A New Life - Memories: West Coast

Chapter Three

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© 2006 - 2007 Dark Star. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.
Written by Dark Star based on the original story concept by Wolfdancer 87


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(From last chapter)

Dad brought his hand up, and began stroking Daren's back, but wasn't expecting the cry of pain that came from him, and with a shocked look, he released the boy.

"What is it? What's wrong?" he asked, concerned

"I'm sorry," Daren said, shaking again.

Dad was looking totally confused at what was happening, but I decided to help out.

"Daren, show him." I said, moving to pull the robe off of his shoulders and down his back.

What I wasn't expecting was Dad's response, when I turned Daren around.

With a strangled gasp, Dad cried, "LUCAS!!" and then, before my eyes, I watched, as he shuddered once, and then began to fall.

"DAD!!!" I screamed, as Mom cried "Robert!!" and began to go to him, while Daren cried "NO!" and joined my father in crumpling to the floor.


Chapter 3

I felt my heart tearing me apart, as I watched the man I loved more than anything in the world, collapse to the floor, along with the boy who filled a different need, do the same thing.

Mom went to my father, while I ran to my love, calling, "Daren, Daren!!" as I fell to his side, looking back and forth, between him and my father, torn in two, as to whom I should be the most concerned with, before deciding I would be scared for both of them.

Daren, I quickly saw, was staring up at nothing and shaking, so I took him in my arms, cradling him to me, as I whispered over and over again, "It's alright, it's going to be alright."

Mom had gone to Dad, and checked his pulse before coming over to Daren, and doing the same for him.

"He's in shock over something." she said, getting up quickly and walking over to a cabinet where she pulled something from it and came right back, kneeling down, and I saw it was a package of ammonia ampoules.

She took one out and snapped it, then held it under my father's nose, causing him to start groaning and trying to push her hand away, but thank God, he was waking up.

Then she brought it over to Daren and when it went under his nose, he sat bolt upright, crying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry," in a desperate voice, as he looked around wildly, in sheer terror.

"It's okay," I tried telling him, but he wouldn't stop shaking, and as Dad woke up completely, Mom turned her attention to him.

"Daren, listen to me, LISTEN TO ME! It's okay, you didn't do anything wrong." she told him, but it was like he didn't hear her; he kept staring off into nowhere and mumbling over and over again, "Please, I'm sorry, I'm sorry," as my heart broke a little more each second, he was so scared, I could feel it inside, as well as see it.

It was Dad who sat there looking at what was occurring, that did what needed to be done, what I couldn't seem to do, or Mom either.

Dad got through to him.

I watched in blind pain at what Daren was going through, as dad reached across the space separating them, and pulled Daren towards him.

Daren took no notice of this, until Dad had him in his arms and was hugging him, then he started screaming and fighting Dad.

Dad just held on, as my sweet little angel fought like an angry devil, and no matter how much Daren screamed or fought, Dad wouldn't let go.

Finally, through exhaustion or something else, Daren's struggles eased to the point that he pulled back a bit and just looked at my dad for the longest time, as I held my breath.

I was so scared for him, especially when he started freaking out when my dad had tried to hold him, but now, something was happening and I just watched as the man I loved so much turned that love onto the boy I loved, and let him feel love for probably one of the few times in his life.

After I don't know how long, I watched as the fight left him, followed by the stiffness, and then dad said, "It is alright," to him slowly, and Daren collapsed into him, allowing himself to be held, and he cried what seemed to be an endless stream of tears; his whole body shaking uncontrollably.

We just sat there, no one moving, as the scene played out before us.

I don't know how I knew, but I knew that my dad doing what he had done was a major turning point for Daren, and that while there would be problems in the future, he was past the biggest hurdle.

I could feel him soaking up the love and warmth that dad was giving him, and it felt to me like an empty space that hurt so much was being slowly filled with light and heat for the first time.

The aching need hurt so much for me to feel it and I really didn't have a way to describe it adequately, but I knew it was a good thing, a very good thing that it was finally being filled.

Eventually, like with my Mom before, the sobbing and desperation left him, and he began to quiet in my father's arms but not once did dad move or let go, even a little bit, until Daren pulled back and looked at him wonderingly.

"You don't hate me?" he asked, not quite willing to believe it, as my dad smiled gently at him and said, "Never, little one, never!"

Daren turned to look at me, and I smiled, which earned a smile in return as I reached out to him and was met with his hand reaching out to me at the same time, until they met between us and we just held each other, looking deeply into one another's eyes.

The emotions that swelled up in me and through me were so many and so intense that I gasped in surprise before crying, "Daren!" in joy mixed with pain, at feeling him inside me.

Pain, fear, uncertainty, fear, disbelief, fear, hunger, love, joy, disbelief, loneliness, love and finally hope, hope that it might be different than it was.

All this and more came from him into me, and through me, and filled me and I sent everything back that I had been feeling for him, about him and to him.

Love, joy, love, pain for him, hurt for him, worry for him, and even more love, for him.

However long it lasted, it finally ended, but didn't if that makes any sense, as I and he became aware of the room once again, but at the same time we could still feel one another inside each other, and we still had the smiles plastered all over our faces.

He looked at me now openly and with love showing freely, and somehow I knew I was doing the same, as he said one word that meant the world to me.


I just looked back at him and felt my love swell to even greater depths as I replied, "Twins."

Then he looked at dad who was watching the both of us with an unreadable look on his face, and I felt a twinge of fear shoot through him at seeing that look.

"Are you mad?" he asked Dad quietly, the both of us knowing that after what just happened, Dad had to know, now.

Dad looked at him and then at me, before smiling and saying, "No honey, why would I be mad at you?"

Daren looked down and muttered, "Cause of me and Kalen."

Dad reached out and brought his hand to Daren's chin, where he tilted his face up so he could look into Daren's eyes.

Dad had always said that the eyes tell the soul, and I believed him, especially after what had just happened.

"You mean because Kalen is gay, and you and he love one another?" Dad asked softly.

Daren and I both gasped at that, for somehow it made it real, and I scooted closer to Daren as he slowly nodded his head never taking his eyes from my father.

"No honey, I'm not mad, I could never be mad about that. We've suspected for a long time that Kalen might be gay, but we wanted to leave it up to him to come to that conclusion on his own and decide when to tell us, so as to not frighten him." Dad said gently, while I just opened and closed my mouth in shock.

I hadn't even known, and they had, how?

"You see Daren, telling people that you're gay is one of the hardest things a person who is gay will ever have to do, and usually they are very afraid. Not only that, but Kalen may not have even known it yet, or been ready to acknowledge it. So we waited, and knew that in good time, he would tell us when he had figured it out on his own. It doesn't bother us, because we don't have a problem with it. Robert's brother is gay, and he has always been a wonderful and generous man that the boys adore with all their hearts." Mom told him, smiling at him.

"You're really okay with this?" Daren asked.

"Yeah we are, honey. It happened sooner than I thought it would, but I can see that it has happened and I have no doubts that it is real. Like I said before, welcome to the family." Dad told him.

Daren was looking back and forth between us, and the disbelief was clearly written on his face as he said, "My mother would kill me if she ever found out."

"Maybe son, but she will never hurt you again," Dad said, "Never!"

"Where will I live, I mean who would want me?" Daren asked.

"Joanne and I would be honored if you would live with us, honey." Dad said to a stunned little boy who looked at him, and then Mom, before coming to rest with his gaze locked on me.

I could feel the fear that this was all too good to be true, and I quickly said, "It's true, if you want it to be."

"This is like a dream." he said in wonder, and I knew it was one that he had been having for a long time, and one which he never thought could ever come true.

"Sometimes dreams do come true." I said softly, while still looking into his eyes.

"You really want me to be your son?" he asked them, turning to look at each of them in turn.

I watched as Dad looked at Mom and Daren added, "I'm gay too."

"We know that honey, and like I said, we don't have a problem with it. We'll need to talk about some stuff, and…." I watched as Daren tensed up again, but Dad quickly said,

"No, don't worry, it's nothing bad, but there are things we need to talk about, regarding sex and stuff."

Both of us turned bright red and I cried, "Dad!" in horror that he said the 'S' word like that in front of everyone.

"Kalen Richard Samuelson, we have always discussed sex in an open and honest manner with you, and you know that. You have always been able to come to us and talk with us about anything, haven't you?" Dad asked.

"Yes sir." I said.

"Then please don’t act all mortified that I am discussing it now, when I haven't even begun. Not only that, but I don't imagine anyone has bothered to talk to Daren before about anything along those lines." he said.

"She never did, other than say not to touch it." Daren whispered.

"Well, you don't have to worry about that here, just ask Kalen, you can touch it as much as you want." Mom said, chuckling while I sank my head down, wondering if that much blood rushing to my face could cause me to pass out.

Daren just giggled.

I'm glad he thought it was funny.

"We'll get into that later, but the reason I brought it up is, there are certain things you will end up trying or wanting to do, that have to be done carefully, or they can cause injury, and neither your Mom nor I want that to happen to you. We don't have a problem with you loving one another in that way, but we want you to know that you can come to us anytime and talk about anything, or ask anything and we won't get mad at you or upset with you." Dad said to us.

"We will, Dad," I said, as Daren looked up and said, "Thanks Mr. Samuelson, this is all kinda new and scary."

"I know honey, and there will be a lot for you to get used to and it might be a bit overwhelming at times, but I want you to know to just ask whenever you don't understand something, and try not to be afraid of us. We don't bite and we won't kick you out. The sex thing is because sooner or later you are going to be doing something with Kalen, and also sooner or later someone is going to walk in on you, and I don't want you to be afraid when it happens." Dad said, looking off at the wall and for some reason I knew he was thinking about something else, and not us.

"You mean if we, like were, like touching each other's things, you wouldn't get mad?" Daren asked, shocked.

Dad didn't answer and Mom looked at him strangely for a moment before she said, "I'll save my oldest any further embarrassment right now, but the answer is no, and you can ask him later about when it happened with him and Rodney, and what happened." she said, chuckling softly.

She may have thought it wasn't embarrassing, but I still did, even though having parents that were cool about it was really neat.

"Robert, are you okay?" Mom asked Dad who didn't answer her for a minute, until she said, "Robert," in a louder voice, placing a hand out and touching his shoulder.

Dad jerked and looked around before saying, "What?"

"Are you okay, honey?" she asked him again, frowning now.

"Okay, yes I'm fine, just the past coming back to me, just memories." he said, sadly.

Mom looked at him and he said, "Yes, those memories," and I looked at Daren and then Mom feeling the sadness from my dad.

He looked at us for a moment before saying, "I guess I should tell you this, matter of fact, I think I should have told you a long time ago."

I knew this was something very big, from the way my father was acting and it was kind of scary, even though I didn't know what it was about or anything.

Somehow, I thought it was about the name my father had called out when he had seen Daren's back, Lucas.

"Why don't we take a break, and when Rodney gets home, we'll all sit down and I'll tell you about Lucas." he said, and we nodded as we stood up. I went over and gave my dad a kiss and whispered, "Thanks Dad, I love you," to him, before turning to leave, still holding Daren's hand, but it was as we were about half way to the door that Daren let go and ran back, giving my dad a quick hug and kiss too, and then coming back to me. I watched and realized that Dale was still sitting there and watching everything, and that he had tears on his face as we went out of the room, looking back once to see Mom cradling Dad in her lap as tears ran down his face.

After we got out of the office into the hallway, I stopped and asked Daren, "What do you want to do?" and he looked down shyly and then said,

 "Would you hold me like before?" while I just grinned and said,

 "I would love to," as we walked back to my bedroom.

This time I undressed as well, while Daren took his bathrobe off and we looked shyly at each other, for the first time really looking at everything.

We still had our underwear on, but it didn't matter really, as both of us looked down there at what was covered since we had just been talking about it.

"Do you really think I'm beautiful?" he asked quietly.

"Yeah I do." I said, walking forward and gently wrapping my arms around him, just looking into his eyes as he put his arms around me in return.

"Really?" he asked.

"Yeah, really, every inch of you," I told him.

I watched as he absorbed what I had said and could see the twinkle in his eyes as he replied, "Well, you haven't seen EVERY inch of me yet," teasingly.

Daren had just joked with me, and I realized it was about the first time I had ever heard him do that.

"Okay, we will." I said, laughing, and the smile that lit up his face meant the world to me, as I hugged him to me.

We went over to the bed, crawled in under the covers and just held each other.

I knew we would do that sometime, and probably soon, especially considering how awake something was right now on both of us, but I also knew right now he just needed to be held and I was quite happy to do that and nothing else, forever if need be.

As we drifted to sleep, we looked at each other until we fell asleep with the last thing we saw being the other's face, and both of us were smiling.

I awoke to being shaken gently and opened one eye to find Rodney staring down at me with a big smile on his face.

"What do you want?" I asked grumpily.

In case I've never mentioned it, I don't like being woken up.

"Mom says you guys need to get up."

"What are you doing home from school?" I asked him

"Dufus it's 3:30 already, you've been sleeping remember?" he said.

"Go away." I muttered.

"Nah, you two lovebirds gotta get up." he said laughing and before I even knew what he was doing he had pulled the covers off of me

"Now get…." He started to say until his eyes came to rest on Daren lying there.

"Okay fuck." he said slowly in shock and I watched as he took in what had been done to Daren and I could see the tears begin as he turned and ran from the room.

"Rodney!" I called out, but he was already stumbling out the door and didn't stop.

"He hates me doesn't he?" a voice said from beside me and I turned to find Daren looking up at me with tears in his eyes as well.

"Why would he hate you Daren? He's your friend." I said, worried about Rodney.

"Cause of the way I look, and cause we were in bed together." he replied.

"No, he doesn't." I said, trying to calm him down but he was crying now and he had buried his head in the pillow sobbing, "Yes he does."

"No, I don't" a broken voice said, as firmly as it could and I watched as Daren's small frame jerked and became stiff.

Rodney walked on into the room and over to Daren's side of the bed where he sat down and placed a hand on Daren's shoulder causing him to jerk again in fear I could feel.

"I don't hate you." Rodney said again, as Daren slowly turned over looking up at Rodney with a mixture of fear and trepidation on his face.

He didn't say anything at all, and I knew he was convinced that Rodney did hate him, no matter what he said.

"Daren, please listen to him." I begged him as he glanced at me and then returned his gaze back to my brother.

Rodney looked down and then back up before saying "I ran away before…I ran... not because I hate you, but because of what someone did to you."

Daren didn't say anything and I watched as the tears began anew on Rodney's face as he said brokenly, "I didn't know and when I saw your…when I saw you…when I saw what someone had done to you…I didn't know anyone could do that to a kid. I mean you hear about stuff, but…" before trailing off in defeat.

"I'm sorry Daren, for making you think that, and for what happened to you. I ran because it hurt so much." he told him, and I could see the pain in his eyes even now as he looked at Daren, pain as well as anger.

"It's okay. I just never had someone care before, and I'm not used to it so I'm sorry too." Daren said.

"No one's ever going to hurt you again!" Rodney said fiercely, and Daren smiled at that.

This was all so new to him and to see people actually caring about what happened to him meant so much to him, I could feel it.

"You don't think I'm ugly then?" Daren asked

"It's not what's out here" Rodney said, gesturing at Daren's body "but what's in here." he said reaching out gently and touching Daren over his heart as he added "In here is what I see and know and it's not ugly."

"Thank you." Daren said softly, smiling now.

"I don't understand how someone can do that." Rodney said; sounding baffled and I realized that seeing this was making my little brother grow up before he should have to and that made me sad.

He had lost something, although I couldn't say what, but it had to do with a kid not seeing, really seeing stuff like that. Hell a kid shouldn't even know it existed and Daren had had it happen to him.

"They're not supposed to." I said, and both of them looked up and Rodney said "They're supposed to protect us not hurt us."

"Yeah!" was all I said, there wasn't much else that could be said.

"You really care about me?" Daren said, in wonder

"Yeah bro, I do, you've been one of my bestest friends, and now...." he said, looking at me with a small smile on his face, "I think you're something even more."

Daren gasped and said, "That doesn't bother you?"

Rodney got a puzzled look on his face before saying, "Why would it?"

Daren looked at me before replying to Rodney, "Cause we're gay."

Now Rodney was looking downright confused as he looked at Daren and then at me before turning back to Daren and saying "So?"

It was Daren's turn to be shocked and look at me and then back to Rodney before saying "Do you understand what that means?"

"Uh yeah, my Uncle Jimmy's gay remember?" Rodney said, smiling gently at Daren.

"Yeah but…" Daren started to say, but Rodney interrupted him and said, "I don't care about that stuff, I've played with my friends some and with Kalen too, and who knows, I might be too but Mom says whatever will happen will, so not to worry about it, I don't."

Daren was shaking his head and I could feel the disbelief in his voice as he said, "I can't believe this." half to himself, but Rodney heard him and said, "I think you better start." giggling a bit.

"It's just no one would believe it that a few hours ago I was afraid she was going to kill me this time, and now…" he trailed off just shaking his head.

"Well like my little bro said, ya better start cause you got a new life now, and people who love you and won't let anyone hurt you anymore," I said, and put all my love into my voice when I said it.

I saw him glow with the words and Rodney added "What he said bro," causing Daren to look at him before turning back to me again.

I don't know how it happened, but our faces drifted closer together and before we knew it we were kissing and our arms were going around each other; everything else forgotten for the moment.

I never knew kissing could feel soooooo good, I thought as I was lost in the feel, taste and smell of the one I loved more than anything else in the world.

It was someone giggling that brought us part way back, as we groaned with the feelings going through us.

"How do ya guys breathe?" Rodney asked giggling, which brought us the rest of the way back to the here and now, as we both released each other and glared at him.

"Hey, don't look at me like that, I wasn't the ones fishing." he said laughing.

Daren and I looked at one another and then smiling went back to what we were doing.

It was so easy to get lost in him and the feelings just holding and kissing him were causing me were so intense that Mom's words from earlier were coming back to me. If it was this way now what would it be like when we actually touched each other down there?


That was all I could think as I wanted to do just that right then, more than anything to ease the ache that had arisen, but instead I pulled back as Daren just looked at me smiling and I knew he felt exactly the same way and about the same thing as we both sat there gasping for breath.

"You're going to hurt someone with those things" Rodney impudently said, causing us to do what we hadn't done yet which was to look down at each other.

He might be right at that, wow.

"That or drown someone" he added giggling, causing us to look at each other and smile evil grins as we both reached out and grabbed a suddenly squealing little brother and begin tickling him.

He might be right about that too, but you just couldn't let a little brother get away with something like that.

He didn't fight as hard as he usually did and I knew it was because he was afraid of hurting Daren and I loved him even more for that, as we tickled him until he was the one in danger of drowning others as he cried "Please, Okay God, I'm gonna pee, stop, please!" all in between his giggling.

We didn't stop until he was actually grabbing himself and screaming between the giggling fits that he couldn't stop, and then we let him go and watched him run out of the room to the bathroom still giggling all the way.

It felt so good to just be kids again for a little while, after everything that had been happening, forgetting for a while all that had happened, and Daren probably hadn't been able to be one at all, so it was even better for him.

When he came back he was glaring at us with a nice wet spot in the front of his pants as he stopped and said "It's not funny."

Daren and I looked at each other and both said at the same time "Yes it is," breaking down into laughter causing him to glare even harder at us which caused us to laugh even more before I said, "Well, now you match us." and he did.

"Well at least I don't have that problem." he said, pointing and we took notice that he was right.

"Ya better make em go away before you go into Mom and dad." he added evilly.

"We've seen them before you know." Mom said from the doorway, causing us to blush and cover the offending items before Daren and I grinned sheepishly at each other and let our hands fall to our sides shrugging our shoulders in defeat while Rodney just giggled.

Mom walked into the room and walked over to us smiling and placed a hand on each of our shoulders as she said, "Do you need to take care of that boys?" to us, causing us to blush again as we quickly shook our heads.

We did, but we weren't going to admit it in front of her.

She chuckled and as if she could read our minds said, "I imagine you wouldn't tell me if you did."

I gave her an evil grin and said, "Well actually we do, but we can wait till later" and it was her that started coughing and laughing now, while Rodney just giggled some more and Daren looked like a fish.

"What am I going to do with you guys?" she finally said, shaking her head and smiling fondly at us.

"Give us a hug?" I suggested.

"Come here you." she said, pulling me and Daren into a big hug and saying "I love you," to the both of us and I felt Rodney come over as well and soon it was a four way hug.

When we let go she was looking at all of us and finally said, "Well except for that" pointing downward "I take it everything is alright?"

"Yeah Mom, he was just worried about some stuff he shouldn't have, but he's cool now and I got a new brother" Rodney replied smiling.

"Really" Daren asked, and I thought he really liked that word.

"Yeah really bro." Rodney said with a huge grin at him.

"Okay, now I want you to listen to me for a minute, okay?" Mom asked all serious now

We glanced at each other, suddenly nervous but all said "Okay" to her.

"You're going to hear some things in the next little while, and I want you to be prepared for it. It's not pretty and it's going to be very hard on your father. This is something he has lived with since he was just a little older than you are Kalen, and it's haunted him ever since."

"What happened Mom? Is it about that name?" I asked.

"Yeah baby it's about Lucas and I'll leave what happened to your dad, but well, just know it's not going to be any easier to hear than it is for him to tell." she told us.

We all glanced at each other before Rodney said "Thanks Mom."

She nodded her head and we headed off towards the office.

Dad was sitting on the floor with his back to the couch and Dale had apparently left, as he was no longer there.

Mom went over and sat on the couch next to him and we went over without thinking and sat around him with me ending up in his lap.

He wrapped one arm around Rodney and me and the other around Daren pulling us close as he began.

"This is going to be hard on me, guys, it's not something I have talked about in a long, long time." he said, already sounding far away and I knew he was leaving us and moving back into the past when he was just a boy.

"It's why I reacted the way I did when I saw Daren, it's why you're being gay truly doesn't bother me, and why I think it's finally time to tell you something I never wanted  you to have to understand, hatred." he said, now far away from the here and now.

"Lucas…Where do I start? Lucas was…he was smart, funny, sweet, protective, he was my best friend and he was my first love, my only love until your mother came along, he was everything to me and then one day I lost my heart and soul and didn't find it until Joanne gave it back to me." he told us, as we sat quietly enraptured with his words and the soft lost cadence to them.

"You see I met Lucas when I was just 8 years old, hell I didn't even like him at first, but then one day…."

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"Class, I would like to introduce a new student this morning; his name is Lucas Williams and he is just transferring in from Los Angeles." Mrs. Bartlett said and I could now place a name to the new kid I had noticed as we came into the class this morning.

He didn’t look like much that was for sure and wouldn't even hold his head up when she brought him up front of the class.

After introductions she put him in a seat on the side of the room and we got to work.

Recess that morning proved that he was going to be the new whipping boy as the bullies made straight for him and wouldn't leave him alone for nothing, but he did the worst thing he could've done which was start crying; which only made them mess with him even more.

I was glad that they had a new boy to pick on, but I was kinda sad too to see it, why couldn't they just leave him alone?

I guess they decided to find something else to do because they eventually left him alone leaving him sitting on the ground crying.

When he got up he walked in my direction where I was reading and I said as he passed "Don't be such a cry-baby." to him and immediately felt bad, as he looked like I had hit him or something which made me angry since I hadn't been one of the ones to do something to him.

I didn't realize then that my words hurt more than the blows would have.

"Don't look at me like that; I didn't do nothing to you." I said meanly, but he just looked away and walked on.

The first few days were a repeat of the first one and I watched as they wouldn't leave him in peace.

He had tried to talk to me a couple of times, but I didn't want to have anything to do with him so I just called him "Cry-baby" and walked off.

He'd just attract the others back to me and I didn't want to deal with them again.

What I had thought that first day was true, he was a cry-baby, and I didn't like cry-babies; especially since that was what they had always called me.

As the days passed into weeks, it seemed that things were getting worse now with the bullies pushing him down and then one day he told on them when they pushed him into the mud at lunch.

That was not going to be good, because they were going to kick his ass for it, I just knew it.

I saw him after school that day and he said "Hi." but I just said, "You shouldn't have done that sissy, now your ass is grass." and I walked away.

"What am I supposed to do then, they won't leave me alone." he yelled at my back, but I wouldn't answer him.

There wasn't nothing you could do except fight but I knew he'd never be able to do that, I could do it, but I never had and I just couldn’t see him doing it, ever.

The boys had been suspended for three days, but they would be back and when they did I got really worried cause they didn't go near him all day, or the next, or the next one after that either.

Something was up, something bad.

I could see this had crossed Lucas's mind as well because he walked around constantly looking like he was expecting it, and completely confused that he wasn't getting it.

It was four days after they came back that I was in the bathroom when I heard some other boys come in and I knew immediately who it was, as they were very loud.

I kept real quiet in the stall as they went and started going pee and talking.

Talking about getting Lucas, hurting Lucas, hurting him real bad.

I listened as they talked about what they were going to do and felt my insides go cold at hearing what they planned.

They left, but I didn't.

Not for a long time.

When I finally did, it was to spend the rest of the day thinking about what I had heard and what to do about it.

I got held back in class to clean the chalkboards as I hadn't been paying attention to Mrs. Bartlett, so I was late getting dismissed from school and took off running.

I knew where they were going to do it, and it wasn't that far from my house, surprisingly but I just hoped I could get there in time.

I couldn't.

When I did run up, it was to find them pulling him to his feet crying and begging them to stop and it was obvious they had hit him already from the blood on his clothes and coming from his nose.

"Leave him alone!" I yelled, as I ran up to them and could see the shock in Lucas's eyes as well as gratitude while there was surprise in the other three boys eyes before they started laughing.

Timmy hit Lucas in the stomach dropping him to the ground again. "I SAID LEAVE HIM ALONE!!!" I screamed as they now walked towards me.

I had never fought, but dad had made sure I knew how, so I guess now I would find out.

"Oh, one little sissy is going to protect the other one, how sweet." Timmy said nastily, as I waited, and for some reason, I couldn't resist as I said, "Yep and this sissy is going to kick your asses."

That made their faces turn red and instead of walking towards me they began to run.

Oh shit!


Editor's Notes:

Oh my God! Lucas was very special. Even Robert realised it, even back then. I know this story is going to be great. It is in fact great already, and it is only going to get better. I won't tell you any more or I would have to kill you. I have been sworn to secrecy. This is definitely a story where you will need plenty of tissues. That I promise you; just wait and see.

Darryl AKA The Radio Rancher

Clan Archivist Review Notes:

This story keeps on getting better with each and every chapter. The characters and the story continue to take on new depth and life. Daren still has a lot to learn about being loved; but it looks like Rodney will help him. I wish everyone had a younger brother as loveable and understanding as Rodney.

I have a very strange feeling that the story of Lucas and Robert is not going to be an easy one to read.

Thanks Dark Star for another job well done.

TSL aka The Story Lover