Thank you all for putting up with my story. This chapter took a lil' longet to get out because I was sleepy. Yesterday I had to work in the hay field, so I was rather out of it. E-mail me at "shepherdlibra_boy@hotmail.com"
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Angel just drove home stone-faced. He couldn't let himself go. He wanted to cry so much, but it was a sign of weakness. He just couldn't wait till he got home and to the security of his bedroom.
Throughout his entire life that had been his safe place. Not matter where he was "his" bedroom was pure and regenerative. He could cry, laugh, and dream all he wanted with out a soul stopping him.
::ring, ring:: "Hello?"
"Hey, Honey! How's it going with you and your lil' teen-idol?" Amy said, her accent stronger than usual.
Her accent always got stronger after she'd gotten lucky. Angel would never understand how she did it. She just sleeps her way through partner after partner. A few had led to relationships, but those hadn't lasted long. She'd never seemed to care though. It suited her to move on and find more. Angel sometimes wished he could be like that, but knew his heart would never allow it.
"I said how are things going, Mr. Distracted" She yelled with annoyance.
"Well badly. We talked a lot and got close, but turns out he's just like EVERY other guy. All he wanted was sex and I so didn't do it!"
"WHAT? You didn't have sex with him and he wanted to?! Oh my god! Your such a prude some times!"
"Whatever! Listen, I'm not in the mood for your shit so I'll talk to you lata'. FYI I'm not mad just frustrated." Angel quickly spoke and then hung up before she could say anything.
He loved her, but that philosophy on life wasn't going to cut it. At the moment it only served to make that pain in his heart more prevalent and the anger in his mind louder.
As he turned into his building's parking lot he made a soft sigh of relief. The night was over and he could put this bad experience behind him, after crying himself to sleep that is. . . . .
Lance and Justin found JC right away. The directions he'd given them were accurate no matter how hard they were to understand. As soon as they'd gotten to him they ushered JC to the car. Justin jumped in the back with JC while Lance jumped in the driver's seat.
"Now what's wrong JC? You're starting to REALLY worry me." Justin was barely holding back the tears as he spoke. I hated to see anyone like this, let alone his best friend.
"There was this guy and he..."
"He what? Did he force you to do something? Are you hurt? I'll track his ass own and make him bleed!" Justin's voice went from a tone of concern to one of anger.
"No it's nothing like that. See we talked all night. The entire time I felt a connection with him. I started to like fall for the guy, and you know how I don't want to let anyone near my heart so I made an ass out of myself."
"What did you do?" Justin's voice took another abrupt change to annoyance.
"Well he hadn't realized who I was. The entire time we talked he didn't figure it out. Well when I figured out he had no clue who I was I sang a couple lyrics. As soon as I finished he fainted. So I drug him over to that bench I was sitting on when you got to me. Well he started to cry when he came to. He was embarrassed and all. Well I went to his side and took him into my arms. I was acting out of instinct. Well I knew that I was feeling too much for him. So I used the only thing I knew of to turn him back into just sex. I said "Why don't we go back to my room and I'll show you how special you are." At first I thought he was going to respond like most guys do, but he didn't." JC started to cry again at the thought of how Angel had responded.
"You actually said that? Oh boy!" Justin said with disbelief.
"Well he looked up at me and was PISSED! He just went off. He screamed and yelled. I deserved so much. I knew from the moment I saw him he was special. I ruined it. I almost let my heart feel again, but it's ruined." JC's sobbing got even worse. At that point they pulled into Justin's house. Justin moved JC out of the car and into the house. He knew he wouldn't get much more out of JC. He was exhausted and mentally drained. Justin lead JC upstairs and into one of the spare rooms.
"JC do you really have feelings for this guy?" Justin stated emotionlessly.
"Yes, yes I do" JC's tears never stopping as he spoke.
"Well you've let your self feel again. It will work out for you." Justin said as he tucked his exhausted friend in.
. . . .
It was Monday morning and JC still didn't want to get up. It had been two days since the night he'd made himself feel like the biggest asshole in the world. The thought of what he'd done, what he'd said. He would just lie in bed all day, again.
"JC are you up yet?" Justin whispered softly from the other side of the door.
"Yeah, I'll be down in a second for breakfast," JC said barely audible.
"OK, do you wanna go to the mall today? The other guys and me were talking about doing some light shopping." Justin spoke, brimming with hope.
"Nah, I just don't feel like it."
"OK, I'll see you in a little bit."
Justin turned and walked down the steps. He knew he had to do something about JC. This couldn't' go on much longer.
. . . .
::BUZZ::
"Dammit!" Angel cried.
It's Monday morning. That means work. He hadn't wanted to go, but he knew it was what he HAD to do.
It had been two days since the big bad night of tears. The fact that he still felt hurt was silly. He'd only known JC for a short time. To expect more from someone like JC was unrealistic. Of course Angel had always had his head in the clouds.
::ring, ring:: "Hello?" Angel managed to say sleep thick in his tone.
"Hey honey! You up yet?" Amy said seemingly happy about being up.
"Yeah, but barely. So why did you call?"
"Well I wanted to make sure you were awake. You've been so bummed as of late. I figured you'd just sleep in if someone didn't wake you." Amy sympathetically said.
"Yeah well I'm not that depressed and I'll be at work in time. See ya' there."
"OK, Lata' babe."
. . . .
"OK guys we gotta do something about JC." Justin stated firmly.
"What can we do? I mean he's needing love and it seems from a certain person." Chris spat quickly.
"So we track this guy down and talk to him." Joey brimmed with determination.
"Well that might work, but we'll need his name!" Lance said a little annoyed.
"Done! I heard JC reciting it over and over last night. It was kinda hard to sleep. It's Alexander Angeles Markum." Joey gushed with pride.
"OK then! Justin you call information and see if you can find a home number. Joey you get on the horn with the bar tender that was on the job at Souther Nights the other night and see if he knows the guy. Chris you jump on the net and see if you can get any info on the guy. I'll go fix something to eat while you guys do that." Lance spoke with the authority.
"Thanks guys, I appreciate what your doing." JC spoke with tears threatening to spill. All the guys turned in shock. They hadn't thought JC would be back down so soon. He'd just came down and got a bowl of cereal thirty minutes ago.
"Your welcome, and we're doing it because we want to see you happy." Justin informed with care in his voice.
They all got up and went over to the now crying JC. After a quick group hug they all went to work as JC hit the shower. He wanted to clean up just in case the others could track Angel down.
As soon as JC got out of the shower he heard the cheer from down stairs. He threw on a robe and ran down the steps to what he'd hoped would be good news.
"We did it! I can't believe we got it so fast!" Lance yelled.
"What, what did you find?" JC asked gleefully.
"We found out where he works" responded Lance.
To be continued...