Step Brother://:Tyler Scheid

32_Tear Jerkers

"Don't you realize what it means?" Tyler paces in front of the bed. I stare at him in my criss-cross position.

"Tyler, it's not a big deal," I state.

"Andrew, it's in California. That's halfway across the country!" He throws his arms in the air.

"So?" I shrug. He pauses his pacing and looks me in the eye.

"Andrew, it's halfway across the country from you." He lays his hands on my shoulders. I see his soft blue eyes gloss.

"Tyler it's your school. Do you know how hard it is to get accepted into college now? It's hard as all balls." He only shakes his head in response. He lays his hands on the bed next to my feet and his head hangs low.

After a long five minutes, that seems to have been an eternity, he finally utters four words that pierce me like a dagger, "I can't leave you."

I take his face in my hands, lifting his face so he can see me and I can see him. We stare deep into each other's eyes for a long second. A second I never want to lose.

"I'm not holding you back from this school, Tyler," I whisper.

"You won't be. I will. I want to be with you for as long as my breath is," he pleas.

"Tyler..." I whisper softly.

"Please, Andrew..." he sniffles. I pull my hand in my jumper sleeve and wipe his wetting cheeks.

"Tyler, why do you even want me? We can't get married, we can't have kids, we can't even be open about our relationship to anyone other than Mark and Ethan." I hold his hand in mine. He intertwines our fingers.

"I just want you," he whispers. "I don't care about all that marriage and kids and being out there. I just care about your love. That's all I need."

"Are you sure you don't want kids?"

"Of course I want kids, Andrew. I'll always want kids. I'll always want them with you though. But I can't have that and that's okay. Because I'll have your love to make up for it."

I stand up, pushing him away. "I can't hold you back from your future, Tyler. And I never will..." I pause, taking a deep breath. I walk slowly to the door.

Tyler quickly wraps his fingers around my waist and twists me around. I look up at him in surprise. "I'm not losing another one," he says in a deep voice before he pushes his lips against mine. As I've noticed so many times before, this kiss is seemingly flawless.

He pulls my hips against him and my arms have nowhere to go other than around his neck. Soon we're nothing but a big heap of lips, tongue, and pure passion in the middle of his room.

My back hits the wall and I gasp in surprise. I hadn't even noticed he was pushing me back.

He pulls away. His eyes meet mine as his hand runs through my hair and cup my chin. He tilts my head back gently and goes straight for my neck. He licks a straight line from the crook of my neck to my jaw. I giggle and he pulls off and looks at me, "What?"

"It was like being licked by a cat," I giggle.

He laughs. "Really?"

"Yeah." I reach up and wipe the saliva from my neck. He just stares down at me with lust filled to the brim in his eyes.