Date: Tue, 20 Mar 2012 19:52:03 -0700
From: Johnathan Seymour <johnathanseymour@hotmail.com>
Subject: Found Love, high school, Chapter 4

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I think that I'm dragging on the climax of this event, but I am trying to
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*P.S. if you're one of those readers that notice that June/Jane's name
changed. It's because there is a reason for she called June instead of Jane
and that will be later revealed in the chapters to come. I really hope I
didn't confuse you guys.

Chapter
4: Broken-Hearted Boy


*Julian's POV*

(On the hood of Keegan's car)

As we lay on the uncomfortable hood of Keegan's car, I looked at the stars
above that calmly stood so still in the sky. Sometimes when I look at the
stars of the breezy night out on my balcony, I love the calm night of the
stars, because they made me feel like I was in control and that I'm not
insane for any of the things I do in my normal everyday routine. I felt
like I knew what I was doing and that I have always had a way out of
everything, even when I didn't.

I looked over at one of the cutest boys that I've met in the town of
Talewood, Keegan Anderson. He was lying next to me with a
beautifully-crafted smile on his face and a set of gorgeously, perfect
teeth that shined brightly.

I had to look away from Keegan's irresistible smile, to stop myself from
going too far with him. I knew that if I stayed here with him any longer,
I'd end up doing something that'll ruin my relationship with Zane, who if I
don't know is faithful to me. But I wasn't the type to cheat though. I was
a faithful boyfriend to Zane. But in my mind, I want Keegan. Bad.

"What are you thinking of Jules?" Keegan asked, with his eyes closed. He
looked so hot lying on his back with his arms crossed, supporting his
head. He was so frickin' cute!

I blushed, looking at his beautiful hazel eyes. I really, really wanted to
kiss the fuck out of him. No, fucking tongue kiss. That's how bad it felt
right now. I was almost addicted to this boy!

"Oh, it's nothing. I'm surprised you knew what this place was," I replied,
trying not to make it obvious that he was making all the right moves with
his smiles.

It made me feel like a horny, schoolgirl.

He smiled–really cutely–and sat up to light a cigarette.  Ugh, the
only thing that truly disgusts me is smoking. Well, next to abusing drugs
and bullying that is. Gosh, it was so unattractive. I don't even know how
people could even consider using those cancer sticks and just throwing
their lives away.

I'd rather jump off a bridge than to smoke. Plus, it would have messed up
my lungs and then I wouldn't be able to sing, and that was a no-no.

I grabbed the already-lit cigarette, threw it on the ground, and then
stomped the burning ashes of it out. I sat back on the hood of the car,
with a smile on my face. I looked at his face, in which was completely
perplexed.

He raised his eyebrow, "Why'd you do? I was smoking that, you know."

I raised my eyebrow as well, "Smoking is bad for you! It kills your lungs
and causes cancer. Plus, I'm a singer, it damages my vocal performance."

He laughed at what I said, "Really? Or maybe it's because you're too good
for it, rich boy."

"Oh please, those things are proven to kill someone. Here, give me the rest
of the cigarettes. I'll make your life ten times healthier by throwing
these horrible things away," I said, holding my hand out.

He looked at me like I was stupid or something, "I'm not giving you my
cigarettes. I need them to `un-stress' myself. I'm a man that needs to be
relaxed."

I got close to his face and looked directly into his hazel eyes that were
so nice to look from the bright lights of the town below.

"Smoking kills and I don't like it when my friends die from stuff like that
when I could have prevented it," I said.

He grinned, "Well, I guess you don't want me to die then?"

I rolled my eyes, "Well, yeah."

He moved away from me and reached into his pockets, taking out the pack of
cigarettes that I asked him to hand over. The way he leaned up a little to
get it out of his pockets, caused him to flex those tattooed arms of
his. This showed his muscular arms that he had. Gosh, such a turn-on.

He placed them in my hands, "There you go. Anything else you want, Julian?"

I smiled, "Nope, but you're going to clean up any other habits that are
going to hinder you from years to live."

"Oh really? What makes you think that I'm going to change my habits so
quickly?"

"Because you said that you wanted to leave behind everything that you left
in the N.O. and I'm helping you do just that by getting rid any habits that
remind you of the place you have so many memories in."

He laid back down on the windshield of his car, "Yeah, I guess change isn't
so bad."

"It isn't, but you still haven't told me that story yet. I mean, what
happened in New Orleans, Keegan?" I asked, lying next to him.

He sighed and gazed sadly at the stars up above, remembering what had
happened then. I could almost feel him forcing himself to go back into the
past to tell me the story.

He closed his eyes and started to speak, "Okay, where do I begin? Um...I
guess what could start out the time the time I started to date this girl,
Maria."

He paused, fumbling to think of what to say next. I felt that this girl was
special to him, that she meant something to him.

I rubbed his shoulder, reassuring him that that it was okay to continue. I
nodded and he half-smiled.

"So we were dating and stuff. We'd see each other on the weekends, call on
the weekdays, sneak out to watch the latest movies and stuff.  Her parents
liked me and mines did too. I loved her so much, it was like impossible to
stop my feelings that I felt for her. She was incredible; I thought we'd be
together forever... But then she was diagnosed with a late-stage cancer,"
he said, starting to tear up.

"And that was when everything started to fall apart. I flipped the fuck
out, I was angry, you know?" he looked at me with tear-filled eyes.

I just wanted to reach out and hug him, but I knew he had to finish the
story. Hugging him would only pause it.

"I started to fight with her and everything. She and I would get so fucking
mad over everything... Like how she wanted to spend the last few months
with me and our families, to really enjoy her life before she went. But in
my mind, I thought she was being selfish, giving up and letting herself go
with not even trying to survive. I got so fucking pissed till I broke up
with her and started to date someone else, telling her that I couldn't date
someone who didn't care about their life. I wasn't even there when
she...passed away. I was too busy having sex with the other chick. I didn't
spend the rest of her time making her happy. I broke her and she couldn't
do anything about it," he said, crying into his lap.

I gave in and decided that I didn't care if he finished the story or not, I
hugged him. I felt his shivering and shaking underneath. I realized that
this was an issue that he doesn't like to talk about often, bottled-up
emotions that he kept for so long. He was letting it all spill now, because
I'm someone he trusts.

I felt special.

"It's ok, Keegan. You're not in that place anymore," I said, tearing up as
well. I have never seen a tough guy cry before, and for Keegan to cry was
definitely an eye-opener that meant that even the toughest people have
their moments.

"I just can't believe I was an asshole to her. She didn't deserve it all. I
didn't deserve someone like her. I broke her heart and I didn't even care,"
he said, putting himself down.

"That's not true. You're a great guy, Keegan. You were hurt and confused at
the time. You were just so in love with her that you couldn't see her in
pain. That's how much you cared for her, begging her to fight. But you
didn't see that it was too late. People make mistakes all the time. I sure
do," I said, with tears running down my face.

We held each other for a long time, never letting go. His face was buried
in my chest, feeling his tears soak through my shirt. I was so emotional
and raw that I literally felt like I was in a true soap opera. I rubbed his
back, telling him that it was alright. That it was ok to let his feelings
out and that life goes on.

He let me go and saw that his eyes were puffy and red. He was really
letting it all out. This tough guy with tattoos was really letting himself
out tonight.

He smiled at me, "Thanks, Julian. I appreciate you comforting me, but you
shouldn't see a guy like me cry. It's bad for my rep."

I laughed at his attempt to be funny, "Oh whatever. Everyone cries, I do."

"You don't count," he said, laughing with me.

"Oh shut up," I replied, throwing a soft punch to his arm.

There was a silence, but I decided to break that silence with a question.

"So did you go to her funeral?" I asked.

He looked at me, then back into the sky. "Well, I did, but her parents
didn't want me there. I came after when they weren't around and gave her
the apology that she deserved. Even if it was too late. I still regret
everything I said to her."

"Oh, I'm sure she understood and she's somewhere resting and watching you
from above. I think she got your message," I responded.

"So yeah, that was really a bad place for me and everything was so damn
confusing. I didn't know how I was then. That was when everything started
to change for me, hormones were hitting me like crazy at that time," he
said calmly.

"What do you mean?" I asked, curious.

He took in a deep breath, "Well, after she passed away, I was in depression
and denial that she was actually gone. So I was having sex a lot to keep
myself from thinking of Maria, then that chick who was my rebound broke up
with me for being too physical and not emotional enough. That's because I
wanted to shut everything out that reminded me of Maria. I knew I was an
asshole to the girls who I fucked but it was the way for me to numb my
emotions out. At that time, I didn't care about anyone's feelings but my
own."

"I see, is that why you moved?" I said.

He paused for a second, thinking for himself. He looked at me and smiled
his pretty smile that made me smile back. I knew he was holding back
something though, but I didn't want to push any further than I already
did. There was something else to his past that caused him to move, but I'll
just let him take his own time to tell me.

"Yeah, I just couldn't deal with being in the same place that I lost the
girl of my dreams in. It was hard on me, so Katherine decided it was best
for us to move. She said we needed a change of scenery anyway. With our
parents gone and then Maria's death, we just had to," he replied, looking
down.

I put my hand on his shoulder, "And then you ended up here.  With me."

He smiled, "Yeah, I sure did."

I shook my shoulders, as if to take the emotional stuff we just spilled
off. I scouted in closer–shoulders touching close–next to him,
looking at whatever he was looking.

I pointed to a store far away, "Look it's said that if you look real close
at the windows, they spell out `sex'."

He squinted, trying to concentrate on the thing I told him to look at. Then
he was surprised at the illusion that was made.

"Wow, that's so fucking weird! Damn, does the owner know that?" Keegan
said, leaning in closer to me.

I just wanted to burst into colorful flames, if he leaned any closer. He
smelled like Axe body spray, which I thought was attractive and manly.

I nodded, "Yeah, but he never remodeled the place, because he thinks it's
funny."

He laughed, "Wow, that's cool."

"Yeah I know. So...how did you know this place?" I asked.

He gave me a confused look, "What do you mean?"

"I mean, how do you know about this cliff? It's kinda hard to find, only
some high school students know about this place."

He nodded, thinking. "Well, when we moved here, I was mad at Katherine for
something, so I decided to take a walk around this place. To cool, you
know. I didn't want to be around people at the time, and then I saw the
little cliff. I thought it was a perfect place to relax. Took me awhile to
find the way up here, but I figured it out."

I smiled, "Wow, that's weird."

He chuckled, "Why?"

I got in his face, "You did all that walking around just to cool off?"

He scuffed, "Well, I was mad and I do have a tendency to flip the switch on
even the nicest people around. So yeah, I think it's safe to say that I
need my own quiet place."

"I guess, Mr. Anger-Issues."

"I don't have issues...maybe I do, but I'm not like bipolar or anything,"
he replied.

I got even more in his face, "Maybe you are. Maybe you're the
crazy-psychopath that brings his dates to this cliff and then kills them by
pushing them off the cliff."

He rolled his eyes, "Yeah, maybe I am a killer that brings his date
here. So what now? Should I rape you first? Or should I push you off the
cliff now?"

He got closer to me and then pretended to have this rapist face on him.

I pretended to back away from him like I was scared of him, playing along
with this game. Guys are so weird with all these role-playing stuff. First
was Rob and then Keegan, but I`ll just keep them entertained for the hell
of it.

He grabbed my hand and put it next to his crotch, "You know you like that,
baby."

I raised my eyebrow at his cleverness to get me to touch his crotch
area. The smart bastard was clever though, using a game to get me to touch
his cock. But I was glad he did so, letting me know what he was packing. I
felt his cock a little before pulling away to not make it obvious that I
wanted to hold on to it longer. It was hard and kind of big, based on the
bugle that was rubbing on my hand.

"Get away you pervert," I said, jumping off the car.

As I walked off the car and onto the ground, I realized that I was getting
closer to the edge. I didn't process this fast enough and was basically
about to fall to my death. My heart racing, was shocked and that I was
about to die. Out of all the times that I've been in a close encounter with
death, this one was the clumsiest.

At least, someone was here to see my death.

Then, I felt my arm being grabbed and pulled into Keegan's arms. I
immediately hugged him, as I was just saved from falling off a cliff.

We then looked at each other, me still holding him and him still holding
me. I was grateful that he saved me in time before I fell up. I was really
close to him and his chest, in which had muscles like damn. I was just in
shock over what just happened.

He smiled at me, "You are so clumsy. You could have die, you know."

"Uh...well. Thanks for saving me from falling," I said, still in shock.

"You need to watch out, before you get killed Mr.  Lanslaster," he said,
licking his lips.

Oh fuck! That was so fucking hot!

I blushed, "Thank you, Keegan. I appreciate it."

"You know, you have a beautiful smile Julian," Keegan said, still smiling.

"Oh stop, Keegan. You're making me nervous," I said, looking away from
him. I didn't want him to see me blush, it was embarrassing enough to have
almost fell off a cliff.

He pulled my face back to his, looking directly into his hazel eyes that
looking so beautiful in the moonlight. I was so mesmerized by the beauty of
those eyes, it made me loose up and fall into Keegan's trap. But I didn't
even mind, because I really liked him.

He brushed some hair that was on my face off, "You really helped me
tonight. I really needed that."

"I'm glad I came be of help. I like to help my friends. But we should let
go now, I'm getting kind of nervous," I replied, trying to sound rational.

"Maybe you need to do something you're afraid to do," he started, "Like a
dare."

"I don't–" I started before he cut me off.

He put a finger on my lips, "I dare you To kiss me."

I looked at him with bewilderment, "I don't think that's a good idea,
Keegan. I have a boyfriend and things."

"Look, he's taking the time he was supposed to be spending with you, with
his best friend. Do you really think he still cares? You're the one without
plans and out here with me," Keegan replied.

I thought about it for a second. He was right on every account though. I
was the one in the relationship without plans and I was the one who was
doing all the work basically. Zane didn't care, he just wanted to hang with
best friend. He'd rather be with friends than with me.

If Zane really loved me, he would be here with me, right now.

I looked up at Keegan, who had a smile on his face. He looked so beautiful
in the moonlight. I wanted to do his dare.

I wanted to kiss Keegan Anderson.

"You're right, I need to get out my comfort," I said before setting my lips
on his.

The kiss was like a color explosion in my mind and a taste of multiple
favors in my mouth. He tasted like strawberries and mint. It didn't taste
like the cigarettes that he had previously smoked, in which I was
expecting. But apparently, he had good dental hygiene routines. Then I felt
his tongue pass my open mouth intermingling with mine, the contact was so
foreign in my mind, because it wasn't Zane's, but I didn't mind it all. I
was completely excited by the once-again, new uncovered discovery of
intimate kissing. Keegan was an excellent kisser at every angle. He was
hitting all the right spots and I liked every second of it.

We had pushed and stumbled onto the hood of his car. I somehow ended up on
top of him, grinding my hips with his. I felt his hard, stiff erection
under mine through the denim fabric, letting each other know that we were
completely into each other and that was nothing in the universe that could
stop this. This was a different experience for me, to be kissing a bad boy
on the hood of his car and grinding with each other. I never experienced
this with Zane. He was always a passive guy, taking everything slowly and
not caring at all to make me happy. Zane was the guy I wasn't into, but
Keegan's bad boy style was something that intrigued me entirely.

I was so turned on by this. Gosh, I was being so fucking bad.

We continued to kiss and grind, as he was feeling on my ass and gripping
onto it. I felt all over his biceps and stomach muscles. They were
obviously defined and now I was getting a taste of what they felt like.

"Gosh, you have such a fucking nice ass," Keegan grunted, taking in sexual
moans.

"Thanks, you're such a good kisser," I said, kissing him.

He chuckled sexually, "Well baby that's just practice."

I smiled, "Well, I really like it and you."

"Maybe we take this to my plac–" he said before being cut off by the
loud text tone of my phone.

Talk about boner-kill.

Keegan rolled his eyes and sighed. I felt bad for stopping whatever it was
that we were doing. But hey that's just how busy my life can get, always on
go and not on stop. It was probably an adjusted schedule for school, or
some text from Robbie.

I sheepishly smiled at Keegan, who looked tired and aggravated.

"I'm sorry, but I gotta look at this or it'll keep ringing," I said,
rolling off him.

I grabbed my bag that was laying on the top of his car, and pulled out my
phone. It was lit up with two texts from Rob. They were saying urgently
that he needed me to come over my house and get his Calculus textbook that
he forgot. Really, Robbie?

I wrote back telling him that I was coming.

I looked at Keegan, who was smiling at me with a raised eyebrow. "Who is
it?"

I sighed, "Well it's Rob and he needs me to get his textbook out of my
house for him. He's the jock-nerd type, so this is sort of an emergency."

Keegan rolled his eyes and looked at his watch, "Well, I guess we should
get going. I need to be back home anyway. Katherine's going to flip if I
don't. But damn, Rob! He ruined our kissing session."

I patted his back and rolled off the car, "You'll get more later, Keegan."

Keegan smirked as he realized what I said.

Oh gosh, this was going to be a fun night.



*Kyan's POV*

(At the Lanslaster's household)

"Oh fuck, Zane, you're such a fucking stud," I said, as he threw me on my
bed. I rolled around a little, trying to pretend like I'm getting away from
him.

He grabbed my hips and pulled me back to him, he was such an
athlete. Pulling me with those sexy arms of his and kissing me with those
luscious lips of his. Then he was looking at me with those beautiful gray
eyes, which was shining brightly in the presence of the scented candles in
the room.  He looked so beautiful and hot under the lighting of the
dim-lighted room.

"Don't you fucking try to run away," he said huskily, turning me around and
kissing me on the neck.

"You are so fucking hot Zane. God, Julian was so fucking dumb for not
having sex with you," I moaned in response.

He stopped and looked at me, "Seriously, babe. All those times when I
wanted to fuck him, he wouldn't let me and that really pissed me off. That
stupid dumbass doesn't know what he's missing out on."

I laughed, "Yeah, what a whore. Julian's a stupid hoe."

He shook his head and kissed me lightly on the lips, "I don't want to talk
about that whore right now. Let's talk about us, babe."

I couldn't help but grin. He was so fucking sexy...

"Let's just fuck, Kyan," he said, unbuttoning his shirt.

I nodded, helping him unbutton. "I can't wait till I get your cock inside
me."

He smiled widely, "Hopefully, it can fit in there."

I chuckled as I started to undo his jeans. His body was bare of any hair on
it, like he waxed all the time, except he didn't and that's what I liked
about my baby, Zane. He was perfect inside out, and totally a stud at it
too.

I slowly took off his boxers, revealing his big 8 in. cock that was a
beauty to look at. I loved the way his cock was so straight and not like
some guys. I hated guys with curved dicks, it really disgusted me. I mean,
how could you have an odd-looking dick? It was like saying that apples
weren't a part of the fruit group, it just wasn't right. I always tell the
guy if it bothers me. Like Chase, he had a slight curve to the left and
that really bothered me. I mean, he was a good fucker, but he was an
asshole that broke my heart. But I wasn't with him right now. I was with my
man, Zane.

Zane's well-defined abs was like heaven against my body and his rock-hard
dick was pressing against my stomach. Both turned me on badly. It made want
to devour his cock right then and there.

Oh wait, I could because he was mine and not "really" Julian's.

I played the curly ends of his brown hair, while he was taking off my jeans
and boxer. He was kissing my stomach down to my cock. My 6 in. cock sprung
to life at the reaction of Zane's kiss, it made me moan in response to it.

"I love you so much, Zane," I said, looking at him in the eyes.

He smiled, "Well, I love you too babe."

Then he devoured my cock. It was all I needed for my body to be in complete
states of pleasure. I was shaking in pleasure of Zane's mouth on my
cock. He was sucking cock for an athlete. How hot was that? He continued to
suck and jerk me off until he took my cock out of his mouth and pulled me
up to him. I felt his abs on my face, it was so chiseled.

He kissed me and looked at me with lust, "How bout you blow me now?"

I smiled, and then held his cock in my hand. It was like a hot poker that
just needed to be douse with my mouth.

"Look how big you are," I said, putting his cock on my face.

He chuckled, "That's cute but I'm really horny babe. Can you just start
blowing, please."

I sighed, putting my mouth on his cock. I was a pro at this, because we'd
have so much sex and practice. It was halfway in my mouth–got a small
mouth–and I was starting to gag already. It was so big and long, it was
impossible to take all at once. I felt I was choking and running out of
breath, which I knew Zane sort of enjoyed.

"Oh fuck, Kyan. I love your fucking mouth right on my cock.  It feels so
damn good," he said, playing with my hair as I deep-throated his cock.

I smiled at him with some tears in my eyes, nodding at him with his cock
stuffed in my mouth.

"Kyan, I'm gonna fuck your mouth," he said, holding my hair back.

I braced myself for the mouth-fucking of my life, trying to relax my jaw a
little.

Then he started to thrust swiftly into my mouth as I felt his cock on the
back of my throat. It was causing me to have a sore throat but I didn't
care. I just wanted to please my guy and I was doing just that.

Then he released my tired jaw, with spit and salvia dripping off his cock
and down my chin as well. He sure did fuck my mouth senseless, because he
sure did look satisfied with my cock-sucking skills.

He pulled me by the arm and positioned me on the satin-felt bed, bending
over. I was offering my tight ass for him to take. He already fucked it so
many times, he knew what the procedure was.

He went into my nightstand and grabbed out the condom, sometimes I wished
he didn't have to use them, cause it felt so fake with it on. But I loved
the feeling of the real thing, because it was so tasty in my mouth already.

I looked over my shoulders to see Zane putting on the condom, and putting
his strong hands on my hips. I wasn't scared of him to fuck me, but I was
nervous because he had a little extra bigness to his cock. It had made me
nervous every time, but it was a good kind of nervousness.

I felt the head of his cock pressed against my hole, then squeezing its way
into my body. I winced at first, hissing to the feeling of it going in.  It
was thick and long, making it hard to breathe and take all at once. After
all that fucking from before, I wasn't still am to take his dick up my ass.

"Fuck, Kyan. You're really tight," Zane whispered into my ears, leaning
onto my body with his abs touching my back.

"And you're," I said breathlessly, "really big for me."

He smiled and kissed my back, "That's a good thing because it means I love
you."

I smiled at what he said, it made me feel fuzzy inside with all that
pleasure coursing through me. He was pounding my ass and I was taking it
like a bitch. But I loved him and he loved me back, and that's all that
matters.

Then he placed both of his hands on my hips and started to really tear me
up, pounding my sore ass even harder than before. Every thrust became a
truck driver shoving a 16 wheeler inside me. It was like Zane wanted me to
hurt, but I kind of liked it.

As he was pounding my ass, I knew he was getting closer to cumming. I just
couldn't wait till he did though. It was so hot when he cummed on my face
and stuff, it was so enticing and everything. I loved it when a guy can be
so hot and just be downright fucking sexy.

He leaned down, still pounding me mercilessly, "I'm cumming, baby. You want
that cum?"

I nodded, "Yes, Zane. Oh my gosh, please cum in my mouth!"

He pulled his monster out of me and then pulled me up to his cock, stroking
it. I opened my mouth in response, waiting for his cum to coming onto my
hungry tongue. I was a cum addict for sure and I didn't know why but I was
though. I just loved the tasty and how it felt.

He grabbed my hair and made sure I was close enough to catch his load,
"Fuck Kyan. Fuck!"

Then he just erupted a mountain full of cum. Just spurting a truck filled
load of cum onto too my tongue, in which started to go down my mouth. It
was a lot, but it was nothing that I could handle. When he was finished
pushing all the cum out of his body and into my mouth, I closed my mouth
and swallowed it whole. It tasty good, but was hard to swallow because of
the volume that was going to my stomach. It was like he just gave me a five
course dinner of cum.

He smiled, still stroking his cock. "So how was that, Kyan?"

I smiled and kissed his still-erect cock. "It was so good, Zane! I took the
whole thing and just...yum."

He grinned widely and came down to kiss me on the lips, "You taste like
me."

I looked at him with a silly face, "I DO, it's your cum that's in my
stomach right now."

He laughed, collapsing on to me with his weight on me. He didn't weight
that much, but I was a small boy. It felt nice with his nice body pressed
against mine.

I chuckled, trying to push him off of me. He was sort of heavy, but I guess
it was that was kind of weak so that was kind of it.

He finally rolled off me, letting me regain my breathing position. Gosh,
guys can be so weird and their playing around.

He kissed, "I love you, babe. It's so nice to have sex this week. I've been
waiting since forever."

I smiled at him, "Really? I was waiting too, but Julian's stupid ass
doesn't leave this house enough for us to have alone time together.  He is
such a fucking buzz kill. He needs a life, that bitch."

Zane smiled and put his arm over my chest, resting. "Well, yeah. I
guess. But at least we have time to fuck tonight."

I rolled my eyes, "Ugh, I hate him so much! I cannot wait till we set the
plan in motion, Zane! It's driving me insane when you two are together and
she's kissing all on you and shit. It really bothers me, like I really want
to go over to him and slap the fuck out of him. I really fucking hate
him!!!"

Zane looked up from the pillow, looking weird out. He gave me a concerned
look, making me feel a little guilty.

"Hey, I know you dislike Julian and all, but what is it that makes you hard
him so much. I get that he's stolen everything from you and that your
family doesn't love you enough, but I don't get how you're venting a lot of
angry towards him. Is there like more I need to know about you and Julian's
past?" Zane said, making invisible circles on my chest.

I rolled my eyes, knowing that I was about to tell him the whole truth and
that can't happen at all. I cannot yet tell him what the real main issue
was between us two. I really loved Zane and all, but I don't think he was
ready to know the whole entire plan yet. It was too soon and that the less
he knew on what I was going to do to my brother.

But there was something I could tell Zane that would satisfy his need to
know more. I knew it was a risk, but I thought should know something about
the boy he's pretending to be in love with.

"Okay, maybe there is something that you should know about my brother," I
said, playing with Zane's curls.

He looked up and listened intently, "Okay, I'm listening. I really want to
hear. Is he like diseased or something?"

I smiled at that wishing that what he said was true. It would have made my
life so much better.

"No," I replied, "but there's something else that could destroy him
though."

Zane smiled, looking at me with a confused face. "What?"

I smiled devilishly at him, "Do you really want to know?"

"Yes, I do Kyan. Now tell me."

"He's not my real brother."



*Julian's POV*

(In the car with Keegan on the way home)

As Keegan pulled into my driveway, I sat in the seat smiling to myself. I
was so excited and felt electric when Keegan and I were kissing by the
cliff. I was sitting here thinking about how he saved me from falling and
for showing me the meaning of living again.

I felt so dead this whole time while I was with Zane. Zane was bringing me
down to my lowest point and made me into that boy who always worried about
how much his boyfriend cared and what he could do to please him.  Keegan
made me see that a relationship didn't have to suffer through with one
person working, but through the strength of two working together. Zane
didn't gives a rat's behind about teamwork in a relationship or caring
about me at all.  If Zane is a big part of my past, I wonder if he still
feels the better. I mean, he should after all, we've been boyfriends for 5
years straight.

I don't think no one got in our relationship, so I think it's safe to say
that Zane isn't cheater. Then, he always had to prove me wrong.

As Keegan parked the car, I saw that there were two cars in the driveway,
one of them belonging to Kyan, the other to Zane. I knew that it was Zane's
car, noting that it had bumper sticks of baseball and all that other stuff
that he had. But I thought Zane had other plans tonight? What about Kyan's
little hangout with his friends?

"What are you looking at?" Keegan said, looking in my direction towards the
cars.

I looked back Keegan, breaking my focus with why Zane was here at my house
without me. Keegan looked so fucking cute, I could almost kiss him again. I
liked his whole exterior with the tough guy act and how he tries to put on
a hard-to-read-front so no one could see it. He acted all bad with smoking
and driving me to the cliff, but he really had a sensitive side to him that
I didn't know before.

He really had a tough story behind him, but I was willing to wait for him
to tell me the whole story. He was worth waiting on, because I wanted
him. I wanted to be with a guy like that and if Zane wasn't going to give
me that, then I'll have Keegan. Keegan just makes me feel...alive.

I blushed, smiling, "Oh, I'm just wondering why Zane's car was here."

He moved in closer from his seat to mine, "Oh, I thought he was too busy
tonight to go on a date with you."

My heart skipped a beat when I felt his body heat coming closer to me. I
was nervous of the close contact of Keegan, making me shiver a little.

"Well, that's what I thought too. But I guess not, he's was probably come
over to like apologize and stuff for ditching me," I replied, trying not to
look like I was getting nervous.

He put his hand on my thigh, in which send waves of pleasure to my brain. I
really really liked that contact. I wanted to just have sex with him right
here in this fucking car, but I was a virgin and I was not about to lose it
in a car. Plus, Keegan wasn't my boyfriend and I had to break-up with Zane
first before I was going to do anything with this cute ass motherfucker.

"Well," he said, moving a piece of hair that was in my face out of the way,
"I really enjoyed tonight and that I'm sorry for being an ass for the first
part of the date. But I really I want you to see the good type of guy I
am."

"There's nothing good about being a smoker and a bad boy," I said, turning
my attention to him.

He smiled, flashing those pearly whites. "I guess, but I'm no longer a
smoker tonight because of you."

"Good."

He put his arm around me, I didn't impose. Oh gosh, I felt like a girl in a
car with a guy on the first date about to kiss. Wait, this was what was
happened, except for I was playing the girl's part. I totally needed to
stop watching romance movies.

"I'm glad, you did that for me. But I the real reason I took you out
tonight was so I could get you into my bed," he said, playing his my hair.

I raised my eyebrow, "That's not happening anytime sooner, buddy. You gotta
impress more before you get a piece of me."

He chuckled, "I know that now. At least I know you're not like an easy
guy. I love a challenge."

"Well, I am a challenge," I said, getting in his face.

Then he took advantage of that and kissed me quickly on the lips, catching
me unexpectedly. I felt his kiss on my lips and the warmth again of how
good it felt to have him kiss me like that.

I moved back, looking at him perplexed. "You do realize that my boyfriend
could be in there right?"

He smirked, "That's what makes it more better, knowing the risk and taking
that chance. I like you and I would like to continue to see you."

I smiled and blushed wildly, butterflies in my stomach. It was so adorable
and cute that he said that. I felt like it was my first time talking to a
guy. But then again, my long-term relationship has made me become rusty to
flirting with guys. It was like I was starting to date again.

"Well, I would but..." I started, "Zane."

He rolled his eyes, "Well, that can be arranged to be changed. You don't
have to be with that bastard anymore. There is more to life than Zane,
there's me."

I smiled oddly at his revelation, "It's complicated, but this is just so
awkward."

Knowing that I was really close to Keegan, there was no room left for me to
get space between us. Even our thighs were touching, making it pure
contact.

"I really like you, Julian. You're so cute and everything, please?" he
said, rubbing my thigh. It made me really horny and nervous.

"Look, Keegan you're really cute and if I was single, I would date you and
maybe if Zane and I broke up, we could date. But I don't know..." I said,
uncertain about what I just said.

He looked me in the eyes, licking his lips. "You're confused,
Julian. Break-up with him and I'll be free of his holding you down.  You're
like a prisoner of his love. You're still holding on to that anchor when
he's already checked out. You need to be you."

I smiled, knowing that he was right. That I should just break up with Zane,
he stopped caring a longtime ago and that's when I should have too. He
checked out, why shouldn't I?

It was time to lose that weight.

"Well, I'll think about that, but I think we'll call it a night for now." I
said, grabbing my bag beneath my feet.

He smiled, and backed off a little. "Well, I'll let you think about that,
but I want an answer sooner or later."

"I'll think about that too," I said, and kissed him on the lips before
jumping out the car.

"See you tomorrow?" he said, rolling down his window.

I turned, smiling at his attempt to be smooth. "Sure, maybe I'll have good
news."

He grinned, getting back into his car and starting it up. I saw that he was
about to leave, pulling out the driveway. When I saw him leave through the
gates, I giddied up in excitement. I was just so happy to see the guy of
the dreams take me on a date. It meant so much to me that a guy can be so
cute and so nice to me. It was almost unbelievable.

I smiled as I walked into my house, noting that there wasn't any noise in
this place. Usually, Kyan would be playing music loud in this place, but
seemed strange that he wasn't though. Plus, he should have had friends
over, but he didn't. Again, that was strange.

Also, to add to that fact. Zane's car was parked out front, so I wondered
what he was here for? Maybe he and Kyan were planning to surprise me with a
party or something. Or maybe, he just left his car there and went to go
party with Chase. There was also the possibility of him going to the house
guy he was cheating on me with, leaving his car here, which would be a
stupid idea.  I don't know. There could be millions of reasons that he was
leaving his car here. Again, it still was too quiet from anyone.

I walked up upstairs, hearing noises from Kyan's room, so he did have a
friend over. I smiled, thinking about how funny it was for Kyan to lie just
to get a guy to come over without me saying no.

I walked up to his door quietly, wanting to surprise him. I also wanted to
ruin his party a little and to see who this guy was. I wanted to know who
my brother was dating.

I turned the door knob, jumping into his room with the most excitement
ever.

Then I saw something that was burned into my mind, something that was so
disgusting that I wanted to literally throw up. It was forever the only
thing that would never want to see in my life, making it the most atrocious
thing I've ever was given the chance to see. The one thing that no
boyfriend would ever want to see, and the one thing I was afraid of ever
happening.

On Kyan's bed, there lie was Kyan and Zane naked, embracing each other and
kissing. It was unbelievable, my eyes were lying to me. I thought it would
never happen, but it did. I never thought in a million years that Zane
would ever cheat on me. I may have said the other that he was, but that was
because I didn't really know if he did cheat on me or not. And to see this
in front of me was like a slap to my face, making me want to die thinking
about it.

How could he? After five years of being together and all he has to show for
it is by cheating on me with my own brother? What kind of shit was that? I
just didn't want to believe it, but he was confirming it by letting me
catch him in the worst position ever.

I stood, frozen in time. I was just staring at them, breathless. I breathed
in slowly as consciousness came back to me, speeding everything back into
reality at a normal pace. I was now putting the pieces together in my head.

The lying, the secret boyfriend, the lies about hanging out with Chase, the
distance from my brother, and the way Zane stopped caring about me.

I just couldn't process this in my mind fast enough to know what was really
going on at this moment.

I looked at Kyan, then at Zane, who both had a look of surprise on their
face. They were surprised that I was here early and that I actually caught
them in the act of unfaithfulness and the act of betrayal. How could Kyan
do this to me? I know we fought a lot, but I didn't do anything to him that
would cause he to do that to me. I just didn't understand as to why he
would do that to me.

Especially Zane, why would he consider destroying what we've built over
years and then doing it by sleeping with my own brother. It was like he
wanted to do this to me, as if this was his way to break-up with me. I just
couldn't believe it at all. I know we're having rough patches, but it
didn't mean it has to be this way.

Maybe Keegan was right, Zane wasn't the same guy five years ago.

"Julian!" Zane said, pushing Kyan off him and trying to put on SOME
clothing. Seeing that just indicated that he and Kyan recently had sex.  It
was a disgusting thought, but I couldn't help it though. The evidence was
straight in front of me.

"What the fuck are you doing back?" Kyan said, covering himself with his
blanket.

I couldn't even think to look at my brother, who was apparently sleeping
with my boyfriend. I wondered how long it was before they were going to
tell me, or even tell me at all.

I just stared at Zane, tears forming in my eyes but I was fighting them
back. I didn't want to cry.

"Please baby, it's not what you think!" Zane said, grabbing my arm.

I felt the tears starting to roll down my face, "How could you, Zane?"

"It's...it's...it's..." he started to say, thinking of what to say.

"Easy, he wanted the better sibling. No one wants you, Julian," Kyan said,
standing up with the sheets covering him.

I wanted to kill him at this point but I was holding back. I had to deal
with Zane right now. He would have to be dealt with later.

"Five years, how the fuck can you do this to me?" I said, crying.

"I, didn't think you were going to find out," he said, looking at the
ground.

"What? You think it's okay to cheat on someone who cares about you? Who do
think you are? I can't believe you're doing this to me, even after five
years. Especially with Kyan, my brother."

He started to tear up too, but he just looked like he was mad over
something stupid.

"Well, he's with me now." Kyan said, walking up to me, "Now leave bitch."

I didn't want to deal with Kyan at this moment, I was too heartbroken to
even get angry. It felt like a bullet shot directly through my heart.

I turned around and ran for the door, knowing that I had to get out of
here. I heard Zane screaming for me to come back and talk things out, but I
was not going to stay. I just couldn't do anything right now. I was
basically stabbed in the back by my boyfriend.

I ran out in the darkness until something caught me, holding me closely to
him. I looked up and it was my best friend, Robbie.

I hugged him with all my might, letting the floodgates of the tears out on
him. I let everything that I was holding back in the house flood out of my
eyes. I think I pretty much stained his shirt with my tears.

"Rob! Rob!" I sobbed, clinging onto him tightly.

He rubbed my head, and then lifted me up, holding me. I was broken and tore
up from the truth of what my boyfriend was actually up to.

"It's going to be okay, Julian. It's going to be okay," he said, tearing up
too.

I snuggled into his chest and arms, knowing that I was with someone was
going to take care of me and make sure I was going to survive this mess.

"I love you, you know that right?" I said, feeling numb.

"I love you too, Jules," he said, but I wasn't sure meant that the way I
meant it.

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Alright!!! I've tried to write as fast as I could, but I am always so busy
with my ever-busy life, so it is hard for me to write 24/7. I wish I could
for you guys, but that's just not how life works right?

Looks like Keegan and Julian's chemistry is ramping up a lot! Some
Keeg/Jule fans will be angry.

I hope you guys enjoy this chapter!

I will release another one sooner or later.

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