- Step brother becomes my love – part 1
- Step brother becomes my love – part 2
Step brother becomes my love – part 2 continues..
Forgetting I wasn’t looking at anyone, I raised my head, shaking it vehemently. The last thing I wanted was for my mother to hang around and dote on me when I just wanted to be left alone. “No, no. Please, go out, have a good time! That way you guys won’t catch whatever it is that I’ve got. Please, don’t let me keep you here.”
“Are you sure, honey,” Mom asked, with concern on her face.
“Of course I’m sure, Mom. You know me, I’ll just be sleeping and playing online. Go, have fun.” I took my mug from her. She knew just the way I liked it. One third creamer, three packets of Splenda, and a little coffee to top it off. “I don’t want Grandma and Grandpa to be disappointed.”
“Well, okay, if you’re sure.”
“I’m sure, Mom.”
“Just take it easy today, promise?”
Smiling, I kissed her on the cheek. “Promise.” With that, I retreated to my room. Ah, solitude, my best friend. Online gaming with coffee in hand, my favorite pastime.
Twenty minutes later while I was taming a horse online, there was a knock on the door. Todd stuck his head in as I peered at him from under my hood. “Well, we’re going to head out, Dan. It’ll be nice and quiet for you, too. We’re dropping Deric off at a friend’s house and Ben left a while ago to talk to one of the college counselors about scholarships. We’ll see you in a couple of hours, okay?”
“Yeah, sure.”
“Feel better.”
Thirty minutes later, I was in Britain trying desperately to help kill the Ettin that was lurking outside the gate. Beside me was one of my best buddies, Lord Kendrick. I’d met him in my first week of playing nearly two years ago and we’d helped each other out with things in game and in life. He told me all about his football team and how he was sorry that he’d disappointed his dad when he’d told his old man that he loved football and hated baseball with a passion.
His old man was a baseball fanatic and had tried to push it onto his son since before he could walk. Apparently, his dad was sad over the baseball, but was there for every game his son played, cheering him on. I, in turn, told him about my father trying to kill me and me landing in a psych ward. At first he didn’t believe me, but as our friendship grew, so did our trust in one another. We talked about school, things we wanted to do with our lives, and every little thing that popped into our head.
“So, how’s the new family working out,” he typed as he delivered a devastating blow to Ettin’s head.
“You wouldn’t believe how miserable I am,” I responded, rapidly trying to heal both of our wounds from a safe distance.
“Oh yeah? That bad, huh?” Ettin hit his foot, causing him to limp around the page.
“Well, not all of it. I mean, the guy my mom is marrying is alright and the little twerp is kind of cool when he’s not trying to shoot everyone with a squirt gun.” I dove in with my sword and . . . Missed. Crap. I needed to work on my anatomy so I didn’t miss so much. He was getting all the good shots!
“So, what’s the problem? The bully you were telling me about from school? He’s the guy’s son, isn’t he?”
“Yeah, the jackass. He moved into my room, even slept in my bed last night!”
“LOL! Where did you sleep?”
My emotional italics showed me bowing my head in shame. “In the bed next to him.”
“ROFLMAO!” He swung his sword and hit Ettin in the chest. “You’re kidding me, aren’t you? Seriously man? Did you snuggle until dawn?”
“STFU man! You have no idea how traumatizing that was after he tormented me through the wedding celebration.” The Ettin hit me in the head and my plate mail may have been damaged. I swung again and hit him in the jaw. “If I tell you something, you promise not to freak out on me?”
“In the two years we’ve known each other, have I ever freaked out? Well, besides the whole thing about you almost dying by your psychotic father and all that.” He grinned at me.
“Okay, here goes.” On a sigh, I stared at my keyboard. This guy was one of my best friends even though we had never met in person. If he couldn’t accept what I was about to tell him, then no one would. Somehow, saying it to him in game seemed more real to me than any of the conversations I’d had in person with counselors over the years. “He got me off last night.”
“WTF? Say that one more time?”
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. “He got me off last night and I don’t think I’ve ever been more turned on.” With a devastating blow to Ettin’s head, I said, “I’m gay and the biggest bully I’ve ever met is the guy that I like. How sick and twisted is that?”
“Holy @&$%!!!!!” Ettin delivered a killing blow to Lord Kendrick, and his body fell to the ground. Quickly pulling up my spirit speaking skill, I found him and conversed with his spirit. “Hey, man, um, I’ll be right back as soon as I get resurrected. Can you grab my stuff and meet me by the west bridge?”
“Yeah, sure. I’ll be right there!”
His little spirit quickly ran off to get resurrected as I began looting his body. I was only able to do that because we were just outside of the protection of the guards. Did he have any idea what this was doing to my Karma?
I met up with him at the west bridge and handed over his stuff. “Um, that Ettin was pretty tough, huh?” With my emotional italics, I kicked at a pebble.
Kendrick’s italics showed him ruffling my hair. “Don’t worry about it. You’re not the first sick and twisted guy I’ve ever met. Hell, you tried to kill yourself after your father failed. You think this shocks me? Never.”
“LOL You’re a b’stard, you know that?”
“Yeah, but that’s why we get along. Hey, I’ve got to go, I’ve got a meeting at college. I’ll talk to you later, okay?”
“Yeah, cya later, Kendrick.”
“And, Dan?”
“Yeah?”
“Don’t stress about it. Everything will work out fine, I’m sure of it.”
“Yeah.”
He logged off and so did I. I just didn’t feel like playing anymore. Granted, I’d now been on for over an hour, but for me that was an extremely short period of time seeing as how I could be on for six hours at a time and not even realize it. Told you I was a dork.
I left the computer up and crawled into bed fully clothed. Now that the house was quiet, I really was tired. Last night hadn’t been exactly restful, all things considered.
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