Wednesday, 4 July 2012

I'm Not Going Anywhere With You

Here we are at Wednesday again and time to flash our briefs. The prompt I used this week was "I never told you that..."

“Of course you have to go to college. Why wouldn’t you? I’m fine. It’s not as if I’m a kid who needs to be looked after. I can look after myself, you know.”
Luke, with his head propped on one hand, pushed the sheets down a little so he could draw his lazy circles lower. “What if I want to look after you, if the only thing I care about in the world is lying her in this bed with me?”
“Then you’ve a very empty life. You’ve got a life without me, Luke and I don’t want that to stop.”
“No. I never told you that I wanted you to give up your life. I want to fit into it. I want to meet your friends and your family, to do the things you like to do, and I want you to share my life, too. I… I’ve kind of been neglecting it but…” He smiled brightly at Luke, more life in his eyes than he’d seen since the first days. “I’m going to be busy today. I’m going to call the band, see if they’re up for some more performances, and I’m going to join a gym, to get fit again. And—“ He looked away and took a deep breath, then brought his eyes back, filled with determination. “I’m going to call my parents. They haven’t heard from me for a long time. At first, when I was with Rio he wouldn’t let me, then… I got too ashamed, but I’m ready now.”
Luke stroked his cheek and gazed at him, so full of love he thought his heart would stop. “I’m so proud of you. After what you’ve been through I wouldn’t have blamed you if you wanted to just curl up in a ball and stay under the blankets for the next ten years or so.”
“I know I’ve been pretty pathetic recently, Luke but that’s not me, honest. I’m so much stronger than this.”
“I know you are,” Luke said, his face serious. He fingered Rune’s soft hair and rubbed his thumb over his beautiful lips. “I  know you’re strong and that’s why I love you.”
“You love me?”
“With all my heart.”
“Tell me again.”
“I love you, Rune.”
Rune grinned and reached up to pull Luke’s head down. “I love you, too,” he said with a grin.
Rune was as good as his word and, as soon as Luke left, he got busy. Two hours later he was sitting at the kitchen table eating a sandwich and feeling more positive than he had in… well, years. He’d set up a gig for the weekend and the band were coming round that night to meet Luke. He’d spoken to his parents and, even thought it had been a difficult conversation, the ice had been broken and he was confident it was going to be okay.
When someone knocked the door, he ignored it. The sandwich was a good one, cheese with spring onion and mayonnaise in seeded brown bread. With a sigh, he closed his eyes and savoured the taste.
The knock came again. He ignored it. The third time it was a huge bang and the fourth it turned to pounding. “What the fuck?”
As soon as he opened the door it was flung open knocking him backwards and, before he knew it he was pinned to the wall,= with Rio’s face inches from his own. “Hello, Rune,” he said.
“No. Get away from me. Get the fuck away from me.”
“Easy, Baby. Don’t want to hurt yourself, do you? That’s my job, after all.” Rio moved away from the wall and, keeping his hand firmly clamped around Rune’s wrist, dragged him from the house. Rune was stunned, numb. His mind couldn’t process what was happening to him.
“No.” Rune dug in his heels and wrenched his arm from Rio’s grip. “Leave me alone. I’m not going anywhere with you.”
Rio laughed. “Of course you’re coming with me. Where else would you go? Here? Are you going to hide out here forever?”
Rune thought it over, rubbing his wrist. His mind screamed that he should go with Rio, that he shouldn’t resist. There was no point resisting and if he went quietly Rio might not hurt him so much. He didn’t have anywhere else to go, anyone else to care for him or… Something occurred to him, quite suddenly, and he wondered why he hadn’t thought of it before. He didn’t need anyone to care for him. Care about him, maybe but he could take care of himself. Fuck yeah.
“No, Rio, I’m not going to hide out here forever. In fact I’m going to get Luke to take me home tomorrow. I’m going to live my own life in my own home in my own way. I don’t know exactly what I’m going to do. I’ve called Urban Fantasy and they’re coming over tonight to talk. We’ve got a gig on the weekend and…”
“Don’t be so stupid,” Rio snapped. “Haven’t I told you there’s no point in these pipe dreams. Neither you nor the band are going to make anything of yourselves.”
“Maybe.” He shrugged. “Maybe I’ll never make anything of myself, but I’m going to try, and you’re not going to get in my way.”
“Just cut the fucking crap Rune and get in the car.”
“No. I’m not getting in the car. I’m not going with you. I’m not going anywhere with you, ever again.”
“Don’t make a scene, Rune. You know you can’t fight me and your friend isn’t here to help you.”
“I don’t need Luke to help me,” he said stubbornly, crossing his arms. It was strange but suddenly he wasn’t frightened anymore. He tested the feeling and realised that, although he still felt really nervous and wasn’t quite sure what was going happen next, he wasn’t afraid. “I’m not scared of you anymore Rio and I’m not going anywhere with you.”

Now go and check out the other flashers for this week

Here's the final list of who's flashing this week, barring changes.

MA Church    m/m
Tali     m/m
Sara York    m/m
Elyzabeth VaLey     m/f


  1. Why do I get the feeling Rio isn't going to take Rune's no for an answer? Wicked, wicked place to leave this!

  2. Hot stuff, Nephy! I wrote a "Purple-Prose" short story once. It was fun, but I need to keep taking cold showers while I wrote it! :)
    Happy writing,

    1. Hehe Cold showers not for me *shudder* it just makes me giggle. This story was fun to write, I have to say. I'll feel a bit lost when it's done but I can't follow Rune and Luke forever I guess.

  3. Some smoking stuff on your site. Very colorful. I've been meaning to pop over for weeks and keep getting distracted by something. Love you site and I agree, gay peeps are misrepresented in literature and films. Thanks so much for supporting me on Twitter and sharing your thoughts on my review with Bea Jumarang. Been through so much in the last few months and doing my best to hold it together. Life has a weird way of testing you sometimes. Wishing much success, peace and prosperity...ALWAYS...MG ❤

  4. PS: Excuse the typos. I'm so tired and my computer's cursor is doing weird shit. Sometimes, I want to take a sledgehammer to them. Thanks, Dearest ❤

    1. OMG I HATE it when it does that. At the moment I'm having a mare because my pages/type seem to take it upon themselves to get bigger and smaller without any obvious input from me. Go figure.

      Thank you for your kind words about my blog. It was my first attempt and I'm very proud of it. It's totally 'me' no compromise.

      Sorry you've been going through crap. If I can help give me a shout. HUGS

      And how do you get the hearts in????

  5. Thanks, Dearest. Here's a collection of hearts, stars, butterflies. Just cut and past them and use as you wish ❤

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  6. ƸӜƷ Thank you ❤❤❤

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