The Last Run

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Luke POV
"Sage, stop running around. You'll hurt yourself!!" I heard John yell from the toilet. Then a flush. Then the bathroom door open and close, without missing the little creek that it makes. I'm in the kitchen getting dinner ready. "Hey, babe. Cooking again? I told you need to stop!" John explained. "It's hard. I just miss her. It isn't fair, John!!" I sobbed. It's been almost a year since we lost our daughter, Allison. I miss her so much. I can still hear her saying, "Do you need help with dinner, Daddy?" She was only 9 years old. John and I adopted her right after we graduated high school. We got married, had our family, and live happily here in our house in Phoenix, Arizona. I put my head into John's chest as I cried. "I guess Mr. Macho from high school is gone, eh?" John implied. "Shut up, that was 11 years ago!" I stated. We began to laugh, since it was true. John became a little less shy these past years, while I have become, and still am becoming, extremely clingy and kind of feminine. Sage walked in and said, "Hey, where's my hug!? I haven't gotten one in like forever!!" Sage is my biological kid. A year after Allison, we decided to have a surrogate and make one of the kids biologically ours. I stood up and volunteered to sleep with a woman, since, let's be honest, it isn't a living Hell for a gay guy. I mean, sure gay guys prefer penis, while straight guys prefer vagina. Lol, I sound like a science or health teacher using those words. "You can have a hug, after you go and take off your uniform and hang it in your closet," I said. Sage nodded and ran up the stairs. I give John a kiss after Sage leaves and continue dinner with John's arms wrapped around my waist and his head resting on my shoulder. I guess you can say we are living happily ever after.

Aiden POV
It's been almost a year, I thought. Noah left. He left for the ARMY, and I miss him so much. "Aiden, what's wrong?" I hear a voice say. I break into tears of sadness. How much I wish that voice and the man standing behind me to be Noah, but it wasn't. How much I wish for Noah to come back, but he hasn't. How much I wish Noah to call, but he doesn't. I wish so much everyday, but none of which come true. I get up from the sofa and walk over to Angel, who's been out of prison for around 6 months. We've become really close and there isn't a day that he doesn't check up on me. I'm still trying to deal with the fact that the last time I spoke to Noah was the day he'd gone to Iraq. The last thing he said to me was 'I love you', and with that he left me behind. Alone and depressed. Every night I cry myself to sleep, wondering if he had any sleep, if he'd eaten anything at all. At times, I wondered if he was alive. I run to Angel and hug him for a very long time. Then I hear the door close. It couldn't have been Angel who closed it since he's in my arms obviously. But if it wasn't Angel, then who was it? I peep my head over Angel's shoulder and I mentally slapped myself. I couldn't believe who stood before my eyes. I couldn't move. Angel gently pulled away from my clutch as I stood frozen. I felt a tear run down my face as the man walked towards me. He looked into my eyes and said what he said every evening around 7pm, "Aiden, I'm home".

Kathleen POV
Another day, another regret. I'm still alone. I continue to be single after Ricky. That asshole. I want to murder him. But I'm not going to kill someone because of my own mistake. I fell for him and I gave myself to him, just to find out he'd used me. I may not have given my virginity to him, but it doesn't mean he hasn't seen me without clothes on. I exposed myself to him. To make my luck worse, now we're neighbors. We both moved into the same apartment building here in Downtown Los Angeles around the same month or so. Oh well I guess. I have to admit, I still love him. When we see each other in the hall, it's awkward. I remember the day that he admitted to me that after that day, he began to develop actual feelings for me. He said that he wanted to tell me back in high school, but he didn't have the balls to. I wanted him to feel sorry for what he did to me, even though it was unfair. I miss him so much that it kills me inside every time we meet up in the lobby and don't say a word to each other. *Knock Knock Knock*. I get up to see who it is. I look through the peephole and see Ricky with a bouquet of daisies and one rose in the center. I take a silent breath, and slowly open the door. I see Ricky look up, his eyes red and puffy like he'd been crying. "What's wrong, Ricky?" I ask. "I have no idea. I, um, got these for you," Ricky said holding the flowers in front of me. I take the flowers, throw them to the wall, and pull him in for a kiss. He fights for release but gives up after a couple of seconds. We kiss passionately until I lose my grip on the door and we go moving backwards into the living room. He pulls away and throws me onto the sofa. I begin unbuttoning his shirt, as he rips off my blouse. We gaze into each others eyes until we begin to make love to each other, for the first time in what feels like forever.
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The End. Fin. Finis. La Fin.
(English, Spanish, Latin, French)

Well, that's the end of High School Life. I'm sorry if Kathleen's POV was crappy. I really like I did the best job with Aiden's POV, with Noah coming back from war and all. I'm sorry this story came to end so quickly, but it was a great book to write and I had fun writing it and leaving maybe one or two cliffhangers. You guys have showed so much support with the reads, no comments, but that's cool. Well, here we part ways and end High School Life.

Peace and Love,
Kaiden Hyde

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