Jordan slept with Danny's old faded blue sweatshirt, Danny's scent almost gone but the feel, the softness felt good under his cheek. Some nights, he locked the door and jerked off slow and easy, looking at Danny's pictures. Other times, he was angry and nearly hurt himself trying to get past the pain. But some nights, like tonight, he just missed him; couldn't gather up the energy to do more than hold the sweatshirt and lay staring at the ceiling. He knew he needed to tell Danny about Markie, so he reached for the phone.
"Hey Dan." It was funny how distance made him awkward; how fast he got insecure with the one person who knew him so well.
"Hi Jordy," Danny's soft voice flew across the miles. "Everything going good?"
"Yeah. You?"
"My workouts are getting better. The professor says I'm making progress. When classes start, I'll do all my therapy early in the morning and after dinner."
"Don't max out, Dan. I worry about you doing too much, trying too hard."
"Don't worry about me. I'm fine." Danny always tried to steer the conversation away from his therapy. It was hell and going really slow because of all the years he'd wasted. "How're classes?"
"Same ole......same ole. Only have 12 months to go till I'm done."
"You gonna work this summer, Jordy?"
"Yeah, I've got my job at the labs and I'm gonna work at The Outback waiting tables."
Danny was confused. "Why Jordy? Why two jobs? You aren't gonna take classes too, are you?"
"Yeah, a couple. I'm gonna try to have a light class load the last semester. I have to intern at the high school and other stuff is gonna be happening."
"What other stuff?"
Jordan sighed. This just got more and more complicated. "Danny?'
"What Jordy? What?" Danny could hear the tone Jordy took when he was gonna lay something big on him.
"Marks is pregnant."
"WHAT?" Just for a split second, Danny panicked. "JORDAN??"
Confused by the sound in Danny's voice, Jordan started to say, 'what?' and then it struck him.............Good God!! "Daniel Alan Trainor!!!!! My GOD!! You are so gonna get it."
"I thought you meant..........," Danny gasped.
"Danny? Baby?" Jordan sighed the word. "That would SO never happen."
"I just..........."
"What? You're gone for 2 months and I turn straight?"
"I just thought maybe.......""Dan! There's a blue tattoo on my butt that I take VERY seriously."
"Jordy," Jordan heard his baby giggle.
"Yeah, it says I'm the very personal property of one Daniel Alan Trainor. That's you."
"Yep, that's me. Jordy? Are you by yourself?"
"Nope. I've got the entire FSU football team in here and I've been a very busy boy..........of course I'm by myself, you nut."
"I thought maybe Markie........,"
"Dan! She's having a baby. It's not mine. I'm gonna help her; not sleep with her, doofus."
"What happened?"
"Well, I'd venture a guess that she got nekkid with that jerk and he.........."
"JORDY!!!"
"Okay, okay. She says it's Jeffrey Holden's and she isn't gonna tell him and she doesn't like him at all and she's totally ballistic about the whole thing."
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Just Hit 'Send' By Grasshopper
Non-FictionIt all started with a question from one confused boy, "Will someone listen?" and was sealed with an answer from another "I will." From a conversation to forever; Jordan and Danny's story is full of trials and struggle, where Jordan fights for his fa...