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Well, I don't know what to say. I'm so sorry to have kept you all waiting so long for this conclusion.
A lot of stuff has happened lately in my life. So for now this will be the final installment for a while. Thank you all so much for reading and for waiting patiently. I just hope that you enjoy! Thanks again SO very much!
Here's the final installment titled "Is It The End?"
"IS IT THE END?"
Randal and Stanley woke up in the morning together.
"You know, helping Marcus move in yesturday kinda made me want to do some more unpacking," Randal said.
"What do you mean?" Stanley asked.
"What do you say we move you in here?" Randal asked.
Stanley went quiet for a moment before answering.
"Are you serious?" Stanley asked.
"Yea, I think it would be great," Randal replied. "Think of how great it is waking up with each other. We can do this every morning. What do you say?"
Stanley leaned in and kissed Randal happily.
"Yes!" Stanley answered. "It sounds perfect."
The two lied holding each other.
"I love you," Randal said.
"I love you too," Stanley replied.
"I wish that everyone can be as happy as I am right now," Randal said.
Meanwhile, at Kyle's place the two were sitting on his bed fearing the worst as Brett paced back and forth in front of them.
"Why are you doing this?" David asked holding Kyle tightly in an effort to give Kyle some form of protection and comfort.
"Why?!" Brett shouted angrily. "Why do you think?"
"Brett, I told you, I'm sorry for what happened," David pleaded, "I really wish I didn't hurt you the way I did, but I love Kyle. I can't help that."
"Do you know how much I invested in our relationship?" Brett asked, "I put everything I had into us, I did everything to try and be a good boyfriend, so why did I get screwed in the end?"
"Brett," Kyle began, but Brett quickly shoved the gun against Kyle's chest.
"Don't you say a word you son of a bitch," Brett growled angrily, "Or I'll kill you right now."
"What do you want?" David asked.
"I want Kyle gone and I want you and me together," Brett said, "But I'm not going to get that, so instead I think I'll settle for the idea of one of you living life with out the other."
"So what are you going to do?" David asked.
"Kill one of you," Brett replied simply.
Meanwhile, Jake finished checking his bags in at the airport and headed off to catch his flight. As he walked towards the gate he thought about Tyler and everything the two of them had. He wished desperately that things would have worked out between them, and he wished that he didn't hurt Tyler the way he did, but it's too late now. Jake then reached his gate and sat down to await for them to start loading the passengers into the flight.
Tyler laid in bed not having slept a wink. The whole night all he thought about was Jake, he was so confused. Was he still feeling anger towards Jake or is it just his pride that's making him feel the way he's feeling? He loved Tyler, shouldn't it be that simple? Is love really enough? Only one way for him to find out. Tyler looked over at the clock and saw that maybe there was still a chance he could catch Jake at the airport. He hurried and got up and got ready and then rushed out the door to head for the airport.
Over at Randal's place, him and Stanley were getting dressed and talking about the new step in their relationship they're taking.
"I still can't believe we're moving in together," Stanley said happily.
"I know, me either, I can't stop thinking about it," Randal replied. "Hey, do you want to meet the guys for breakfast and tell them the news?"
"Yea, let's go!" Stanley said excitedly.
Randal got on the phone and called Kyle's place.
At Kyle's place the three of them tensed as they heard the phone ring.
"Don't even think of answering that," Brett said threateningly.
Randal's Place
Randal hung up the phone when Kyle's voice mail came on. He then called Tyler, but he got nothing there either.
"Geez, Kyle and Tyler must not be home," Randal said. "Hopefully Marcus didn't leave for work yet."
Marcus' House
Marcus was getting ready to leave when his phone rang.
"Hello?" Marcus asked answering.
"Hey Marcus, it's Randal."
"Hey Randal, what's up?" Marcus asked.
"I was just wondering if you wanted to meet Stan and me for breakfast," Randal replied.
"Oh, sorry Randal I'm actually just leaving now," Marcus said.
"You going to work?" Randal asked.
"No, actually I'm headed to prison," Marcus replied.
"What? What are you talking about?" Randal asked confused.
"I'm going to go visit Thomas," Marcus answered.
"You are?" Randal asked concerned, "Are you sure you're ready?"
"Yea, I actually think it's really important I do this," Marcus replied. "I can't go forward completely if I don't get closure."
Randal sighed then answered, "Just be careful okay?"
"Don't worry, he can't hurt me," Marcus replied.
"I'm not talking about physically, I'm talking about emotionally, I want you to be careful that you don't get emotionally hurt at all by anything Thomas might say to you," Randal said.
"Okay, I'll be careful," Marcus said.
"All right, I'll talk to you later then okay? Call me when you're done seeing him," Randal said.
"I will, thanks," Marcus replied. He then hung up and headed out for what might be a new beginning of his life.
On the road Tyler was stuck in traffic trying to hurry and get to the airport in time. He needed to get their as soon as possible since he didn't know what flight number Jake had or what exact time he was leaving. It then hit him to try and call Jake's cell.
He got out his cell phone and dialed Jake's number, but the call went straight to Jake's voicemail.
"Dammit, he must have turned his phone off," Tyler mumbled to himself and tried to weave through some cars to get by.
Meanwhile at the airport the loading for Jake's plane had begun and Jake was standing in line ready to board.
Kyle's Place
Brett was still pacing the room in front of David and Kyle. Brett had clearly lost it and was not the same person that David thought he knew.
"What happened to you?" David asked concerned.
"You want to know what happened?" Brett asked sarcastically, "Fine, I'll tell you. Try living a life of rejection! I was put up for adoption when I was born, my parents didn't want me. My first crush humiliated me in high school by telling everyone I was gay, my adoptive parents resent me for being gay, my first boyfriend left me for someone else, my second boyfriend cheated on me, and then you come along and only get with me because you couldn't be with Kyle and once you realized you could, you drop me like I mean nothing!"
"I'm so sorry," David said genuinely.
"Well, it's too late for apologies because I'm not going to take the rejection anymore, for once in my life I'm not going to let myself get kicked around. Now it's my turn to do the hurt someone and not let someone hurt me!" Brett said. "So get this David, I'm going to make you feel everything I felt all those times I got rejected, I'm going to make you feel alone and the best way to do that is to get rid of Kyle."
"I'm not going to let you hurt Kyle," David said standing in front of Kyle.
"You won't have much of a choice," Brett said and quickly punched David knocking him out.
Kyle rushed to David's side to make sure he was okay.
"Don't do this Brett, you have a choice, you can leave now and we won't call the police or anything or you can go ahead and kill me and spend the rest of your life in jail because you'll never get away with this," Kyle said.
"You don't think I've thought this through?" Brett asked insulted, "Look at what I have here, David knocked out on the ground and once I kill you all I have to do is wipe my prints from the gun, slip it in David's hand and just leave. It would be the perfect set up, I'll make an anonymous call to the police and they'll rush over and find you dead and David knocked out. They'll see no signs of break in, they'll just simply think that the two of you had a fight, there was a struggle, David shot you right as you were about to attack him causing him to get knocked out. I'll be long gone and there is no way it can be traced to me. David will live behind bars, you'll be dead, and I'll be happy."
"You're sick," Kyle simply said glaring at Brett.
"Thank you," Brett replied not caring what Kyle thought of him. Brett then went to Kyle's phone and cut the wire. "Just in case you try and get any ideas, you won't be able to call anyone."
Kyle then quickly grabbed a vase and threw it at Brett knocking him out. Kyle then rushed and grabbed David and started dragging him out of the apartment.
Meanwhile, Marcus arrived at the state prison and was waiting in the visiting area sitting at a booth where there would be nothing but a window separating him from Thomas. Then Marcus looked up and saw an officer walking Thomas towards him and he sat down and looked at Marcus intensely. They both then picked up the phone to talk.
"Hi Thomas," Marcus said trying to stay calm.
"Hello Lover," Thomas replied sinisterly.
Over at the airport Jake was seated in the plane and the last of the passengers were getting loaded. Back inside the airport Tyler came rushing in and headed towards the security check center before getting stopped by an airport employee.
"Ticket please," The man requested.
"I don't have one," Tyler replied.
"Only ticket passengers go past here."
Tyler quickly went to the check-in area and bought the cheapest plane ticket he could get and hurried back over and rushed to try and find Jake.
Tyler ran up and down the airport gates looking for Jake, he then saw a flight that was headed to New York. He hurried and went to one of the workers to try and get some information.
"Is this the only flight to New York?" Tyler asked.
"Only one for the next couple of hours."
"Can I just see if my friend is on board?" Tyler asked.
"Do you have a ticket for this flight?"
"No I don't."
"Then I'm sorry, but you can not go in there," the worker replied.
"But I need to catch him, if not I may not see him again." Tyler pleaded.
"I'm sorry, but like I said, with out a ticket for this flight you are not getting in."
"Is there a ticket available?" Tyler asked.
"No, sorry this is a full flight. And it looks like they are getting ready to take off."
Tyler looked and saw that they were closing the door to the plane.
"Jake!" Tyler shouted as loud as he could into the plane as the door was closing.
In the airplane Jake looked around thinking he heard someone call out his name, he looked through out first class and didn't see anyone looking at him or anything. He shrugged and then turned around and sat back down in his seat.
Tyler watched helplessly as he saw the plane moving and then watched the plane take off and leave. Tyler realized that he might never see Jake again. In sadness and sorrow Tyler turned slowly and walked away.
Randal and Stanley were in their car driving to get breakfast and both talking about plans they have for re-decorating their place. They were both very excited and very much in love. While they were driving it began to rain.
"I love you so much," Randal said.
"I love you too," Stanley replied.
"Hope this rain doesn't last too long," Randal said.
"Hey, you should be used to this, I mean you got it all the time living in Seattle," Stanley said.
"True, but that's why I like living here now, it hardly ever rains," Randal replied.
"I always like the rain, it's very relaxing," Stanley said.
"Not when you're driving in it and these people down here don't know how to drive in weather like this," Randal answered.
They stopped at a stop light and they both smiled and gave each other a kiss. Then suddenly they heard a loud honking noise and looked out and saw a big rig behind them approaching very quickly.
"My brakes are out!" the truck driver shouted.
"Brace yourself!" Randal shouted and the truck slammed into them causing Randal's car to swerve into the middle of the intersection. Then they both watched in horror as two cars from both directions came screeching and sliding right into them smashing them in the middle.
Kyle's Place
Kyle dragged David out of the apartment when he was quickly pulled from behind and thrown back into the apartment.
"That was not smart," Brett said standing before him and rubbing his head.
"Yea but it sure felt good to do it," Kyle spat back.
"Say goodnight," Brett said pointing the gun at Kyle.
"Not yet," Kyle said and quickly got up and knocked the gun out of Brett's hand and the two started fighting. Kyle slammed Brett's head against a wall, then Brett through Kyle into the glass coffee table causing it to smash and shatter. The fall caused Kyle to pass out from the impact and he laid there helpless in a pile of glass. Brett grabbed his gun and was about to shoot Kyle.
"This isn't fun," Brett said pointing the gun at a helpless Kyle. Brett then grabbed some matches set fire to the curtains in Kyle's apartment. Brett smiled as he saw the fire spread. "Much better."
Brett then turned and left the apartment and closed the door, he then stepped over David's unconscious body and drove off.
End of Season 1.
Sorry it took forever to finally get this, but life got busy. I ended this on a cliffhanger to assure you that I will continue the story, but at a later date. Thanks again for reading and I hope you enjoyed it.