Forgotten children 14. chapter

This is last chapter I have written so far, and when school starts I don`t have much time to write, so you may have to wait little :)


The last three weeks we had been training for revolution. Jonas and his friends had given us parkour lessons, and in the first lesson, we had suprised them with our talent, me and Bill had in fact been training parkour since we were 15. We all laughed our heads off when Nick and Liam tryied it first time, they hadn`t get much muscles to their arms for skating, and couldn`t do even the basics. Their body control was good, though, and after three weeks of trainig and working in the town, they weren`t much behind us.

A few days after our arrival, we had noticed how friendly everyone in the town was, and asked it from Thomas. "Don`t you let unfriendly people to move here, or is it because this hippie-like way of living?" Jonas laughed, "No, it is because of Angels. They are naturally innocent and honest, like young childs, expect that it doesn`t disappear even when they are adults, and they feel emphathy stronger than humans. When you add to, that they also see behind lies and pretending, and understand this world better than most, no wonder that authorities fear and hate them. If they hadn`t break Angels` will, they would have already opened many peoples`eyes." ,he said with sadness.

If Angels were innocent like childs, you couldn`t say it about everyone. I honestly got scared when I first time saw the men who teached us self-defence and using weapons. They were with one exeption around 6 feets tall, muscular and full of tattoos. I was amazed how well Nick get together with them, until I heard that one of them was Mr. Shadows, who had interviewed him and send him tickets to here. When days passed, though, I get to know them better, and finally Brian, Jimmy, Matt, Zacky and Johnny were ones of my best friends.



Parkour, or PK, is a non-competitive contact sport in which a traceur or traceuse uses only their body to negotiate a series of obstacles with maximum efficiency of motion. Generally, the shortest distance between two points is a straight line. As most practitioners of PK can tell you, that line (or trace) is not always the easiest but it's a hell of a ride.

So that`s why I am boylover

"One interesting theory suggests that right-brained individuals are more child-like and so tend to be adolescent or even pre-adolescent in their thinking. While these traits are considered positive in creative writing, the arts and tasks involving fantasy, they might also lead one to have an affinity for children who utilize these same traits."

I have always been more inmature than my classmates (and that is why I get bad grades in essay writing), and had great imagination, I have never thought it would the reason why I am boylover, but it makes sense. That is propably the reason why I like the guys from Avenged Sevenfold, too, since they had never really grow up ;)

This surely gives me hope, since I am physically attracted to some adults too, I will maybe someday be happy with some inmature man ;)

I love Brian Haner. This is direct evidence as to why: (copied from his Facebook profile)

Random thoughts:
Anyone who uses the N word against a black person is an R word. Anyone who uses the R word against a mentally challenged person is an A word-hole D-bag.
I'm also happy about the Supreme Court ruling that allows F words, (not fuck - the other one), to get married so they can F word each other up the A word. Also - so glad to be married to my wife and not a woman who is the C word. That would totally suck the D word. I would have to hire an L word and get a divorce. (Lawyer is the dirtiest of all words).
I hope I've made myself clear.
ROTFLMAOWRYTNW
(Roll on the floor laugh my ass off while repeatedly yelling the N word)

Forgotten children 13. chapter

I was watching the new arrivals curiously, when Thomas started his explanation. "Because you`re here, I suppose that you think too that the way Angels are treated is wrong. Do you know why authorities say that Angels are not humans?",he asked. "They have some gene mutation, right? I have never heard why, they didn`t tell it in the news.",I said looking at him questioningly.

"Well, at first they thought it is some weird new disease, and that`s why they were isolated for scientific research. Soon they found out, though, that the pesticides and other chemicals in our food and water had activated the HERV-viruses, which have been hiding in our DNA for thousands of years. They were in our genes even before we were diverged from chimpanzees, and had lost their ability to cause diseases long time ago, but once in a while stress activates a HERV, which causes mutation and can lead to cancer. Officials of course didn`t wanted people to know the truth about chemicals, but even less they wanted people to know that the reason why the mutation was so fierce this time, was a stress caused by pressures of society and constant competition, because after all, our entire society and economy is based on competition."

I was amazed, even though they have never told that in school, I knew he was telling the truth. "How in the Earth you can know this all?", I asked, impressed of his knowledge. "I have studied biology and sociology in university, and we also have a website, similiar to Wikileaks, were people can leak information. The authorities have no idea how many workers of National Institute of Health and NSA are actually members of AF- society.",he said smirking.

I could have talked with Thomas for hours, but just then Jake joined into the conversation. "Thank you, Thomas. Next we have to discuss about another subject, since we will take back control from authorities and change the system, starting with the protests of thousands of people, at the next U.S national day, which is only little over month from now. Do you want to be involved?" Me and Liam, as well as just arrived twins, said immediatly yes. Like there was any other options, this was our last change."



Gerard "Party Poison" Way as Nick <3

The things I wrote about HERV, (Human Endogen Retrovirus), chemicals and cancer are true, I have rode science articles and watched documents. Yeah, I`m nerd :)

Forgotten children 12. chapter

We get out of the car, and for a moment everyone just stood here looking each others, without knowing what to do, until one of the youths, a guy around our age, burst into laughter. "Welcome to the Angel City, and sorry for that, we don`t get much visitors here", he said chuckling. "But come with me, I was just going to eat something, and the new arrivals from this morning are probably still in our house."

We followed the boy across the town, and noticed that almost two of the three citizens were Angels, most of them between ages 10 and 25.  Everywhere people were building houses and carving out garden plots, although many were already returning to their homes. "How many people there really lives? I thought that AF-society is just small organization.", I asked. I was confused, I had waited to see only handful of people living in small cottages, but this place was like a small city.

Even the house was full of people, and one of the men shouted: "Hey Jonas, are you brining more guests? Come and sit down!" When we had sat to the table and someone had given us platefuls of vegetarian food, (They didn`t have cows or other animals, and of course no grocery stories.), the man offered his hand. "I`m Jake, and this is my son Jonas. And you are...?" I looked at Bill and everyone around table, who were staring us, and mumbled embrassed for the attention: "Tom and Bill, we are twins."

"Well, nice to meet you Tom and Bill", the man answered chuckling. "I guess you are still quite confused, so let Thomas explain some things first, and then we will decide what we are gonna do."

A7X: Part of you 2/2

"Making your being uncomfortable?", you repeat laughing and I snort. I have drinked few beers too much, so I allow myself speak weirdly. Other unusual things I have to drive out of my mind immediately, or things will go to completely wrong direction.  I should get up and walk away, when I still can. If I take one more step, I will surely stay whole night. I know that staying is a bad option, even though it tempts right now. Inappropriate things, lines of prohibited list. You, in the first line, biggest temptation.  Worst trap set in front of me, and time after time I fall, loving to repeat my mistake. Over and over again, because you refuse to stop the game that just started in my mind, you want to see how it ends.

We meant to stop doing this long time ago, but when would we listen even each others wise decicions? When could we, because after awhile,  we will come back together, because we need these moments. Each others. You bend your finger alluringly, and my chances to escape are gone. I come back to my former place against your warm body, and your kiss, propably only thing that will mark you as careful, begs me to stay. Always so insecure, it reminds me of our first kiss. Then, an eternity ago, you have drinked too much, and kissing your friend seem like a great idea. Countless kisses after that, always these careful ones, one of the most fascinating features of you. You show only to me how afraid you are to open up yourself, to let anyone that close. You are afraid of being left alone, I taste desperation.
I answer without words: "I will always stay with you - always, Jimmy, where ever you go - because part of you lives in my heart, part of me in yours. I refuse to never let go."

A7X: Part of you

You are shaking underneath me, burst of laughter escaping uncontrollably from your lips. Do I touch you in a wrong way, Jimmy, I would ask if I knew you any worse. I know without asking, you can laugh at anything, the reason can be just a funny though in your mind. I`m smiling too, anyone would laugh at us.

One couch, two men, where else would I be laying? There is a two-week dust on your floor, after cleaning I would sit there, now I refuse. You were the first on the couch, so you will be my pillow.  This how it always works, you are faster and first in the place, I have to settle for what is left. I don`t complain though, laying on you is quite nice.

Slowly your laughing stops, I close my eyes, think falling asleep.  I can smell the tobacco from your hair, I lay my head on couch`s armrest, smiling. It`s nice to be there, I would stay there forever. "Brian", you say and pinch my stomach. I blow to your ear for revenge, you answer with sharp poke between my ribs. I give up and sit up sighing.  You ruin my moment, I just wanted to stay laying. You refuse to give me space, so I end up half sitting, half laying on you, and push my elbow against your rib to show how uncomfortable my position is. You start laughing again.

"Jimmy, you know what will happen if you keep making my being uncomfortable", I warn you. I`m tired, this nonsense only tightens my nerves, and eventually I will forget all rational thoughts and decicions I have made. Mischievous smile appears to your lips, of course you know.

Forgotten children 11. chapter

Summer holiday had started, and yesterday Jenny, who worked in Youth Centre in Brooklyn and was our good friend, and also worked for AF- society, had told (after she had made sure there was no security cameras near us), that the society was located in Arizona desert. After we had bought a map, food and CD`s for the travel, filled the car with gas and said goodbye to our friends, there was only one thing we had to do: take off the identification chip.

Nowadays everyone has a chip, because without it you can`t get a bank account, health insurance or even apartment. "Maybe we shouldn`t do that. Can`t we just get a job as cleaners?", Bill asked. I knew he didn`t mean it, we wouldn`t stand even a week as cleaners. He was scared, and I understood it. After we had taken off the chips, we would be outside of the surveillance network, but also outside of safety net.

I made small cut in Bill`s arm, took the chip off and wrap bandage around the wound. It wasn`t big, but it would most likely leave a scar.  When Bill had taken off my chip, and get over the anxiety caused by the sight of blood, we started to drive towards northern Arizona.

We drived strolling and using small roads, avoiding turnpikes and policies, and slept in our car. We couldn`t afford to sleep in the motel, and I doubt they wouldn`t even give us room, because we were under aged and without ID. Because of strolling, the travel take five days, and we were thankful to Jenny for the money she had given to us. We used a lot of gas and didn`t wanted to use credit cards, because every time you use it, you leave a mark in database, and we definetly didn`t wanted anyone to be able to trace us.

Finally at the evening of fifth day, while we were driving along a small desert road, we saw valley full of houses with solar panels, green houses and laughing kids. It was like a completely different world than the one we had came from, world of control and suspicion. For the first time I understood what freedom really means.

Forgotten children 10. chapter

"What if we wouldn`t have to be careful?", Alex asks, and Lucas cries, because it hurts, because it is never going to happen, but mostly because Alex still has the hope. Lucas lost his hope when he watched the little Angel girl die. They were never too careful, always half dead with fear, (even Alex although he refused to admit it), but too stupid to stop. Lucas didn`t count anymore how many times they have sneaked into the city, when he realised he wouldn`t  want to know the exact number if they get caught - who would it help if they had managed to do it 160 times before getting caught?

So Lucas stops counting, hopes they will never get caught, and they both cry at the night when they turn 15. If they get caught now... Well, everyone knows what happens to Angels who turn 15 and still aren`t trained. Everyone knows where the feathers to their pillows come from nowadays.

They hold their breath when they are outside, squeeze their hands little too tightly, and Alex, for the first time, cries into Luca`s hair.  "I`m scared", he admits, and Lucas doesn`t know what to do. "I`m really scared." Eventually they stop sneaking into the city. They decide it`s far too dangerous, so they hide in their room when they are not needed anywhere else, build a fort for pillows, and play games called what if and imagine if and I wish. Alex doesn`t really cry after these games, but snuggles closer and looks Lucas with a look that prays being hold. So Lucas does. And beneath the wings they pray that someday they don`t have to hide anymore.

Forgotten children 9. chapter

I was listening my favorite radiostation lost in my thoughts, when I heard crackling noice from radio and then man`s voice: "This is Mr. Shadow and Radio Pathfinder, only free radiostation in USA. 10 years AF- society has fought for Angels and saved over 6000 Angels, while I have been your guide here in the desert. But Angels are not the only ones who need our help. Next we have an interview with young man who have to hide part of himself and be afraid of being arrested, only because who he is attracted to. Nick, do you hear me?"

I had never heard of that radiostation before, but like every American, I had saw news of AF- society, organization that "steals" Angels. I had always wondered why my love to Liam was illegal, even though I could never hurt him, but Angels` owners did awful things to these childs, without ever having to answer for their actions. People said that Angels weren`t humans but mutated and disgusting creations, but I had looked into Angel`s eyes and I knew they were wrong.

Two days after interview, I was laying on my bed and listening music, when the doorbell rang and mum shouted: "Nick, Liam is at the door. His mother brought him there." A moment later I heard thundering noise from stairs and saw my cute Liam. He leaped on my lap grinning widely, sat comfortably and put his hand on my shoulder.

"Wow dude, I missed you so much. We will move back to your neighbourhood, my mum didn`t get a job in Florida, but she can go back to her old job." I laughed, I was so happy. "By the way, I needed to give you this post also. Your mother gave it to me when I came inside." I opened the green envelope, and inside of it was invite fom AF-society to free summer camp in Arizona and two train tickets. I grinned happily, me and Liam would soon be traveling together.


"Mr. Shadows" ,Synyster Gates, guitarist of Avenged Sevenfold

Forgotten children 8. chapter

Luca has art project in school. The title is Angel, and Luca bits his lip when he asks Alex to help him. They sit awake whole night, they cry and tears mix with paint. Alex tells Lucas to stop crying, paints smile to his face and kisses him. It tastes like paint and salt, and Alex doesn`t care that his wings are covered with blue, red and green paint, and teacher didn`t really like the painting. The Angel has rainbow coloured wings and brown hair, and even though it looks away, Alex knows that it has green eyes.

Lucas paints "I love you" to Alex`s back, just under his wings.

"You own me", Alex says one day. "You were first person who touched my wings." Lucas nods silently, school bag still on his shoulder. "Don`t use that word, it sounds like you are an object or something. Alex, you are human, I don`t own you", he says softly, because he never knows if Alex is goint to break down. "That`s what it says in law. They don`t think I`m worth more than a dog", Alex says, and although his voice is light and emotionless, his eyes are shining threateningly.

"Oh Alex", Lucas sighs, wraps his arms around his brother, being extra careful not to touch his wings, (He hates someone touching them when he discovers things like this, even though he usually loves when Lucas strokes his wings.), and buries his face into Alex`s neck. "I wish that didn`t exist. I wish they saw you as human, not as something they can sell and make money with."

Forgotten children 7. chapter

I was walking in dark city with Bill. It was already ten, and time to go out of streets, but neither of us wanted to go to sleep in our tiny car. The first month after we were kicked from home, we had lived with our fiends, but altought they had said we were welcome, after few days everyone has started to feel tensed and we had realised it was time to go. Two weeks ago we had said good bye to Frank and his family, only to realise there was no more places to go. "Where we will sleep now, in a subway station?", Bill asked with a sigh. "No, it`s too dangerous. We have to sleep in my car", I said covering my fear. I had to be strong for Bill.

Suddenly drunken shout woke me from my thoughts and I saw that four men, hardly older than me and Bill, were coming towards us. "Fucking faggots, go back were you came from! Nobody wants you here!", blond haired man shouted, and soon he was standing in front of us, eyes full of hate and disgust. Still I wasn`t scared, but angry and tired of being an outcast. "We are not gays, and Bill is my brother, not boyfriend", I said deceptively calmly, and when man looked scared and left muttering something, I thought he had saw something in my eyes.  When I turned, however, I saw that Bill was holding scissors in his hand.

"Why you have scissors with you? Have you started to cut yourself? You promised last year you will never do it again!", I shouted fustated. "I`m sorry, but I can`t stand this anymore! What if we will never find a place where we are safe, a place we are accepted?", Bill asked looking in my eyes. How long he had had old person`s eyes? He reminded me of Angels in the news, childs that had experienced too much suffering, far too young.

"Of course we will find. Do you remember the organisation they talked about in news, the one that "steals" Angels? If they defend Angels and think they are humans just like us, why they wouldn`t accept me and you? We only have to wait two weeks until we graduate, then we will go and find them.

Forgotten children 6. chapter

"Are you sure you want to do this?", Lucas asks softly. Alex looks small and his wings are around him protectively, but he nods. "We have to, I want to be normal at least one day, please Lucas."
It hurts. It had to hurt, Lucas cries but Alex doesn`t, he bits his lip and screams sometimes, there is blood on the ground and Lucas can`t stop crying.

"Look, I`m fine", Alex says when they are putting bandage around his back. "Fine",Lucas repeats, and his voice trembles when he sees wings laying in the corner. They are white and looks like they have been embed in red paint, the tips of feathers covered in blood. They should be in Alex`s back, not in the dirty floor in warehouse.

But Alex smiles, puts his shirt on and looks like he has never been happier, so Lucas takes his hand and they run. The lights of the city are shining in Alex`s face, and Lucas can`t help but drag him around the corner. Kisses burn like fire, and Alex feels the freedom, until the weight of the world presses his shoulders down again in the morning.

"Why? What`s wrong with us?" ,he asks week later. Alex`s wings have grown back as big and  beatiful as they were before they cut them off, and Lucas doesn`t want to aswer because this is one of the worst things, Alex`s voice is quiet, only one word and Lucas is ready to take his own life and give it to Alex.

"I don`t know", he says, his voice as Alex`s. "I don`t know." Alex hugs him thighter, his wings are shivering, and sighs. "I wish this world would be better place", he says, kisses Lucas, and refuses to talk about it, because morning is already too close, and it hurts, hurts so much.

Forgotten children 5. chapter

"Tom, has somebody hurt you?",Bill asked in panic. "I..I love you", I whispered quietly, unable to look into his eyes. Suddenly Bill hugged me thightly and sighed: "Oh Tom, I thought something terrible has happened to you. You don`t have any reason to cry, I could never leave you, no matter what. Actually, I have loved you for awhile, but I was afraid to tell you because I was sure you could never fell the same way.",and looked at me smiling. I sit there silently, head on Bill`s shoulder, and I was finally happy. A moment later he whispered to my ear, laugh in his voice: "You are maybe the cutest brother in the world."

I sit on the sofa watching TV, but didn`t really paid attention to it. Bill sit on my lap, half asleep, and played with my dreadlocks, when we heard a crash and sound of glass breaking. I jumped up and protected Bill with my body, until I realised it was our mother, who now stared at us completely pale, the contents of shopping bag laying on the floor.

"Hi mum, aren`t you supposed to be still working?", I asked, afraid of what she would do. She had surely saw Bill sitting on my lap, and judging by her reaction, I didn`t expect anything good would happen. Mother had never been very accepting, and that`s why we had decided to keep our relationship secret until graduation two months from now. "Boys, I will not accept that kind of behaviour in my house. You are not my sons anymore, and I don`t wish to see you here in the morning.", she said hate and disgust in her eyes.

I looked at Bill, scared. We were just two teenagers, we didn`t even have money or job. Where we could go?

Forgotten children 4. chapter

2 years later

I didn`t know when I had started to love Bill. One day I had just saw how cute he was when he smiled, how beatiful eyes he had, how fragile yet strong he was. I fell in love with him more and more every day, and sometimes when he looked at me, I was sure he felt the same way.
"Hi, did you heard what the teacher said? He always speaks with the video on, so you can`t heard anything", Bill whispered into my ear, his hand on my shoulder. I winced when I felt his breath on my skin, and I think he noticed it, because for a moment he looked at me but didn`t said anything. Soon I was sure that I had imagined it.

I layed on my bed and listened Bill`s breathing from other side of the room, altough everything I saw for him in the darkness was black hair on the pillow. I hoped I could fall asleep with Bill in my arms, kiss him and whisper: "I love you". But I can`t, he would think I`m disgusting and it would drive him away. And even if it wouldn`t, I can`t taint my little brother, he doesn`t deserve people`s disgust.

I had been avoiding my brother for almost two weeks, I had sat in liviving room in computer or listened music, instead of talking with him for hours, telling most silliest things and painful secrets, when Bill asked if he had hurt me. "You haven`t talked to me for days", he said quietly and his sad look made my heart ache. "I`m not angry to you", I laughed with sadness, and couldn`t look into his eyes. "Then what`s wrong? You know you can tell anything to me, I will always listen." I understood that he was worried, maybe even missed me, and it was too much. All sadness, pain and fear I had kept inside me released, and slowly tears started to fall down my face.

Forgotten children 3. chapter

I woke up sweaty, again, and when I remembered the dream I had had, I couldn`t help but run to bathroom and throw up. Why I had to had this sick affection to my best friend`s little brother? I could never tell anyone, they wouldn`t understand, just turn their backs to me. Then Mike called and asked if I wanted to play video games with them. I said yes, altough I know it would be like torture to me, because I would have never said no to change to see Liam. Pathetic, I know.

In Mike`s house Liam of course wanted to play with us, and I constantly noticed that I had been looking at him, lost in my thoughts, for long time, but Mike luckily didn´t seem to notice anything. It would have been so fun to explain why I kept staring his brother. Suddenly we heard something crashing and drunken shout from downstairs and I saw how both boys winced. I tried to be like I haven`t notice anything, altough I knew what their stepfather did to them.

I woke up in the middle of the night, when somebody curled next to me. Mike and Liam were staying overnight in our house, like so many times before, and my parents haven`t asked anything anymore, I guess that they knew that everything wasn`t alright in their home. Liam had never done this and I couldn`t see anything in the darkness, but I knew it was him. I layed there tensed, hoping Mike wouldn`t wake up, when Liam whisperd quietly: "Promise you wont let anybody hurt me?"

Two weeks later their mother suddenly told they were going to move to the other side of the country. I knew they moved so that the boys would be safe from their stepfather, but I still didn`t want them to leave. Yes, I could always call to Mike, but I would never see them, and I must admit that I would miss Liam most. I didn`t understand when I had started to care so much about him.

Forgotten children 2. chapter

"I don`t want to die", Alex whispers scared, buries his face in Lucas`s neck and cries.
 Lucas doesn`t know what to say, he can`t say that Alex wont die, because they don`t know, there is always chance that police comes in worst moment possible and take him away.

Their neighbour has an Angel. Well, he is not really neighbour, but he lives near them and Lucas walks past his house every day, so he can`t help but notice the Angel. She is a small, beatiful girl, hardly 14 years old, with big green eyes and brown hair, and something in her reminds Lucas about his brother. It`s not only the fact that her face is like female version of Alex, but the way her eyes shine.

Lucas tries to tell with his eyes how sorry he is, knows he succeed when she smiles to him. She is usually outside, (because people treat Angels like animals, and some think they don`t deserve to live inside), so she is here almost every time when Lucas walks past and smiles softly. Lucas almost believes he can keep the girl alive, talks to her about his brother who is also an Angel, hushes her playfully when the girl screams and he giggles.

That`s why it`s so crushing when after few weeks Lucas notices the shine in her eyes is fading, she has bruises in her face, and Lucas have to bit his lip not to cry when he understands that she is slowly dying inside. He tries to make her smile, succeeds only barely, and sometimes she cries. One day she is gone. Lucas runs all the way to his home, curls up in Alex`s arms and makes a million promises to always keep him safe.

Forgotten children

It`s year 2029, eleven years since the first Angel was born, and people hardly even notice security cameras, or mums who cry after their children. News said that a virus, which had hided in humans DNA for thousands of years, had activated and causes mutation, but why? There was only rumors. People didn`t want to hear the truth, and these few people who knew the truth and stood up against angel`s slavery, are silenced or hiding outside the society.

Alex was ten when Lucas first time saw the feathers in his back. "I have something in my back. It`s itching", he whined and tried to see his back from the mirror, failing miserably. "Show it to me",Lucas commanded, so Alex sighed dramatically and turned around. They were only feathers, so when he saw Alex`s confused face and look in his eyes that said "What`s wrong with me?",Lucas gently tapped his shoulder and told him to go to bed. Still, he thought that maybe it was something.

The day when their parents found out, is blurry. Their mum comes to their room when Alex is changing his clothes, back towards the door and wings clearly visible, and she screams. It`s confusing and weird, they cry and so does Alex, Lucas doesn`t, but that`s because he is too confused. Alex apologises and runs away.

Lucas finds him minutes later, curled up in the bathroom corner, wings protecting him and tears falling down his face. "Don`t let them send me away", Alex begs, eyes wide and full of fear, and Lucas feels his heart breaking. They both remember what happened to a girl who was in their class. They remember the look in teacher`s face when police took the girl - it was pure sadness. Because what happens to the girl and other Angels, isn`t something people want to talk about.

Lucas whispers comforting words to Alex`s ear, smooths his wings and kisses his cheek. "Never", he promises and wraps his arms tighter around his brother.

They decide it`s better for Alex if he doesn`t go to school. They call to the headmaster, fill the paperwork and accept the condolences (Because the official reason is incurable sickness, and Lucas finds himself laughing at it, because it is not a sickness, it is part of Alex like leg or hand.), and Alex is free.

Lucas holds his hand little tighter when it`s possible, they start to sleep in same bed and strokes in cheek become little kisses to lips. It would be beautiful if it wasn`t so sad, because Alex has to hide and so does also Lucas, they hide together under Alex`s wings and listen their parents crying.



This is my first novel, hope you like it :)