Personal Powers

Another Pointless Meeting

Walking to my house from prison was very unusual. I started seeing everything differrntly, this place was not the same one anymore.

People stared at me the whole train ride. Every time I moved from one place to another, people quickly would move out of the way. I seemed like the opposite side of a magnet that pushed things away.

I heard whispers everywhere I went.
"He's the guy that destroyed the park like three times" I heard a woman say to one of her friends. I looked over at her and she quickly looked the other away. I just tried not to think too much about it, I just wanted to get home as fast as possible.

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I open the front door of my house, no one was here. Good thing because I didn't feel like talking to anyone. I needed alone time.

The first thing I do is wash up. I had not taken a shower since two days ago and it was disgusting. I still had dirt on my arms from the fight. I also had some marks and dried blood on my face.

This place was unbelievable, they didn't send a nurse to check on me and help clean my face from some of the blood. I could have gotten an infection. But good thing I didn't.

I continued to wash my self up. And after about half an hour, I felt new and refreshed. I put on some sweatpants and a t-shirt and just layed on my bed thinking about what had happened.

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I was getting pretty bored so I decided to call Dylan.

"Hello" Dylan answered.

"Hey Dylan, it's me Ethan" I responded.

"Ohh Ethan! Are you okay? They let you out?" He asked right away.

"Yeah, they let me out this morning, with no apparent reason" I told him.

"That's weird" He responded.

"Hey, can you come over, I'm kind of bored and want to talk to you about something " I asked him. I got kind of nervous when I asked him, I didn't want him to say no.

"Yeah sure, I'll be there right away" He responded.

"Okay, see you in a bit" I said and hang up.

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I hear a knock on the door. I ran down the stairs and opened the door. I saw Dylan standing there, looking so innocent. He was wearing skinny blue jeans and a blue t-shirt. He does love the color blue.

"Come in" I told him.
He entered the house and I closed the door behind him. We walked up the stairs and into my room. He sat in my bed as I closed the door of my room.

"What do you want to talk about?" He asked me after getting confortable on my bed.

"I wanted to talk about what I heard while I was in prison"

"Sure, tell me" He responded.

"So the night before letting me go, I overheard the conversation between the guard and the master. You know, the one who run everything down here"

"Yeah, I know who he is, continue on" said Dylan as he got closer to me.

"So I heard that they wanted to keep me happy because I could be useful on the war" I said and Dylan's eyes quickly widen after what he had heard.

"What war? We haven't been on a war for a long time now" he said while throwing his hands on the air.

"That's what I said. I guess they are starting one, and they're using us to win the war" I said.

"This is ridiculous, what's the point of starting a war?" He asked.

"I don't know but I'm not letting this happen" I said, " That's why I need your help and Emma's and London's help to stop this".

"Of course we would help" He quickly said, " We can meet later and talk about the details".

"Yeah" I responded while leaning back a little bit on the bed.

I saw Dylan looking at my forehead in a strange way. I was wondering what he was looking at.

"Hey Ethan, you're bleeding from that mark on your forehead " He said.

"Shit!" I responded, "That son of a bitch really hurt me, I don't want to see his ass never again".

"Let me get a tissue from the bathroom. Don't worry about it, he won't do anything else" Dylan said as he stood up and walked towards the bathroom.

After about a minute or two, he came back with a box of tissues and a glass of water. He took one of the tissues and put water over it. He then got face to face with me and gently put the wet tissue over the cut.

"Ouch" I whispered as he slowly moved the wet tissue from one side to the other.

"I'm sorry, does it really hurt?" He asked.

"A little bit" I responded while looking down at my crossed legs on my bed.

I looked up and met with Dylan's eyes. He was looking through my soul. His blue eyes behind his glasses made me shiver from the excitement on my stomach. I slowly closed my eyes and he slowly removed his hand from my forehead and I felt the tissue fall to the floor as his lips kissed mines.

His soft lips made me feel safe and confortable. He slowly put his arms around my back and I pushed myself towards him. I could feel him breathing heavily each time I pressed my lips against his.

Things got more and more intense as time went by. We were no longer taking breaks between kisses and we're not longer far apart. I let Dylan's tongue explore my mouth just like an European exploring the Americans with much excitement and having no clue of what to find. My heart was already beating fast enough that I was getting tired.

I pushed Dylan back and he felt on the bed on his back. I got on top of him and and kept passively kissing him. I couldn't control myself. I felt all this pleasure that I haven't felt on a long time. And the fact that it was with someone I loved made everything seem like a dream.

I took Dylan's glasses and put it on the table next to my bed. I took his blue t-shirt off and he took mines off. His bare chest and abs made me tingle in side. I passed my hands through his chest and stomach and he laughed a little. I bent down for one more kiss before I started making my way down.

I made my way to his neck. I passionately kissed his neck and made him feel the same pleasure I was feeling. I made my way to his chest and abs leaving plenty of kisses behind. I took his belt off and lowered his pants. I saw his huge bulge showing through his boxers. I couldn't beleive what I was about to do. I was excited, nervous, and happy.

But this didn't last. I looked up before pulling his boxers down and he was looking at me with worrying eyes.

"What's wrong Dylan? I thought you wanted this" I said while backing away.

"I'm sorry Ethan, I can't do this. I'm with London" he said, "I love you and all but I can't do this to London. I moved on Ethan".

"Then what was all of this?! Clearly you didn't move on because you were enjoying it" I screamed at him.

"I know, I know but I have to be loyal" he said while putting his pants and shirt on. That was a dumb excuse, My heart was once again broke. I can't beleive this is happening again. I can never get a fucking break.

"Whatever Dylan. Just don't tell anyone about this, just tell Emma and London that we are meeting tomorrow after school" I said with my back facing him.

"I'm sorry Ethan" He repeated and I was tired of it.

"Yeah, whatever" I said. I heard the door of my room open, then I heard the front door open and close.

I just laid there on my sweatpants with no shirt on.

I laid there like an idiot with a sad face on.

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Hi loved ones

Poor Ethan, It seems like Dylan moved on. But I'm not sure about that, Ethan does have a point, Dylan seemed to enjoy it. But anyways, more chapters on the way as fast as possible.

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Bye from the other side.......