18 Weeks of Twoey - 59. Week Nine Wednesday, October 29, 2014: Invasion

“There are few die well that die in battle”

H.V -WS

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“We’ll pick up Mel and Lanni early to do Kory's for some food before the dance.”

It was my peace offering to Gary, but it’s unlikely I’ll ever be able to forgive Mel.

Gary looked over at me as we ran. “That's a good idea. See, you're learning all the girlfriend moves!”

“She's not my girlfriend, doofus!”

Wait till he sees Devil Girl! I know she'll be really sexy in that costume!

After the run, I was drying off from my shower when the phone chirped. Naturally ...hehe.

“Hey Angel, did I catch you naked again?”

“You know you did! But this angel is taking a devil to the dance!”

I had totally forgotten to tell Twoey about our trip to the Party Store yesterday. Realizing this, I described Lanni's costume.

He laughed. “You should have gone as an angel!”

“You’re right, I never thought of that. Anyway, nothing’s delaying me after school today, so I'll be to your house nice and early.”

The breakfast drama at my house is becoming something I look forward to. I think Tommy does too. It's always interesting to guess what she's going to spring on me next. The really funny thing is my answers are always exactly the same. She's just too dumb to figure it out, so she keeps trying new shit. But today I had a chance to ad-lib a little, and it was fun.

I began eating my cereal, waiting for her to join us. She poured a cup of coffee and sat down. “Have you thought about Bible school at all since Monday?”

“No.”

“Why not?”

“I'm sorry. I didn't know I was supposed to. No one asked me to think about it.”

“Wouldn't you feel funny being the only one not there?”

“No.”

“It's just a bunch of teens like you. You'll have fun.”

“Doubtful. Who's going anyway?”

“Well ...I'm ...um ...I'm sure all the teenagers from church will be there.”

“Oh? Do you actually know anyone who is definitely going to be there? Even one person?”

Tommy started rubbing my leg to calm me down, but I had this and knew exactly where I was going with it.

“I can't give you a name, but...”

“So it could be just me, all alone. Well, I don't know if I’m comfortable with being alone.”

“You wouldn’t be alone. Pastor Johnson would be there.”

“Did you ever think he’s exactly why I would feel uncomfortable?”

“What? ...what do you mean by that?”

“You know how those church people are with kids. Maybe he wants me all alone so he can rape me. This might be a trap. I have to protect myself.”

By that time, I had finished eating my entire breakfast, grabbed my backpack and was headed out the door, with her blubbering and Tommy trying not to pee his pants.

Sam asked, “So, how are the laptop camera shots working out?"

“Great! So far I have a super collection of selfies.”

He laughed and said, “Well, if you don't get pics of anyone else, at least you don't have to worry about snoops.” He was right.

Going into math, I noticed Kathy looking down at her desk with a frown. Why do I even bother looking at her anymore. I think I’d rather look at the pisspot who sits behind me. Ick! Maybe I should concentrate on what’s in front of me, or the pretty redhead sitting next to me. Which I did.

I whispered, “Terri, I’m taking Lanni to the dance Friday. I’m sort of filling in for Twoey while he’s on the disabled list.”

She chuckled. “Well, you’ll see Ron and me there. Maybe we could trade for a dance.”

I guess good old Ron is finally finding time for his GF. You can see it in her body language.

Talk at the lunch table was all about the dance and other Halloweenigans. Nels and Lauri are going dressed as two characters from some Nordic story I’ve never even heard of.

“So Nels, do they actually have these costumes at the Party Store?”

“No, of course not. My mother has sewn them together from a few sketches we found in a book. Lauri has been helping her too.”

“Wow! Lauri has time? How long has it taken them?”

“They were at it for over a week.”

“Really? That’s a hell of a lot of work for Halloween! What happened to carrying an old pillow case to collect our candy ...remember that?” Everybody laughed. I still think Halloween is getting blown up, way out of proportion.

Erik turned to me and said, “You know, since I'm not going to the dance, I can tutor Twoey on Friday.”

“Hey, that’s a great idea. At least he won’t be lonely.”

“Actually, Friday’s a pretty good day for me, so why don't I do it every Friday? It’ll give you a day off.”

“I suppose that’ll work. Sure, why not?”

Then he kept going. “I can take Thursdays too.”

WTF! Is he trying to move in and push me out?

“OK, you take every Friday, but I'll probably be there for a little time on Thursdays too. We’ll share that day. I’ll start the session then when you get there his mom will give me cooking lessons.”

I’m really getting to not like Erik. I’m not gonna say anything cuz I have no idea how he plans to handle the conflict with wrestling and tutoring. It’s time to sit back and observe. But it doesn’t mean I’ll let my guard down!

After the gym shower, as we were dressing, Matty said my weight training was paying off, I’m getting nice definition. I had told him, way back when I started, about getting the weight room pass from Elcher. He was sort of complaining about not being in the weight room.

“Ask your coach! I’m sure Cyrnn will give you a pass to get out of your study hall.”

“Yeah, maybe I will, but it won’t be the same cuz it’ll be 3rd, not 6th period.”

“Well you’re right. Biggy’s a huge help. Maybe someone who knows his stuff will be in 3rd period.”

Matty agreed but looked a little sad.

I haven't done an evening run since the season ended, so I stuffed sweats and running shoes in my backpack this morning. I'll run after Twoey's and end up at home - checking around for Coulton of course.

Twoey held my head when I kissed him today and kept the kiss a little longer than I wanted. I frowned a little. I mean I love the kiss, but I don't want him to start escalating this thing after just three days! I also considered telling him about my planned trip to see Mike, but I decided not to. Not yet. I'll tell him Saturday when I get back.

Twoey is flying through this math unit so fast, I'll hafta remind Elcher about some kind of test. He’s really looking good too and is physically stronger every day. He could probably go back to school right now. But I guess the doctors know best. They don’t even want him outside yet! I can't wait for that patch to get off his neck. I wonder what kind of scar he’ll have. Will it be like an old fencing wound? The girls will flock around him ...ooops.

I guess the salmon yesterday must have been a little test to see if I liked seafood! Today we made Shrimp Fra Diavolo. Well that was certainly one fast meal! We went from prep to eating in less than an hour! I can't believe how short a time you actually cook shrimp, like one minute on a side!! Fra Diavolo means the Devil's Brother and that's because this is WAY spicy hot! It was very good. I should make this for Lanni in her devil costume! I wonder how you say the Devil’s Sister ...hehe.

After dinner I went into Twoey's room to change.

He followed me and then said, “Oh God yes, you're gonna give me a show!” Then -

“Are you sure you don't want to run commando?” Then -

“Hold that pose while I get a camera on you!”

He went on and on making all these sexy comments and had me cracking up. Finally, a goodbye kiss and I was off to run! It felt empowering to run just cuz I wanted to. Not for a coach, not for a sport, just for me. It also gave me alone time. I knew I probably wouldn't even need meditation tonight because I hashed out so much stuff during my run. The one thing the doctor isn't telling me is: can I feel the way I do about Twoey, and still be straight? I mean, this has to have happened to other people! I can't be unique in the whole world! If he says “yes” then I think I'm OK. I wouldn't be gay. And, of course, I can't be gay. We all know that.

My mind was in a frazzle by the time got home. I immediately hit the shower. It felt funny getting out of the shower and NOT getting a naked phone call from Twoey. He's got me so conditioned to expect one because of the morning runs ...hehe. I knew there was only a little homework, so I threw on some boxers and flipped up the laptop. I went to the picture file to see more selfies, but NO! There was a shitload full of pictures! That’s when I did a quick glance around the room and saw things out of place. I went back to expand the size of a few of the pictures and sure enough, there was Tommy's mother sitting at the keyboard. Ha! Caught her! She was probably confused because of the sign-in screen. Then after a few more of the same there was someone else at the keyboard.

OMG! That PIG-FUCKER was in MY ROOM! ...snooping through MY STUFF! I expanded every fucking picture and saw they gave up on the computer but they must have left it open as it faithfully continued taking pictures, one a minute. You could see them going through my drawers!! What the fuck are they looking for? Then there were no more. They must have closed the laptop. The time-stamps showed them in my room from 10:24 to 10:52 this morning. So they spent a half-hour snooping on me!!

This is fucking WAR!

My KGB work paid off! I'll have to score Sam some buds for showing me how to do all this. I’ll need to think very carefully about how I'm gonna respond to this invasion. I think I'll have plenty of time to work it out cuz I can't see them coming back too soon. I wonder if they've been doing this shit every Wednesday for a while.

I was so pissed that I didn't feel like doing any homework. I'll finish it up in school before first period. It's pretty simple stuff. I have more important things to do right now, like visit Putin!

So first I tried to calm myself. Then, when I wasn't visualizing splitting Johnson’s head open with an axe anymore, I started counting down. It took eight times to arrive at my healing place. Putin was sitting at the controls looking at little screens and pressing various buttons. He saw my condition and said, “No young one, you must not be angry! They have fallen into your trap like silly geese! You have a huge advantage. You confounded them by not following the behavior they expected from you. That made them weak and vulnerable ...and careless! But of course carelessness comes from confusion and you have them confused. Then they felt comfortable spying on you when you were in school, but you outsmarted them and now you know what they are up to, and even who your enemies are! You are now in control. They know NOTHING about you and you know EVERYTHING about them!”

He continued in his Russian accent. “The next move is in your hands. You must work with your strength and your knowledge. Attack their weakness, their ignorance! You must set a trap. I will need some time to craft the perfect trap.”

Ares! I love having this guy on my side in battle!!

I slipped into bed and was about to call Twoey when my phone chirped. It was Twoey, of course. He has a way of calming me down, but he knew something was wrong. “I'll tell you when we're alone Saturday night.”

“We're going to be alone Saturday night?”

“You bet your sweet buns we are!” It led to an hour of talking before we signed off to sleep.

I could talk to him forever without running out of stuff to say.

Twoey

If it weren’t for my Angel, I’d be climbing the walls!

I get to flirt with him every morning. He usually texts me a couple times during the day. He’s here after school and for dinner. And we have our bedtime conversation which lasts at least an hour or two. Plus I get two kisses!

Today I even got a string of texts from Erik. I guess he’s going to be here Friday because David will be with Lanni at the dance. After lunchtime he texted me again, saying he’d tutor me every Thursday and Friday until I return. He explained since it will be wrestling season, he’d come over in the evenings. Then he added ‘It’ll be better in the evening. Just the two of us, alone in your room.’

Well, I guess I’ll have to make some sort of decision before next week Thursday. I’ll have to figure out if there’s any shot with David at all. I can’t just sit here and wither away, can I? I’ll wait for him if there’s any hope. But what if there isn’t? That damned shrink better start earning his fees!

Then tonight he was super agitated about something. I kept talking to try and soothe him. He’s got so much bad stuff going on with his mother and church. It’s tearing him apart. I wish I could just run over and hug him!!

Mike

OK this is stupid. I keep worrying Saturday is going to be some kind of trap for me, but I can't come up with any possible reason why! I mean, we’ll be right in the middle of the mall! I'll just have to be cautious, I guess.