A story : Part 3

Part 3

There was a story once were a soldier was captured and kept prisoner for three years. When the soldier was released everyone including his wife was surprise of his survival. Everyone called it a miracle, a sign of his will to live. As I am in the same situation right now, my once beloved Andrew who I thought was dead is here holding me. His blue eyes on mine, his eyes holding back tears, his arms around me and our breaths uneven. We both struggle to find our voices but nothing comes out, “Hi” he tells me in the sweetest voice that I missed. “Hi” I say back trying to hold back my tears. He then puts his forehead on mine and pulls me closer to him. “I’ve missed you David” he says in a whisper and a shaky voice. He then pulls his lips closer to mine, I was about to kiss him when I hear tires screech. I didn’t think anything of it but I still pulled away at the last second.

Andrew then keeps coming closer to my lips while I pull back. Then Andrew is torn away from me, Ryan throws him to the ground. “Who the fuck do you think you are?” yells Ryan while he stands between me and Andrew. I was about to say something when Andrew quickly gets to his feet and tackles Ryan to the ground. Both of them rolling on the ground hitting whatever they can, “STOP IT” I yell at them. Andrew with his army uniform and Ryan with his dark polo and pants are fighting over me. Then Andrew gets on top of Ryan and puts both hands on Ryan’s neck, Ryan struggles to break free but fails. Andrew has this crazy look in his eye and he will kill Ryan because to Andrew Ryan is a threat. I quickly get on top of Andrew “Stop it…your killing him” I yell at Andrew. As I pull Andrew away he jerks his elbow back which hits me in the nose. I fall on my back my nose is bleeding and I hold it close to stop the bleeding.

As I let go of my nose I look at my right bloody hand something that reminds me of the shooting. As I have my bloody hand in front of me I look up and see Andrew, he is looking at me his faces changes from crazy, to concern and finally to guilt. Andrew lets go of Ryan and kneels next to me, he tries to touch me but I jerk back. Guilt is written all over his face like that night in the truck. “Just go Andrew” I say to him almost in a whisper “Go” I say to him. He looks down at the floor holding back tears, he doesn’t move. I then crawl next to Ryan who seems to be barely conscious, “go Andrew” I say again with an angry voice. Andrew then gets up and leaves breathing heavily not because of the fight but because of trying to hold back his tears. I stay with Ryan until the paramedics get here thinking of what the hell just happened.

I stay in the waiting room for hours until the doctor tells me about Ryan’s condition. “He’s fine David just some bruising” the doctor reassures me “He’s lucky a couple of more seconds and his neck could have broken and died” he tells me. I look at him, he then tells me that I can see him but not to wake him up he needs some rest. I go into Ryan’s room and sit at the other end of the room; I then put my head on my right hand and drift into sleep. At first I don’t dream of anything but then I am back at the hotel room with Andrew his dick up my ass. He moans while he kisses me, his speed is the same except his going in deeper in every thrust and he has me in a tight hug. The bed goes back and forward for a long time. I close my eyes; I give into Andrew’s touch. I then open my eyes and I am in my room with Ryan on top of me. Ryan is kissing my neck and moaning at the same time. His thrusts are deep just like Andrew’s and my bed is going back and forward. Ryan then stops kissing my neck and kisses my lips nailing me to my bed. His muscles have a thin sweat that enhances them; his hands are around my shoulders pulling me closer to him with every thrust. I close my eyes to enjoy Ryan’s cock.

When I open them I am back with Andrew, then I am back with Ryan, and then back to Andrew. I then close my eyes and I could feel Ryan under me with his cock up my ass and Andrew on top of me with his cock up my ass. It’s hard to describe how two big cocks are penetrating me at the same time. I am in all fours facing Ryan but I have my eyes close, I can hear both of them breathing heavily. Andrew has his arms around me and I can feel his chin on my shoulder, Ryan is under me and I feel his hands on my legs. Both cocks go in and out independently going deeper and faster. I moan as loud as I can not in pain but in pleasure my eyes are still close. I then hear Ryan moaning and I can feel his cum going up my ass and then Andrew moans and shoots his load up my ass. All three of us collapse I am on top of Ryan and Andrew is on top of me, both of them are kissing my neck while trying to catch their breaths.

I then wake up to the sound of Ryan coughing. It was all just a dream and I have a small cum stain on my jeans. I quickly cover it and sit next to Ryan on the bed, “Hi” I say while trying to hold back my tears. “I am glad to see your okay” Ryan says in a whisper. I forgot about my nose bleed but I got it under control and there was no long term damage. “I am going to kick that guy’s ass when I get out of here” Ryan says to me interrupting my thoughts. I look at him “he doesn’t know” I say in my head. “Ryan there is something I have to tell you” I say while reaching for his hand and holding it. “That was Andrew” I say as quickly as possible. Ryan looks at me as if I am crazy, “He’s dead…David he’s dead” Ryan says in a whisper. I shake my head holding back the tears that are trying to get out so bad. “Are you still in love with him” Ryan asks me while his green eyes are lock on mine. I am stunned I couldn’t move, I just looked at Ryan with out saying anything. The nurse then comes into the room and tells me that visiting hours are over, I kiss Ryan on his forehead and leave without saying anything. I get into my blue truck and cry my eyes out; I grip the steering wheel as if it would help me. I then gather myself up and drive to Eugene’s house. Eugene opens the door before I could knock and hugs me, he knows me to well that he knows something is wrong. We sit in the living room while I tell him what is going on with tears coming down my face non stop. After I finish Eugene is even stunned to find out that Andrew is alive. Eugene then tells me to fall asleep on the couch and see what the morning will bring.

The next morning I go to class and try to act as normal as possible, but with Andrew on my head I can’t concentrate for anything. I visit Ryan at the hospital but none of us say anything, “I just need to know” Ryan says breaking the silence. “I don’t know” I say to him while making eye contact. Ryan just looks at me and then looks at the TV with tears in his eyes. Ryan is then released from the hospital and Will takes him to his apartment. I try to visit Ryan but Will answers the door, Will just shakes his head. “Can you tell him that I love him and that ill be back” I say trying to hold back my tears, Will nods his head and smiles. I spend most of the week at Eugene’s house both of us trying to come up with a solution to this problem. I then get a phone call from Andrew’s dad “Their going to give Andrew the medal of honor tomorrow and we would really appreciated if you came with us” Andrew’s dad says. I don’t know if he knows the situation but the tone of his voice tells me he doesn’t. “Ill think about it” I tell Andrew’s dad “Well if you do decide to come be here by six o’clock” Andrew’s dad tells me and then hangs up the phone.

That night I lay awake at Eugene’s couch thinking, to my surprise I don’t think about Ryan or Andrew. I think of Bella and how it was easy for her to chose who to love, I only wish it was easy for me. I then think about the soldier that everyone thought was dead; there is more to the story. After the soldier comes back home he is different, he is more violent and screams at his wife and kids. Eventually the soldier kills his wife and kids and then kills himself, could I be looking at my future with Andrew. Andrew wouldn’t hurt me would he? But then again the man I saw the other day was Andrew but not the one I remembered. Andrew wouldn’t hurt anyone he is the sweetest guy; he even once told me that he only hurts people that are a threat to him. With that in mind my attention turns to the safety of Ryan, Andrew could easily kill Ryan with out anyone knowing. Andrew is a soldier and a broken one at that; I have to go tomorrow for Ryan’s safety. The next day comes and before I know it I am at the front door in Andrew’s house. I am not the one to play dress up I hate dressing up but here I am in a tuxedo in front of Andrew’s house. There was a time when I wasn’t afraid of this house but now my heart races as if I am going into death row. I ring the door bell and take a deep breath; I am so nervous that my knees are shaking uncontrollably. Andrew’s dad answers the door with a big smile, “I am glad you came son” he tells me.

He then welcomes me in and tells me to sit in the big living room, he tells me “We are just waiting on the misses” he then goes up stairs yelling at Andrew’s mom to hurry up. Andrew then comes in to the living room with his army uniform; I forgot how hot he looked in it. He stands in the entrance of the living room playing with his hat; his eyes are looking at it. He then takes a deep breath and looks at me; his blue eyes are looking at me. Those blue eyes that I missed those blue eyes once said that I was safe. He was about to say something when both of his parents run down the stairs and into the front door. Andrew’s mom gives me a hug and thanks me for coming with them; we then get into a black car. Andrew and his dad are in the front seat and his mom and I are in the back. During the drive over to downtown no one speak, his parents know that something is wrong but don’t say anything.

We arrive at our destination this big building that is used only for special concerts and occasions. We go into a room full of other soldiers and their families that will receive all kinds of awards for their bravery. Huge round tables fill the room and we are seated at the front near the stage. Andrew’s parents sit next to each other and I sit next to Andrew facing the stage. The event starts and few soldiers are awarded for their bravery and all of them give their speech. Usually I would be falling asleep at these kinds of things but with Andrew sitting next to me my eyes kept wondering to him. His eyes would sometimes wonder into mine but I quickly look away. Then came the time to award the highest medal of the night, the host gives some story of bravery and then tells the story of the soldier that everyone thought was dead. The host leaves out the part where the soldier kills his family but if you didn’t know the story the host speech is inspirational. The host calls out Andrew’s name, everyone in the room claps and stands. Andrew hugs both of his parents and then turns and hugs me, our hug lasted a bit longer than his parents. He then lets go and heads for the stage. He then gives his speech; I forgot how sexy his voice is. That same voice is the reason that I fell for him in the first place, and it might be happening again. After his speech everyone claps and stands one more time, after Andrew there was a couple more soldiers receiving the Medal of Honor.

During that time Andrew sits closer to me and places his right hand over my left hand. I know I should pull away but I miss his touch more than anything, his hand stays on top of mine until the ceremony ends. Andrew’s parents then say their good byes; they have a plane to catch. We drop them off at the airport and head for Andrew’s house; we don’t speak the whole way there. He then parks the car and gets out before I know it he is opening the car door for me. I get out and start to walk for my truck which is in front of the black car. “Come here” Andrew says in a whisper while grabbing my left hand making me face him. His forehead is close to mine but not touching both of us are looking down at our feet. Andrew steps closer grabbing my other hand; our breathing becomes uneven. “You fucking sneaky bastard” Ryan yells at Andrew while coming up the drive way. Ryan then pushes Andrew but not before Andrew pushes Ryan back. Both of them have to take a step back from the force of the push. “If you touch him again I will kill you” Ryan says to Andrew. Andrew then chuckles “Look at you trying to protect him from me” Andrew says to Ryan “He loves me and he will always love me” Andrew continues. Andrew’s voice almost sounds evil “Do you know what you are?” Ryan stares at Andrew “Your nothing but the rebound he will never love you as he does me” Andrew says with a smile. Ryan then looks at me and then back at Andrew, Ryan’s fists start to turn red.

Ryan then takes a step forward but I quickly jump in front of him hugging him. Ryan is full of rage; he would kill Andrew with out thinking twice. I stand there hugging Ryan for what seemed like an hour trying to calm him down. “Please just go home” I say to Ryan in a soft voice. “Please for me” I say again to Ryan. Ryan then takes a deep breath and takes his eyes off of Andrew and into mine. Ryan’s lips meet mine but his eyes turn to Andrew, almost as if showing off the kiss to Andrew. Ryan then takes another deep breath and hugs me while still kissing me; Ryan doesn’t take his eyes off of Andrew. Ryan then puts his forehead on mine and looks at me, “Okay” Ryan whispers at me. Ryan then gets into his car never taking his eyes off of Andrew and then leaves disappearing into the night. Andrew then looks at the direction that Ryan left with a cold hard stare. Andrew then looks at me and his face softens almost as if he’s hurt about me kissing Ryan in front of him. He then opens the front door “Come in” he whispers to me. As I am walking towards the door all I can think of is the soldier that killed his family.

Andrew then leads me into the kitchen; I unbutton my jacket, take off my black bow, unbutton the two buttons at the top of my white dress shirt and roll my sleeves to my elbows. Andrew stays in his uniform and sits at the kitchen counter. I then go to the other side of the counter where the sink is, the counter is the only thing separating us. We stay looking at each other for a while “How are you?” Andrew asks me breaking our silence. “I’ve had better days” I tell him with a serious tone. “I just…” Andrew starts to say but doesn’t know how to finish the sentence. “I just thought you wouldn’t run into his arms again” Andrew says with a serious tone. “WHAT DID YOU EXPECT ME TO DO” I yell at Andrew while tears are coming down my face. “What you thought that I would never love again?” I say “You died Andrew and I didn’t run into Ryan’s arms right away either” I say calming my voice down but the tears just kept on coming. “It took me a year before I saw Ryan again…it took me a year to get my life back” I say grabbing my chest while my breathing became uneven. “I was devastated when I learned about what happen” I say crying my eyes out “Do you have any idea how many times I came close to suicide because I couldn’t live with the pain” I say with my breathing becoming more uneven. Not once did we break eye contact and after I finished my sentenced Andrew’s eyes became red. He then gets up and walks towards me, I naturally step back thinking that he is going to hurt me. He then puts both of his arms at the counter behind me, not touching me but trapping me. He then puts his face next to mine not touching but very close to it. I could hear him crying silently, he did once say to me that he can’t see me get hurt.

Our bodies are so close to each other that I can feel his body heat, my hands are at my side still with the idea that he is going to hurt me. “I promised you that I would come back” he says with a gentle tone. “I told you…you were my reason to stay alive” he continues. He then explains how his helicopter got shoot and he was the only one who survived. He then got captured by the enemy and was imprisoned and tortured everyday for a month. “The thought of seeing you again was the only thing that kept me alive” he tells me. He then goes on explaining that when he was rescued he had a bad case of post traumatic stress disorder. “I knew that if I were to see you again I would have to get better…and I did for you” he tells me while he touches my cheek with his. “I am not the same person as I once was but I am close to it” he tells me with a shaky voice. I then feel stupid thinking that Andrew would hurt me and so I begin to relax. My hands naturally touch his chest and I bring my forehead to the side of his face. Andrew then turns and kisses me; tears are coming down both our faces. His kiss is just as I remembered we kiss for about a minute. I then pull away and place my forehead on his, “Please David” he says in a whisper. “Choose me…love me” he says “I can’t live without you” I don’t say anything I just stay very still and so does he. After about an hour I push him away, get my things together and leave without saying goodbye.

For the next week I stay at Eugene’s house thinking back and forward. Ryan or Andrew, Andrew or Ryan. Both of them are great men that would do anything for me, both of these men love me with a passion that can’t be found just around the corner. My head and soul are splitting apart trying to decide who to choose. One day I go to school just to see if I could get my mind of things but it proves to be of no use to me. As I came back from school I enter Eugene’s house and to my surprise Andrew, Ryan, and Eugene are in the living room waiting for me. Eugene is trying to help me but this isn’t the way to handle it, Eugene explains on how he can help. Both Andrew and Ryan talk to Eugene with me just there in the sideline but after ten minutes the conversation turns into an argument. Both Ryan and Andrew are arguing back and forward fighting over me, it’s at this time I figure this has gone far enough. But before I could get a word in I see Eugene grab his chest and gives an expression of pain. I grab Eugene before he hits the floor and room goes silent.

We get to the hospital and stay at the waiting room for what seemed like hours. Both boys are sitting next to me Ryan to my left and Andrew to my right. Both looking down or away from me, both holding their hands out to see which one I grab first. I keep my both of my hands between my knees as my thoughts are with Eugene. The doctor finally comes in and tells me that Eugene doesn’t have long to live, he goes on to explain that Eugene shouldn’t be alive since he was in that comma a couple of months ago. A miracle the doctor called it that Eugene survived that comma, the doctor then tells me to say my good byes. As the doctor leaves I turn to look at the boys who are standing in front of me. “I can’t deal with either of you right now so…go away” I say to them. I turn and head to Eugene’s room, he’s in that comma state again and the only noise is the heart monitor. I sit next to the bed and grab Eugene’s hand holding it for dear life. I look at Eugene’s face it’s almost like if he’s asleep, BEEP goes the monitor. BEEP each noise is a gift I don’t know how to say good bye to the man who help me bring me back to life. Tears start to come down my face, BEEP, I know I should say something but I can’t think of anything. BEEP I try to gather myself up and say something, there has to be something BEEP. I close my eyes trying to think of something BEEP, and then just one word comes to mind. BEEP I know I can say more beautiful things to Eugene than this one word but what BEEP. I open my eyes BEEP “Thank you” I say to Eugene BEEP “Thank you Eugene” I say louder. Tears are coming down my face one after another my hand still grabbing his. I look at Eugene for a while hoping that he would open his eyes but he’s not moving.

I then look at the monitor and the line is flat, more tears start to come down my face. I then put my forehead to the hand I am holding and start to cry out loud. I hold on to his hand for dear life hoping that I can give him some life, I cry louder. I then think of all the times Eugene and I spent together, each of them special in my mind. My best friend in the world gone because to quote him ‘it was my time’ that’s what he would say to me. I don’t know how I am going to live without Eugene; he brought me back to life. I then feel a hand over my shoulder but its not Ryan or Andrew, its Will. I look up and see Will, I get up and hug Will with all of the strength I have. Will then takes me out of the room and pass the waiting room, both Ryan and Andrew are still there. I don’t even look at them Will is the one who takes me home, I cry myself to sleep. Two days later Eugene’s funeral is taken place, it was a bright sunny day and there wasn’t a cloud in the sky. I sat in the front row with his children and grandchildren, tears came down my face all through the ceremony. Eugene’s oldest son grabs my hand for comfort, he knows how much his father meant to me. In the corner of my eye I see Ryan on one side of the crowd and Andrew on the other. Both keeping their distance from me but yet making their presence known to me. After the funeral everyone leaves I stay for a while still sitting in the same chair looking at the coffin that holds Eugene.

Then I hear someone approaching, it’s Alexander, Eugene’s oldest son. He nods at me and gives me an envelope; he doesn’t say anything and just walks away. I stay looking at the huge envelope for a while about ten minutes after Alexander handed it to me I open it. It’s the deed to his house; Eugene has given me his house. I begin to cry and then I find a small white note folded in half in-between the papers. I unfold it and it’s in Eugene’s hand writing all it says is “Take a chance son” I begin to cry and laugh at the same time. It’s like he knew who I would choose, he knew who would be the right person for me and he knew who really loved me for a lifetime and more. I then know who I would choose, I know who I want to grow old together, I know because Eugene knows.

THE END

Thank you all so much for reading my story. I will leave this as an open ended story. You the reader will choose who David stays with, I know who he chooses …do you?