Finally, another update!
Hopefully one of the pics isn't too racy, it's originally from my adult story so I've already had to censor it. Hope that's enough
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Thankfully now we're allowed to see him, but whether or not that's such a good thing I have yet to decide – he's such a pitiful sight to behold, not just physically but mentally too. Despite being told to not talk and save his energy, he keeps looking about himself and calling out for us.
“Get some rest,” Mum tells him, “We'll be back tomorrow night, okay?”
“No, please, don't leave me here alone...”I make hastily for the exit as my heart breaks, tears stinging my eyes. Shortly after a green hand rests on my shoulder, and I end up with my head buried into Joe's chest. I never did think much of hateful people like that, never saw the point of being that way, now it just makes me sick. In fact it's times like this that make me grateful I'm no longer human.
Tap tap tap.“Dad?”
I suppress a groan as I wake to tend my children's needs, going about the daily routine by now I'm used to but in a daze, my mind still spinning from the night before and contemplating how I'll face school tonight. In the meantime there's the forum to check – there's a new face on there (calls himself "Fearsome Pussycat" for some reason!), and from the sounds of things he's one to keep an eye on.
A step in the wrong direction
Hi, it's me again. I'm really not sure where to post this, seeing as the only adult forum's for parents and that's the last place I need to be; yes I'm fifteen, but you can probably guess by now this isn't your average teen problem. I'm also hesitant to post after the flaming I got last time - yes it's sick, I know that already thanks very much. In fact that's the problem... you thought I was sick before? You're in for the shock of your life then – better leave this to the stronger stomached guys, this is gonna get very dodgy...
Yes, it's about him again. I got attacked on here for even mentioning I had feelings for him... this is meant to be the place we all offload, we're all in the same boat, so you guys promise me you'll keep your hateful opinions to yourself this time? You know what it's like keeping these kind of things to yourself; if I don't say something somewhere I'll lose what little sanity I have left. *deep breath* Okay, here we go...
I don't know how or why it happened, but it's not just feelings anymore – things have got physical. We had our first kiss together and even made out in the shower – we got this close to sleeping together. What stopped us going further was me, I faltered at the last minute and have felt so guilty ever since for even letting it get that far. The trouble is, although I know in reality it's wrong, disgusting and everything else I've been called already, I still love him. Not even in the way I should love him, but in that way you'd love your boyfriend or girlfriend.
I feel as though I'm split down the middle, my heart in the red corner and my mind in the blue. Both are shouting different things at me and it's hard to know what to do for the best – he asked me earlier “who else is there” and that's the main problem we both face. Everyone else is an a***hole, and even if they weren't they're all straight. We're getting s*** at school for being gay, the only ones helping us out are our cousins. We have no friends outside our now huge family, we've no one to turn to but each other. No one else wants the love we have to give, and there's no one else we even want to give it to. But it's so wrong! I really don't know how long I can stay on the right path, I'm really worried that sooner or later we'll cross the point of no return, and I know when that happens we'll be in a situation I don't even want to think about right now.
I'm going out of my mind, I don't know what to do. I'm not expecting anyone to know what to say, but as long as it's not the response I got last time I'll be happy, at least on here.
Ah yes, I remember that well, sadly. Things got really ugly in that other thread he started; I felt so sorry for him. He got flamed to hell before I had a chance to intervene, but this time there's no extra posts. Move in
now!Hey there Pussycat – my apologies for not being able to get to your last thread before all hell broke loose. I've slapped a lot of wrists and issued warnings where necessary, you should have no reason to fear posting your feelings on here – that's why I started this in the first place after all. If anyone kicks off again they'll have me to deal with – PM me if you get any more trouble, okay?
Back on topic: I don't know what people are gonna think of me for saying this, but I don't care; sometimes you just need to follow your heart and sod everyone else. I realise you're in an awkward position, what with living at home and your parents being vampires, but worst of all is the other guy you're living with – I can't elaborate much on a teen forum but you know who I mean. You remind me of one of my half-brothers in fact, big heart but big mind too – that's nasty; I've seen what it did to him and I really hope you don't fall into that trap yourself. Hopefully I can help, but I can only do that if you'll listen.
You liken your battle with your conscience to a boxing ring. Which corner are you speaking from? If it's the blue you're fighting a losing battle – the heart is the more powerful of the two, I speak from experience. You're trying so hard to do what's right, and I admire you for that, but it sounds like you're suffering for it badly. Is it worth it? Besides, you're hurting two people aren't you, if you think of it that way.
If you want my personal opinion though, I don't see anything wrong with it at all, sounds like a natural reaction to me. I wouldn't do it myself, but then I have more choice, yet I'm walking proof that even a complete stranger can get you into trouble. It's a no-win situation really; whoever you go with you're going to risk something. Hope this helps anyway, best of luck xxx BTW, love your avatar, fits your nickname so well
What made you come up with it, just out of interest?
@Everyone else: Gonna call
me sick now? Seriously, if I see anyone causing this poor guy any more grief there'll be hell to pay. He's here the same reason you are, he needs help the same as everyone else here. If he wanted to be judged he could talk to one of his “friends” at school – that's
not what this place is for. Give the guy a break, if you don't like what he has to say just leave. I've already issued warnings, don't make me start banning people.
If that doesn't do it nothing will. I can't help but wonder however, just how many of those people are the kids he's been having problems with... who knows. Damn yeah, that reminds me, I start back at school tonight! That'll be interesting, wonder what kind of people attend nowadays... if it's the same one this “Fearsome Pussycat” goes to I'm in for a barrel of laughs.
Just my luck; first night back at school and we have PE lessons. Trying to slow down my pace so the others can keep up is a nightmare – we're predators, we naturally move faster than humans, but that doesn't help when you're trying to play a fair football match.
“I can't help it!” I tell the teacher as he stops the match again.
“You're going to have to try,” he replies, “You're the only vampire on the pitch.”
“Lucky me,” I scowl in response, idly sweeping my leg across to kick the ball away before walking down the pitch.
“Alright, that'll do,” he declares after a little while.
Thank God for that. Maybe I should ask to skip PE in future, if I'm going to have this every time. It's not even as though there's enough for vampire-only classes, although there are a fair few green lads among this crowd.
It's not due to expending my energy that drives me to the shower, just the enjoyable feeling of the warm water cascading down my body, my eyes closing in contentment as I allow some to splash upon my face. An angry banter not far away springs my eyes back open as I look in the direction of the commotion.
“Hey gay boy, keep your eyes to yourself!”
My eyes narrow at the reference, and find myself struggling to contain the flashbacks now plaguing my mind as my eyes lock onto the target, a big built lad who looks as though he's been working out for a while. I can only tell it's him when he replies with an equally scathing remark.
“I wasn't looking at you smart-a***!”
That-a boy, you tell 'em!As he approaches my side however, my mental nose sniffs out an aura of sadness, although for now I can't pinpoint the cause – it seems there's some shroud over his thoughts, as though he's used to the company of vampires. Still, he needs to know someone's on his side at least.
“Don't let them get to you,” I reassure him, “Just 'cause you fancy guys instead of girls, that doesn't make you any less of a person.”
“I know,” comes the soft reply, “I try not to, but it's hard...”
“Yeah, I can imagine,” I say as I scrub at my face.
We shower in silence for a spell, but what he says next takes me by surprise.
“You have a brother called Joe?”
My head jerks in his direction as my ears are alerted to the sound of his name.
“Half brother,” I frown in reply, “Why?”
“I'm one of his sons.”
“Whoa!” I exclaim happily, my heart racing with excitement at finally coming face to face with one of his boys, and a chance to see for myself what they're really like. “Chris?” I check, noting his brown hair, although the other might be the same colour so I hastily check myself.
“No, it is Chris,” he smiles in reply, “Andy's green.”
“Ah, okay,” I acknowledge. That narrows it down for sure, although I wasn't expecting either of his two to be so... big. I'll be honest, if I was human he'd scare me.
“Did you p*** him off?” he suddenly asks.
Wow, this kid has a good memory... wasn't he just out of nappies when I turned up that night?“That's a very long story,” I tell him carefully, “It's also the least of my problems right now,” I finish with a sullen manner.
At this his mood also falls, but what he says takes me by surprise at first.
“Yeah, I know. I heard what happened to your brother... I'm sorry.”
My head slowly turns in his direction, feeling a pang of sadness but also curiosity. “We didn't get back 'til gone four in the morning,” I find myself asking, “How the hell do you know what happened?”
He could well have found his Dad the next day before he got to bed, but given what state the poor guy was in I doubt that very much – when Joe said once he starts he can't stop, he plainly wasn't kidding. After crying that much he'd have wanted to hit his coffin at the first sign of daybreak.
“I couldn't sleep,” he says, “I was up all night stargazing, in fact that's when I saw them fly back home.”
“I see,” I reply, returning to my cleansing and thinking no more of it. That sadness I picked up from him must have been to do with Gino – if a member of my family came back in the state Joe was in last night I'd be shaken too, to say nothing of hearing that people are out witch hunting now. If I was gay and human I'd be petrified; Chris may be able to look after himself, but he's only a kid – those guys we fed on last night were grown men. He wouldn't last five minutes no matter how well a fight he can put up.
We arrange for him and his twin Andy to come home with Emily and I – there's much to talk about it seems. Just looking at them though it's hard to believe they're brothers, let alone twins.
After a scene in the changing room – again to do with them preferring guys! - I can't leave school fast enough. I'm already regretting going back tonight, although I quickly brush that thought aside when considering the fact that I wouldn't have come across the twins if I hadn't. All I can do now is wipe last night from my mind for now and look forward to a family gathering in the comfort of our home.
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I had it all nicely laid out in OpenOffice with the forum posts
looking like forum posts, avatars and all. What a shame HTML's been turned off, I was hoping to apply it to the post
