Summer story part 15
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Here are all the chapters of The Boys Of Summer.
It’s done.
This bit dedicated to my beloved![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
justabi, the wonderful and hopefully doing okay now astrea9562, the delicious kitkat3979.
Special thanks tocapnzebbie, who volunteered to beta this brick—bless her soul!
And last but never ewver least—if she hadn’t held my hand through chapter after chapter, I never would have finished.
Love you,fromward, my BabyGirlToo!
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
“Red! Clark! Are you ready?” Jonathan called out as he tossed the last bag in the back of Lex’s truck. He stopped and rubbed out a scuffmark on the tailgate. God forbid Red see that, he grinned to himself.
Clark followed Lex out of the barn, carrying a bag, and his cell phone squeezed between his cheek and shoulder. He shielded his eyes from the bright sunlight, and nodded at his dad. He tossed his bag in the truck and grabbed Lex’s, placed it in the bed next to his.
“We’re getting ready to leave now, we’ll met you up with you guys there, okay? All right. Later Pete.”
Clark stopped and looked around him, at the yellow farm house, past the barn to the fields, at his parents and suddenly his stomach clenched, hard. His mouth was dry…. Am I ready for this? I’m not! I’m not ready…
Lex kissed his cheek. “Come on Clark. We need to get on the road. It will be all right, I promise.”
Martha held out her arms and squeezed Clark when he stepped in to the circle of her arms. “Don’t worry, you’re not far—come home whenever you want, okay?” her voice shook a little and the tip of her nose was red. Clark smiled down at his mother and kissed her nose.
“You guys will be fine,” she continued, “Lex honey, give me a kiss.” When Lex leaned in to hug her and kiss her cheek, she whispered, “Take care of Clark—I worry about him. You—you’re the strong one.” She squeezed him hard and Lex laughed.
“I don’t know about that, Martha, but we’ll take care of each other-don’t worry.”
Jonathan walked up behind them, hands full of maps and snacks Martha had wrapped up for them. At Lex’s raised eyebrow, he sighed. “I know, I know, it’s only a three hour drive but the woman’s afraid your boyfriend will starve to death on the way."
Clark grinned and opened ome of the bags—“Great! Pie!”
Suddenly the sound of crunching gravel caught their attention, two cars were pulling into the driveway. Jonathan saw an SUV, and behind it—a black Mercedes…damn, now what?
“It’s your dad’s car, Lex,” Clark said, and frowned. Jonathan was surprised at the depth of dislike evident in Clark’s expression. Lex’s head whipped toward the driveway and his expression was such a stew of conflicting emotion that Jonathan hurt for him… poor kid....
Clark concentrated on the tinted windows of the Mercedes and said, "It’s just the driver…no one else.”
Jonathan caught the lick of disappointment before a bitter smile settled on Lex’s face. “Stay here, Red,” he said. “I’ll see what he wants.” Lex nodded and Clark came to stand next to him, slipping his arm around Lex’s waist. A few minutes later, the Mercedes pulled away and Jonathan came back with an unmarked envelope and handed it to Lex. Lex smirked at Clark and showed him the envelope, Clark frowned. “That’s the letter George had, isn’t it?”
Lex shrugged and opened it—it contained a credit card and nothing else. Lex huffed and laughed a little. He turned it over and over in his fingers as the others stood and watched silently.
Finally he handed it to Clark with a rueful smile and Jonathan let out a little sigh of relief.
Clark grinned happily at Lex and cracked the card in half before dropping it on the drive, seconds later a blackened lump of melted plastic smoked on the gravel.
Jonathan smiled at them both. “I’m going to check make sure we didn’t leave anything in the house, Martha, you coming?” She nodded and with a smile at Lex and Clark, followed Jonathan.
The SUV’s horn sounded and they walked down the drive as the driver got out to meet them.
“Hey, Whit! Wow,” Clark exclaimed. “Sam let you drive his car?” He cast a little sideways glance at Lex, who studiously ignored him.
Whit grinned and then turned to Lex. “Hey Red, you okay? Was that the Bastard?”
Lex shook his head. “No, he sent someone else to do his dirty work.”
Whit nodded, shoved his hands in his pockets and grinned at them. “Well.”
Clark ignored him and looked inside the vehicle. “Nice, Whit, nice.”
“Yeah, until I get my own car, we're sharing this one.”
Lex smirked “Of course.” He looked at Clark. Told you so
"Yes, yes, for god’s sake and they all lived happily ever after!” Clark snapped.
“Hunh?” Whit looked at the two as if they suddenly gone nuts right in front of him. “Ooh-kaay--anyway, I came to wish you guys a safe trip—I’m not gonna say goodbye cause we’ll see each other plenty soon, I’m sure—we’ll come to the city lot on business…”
They stood motionless, quiet, overcome by feeling.
“Wow—this is…it’s really fuckin’ over.” Whit said, and gasped. He swiped his hand across his eyes and swallowed hard.
“Don’t do that!” Lex snapped and his eyes were red too.
Another car swung into the drive, spraying gravel as it came to a screeching halt and Pete jumped out. “Whit! Damn it! I was looking all over for you!”
Whit whirled around. “Pete! Get over here!”
It was like something huge and too tight snapped—they were hugging each other, arms wrapped tight around each other, and fuck it if they were acting like a bunch of girls, Whit yelled.
“What the fuck--I mean, shit…what the fuck!” Whit laughed, “It’s been a fucking strange bunch of years.”
Lex scrubbed at his face, slightly angry that he’d given in to tears, but just ths once... “And in all this time Whitney, you haven’t learned to express your self any better.”
“Yeah. Fuck you too, Red. I know you love me.” he grinned.
Pete nodded, “Yeah, it’s been damn strange…I love you guys, you know that, right? And Lex—I really do forgive you for Raphael…”
“Fuck you Pete,” Lex spit out a choked imitation of a laugh and he squeezed Pete’s shoulders.
Whit looked at Lex. “Red--”
“Shh!” Lex stopped him. He shot a look at Clark, and Clark nodded. Lex palmed the back of Whit’s head, tugging a little on the long hairs against his neck, kissed him and said, “Thank you, thank you for everything you did for me.”
Whit shook his head “You mean for everything I did to you--” and tried to pull away but Lex grabbed Clark’s arm, and pulled him closer, and Clark reached out, took Whit’s face between his hands and said, “Thank you for saving my life,” and kissed him too.
Whit gasped a little, laughed a little and this time let the sob out. “Fuck that, Clark—you guys—you saved *my* life… without you—without you…”
“Shit! Knock it off! And I'm not kissing you, so forget it!" Pete let the tears run freely down his face. “It won’t ever be the same anymore, will it? It’s over, it’s all…all…” he dropped his head and kicked hard at the gravel and Whit grabbed him, and they hugged each other fiercly.
“Hell no, it’s not over," Clark said as he slapped Pete carefully on the back. "It'll just be different, that's all."
Lex nodded. “You’ll never be rid of us.” He grinned a little shakily at Whit.
“Yeah, Pete,” Whit said, and rubbed his knuckles across Pete’s head. “Still the mouseketeers, forever!”
“*Musketeers* forever, asshole,” Pete replied and tried, not very hard, to push Whit away.
“Forever.” Lex said and threw his arm around Pete’s free shoulder.
“Forever.” Clark said, and grabbed Whit’s hand.
“Forever.” Whit nodded. “Hell yeah.”
06-06-05
I can see you-
Your brown skin shinin' in the sun
I see you walkin' real slow and you're smilin' at everyone
I can tell you my love for you will still be strong
After the boys of summer have gone.
Boys of Summer by Don Henly
Here are all the chapters of The Boys Of Summer.
It’s done.
This bit dedicated to my beloved
justabi, the wonderful and hopefully doing okay now astrea9562, the delicious kitkat3979.Special thanks to
capnzebbie, who volunteered to beta this brick—bless her soul! And last but never ewver least—if she hadn’t held my hand through chapter after chapter, I never would have finished.
Love you,
fromward, my BabyGirlToo!Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
“Red! Clark! Are you ready?” Jonathan called out as he tossed the last bag in the back of Lex’s truck. He stopped and rubbed out a scuffmark on the tailgate. God forbid Red see that, he grinned to himself.
Clark followed Lex out of the barn, carrying a bag, and his cell phone squeezed between his cheek and shoulder. He shielded his eyes from the bright sunlight, and nodded at his dad. He tossed his bag in the truck and grabbed Lex’s, placed it in the bed next to his.
“We’re getting ready to leave now, we’ll met you up with you guys there, okay? All right. Later Pete.”
Clark stopped and looked around him, at the yellow farm house, past the barn to the fields, at his parents and suddenly his stomach clenched, hard. His mouth was dry…. Am I ready for this? I’m not! I’m not ready…
Lex kissed his cheek. “Come on Clark. We need to get on the road. It will be all right, I promise.”
Martha held out her arms and squeezed Clark when he stepped in to the circle of her arms. “Don’t worry, you’re not far—come home whenever you want, okay?” her voice shook a little and the tip of her nose was red. Clark smiled down at his mother and kissed her nose.
“You guys will be fine,” she continued, “Lex honey, give me a kiss.” When Lex leaned in to hug her and kiss her cheek, she whispered, “Take care of Clark—I worry about him. You—you’re the strong one.” She squeezed him hard and Lex laughed.
“I don’t know about that, Martha, but we’ll take care of each other-don’t worry.”
Jonathan walked up behind them, hands full of maps and snacks Martha had wrapped up for them. At Lex’s raised eyebrow, he sighed. “I know, I know, it’s only a three hour drive but the woman’s afraid your boyfriend will starve to death on the way."
Clark grinned and opened ome of the bags—“Great! Pie!”
Suddenly the sound of crunching gravel caught their attention, two cars were pulling into the driveway. Jonathan saw an SUV, and behind it—a black Mercedes…damn, now what?
“It’s your dad’s car, Lex,” Clark said, and frowned. Jonathan was surprised at the depth of dislike evident in Clark’s expression. Lex’s head whipped toward the driveway and his expression was such a stew of conflicting emotion that Jonathan hurt for him… poor kid....
Clark concentrated on the tinted windows of the Mercedes and said, "It’s just the driver…no one else.”
Jonathan caught the lick of disappointment before a bitter smile settled on Lex’s face. “Stay here, Red,” he said. “I’ll see what he wants.” Lex nodded and Clark came to stand next to him, slipping his arm around Lex’s waist. A few minutes later, the Mercedes pulled away and Jonathan came back with an unmarked envelope and handed it to Lex. Lex smirked at Clark and showed him the envelope, Clark frowned. “That’s the letter George had, isn’t it?”
Lex shrugged and opened it—it contained a credit card and nothing else. Lex huffed and laughed a little. He turned it over and over in his fingers as the others stood and watched silently.
Finally he handed it to Clark with a rueful smile and Jonathan let out a little sigh of relief.
Clark grinned happily at Lex and cracked the card in half before dropping it on the drive, seconds later a blackened lump of melted plastic smoked on the gravel.
Jonathan smiled at them both. “I’m going to check make sure we didn’t leave anything in the house, Martha, you coming?” She nodded and with a smile at Lex and Clark, followed Jonathan.
The SUV’s horn sounded and they walked down the drive as the driver got out to meet them.
“Hey, Whit! Wow,” Clark exclaimed. “Sam let you drive his car?” He cast a little sideways glance at Lex, who studiously ignored him.
Whit grinned and then turned to Lex. “Hey Red, you okay? Was that the Bastard?”
Lex shook his head. “No, he sent someone else to do his dirty work.”
Whit nodded, shoved his hands in his pockets and grinned at them. “Well.”
Clark ignored him and looked inside the vehicle. “Nice, Whit, nice.”
“Yeah, until I get my own car, we're sharing this one.”
Lex smirked “Of course.” He looked at Clark. Told you so
"Yes, yes, for god’s sake and they all lived happily ever after!” Clark snapped.
“Hunh?” Whit looked at the two as if they suddenly gone nuts right in front of him. “Ooh-kaay--anyway, I came to wish you guys a safe trip—I’m not gonna say goodbye cause we’ll see each other plenty soon, I’m sure—we’ll come to the city lot on business…”
They stood motionless, quiet, overcome by feeling.
“Wow—this is…it’s really fuckin’ over.” Whit said, and gasped. He swiped his hand across his eyes and swallowed hard.
“Don’t do that!” Lex snapped and his eyes were red too.
Another car swung into the drive, spraying gravel as it came to a screeching halt and Pete jumped out. “Whit! Damn it! I was looking all over for you!”
Whit whirled around. “Pete! Get over here!”
It was like something huge and too tight snapped—they were hugging each other, arms wrapped tight around each other, and fuck it if they were acting like a bunch of girls, Whit yelled.
“What the fuck--I mean, shit…what the fuck!” Whit laughed, “It’s been a fucking strange bunch of years.”
Lex scrubbed at his face, slightly angry that he’d given in to tears, but just ths once... “And in all this time Whitney, you haven’t learned to express your self any better.”
“Yeah. Fuck you too, Red. I know you love me.” he grinned.
Pete nodded, “Yeah, it’s been damn strange…I love you guys, you know that, right? And Lex—I really do forgive you for Raphael…”
“Fuck you Pete,” Lex spit out a choked imitation of a laugh and he squeezed Pete’s shoulders.
Whit looked at Lex. “Red--”
“Shh!” Lex stopped him. He shot a look at Clark, and Clark nodded. Lex palmed the back of Whit’s head, tugging a little on the long hairs against his neck, kissed him and said, “Thank you, thank you for everything you did for me.”
Whit shook his head “You mean for everything I did to you--” and tried to pull away but Lex grabbed Clark’s arm, and pulled him closer, and Clark reached out, took Whit’s face between his hands and said, “Thank you for saving my life,” and kissed him too.
Whit gasped a little, laughed a little and this time let the sob out. “Fuck that, Clark—you guys—you saved *my* life… without you—without you…”
“Shit! Knock it off! And I'm not kissing you, so forget it!" Pete let the tears run freely down his face. “It won’t ever be the same anymore, will it? It’s over, it’s all…all…” he dropped his head and kicked hard at the gravel and Whit grabbed him, and they hugged each other fiercly.
“Hell no, it’s not over," Clark said as he slapped Pete carefully on the back. "It'll just be different, that's all."
Lex nodded. “You’ll never be rid of us.” He grinned a little shakily at Whit.
“Yeah, Pete,” Whit said, and rubbed his knuckles across Pete’s head. “Still the mouseketeers, forever!”
“*Musketeers* forever, asshole,” Pete replied and tried, not very hard, to push Whit away.
“Forever.” Lex said and threw his arm around Pete’s free shoulder.
“Forever.” Clark said, and grabbed Whit’s hand.
“Forever.” Whit nodded. “Hell yeah.”
06-06-05
I can see you-
Your brown skin shinin' in the sun
I see you walkin' real slow and you're smilin' at everyone
I can tell you my love for you will still be strong
After the boys of summer have gone.
Boys of Summer by Don Henly
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6/8/05 02:44 am (UTC):)
*hugs you hard*