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Chapter Nine: The Final Chapter I woke up with my head pounding. “Where am I?” I thought. My vision was still blurry and I tried to feel around; trying to remember where I was. I expected to find Chase sleeping next to me, but the bed was empty. Feeling the cold sensation of something soaking the side of my shirt, I slid my hand down my side to discover an open bottle of Jack Daniels. “What the fuck?” I thought. My head felt as if it were being repeatedly struck wi

Chapter Eight: The Strength of Love “How could he do this to me?” I thought. “Ryan loves me. It cannot be anything. He would never. But I saw what I saw.” I drove faster and faster, my vision blurring as tears kept rolling down my cheeks. Thankfully I did not live far and soon my black Silverado pulled up the driveway of my house. Getting out, I stormed inside and slammed the door behind me. I ran past Amanda and Lydia who were talking in the hall and ran

Chapter Seven: The Test of Time “Peter? What are you doing here?” I asked in shock. “Ryan. I miss you.” He said, leaning in to hug me. “Hi?” I said confused. “Look, I know we have a lot to talk about. We didn’t quite end on good terms. And for that I am sorry. Please let me explain some things to you.” “Ok. Come in.” I said, showing Peter inside. “Who is this, baby?” Chase said

Ryan, a college Senior, meets Zach, a freshman, and the two quickly feel a spark between them. But soon what seems to be attraction leads them on a troubled journey together. Will the two find their attraction to be true, or will their dreams run dry under the Amarillo sky?

Taking his place in the massive lecture hall, Ryan rested his head against his hand. Why he chose a class at eight in the morning he didn’t know. Closing his eyes, Ryan tired to shut out all the people making their way into the room. All he wanted is sleep. Suddenly he felt a hand tap him on the shoulder startling him. Looking up, Ryan gazed into two honey brown eyes hidden in a hoodie. “Excuse me, is anyone sitting there?” he asked pointing to the other side of Ryan. Noticing

Chapter Six: A Second Chance Opening my eyes, an intense white light burned all around me. Bringing my hand over my eyes; I tried to shield myself of the light. Suddenly the light started to fade and I saw myself running. I saw Chase sitting there, looking at me. I walked up to Chase and sat down next to him. We started talking. Again everything changed. I saw Chase and myself at the restaurant, talking and having a great time. Looking at Chase, I could see the

Author: WriterRyan A story of true love and the journey to find it.

Chapter Five Frantic, Ryan jumped off the bed and grabbed his shirt off the floor. He had just finished putting it on when the door opened. “Hi Honey.” John’s mom said, poking her head inside the room. “Sorry to bother you, I just wanted to say hi and see who’s over. Oh, hey Ryan.” “Hey Mom.” John said. “Hi. Nice to see you again.” Ryan said politely. “Nice to see you again too. So will you be staying for dinner, Ryan?” “I don’t want to impose.” “It’s really ok. You already

Chapter Four As the first rays of light engulfed the darkness of Ryan’s room, Ryan already was awake. He barely slept that night and not daring to move, he had no idea how long he lay awake in the darkness. As more light entered his room, out of the corner of his eye he saw John still asleep on the floor. With every peaceful breath, his chest rose up and down. Ryan envied John; wanting a peaceful night sleep himself. However his envy was quickly forgot as he thought back of the events of t

Chapter Three “This way.” Ryan said, leading the way into his house. John followed Ryan through the garage and through the adjacent laundry room. Looking left, John saw the big screen plasma and dark brown couches in the living room. Following Ryan to the right, the two of them walked to the entryway where the front door was. John watched as Ryan slowly ascended the stairs. “God his ass is so cute.” John thought. As John slowly made his way up the stairs a wave of nervousness and fear took

Chapter Two Wearing only his boxers, Ryan lay on his bed trying so hard to get to sleep. However his mind was preoccupied with many different thoughts, all rushing through at once. “Why am I so happy around him? Why does it feel like something is missing when he is not there? He is just a friend. Besides it’s not like I’m gay…am I?” Ryan though. In frustration he violently turned on his side, causing the whole bed to shake. Looking over at his nightstand clock, he realized that is was already

Dedication- This story is dedicated to John and Ryan. They showed us that through no matter what, love will prevail. Through thick and thin they stood by each other. Never once swaying from their love for each other. May you both continue to live happily and let you love flourish. Chapter One John looked at the clock; at every stroke of the clock the antagonizing pressure in his bladder grew. “Fuck another ten minutes.” He thought. Looking down at his book, he tried to ignore the ever g

Chapter Four Stopping every few steps to kiss, Ryan and Jake finally made their way up the stairs of Ryan’s apartment. As soon as Ryan closed the door behind him, Jake pushed him against it. Passionately he pushed his lips on Ryan’s; trying to snake his tongue into his mouth. Ryan opened his mouth a little; just enough for Jake to slide his tongue inside. Using his own tongue, Ryan massaged Jake’s while slowly sliding his hand inside Jake’s button down shirt. While making out, the two of

Chapter Three Jake looked around and saw nothing but darkness. He knew he was in a parking lot somewhere; but where? Suddenly a streetlight flicker on and engulfed the darkness. Looking around, Jake realized the familiar parking lot outside of the Buffalo Wild Wings Jake and Ryan were a week ago. The complete still of the night was broken by the thud of footsteps getting louder as whoever it was advanced on Jake. Turing towards the noise, Jake saw a dark figure moving towards him slowly. He l

Chapter Two A jackhammer was pounding on the inside of Jake’s skull as he woke. Trying to shield his eyes from the morning sun, Jake tried to fully wake up. Getting up was more difficult than he thought it would be with his pounding head. Walking over to the bathroom, Jake slipped off his boxers and stepped into the shower. As the warm jets hit his face, it washed away any remnants of the tears that stained his face. He tried to keep composure as he thought back of the past event. “I need to