The Farm Hand Chapter 21, Part 1 of 2
Jason looked out the window to the street below. Children running through a hose and splashing each other. It took his mind back a few years. When he and Shawn used to play and mess around in the cool of the shade along side the pond. Ten years had passed since that time, how life had changed since then.
Jason was just coming out of the bathroom when he heard the phone ringing down the hall. With only his boxers on he wasn't going to chance making it to the phone. He had other things on his mind at the moment. Bigger fish to fry you might even say. With a wide smile on his face he walked over to the dresser and started getting his clothes out.
Downstairs the mood wasn't as festive as one would wish it to be. The phone call that came in was news that no one was sure how to approach Jason with. His Aunt and Mother were talking about it as Jason was leaping down the stairs, and heading towards the kitchen.
The sun was coming over the hills just as Shawn was getting out of bed. Ready to start his day and get things done. This was the day he had been waiting for, the day he finally would get to see Jason. The thing was, he wasn't sure how it would all go. Was he going to tell Jason upfront what he had done. Or was he just going to let things be done. And just not worry about it. Taking a big breath he headed towards the shower.
Turning the light on he took his morning wood in his hand and aimed it towards the toilet. A steady stream hitting the bowl and splashing the water below. It felt so good to relieve himself. Looking down at himself the thought of getting down to business came to his mind. Naw, save it for later. When he got to see Jason again. He could wait, and he knew it would be worth it. Giving himself a few good shakes and tugs he turned the water on.
His mom was downstairs making sure everything was ready for his trip. The car had been filled up last night and she had called the airlines three times already. Eggs and bacon were cooking on the stove. She wanted to make sure he had a good meal in his stomach before taking off. Who knew what kind of stuff they might serve on the jet. She could hear Shawn moving around upstairs. Hurrying over to the stove she checked the bacon once more.
Shawn could smell the scent of bacon cooking downstairs as he was pulling his clothes on. His bag was over by the door, it had been packed two days ago. Setting down to tie his shoes he looked around the room one more time to make sure he had everything packed. Jumping up he walked over to the door and picked up his bag. Heading down the hall towards the stairs.
His mom was setting his plate on the table just as he was walking into the kitchen. Shawn walked over and gave her a hug, kissing her on the cheek. They had been through allot in the last couple of years. Not knowing what each other would have done with out the other. Pulling his chair out he sat down and started to eat.
After all the normal reminders of what to do and what not to do, Shawn was walking towards the car his bag in hand. His mom right behind him still jabbering away. You would of thought he was ten years old again. The way she was carrying on. After he had shut the trunk he walked over to her and put his hands around he shoulders. Looking into her eye's he told her everything was going to be OK. And that he Loved her, and he would miss her. And before she knew it he would be right back home. Like he was never gone.
As he was pulling out of the drive he could see his mom standing on the porch waving to him. The sun was over the hills now and starting to warm the land. Heading out he turned on the radio and rested against the seat. Letting thoughts fill his head. Coming to the stop sign he looked both ways. Nothing was coming either way but it was kind of hard to see from the East, seeing how the sun was blaring high above. Looking once more he turned out unto the highway. Not even noticing the semi coming over the hill towards him.
As he turned to look he saw the truck coming right at him. Flashes of his short life flashing before his eyes. His first bike ride, his first day of school, his first birthday party. The time he had snuck behind the school and got his first kiss. The first time he had messed around with Jason. The long nights they had spent together with nothing around them but nature. Two souls lost in a world of nothingness.
About fifteen minutes after he had, left Shawn's mom had heard the sirens heading towards the highway. A sick feeling coming over her. A single tear ran down her face as she walked out to look and see.
As the fire trucks and medics came upon the site they could see that the car was in pieces. No one could of survived that mess. The car had been turned into nothing but a scrap of metal.
The first medic out of the van runs up to see if anyone was alive. A deep down feeling inside is telling them no one will be found. Only pieces of a body that was once alive, but now is broke and crushed. What she saw was nothing like she had ever seen before. Lifeless eyes staring at a world that they could never see again. That would never see the sun shine or birds flying through the clouds. Limbs twisted and busted, chest ripped open blood running down and out of the car. One hand was still on the steering wheel, the death grip trying to steer out of danger.
John ran up to the scene, he thought the car looked like his sisters sons car. Looking over he stopped in his tracks, he could feel tears welling up and running down his face. It was his Nephew Shawn. His head falling into his hands he fell down on his knees and sobbed.
After about three hours his mom pulled herself together enough to make the trip into town. Shortly after she had set down on the porch outside the phone had rang. The feeling she got earlier was right of course. It was Shawn, she had lost everything in life today. Her only son would never come home to her, the image in her head would stay there till she took her last breath.
As quick as the sheet had been pulled back it was pulled back over the body. It was him, or what was left of the boy she once knew. The boy she had raised into a man. Tears streaming down her face she walked out into the courtyard. Family gathered around her. She had asked her brother to take care of the arrangements, she just couldn't deal with it. They had been through so much the last couple of months.
Once she was home and settled in a bit she pulled out her address book, staring at the cover as she thought about the call she was about to make. Hard feelings filled her head as she let her mind drift. If Shawn would of never been in the love mess as she called it, with Jason. She would still have Shawn here with her now. He would of never took off towards the airport. They would still be together.
Life was hard she had to admit, and this would be hard to deal with. But she was a strong woman and this was just something she had to deal with. Opening the page she found the number she needed and dialed it. After about three rings she heard a voice on the other end.
Jason's mom had heard the phone ring and hurried down the hall to answer it. The voice on the other end was one she knew. It was Shawn's mom, but something didn't seem right. She could tell she was upset, a sick feeling started to come over her. As she listened her world started to fall apart. She had no idea how she was going to even approach Jason with this. There had been tense moments before but this was one she never thought she would have to deal with.
After giving her condolences and saying good bye she hung up the phone. Standing in the hall, looking down at the phone. Wondering if it had all been a dream, this couldn't be real. A loud bang from the kitchen brought her back as she turned around and headed down the hall.
Her sister in law looking up could see the shock on her face. Raising up, she walked over and set her down in a chair. Whats wrong is all she could ask. As the two set there and talked they could hear Jason coming down the stairs towards them. She wasn't sure if she was ready to turn Jason's world up side down.
Jason's phone ringing brought him back from his day dream. Reaching over he picked it up, the voice on the other line made him feel good inside. All though he would never hear the voice he really wanted to again. The caller told him he would be late, and to just wait on dinner. And they could figure something out. After saying the goodbyes Jason hung up and sat there.
The sun had drifted below the city now, casting shadows from the buildings on the side walks below. The children that were playing outside were gone now. The traffic all that was left.
Walking to the bed room he lay ed down and closed his eyes. Thinking back to the day he headed back home. Home to a place that was empty, nothing that was there for him existed anymore.
Looking out the window he could see the land below. Clouds hanging over the cities and towns. They were half way through the flight now. In about an hour or so they would be touching down. His mom right beside him, this is not the mood or way he wanted to be heading back home.
His friend was going to pick them up and take them to town. They had found a room there and planed on staying for the next four days. Jason heard a voice and turned his head left. The Stewart was asking him if he need something else to drink. Sure he told her, laying his head back he closed his eyes and drifted into thought.
He could see Shawn standing next to the fence, sweat running down his chest. His arms and back tan from the hot summer sun. Jason could remember taking glances when he thought he wannest looking. Trying to check him out and only wonder what was under those tight jeans. Lust thoughts filling his head as the two worked side by side.
Jason had feelings for the farm hand for a time now. Knowing deep inside that he liked men. Jason could remember the first time he felt his lips press into Shawn's. The first time he could feel the heat from his erect penis as it slipped in and out of his wet lips. Feeling it slide deep down his throat. His nuts slapping against his chin, full of the white cream that would soon be filling his mouth and throat.
Jason thought back to the time on the country road, in Shawn's truck. How he had made him feel so loved. Shawn had a way about him that could just melt Jason. He really couldn't stay mad at him long. It was just to dang hard to do. Shawn had given him allot in the last year. Had been there for him though allot of things that had happened.
The captain coming across the pa system brought him from his nap. They were close to landing now. Looking over at his mom he could see she was watching out the window, looking his way. Her eyes always told him what she was thinking. There was a sadness about her, he could tell she wasn't ready to come back to this place either.
Always and Forever yours
JuSt JaCk