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Post by lucas 'luc' cooper pike on Aug 24, 2012 19:35:46 GMT -5
College hadn't been on Luc's list of things to do. Not so soon, anyways. But even working two jobs, he was thinking too much. For some reason, he was feeling rushed, like he didn't have much time left. So he was trying to get it all done. It meant he was working himself too hard, but he didn't care. He was busy. He turned his music up louder, pulling his earphones back up around his ears as he started copying out of the textbook in front of him. He sang quietly, but not loud enough to bother anyone or draw attention to himself.
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Post by dyson montgomary shylk on Aug 28, 2012 1:48:08 GMT -5
Dyson had promised to meet Lucas at the library today so they could go out to lunch. He'd been trying so hard, between his parents caring less and less especially now, and trying to find work with only having athletics on his side. He planned on assitant coaching little kids football. At the same time, he had been skipping demanded nights with his so called 'boss'. But last night Luc's life had been threatened, and he had agreed to go.
He had been left high and dry and tied with rope so tight in a pillar of an old garage that he had rope burn tracing his chest, his wrists raw as were his ankles. He felt sick and bruised and was pretty sure a few fingers had been broken trying to fight the guy off when forced sex turned to pretty back abuse.
Limping towards the library, he whimpered as the baggy shirt he wore rubbed against the raw wound over his ribs, where the guy had gone at him with some sort of grater. He stumbled feebly into the library, but didn't make it two steps before he fell to his knees. He heard one of the librarians gasp, scurrying towards him to try and help. He just hung his head and drew in soft breaths so he wouldn't be sick.
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Post by lucas 'luc' cooper pike on Aug 30, 2012 0:55:08 GMT -5
After what seemed like forever, Luc had decided Dyson just wasn't coming. It didn't really surprise him, even if they'd promised they'd work things out at the hospital when Dyson decided to drive himself into a body of water. At least with Monroe locked away, he wasn't being hurt. But that didn't mean he hadn't taken a razor to his hips the night before in a feeble attempt to silence the thoughts, to get some sort of peace. There was no peace where Dyson was concerned. At least no peace Luc could find. All he could see was how Dyson kept letting himself get hurt, how the person he'd loved for years was slowly slipping away.
He stuffed his notebooks into his book bag and threw it over his shoulder. He didn't bother checking the books out, considering they were still under his name. He walked slowly to the door, stopping when he saw Dyson's familiar face. He pulled an earphone out of his ear, 'Not Meant to Be' playing loudly out of it. "Nice of you to show up.." He said quietly, walking past him to go outside.
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Post by dyson montgomary shylk on Sept 1, 2012 12:14:57 GMT -5
"Lucas," Dyson begged brokenly, shouldering the librarian away. "Luc I-...please let me explain baby..." He struggled to his feet with a pained gasp, grabbing Luc by the waist and pulling him close for a deep, passionate kiss. He was so desperate to keep him there, never let him go. Gentle tears fell down his face as he stroked the boys cheek. "I've been avoiding him, you know that...I told you I would. I just-...last night...he threatened not me, but you Luc...I couldn't let him hurt you...I had to go." He let out a shaky breath, hugging Luc close to himself, terrified the boy would pull away and leave, that he might lose him forever when he really wanted to keep him most. "Please understand that, baby... I had to go this time. You're the world to me..." He knew things had been rough since the suicide attempt. But he was trying so hard...
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Post by lucas 'luc' cooper pike on Sept 1, 2012 16:02:21 GMT -5
Luc was shocked Dyson actually was kissing him after what he'd said. He'd thought he'd been mad, that he was going to find him and yell at him for who-knows-what. He hadn't seen him in so long, there was no telling. He reached up his free hand, slowly running his hand through Dyson's hair as he kissed him back. He didn't want to let go, not now that he was there. He'd missed his touch, felt so lost without him. "He's not gonna hurt me, Dyson.. I love you.." He said quietly, looking up at him. He felt like an ass for being mean to him, but was equally as grateful to just have him there. "I missed you.. I.. I hate not being around you.." He breathed, pulling him close for another kiss.
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Post by dyson montgomary shylk on Sept 1, 2012 22:43:15 GMT -5
Dyson met the second kiss soft and slow. "I missed you too baby..I'm so sorry, love.." He kissed him deeper, then ghosted a kiss over Luc's forehead slowly. "Come on..let's go back to your place hm..? I just want to cuddle with you.." He flexed his stiff fingers slowly, arms wrapping tighter around Lucas again. He'd been so busy, and Dyson had been helping the little football players, so they'd seen little of each other during the day.
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Post by lucas 'luc' cooper pike on Sept 2, 2012 21:52:32 GMT -5
"Okay." Luc said quietly. He didn't want to let him go long enough to walk to the car, but he did anyways. He slowly pulled his arms from around Dyson's neck and fished in the pocket of his book sack for his car keys. He slipped his finger through the key ring and started out to his car parked in the parking lot. The scratches along the side were prominent in the day light, the mark of the football players who didn't want to lose their prized player. He unlocked the car and slid in, putting his bag in the back.
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Post by dyson montgomary shylk on Sept 5, 2012 0:34:15 GMT -5
Dyson followed him out, eyes tracing over the car with a grimace before he climbed into the passengers side. He didn't ache as bad as he thought he would and minus the broken fingers, grated side and rope burn everywhere, he realized there had been no sex this time. He reached his good handout and slid it protectively over Luc's leg, terrified of not touching him, of those bitter words escaping his lips again, words telling Dyson he'd done wrong. He hated knowing he had messed up so much...
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Post by lucas 'luc' cooper pike on Sept 8, 2012 1:44:32 GMT -5
Luc glanced down at his hand, comforted by it more than he'd been comforted in awhile. Dyson always had a way of making everything okay with the smallest things; a glance, a brush of the hand. But it was one of the things Luc loved most about him. He always made everything okay. He glanced behind him, and pulled out of his parking spot. He looped around the parking lot, getting out on the main road to make the short drive to his apartment. He pulled into his normal spot, killing the engine. His keys went into his pocket, and his bag was thrown over his shoulder before he started to his apartment, a faint sigh passing his lips as he neared his door. "They're never going to let me live this down.." He muttered, ripping the vulgar papers off of his door.
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Post by dyson montgomary shylk on Sept 8, 2012 2:35:07 GMT -5
Dyson followed him slowly, anger bubbling up as he glared at the papers, growing agitated. People were about to get their asses beat if they kept it up. Gay or not, Dyson still knew hiw to throw a punch. He worked his jaw slowly, following Luc inside. "Before the cuddling can take place...I gotta clean this up." He lifted his shirt slowly with a wince where it was sticking to him, his side raw and angry where the skin had been grated at over his ribs.
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