Who Am I? (boyxboy)

Part 12

Authors note: Damn, I'm absolutely horrified that it has taken me almost three years to publish another chapter to this story. Again, I guess it is a lot more for the therapeutic aspects than getting discovered. I feel bad for my readers who have been awaiting for the continuation, and pray that you haven't forgotten about Avery and Carter. I appreciate your reading of this terrible, extremely gay story, and if you're still with me, I hope you enjoy this long awaited chapter.Please consider sharing and voting Xx

Revised 10/5/20

Carter gently kissed my cheek while rubbing my shoulder and whispering my name. "Wake up sleepy head." He said, coaxing me out of sleep.

I moaned as I opened my eyes and stretched. Wrapping my arm around him and turning to face him. "Five more minutes.." I grumbled and yawned. "It's barely even morning yet." This wasn't entirely true, as the sun was already half way over the horizon, meaning it was at least seven or eight.

Carter chuckled and draped an arm over my waist, the other caressing my cheek. I sighed, knowing that he wouldn't be waking me if we didn't have training to do. It was important that I learn how to protect myself from whatever Sebastian may be planning. Not only myself, but Carter too.

I sighed and rolled out of bed to stretch. Cater slapped my ass and I gave him an unpleasant glare. He quickly threw the covers over his head and begged forgiveness. I was not a morning person. I slapped his ass back and chuckled, pulling the covers down. I kissed him and pulled away.

"I'm gonna check on my mom, I'll be back in a jiffy." Carter nodded in agreement and got out of bed too.

I shuffled my way down the hall, still yawning. I silently opened the door to my moms room. Seeing he passed out on her stomach, surrounded by her laptop and thick, leather bound texts, probably full of legal stuff, one arm over the edge of the bed, I let out a sigh of relief and returned to my room.

Carter gave me a questioning look. "She's knocked out." I said. He released the breath he had been holding "Good."

After brushing my teeth to rid myself of morning breath and throwing on some sweats, I joined carter on the floor, sitting cross legged in front of him. He grabbed my hands and gave them a gentle squeeze.

"The best thing to do to help us focus is meditate." He said. "Magic is all concentration and visualization, the clearer the mind the better the image."

I nodded my head in understanding.

"Just close your eyes and focus on your breathing." He shut his eyes, and I shut mine.

Someone with anxiety having a clear mind? Well see how that works.

"You're not trying." Carter whispered.

"Sorry!" I cleared my throat and straightened my spine, taking a deep breath, then releasing it. I maintained an even pace in my respirations.

Eventually, I felt a sense of calm. My fingers started to tingle where carter and I were touching. Then my hands. Then up my arms, in my chest, and finally I could feel the warm buzz of energy in the air.

Now take the energy, and imagine it traveling down your spine and into the floor. Carter spoke to me through my mind.

It took a while, but I felt the tingling warmth travel from within me, from my chest and all the way down until it was gone. Cater and I opened our eyes at the same time. I felt relaxed and calm. Carter smiled at me "Perfect. How do you feel?"

"Like I'm floating. I can't really describe it."

"Now, let's move on. You accidentally manifested your powers, now lets see if you can do it again, consciously. Cup your hands like this, and try to create an orb of light. Like this."