James Matthews

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As the Paramedics took Colin away, the Police finished up and, thankfully, arrested none of us. I was most thankful for Cody as his actions had been heroic. The Police said the presence of the gun and the explanation we all gave gave a clear indication of what had happened. Cody was actually praised for his bravery. When conscious, Colin would be arrested and questioned. But alas, all these 'events' so fatally damaged our family, none of us seemed to care that was the case. I followed mum t

I like reading chapter one on most stories I see flagged up on GA, always hoping it will grab me. Many do. You have a real talent for writing and this shows great promise, but with no character or world building a straight in sex scene has turned me off already. It almost feels like Grindr on parchment. Because of this I automatically don't care about the characters because now I only see the bunk up in the toilet and that's where I stopped reading. Just my feedback, people may disagree but I'd personally not do that myself. But each to their won. I hope it's a success. The more choice on GA the better so Kudos to you. And any criticism only comes with affection for a fellow Author. James

Naming error: Alan/Colin has been corrected. Apologies folks

"Muuuum, Visitor!" Mum came out into the hallway, and I noted her sudden step back, seeing Colin at the door. As for me, I just stood there looking directly at him, probably looking like some kind of Royal guard. However, Colin's eyes looked warm, and I could almost be forgiven for forgetting the cruelty he'd recently shown. "Colin, what a surprise." "Jen," he said, nodding once. "Is uh, is Alan around?" "No, he's not, he's at the… I mean, he's out. How can I help? I mean, if

Trevor dropped me off out of sight of my home, but close enough, so I didn't have to walk far. Admittedly I had said I was going to walk, but he insisted he drop me back. With my phone in my hand, I'd been checking it often, and sure enough, the calls and texts were now in full flow by my family and Cody. I knew walking out would bring questions, but I needed to make a stand: all the lies, the deception. Of course, I had it all worked out, so I now knew where I stood, but the feelings of misplac

I wanted to take the opportunity to express my thanks for all your lovely comments and the excitement this sequel is generating. This is so much fun for me writing the extension to what was a fun book to write anyway. But thanks guys, I love reading every single comment. I might not always comment that often, and that's because I already take time out to read the comments cos I love them, and I should really be writing, so responding to everyone would leave no time for writing. I would also like to admit that I realise there are some silly errors creeping into these chapters. I really apologise. They are being removed as soon as they are found by either me or Mark, my beta reader. I must do better! haha. PS. Maybe some don't know but I have just moved so writing time is reduced at the moment. I can currently get in about an hour a night so chapters may be a little more spaced out, but never fear, the book is being written still

You never know in this book. The Characters have taken a life of their own.

Trevor pulled into a back street and switched off the engine to the van. I stepped out and sighed as I waited for him to lock it before we both walked down an alleyway. we got to the front of the building, which was Frank's Cafe, which sat along a busy road with traffic and people everywhere. I remembered being here a few times. "Hmm," I muttered. Walking in, there was the familiar smell of bacon and eggs being cooked. The place was run down, and it had been a few years since I had been her

"Alan, come in," said Trevor Smith. Trevor was Alan's boss and also the one that had been giving Alan some 'gentle encouragement' about taking the job in America. "Trevor, before you go any further, my son is in hospital, and it's quite serious. I'm not here to tell you that I'm pulling out of the move, but I may need a few days off," Alan blurted out, causing Trevor's jaw to open slightly. "Jake? But, my god, Alan, I'm sorry. Will he be okay? Please tell me he'll be okay?" "Yes, I think so. We are currently waiting for more news, but the doctors think he will make a good recovery." "God, Alan, what happened?" Trevor asked. 'Here we go,' Alan thought. Now he had to try and explain why his son had decided to take an overdose. What kind of father did that make him look?' A damn useless one,' he thought. "Well, Trevor, he um…uh, he kind of took a drug overdose and had to be rushed to hospital." Alan had to look away from Trevor when he said it. He didn't want to see Trevor judging him, silently calling him a bad father under his breath, running a fucked up family with a fucked up son to boot. "But it's not what you think!" he uttered again quickly. Alan sighed. "What I mean is, Trevor, it's not heroin, crack, or anything fucked up like that. It was sleeping pills, and I think it was a cry for help." "A cry for help, Alan? I've seen you and Jenny with Jake at various gatherings, and Jake never…I mean, why would he do that? What's so bad in his life?" "Well, we told him about the move, but there is more to it than that, Trev. I just haven't worked out what it is yet. I spoke to Jenny about this, and she is now in the same mind as me. So there has got to be something else going on with him he's not telling us. Maybe the move triggered it, but I am pretty damn sure it's something else, as well." "Well, Alan, my door is always open. Pack up your things and go see your family. Take as long as you need. Oh, and uh, tell Jenny I'm thinking of her and Jake. Oh and will you do me a favour and let me know how he is please?" "Thanks, of course I will, Trev, I'll see ya." Alan left his boss's office, wondering why the strange concern from him, and returned to his own to gather his documents and coat. He wanted to see Stephanie to say goodbye but had not seen her since he came in. Realising that she might well be in London today for a meeting, he locked his office door and made his way back down the corridor. "Alan?" Trevor shouted from his office, causing Alan to stop. "Yeah, Trev?" "Take care, okay, everything will work out fine." Alan let a false smile show on his face and nodded. "Thanks, Trev."

Hahaha, You guys are asking about Trevor. How quickly the memory falters For Trevor, I would direct you to back to the 1st story - For everything you are. Chapter 3. That might refresh your memory https://gayauthors.org/story/james-matthews/for-everything-you-are/3 Hope that helps

Another warm day beat through the window of my bedroom as I stood carefully packing clothes into two cases I'd recently got down from the attic. Cody had gone out after revealing he could not stand here and watch me get ready to leave. Dad had taken the day off work after promising to run me to the airport, and mum? Well, she was downstairs cleaning. Not because things needed cleaning but because she was trying to keep busy. I knew her well enough to realise this day would be hardest for her mor

The next chapter should be the last. But.... It's now NOT! 😛

Ethen had text me to come over to where he was staying, saying it was important. So I'd dropped everything and was planning to head over. Dad had wanted to talk to me again about my plans, but I made my excuses to mum and asked that she work on him for me. Heading out the door, I checked my pockets for keys making sure I had them before noticing I still had my letter stuffed in one from earlier. Pulling it out, I took a brisk walk up my street while tearing into it, forgetting entirely to c

I awoke in the morning to find I was alone with only the bright sun to fill my heart with barely an ounce of joy. As my mind came, too, I was vividly reminded of my behaviour the previous night and shook my head as if trying to shake away the cringing thoughts. I leaned over the bed and grasped my jeans, pulling them up onto the bed before searching in the left pocket for my phone. Two missed calls, and three text messages were on the screen, making me wonder why I had not heard them. That'

I fell onto my back and tilted my head up still breathing hard. Looking around the sparse room I went from piece of clothing to piece of clothing scattered all around the room which evidenced our rather passionate exchange. Unable to say anything due to the impeding guilt I was feeling I just dropped my head back down and lay there, before wiping my brow of cold sweat. Ethen too was silent. I glanced at his expression with my eyes and could see a nervous stare held at a fixed point on the c

Dad pulled the car into the driveway and switched off the engine as we all sat in silence. The silence that had been present pretty much all the way home since convincing Ethen to get into the car after flagging him down. I was just about to speak when I saw the front door fling open, and a horrified Mum and Cody appeared in the doorway. I saw Cody's eyes lock on to Ethen, and a stance of utter deflation melted his physical self. Mum came running over to the car and pulled open the fro

My mind fizzed with dread as I placed the phone down to the desk clerk of the hotel. How could I have been so stupid I kept thinking to myself? I should have known that tracing a cell phone signal would be child's play with the job my dad did. "You okay?" Ethen asked, squeezing my shoulders. "What do you think?" "You could have just denied you were here. You didn't have to let him come up." "How could I do that? They have confirmed I am here. It's a little obvious, don't you

@bottomguy Ethen had to show ID to the hotel in order to make the booking. He may have only had his true ID with him rather than the fake "new" ID Colin provided him - that's if he did at all.

"My dad?" I exclaimed. "No, I don't believe it. Why would he know about this… why would he act that way and not tell me, it's not him, it's not my dad." "Jake, calm down. I wanted to get that bit out of the way first. Look, I dunno why. But your dad is trained to keep secrets, same as mine. He will also be trained to play the actor when needed, to ensure whatever secrets he's been asked to keep, stay kept." "Wait… does my mum know too?" "Not sure… I doubt it. This was all done in

Two days had passed by, and I'd had no further communication from Ethen. Perhaps this was just a cruel joke, I thought. But then, someone had to be pretty sick to do a thing like that to me, but why was it all so authentic? Cody had been distant with me ever since I had revealed all in the lounge. I couldn't blame him, though. This act by Ethen or whoever this person was had thrown up a shitstorm of questions that inevitably played on Cody's insecurities. I was trying to handle it the

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Thanks Bottomguy, Really glad you are enjoying the story so far. It's driven up more debate than I expected. haha

I'm glad the story has stirred up and little intrigue that's for sure. I'm very humbled you found this sequel something you are enjoying Thanks for the comments, Quttzik.

Immediately after Ethen's fall "ETHEN!!" Jake screamed, watching as Ethen hit the floor violently onto his back. "Ethen….Ethen, are you okay?" Silence! "Fuck, fuck, fuck….guys, we got to get down there," Luke said, starting to panic. "Ethen, say something, pal." He called, but there was no response. They all scrambled to get back down as fast as they could, Jake now starting to freak out, crying and shaking, adrenaline rushing through his veins. "He's not answering us; oh, fu