Geek and Guilty

GEEK AND GUILTY

CHAPTER ONE

God fearing high school jock Connor Harper thought he had it all. He was handsome, he got decent grades in school, he had a good life and he had a beautiful girlfriend. If you would take a look at Connor, even if not knowing him, you would see that he was full of life, energy, full of sparkle and he always made time for his friends.

Sounds boring, right?

Well, that was what Connor Harper for you...and how he carried himself out to the outside world. He didn't care what others thought about him. His parents were both lawyers who were partners in their firm, so there was never a danger of them running out of money. That didn't count at all with Connor. He used to volunteer his services at Youth Centres, Old Age homes etc, everywhere where he possibly could lend a hand if he had the time. Sport and exams kept him busy most of the times, not to mention that he had to keep Kristen, his girlfriend, whom he loved with all his heart, happy.

So yeah, life for Connor was smooth sailing until one particular day. It was one of these moments which took the most unexpected twist that poor Connor Harper ever could have thought.

He was about to meet someone who would literally shake his life apart.

On that very particular day Connor was just finishing up with his work at the Youth Centre just before six on that Saturday evening. He felt a vibration in his trousers and took out his cell phone. It was a call from Kristen. They were meant to go on a date that evening.

"Hey Kris, I'll be finished just now..."

"Connor, wait, okay...look, I can't go anymore."

Connor frowned, clearly confused. Kristen was so looking forward to their first date in weeks! She told him that just that morning!

"Dude, what part of I CAN'T GO ANYMORE don't you understand? Do I need to spell it out for you? My uncle and his wife were killed in an accident tonight!"

"WHAT?? How the hell did this happen?" Connor asked, shocked as hell. He had met Kristen's Uncle Barney before and they had really hit it off. Kristen used to show him pics of her uncle, his wife Aunt Elena and of course their only son, Robbie. Kristen really sounded hysterical at that point and time, and for obvious good reasons.

"Look, Connor I really can't talk right now. I'll call you tomorrow, okay? I promise. We gotta go over there right away. Apparently Robbie was at home and not in the car with my aunt and uncle, I'm still not totally sure what went down and why he wasn't with them. We can't let him be alone at home tonight. Please understand! I love you, okay?"

"Kristen, no worries at all, Hun! You tell your cousin I'm sorry to hear what happened, yeah? I'll be sure to pray for him."

"I will, Connor. I love you...even more now after all of this. Take care, okay? I'll see you when I get back!"

Connor just shook his head silently as he prayed for an answer as to why this was happening to good and decent people such as Barney and Elena Watson. Connor himself had never met Robbie, but he was told that the latter was sixteen years old just like himself and Kristen. He could understand Kristen's urgency, the two cousins were very close from birth as they were only seven months apart from what Kristen had told him.

Connor continued to pray to God for advice and asking Him to give Kristen and her family, especially Robbie, the strength to get through this.

It was only the following night that Connor once again received a call from Kristen. He didn't want to call her before, since he was worried he would be a bother. That was just the kind of person Connor was.

"Kris, I've been so worried, is everything okay?" he asked in one breath when answering.

"Hey Connor, everything is fine. Uncle Barney and Aunt Elena's death has shocked us all. Robbie is gonna stay with us for a while. Mom and Dad are his godparents after all, so until another arrangement can be made...?"

"That's great that you guys are helping him. Geez Louise Kris, he must be devastated."

"Yeah, he is, but...I've never seen him like this, Connor. He is totally quiet, he doesn't wanna talk, eat or even sleep. He just lays on his bed and stares at that ceiling. I don't know what to do."

"Give him time, Kris. I work with people that suffer trauma like that all the time at the Youth Centre. Hey, I have an idea...if you want to; I'll pop in tomorrow after school and try to talk to him?"

It was at times like these where Kristen was happy she was dating Connor. Where another boy of age 16 would have tried his best to avoid being in a room with a boy who was just orphaned, Connor was such a caring guy, way beyond his years.

"Okay, I'm all for that, but listen to me Connor...be careful with him, when do you talk to him...he really isn't doing all that well."

**

The next day at school, as usual, Connor was waiting for Kristen at her locker, wanting to walk her to her first class. He felt a faint knock on his shoulder, and he turned around, fully expecting to see Kristen. Instead, it was the school slut, Cindy Silverman. Connor might have been considered somewhat of a geek, but even Cindy could see that he was a handsome, sexy type of geek.

The very same type that could very well satisfy her current taste for nerds with rather big endowments down there...if the bulge between Connor's legs had anything to do with it.

"Hey hot stuff, waiting for your little girlfriend?" she said with a sly smile.

"As a matter of fact, yes," Connor said, taking his eyes away from her. That was SO NOT the reaction that Cindy was used to from any of the high school boys, totally nearly flipping him off, but she simply smiled even more flirtatiously, reaching out and softly placing her hand directly on top of his own.

"Come on, you sexy hunk...I bet that Kristen hasn't even touched that big cock of yours..."

"CINDY! What the hell are you trying to do?" Connor asked, clearly freaked out by the former. He started to break out in a cold sweat, he was very uncomfortable.

Sex, or in fact any sexual contact before any sort of marriage or commitment was HEAVILY punished by the Bible and by God Himself, and knowing that each and every day it became more and more difficult to KEEP it that way, because seemingly just BREATHING seemed to get his teenage cock hard as steel, even though he had tried his level best to supress any feelings of blaspheme.

"I'm trying to stop a hot guy from graduating Highschool a total fucking virgin, holy shit, what are you, a man or a fucking faggot!" Cindy hissed to him, frustrated at Connor. Usually, every boy in school that she had approached couldn't wait to fuck her.

Well, she was about to find out that Connor Harper was that ONE exception to her overall rules.

"Well please...go and look for another guy. I have a girlfriend. I'm not interested in whatever you wanna do."

"For fuck's sake Connor! You don't know a good time, not even if I give it to you on a silver fucking platter! You really must be a faggot if you're not turned on by me!" Cindy screamed before she took off, leaving some students that was standing around looking at Connor.

"Hey Jesus Freak, she's right, man. Only a gay guy cannot get turned on by her," one of the boys said before walking on, breaking into laughter.

Clearly this little incident was going to travel the school before too long. Connor sighed. Of course, he was tempted, but he promised himself that he was not gonna have sex until he was married. He was probably one in a thousand young teenage boys who chose that kind of life, but he didn't care. This was the way he wanted to live his life, and how he had been raised his whole life, and if others thought stuff about him because if, to hell with them.

Probably straight where they would end up going anyway.

After the teachers had loaded the students with homework, the last school bell rang for the day, and Connor was one of the first to leave the building and jogged over to his car. Kristen wasn't at school that day and he wanted to check up on her as soon as possible. He loved her with all his young heart, so her pain was his pain. That was just the way it was. As he drove into their driveway, he saw Kristen watering the plants and the surrounding grass on their lawn. He quickly parked and got out to actually meet her, giving her a gentle kiss on her temple as he did so.

Kristen smiled weakly and took both of his hands tightly within her own, looking up to him with those big brown eyes which nearly made him go weak in the knees at the mere sight of them.

"Boy, am I glad to see you here, Connor. I've tried everything I could think of. Robbie just won't respond to anything I say or do. He just sits there in his room and stares at the ceiling all day! He won't eat or anything," Kristen sadly finished, her eyes full of unshed tears.

"I'll go and try and talk to him. We deal with these types of things all the time at the Youth Centre, like I said, so hopefully I can comfort him as best I can...maybe even say a prayer with him for his parents. You finish up here, okay?" Connor said, kissing Kristen on her forehead before walking across the tiled entrance into the house.

He knew by know where their guestroom was and quickly made his way there. He dealt with boys and girls who had suffered losses such as Robbie before. He had some idea what Robbie was going through at that moment. More importantly, he wanted to try for Kristen's sake. He hated seeing her unhappy.

Connor arrived at the room; the door was closed. He gently gave two knocks before he turned the doorknob and entered. Inside he saw a teenage boy lying on the bed, his hands behind his head. He was indeed staring up at the ceiling but his eyes showed no signs of life. If not for the fact that his stomach was moving slightly move and down with his breathing, Connor might have thought he was dead.

He hesitated as he laid eyes on him. It was like something deep within his very soul had suddenly awaked...be blinked his eyes a couple of times, and tried to tell himself that it was because Robbie looked so much like his cousin Kristen, that he for just a split second felt that...

No. That...that couldn't have been it. Not in a million years.

Yet, the boy was tall, slender, and he had deep blue eyes and spiky black hair. He was wearing a red t-shirt and black jeans. There was a blue band around his right wrist and he was wearing a silver cross around his neck. Connor cleared his throat, and swallowed very, very slowly, before he quietly walked over to the bed and sat on the edge of the mattress.

"Hey Robbie, I'm Connor. I'm Kristen's boyfriend. It's actually really great to finally meet you, man. Kristen has been talking about you a whole lot, even before...you know...the tragedy."

No reaction whatsoever.

"Look dude, I know we don't know each other from Adam, but I just really wanna say that I'm really sorry about what happened to your parents. I really..."

"Why?"

The question nearly frightened Connor, it came so unexpectantly. Kristen clearly said that he hadn't said a word all day. That threw Connor off for a moment, but he recovered quickly.

"Why what?"

"Why are you so sorry that my folks died. You didn't know them."

It was more a fact that a mere comment that was made. For the first time since Connor entered the room, there was a fire in Robbie's eyes. And not the friendliest kind either.

"Dude...Robbie, I'm really sorry if I upset you, I just wanted to..."

"Yeah I know what the fuck you wanted to do. Now before I fucking kick your skunk ass, get the fuck out of my room! You come in here saying 'sorry' and shit about my parents, you didn't even know them! Who the fucking hell do you think you are? They fucking DIED! To hell with you and your fake sympathy! Leave me the hell alone!"

Connor stood up and quickly left the room. He felt like Robbie might seriously harm him if he didn't. He found Kristen in the kitchen pouring themselves two huge glasses of ice-cold Coke.

"I heard him screaming all the way down here, Connor...what happened up there?" she asked, her eyes as wide as saucers.

"I'm sorry, Hun. I dunno what I said wrong. I just said I'm sorry for his parents' death and he lashed out. Your dad's gonna totally roast me, I probably made things worse now."

"You tried and I love you for that. I see on Facebook that you had a little fall out with Cindy? She posted a bunch of nonsense stating that the only reason why you were still...you know...a virgin...was because I wasn't in her words...putting out, and apparently you are homosexual on top of it all...?"

Connor groaned out loud before he angrily grabbed his glass of Coke and proceeded to gulp over half of it down in sheer record-breaking time.

"Gosh darn it, that it was why I pleaded with you NOT to get those social media evils! Yeah she tried to convince me to stop being a virgin, coming on to me in front of EVERYBODY looking and watching, with no self-respect for herself or me...trying to convince me to cheat on you, with her of all people. That girl must have had half of all the boys in the entire school in her bedroom by now for real! So, no thanks, I don't want any diseases from her either. And besides...why would I look at her when I have you?"

Connor hugged his girlfriend tightly. He was getting more and more sure about Kristen each and every day. Surer that someday she was gonna be his wife.

Although...as he kissed her temple one more time...he couldn't stop wondering just WHAT that fleeting moment of...he didn't really know what to call it, but when he had first laid eyes on Robbie...there was something. No matter how he would try to hide it or ignore it...he could convince himself it was because Kristen and Robbie looked somewhat alike, being cousins.

Because God Almighty knows...it was a terrible mortal sin to think of another boy as even SLIGHTY attractive.

**

Fast forward three months from where Robbie had tragically lost his parents.

He had finally stopped his silent treatment of Kristen's family but that's where the hope for him ended. Kristen found him one afternoon totally passed out on his bedroom floor. She and Connor were just in time in getting him to hospital to prevent him from dying from taking a handful of her mother's sleeping pills and downing them all at the same time.

Connor's heart really went out to Robbie, even though what he did was seen as a sin in the eyes of God, as the church and the Bible always taught him. He had to have been such a great deal of pain to even BEGIN to comprehend in ending his life at the tender age of only sixteen. He knew that he really shouldn't judge Robbie for his actions, but his faith was making things difficult at the moment, more than he had first anticipated.

Kristen, suddenly wanted nothing to do with Robbie anymore, and this coming from two cousins who were SO close before the accident ever happened. It was like they were more brother and sister, than cousins...and all because Robbie had decided to take his own life, one of the BIGGEST sins that in the eyes of someone of Christian faith.

Robbie meanwhile, didn't know whether he was coming or going at that point and time either. All that he felt was that NO one...NO ONE knew just what the hell he was going through his losing both of his parents in such a cruel manner, and in a total blink of an eye, everything that he had known, everything that he had hold dear in his sixteen years on this earth, was taking away from him in a sheer, horrible instant.

He missed his old life, his friends, his neighbourhood, his old bedroom, his backyard, his swimming pool...

...but most of all, he missed his parents...so, so much.

His poor Mother and Father...they must be turning in their graves if they could see him right now. He remembered what his dad told him before that same afternoon it happened.

Son, we're going to Aunt Lily's. Poor thing can't do anything for herself since she had her hip replacement. You wanna come along? We can drop you at the mall and pick you up later?"

"No thanks, Dad. I really wanna watch CSI, it's like on in 10 minutes. Tell her I said hi."

"Okay Son, we'll be back just now."

Robbie waited and waited. They will be back JUST NOW...fact was they never returned.

Robbie remembered faintly through his drug induced state that he called both his parents' cell phone's what felt like millions of times when they weren't home two hours after they left. He knew something was wrong when he phoned Aunt Lily and she told him they had left almost forty-five minutes before. Her house wasn't even fifteen minutes travelling by car. Just before the clock would strike eight that evening, the doorbell rang. And when the sixteen-year-old Robbie saw the two policemen standing at the door, he finally knew what happened way before they even told him.

It was like he didn't wanna think about that. He wanted too much to block it out. Every time he would snap at someone, every time Kristen's folks would invite him along to church, every time where his cousin would try her best to get her holier than though boyfriend to come and shake him out of his fucking misery...

...and with each and every one of those pills that he lashed down with water that horrible afternoon, he saw his parents' faces.

It would have gotten so bad before, to the point that he had viciously dreamed several times that he would have heard his dad's voice saying they'll be back just now. Vivid, cascading dreaming of his parents' bodies lying on the gravel tarred road with their blood fucking seeping everywhere that he looked. He would wake up screaming his lungs out, his entire cushion sobbing wet with the sweat and tears that he would have produced during these nightmares...and of course there was no way that he would be getting ANY sort of sleep from there on. It wasn't even worth the effort in trying to.

His life was a mess. He didn't care what happened to him anymore. There was an odd metallic taste in his mouth when Robbie turned his gaze towards the door of the hospital room only to see his cousin Kristen's boyfriend enter the room. He wasn't even sure of the dude's name. All he knew was the guy was probably fucking his cousin. What the hell was he even doing here...he sure as hell didn't invite him!

"Hey Robbie, you okay?"

"I've just had my stomach pumped and my throat totally feels like tin foil, of course I'm okay," Robbie said with a smirk, rolling his eyes.

He saw the dude coming closer, ever closer, and for the sheer life of him, he couldn't trust himself to actually look him in the eyes. He didn't know where Kristen had gotten this boy from, from the very first moment that they had first spoken to each other several months ago, Robbie had been trying to get him out of his mind, without much success. His heart started to beat faster than usual, like it always did whenever he saw Connor...right, Connor was his name...

He was like the all-perfect guy that you could ever hope to actually meet. Brown hair, a fierce smile, handsome features, muscled arms...and although he had literally no proof, he kinda knew that there would be a more than decent body underneath his clothes. Fucking hell, and don't even mention that huge bulge! He shook his head and smiled wry fully...how the hell was his cousin still a virgin, when she was DATING ALL THAT!?

And he just HAD to be one of those irritating, boring as hell, Lord worshippers, didn't he...

Connor smiled slightly as he stopped at the foot of the bed that Robbie was laying on, and held up in the air, what he had inside his hand.

"I brought you some chocolate. Kristen said that Bar One was your favourite," he said softly, still smiling as he did so.

Connor's heart started to beat even faster at the gesture, but like he always did...always HAD to...he quickly jumped on the offensive.

"Dude, for real man, what's your case with me? Jeez it's like I can never get rid of you! You're bonking my cousin, that doesn't give you the right to follow me like you're my shadow or something."

"Robbie, firstly me and Kristen are not having sex. Secondly, I care deeply about her, and you're her cousin. So therefore, I care about you too."

Robbie wanted to so much believe that...the dude was a walking orgasm as he stood before him. He turned towards Connor once more, and suddenly the URGE to just GET RID of this dude once and for all came to mind. Even in thinking how hot and sexy Connor was, was like he was stabbing Kristen with a knife in her back, he felt. He knew his cousin didn't wanna speak to him right now, but he loved her beyond belief...she was literally the only member of his family that right now, he wanted in his life, he felt, they had ALWAYS been so incredibly close.

What would she say...God, what would she THINK or DO to him when she found out that he had his eyes on her boyfriend?

Gotta stop this. Gotta get rid of him...now and fucking forever.

"What kinda freak Dr Phil shit is that? Dude, you're my age, why don't you act like it and go get a girl who can blow you instead of boring me out!" Robbie shouted at the top of his voice, hoping the boy would just fucking leave and get the message.

However, he clearly didn't know Connor Harper that well.

"You know Robbie, you can call me what you like. I'm not gonna stop caring. I wanna try and help you, man! You almost managed to kill yourself..."

"Yeah, what's it to you? You wouldn't be worse off because of that!"

"Yeah, I would be!" Connor hissed, taking Robbie's hand into his own. He couldn't think of a time where he had been more angry, more emotional, with someone such as this. He stared directly onto Robbie's widening eyes, and forced himself to get the words out, words that he desperately wanted to say...

"I would never have forgiven myself...never in a million years, simply because I could have tried harder to stop you. Tried harder in getting to know you. Tried MORE in being there for someone that I would really wanna try and be friends with, and not just because you're Kristen's cousin...but because..."

And it was there...and then that Connor was physically incapable of carrying on. Because even in his naivity, he knew, that if he uttered another word to Robbie, he would be committing more than one sin. And merely because he didn't know...he couldn't remotely understand why he had SUCH a deep connection with a boy that he hardly even knew.

Robbie immediately ripped his hand from Connor's as if he been badly burned by the touch of the handsome boy.

"Listen here, Mother Teresa, I don't fucking need your help. Can you bring my parents back? Well, can you? No, I didn't think so. I'm actually begging you here to get the fuck out."

Connor took a deep breath, before he sighed out loud, but even so, he gently nodded and walked to the door, leaving the chocolate bar on the bed next to Robbie, giving him one last look before leaving. Robbie picked up the chocolate bar and threw it across the room with sheer force. It splattered against the wall and fell to the ground.

"FUCCCCCK!!!" he screamed before the tears started to fall from his eyes.

He started totally to slam and punch the mattress underneath him. His heart rate was accelerating dangerously. And he knew why. That was what made him so fucking angry. That he had to hide who he truly was. He had no choice. Jesus, the moment that he saw that Connor didn't write him off like his own cousin had seem to have done...the moment that he had placed that Bar One chocolate on the table in front of him, it felt as if he was having one of THOSE dreams all over again. The ones where he would finally find a boyfriend to call his own, and in an entire fucking world where he never, ever would have to hide just WHO and WHAT he was ever again.

Jesus, he had never felt this way about any other person before.

**

Connor waited for the elevator to reach the ground level before he walked out and into the parking lot. Before he got into his car, there was something which made him look upwards, to where Robbie's room was. For a minute or so he kept his gaze. Hi head was currently pounding and he had no idea why...it actually felt as if the blood was suddenly PULSING through his veins...He quickly shook his head, as if wanting to forget some horrible thought, before he drove off.

When Connor got home, Kristen was sitting in the kitchen talking to Connor's mom. Connor's parents really approved of Kristen and really hoped things between their son and her would work their way into a possible marriage. Connor however wasn't in the mood for idle chit chat.

"Kristen, can I see you outside, please?" he demanded, not even waiting for an answer. Kristen gave Connor's mom a questioning look, to which the latter replied by slightly shaking her head. Connor had not even greeted his mom, and it was the first time he basically ordered anyone to do anything.

As Kristen got outside, Connor was standing at his car, his head leaning on his arms as he slowly breathed in and out. She gently reached out and touched his shoulder. When Connor looked up, his eyes was full of tears. He sort of violently pulled Kristen towards him and kissed her passionately, almost demanding entry to her tongue. He had never been so forceful with anyone, let alone Kristen of all people, the girl that until this afternoon, he was convinced was the only person he would EVER be attracted to.

When the kiss ended, Kristen was actually a bit lightheaded. She slowly opened her eyes as Connor was looking pleadingly into her them. The stare from her boyfriend, the more than intense look in his beautiful emerald-coloured eyes was something that she had never really seen, ever before.

Connor blew out some much-needed breath, before he caressed both of her arms as softly, and as caringly as he possibly could.

"I know...I know that we said we would wait but...but I cannot do this no more. Kristen, we have to have sex as soon as possible..."

Kristen was stunned to say the least. This was the same guy who took sex and The Bible's commandments so seriously! Now this?

"Connor, what..."

"No, don't talk. I love you so much. Give me a chance to show you how much..." Connor said, his voice literally shaking.

He gently placed his lips on hers again, almost as to apologise for being rough with them a moment ago. He then pulled her close to him, stroking her hair. Everything was as it should be...except that it wasn't Kristen's face he saw in his mind when he kissed her. He blinked his eyes rapidly, as if to force these thoughts away.

As he held her, he swallowed slowly. It wasn't as if he didn't wanna hold her...it's just...there was someone else who he wished was in his arms right then and there.

It quite literally scared the crap out of him.

**

In the hospital room, Robbie managed to fall asleep for a few hours, for the first time in nearly two weeks. He dreamed of a young man, a young dude whom he chased out of his room because he felt things he shouldn't have felt. Things that Connor himself was probably taught and believed was wrong. For the first time he felt something, call it a flutter in his stomach. An excitement each time he saw him.

Feelings and thoughts that a boy shouldn't be having over another boy...

...least of all for his cousin's boyfriend.

**

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