Accuracy

Still Ill

The old iron bridge, was on the hillside of the area. A place where only cars that were going on trips, moving, or simply were like them going on a drive on the countryside. The music played loudly from the car, the smell of fresh air mixing with Robert's cigarettes next to him along with the scent of flowers, and the gas from cars passing by. Morrissey wore the black shades he'd been given, staring over at the fields and the roads. "Let's take a quick stop." Robert said suddenly, as he took a left pulling into the dirt at the side of the road. "Thank God, needed to get off for a moment." Morrissey said as he unbuckled and got off stretching. "Y'know, we're not far from the bridge? We could walk from here." Robert explained as he put out his cigarette, and tossed the bud back into the bag. "Like.. maybe 20 minutes of a walk? 10 maybe with a run." Robert explained. He could hear Morrissey shuffling around behind him. "Tag." was all Morrissey said before he ran off into the field. "Hey! That's unfair!" Robert cried out as he ran after him. Robert ran over flowers and weeds which grew high, some taller then him the deeper he got. He could hear Moz's running ahead still, the way the grass would leave slight imprints as the the two ran. Yet when the sound of flowing water hit his ears, he'd notice the running had stopped and a step would be taken every now and then. Even the longest flowers couldn't hide the blue eyes he could see peering back at him though the weeds. He looked away purposefully as the soft chuckle and loudness of breathing made it clear to him, that he was infront of him. And like that he jumped forward tumbling into the boy as he would yelp. The two would roll over on thr grass, laughing before looking into one another's eyes again. The city dullness out of the pairs faces, replaced with one of life. "Tag." Robert said as he tapped Morrissey who stuck his tongue out. He helped him up, as the two would win the grass off. Only a few stains left on the clothes. "What's with you and accuracy?" Morrissey asked as he caught his breath. "It's just something I have, like a 6th sense. Like a cat almost." Robert said as he wiped the sweat off his face. "I like cats." Morrissey said simply before looking ahead, up the river. "There's the bridge." he said simply looking ahead. Robert nodded as the two would start to walk towards it. The sun still bright in the sky, only slightly going orange. Soon the sunlight would peak though only small spaces as they say under the bridge together. There was a few signs others had been there before them. Blanket on the floor, a jacket thrown aside, and a bit of garbage here and there. Morrissey would move the trash into a corner before the pair would sit down. Robert placed the bag aside, putting a rock on top of it to keep anything from spilling or the bag in general from flying away. "You're a fast runner, you know that?" Robert said sitting next to him. "Being fast keeps you out of trouble when it comes." he said smoothly to him. "I haven't learned much about your life y'know, personally." Robert said as he saw Moz's eyes gleam as if he had been waiting his entire life for someone to say that. "Well recent life or, just the whole story?" Morrissey asked. "Anything, and everything." Robert said looking deeply into his eyes. "When I was born, my mother wants able to birth me correctly. They weren't sure if I was to live or die, and thus they stuck and took things out of me for awhile, then yeah. And I swear on my life my sister tried to murder me when I was a baby." Morrissey mused towards the end. "What was wrong with you?" he asked intrigued. "Think my mouth was shut or something, of course the world tried to shut me up from birth!" Morrissey said with a laugh. "Oh, and they weren't able too. Sadly." Robert joked as Morrissey playfully pushed him."But yes, other then that.. Had the average annoying sensual teacher in grade school. Never got hit though then, only close calls. Was always insulted in the end though, don't get me started when I started for when I mentioned I was becoming interested in music." Morrissey went on. "A queer the teachers and once friends laughed at me. Don't get me started the more it was said when I said I couldn't understand what the girls about me wanted from me at times." he said disapproval in his voice. "Even when I knew, still was closer to the music so a queer is my nickname in school, but that's how it's been for almost 5 years now, it's nothing, nothing new." Morrissey said before looking into the river. "A queer because you like music and don't show interest back in girls? That's.." Robert said trying to find the word. "Barbaric? Gruesome?" Morrissey suggested. "Exactly, if only you came to my school.." Robert said putting his arm over his shoulder. "Well, a year or so ago I joined Y.W.C.A" he said in a light voice. "Young woman Christian association or whatever?" Robert questioned. "I liked it there, nobody called me a queer, got some odd looks by the men of course because. What's a young man in here for? Why is he here learning self defense with women?" he mocked. "People make fun of anything don't they?" Robert said with a sigh. "Might as well bomb London. And that stupid sea side city, dull grey London." Morrissey said in a musical voice. "I agree somewhat, anything else about your life, family wise maybe?" Robert asked. "This sounds like a perfect drama movie, after I say my life, I die here happy." he smiled. "And what? I cry here alone?" he questioned. "We die together, make it tragic." he said snapping his fingers. "I have an older sister. Erm Jackie. Older by two years, she moved out awhile ago. I used to live in a townhouse with my aunt and grandma living the next apartment over. But soon the city called to have it made into nothing so we moved. Then my aunt left for America, and my grandma moved away, leaving my family. And my parents divorced, so we moved into where we live now. Had a job at Y.W.C.A, quit just because I could-" he dragged on being cut off. "You sure just because?" Robert questioned him. "I was too shy fine. There." Morrissey said quickly as Robert nodded. "Let me go on, it's my story, my life!" Morrissey said sitting straight. "Anyways my dad doesn't agree at all with my way of life, and thus tried to make me more masculine or whatever, so I just dropped meeting him anymore, then you walked into my life and here we are!" Morrissey said going loud towards the end, stretching out his hands. He felt Robert hug him to which he fell into. "And what's your 5 seconds of life's story?" Morrissey asked closing his eyes hugging him back. "Older siblings, mother and father like most people. Musically gifted from a young people is what people told me. Tried to learn piano, but my sister was better at it so I quit and learned guitar. I've had my small romances, and times around the town. Fights and such, living life adventurous." Robert explained as he closed his eyes too. The sun which shone on them now as the sun went down. Their shadows merged into one being as the two hugged, as if conjoined to one another. The two opened their eyes staring at one another. Morrissey leaned in, tilting his head as Robert followed. It was a quick moment. A moment which felt soft, not a moment of lust or steaminess. Just a simple moment where everything felt fuzzy. The sound of the river, the warm sunlight, song of the crickets, cars in the distance, and the light sound of wind. Everything was ever of perfect now, it was a blessed moment. It was a soft kiss. Till Morrissey pulled back with a hum. Robert smiled at him before kissing his forehead. "So what am I to you?" Morrissey asked as he did. "Something wonderful. Whatever this relationship could be to you." Robert said pulling back. "Lovers?" Morrissey suggested caressing his cheek with a grin of hopefulness. "Lovers possibly? I think it's a bit too early." Robert said nodding before leaning in again. "Wanna kiss again?" Robert asked not getting an answer as Morrissey closed the distance. He sat on his knees as he kissed him this time, as Robert kissed back, to which Morrissey relaxed and eased again letting him do most of the kissing. Morrissey slid a hand behind Robert as he did. The two taking breaks every now and then before going back in. Morrissey laid on his back to the dirt as the two kept kissing. Morrissey let out a low hum on the floor as he looked back at Robert who was taking a break.