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The Three of Us

Posted: December 28, 2017 in Fiction, high school, Teen m/m, trinogomous

Yes, I know it has been a very long time since I posted chapter. Life has been hectic, I apologize. Here goes chapter 2 though!!

CHAPTER 2

 

Next day, friday

“Hey Jayse, hold up!” Thad yells, trying to catch up with me.

“Hey dude, what’s up?” I ask

After a quick fist-bump, we continue down the hall and he says, “Can we meet up after school? I want to talk to you. Maybe catch a DVD at my house?”

“Sure thing. Let me text Mom and let her know”, I reply. Damn, my heart’s beating a mile a minute! Gay or straight, it’s great that I get to spend some 1 on 1 time with him.

“Cool, meet me by the fountain right after class. See ya then, gotta run!”

“Ciao!” I reply. God, how dorky could I be, I think, laughing at myself.

The rest of the day goes painfully slow. Isn’t that the way it always happens when you are looking forward to something? It drags on and on, until finally the last bell rings.  head to my locker to get my homework assignments out to take home, then off to the fountain to meet up with Thad. He isn’t there quite yet, so I sit down to wait while I text Mom and tell her the plan for this evening. Thad shows up before she texts me back and we chat a bit as we start walking to his house. Boy am I nervous! My Mom texts me back, breaking the lull in conversation a bit. We turn onto Thad’s street, and it is quiet, big houses, big yards, neat lawns. It’s on a cul-de-sac with only a few other houses set pretty far apart from the neighborhoods I am used to.

We turn up a long winding sidewalk leading to a humongous 2 story house set back from the street. I get even more nervous as I realize there is a cop car in the driveway.

Thad notices my look over to the squad car and says “my Dad is a cop. No worries”, as he laughs at the look on my face.

“He works ’til around 11 tonight, so he must just be home for lunch”, he tells me. Not that I have anything to be afraid of with the police, but just the thought sometimes makes me jittery. “Mom won’t be home ’til 5:30 or so, and Dad won’t bug us. We can just go up to my room and watch a movie”, he continues.

“Cool. My Mom gets home around 6:30, but she said I could be home by 10. I think it’s probably only like, maybe a 10 minute walk or so”, I tell him.

As we walk in the door, Thad yells out, surprising me, “Dad, I’m home! And I have a friend with me!” Geez, he’s got a set of lungs on him!

As he’s yelling, a good-looking man walks around the corner. “No need to yell, I’m right here. Who’s your friend?” he asks, then looks over to me, “I’m Thad’s Dad, Victor Brandt.”

“Dad, this is Jayce Dorcet. We met at school today.”

I go to shake his hand and say, “Nice to meet you, Mr. Brandt.”

“Nice to meet you as well, Jayce.”he replies while shaking my hand. “Don’t worry, I won’t ruin your fun. I’m gonna go start dinner,” he says. Then, completely straight-faced, he continues, “The porn is in the DVD player. Sorry Thad, I started without you.”

My jaw drops, and I look over at Thad as he snaps back at his Dad, “Dad, he just met you. Don’t give him a hard time already! He doesn’t know your sense of humor. Jayse, he’s leaving. Don’t worry, he doesn’t have porn in the DVD player.”

I smirk and reply, “Damn. Too bad.” Thad smiles as his Dad lets out a bark of loud laughter. “Oh no? Well, you’re right, this time. But if I had known you were bringing a friend home, I would have thrown in one of your gay DVDs!” he says, still laughing.

My head snaps over to Thad quick enough to see his face go blood red, then immediately blanche of all color as he looks at me out of the corner of his eye.

“Daaaad!”, he shrieks, looking like he’s in complete panic mode. “STOP IT! I HAVEN’T EVEN TOLD HIM YET!”

“Oh shit! I’m sorry Thad! Jayse! I…I…well fuck. I’m just gonna go,” he says as he walks out of the room shaking his head.

Thad is muttering under his breath, I can’t really hear what he’s mumbling. He won’tmake eye contact and just looks at his feet as he begins “Jayse, I…umm…”

I can’t let him continue in his panic. ” Thad, it’s ok,” I say, as I’m thinking ‘omg, if I’m wrong, I’m not only going to ruin this friendship, but my entire high school career’. “I, um, was kinda hoping you were”.

It’s Thad’s turn to whip his head up and over to me with eyes wide and mouth hanging open. It takes only a few seconds, and a few dozen different looks to cross his face, then he blushes again and asks “hoping I was what?”

“Gay. I’m hoping you are gay. Or all my flirting today was just a complete waste!” I tell him, winking.

Thad gets this evil smirk on his face, and says “you call that flirting? Seriously?! We will definitely have to work on that.”

“Fucker!” I yell, laughing while I take a step towards him and lightly punch him in the arm.

“Fuckee!” he yells, and punches me back.

“WHOA there! I never said anything about all that! I just…I’m…”I say, blushing to my roots! As i was talking, he was stepping closer without me really noticing.

“Well, if you are gonna tell me you were hoping I was gay, I think you must be interested”, and there’s that evil little smirk again. Wow, from panic to confident on 0.5 seconds! Still blushing, and now giggling, I say “Hell yes, I’m interested! But no one knows about me at school. I’ve made myself a bit of a womanizer to keep the spotlight off me, so you may here some bad things about me.”

“I don’t listen to rumors”, he states as he leans in and presses his lips to mine. The kiss is fantastic! Perfect for my first. With a guy, anyway. There’s tongue, but no groping, we keep our hands on each others hips until I finally pull away.

We’re both smiling as I say “glad we got that out of the way.”

“Yeah, me too. I wasn’t planning on coming right out at a new school, but honestly I don’t really care about what other people think. I can understand why you’d do that, but I’d like to hang with you some. I hope we can figure something out. Anyways, let’s grab drinks and something to snack on ’til Mom gets home to make dinner. I know damn well Dad wasn’t going to make it!” he says, laughing. “That is, if you are still staying awhile?”

“Oh yeah, I’m staying”, I tell him.

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Dear Readers,

I have finally gotten my shit together and have a way to post! This is the first chapter of my story THE THREE OF. I hope you like it. I do not have a beta reader or editor, so any mistakes are completely my own, and this is my first crack at writing, so please be patient with me (productive criticism is fine, but if you are one of those people who just like to tear shit apart and  make the writer feel bad, fuck off. I won’t let your negativity bother me in the least). Enjoy!

Scotrik

p.s. i do not own the rights to this pic, i got it on shutterstock. <<<

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Chapter One

Laying on my bed alone, I’m trying not to think about him. Useless. The new boy has caught my eye, and my interest. I was quite content to fake-date girls until after high school, but now Thad has me yearning to be true to myself. Ugh. Damn it, I don’t even know if he’s gay! I could just be pining after the impossible.

“Jayse, dinner’s ready!” Mom yells up the stairs.

“Okay, be right down” I answer.

**10 minutes later**

“I’m fine Mom. Just not that hungry.” I’m really not hungry. My guts feel like a twisted pretzel.

“You’re just pushing your food around your plate. Something’s wrong, so out with it. Are you and Danielle having problems?” she asks. Pushy, as usual.

“No. Yes. I…” I can feel how red my face is getting. I never could lie to my Mom very well.

“Enough. Spill it. What’s up?”

“I…oh hell, I broke up with Dani. I couldn’t be true to her when I want someone else. It’s not fair to either of us.” I say, getting even more nervous.

“Well, that’s honest. I’m proud of you for not stringing her along. It’s not easy to see that in yourself sometimes.” Mom tells me.

I sigh. A deep breath, I let it out, and I decide to go ahead.

“There’s more. You may not like it.”

“Okay, tell me” she says as she pushes her plate to the side, giving me her full attention.

“My other interest is, um, not someone you’d expect. And I’m not even sure if he’s interested in me.” I blurt out.

It takes a minute as I watch her face go from that ‘I’m paying attention to what you’re saying’ look to that of ‘oh, i HEARD what you just said’ look. Comprehension dawns right there in front of me. Shit, have I completely fucked up?

She takes a long drink of her wine, then looks right at me and says, ‘Just to be sure, I did hear ‘if HE’S interested’ didn’t I?

“Yes Mom. I had planned on waiting awhile to talk to you, but meetin Thad has changed plans. Are you okay with it?” I know Mom loves me, and I really didn’t expect this to be a big deal, but you never know. It’s that 1% chance that scares the shit out of me.

She rolls her eyes and says “of course I’m okay with it. I love you no matter what, just a bit surprised is all. With all the girls you’ve dated, this wasn’t even on my radar. I was more worried about you getting someone pregnant! Guess that’s one worry off my mind. ” She giggles a bit as she says this, and walks over to hug me.

“I don’t find this funny at all”, I say. “What are you laughing about?”

“Well, it IS a bit funny, considering the fact that my brother, your Uncle Brad is gay. And I was a bit blindsided by this. Your father insisted on keeping it from you. He was quite homophobic, and didn’t want Brad anywhere near you. I’ve kept in touch with Brad without your father knowing. He just lives on the north side, and I would sneak visits occasionally.” she told me.

I knew that Mom had a brother, but I never met him. Now I knew why. I never got along with my Dad, not really, but he died in a motorcycle accident 5 years ago.

“Jayse, I guess it’s time you met your Uncle Brad, if you want. We can go this weekend, spend Saturday afternoon with him. What do you think?

“Absolutely! Why did you keep me from him after Dad died?”, I asked.

“Habit, I guess. And Brad was afraid of how you would react, worried that you had picked up your father’s beliefs about gays.” she answered. “I’m going to assume that is not going to be a problem now, right?”, she asked with a smirk.

I’m gonna say no, not a problem!”, I answered, excited about the prospect of finally meeting my uncle.

ok everyone, typing this on my phone, soplease excuse any mistakes! Here goes…

“He’s ours now. They both are. No matter the reasons, their ives were hell and they had no family. They do now, WE are their family! And we WILL actually protect them. Even from you!” I’m guessing that I had no idea how loud I had become, but when I turned around with Thad’s hand in mine, everyone nearby was looking at us. Including Tucker, Charlie and Travis, with their mouths hanging open. Thad and I did not stop walking. Hand in hand, we walked back to the front of the protest, so we were not privy to the next statement from Mom to Mrs. Fowler.

“My son was exactly right, Mrs. Fowler. You alliwed your hysband to nearly destroy those boys. Tucker has a record because of it. The one responsibility above all others for a parent is to keep their children safe. And you couldn’t even do that. If those boys ever ask my opinion, I will tell them to forgive you. But I will also tell them to never allow you back into their lives. Email me your contact info just in case they choose to see you. The difference between you and me is this: I will still love them even if they don’t do what I think is best for them.’ And with that, she walked away.

“Your Honor, I think you need to see it,” Charlie tells the Judge. 

The boys stepped in front of the Judge, turned their backs to him, and Charlie took his shirt off then helped his brother raise the back of his shirt. “Gonna show him the rest, Tucker. Just another minute and it will be over.”

He pulled down the back of the pants his brother was wearing, making sure that the front stayed up. I heard the Judge gasp, look at Charlie and say, “you too?” Charlie said nothing, just pulling the back of his own pants down, pulling another gasp from the Judge while he shook his head.

“Bailiff, I want Mr. Fowler placed under arrest. Now. And I want pictures of this. Mr. Prosecutor, I am putting you on this, and I want him away from the human race for as long as possible. You will also be dealing with Mrs. Fowler. Charlie, was your mother beaten as well?”

“Yes Sir.”

“Then same as the boys, Mr. Prosecutor. Mrs. Dorcet, your plan?”

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note: This excerpt is from a ways into the book. It gives away a bit, but raises many questions as well. The excerpt also did not have Jayce or Thad in it, but Mrs. Dorcet is Jayce’s mom, and Tucker’s attorney. Now does it make a little more sense? Lol

Soon, soon I will have my laptop and be able to begin typing out my chapters off my notebooks!

Scotrik