The Elite: Remission

Chapter Five-Hating Me or You?

Lynn got back from the café didn't even realize he was sad. It wasn't like him and Trevor where exclusive. It was the fact that he started having some type of feelings for the man. Lynn just sighed as he walked in his apartment and saw Marcus and Ryan sitting on the couch watching TV. Marcus saw the state his friend was in.

"Well?" Marcus asked.

"Trevor actually broke up with me." Lynn spoke quietly

"Ouch. Wasn't rooting for you guys anyway." Ryan shrugged.

"What?" Lynn said shocked.

"Look, Donevan has issues medically and mentally. Going through cancer at the end of his career then a guy he loved walking out on him and coming here, that takes guts. He went and asked for help. A lot of men don't do that at all." Ryan stated. Lynn and Marcus looked at him flabbergasted.

"What?" Ryan asked.

"How do you know so much about him?" Marcus asked.

"Research. It was all over the news about his cancer. The seeing a therapist...well Lucas cant keep his mouth shut. I over heard them talking." he said.

"I see." Lynn said.

"And, he may or may not still be living across the way." Marcus pointed out.

"What?" Lynn exclaimed.

"I saw him going in there." Ryan stated.

As soon as that was said Lynn heard Donevan's sexy deep voice, "Mason, I don't really know. It was a weird encounter. But, honestly. I have been getting help. I don't want to go into a relationship with this stuff lingering. I mean...Lynn is hot and Trevor and him would be perfect together. I am just damaged goods." His voice was muffled as he went inside to his apartment.

"Poor man, really. Did you go out with Trevor to make him jealous or...was it just a drunk thing?" Marcus pointed out.

"Honestly? I don't even know at this point." Lynn sighed.

Two A.M. and Donevan was still awake. He couldn't sleep. He was so restless. Usually when he was restless he would go to the studio and work out. As he thought about it. He did see a small studio for sale in town.

"Dude, just stop already." Josiah was saying to Mykahil.

"What?" Mykahil whined.

"You are a Grade A stalker." Josiah huffed as they silently followed Donevan.

"Dude, stop being a creeper." Mykahil said. Little did they know that Donevan turned and was walking right behind them.

"You know...I could press charges for you two stalking." Donevan said in a deep baritone.

"Shit!" Josiah yelled.

"Damn Donevan, warn someone." Mykahil shuddered.

"No, now what are you two doing here?" Donevan demanded.

"Lynn's idea...look he was really upset and now he is literally a depressed mess." Josiah sighed tiredly.

"He shouldn't be messed up. Trevor did break up with him. Unless, my god that idiot is in love with him." Donevan sighed and ran his hands through his hair in a frustrating manor.

"He doesn't love him. He was using Trevor as an escape from his feelings for you." Mykahil said.

"Really? Is he like a confused person and cant figure out if he likes men or women? Or is it the fact that for the first time since my miserable heartbreak that I found someone who is kind and caring? I don't care what the reason being is, I am just tired of feeling like I'm being pulled by strings. I got help that I needed. I am cancer free and what do I have to show for it all? Being a love sick teen all over again, I fucking hate myself for it." Donevan sighed, he slumped down the brick wall with his head in his hands. All of that anger finally dissipated. He felt tired and didn't know what to do.

"No, secretly he has always liked men. He went out with me to get drunk because he was catching feelings for you and was scared because he has never ever been in a relationship. As for Trevor...he was just there to see how comfortable Lynn would be with guys...in general. Donevan, we have all been best friends for a long ass time and I wont stand by and have him be a complete idiot and not go for you." Marcus said sitting beside Donevan, "In a non homo way, you are a hot man and anyone would be lucky to have you. Lynn fell head over heels for you when you stumbled on him at the bar. He wouldn't stop talking about you, and when you got sick...he slept on the floor beside your bed to make sure you were going to be ok. So, I don't think he really hates you. I just think he is trying to figure this out too." Donevan just stared at the two men. Totally speechless.

"Want to go to this studio with me? Its for sale and I was thinking of opening up my own little studio. I don't know what for yet, but I don't want it to be like empty. I mean I do need to get my muscles up to working order again." Donevan said as they all went to check the studio out. A little apprehensive to begin with but Mykahil just sighed and walked behind Donevan. Mykahil wasn't gay but if he was ever to turn, he would try for Donevan.

"Stop staring at my ass, you straight ass freak." Donevan said with a smile in his voice.

"Sorry, but if I was to ever turn gay..." Mykahil didn't get to finish the sentence because Donevan stood right in front of him, nose almost touching.

"You would be every man's fantasy Mykahil." Donevan said.

"Uh...really?" Mykahil asked.

"Yes, I can tell you. You have these amazing grey eyes that sparkle when you smile, long eyelashes that women would die for, your hair is curly and stops just above your shoulders, you have an amazing rock hard body." Donevan said as he walked around Mykahil whispering, "and you have a nice ass."

Mykahil just stood there flabbergasted. He didn't know what to think. He just thought he looked like your average Joe that walks down the street. He never paid attention to his own looks. Donevan did and he knew Donevan was gay if he was saying that stuff.

"Let's go see about this studio for sale." Marcus piped up from the awkward tension. They all nodded and went to see the studio.