushed and I locked the
doors and checked windows and did my school work, while Sam did his.
We were sitting together close to each other. He was practicing for
the play and made me listen his lines from script that he had
memorized. He learned them and delivered them beautifully as if he
was into his character totally.


Then I thought I heard a phone bell. Yes, it was indeed, I went and
picked it up. It was Mary. She asked about how Sam was doing, and
did he cause me any trouble, "Mr. Peter, is Sam alright? Did he
cause you any trouble today?" "No no, not at all Mrs. Mary, if
anything he had been very helpful today. He even had his friends
practice for their play at my place and everything is good with both
of us." "What? He called over his friends to your place? I am sorry
Mr. Peter, I can understand how bothersome it must have been for
you", "Not at all Mrs. Mary, it is the age when children get to know
each other and make lifetime friends, in fact I was happy he called
them, we all had a good time, and he had a good company the whole
afternoon" "I am really thankful to you Mr. Peter" "I am thankful to
you too Mrs. Mary for trusting Sam with me, is your father doing
well?" "Yeah, he is. I am still searching for a new care taker for
him, but I think I will still need some time, can I talk to Sam?"
"Sure, let me call him over" I gave the phone to Sam and came back
to the study room and went over my to-do list for tomorrow.


"Let us see, hmmm... I have to get up at 6, and prepare both breakfast
and lunch? Will I be able to?" I scratched 6 and made it 5:30, "With
this, I might be able to, but I can make Sam to help me, that way I
can rest for another half an hour". I scratched 5:30 and made it 6
again. "Good!, that seems done, and... the feedback of my class, Gosh
I don't know what students are going to write about me in that one,
my conduct was good, so I need not worry that much I suppose" I said
to myself.

Sam came back and looked glad, "Did something happen
Sam?", "No, not particularly, just that mom was asking about my day
and was a bit angry that I called in my friends", "Sam, why do you
call your aunt 'mom'?" "Well because a mother takes care of the
children, and she is taking care of me all the time, so she is my
mom. Besides I don't really know much about my real mom, my dad
never talked about her and always changed the subject when I asked
him about her" "Awww... that is sweet Sam, sometimes you talk like a
grown up man" "Well maybe and sometimes you bicker like a kid"
"Wow!, you are becoming good with replies, I like that" I said as I
winked at him. "Want to hit bed now?" I asked, "But today I want you
to tell me a story", "A story?, Let us see... , fine, I have one in my
stock". I was glad that he was asking for things more openly now.


I switched off lights and went to bed with him. I wanted to love him
so much. He came closer to me and I put my hands over him. "Peter,
story..." "You didn't forget about it?" "Why would I? You don't have
one do you?" I laughed and said "Just joking" as I ruffled his hair.

"Once upon a time, long ago, when kings ruled kingdoms as big as a
country, is where this story takes place. There used to be a strong
and powerful king Charles. He had many wives as it was a tradition
of old days that his forefathers had carried. One of them was Ruma,
and he had a kid, a boy with her whose name was Milos. Having so
many wives, and so many important decisions to take care of, Charles
never had time for either Ruma or Milos. Ruma understood that he was
the king and being one of the many queens of the court, she didn't
have much influence on him. While Milos, on the other hand despised
the king. Being small, he couldn't realize that king had many
important matters to take care of. All he ever wanted was that
Charles would one day call him and love him like all fathers do. He
was sad and that is why he despised king. He would ask his mother
about why King never called him or her, whether Charles was really
his father, Ruma told him that he was very busy and that he couldn't
find time for them.


Of course, Milos always remained unsatisfied with her answers, so he
would try mischiefs to catch King's attention, but somehow or the
other he always failed. Then one day, he thought he heard someone
talking in the kitchen as he was passing by. He saw some of the
members of king's court discussing on how to poison his food for the
grand feast that was happening tomorrow. By this all the kings that
had been called in for the feast would die and the neighbouring
nations would go amok in anarchy while they plant a suitable
candidate as a king themselves and control him. He told his mother
later that night but seeing how he was trying to get everyone's
attention, she dismissed him saying that there is no way anyone
would want to hurt the king. She told him that the food was always
tasted and then presented to the king, so he need not worry.


Milos wouldn't accept any of it. He thought that there was no one
who would believe him when even his mother herself doesn't. Tomorrow
morning came and he was restless for the entirety of it, and amid
the pomp of the ongoing feast everyone was very busy. It was lunch
and time for the grand feast. As the kings entered the splendid
great hall one by one, the food was presented to them by the
servants. Milos was restless, he reached the hall with his mother
and saw a man tasting the food before serving them to the kings.
Ruma told her to look that and see there was nothing to worry about,
but Milos couldn't help and jumped in the middle of the feast and
took the bite. The guests were in uproar over such tenacity, but
then they saw Milos choking. Charles and the rest of the members
panicked and immediately called in the herbalist.


When Milos woke up he was with Charles who was holding his hand with
tears in his eyes. Charles apologised for not finding time for his
own son and Milos saw how deeply his father regretted it. Milos said
that he never hated Charles for it, but he hated the position of the
'king' that took Charles away from him. Then Milos called his
friends who were there standing, they too were deprived of any
affection from king and were the children of other queens.
Naturally, the usurpers were all executed and the servant who tasted
survived because he had taken antidote for the poison. From that
day, it is said that there was to be one, and only one true queen in
the kingdom and legend has it that Milos became one of the finest
rulers of the kingdom. And that wraps our little story."


"It is so comforting, Peter. I am glad that you will always love me.
Thank you for such a beautiful story" he said as he bought his lips
closer to mine and kissed them. I bought my lips closer to his neck
and kissed it. "Oh, that reminds me I have to get up early tomorrow,
good night Sam" "But I wanted to love you more" he whispered, "We
have tomorrow night for that, besides I am really tired" I said as I
yawned. "It is fine" he said as he laid his hands over me. "You
smell so nice Peter" he said, as he drifted to sleep. It is going to
be an exciting day tomorrow, I said to myself as I too fell asleep.


To be continued...

Next Chapter: Surprises.

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