More Or Less

Chapter 2 Friend or Foe?

A.N
I won't lie, I truly did not expect so much support on my first chapter. It was fascinating. I won't do many author's notes because they are pretty lame, but I just want to thank you. Also, sorry about the wait. I just joined a boys soccer team and a girls travel basketball team. I write this stuff at 4 a.m.
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It's been nearly a week since I have met Josh, my mate. I don't really understand what this whole "gay" and "sex" thing, but I guess I have some involvement with them. I should probably figure out what they mean soon because Josh expects me to know these things. I am still confused about if we are supposed to have gay or if we are supposed to have sex. I can't remember which is which.

"Hey Harmon, I need to ask you something." Josh said as we were walking through a forest.

"Yeah, what is it?" I asked as I stepped over a log.

"Am I allowed to hold your hand?" He asked nervously. I am confused, he did it once before and I am pretty sure that it displays we are mates, why is he worried about it?

"Of course." I said, slightly confused about the question.

He sighed in relief and grabbed my hand. Is he uncomfortable asking to hold my hand? We are mates and that is what mates do, correct?

"You don't have to ask me about holding my hand." I said and added, "You can do it anytime."

"Has anyone ever called you cute?" He asked randomly.

"I don't think so, why?" I asked curiously.

"You are adorable." He said, his arm was wrapped around mine. This is an appropriate time to kiss him, right?

I leaned in to kiss him, I don't know to much about it, except for the fact that Josh says I am good at it. All I truly know about the practice is that our lips touch and move around a lot. I don't get the point of it but apparently Josh really likes it. To a certain degree it was nice. The only problem was that every time I kiss him I feel a strange feeling that makes me want to take off his clothes. Is that normal or is it just me?

We continued holding hands when we walked. I am a little bit nervous though. We need to find some sort of shelter in the next few days or we could be in danger. Almost every month, there is a gas that is released into the air. I have no idea whose releases this gas or if it is just our environment kicking us while we are down. Occasionally, the gas isn't used, but I would rather not test my luck. I think Josh also knows what is going on because he seems nervous too. 

We should be fine. I keep track of the days after the gas and we should have 2 weeks left before this event takes place. I hear a branch snap behind us. I quickly pulled out my knife and inspected the situation. Josh followed, he had no idea what was going on though. He will learn eventually, I hope.

A knife was thrown towards me and a astonishing speed, I barely had time to dodge. The knife was able to remove my hood, it didn't quite cut my ear but it was able to give me a friction burn. Our attacker was skilled and very dangerous.

"SORRY!" A man yelled as he came out from a tree. I just gripped my knife tighter, this could definitely be a trap.

"I didn't know you were a Guard." He said jumping down from a tree pointing his knife towards me. He had the same markings on his face as me. He looked around 20 years-old, he barely had a beard growing on his face. He looked as if he hadn't eaten in weeks.

"Sorry, but I am not a Guard." I said, I was still ready to attack.

"That's good, I ran away from them. They might be hunting me." He said cautiously. He put his hand on his belt, he probably had knives hidden near his waste.