A Bite From Skylar (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 2: The SnowStorm & The Move.

This book will contain sexual references between two men/guys. If you don’t like it then don’t read it. If you don’t like books with homosexual love in it, then simply don’t read BoyxBoy books!

1 last thing, I’m dyslexic so therefore please accept my apologies for the unbelievable amount of spelling and grammatical mistakes.

As Jakib left the cafeteria, it started to snow outside, this didn’t make any sense as this morning it was over 25 degrees centigrade.  It’s like when Jakib’s around, he has this power which makes everything perfect. Don’t get me wrong, I love the cold and the rain, but the sun is also okay. Although I don’t tan nor do I burn.

Loving him is fine, but to be with him would be ten times better.

Anyways...

As the storm got progressively worst, it started turning to slushy snow, a sort of mix between snow, ice and water. After school I wanted to go a walk around the town, it was quite an elegant place to be quite honest. When I was a young boy, 5 years old to be exact, my parents left me; they didn’t want me for some reason. Something much has been wrong about me. But anyways, when I was 7 years old, I was adopted by a man named Leonardo. He was more of a dad than my biological father was, but unluckily for me, Leonardo died 2 years ago. To live through and cope with the death of your 2nd father at the age of 15 I believe is amazing. In fact, for someone to cope so well at any age without a mother, father or any family at all is an achievement.

Well, once I had finished walking around like a tramp, I decided I would go to the graveyard to visit Leonardo. As I approached the demonic sanctuary where the dead body’s layer buried deep beneath the earth, I saw a layer of fog escaping the gates. As I slowly entered, I searched around like a grave robber. I hadn’t been here for several years. After a good 20 minutes passed, I finally found the damaged but still readable gravestone, on the headstone the text read;

                                                Here lies our good friend and soul mate.

                                                                Leonardo Vladimire

                                                D.O.B 27th June 1973

                                                D.O.D 22nd March 2009

                                                Rest in Peace Friend. Forever In Our Hearts.

As I blew a kiss to his gravestone, a shivering feeling came over me as if I was in danger. I ignored this feeling as I knew I was able to defend myself.

I walked out of the graveyard with my head held high as I knew I was proud to be his “son”.

I walked home at an unbelievably slow pace until I felt a kind of breathing on my shoulders. I hastily turned around to find nothing but a cold breeze blowing in my face.

I turned back around and continued to walk, my small empty house stood insight until this time I was sure I felt someone’s breath on my neck & Shoulders. I reached behind me and grabbed them and asked him in an irritated tone what they think they were doing. But then I realised who I was pissed off at. It was Jakib, but of course I was no longer annoyed now knowing who it was.

“What the hell are you playing at?” I whispered loudly.

“I just wanted to see your face one last time before I go to sleep.” He replied with a cute smile on his face as he exclaimed. “But what were you doing in the graveyard?” He asked.