Vale Alexander & Jason Taylor Story
by Eden
story developed by Eden and Rithiya


UNDER CONSTRUCTION

The Funeral

We leave him standing there. Jason hasn't said anything yet. I worry briefly about him. Fuck it. It's too late to worry now. Let the game commence. I act like nothing's happened. If he wants an explanation he can have it later. I wonder if he's connected the dots. Does he have his own idea about why I did what I did? Does he have a clue that it was all because of him? Later. Worry about it later.

I offer him the job that it's just cost me several million pounds and a potential lawsuit to get for him. He seems excited about it. He should be. The way his career is going, it would be the other side of eternity before he got a position like this. Not that he isn't quite talented, but in life, events sometimes have a way of conspiring against you. Especially with a little outside help.

As we agree a time to meet, I decide I love him again. I decide maybe I won't be cruel. His eyes are so dark and warm and his lips look so soft. I decide that tomorrow night I'll tell him how much I love him and miss him and want him back in my life. And I'll hold him and kiss him and make love to him and make everything good.

Then I decide I'll change my mind.

"How long can a boy be shackled to you?
How long before my dignity is reclaimed?
How long can a boy stay haunted by you?
Soon I'll grow up and I won't even flinch at your name."

Alanis Morissette: "Flinch" (slightly adapted).


Table of Contents

The Days of Conspiracy Games big boys play.
The Days of Innocence Vale and Jason backstories.
The Days of Broken Hearted High School Sweetheart

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Story is in progress.



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