[Book 2] Game of Love

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CHAPTER 13

As we arrive at the airport we are assisted immediately to board the first class plane which my parents' choses for us for this flight. I'm happy that we are in this flight at least I can have my own private moment while I tend to my bleeding heart.

I open my iPod and inserted my headphone then place it on my ears. I'll just sleep the hours away and face my new environment with open arms. I should be happy because I have already decided about my life in Massachusetts while I'm packing my things last night. I should calm and prepare myself to the new possibilities that Massachusetts can offer to me.

I hummed along with Jason Mraz and Colbie Caillat's "Lucky". I know I won't be as lucky as them but at least I did have opportunity to be with him for the last time and it's enough. I guess. I couldn't ask for more of him. I can't have him. That's the truth and truth slaps me like a bitch throwing her tantrums and it bleeds so badly.

The more I think of him, the more it hurts like hell. Blake. I can still feel his soft lips against mine as if it was just minute ago that I taste them. I can still feel his fingers running through my bare skin and lighted it into fire. The picture of him cumming with me was like a perfect taken picture which was engrave into every cells in my brain. I hate it. I hate feeling so empty. Empty without him constantly joking around, that constantly flirting with me as if he meant it, so empty without his fingers intertwined with mine when no one watches or his arms wrapped around my shoulder that so natural for him to do. Empty without his heated gaze, his smile that makes my knees go weak. I'm so damn empty without that fucking Elijah Blake Lincoln. Why it should be him? If I only fall for someone maybe life was better for me and not a doomed one.

Damn him!

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We landed in Massachusetts airport after three hours of travelling through plane. There's already car waiting for us outside the airport so we started travelling again to the route where the Harvard University was located. I release a heavy breathing. Memories with my friends come rushing like water unable to control the volume. It made my heart heavy as I watch the airport from a distance. I choose this. I choose to escape from everything, from them instead of facing it, accepting the fact that he won't be mine because we are friends. He may be like a star to me, unreachable, but he is also a part of my being that whatever I do, I can't shake him away from me.

I clenched my fist into a ball. Squeeze it harder until my fingernails buried deep into the soft skin of my palm, tearing the tissues on the process, until I can feel the blood flowed from my wounded palm, until the crystal bead of tear fall from my eyes down to my chin. It was cold. It tastes like my heart from this moment. Bitter.

"Steve," my dad called me gently as my mom squeezes my hand.

"I'm sorry. I just can't hide it." My Dad closed our distance. He wrapped his strong yet loving arms around me as I buried my head in my Dad's chest while he was caressing my back, "It hurts." I said and sob loudly. "Dad it hurts,"

I told them the reason why I wanted to transfer school so suddenly before we finally get into the plane and they understand me. They supported my decision to choose to step away from him and leave everything behind.

They both whisper caressing words into my ear. Soothing whatever pain I am feeling as I cry my heart out, hoping that after I drain my tears everything will be alright.

They both know I was gay because I told them when I was just 15. One year after that surprise birthday party Blake thrown for me. They are mad at first and they can't accept it, thinking I'm just confused with it and that I am influenced with TV, media and all. But when I stand on my ground and told them that I am still the Hunter they know, their son and most of all that I'm not really coming out of the closet because I wanted to just flirt and be with same sex just for the sake of having fun and experience what other gays experienced but because I want them to know that I am like this, that I was born this way and that it doesn't matter who I become. I am still me.

They also both know how I feel towards Blake and that I have unrequited love towards him. They warn me at first because they know that this time will come and I'll be hurt but I can't just tell my heart to stop falling for him. I just can't stop my heart from longing him because he already owns my heart from the very first time he kisses me. I already give my heart to someone I cannot have even if in after life. They knew him since we were in diapers so they eventually accepted me and love me more than the day I was born. And eventually they let me.

"Everything will be alright."

That was my Dad's last words said to me and the last words I heard before I drifted off to sleep once more. Letting the darkness engulfing my whole being, carry me again into the oblivion, into the abyss where darkness is all I can have.

A/N

This is the end of Book 2. Its kinda short. I don't know. I just came up to this. Hahahaha! Sue me but I can't really make it longer. So much for my happy ending! Oh~ oh~ oh~

So what will happen? What will the gang do when they realize that Hunter was missing and that he won't be coming back? What will Blake do when he finds out that he was the reason Hunter was gone for good?