Silence's Test and Sample Thread!

My samples...?

Are Awesome!	66.7%	[ 8 ]
Suck!	0.0%	[ 0 ]
Are Okay, Keep Working On It!	8.3%	[ 1 ]
Are Getting There	8.3%	[ 1 ]
Are Useless, Stop Writitng Forever.	16.7%	[ 2 ]
Total Votes:			[ 12 ]

[Sweet Sounding Silence]

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A young man stared at his laptop screen, fingers flying over the keys on his built in keyboard. The young man was an eighteen year old named Shaun, though his friends called him Ray-Ray. He didn't really move much or bother to look around at the friends that were sitting on the plane with him. He was too busy IMing one of his 'friends', Kyle, whom he had been getting his drugs from for a while. Kyle was a scrawny blonde kid that was always loaded on all the stuff Shaun loved. They met at a rave Shaun had gone to once; a friend of both of them introduced them to one another. From then on Shaun always went to him for drugs. Sometimes Kyle, Ray-Ray wasn't sure if that was his real name or not, would give him a discount on weed. That was Shaun's drug of choice. Smoking and getting high, man that was the life to him. Just thinking about it made him want to light one up right now, but he was on an airplane that was on its way to Vegas so he had to just wait until then. He was dying for a cigarette, every cell in his brain was screaming at him to have one. He just shifted uncomfortably in his seat and glanced up, smiling a little at his friend Lissy who had glanced over at him for a second. When she looked away his eyes dropped back to his laptop to reply to Kyle.

D.A.C: I'm diein here! Man I need a cig!!!
KoolKyle: chill man. your almost there right?
D.A.C: I guess.... At least i'm going to vegas! All the parties dude boming!
KoolKyle: hahaha. yeah man your way lucky.
D.A.C: ugh dude I'm so tired. I'll talk to you when we get there
KoolKyle: alright man. if you get some good stuff dont be greedy!
D.A.C: hahahaha alright, bye dude!
KoolKyle: bye man!

D.A.C has signed out.

Corey sighed and shut his laptop. A marijuana leaf sticker was stuck on the front of it, hiding the dell symbol that originally showed. He also had 'Hot Topic', 'Zumee', 'Get Smart. Don't Start', and 'Bi Pride' stickers everywhere on the bright green laptop. He slid it into his backpack and fixed the bows in his hair that Lissy had put in there earlier. She was always clipping weird bows and such in his hair. It didn't bother him, Lissy was just too cute to get mad at. Shaun yawned and stretched, leaning back in his chair and closing his eyes, but he just couldn't go to sleep. He sighed quiet and squirmed around a while before giving up and taking out his bright red iPod. It was always in artists and all his friends knew that if they use it they better put it back into artists when they were done. He scrolled through the bands and clicked on A.F.I. They were one of his favorites and he had almost all the songs by them that were on his iPod memorize. He changed it to Miss Murder and closed his eyes once again. If his friends weren't sleeping he would have started singing to annoy them. Shaun defiantly didn't have the best voice in the world, though he did screamo pretty well, and he thought it was funny when everyone groan in unison when he began to sing. He listened to the music and turned his head to look out the window. Good thing they were almost there since he knew he wasn't going to get any sleep until they reached the hotel.

-One plane trip later-

It was dark when they got to the airport. Shaun hadn't slept at all and he was dying to go lay down. As Ray-Ray began to get up Alyssa did and stretched, showing him part of her tattoo. Shaun raised an eyebrow and smirked before standing up and grabbing his bag. He made sure he hadn't left anything before walking out to the private airport. When he looked around and the warm breeze hit him he smiled. This was going to be great! Before doing anything else though, he stuck a hand in his pocket and took out a cigarette. He lit it and inhaled deeply, enjoying it for a moment before exhaling from his nose. Man he felt so much better. "Lissy! I'm so tired." Ray-Ray told the girl, knowing he probably had dark circles under his eyes and she was most likely to let him go lay down. He walked closer to her and whispered in her ear with a smirk. "I like your tattoo." He moved away and blew out more cigarette smoke, turning so it didn't go towards his friends. He stretched and yawned before raising an eyebrow.

[Sweet Sounding Silence]

Characters

In

Depth

Shaun xxx Ray xxx Cove

I Go By Shauny, Ray-Ray, or Corey
You Might Know Me As The Druggie
I am Eighteen Years Young
I Find Myself Staring At Those Pretty Girls and Those Handsome Men! Oh and Those Irrestistable Drugs.
Sweet Sounding Silence Pulls My Strings

Quiet xxx Flirty xxx Odd

Shaun In Depth;

His Background;

They actually meet through a dating site. She was a small, blonde, blue eyed French woman that loved to read and sing. He was a tall, muscular, brown haired, charming American man that loved a good football game and a laugh. They were matched and as soon as they met they believed they were in love. They married after four months of dating and soon were blessed with the birth of a son. They named him Shaun Ray Richard Cove, but never included the Richard so he just grew up with Shaun Ray Cove. They cared for him happily an proudly called him they're son. Shaun was a very good kid when he was younger and he excelled in school. It wasn't until he was around thirteen that he started acting out. Everything became 'uncool' and he soon went down hill. He got ino drugs when he was about fifteen, trying anything his friends gave him.

His Personality;

The Drugs;

[Sweet Sounding Silence]

Symbols

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β Ѣ • Ђ Ъ Ь ъ ь Ϧ ɓ ʙ ϐ ѣ б в Ҍ ҍ

ʗ ₡ € Ѽ Ҁ Ҫ • ɔ ς ϲ ѽ ҁ ҫ ɕ ¢

Đ • ɖ ɗ ʠ δ ∂

Ȅ Ȇ Ӗ Ѐ Ȩ Ȝ Έ Ё Ε Ξ Σ ξ Є Э Ӭ З Ѯ Ҿ Ҽ Ӛ Ә Ӟ Ҙ ә • ə ε έ з є э е ϵ ϶ ȅ ɘ ȇ ȩ ѐ ё ѯ ҿ ҽ ӛ ӟ ҙ ӗ ӭ ɚ ɛ ɝ ɞ

Ϝ Ғ • ϝ ɟ ʄ ғ

Ѡ Ѿ • ɠ ɡ ʛ ɢ ɞ ʚ ɕ

Ȟ Ή Η Ң Ҥ Һ Ӈ Ӊ Ҕ ᾘ ᾙ ᾚ ᾛ ᾜ ᾝ ᾞ ᾟ • ʜ ɦ ћ ɧ ȟ ɥ ђ Ћ н ӈ ӊ ң ҕ ҥ

Ȉ Ȋ Ί Ϊ Ῐ Ῑ Ὶ Ί • ȉ ɨ ɩ ɪ ȋ ϊ ΐ ῐ ῑ ῒ ΐ ῖ ῗ

Ј • ʝ ϳ

Ќ Қ Ҟ Ҝ Ҟ Ӄ • ʞ ɮ κ ќ қ ҝ ҟ ҡ ӄ

ζ • ʟ ɫ ɬ ʅ ɭ ʃ ʄ ʆ

Ӎ • ɯ ɰ ɱ ӎ

Ƞ Ν Π Ѝ Ҋ Ӣ Ӥ Ώ Ω Л Й • ɲ ɳ ɴ ή π η и й ѝ л ҋ ӣ ӥ ᾐ ᾑ ᾒ ᾓ ᾔ ᾕ ᾖ ᾗ ὴ ή ὴ ή

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Ρ Ҏ Ῥ • ρ φ ҏ ῤ ῥ

Ϙ • ϙ Ϥ ϥ ϱ

Ȑ Ȓ Я Г Ѓ Ґ • я ɹ ɺ ɻ ɼ ɽ ɾ ɿ ȑ ȓ ʀ ʁ г ѓ ґ

Ș Ϩ ϩ Ϛ • ϛ ɛ ɜ ɝ ʂ ș

Ț Ҭ • τ Ϯ ϯ ʇ ʈ ț т ҭ

Ȕ Ȗ Ώ Ω ц • ȕ ȗ ʉ ʊ υ μ ϑ ϋ ύ ΰ

Ѵ Ѷ • ɣ ʋ ʌ ѵ ѷ ῠ ῡ ῢ ΰ ῦ ῧ

Ϣ Ш Щ • ϣ ш щ ѿ ѡ ʍ ώ ψ Ψ ω ϖ ᾠ ᾡ ᾢ ᾣ ᾤ ᾥ ᾦ ᾧ ῲ ῳ ῴ ῶ ῷ ὼ ώ

Ϫ Ж Җ χ Ҳ Ӂ Ӝ • ж ϰ ϗ ҳ ӂ ӝ җ

Ȳ ϒ ϓ ϔ Ύ Ϋ Υ Ў У ц Ѱ Ӱ Ӯ Ӳ Ӵ Ҷ Ҹ Ӌ Ῠ Ῡ Ὺ Ύ • Ч џ ў ү ұ ɣ ȳ ʎ ʏ ɤ Ϟ λ ϫ ӯ ӱ ӳ ӵ ҷ ҹ ӌ φ

Ȥ • ʐ ʑ ȥ ʒ ʓ ȝ

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ą α ß β Ь c Ð đ ∂ ε є э é Ғ ғ ╒ ƒ ġ Ħ ħ
н ι į ї J k ℓ м η ø σ φ p q я ѓ § Ş τ † ů v ω x y z

ą α ß β Ь c Ð đ ∂ ε є э é Ғ ғ ╒ ƒ ġ Ħ ħ
н ι į ї J k ℓ м η ø σ φ p q я ѓ § Ş τ † ů v ω x y z

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Ά ά Έ έ Ή ή Ί ί Ό ό Ύ ύ Ώ ώ Α α Β β Γ γ Δ δ Ε ε Ζ ζ Η η Θ θ Ι ι Κ κ Λ λ Μ μ Ν ν Ξ ξ Ο ο Π π Ρ ρ Σ σ ς Τ τ Υ υ Φ φ Χ χ Ψ ψ Ω ω • •

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ą α ß β Ь c Ð đ ∂ ε є э é Ғ ғ ╒ ƒ ġ Ħ ħ
н ι į ї J k ℓ м η ø σ φ p q я ѓ § Ş τ † ů v ω x y z

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ƒ g н ι נ к ℓ м η σ ρ q я ѕ т υ ν ω χ у z
₣ ₭ Ҝ ₤ ₥ ₦ ₱ ₮ ₩ Đ

Ҥ Ҕ Ѵ Ϯ ϰ ϱ Ϟ ξ ζ Ξ ǂ

ɟ ɠ ɡ ɢ ʛ ɥ ɦ ɧ ɨ ɩ ɪ ʝ ɫ ɬ ɭ ɮ ɯ ɰ ɱ ɲ ɳ ɴ ɴ ʀ ʁ ʂ ʈ ʉ ʊ ʋ ʌ ʍ ɣ ɤ ʎ ʐ ʑ

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[Sweet Sounding Silence]

Colors

Colors

Red/Pink
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█▌crimson
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█▌#D44942
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Blue
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Brown
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█▌chocolate
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Black/Grey
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█▌silver
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**I stole these from Concrete Confessions, who stole these from L a m e n t, who stole them from someone else. :]

[Sweet Sounding Silence]

Ian 'Jamie' Gray

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Mr. R E A L FRIEND

In a little house down the quiet street people use for a short cut to get to work a room full of books resides. In that room full of book in that little house on that quiet street is a boy. The boy was lying on a rather large bed on his back, staring up at the book in his hand. The clock read Five thirty am, a little early to be up and reading huh? Well the boy on the rather large bed in the room full of books in the little house on the quiet street had a hard time sleeping. He'd go to sleep at seven and wake up at nine, then he'd go back to sleep at ten and wake up at twelve. So to pass the time the boy would read. He had approximately ninety books in his room and he had read almost all of them. Call him a nerd if you wish, he finds it quite entertaining. The boy had medium length reddish hair and shiny blue eyes. He wore large black glasses when he read, but when he wasn't reading he preferred not to wear them. The boy yawned and took off said glasses, putting them on his nightstand. He closed the book and shut his eyes, turning on his side. The male was about to go back to sleep until a tall, tan, slightly plump lady walked in. He opened on eye groggily, but closed it again. It was just his mother coming to wake him up.

Jamie was almost the complete opposite of his mother, Carry. He was small, and thin, with very light skin. Carry was sure he got his looks from her side of the family, but his father begged to differ. She guessed it really didn't matter as she looked down at her sleeping son. A small smile crept onto her small lips, and she reached out a hand. She pushed her son's hair out of his face, frowning when she noticed he went to bed with his book again. She was glad that he stopped going to bed with his glasses on. She didn't want to have to buy him a new pair again. She glanced around his room, looking at the things he had. There were band posters all over the blue walls. His room was cluttered and small, with book lying all over the floor. His mother had been trying to get him to put some book in storage, but Jamie refused. He told her that one day he was going to be looking for a book a really needed for a project or something and he wouldn't be able to find it and he would fail. The frown that had graced her lips faded away as she heard her son sigh softly and turn in his sleep. She hated to wake him from his peaceful slumber, but she knew he had to get to school.

"Jamie, sweetie it's time to get up." Carry's soft voice cooed as she shook her son's shoulder. Ian let out a soft groan and opened his eyes. His mother smiled at him and kissed his forehead before leaving the room. Jamie forced himself to sit up, the blankets that had covered him slipped down his bare chest. With a sigh he kicked his bare legs over the side of his bed. He stood up and stumbled out of his room. He went down that hall into the small bathroom. He pushed back the green and orange shower curtains, smiling a little when he looked at them. They were bright green with orange baby dinosaur on them. His mother had thought it was adorable and it was great to brighten up the room. Jamie had always wondered about his mom's sense of style. He stopped looking at the curtains and turned on the water. As he waited for the water to warm up he went over to the sink and brushed his teeth. He flashed himself a smile before walking over to the tub. He checked the water and stripped of the only article of clothing he had been wearing, which were his boxers. He pulled the little tab thing on top of the facet so the bath would turn into a shower. He got into the tub and closed the curtains, getting the shampoo to wash his hair.

Ian went back into his room when his shower was done and went over to his dresser. The male pulled on a pair of boxer then went over to his closet. He scanned the articles, and wondered what to wear. Whoa Jamie! Getting a little girly here! He sighed and pulled out baggy jeans, a blue V-neck and his black jacket. He went down stairs and sat in the kitchen with an uneaten bowl of cereal in front of him. He moved the cereal around slowly before taking his first bite. He hated Frosted Flakes; his mother should have known that by now. Well, no one's perfect so he ate the cereal without a word. His mother had scurried off a few minutes earlier, leaving him in the small house by himself. That didn't bother the male at all. He had to leave soon anyway. He finished the breakfast and rinsed off his bowl, leaving it in the sink. His mother hated it when he did that, but it was too early for him to remember that. He went into the living room and flopped down on the couch, grabbing his cell phone off the small table next to the couch. He flipped it open and turned it on before checking all his new messages, which was none. Jamie really didn't expect any but he had to check to make sure.

Once his cell phone was checked he stood up and stretched. He put on his white shoes and walked outside into the fresh morning air. His car, the love of his life was sitting in the drive way. He got into his car and drove to the school. He was there kind of early so he sat in his warm car for a little. He read a few chapters in his book before getting out and shivering. Jamie kept his eyes on the ground as he walked across the parking lot. He hated attention, so even people just glancing at him freaked him out. Ian went inside the school and went straight into the library. There was a corner all the way in the back that he sat at and read every day. It was partially shielded by a bookshelf and it was quiet. He sometimes even found himself dozing off the in the corner, like today. He closed his eyes and yawned softly, leaning his head against the wall. He fell asleep in no time, his book sliding to the floor.

Jamie was resting peacefully. His eyes were closed as he leaned against the library wall. He was so close to sleep but of course nothing ever went his way. He was just about to slip off into 'Lala Land' when a loud male woke him up. He sat up straight and noticed half the soccer team messing around in the library. Jamie should have expected this; they were usually there in the mornings. The silent male grabbed his book and backpack and walked out of the library, glancing up once but quickly looked down when he locked gazes with Michael. Michael was a Jock, and a hot one at that. Jamie had never talked to him but he did think he was cute. Not that he would ever tell him that. No, Jamie was not open about his sexuality in fact he wasn't that open about anything. He just sat and did his work and read, he wasn't a social type. He didn't have many friends and it was actually pretty rare to see him talking with someone. It wasn't that he was so nerdy no one wanted to talk to him, he was just so shy he was afraid to say anything in case he embarrassed himself.

Jamie walked out of the library and into an empty classroom. He really didn't care if he should be there or not, it was just quiet and that's what he wanted. The book Jamie had been reading was re-opened and the pages were once again scanned. The words were taken in quickly as pretty shiny blue eyes read them one at a time. Jamie was so lost in the book he didn't hear the teacher walk into the room. "Ian? Ian? Earth to Ian!" The teacher called as she snapped her long fingers in front of his face. Jamie tore his eyes away from the pages and looked up. A beautiful young blonde woman stood in front of him, a red dress clinging to every gorgeous curve on her body. Almost every man in the school found her to die for, except Ian of course. Yes he thought she was pretty but he didn't find her attractive. No he found someone attractive... Jamie! He's on the soccer team and you're just a nerd! Be real! With that thought Jamie mumbled a soft apology to his math teacher and hurried out of the room. It was almost time for his English class to start, his favorite class of the day.

Jamie was just outside the classroom when the bell rang. He hurried inside and sat in his seat. It was in the back of the class away from most of the desks. He pulled out his work and set it on his desk, keeping his head down. He heard kids come in laughing and talking with friends and he heard himself sigh. He wanted to find that one person he could just hang out with. He wanted a best friend he could tell everything to, but he choose to stay quiet. He had one when he was younger, but the boy wasn't really real. Sure he had more friends now than he had back then, but he liked being alone. It was peaceful. He didn't speak up until the teacher started calling role. Usually he just glanced over the class and called people he didn't see, but today he felt like going down the line. He finally reached Ian's name, who looked up and said here quietly. He didn't usually speak in class and his hear was the only word some had heard. He had a very soft voice but it was one most would describe as friendly. The teacher checked him off and continued, finally reaching the end of the list. The class went by slowly and so did the rest of the day. All of his classes seemed to drag on and he just wanted to go home.

The final bell rang loudly and everyone in the classroom stood up simultaneously. Jamie grabbed his backpack and shoved his notebook into quickly before throwing it on his back. He shuffled out of class with the rest of the kids and pushed his way through the hallway, trying to get out to the parking lot. Once he got out there he got into his car and pulled away before after school traffic hit. He stopped by the local store and bought a cup of coffee and a bag of gummy orange slices before hopping back into his car and heading home. Once he pulled into the driveway he turned off his car, grabbed his coffee and snack, and went inside. He started towards his room, stopping when he though he heard someone running into it. Had someone broken in? Oh goodness, he hoped not! Taking a deep breath Jamie headed to his room, slowly opening the door. The blonde boy standing on his bed was instantly spotted and Jamie yelled loudly, dropping his coffee. He opened the linen closet next to his room and grabbed out his old baseball bat from the box of his old toys. "Don't move!" Jamie said, his voice shaking as he held the bat threateningly.

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Gray nodded when Freddy gave him the look that said he was sorry for making him wait. Gray wasn't too annoyed so he forgave him easily. He slid into the passenger seat and buckled up; hoping Fred wouldn't hit as many red lights as he did. As they drove in the direction of their destination, they seemed to hit all the green lights. Maybe Freddy was magic or something, or maybe Gray just had bad timing. "Why is it that I hit all the stupid lights?" The male mumbled as he looked out his window. After that Gray stayed silent as the car drove on, listening to the song by Owl City that played. When the song was over he leaned forward to mess with the radio. He flipped through the station, crinkling his nose when he landed on a country station. He changed it quickly and got to a rock station. He sat back in his seat and turned his head to the window. He smiled when he realized that they were getting closer, excited to get on a roller coaster. The forty minute car ride was now down to thirty minutes. Gray yawned cutely and stretched a little, car rides always made him sleep when he wasn't the one driving. He glanced over at Freddy, staring at him for a moment before looking forward. His eyes closed slowly as the feel of the car relaxed him and music filled his ears. It didn't take him too long to drift into a light sleep.

Laughter, there was a lot of laughter. Bright colors, singing, happiness. This was not somewhere Gray was used to. He was at a party, but not one of the parties he usually went to. He was in a big backyard to a very beautiful house and he had a feeling that if he went inside he would know where everything was. There were children all over the place, one wearing a little plastic crown. Was he at a birthday party? It seemed so, but he didn't know the child so why was he here? Gray looked at the child more closely and rose and eyebrow, the kid looked like Frederick. Was it Frederick? As he thought that the person in question walked out of the large house and towards Gray. Gray's eyebrow shot up when he saw his boyfriend's extended belly. It looked like he was pregnant. Impossible, he was a boy! The male happily walked over to the kids and scooped up the little boy with the crown, who laughed happily. He looked over at Gray and smiled before heading to the other male. "Enjoying the party?" The boy asked gently, giving Gray a peck on the cheek. He sounded different, older Gray guessed. The little boy in Freddy's arms reached out to Cameron, who found himself taking the boy gently. "Isn't this great daddy?" The boy asked happily as he looked up at Gray. The boy called him daddy, was this boy his son? "Yeah, happy birthday." He kissed the boy's forehead before putting him down and telling him to go play. Fred moved closer to his lover, one hand on his stomach. "I can't wait for her." Gray felt a smile on his lips as he looked at Frederick's stomach, placing his own hand on it. This was too weird, how could Fred be pregnant? Gray didn't even want to be a father, but then again he felt so happy when he held the boy. No, Gray had always said he didn't want kids and that was final. "Me either, I still can't believe he's four already." Freddy answer, looking at the little boy. Gray shook his head and closed his eyes tightly, he was asleep and he knew it.

Gray woke up when the car hit a small bump in the road. He looked outside and saw that they were probably less than ten minutes away from the amusement park. He looked over at Fred, looking at his stomach for a moment before shaking his head. "I had the weirdest dream that we had a kid. He was turning four and we we're throwing a big party. The weirdest part was you were pregnant. Ridiculous, huh?" Gray said, turning to look out the window as he explained. It was a weird dream and he didn't want the boy to think he was strange. "Well, it's a good thing you're not really pregnant." The male said as he looked back at his boyfriend, "You wouldn't be able to go on the roller coasters with me." Gray gave a small sigh of relief when he saw the park in view. He didn't mention that he didn't want kids, maybe Freddy did and he didn't feel like upsetting him right now. The boy seemed like he was in such a good mood. Finally he would be able to get out of the car. He bit his lip a little and unbuckled his seat belt, reaching into his back pocket for his wallet. He decided to be nice today and pay for both of their admission. "I'm paying." It wasn't a suggestion, he was telling Freddy. He checked him money, nodding to himself when he decided he had enough for both of them.

He listened as the boy driving began to talk to himself, encouraging himself as he tried to sneak into a parking spot. Gray rolled his eyes and watched him pull into the spot. The boy was so weird sometimes, but Gray kind of liked that about him. He was strange himself after all, everyone was in their own way. When the male exclaimed that he did it Gray gave a small smile and a nod. He got out of the car after Freddy and looked at the boy when he rushed to his side. Gray liked it how no matter where they were Freddy always wanted to be close. Gray thought it was cute. The boy thanked him and Cameron ran a hand through the soft blonde hair. He took the male's hand and walked to the entrance, standing in line silently as he waited to buy a ticket. When they got up there he purchased two, ignoring the look he got from the teen that was selling the tickets when he saw the two holding hands. People like that didn't bother Gray, it was those stupid people he had to be rude about it that pissed him off. Taking the tickets and his change, Gray pulled Freddy into the park. Where to first? The Ferris wheel sounded like a good plan. He wanted to save the roller coaster for last since it was his favorite. He gave a sideways glance at Freddy before pulling him toward the Ferris wheel happily.

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Gray was happy that the line went quickly and it was soon there turn to get into one of the seats. Freddy crawled in first then Gray, who in truth would rather not sit on the outside of the ride. You see, unkown to anyone, the male was terrified of heights. He only went on rides like this because being up high scared him and gave him an adernline rush. As the Wheel screatched to life and began moving up Gray took a deep breath to relax himself. Freddy laid his head on Cameron's shoulder and gave a sigh before spouting out I love you's. Gray listened with a small ghost of a smile. He did love his boyfriend, he truely did, but he always had a hard time expressing his feelings. Even when he was younger, telling his parents he loved them was rare but they knew he did. He didn't have to say to show you, that's why he gently wrapped his arm around Freddy and gave him a small hug. That was the closest 'I love you' he was going to get for now. Gray tried to think back to anytime that he actually said I love you to Freddy. Nothing came to mind and he kind of felt bad for the boy. Hopefully his cheek felt better, it wasn't a bad hit so it shouldn't hurt to bad anymore.

Freddy pulled away as the ride started moving faster, and began acting like his weird self. Gray watched with a rose eyebrow as the boy began laughing and pretending to squish people. The boy had issues that was for sure. It was times like these that the silent male wondered how they even disided to get together. Well, it wasn't a choice he regreted so he guessed it didn't matter much. Freddy finally stopped acting like a weirdo and settled back down next to Cameron. He laid his head on his shoulder again and Cameron rested his head on the fluff of blonde hair. He listened to the mutter to himself about buying a caffinated drink and Cameron couldn't help but silently agree. He needed something to make the day a little more exciting, even if it was just a small boost of engergy. After raising his head and looking over the edge to the ground below, Gray decided it was best not to look over anymore. He stared down at his hands, which were fidgeting nervously. That always gave away his nervousness, since he was so good at keeping a blank face. Freddy looked up at him and Gray stared into the bright blue eyes of his lover. The smaller boy seemed to be caught up in a romantic moment in his mind and Gray looked back at his hands. He wasn't one for being romancy, it just wasn't his thing. That was Freddy's job.

Finally the ride was over and the two got off the Ferris wheel. Gray was just happy to have his feet back on the ground. The ride wasn't as exciting as he remembered it when he was younger, but maybe that was because he was actually pretty hyper when he was a kid and he was known for bouncing around the little compartment they sat in. Freddy asked him what he wanted to do as they entwined their fingers but Gray just gave a shrug. He wanted to ride the Roller Coaster, but he was thirsty and he wanted to get a slushie or something first. As he pulled Freddy along to the food area a young blonde boy ran up to the two. "Hey dude! I haven't seen you in forever man!" The kid said excitedly, laughing at the look of confusion on Gray's face. "Come on Cameron! We went to elementry and Junior High together!" The male continued, as though it should be obvious who he was. Suddenly something clicked in Gray's brain and a smile appeared on his face. "Alex! Man I didn't recognize you with blonde hair!" He said, doing on of those ridiculusly long handshake high five things with the boy. "When did you move back?" Gray asked, unconsusly drumming his fingers lightly on Freddy's hand. "Not too long ago. I'm just here with my girlfriend." Alex explained, motioning to the small, brown haired girl standing next to him. Gray looked over at her as though he just now noticed her and wondered if she had been there the whole time. "So is Kay still trying to get with you?" Alex asked, seeming to not notice that Gray was holding hands with another boy. "No man he knocked that off a while ago." Gray said before giving Freddy a sideways glance, "This is my boyfriend Freddy." Alex looked at him and gave a small smile but didn't offer to shake his hand or anything. "Awesome, well I'm gonna go ride the Roller Coaster, I'll see you around dude." Alex said, doing that stupid handshake thing with Gray again. The smaller boy nodded and watched as Alex grabbed his girlfriend hand and ran off toward the ride.

"I haven't seen him in a while." Gray mumbled as he started to pull Fredy toward the slushie stand. As soon as Alex left Gray became his silent self again, as though he was just putting on an act for the other boy. He lightly swung his and his boyfriends hands as they walked, noticing the looks he got for passersby. He ignored them like normal and went to the guy who sold the delicously cold, sugary drinks. "Could I have one large slushie?" Gray asked as he let go of Freddy's hand to open his wallet. "Sure, what flavor?" The guy asked, pulling out a large cup and walking over to the dispencer machine. "Just mix them all together." Gray answered as he placed the money onto the counter. The man nodded and did as he was told. He handed over the drink and a straw before counting the money and handing over the change. The money was placed in Gray's wallet, which was shoved into his left pocket as he made Freddy hold the drink. He had gotten a large so they could share. "Let's ride the Roller Coaster." Gray said, taking the drink in one hand while holding Freddy's with the other. His tone was another one of those 'now' moments, since it was his favorite ride. I mean come on that's what he came to the park for! All the twists and turns and drops just made him feel so... Alive he guessed. He couldn't explain it, it was just so fun! Without another word he began pulling Freddy in the direction of the ride, holding the drink out to the boy in case he wanted some.

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The Roller Coaster was in sight now and Gray had a small smile on his face, until of course Freddy decided to speak up. The male stopped in his tracks and looked over at the smaller boy, a look of suprise on his face. Did the male really just say no to him? He could see how terrified Freddy was and Gray knew how much courage it took to stand up to him, but that was something you just never did. Everyone knew not to back talk to Gray, even his own parents knew how angery he got. It wasn't that he wasn't getting his way it just pissed him off that someone would speak back to him like that. Disrespect is what he called it, but how respectful was it to hit someone for it? Of course that didn't cross his mind as he looked down at the cowaring boy. All he was thinking about was how Freddy shouldn't have said that. "What did you say?" His tone was normal, as though he was asking a friend to repeat himself because he didn't hear, but the meaning was threaded through the words. Anyone who was his friend would know the true meaning of his words, Freddy especially. His eyes were cold as he stared into Fred's frightened blue ones.

The boy mumbled something about not feeling well, and Gray raised an eyebrow. He was fine when he was laughing on the Ferris wheel. Maybe he was scared of something, but why didn't he say so when Gray suggested the park. Freddy knew that he loved Roller Coasters and that he would want to go on one, so he should have spoken up sooner! That was just another thing to add to Gray's anger. Gray nodded at Freddy's next words. Yeah he should have told him soon. Gray wasn't going to go on the Roller Coaster by himself and he was too pissed to enjoy it anyway. He already made the desicion that they were going home, which was never a good thing for Freddy. The taller male looked at Freddy and took a deep breath, as though he was resisiting he urge to hit him now. And in truth he was, if they were at home he would have already lashed out at him. Gray just tore his eyes away from Freddy and started walking towards the enterance. "We're going home." He stated as he walked away. He waited for the boy to walk over before he headed to the car, holding out his hands for the keys, then getting into the car. He slammed the door shut and waited for Freddy to get into the passanger's side.

The ride was silent and awkard. Anger seemed to emmit from the boy in the driver's seat as he focused on the road. He didn't seem to care about the red lights he hit this time or about the other male in the passenger's seat. He just drove, slightly over the speed limit, to Freddy's apartment. When they arrvived he got out of the car and walked inside, not waiting for the other boy. Not too many things were going through his head right now as he stood in the living room of his boyfriend's apartment. He watched the door as the blonde entered and walked over to the boy. He stared at him for a moment before lifting his hand and hitting the boy on his already injured cheek. He didn't wait for too long before striking him again. "Don't you know better?" Gray snapped as he struck his boyfriend's face again. He continued to hit the boy on his face before lifting a fist and punching his chest. Soon he was hitting any part of the boy that his fist came in contact with. The beating continued until Gray finally lowered his fists, standing in front of his now beaten boyfriend. He breathed heavily, his finger's twitching involuntarily. He ran a hand through his hair and closed his eyes, leaning his head back for a moment. He opened his eyes and looked down at his boyfriend, anger slowly leaving his eyes. Soon all of it had faded away and he bit his lip. His hands were shaking slightly and he sat down on the arm of the couch that was behind him.

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Gray was shaking as he sat on the arm of the chair, his face in his hands. He had never hit Fredy that bad before, especially over such a little thing. What was wrong with him? How could he do that to the boy? Gray stood up and went over to the poor kid on the floor. He knelt next to him and looked at him for a moment. He wiped the blood from Freddy's mouth before gently picking him up. The male's arm hung at a weird angle and Gray grimaced, knowing that it was broken. Freddy gripped his stomach, even unconsouse, and silently wondered why. Could he carry the boy out without being seen? He would just have to hope so because Frederick needed to go to a hospital. 'You better hope he's not seriously hurt. He's going to leave you know. He'll never stay with you after this. Look what you've done...' Thoughts like those circled through his mind as he shakily took the smaller boy out of the arpartment. He hurried to his car and got Freddy in the backseat without being seen. He dug in his pocket for the keys and sighed when he realized they were still inside. He ran back into the apartment and grabbed the key before running back and hopping into the driver's seat. He didn't know how late it had gotten since it seemed like they had just walked back into the apartment. He guessed they were in there longer than he had thought. The streets that were quiet seemed to buzz with people and blaim. He felt like everyone on the street knew what he did, the all saw and they all were shouting accusations his way.

As he sped off he pulled out his cell phone and dialed a number, someone who he could trust. "Hello?" It was Kayleb answering, his tone sounded like he just woke up from a nap. "Kay?" Gray's voice was the same cool, calm tone but underneith it was fear and worry. "Gray? What's wrong?" He was nervous now, like he knew the answer and was afraid he was right. Cameron didn't answer quickly, he made a sharp turn and sped through a stop sign, glancing in his rearveiw mirror every so often to chack and Freddy and to look for cops. "It's all my fault Kayleb, but I got so anger! He should have said anything..." Gray mumbled into the phone, wondering to himself why this drive was taking so long. "What happened Cameron?Who did you hit..." Kayleb trailed off but started to speak again before Gray could answer, "You hit Freddy didn't you?" The statement suprised Gray and he stayed silent. He had told Kayleb before Fred and hisself started dating tha he was afraid he would hurt the boy, and now he had. Well he had so many times before but now... Now was diffrent. This was the first time he felt so horrible and, well alone really. "I'm sorry Kayleb... I have to go." He didn't wait for a reply, he just hung up the phone and dropped it into his lap. The hospital was close now, he could see it but he still didn't know what to tell them. What could he say? Certainly not the truth! He guessed just make it up as he went along.

Gray pulled into the hospital and parked quickly. He jumped out of the car and scoop up Freddy, running into the emergancy room area. A nurse who was standing there looked in his direction and quickly ushered him to over. A docter near by came and took Freddy out of his arms and into a close room, leaving Gray standing there by himself. He sat down in a chair and stared down at his hands, like he had on the ride. He hoped Freddy was okay. How was he supposed to live without him? He knew it sounded cheesy and really unlike him, but it was true. If it was his fault that something terrible happened to Freddy, he wouldn't be able to live with himself. Hours seem to pass and no one came out to talk to him, each minute taking excertiating time to pass. "Gray!" The male's head shot up and he spotted Kayleb walking over to him, a worried look on his face. "Are you alright?" Gray couldn't answer, he just shook his head and sighed. Kayleb sat down in the chair next to him and gently rubbed his back, trying to tell him that it was alright and Freddy would be fine. Cameron didn't believe a word of it and he doubted his friend did either. Kay knew what he was capable of when he was angry and it was not pretty. They sat in silence for what seemed like years until a nurse ran over to them. She was a pretty blonde, but she looked tired and ready to go home. "Are you the one who brought in the boy?" She asked, looking down at Gray. He nodded and told her Frederick's name, which she wrote down on the clipboard she had. She started spouting off questions about Freddy's medial history and background and Gray answered all that he could. When she was finished she left again and Gray leant back in his chair.

Gray slipped in and out of a restless, dreamless sleep for a while, his head leaning on Kay's shoulder. When he woke up he heard Kay snoring softly. How long had he been here? How long could this take? Was Freddy hurt that badly? Questions swarmed his mind like angry bees, but he tried to push them away. Freddy was fine, they were just making sure. As he closed his eyes again he heard a man clear his throat in front of him. Gray opened his eyes and looked up at the doctor. He stood up and shook the man's hand, waiting for him to tell him the news. "Mr. Morrison was injured pretty badly. His arm was broken and he had a few fractured ribs. He's unconcious now, but he's stable." Gray gave a sigh of relief and ran a hand through his hair, not expecting what was to be said next. "Both of the babies are alright too, though we're a little concerned about one of them." The doctor said. "Oh thank god they're... What?" Gray stared at the man as though he was insane, expecting him to start laughing and say he was joking. "Mr. Morrison is pregnant with twins. We're not sure how, but both babies have been devoloping okay." The doctor told Cameron, who shook his head. The doctor told him to follow him and led the young man to Freddy's room. His eyes were closed and he looked so pale. Cameron went over to his and gently stroked his hair, not paying attention to the doctor. "Mr. Harris. Look." Gray looked up at the screen in the room, staring at the image he saw. It was true, Freddy was pregnant. Gray sat down in the chair next to Freddy's bed and placed his head in his hands. It all made sense now, why he didn't want to go on the Roller Coaster and why he was gripping his stomach. Gray felt sick but he didn't move. The doctor told him something but he just shook his head and heard the man walk out, shutting the door behind him. He had said the were concerned for one of the kids. What was wrong with it? Was it his fault? This was quickly becoming the worst day of his life and he just wanted to go home. He wasn't leaving though, until Freddy woke up.

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Gray sat silently in the room, trying to prosses what had happened that day. It had started out so well, then Gray had to go and get pissed off over nothing. He ruined everything, he always did. Now he had to tell his father that he was gay and that he got a guy pregnant. Man, he was going to be disowned for sure. How he was he going to break the news to him? He guessed he should just be up front about it like when he told his mother. Gray was slowly drifting to sleep listening to the soothing sound of Freddy's heart moniter when he door burst open. A young male ran in and over to Freddy, and Gray guessed it was that Sam kid that Freddy always talked about. Wow that kid looked like he had dressed himelf in the dark, hell maybe he did. Speaking of dark Gray wondered what time it was, but before he could check Sam started accusing him of hurting Freddy. "I didn't do anything!" Gray snapped, glaring at the boy in front of him. He would have said something else but at that moment Freddy groaned and opened his eyes. Gray let out another sigh of relief and watched the boy closely. His normally emotionless eyes were filled with concern and relief as he leaned forward in his chair to exaimin the boy more closely.

Sam asked whet was wrong with Freddy and the boy gave a fake answer. So he guessed being mugged was the story that they had to stick to. That was fine with Gray as long as he didn't have to tell anyone that he was the one who hurt the boy. He held his boyfriend's hand gently, rubbing the top softly with his thumb. When he sent Sam out Gray rose an eyebrow but didn't move, wondering what he was going to say. He braced himself for being dumped but the words that came out of Freddy's mouth were nothing like he expected. He wanted Gray not to be mad? Freddy just got the s**t beat out of him and he thought Gray was mad? "I'm not mad Freddy." Gray told the boy softly, knowing how hard it must have been to tell him that. He felt sorry for the boy and what he had to endur, trying to think of what it was like. "Listen Freddy I'm so sorry. I know it’s probably my fault that one of the babies is in trouble. I'm sorry. To tell you the truth, I've never wanted kids, but..." Gray trailed off as he watched Freddy try to move closer to him. Gray stood up and crawled into the bed next to Freddy carefully, making sure he didn't hurt or mess anything up. He lay their for a moment before getting up again. "I need a cigarette." He mumbled, stroking Freddy's hair before walking out.

Gray didn't look at Sam as he passed him in the hall, or at Kay who was still sitting in the waiting room. He went right outside and sat down, pulling out a cigarette and lighting it. A cold air blew past him and he shivered softly. He took a deep drag and held the smoke in for a moment before blowing it out through his nose. "Cameron dear!" Gray looked up at Freddy's mother who hurried over to him. "How's Freddy?" She asked, stopping a ways away from him when she saw his cigarette. He tapped off the ashes from the end and stood up, "He's awake now if you want to go talk to him." Gray said, motioning to the door. She thanked him and walked inside, Freddy's father in tow. Gray sat back down and continued to smoke silently, looking up when he heard a familiar voice calling his name. He was suprised to see his parents walking his way and he dropped his cigarette. He crushed it with his toe before standing up and walking over. "Fred's mother called me! Are you alright dear?" Grays mother asked, hugging her son tightly. "I'm alright." Cameron reassured her, pulling away gently. He looked over at his father, who was waiting for his hello. "Good evening sir." Gray mumbled. His father gave a nod and his mother started bombarded him with questions about Freddy.

"He'll be okay, but... There's something I have to tell you..." Gray took a deep breath as his parents waited to hear what he said. "Well son, get on with it." His father snapped and Gray guessed that was where he got his additude from. "I got Freddy pregnant." The words were spit out quickly and they kind of sounded bundled together but both got what he said. They stared at him like he was crazy and his mother stepped forward. She placed a had on his forhead before drawing it back. "Hon you're warm. Let's go sit down." Gray rolled his eyes and shook his head, "I don't have a fever I'm telling you the truth! Go ask the doctor." His father stepped forward and loomed over his son. "Don't talk to your mother that way!" He snapped and Gray nodded. He guessed this was how Freddy felt when he yelled at him. His father walked passed him, his mother following quickly and Gray sighed. He waited for a moment before going back inside too, walking back to Freddy's room. His father was standing in the coner with Freddy's talking quietly to him. Both mother's were hanging over the injured boy and Gray noticed the picture of the babies were up on the screen again. He bit his lip and walked in, his father looking over at him for a moment. Gray walked over to Freddy and sat on the bed, taking his hand softly. He wondered if Freddy had told his own father yet, he assumed so by the way the two were glancing over and talking. He felt like he was being exaimined by a bunch of gossiping girls.

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Everything seemed to be happening so fast. He had just sat down when the doctor walked in and started spouting out problems. Everyone but his parents and him were talking and Gray seemed to be blocking everything out. He sat and stared blankly ahead of him, not wanting to hear what could go wrong. When Mr. Morrison started talking Gray flinched a little. He reminded him of his own father, who was probably going to start something soon. Cameron glanced down at Freddy when he asked if he would stay and he gave a small nod. He gave a sideways glance at Mr. Morrison when he left and knew that his father's outburst would be next. Of course he was right, as soon as the doctor left Mr. Harris sighed loudly. "Nicolas, don't." His mother whispered angerly, but his father didn't pay any mind to her. "I think Morrison knows what he's talking about. My boy is still a boy! There is no way he'll be able to take care of children." He said, looking at Gray, who stared blankly back. "Nicolas hush!" She warned, but he jus gave her a small glare. "You know I'm right Anna! He's too young to have children! He can't raise a child right!" Harris exclaimed, shocked when Gray suddenly stood up. "You know what dad? You can hate me for being gay or for getting a guy pregnant, but you are not going to stand here and tell me I can't raise my family. You have no idea if I can be a good father or not!" Gray snapped angrly, stepping towards his father. "Boys, please don't. We've all had a long day. Freddy doesn't need this." Anna begged, not wanting to see her husband and son fight.

This wasn't the first time of course. Both of them had argued many times before, once ending with Nicolas lashing out and end up hitting Gray. They had silently apologized though and never spoke of the moment again, but Anna always seemed to think about it when the two fought. She stood with one hand on her hip and the other on Freddy's shoulder "Don't you dare talk to me like that boy! I am your father and I know what's good for you!" Nicolas glared at his son as though daring him to talk back. "You had your chance to raise your kids and now its my turn. They're my kids and me and Freddy are going to raise them the way we feel is best!" Anna sighed and ran a hand through her hair before sinking into the seat where Gray had been. "If you two are going to fight take it outside!" She ordered. Gray glanced back at her and turned on his heels, heading to the door. When he passed by Freddy he looked over at his boyfriend and gave him an odd look. It wasn't really recgonizable, especially from Gray, but it almost said that he was sorry for this. When he left his father stood quietly for a moment before following after him, Anna sighing loudly and looking up at Freddy's mother. "We'll be right back." Anna said with a smile, gently giving Fred's uninjured arm a squeeze. She stood up and both women left.

They walked back in not too long later, Gray and his father in tow. Gray was shaking again, like he usually did after he hit Freddy. He sat down next to his boyfriend but didn't look over at him. Cameron's father looked over at Fred and his look seemed to soften, as though he felt sorry for the boy. "Come on Anna. Let's go home. Feel better." The las bit was directed at Freddy before he took Anna's hand and pulled her out of the room. She blew a kiss to the two boys’ but Gray's father didn't say a word to his son. They were left alone with Freddy's mom, who said she had to get home to make dinner. She told them that she would be back tomorrow and gave each boy a kiss on the forhead. When she left Gray let out a sad sounding sigh and crawled into he bed with Freddy again. He moved close but made sure he didn't hurt the boy. He placed a hand on Freddy's stomach while the other gently played with the boy's hair. "I'm sorry Freddy." He whispered softly. He closed his eyes and yawned cutely, slowly stopping messing with Freddy's hair. "I love you Freddy." His words were soft, almost inaudible but he had said it. Soon after he was snoring quietly.

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→Cameron Gray Harris←

He was cold and shaking, that's probably what woke him up. He didn't want to but he opened his eyes slowly and looked around, wondering for a moment where he was. When he looked over at the sleeping boy next to him everything flooded back from yesterday. It seemed like years ago when they went to the Amusment Park, but, in truth, it was only the day before. He gently slid out of bed, making sure not to wake the boy lying next to him. He stretched and yawned silently before looking around again. What time was it? It seemed kind of quiet ut in the hallway so it was probably still early. The male took one more look at the boy sleeping in the hospital bed before slidding out o the room without making a sound. He was looking for a clock or someone witha watch or something. You see, he had big plans for today, he mulling over them all night, and he wanted to make sure that it was still early enough so he could make everything perfect. He wanted to make sure that this was going to be great, that everything was going to be perfect. Well, he knew that nothing was perfect but that didn't mean that he could try.

"Excuse me sir, do you need any help?" A young male nurse asked, approaching Gray as though maybe he had some disease that he didn't want to catch. "What time is it?" Gray asked, not bothering with the fact that the nurse still seemed to think he was sick. "It's four in the morning. Are you checked into the hospital?" The nurse seemed more relaxed now, like he had some how coming to the conclusion that Gray didn't have anything really serious. Gray shook his head and told him that his boyfriend was in a near by room. The nurse seemed suprised, then got a look that said that he want to ask Gray something. Gray lifted and eyebrow as though asking him what he wanted. "Uhm, are you the guy that got his boyfriend pregnant?" The male asked. Wow, things sure do spread around quickly don't they? Gray thought that Hospitals were supposed to keep your information private, but then again he was probably thing of theripy. "Yes. Now then, I have some things to attend to." Gray stated simply before walking away from the confused looking male.

Gray left the hospital, actually leaving a note for Freddy this time. It wasn't a very detailed note, but it was one all the same. It read; 'Freddy, I'm goning out for a while. See you whenever I get back. Gray.' He left nothing to hint about where he was going and that's the way he wanted it. He wanted everything to be a suprise. He nervously drummed on his steering wheel and he drove toward his destination. A lot of things were going through his head, but he was determind to do this. His stomach seemed to be throwing its self around, but there was no way he was going to let nerves distract him from what he was planning to do. Everything was going to be perfect and Freddy was going to love it. Well, at least Gray hoped he would. Of course he was going to! There was no way he couldn't! What Gray was planning to do would shock him and, hopefully, make him the happiest guy in that hospital. Gray turned a corner and took a deep breath as his destination came into sight. Alright, this was the easiest part, after this everything would get harder. Gray pulled into the parking lot and found an empty space, getting out of the car and walking into the store.

He was greated by the sound of people and the smell of sented candles and metal. Not the best combination but whatever. Not like that really mattered anyway. Gray approached the counter, getting the attention of a bubbly young lady, who smiled happily. "Welcome! Can I help you find anything?" She asked warmly in a high voice. She kind pissed Gray off, she was a little too bubbly, but he just nodded. "Yeah, I'm looking for a gold band." He said and the woman nodded. She took him over to a case that had a lot of fancy, expensive choices. Gray bit his lip as he looked at all of them. He was hoping for a less expensive, plain gold band. "Do have anything... less expensive?" Gray asked the girl in a soft tone. He wished he could afford something fancy, but he had what he had and that was it. "Sure. You know woman perfer diamonds more than just gold bands." The lady informed him and Gray rolled his eyes. Of course she would assume that he was to be a female a ring, most men are. "Yeah I know, but I'm here for my boyfriend." Gray told her as he followed her to another case of rings. "Oh. Well I'm sure he'll be happy wth one of these." She said a little embarressed as she pointed at the rings. He scanned them before pointing at one and asking if he could get that one. "Uhm, can engrave something into it?" He asked as she got him the ring. "Sure! It'll cost a little extra and it will take a little while." She said with a smile. "That's fine." Gray mumbled, following her to the counter. He watched her grab a pen and a piece of paper, asking him what he wanted in it.

Gray was suprised at how long that had taken him. He had left at five, gotten there at around five thirty, and now it was almost eight! He hoped that Freddy was in a good mood today, but he had no worries about that. Freddy was always in a good mood. Gray climbed back into the car and started the half-hour drive back to the hospital. It didn't seem that long, but maybe it was because of his nerves. You know, when you want something to take a long time because you’re nervous but it just seems to make time go faster? Yeah that's what happened with Gray. He spotted his father's car in the parking lot and sighed, but he wasn't detered from his plans. He pulled into a parking space, noticing Freddy's parent's car too. Whatever, the more the merrier, as the saying goes. Gray got out of the car and headed into the hospital, going straight into Freddy's room. His mother looked over st the door and smiled happily at her son, standing up from the chair Gray usually sat in. "There you are honey! We were all wondering where you went!" His mother said, hugging Gray. He hugged her back before going over to Freddy's bed and sitting down. As he opened his mouth to speak the door opened again and in walked Kay. He smiled at Gray and Freddy before sliding further into the room and shutting the door. Gray sighed and waited for a moment, seeing if anyone else was going to come in. When the door didn't open again he looked over at Freddy and took a deep breath. The room seemed to get quiet as they waited for him to speak.

He didn't know how to start. How to put what he wanted to say in real sentences. To him, he seemed to be taking forever to speak but maybe to everyone else he wasn't. "Freddy... Uhm, this is really hard for me to say..." Great way to start out buddy, now it sounds like your going to break up with him! "You have changed my life, and definatly for the better. We've been through a lot already and to me that shows that we can manage to handle anything together." He trailed off, silence inveloping the room. "What I'm trying to say is..." Gray slid off the bed and onto his knee, staring up at Freddy as he pulled out the little box he had hidden. He opened it to reveal the ring he had purchased with the engraving 'No matter what, I'll always love you.' "Freddy, will you marry me?" He heard gasps around the room, their mother's letting out small 'aw's. He heard his father's shocked gasps and waited for him to speak up and reject what was happening, but not a word left his mouth. He seemed to suprised to speak. Kay was in the back of the room, biting his lip. You see he always hoped that maybe the two would brake up and he might have a chance with Gray, but that seemed to slip away right in front of him. He slipped out of the room with a small sigh and went into the hallway. Yesterday Sam, Freddy's friend, had asked him out but he had said no, hoping he still had a change with his childhood crush. He sighed again and sat down on a flight a stairs, buring his head in his arms.

-- My computer almost deleted this, but I won the battle! I hope it's okay! DX --

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→Cameron Gray Harris←

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→Kayleb Alexander Cambridge←

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A a r o n • J a s p e r • W e s t

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Really it's;; Aaron. Well Beth calls me Air, but only she's allowed to
Around since;; October 9, 1991
Do the math;; Eighteen
Obviously I'm a;; Male
And I'm proudly;; Homosexual

G E T T I N GxxP E R S O N A L

Gotta have it;; Color, Listening, Writing, Smiling, My Family, Cold Weather, Coffee, Laying in the grass, Sun, Snow, Silence
Get it outta here;; Heights, Hot Weather, Death, Fire, Rain, Sadness, Onions, Chocolate, Horror Films (Beth makes me watch them with her a lot), Spiders, Country Music
I'm afraid;; Bees (I'm allergic), Hospitals, Death, Pain, Alex's dog (I've always had a fear of dogs), I also have agoraphobia.
Things dear to my heart;; My Father, My twin sister, My boyfriend, My pet fish Bubbles, MickeyMaxx (A stuffed bear I got from Evan a long time ago)
Love me forever;; My boyfriend

A L LxxT H I N G SxxC O M P L E X

Who I am;; Well, let's start off with stating a fact, shall we? I don't talk much but that's because I don't like the way I talk. We'll get to the reason and stuff when we're in my biography. Anyway I am a very quiet, shy person who would prefer to stay with my family then go out and meet people. Everyone was pretty surprised when I came home one day and informed them that I had a boyfriend. I like to keep to myself, you see. I didn't really have a whole lot of friends when I was in school, just a small group of spazzy kids I always wondered how I befriended. Unlike my twin, Beth, I am not a really a bubbly person when you get to know me, I keep to myself no matter how long you've known me. Well, except with Beth. She's really the only person I'll hold a long conversation with willingly. I'm closest to her than anyone else in my family. She's my twin after all so I believe there's a bond or something there. Uhm, let's see, what am I besides quiet and shy? I'm a nice person when I speak to people; it's pretty rare to see me mean or rude to someone. So yeah that's me; Shy, quiet, and nice.
All behind me;; October Ninth1991 was a dark night and it was also the night my twin sister and I were born. We were born as Aaron and Bethany Bell to a lovely couple named Bethanne and Richard, who I'm sure were good people. I don't remember them at all though since we were put up for adoption that very night. I don't know why and I don't care either. We were both adopted by a homosexual couple, Daniel and Evan West, which are my true family. I was given the last name West and was taken home with them and my sister. Unlike Beth I don't really wonder about my true parents, they gave me up and are out of my life. Simple and true. It's not like I completely block them out of my mind, I just don't dwell on them.

My childhood was a good one. My father's were very caring and loving, so I have no sob story to tell here. My only problem growing up was my inability to speak. Yeah, I was mute for most of my childhood. You see, by the time my sister was being to make almost full sentences I had yet to say my first word. I was taken to a throat specialist and my parents were told my vocal cords were weak and that it was a probability that I would never be able talk. They were given the number of a voice specialist in case they ever felt they needed it for me and I was sent on my way. As I grew up I shied away from most people and became close to my twin and one of my fathers. I was closest to my father, Daniel, who took the time out of his schedule to teach me sign language, which I used the first ten years of my life.

When I reached ten my vocal cords had grown strong enough to start developing words. Yeah that means I've only been talking for eight years of my life. I don't like talking, as I stated in my personality, because I have a lisp when I talk. My family tries to tell me it's not noticeable but I know it is. I was teased a lot at school for it, which caused me not to speak at school even though I now could. My voice fades in and out still when I talk and sometimes I'm still forced to use sign language. Not being able to talk also gave me another fear in life. Since I couldn't talk, I couldn't yell out for help when I needed it so I became afraid of going outside by myself. The fear of going out by myself developed into just a small fear of the outdoors, which I found out was called agoraphobia.

My vocal troubles were pushed away later in life when we learned of my father, Evan's, illness. I really hate talking about it, I choke up every time but I'll try to explain it to you. Alright here it goes, my father had informed us that he had found out that he had brain cancer. Unbelievable moment right there that was the worst news I have ever heard. My life took a turn for the worst and I began to stop speaking to everyone, including my sister and my father. When he finally... Passed on, oh man was that the worst. I can't even explain the feeling, the horrible sensation in your stomach that you felt before just going numb. Losing a loved one is like nothing you have ever felt before.

My father had written a book and after Evan passed the book flew off the shelves. The only problem with that was, most of the kids at the school read it and began teasing and beating my sister and me, everything was just horrible. We eventually had to transfer schools, where I met my current boyfriend. I have since graduated and it has been a while after Evan's death, my father now has a new boyfriend and I do wish them the best. Do I like Alexander? Yeah, he's fine I guess. I don't really talk to him at all but he treats my father well. This is my last summer here before I leave for college to become an English major so I just want to enjoy my time and not worry about simple things like that.

My favorite colour;; slateblue,dodgerblue
In all of this I'm just;; The Oldest Brother
Not my fault, blame;; Sweet Sounding Silence

[Sweet Sounding Silence]

The wind seemed to struggle against his window, wanting to be let in so it could blast everything it could pick up around the room. The snow gently flew around with the wind and it made it seem like you were in one of those pretty snow globes. A very cold snow globe. The males whose window was being beat upon by wind was curled up into a small ball under his blankets. He had two of his own and two he had stolen from his brother's closet and he was still shaking. Man, he hated the winter season. The terrible driving conditions, the freezing wind, the knee deep snow, none of that appealed to him. When he was young he used to love the snow but as he grew older he just started to see it as a nuisance. The only time snow was fun anymore if you had a bunch of friends to pelt snowballs with. With a sigh the shaking boy slowly rolled over, not daring to stretch out since he didn't want to touch any cold part of the mattress. He knew he had to get and get ready soon if he wanted to squeeze in a quick shower and still have time for breakfast but all he wanted to do was go to sleep. He didn't want to go anyway. Jory could just go without him and tell him how it went. No, that wasn't an option. Jory already told him that if he had to go then Chase did too. Besides it has been a while since he saw his other two brothers and his sister.

Chase uncurled himself with a small gasp as the cold sheets rubbed against his legs. He so didn't want to move anymore, but he had to. He decided to get up before his brother woke him up. He sat up, taking one of the blankets and wrapping it around his shoulders before getting out of bed and heading into the bathroom. He needed to shower quickly, get dressed, finish packing, eat breakfast, get his stuff in the car, and hope that Jory was in a good mood and also ready to go. As he made out his mental check list he undressed himself and hopped into the shower. He washed his body and his hair before getting out and grabbing a towel he dried himself and headed back into his room where he got dressed in layers. He put on his underwear and pulled on some comfortable jeans and a tee shirt, then he slipped on sweats and a sweater before a winter jacket and his snow boots. He didn't care if the jacket made him look fat or how the boots clumped loudly against the floor, he was ready to fit the snow! He finished his packing and pulled all his stuff down the hall and downstairs into the small living room. The put his stuff by the door before walking outside to get the paper. After fitting the wind, grabbing the paper, and hurrying back inside he decided he need another pair of sweats, a hat, and some thick gloves.

Chase threw the paper onto the kitchen table and walked over to the fridge, just grabbing the milk and placing it on the counter next the fridge. He grabbed a tin which read 'Breakfast Mix' on the front and opened it up, dumping four teaspoons in a cup he had grabbed. He poured in the milk and put it away then stirred his drink quickly. He sipped on it slowly as he wandered around the kitchen, checking the thermostat to see what the temperature was. Too cold, that was for sure but he knew he shouldn't turn it up. Don't mess with Jory's stuff was a rule that he didn't bother to break. He wasn't too into breaking rules anyway. He like being good, you were trusted easier that way. When Chase was full of his drink he dumped the rest down the sink and rinsed it out. The dishwasher was opened and the cup was placed in it before it was slammed shut. Alright let's see now all he had left to do was get all his stuff in the car. That should be easy enough, right? Just grab your stuff and head out to the car. Of course with poor Chase's luck nothing was ever really that easy. Something always had to go wrong and this time was not any different.

This was why Chase hated winter. The boy had been pulling his stuff to the car when he slipped on the ice and slid down the driveway. He laid on his back in the snow, shaking and angry. Now he knew for a fact he needed another layer of pants. He pushed himself up and tried to stand but he just manged to slip again. No way he was letting the stupid ice beat him. Chase forced himself up and walked slowly to his stuff, carefully pulled it over to the car. Once he had the car to hold onto he relaxed and pulled it open. His stuff was shoved into the back and he clapped happily. Ha, see ice Chase was victorious! He slammed the car shut and walked back to the house, going up stares to pull on his other pair of sweats and a hat. No way was he going to be cold now. He went back downstairs and grabbed his phone, flipping it open to see if he had any new texts. Nope, none this morning. Oh well, not too upsetting for him. He could just text Leo and see if he was ready to go too. He had invited his friend Leo and promised to give him a ride to the reunion. Chase wondered if he ever told Jory that Leo was coming? The male shrugged and just went on finishing his text.

To: Mr. Leo
From: Mr. Chase

Leo! I fell down in the snow! DX
It was cold and not awesome! DX
Anyway! Are you coming over soon?

<3 Chase

[Sweet Sounding Silence]

Ryen ● Markus ● Knightly
Ry
The only Son
Sweet Sounding Silence
Do you like what you see?

【★】xxxxsimple stuff

the number of candles i've blown out would be fifteen
i celebrate my age every June second
my heart stutters for handsome guys and hot chicks
which means i'm open minded
i wasn't born with these holes Both of my ears are peirced
and that's not sharpie Actually yes it is since I don't have any real tattoos
i don't see myself as short 5'5"
nor am i fat 115
i'd die for this color though goldenrod

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santa buys me these Coloring
Talking
Writing Songs
Smiling
Guitars
Cold Weather
Being Random
Spinning Chairs
Sun
Running
Boys
Girls
satan gives me those Heights
Hot Weather
Quiet
Fire
Rain
Sadness
Onions
Chocolate
Horror Films
Spiders
Country Music
shh!!! my parents don't know that I like guys and I've tired smoking once or twice
i dance around to this [favorite songs. url please? at least 2]
i'd die if i lost these My dog Sarabi
my stomach gets butterflies for No one really

【★】xxxxtrue stuff

i'm always Happy, Hyper, Outgoing, Random, Rude, Blunt

»I don't like mom's new boyfriend/fiancé guy. He just... Well, I don't know why I don't like him.
»Mom doesn't know that I like guys. Its not that I'm not open about it she just never asks.
»I have smoked cigarettes before. I've only done it once or twice though.
»I've broken my wrist once, but it wasn't my fault! DJ convinced my to jump of a roof when we were younger.
»I have a dog that I love very much named Sarabi. She is named after Simba's mom from the Lion King.
»I really didn't like the whole summer house idea. It seems boring to me and I hate boring things.
»I'm allergic to sea food and peanuts. I found out about the peanuts the hard way.
»I actually carry a pack of cigarettes in my backpack, but I don't smoke them. They're there just in case I need them which I know I wont.

[Sweet Sounding Silence]

Jason Atticus Webb

XXJasson Atticus WebbXX

Mr. Right, Well Yes I Am

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[Sweet Sounding Silence]

Mason ● Ray ● Morrison
Mason
The Gay Couple Guy
Sweet Sounding Silence

【★】xxxxsimple stuff

the number of candles i've blown out would be E i g h t e e n
i celebrate my age every August F o u r t h
my heart stutters for Those pretty b o y s
which means i'm h o m o sexual
i wasn't born with these holes My l i p is peirced
and that's not sharpie To m a n y to name
i don't see myself as short 5'8"
nor am i fat 140lbs
i'd die for this color though S l a t e blue baby!

【★】xxxxpersonal stuff

santa buys me these Coffee, snow, colors, people, new situations, candy, running, hanging out, boys, tattoos
satan gives me those Loud people, people who judge me, clothes, hot weather, being shaky, being tired, flutes, onions, chocolate, homophobes

shh!!! my parents don't know That I s m o k e like a chimney and I that I've c h e a t e d on a past boyfriend
i dance around to this Chelsea Smile Bring Me The Horizon
Situations Escape The Fate
i'd die if i lost these I have d o g named Sarabi
my stomach gets butterflies for Emery

【★】xxxxtrue stuff

i'm always Crazy, Loud, Outgoing, Funny, Hyper

»The truth is I hardly know my boyfriend. We met on a chat site and decided to see each other face to face. It kind of took off after that.
»I smoke a lot, it's a bad habit I know. It's the reason I never leave the house without breath mints.
»I got my first tattoo when I was fifteen. My dad took me to get it on my birthday, pretty epic huh?
»Speaking of epic, that is my favorite word. Everything is epic to me, wheather it's an epic fail or win.
»I love coffee, sweet caffine is my second addiction. Black is my favorite way to have it or with carmel.
»I have three brother Michael, Mitchell, and Markus. My parents have a weird thing for names that start with 'M'. I have no idea why.
»I am very hyper and outgoing in almost any situation. I love being the center of attention and I am very clingy.
»I am the jealous type for sure. If I see anyone even glance at my boyfriend I get angry, he's mine. Back off hoe.

[Sweet Sounding Silence]

------links to other pictures.

` the basics --

-- the one and only Blakely Markus Knight.
------ many other names Blake or just Blakely.
-- counting the candles Sixteen.
------ first breath June Third.
-- in love with those Boys, but don't tell anyone.
-- part i play Mister In The Closet.

` dive deeper --

-- the way i am
Well, where should I start? I'm a nice kid....


-- why im this way
Bio, 2-4 paragraphs.

` little things --

-- my favorite things
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Bullet list of likes.
-- make me squirm
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Bullet list of dislikes.


` the end --



-- music is key Arrested In Shanghai- Rancid
-- color my rainbow Slateblue, crimson, deepskyblue.
-- pulling the strings Sweet Sounding Silence

[Sweet Sounding Silence]

" It wasn't me... I swear it wasn't! Of course it wasn't, but they'll never belive you. They think you're crazy. "

A young eighteen year old male stared out the window of his father's car, images flashing by like a television set. People's blurred faces were turned away from the car as though they knew who was in it and they knew where he was going. Random thoughts went through the brunettes head, like where were the people going? Why were they walking instead of driving or riding the bus? You know, questions like that.