ALL HALLOWS EVE PART 3

 

 

October 30th

 

Chris walked into the pub, and met up with Guy, Will, and Jonny, they were waiting for the sun to go down enjoying a few beers before they headed out to The spook house for charity.

"Hi guy's" Chris waved as he headed towards the boy's table.

 

Jonny asked Chris if he was ready for his favorite holiday and Chris replied,

"Do you believe in ghosts?" The boy's looked at each other and said a demanding "NO"

 

"Well I do, and I think the spook house is definitely haunted, and that cemetery ya gotta walk thru to get to it creeps me out."

 

"Oh we shall hold your hand, Margie", Will exclaimed. Laughter erupted and Chris just stood up and walked towards the bathroom, very annoyed.

 

Guy leaned into the table, "So you know he is chomping at the bit to get us this year, he has no clue, tomorrow night he shall be the one to experience a prank."

 

Will looked around to make sure Chris wasn't coming, "Ok so Phil is expecting us at 10pm at the spook house and it will belong just to us, Chris is gonna pay for all his pranks over the years." They all laughed and couldn't wait for Halloween.

 

Chris walked back over and the guy's were apologizing for pissing him off and also apologized for having to go to the spook house with him tonight instead of their traditional Halloween night. "Oh I understand things come up and PLANS are made", as Chris threw Jonny an angry look.

 

9pm

 

The night air was chilly and the boy's reached the gates.....

 

Guy reached his hand to push open the gate that will lead to a path that crosses thru the cemetery to the gravel road that goes to the spook house.

 

Jonny, Will, walk thru and Guy yells out, "Chris, where are you?" The boy's can't see because of the darkness, but the moon was a brilliant shade of yellow, the howling and screaming noises were echoing from the spook house...

 

"Geez, where the hell did he go?" Will said.

 

"I'll get him", Jonny brushed past Will, Jonny slowly walked past the gate and kept softly saying, "Chris" "Chris", "This isn't funny come on". Chris just stood there with his hoodie on his head when Jonny found him.

 

"Please don't tell me your scared, we do this every year," Jon said.

"I know and every year I get scared, the howling and the screaming scares me." a nervous Chris cried.

 

"Let's go we only have an hour before it closes, and how the hell you came here last night alone, and will be alone tomorrow night is beyond me." Jon said

 

"Well I came last night with Phil early to help him, and I left in his car which was parked at the spook house, so I didn't have to walk thru the cemetery." Jon rolled his eyes.

 

"And you could come with me tomorrow night, Chris started to say, "I HAVE PLANS I TOLD YOU!" Jon in a raised voice.

 

"Yeah, you gotta a date." Chris pushed thru Jonny, mumbling to himself, Jonny just smiled..........

 

ALL HALLOWS EVE PART 4

 

 

Jon caught up with Chris, Will, and Guy, they walked rather quickly thru the cemetery, pausing every few yards to wait for Chris to catch up, Jonny fell back and grabbed Chris's hand and led him up the path to the spook house.......

 

Phil out did himself this year, the rooms were decorated in blood, and dead bodys and knife and electric saw chasing maniacs. Chris did good once he was in the house, as long as Jonny held onto him.

 

They reached the end and a beautiful Vampire Lady was holding a bucket with treats in it for the guests that made it out alive......

 

Oct.31st at the studio

 

Everyone was dressed in their costumes, and looked amazing, Will was Jason, Guy was Jack Sparrow..Ooops, Captain Jack Sparrow, and Jonny made an excellent Elvis. Chris was dressed as Count Dracula, and his make-up was flawless.

 

"Well it's 8pm, gotta go", "Me too" said Will and Guy and off they went. Chris sat on the couch looking miserable.

 

"I'm sorry your going alone to the house tonight, are you going to be able to do it?" Jon sadly asked.

 

Trying to speak, realizing he had his plastic fangs in and took them out, Chris said, "Oh I will be good, it's just alittle scary in the cemetery."

 

Jon grabbed his hand and sat down and said, "You do know there is nothing to be scared about, there is no such things as ghosts, right, you know that."

 

"Isn't there somewhere that you need to be right now, Jon?" Chris spat out

 

Jon stood and said "I'm sorry about this, Chris." and he started to walk away and dissapeared thru the door.

 

Chris sat looking at the door with a very sneaky grin on his face, and thought, "Yep, Jon, no such things as ghosts."

 

9:30pm

 

Jon, Will, and Guy were in their rooms all ready to go, Phil will give the signel when Chris arrived at the front entrance.......

 

Chris made it thru the cemetery, only because there were people leaving the spook house and there was laughter and such, so he just jogged right thru with no problem. As he reached the door, he realized his socializing at the pub made him arrive at 10pm, and he hoped the house was still open. He softly pushed open the mansions front door, "Phil" he yelled, No Phil....

 

Just then a saw wielding maniac approched him, and the maniac motioned him down the hall, the noise was awful loud, and there were men's voices screaming....... The saw wielding maniac guided him to a room where a witch was brewing up some shrunken heads, and a man tied to a chair with blood all over him.....

 

The next room, Chris slowly walked in and there was strobe lights and screams, and he saw Guy in a pool of blood dressed as Capt. Jack, and Will laying next to him with a bloodied ax thru his chest, as he looked up he saw a man dressed as Elvis hanging from the beams above........

 

Chris screamed out in horror, and ran over to Elvis, and tried to hold his legs up so he wasn't hanging, but he couldn't do it, he fell to the ground, and sobbed, for he couldn't understand what was happening, he reached over to feel Will's pulse, and Phil busted in the room as the saw wielding maniac, "Your next, Chris..." Chris fell back onto his butt and Phil quite nastily explained he was tired after all these years as being known as the 5th member of Coldplay and he had taken care of the other 3 and he was next.

 

Chris jumped up and ran past Phil, and ran out the front door, screaming all the way down the road........

 

ALL HALLOWS EVE PART 5

 

 

 

Phil went over and helped Jon down and Will and Guy rolled over and popped a beer that was in the cooler.

 

"This was the best prank ever" Guy said...

 

"Did you see his face, it was priceless, and of course it was Jonny he ran over to first." Will stated.

 

Jonny just smiled, knowing Chris would not speak to them for weeks, so then he felt bad.

 

Phil came back to the main parlor where the guy's had gathered and shook hands with Phil, and patted each other on their backs saying "Job well done to each other" They headed out the door and down the path to the cemetery.....

 

Will was saying how scared Chris was, and that he was probably already in his bed with the covers over his head by now. Guy laughed and Jon just looked upset that Chris was duped as the idiot, it was Chris's favorite holiday and it was ruined.

 

As they reached the mausoleums, they heard a loud noise, just then they stopped dead in their tracks rubbing their eyes and shaking their heads....

 

"What is that?" Guy whispered

 

"I can't tell, let's move closer." Will said softly

 

They crept up to 2 headstones and crouched down behind them.

 

"Is that what I think it is?" Jonny asked

 

"It's moving, whatever it is."

 

The ghostly figure was hovering in one spot, then started to speak in a very slow tone each word taking forever to come out.......

 

"You are not welcome here.... You have done your friend wrong, and now he is one of us, thanks to you..............."

 

Will's eyes were wide open and gasped "It's a ghost"

 

"Can't be there is no such thing, right?" Jonny nervously said.

 

Guy grabbed Will's hand and said, "Hold me Will, we're cursed!"

 

The ghost spoke again........

 

"Your friend joined us tonight by jumping off a bridge, he was so distraught by his friends being murdered......" the ghost, again spoke very very slowly.

 

Just then the spirit of Chris stood where the Ghostly spirit had stood, it was such a ghostly figure, moving like a gentle breeze, floating ever so gently.

 

"Look what you did to me, I thought you were my friends, I shall haunt you the rest of your lives.................... and then the spirit was gone...................

 

Guy, Will, and Jon, jumped up and ran, they ran, and ran, until they were far from the cemetery, they were sobbing like little girls as they ran away...............

 

 

"OK.... it's clear...... a man dressed in black emerged from back of the mausoleum and walked over to the Headstone.....

 

Chris say's with a most wicked voice, "They should know by now I am the Grand master of pranks, this is my holiday, who did they think they were fooling?"

 

Phil answered, "Your the Master Chris, with alittle help from me of course." "Your acting up at the spook house was Oscar worthy." "Thanks, Phil, you weren't so bad yourself." Chris proudly said.

 

They started to hug, and Chris said, "What's this 5th member shit, You are the glue that holds us all together, man." Phil smiled, "I know... just don't want you to forget it."

 

As they started to walk away, Chris said, "Shit, wait a minute." he ran back to the bushes and looked down and said, "Miller, you better get that projection machine and fog machine back to the studio." "Yes sir" and he pushed his black rimmed glasses back up on his nose, and smiled.

 

REMEMBER THIS HALLOWEEN,

 

GHOSTS WILL GUIDE YOU HOME

AND BREAK ALL YOUR BONES

AND THEY WILL TRY AND KILL YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

HAPPY HALLOWEEN EVERONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

THE END

 

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The Amazon Part One

 

 

 

 

Deep in the Amazon is a tribe of Native Women who have never been exposed to the male species, at least not since the tender age of 13. Most of the Women are in their mid twenties now and were held captive by angry men who used them and abused them.

 

They were traveling by boat with their captives, when they got together and decided to make a break for it by diving into the Piranha infested river to the banks. They knew death could happen, but needed to escape this awful life.

 

The women found their moment and in the dark of night, dove into the the river and by the time they reached the riverbanks, only 6 of the 15 young girls made it out alive. This is their story and the 2 lucky or unfortunate men who fell pray to their way of life, you be the judge......

 

 

London 2010

 

The honeymoon's over at least it seams the old boring life has settled into Chris and Jonny's life. Jon's bored, Chris can't handle Jon, Jon's pissy, and Chris is whiney.

 

This isn't how Chris pictured their lives together and Jon has lost that twinkle in his eye, he once had whenever Chris walked into the room. the jokes are stale, they both tend to stay out longer at night alone than usual.

Chris is deep in thought and decided it's over........................

 

The Amazon Part 2

 

 

 

 

The Amazon Part 2

 

Oxfam has contacted Coldplay in dire need of the boy's to lend a helping hand again. They have a cause in Brazil in the Amazon concerning some natives who are losing their rightful land to Big Corporations who are building on their rightful properties, and some are being suspiciously killed as well. Coldplays work in Hati for Oxfam was a success, so they turned to them again.

 

At the Studio, Will and Guy said they had prior commitments in America they needed to tend to, and Chris said he wasn't going either, he was producing an album for The Ting Tings and couldn't possibly go.

 

Jon decided to be the spokesman and since he had all the shots and papers he would make the trip alone. He contacted Oxfam and made arrangements to leave in 4 day's. He had already moved out of the house the week before and left Chris after Chris told him it was over. He thought the trip would do him good.

 

4 Days Later

 

The morning cab ride to the airport was sad, Jon felt miserable. Chris and him always wanted to go somewhere exotic alone together, but never found the time. As the cabbie pulled in front of the Virgin Atlantic terminal, Jon stepped out, bent down and handed the driver a wad of money... "Thanks mate, enjoy your trip." said the driver, Jon just nodded and grabbed his bags, and headed for the terminal.

 

That afternoon.....

 

Chris checked his watch and new Jon was well on his way and should be touching down in Brazil about 5pm. He tried not to think of his pain and pondered if he should have gone too. He thought about Jon backpacking alone thru the Amazon, trying to reach the Oxfam's outpost and all the wilderness that could hurt or possibly end his life..........................

 

The Amazon Part 3

 

 

 

The Amazon part 3

 

1 week later at the studio

 

Will- "Chris I haven't heard from Jon, Have You?"

 

Chris- "Nope", as he continued playing the piano

 

Guy spoke up and said, "Well I'm going to contact Oxfam and see if they have any news."

 

Chris- "Why bother, he's a big boy."

 

Will just shook his head, knowing Chris doesn't want them to know he is still mourning his broken relationship.

 

Guy ran back into the room 10 minutes later and shouted, "He never made it to the outpost, he contacted Mary when he was heading out, and they haven't heard from him in 5 days, and the search parties gave up!"

 

Chris sprung from his stool and shouted angerly, "Gave up, what do you mean gave up?"

 

Guy- "They say........

 

Chris- "Say what, what did they say?" as he shook Guy's shoulders

 

Guy- That he was probably dead, cause nobody could survive the wilderness alone."

 

Chris fell to his knees and covered his face with his hands and sobbed over and over, "It's my fault."

 

 

Jon obviously didn't stay on course, he ended up taking the wrong path that led him deeper into the Amazon. He came upon a small clearing, and sat upon a broken tree limb and took out his mobile and held it up. "NO Signal" He cursed and threw it. He took out his camera and took some pictures of the area and when he went to review what he had just taken he noticed something by the tree in the picture, he looked up and saw nothing. The pic looked like a beautiful woman peeking out from behind the tree, he rubbed his eyes and thought he might be getting jungle fever.

 

For the next couple of days he felt like he was being watched, so he decided to make camp at this secluded looking overhang from the trees, he would stay put until maybe someone found him, or he dies....................

 

The nights were filled with thoughts of Chris and how if he was back in London he would embrace him and never let him go. Instead he was going to die out here alone and he knew Chris would forever blame himself....................

 

The Amazon Part 4

 

 

 

 

Chris arrived in Brazil and contacted Mary when he landed for all of the details and the maps needed and directions Jon started out with. He came alone, he told Will and Guy to just stay behind, that this was his quest and his alone.... Mary told him not to go, but came to know Chris very well, and knew nothing was going to stop him from doing this alone.

 

 

 

The backpack was heavy and the weather was cloudy and rainy, Chris took the path that led deep into the Amazon and called Jon's name out every 5 minutes.

 

 

 

He looked at his watch and realized he's been walking for 8 hours straight, and he came upon a path that wasn't on Mary's map, he sat on a stump and wondered if Jon possibly took the wrong path, so after resting for 20 minutes he decided to take the path less traveled. It was a path that was a bit more bushier and secluded.

 

 

 

Night came quickly and Chris bedded down in a small area, and thru the trees there was an opening and he glared at the brilliant sky which had suddenly cleared when he laid his head down on his pack.

 

The stars were so bright and he could see a meteor shower zipping across the sky, was Jon among the stars starring back at him, he wondered.... Little did he know, Jon was witnessing the same magnificent sky as Chris, except he was 5 day's ahead of him and about to stumble upon a small village of Amazon women in the morning.........

 

 

 

Morning

 

 

 

 

 

Jon rose from a much needed sleep and was rummaging thru his pack for the last bit of food he had. He took small bites of a protein bar and decided to eat the rest in bits and pieces thru the day.

Just as he stood up, 2 6 foot women with a leaf type skirt were starring at him. Jon looked at the women and quickly darted his eyes to the ground, they were topless and Jon could only move his eyes up and glance at them, trying not to stare at their breasts.

 

 

 

The one woman spoke," Your funny looking." Jon froze, didn't speak. The other woman asked "Can we keep it?" As she poked a spear at him, the woman tilted her head and nodded Yes. They poked him again and again and Jon finally had enough and shouted with his fists clenched in front of his body, "Stop it, I'm not a piece of meat." The women cowered down to him and honestly looked scared.

Jon noticed this and started to move towards them apologizing and the women poked at him again, then turned and ran.

 

 

 

Jon shouted, "No wait, come back, I wasn't going to hurt you." He grabbed his pack and ran and ran after them, finally, he became exhausted and collapsed to the ground.....................

 

 

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The Amazon Part 5

 

 

 

 

Jon awoke, it was dark and was laying under a roof of foliage. He felt stoned, he knew this cause once back in London he tried pot with Guy and became very mellow, mellow enough to confess his feelings for Chris.

He tried to stand up and noticed he was naked. He looked around for his clothes and they were gone.

 

He started giggling cause he just didn't care, he felt so good. He poked his head out of the hut's door and saw 8 beautiful women standing starring at him.

 

They motioned him to come join them, he thought "What the hell, ok". The women surrounded him, reaching out touching him, he had an erection and 2 of the women grabbed at it, "Woah" Jon gasped, one woman took the lead and held his erection in her hand and pulled him towards the hut. She laid herself down and was smiling, and Jon stood there, his erection standing at attention.

 

The woman had a small leaf like woven cup and handed it to Jon, "Drink" she said, Jon took the cup and within minutes he was feeling very, very good. He laid on top of her with no care in the world, head spinning, and made love to her all night, as the other women sat outside the hut, listening and giggling.

 

2 Day's have past and Jon has become a vital sex machine for this one woman he's named Christy. They spent their nights together and Jon spent his day's learning how to spear wild animals for food. The Women taught him what not to touch on the bushes, and trees, and not to swim in certain areas of the Amazon River. They were having a great time, Jon realizing if he had to live, this was the only way to do so.

 

Meanwhile Chris has been making good time everyday, and came upon a clearing where he decided to stop and have a snack. As he was sitting on the log he was looking around and noticed the sun was shinning on something that was making him squint, he reached into the bush and noticed a phone, Jon's phone, he shouted "Jonny Boy."

 

He noticed as he flipped the phone on the last entry text said "Chris, I'm sorry" he saw the date and time and then the battery was dead. He looked at his watch and knew he was only about a day behind, he gathered his things and took off running.

 

He ran until his blistered wet feet could go no more. He made great time as night fell. He took his shoes off and his socks were sticking to his blisters, he gently pulled them off.

 

As he was picking at the skin and complaining that when he found Jon he was going to let him have it about taking the wrong path and the lengths Chris had to go through to find him.

 

Then he thought about it and thought how selfish he was being and that he wouldn't say that because he loved him so much.

 

The Amazon Part 6

 

 

As Chris layed his head down he heard rustling in the distance, the bushes were making a noise. "Oh NO" he was going to be eaten by a wild animal or something.

 

He got his flashlight out and followed the noise, he followed it to a clearing where he perched himself on a log and looked down into the clearing. He saw a huge fire and little huts and some women topless sitting around. Chris sat with his back against the log and thought, 'Cannibals" They've eaten Jon."

 

Just then he felt a sharp pain against his back, he whipped himself around and a beautiful woman stood above him poking him.

 

"Hey stop that" Chris cried "You could poke someones eye out with that."

The woman's eyes flew wide open and she smiled and poked him again. "I said stop it."...

 

She laughed and poked him again.

 

"Look any minute now I'm gonna break that spear over your head."

 

She poked him again...

 

"Ok...that's it, I'm gonna break that spear over your head... any minute now."

 

She poked again and Chris bent down and picked up a small stick and shook it at her.

 

"Your asking for it" as he lashed out at her. She bonked him over the head, and Chris dropped his Massive weapon and grabbed his head, "OW" he screamed out.

 

The woman laughed,

 

"Your lucky my Mum taught me never to hit a woman, or else I'd of taken you out already."

 

She instructed him to walk and as Chris was walking ahead of her he was still being poked along in the back and he mumble to her, "You really should put a shirt on, it's not very ladylike to walk around with your boobs hanging out." He kept looking behind at her and kept whining "Stop poking me."

 

The Amazon Part 7

 

 

 

 

As Chris reached the camp area the other women came running over to them.

 

The woman with the spear held it up and said, "Back, he's mine." The other women looked dejected, but backed off.

 

The woman instructed Chris to go into her hut. She pushed him in and tugged at his clothes.

'Stop it" Chris said.

 

She didn't back off, she held her spear up and said, "Off", she poked him again. Chris snarled and said "OK, OK", but don't look." He stripped down to his "back to the future" undies, and Chris said, "There, are you happy now?"

 

The woman looked and pointed, "OFF" she yelled.

 

Chris- "I will not"

 

Woman- "OFF"

 

Chris- It's private stuff woman, don't you understand that?"

 

The woman poked her stick at his undies and Chris jumped alittle, she handed him a woven cup to him and Chris said, "Oh good, this is the first decent thing you've done since I was brutally captured."

 

Chris drank from the cup and felt alittle strange, kinda like the time Guy and him smoked weed for the first time in London, but he never told Jonny cause he was always telling Guy off for smoking it, and he would never have approved.

 

He drank some more and noticed an erection, he just stared at it, eyes fuzzing in and out, thinking it looked rather large than it used to, but really it wasn't cause his eyes were playing tricks on him.

 

Chris ended up making love all night to this woman he began to call "Jontu", he kept drinking from the cup and kept having erections thru the night and liked it.

 

Just as the sun was rising, Chris saw Jontu resting on his chest, he rubbed his eyes and thought his head felt really strange. He tried to get his barrings and realized he heard laughing coming from outside the hut.

 

He walked out completely forgetting he was naked, so he cupped his hand over his Johnson, and walked over to the women, "What are you laughing about?"

 

The women pointed to the hut and Chris heard moaning, so he peaked into the hut and saw Jon going at it with this woman. Chris threw open the door, "JONATHAN MARK BUCKLAND, just what do you think your doing?"

 

The Amazon Part 8

 

 

 

 

 

Jon rolled off Christy and shouted, "Chris you found me, I knew you wouldn't give up on me." He stumbled to Chris's feet, his head came up just in front of Chris's penis, he laughed and sat back, "Your naked, Chris."

 

 

 

Chris put his hands on his hips and agreed, "Yes, these crazy women stole my clothes, and they are so rude, constantly laughing at me, and poking me with things, I can't help it if I was born this way, not everyone can have a massive penis like you!"

 

 

 

Jon laughed and said, "You came all this way to discuss our penis size?"

 

 

 

Chris smiled and put out his hand to help Jon up, "No I guess not, but I just want to make it clear, big doesn't always mean better...he huffed

 

 

 

Jon- "Let's get our clothes and get out of here."

 

 

 

Chris shaking his head, "No we won't survive, if I found you, someone else will find us, we shall stay put until then."

 

 

 

Jon- "Did you drink from the cup?"

 

 

 

Chris- "I'm pretty sure I did."

 

 

 

Jon- It's some kind of passion drug, cause I have an erection all the time."

 

 

 

Chris- maybe you flipped, maybe you like girls now." Chris said softly

 

 

 

Jon- "No it's just, it puts me under a spell and I don't realize I'm doing it."

 

 

 

Chris- "I'm pretty sure I did it too, I think i even gave her a name."

 

 

 

2 weeks pass and Jon and Chris were able to sneak off together a few times, but Christy and Jontu kept Jon and Chris on a tight rope, constantly wanting sex and they tried not to drink from the cup, but the women were very persistent.

 

 

 

They became like Kings, the women were always trying to please the 2 men, some even tried to challenge Christy and Jontu for time with the 2 men, but they were like the 2 top women of the tribe, so they never succeeded.

 

 

 

One night Jon and Chris snuck off and layed down near the river and gazed at the sky. Their hands by their sides, but fingers intertwined with each others.

 

 

 

Chris- I'd give anything to hear Will yell at me.....

 

 

 

Jon- I'd give anything to hear Will yell at you too.....

 

 

 

Chris- Is this how it's gonna be from now on?

 

 

 

Jon turned his head and looked at Chris, "Well at least we are together."

 

 

 

Chris- What do you miss the most?

 

 

 

Jon- The comfort of our home, and You?

 

 

 

Chris- That as well, but mostly my piano.

 

 

 

They gripped their hands tighter and layed there together watching the stars dance.

 

 

 

The Amazon Part 9

 

 

 

 

 

2 Months have passed and Jon and Chris have become great providers for the Women. They learned about when the women were girls and the brutality they endured as children, they also learned how to stay away from the women, or at least be extra sweet to them when they were at that time of the month.

 

The women could be very mean, attacking Jon and Chris if they even looked sideway's at them, the women would run after them throwing stones and trying to yank their now longish hair, Chris was very good at running from them, Jon would always get caught and was the brunt of their pmsing.

 

One morning Chris was down at the river bank cleaning his spear and mending it from the wild boar kill the night before, when down river he heard what he thought was a motor.

He had very keen hearing out in the Amazon, you had to in order to stay alive. He stood up and decided to climb a tree in order to get a better look down river.

 

The river had a bend to it and he kept hearing a motor. He thought it might be the drug cartel, they have made many passes past the camp before. Then he saw the front of a boat rounding the river, like a riverboat.

 

Chris put his hand to his mouth and made a high pitch call, and Jon who was back at the camp stopped and signaled the women that Chris might be in trouble.

 

They grabbed their spears and Jon ran into the hut to get the binoculars and ran towards the river. Chris was crouched down behind some bushes and as the others approached, Chris raised his hand as if to quiet them and Jon bent down,

"What is it?"

 

Chris- "I heard a motor and it might be the drug runners, but I'm not sure yet."

 

They sent the women back to the camp for fear of trouble, they always were trying to protect the women they have grown very fond of.

 

Chris and Jon went down closer to the river and heard music blaring from the boat.

 

"Hey that's Viva playing" Jon said, Chris looked at Jon with a sarcastic face and said, "I really do hate that song, ya know." Jon looked at him and rolled his eyes and said, "Well it did make us alot of money."

"Yes, but it sounds like shit when I sing it live."Chris retorted.

 

Jon twitched his mouth alittle and said, "Well if you learned to stand still instead of running around trying to sing it, it would sound better."

 

Chris glared at him, "Well, you were supposed to have said," Oh Chris you sing that song like a true professional, you sure don't know how to boost my ego, do you?"Chris spoke in a high pitch voice.

 

Just then they realized they were lost in trivial conversation and the boat was getting closer to them. Jon looked through his binoculars,and said, "Holy shit, you'll never believe it." Chris grabbed at the binoculars that were hanging around Jon's neck which made Jon fall onto the ground and now is choking him.

Chris shook his head while looking through the glass and said, He still looks as mean as ever."

 

The Amazon Part 10

 

 

 

 

They both ran down to the river and started yelling and flapping their arms around, and just then they heard the boats loud horn.

The boat docked at the banks and Will and Guy appeared.

 

They were traveling with 8 men who lived alone in the Amazon about 2 day's travel from this point. They had given up hope of ever finding their friends when the native men who were at an outpost collecting supplies told them of a mythical tribe of Amazon women who lived near the banks of the river a couple day's travel. So Will and Guy asked them to come aboard the boat to help navigate to this place.

 

Chris grabbed Will and Jon grabbed Guy.

 

Jon- "Is this a dream, I can't believe you 2 came looking for us."

 

Guy- "Well we hired the boat, picked up these chaps along the way and just kept belting tunes out, in hopes you'd hear us."

 

Chris hugging Will ever so tight, "I Love you Will, I love you Guy, I take back anything I've ever said about you, even if I really meant it, I promise."

 

Will pondered for a moment, "Come on Jon, come on Guy, let's leave him, he hasn't changed much." Chris with a worried frown, "You can't be serious?"

Will- "Hmm" scratching his chin, "Well I guess we wouldn't be able to replace you for another singer, so I guess we'll have to keep you."

 

Chris and Jon led all the men back to camp, they had to spend the night and leave in the morning.

When the women came out of their huts, Christy and Jontu ran scared to Chris and Jon, and Chris said softly, "Don't be scared, their friends of ours."

 

The other women came out of their huts and ran over to the tribesmen, and were getting to know them, they finally had men for themselves.

 

Will, Jon, Chris, and Guy sat around the fire catching up on things and spoke of their great adventure they had, and all the hunting they learned to do.

 

Christy and Jontu were standing back a way's from the fire when Chris went to Jontu and explained he must leave in the morning, and that he would always remember her and miss her. Chris looked over to Jon and Jon nodded knowing Chris was looking to him for permission for one last night, to try and be a comfort to Jontu. Jon also excused himself from the fire to turn in with Christy.

Christy laid down and offered Chris the cup, and Chris kneeling down to the bed, said, "Not tonight Angel, I won't need it."

 

Will and Guy looked at each other in shock, what did the jungle do to them.

Will- "Well that's really weird."

Guy- " I know, I thought they loved each other."

 

Yes it was weird, Jon and Chris did love each other, but they had grown to really appreciate these 2 women and just wanted their last night to be like all the other nights, full of talking and sex, and for them to understand why they had to leave.

 

-

The Amazon Chapter 11 Final

 

 

 

 

18 months later in London

 

Will- Chris we need to sign these papers for the record company by Tuesday.

Chris- Yep, just a few more minutes

 

Chris and Jon were sitting at the computer, scanning the Internet that would change their lives forever.

Jon pointed at the screen, "Hey how about that one?" Chris twitched his lip, "Hmmm, maybe, let's keep looking."

 

Chris's cell phone rang and he reached into his pocket and said,

 

Chris- "Hello"

 

Mary from Oxfam- Hi Chris how are you guy's been?"

 

Chris- Good Mary, and You?"

 

Mary- I need you and Jon to fly to Brazil as soon as you can."

 

Chris- "Brazil, why?"

 

Jon moving his arms sideways and shaking his head no......

 

Chris-" Well, ok Mary we shall see you day after tomorrow, Bye."

 

Jon--" Aw Chris, No, I'm not going back there."

 

Chris- "We have to, theres some legal problem she needs us there right away."

 

Chris promised it was only to the Brazilian Government building and not the Amazon.

 

When they arrived in Brazil and called Mary, she instructed them to the Gov. Building, and needed to go to the 3rd floor, Ste# 341.

They walked into the building looked for the elevators and proceeded to the 3rd floor.

As they stepped off the elevator they were met by Mary, "I'm really sorry to get you down here, but I thought you might need to know this."

 

They walked into the room. Christy and Jontu were sitting at a long table, papers spread out and official men on cell phones going thru papers. The women jumped up and grabbed onto the boy's and told them they had missed them.

Jon-" I don't understand."

Chris- "You 2 look great, how ya doing?"

 

Mary came walking into the room with 2 official Lady's one was holding alittle girl, about 1 years old with blondish curly hair, and the other lady was holding alittle boy, same age, with darker hair.

 

Chris started to laugh and pointed at the boy and said, "Hey Jon, that boy looks exactly like you when you were a baby."

Jon stood and stared at Chris and Chris looked at the little girl and cried, "Holy shit, that's a mini me."

 

Christy and Jontu had given birth to Chris and Jon's children and didn't want them. They said they wanted to start families with their own kind, and they didn't want these children. It wasn't their kind and they had no emotions for them, so Mary helped them with papers and legal issues and wanted to know if Chris and Jon wanted the responsibility.

 

Chris was beside himself, he and Jon were scanning different adoption agency's for children to adopt and now they had their very own.

Jon took the boy from the Lady and started talking to him, "Hello little fella, I'm your Daddy."

Chris held his daughter for the first time and thought he was holding her wrong, but Jon said, "It's fine Chris, your doing it right, now say hello to your daughter."

 

Chris kissed her tiny head and introduced himself to her and she smiled, and hit him on his head with her rattle and said, "DaDa". Chris thought about Jontu always smacking him on the head with her spear and said, "Yep, just like your Mummy."

 

The End..........................

 

 

 

Three years is a long time. When Jonny first walked up to the grand doors of UCL with a stack of books balancing in one hand and a guitar case in the other, he never even imagined that he would make any friends at all, let alone three very significant ones who he seemed to be stuck with now for quite a large chunk of his future.

 

The air around the four of them teemed with excitement as the end of the week drew nearer. Chris had taken to posting a countdown on the wall in the kitchen of the flat he and Jonny shared. Every morning Jonny would walk into the kitchen to see that the number had already changed – Chris was never one to sleep in.

 

When the four of them were together, all of Jonny's, Guy's and Will's combined efforts went into making Chris settle down and stop talking. He would go on and on about how only four days remained, or three days, or two days, and if neither of the other three had ever said anything, he would have talked nonstop until that Friday finally arrived.

 

Thursday morning, Jonny felt the booming presence of the giant number one boldly written in red ink on the notepad by the wall. But when he looked up, the ink was shaped more in the form of a two. He felt a tiny sinking feeling and the inkling that something was off scratched at the back of his mind.

 

Jonny immediately left the kitchen and headed for Chris's bedroom. He found the door open, as usual, and as he stopped he nearly had a heart attack; Chris sat in the corner by his writing desk, curled up and staring at the now occupied doorway with impossibly large eyes.

 

Jonny cautiously walked into the room. He didn't ask permission not only because the door was already open anyway, but because he knew that Chris wouldn't object. In fact, Chris never even stirred until Jonny took a seat beside him.

 

He shot his eyes in Jonny's direction, clearly fearful and Jonny thought he even saw a bit of sadness in them. Jonny spoke and chose his words carefully, for he had seen Chris go through a mass number of mood swings over the years and taking it easy around him was always a good idea. This seemed to be even worse than usual.

 

“Have you had anything to eat yet?” Jonny asked. If Guy or Will had been there, they may have asked Chris if he was all right, or asked him what was wrong, but they didn't know him like Jonny did. They were all close friends, but his and Chris's relationship was different, if not only because they lived together. Jonny had the ability to learn every aspect of Chris's multifaceted personality, especially the parts that Chris only ever let show in the late hours of the night and the early hours of the morning.

 

And when Chris was around the other three in a group, he took to being the over-enthused one, trying to never let anything besides optimistic words flow from his perpetually moving mouth. He had broken down once or twice in front of them all, but even then he bottled up his feelings as much as he could to spare them all the burden of dealing with him. He only ever let Jonny see him like this, because he knew as Jonny did that they weren't like the others. The flat they shared was his home, a part of him, and therefore he felt as if Jonny was a part of him. There was no reason to hide here.

 

“Everything's going to change, isn't it?” Jonny blinked and waited for Chris to continue. “Tomorrow, we'll get signed, and then everything's going to change.”

 

Jonny shrugged. “Probably. Do you want some pancakes or something?”

 

Chris returned to staring at the doorway. “This is worse than going through high school.”

 

“We'll always be here with you, Chris,” Jonny told him, and in a slight way he meant to say, I'll always be here with you, but Chris knew that and it didn't need to actually be said.

 

“We don't have any more pancake batter.” Chris looked at Jonny out of the corner of his eye and guiltily admitted, “I kinda couldn't sleep at all last night, and you know how my metabolism gets when I don't sleep.”

 

Jonny looked up to the ceiling and sighed plainly. “That's right, if I remember correctly you once stayed up for four days straight and nearly cleared the campus of any and all edible items.”

 

“As delicious as they may look, the half-eaten meals they throw into the garbage bags aren't all that tasty,” Chris sheepishly warned. Jonny laughed, still staring upwards.

 

“We can go to that dinner around the corner, they always have good pancakes.”

 

Chris shook his head. “No, they don't, but I'm so tired right now that I could eat the tables if it wouldn't break my teeth and possibly my digestive system.”

 

“I think that would cost a lot more than the pancakes would. Come on,” Jonny quickly said, tapping his hand against Chris's arm, “it's on me.”

 

Jonny jumped up and held his hand out for Chris. Chris never needed any help standing, but he was always glad to take Jonny up on the offer. “OK,” he replied, his fingers still digging into the back of Jonny's hand, “but first I have to go change that number. Jonny, we're getting signed tomorrow!”

 

Chris flashed a huge grin as he released Jonny's hand, then sped off into the other room with no further notice. Jonny followed him, feeling quite accomplished. He knew there were plenty of bad days ahead of them all, but at this particular moment he felt confident that he could handle anything life – or for that matter, Chris – threw at him.

 

 

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Chapter 22

 

 

Weeks passed. Guy and James toiled for hours in the ever strengthening heat of the sun as spring turned to summer, caring for the beet plants. With Karen's help, they had learned everything from the correct distance each seed must be from another to the best times of day for watering to being able to distinguish which plants would be the best simply by inspecting their leaves.

 

It wasn't long before both James and Guy knew beets as well as they knew each other. They could tell when a plant needed more water or less sun. They knew if it was diseased and whether or not the plant would have to be removed to prevent the sickness from spreading to other plants.

 

And Karen was almost always around to give suggestions or reminders or even just encouragement. She visited the farm almost every day. Guy was used to having her around, and all of his previous suspicions about her had long since dissolved.

 

As strange as it was for Guy to think about, he realized that Karen had become a friend to both him and James. Or at least a regular part of their lives. Her presence along with the overwhelming success the beets had been having with growing, as emphasized by Karen every day now, since it was nearing harvest season, left Guy feeling more content than he had in a long time.

 

Because of these new feelings of calm, Guy found his relationship with James to be growing even stronger. Mornings were very busy times for them. But every evening once they stumbled into the house aching but feeling satisfied, they would sit down and have a long chat over some tea.

 

Or on particularly grueling work days, they might decide to share a hot shower together. To Guy, nothing was more stress-relieving than feeling the warmth of a shower's warm spray combined with the warmth of James's bare skin on his own. And it was on one of these summer nights that Guy decided he was ready for the next step.

 

"James," he whispered, his voice barely audible over the rushing noise of the water, "I have been doing some thinking."

 

"What about, love?" James asked, his hands tightly on Guy's waist.

 

"We've been doing well. The farm has, I mean. The beets are growing nicely. Harvest time is only a couple of weeks away, and Karen says they will surely turn a nice profit. So I think....I think it's finally time."

 

"Mmm," James mumbled. He was much more interested in the bare, yet to be kissed skin of Guy than what Guy was actually saying. His lips eagerly made contact with the smooth skin on his neck and slowly made their way down, being sure not to miss an inch.

 

Guy felt dizzy and momentarily lost track of all thoughts but one-how good James's lips felt on his skin. But he forced himself to snap out of the daze. He pushed James away. "No," he told him, "You're not even listening to me."

 

"I'm listening..." James drifted off, too caught up in the moment. Viscerally, he leaned back towards Guy, putting his mouth on his neck once more and nibbling just a bit this time. "I know you like this," he growled, in the seductive way that he knew never failed to attack Guy's attention.

 

Guy took a deep breath. It took all his strength not to kneel in front of James right then. But he really wanted to have this talk. He ran one hand through his wet hair. "No..." he said, more to himself than to James. He turned the water off.

 

"Hey..." James protested. He sounded confused, and then after a few seconds he looked hurt. His expression and his eyes hardened almost to the point of anger. It was his natural reaction to feeling wounded.

 

Guy quickly calmed him down. "You didn't do anything wrong. I want you, trust me I do. But we need to talk. And I can't focus on anything when you are all over me like that."

 

"Okay," James said. "I am sorry. We can talk now."

 

Guy just looked at James for a moment. "I think we should get dressed first," he said quietly.

 

"Why?" James asked, winking playfully. "I much prefer it like this."

 

"Because when I see you like that, dripping wet and naked just inches away from me, all I can think about is how much I want to fuck you."

 

James laughed heartily. "Okay, I see your point. I'll go get my clothes." Once fully dressed, the two sat on the edge of their bed. "Alright," James said, "I am ready to hear what you have to say now."

 

Guy looked at James with an expression he had never seen before. "Like I said, the crops are doing well and should give us a good amount of money. So have been thinking....I want to try and get Malcolm back now. It's been about a year since we've met, and I know this will be a lot to handle, but..." he choked on his words.

 

"What?" James asked tenderly, stroking Guy's face and wiping off a tear.

 

"I really need him James." He took a deep breath and forced back any more tears that threatened to fall.

 

"I know you don't know him. I know you've never even met him. I know kids are a big responsibility. I know that adding him to our life will mean less time that we get to spend together. And I know I should care about all of that stuff. But I don't. I just want him here, with me. Or at the very least, I just want to see him again. It's been so long James. It feels like an eternity."

 

"Shut up Guy."

 

"Wha...what?"

 

"I said shut the hell up so I can tell you that I support this all the way."

 

"Really?" Guy asked, sounding very much like an innocent young child.

 

"Absolutely. We can get start figuring things out tomorrow."

 

Guy smiled. The innocence left him then. He kissed James with a burning passion, the force of it causing James to fall back on the bed with Guy on top of him. "I'm going to finish what I didn't finish before in the shower," he whispered.

 

"Good," James replied hungrily.

 

"But first one thing," Guy said. "I love you."

 

"I love you too," James told him. "Not let me show you just how much."

 

 

 

Chapter 23

 

 

"The first thing we need is a lawyer," Guy told James. "Write that down."

 

James rolled his eyes. "I'm not making a list. But you are right. We do need a lawyer. And I know a great one. We used to be good friends. Well, he thought we were anyways. I never considered anyone in that city to be any more than a good acquaintance. But, to make a long story short, he'd do just about anything for me."

 

"Oooh, I am so glad I know someone with all these connections," Guy joked.

 

James grinned smugly. The happy-go-lucky mood between them faded after that; they knew this was a serious thing. "If I remember correctly, today is his long day at the office. So I think I'll go into the city this morning and talk with him." He thought for a moment longer. "If you can handle doing the morning work on your own today. The sun's already almost up."

 

"I can handle it," Guy said instantly.

 

"Okay then it's settled." He turned his head towards Guy's. "I'll see you this evening. Don't burn the house down while I'm gone."

 

Guy gave a short laugh. "Well, I don't think much of anything is going to happen if I don't get out of bed."

 

- - - - - - - -

 

The full sun was clearly visible in the eastern sky once Guy finally finished the work of both him and James. He wearily made his way back to the house to try and rest up as much as he could before he had to do the rest of the work in the evening.

 

As he stepped onto the porch he frowned. The door was open slightly. He thought that was strange. He was sure he had closed it. He didn't really expect any trouble, but all the same he entered cautiously, ready to defend himself if need be.

 

There was no danger, but Guy was a little shocked to see Karen sitting at the table when he entered. And he knew she must have noticed, because she looked like she was trying hard not to laugh.

 

"Shut up," he told her, not really serious. "I didn't exactly expect another person to be here."

 

She looked around. "Well I did. Where is James this morning?"

 

"Oh, he's in the city meeting with a lawyer. We're looking into to finally getting Malcolm back."

 

She just stared blankly at him. Guy began to feel uncomfortable. He suddenly had a flashback to the day he had first met Karen. He had had the same odd feelings about her back then as he did right now. But tried to forget about them, as he had done before.

 

"You know....my son," he continued. He crossed his arms. "I know I've told you this story before." After another few seconds of silence, he finally threw up his hands in frustration. "What's the problem!?" he asked angrily.

 

"Sorry," she finally said quietly. "I was just trying to figure out just what it is you see in him."

 

"What?"

 

"You honestly think it will be beneficial for Malcolm to have two fathers and no mother?"

 

"James will make a great father for Malcolm," Guy growled.

 

"But he will never be a mother, will he?"

 

"That doesn't matter," Guy told her. He sounded calm, but inside he was boiling over. He could hardly believe what he was hearing.

 

"But it does."

 

Guy clenched his fists and tired to restrain himself. "Then who do you suggest would be appropriate?" he said between clenched teeth, his tone dripping with sarcasm.

G

uy thought he heard her laugh, as if the answer were obvious. "You could try considering the woman sitting right in front of you."

 

Guy couldn't think of a single thing to say to that. All the thoughts running through his mind involved violence and destruction. All his muscles were tensed. His jaw felt like it would crack due to the pressure that Guy was putting on it, clenching his teeth so hard that they were probably getting worn down.

 

Hearing nothing from Guy's end, Karen continued right on as if they were having a normal conversation. "Why do you think I keep on coming here? At first I was just trying to help out a nice man. But then I learned that he was with another, even nicer man, one who had a son that he wanted to get custody of. And I just had to do something. The opportunity finally arose and today and I had to take it. I am just trying to help you, Guy. I want you to be happy, and your son too."

 

"Get out."

 

Guy's voice was so low, Karen thought she might have imagined that he spoke at all. "What?" she asked.

 

"Get out," he repeated.

 

She stood up. "Don't be insulted Guy. It doesn't have to be me. It could be any woman really. Anything is better than that poor man you stumbled upon. He's a business man. He doesn't belong out here. He isn't like us."

 

"I said.....get the fuck out of my house right now. And do not ever come back. I don't want to see your face on my property...no, on our property ever again."

 

"Fine," she said. "But your loss." And she causally walked out the door, never to walk in again.

 

As soon as the door shut, one of the kitchen chairs hit he back of it. Guy realized a couple of seconds later that he had thrown it. He stared at his hands. They were shaking. He collapsed into the chair that he hadn't chucked across the room. He had never so strongly regretted ignoring his first impressions of a person. Because apparently, the consequences involved a massive desire to strangle someone and an even more massive headache.

 

He quickly stood up, picked up the chair he threw, and looked out the kitchen window. It was still too early to start the evening work, but he didn't care. He had to do something to get rid of the passionate anger he was full of. And since he had twice as much work to do, he decided to start it anyway.

 

 

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Chapter 24

 

 

Guy had barely sat down after returning from the fields when the door opened and James walked in, a grin plastered onto his face. Guy immediately jumped up and went over to him. They locked eyes for just a moment, then Guy reached out and hugged James as though he hadn't seen him in months. He pulled him in close so that they could feel each other's chests rising and falling with each breath they took. Moving his hands from James's waist to wrap them around his neck, he kissed him passionately.

 

He was unwilling to let go, and when he finally did, he had to laugh. James's face was one of complete shock."What was that about? Not that I didn't like it, because I did, but...." he drifted off, feeling himself blush.

 

Guy chuckled. "I just wanted you to know that I love you, and I appreciate everything you do for me. One thing being your apparent success in the city today, because you walked in with a huge grin on your face."

 

"Aww...I was hoping to surprise you," James replied, pretending to pout. "Were you hoping to surprise me too?"

 

"What do you mean?"

 

"I mean I was just wondering when you were planning on telling me why you are so upset."

 

Guy couldn't believe that James could tell anything had happened at all. And Guy felt weak just thinking about what had occurred that afternoon. He began to shake, and although he movement was very slight, James still seemed to notice.

 

"Something really bad must have happened. You don't look well at all. Sit down...and please tell me."

 

Guy just sat on the floor right by where he stood, against the wall. James sat beside him, looking very worried. Guy took a few deep breaths. He had to tell the person he loved most in the world how someone who was supposedly his friend just wrote him off as though he were meaningless.

 

"I came back from the morning work and Karen was here. And she told me....she basically said that I should leave you for her, or some other chick, because it wouldn't be good for Malcolm to have two fathers." He sat back, letting his head rest against the wall. He closed his eyes for a few seconds.

 

"So what happened?" James asked.

 

Guy's eyes flew open. "I told the little bitch to get the fuck out of our house! She's never coming back here again, never! Not after what she did! She insulted you, she can't insult you, she can't!"

 

"Shhhh," James said. He grabbed a hold of one of Guy's hands and squeezed it tight. "You're yelling. It's okay now. It's all over."

 

"I'm sorry," Guy said. "It's just that I cannot bear to hear anyone say things like that about you, right to my own face. She could have said whatever she wanted about me. I wouldn't have cared. But not about you...not about you..." he drifted off, and just gazed at James with eyes full of passion and love. "You know, I got so crazy when she was saying those things James. For a while I couldn't even speak, I was so furious. I was afraid I might do something I regretted. It took all my strength..."

 

"Well, it's okay now," James told him. "It's all okay. Because she's not going to be coming back ever again. Who cares what she thinks anyway?"

 

Guy allowed a tiny smile onto his face. "You know something? You are right. It's not even worth getting angry about. Because we know how things are between us. We know how we feel about each other, and we know that Malcolm will be safe and happy here. You know James, I don't know if you've ever noticed this but we have such a good relationship with each other. I feel like our bond grows stronger every day. And Malcolm is surely going to notice that. Because, honestly, I never really had that with Julie."

 

"Yeah," James replied. He sounded like he was deep in thought but he didn't say anything more in response.

 

Guy frowned, but he didn't ask James what he was thinking about. He was too tired to make it much of a concern at the moment. The extra work combined with the emotional turmoil he had been through had left him thoroughly exhausted.

He was debating whether or not to leave James's side to go to bed, when the decision was made for him. He yawned without meaning too.

 

"Alright, I think it's time for you to go to bed now Guy," James chastised.

 

"I'm fine," Guy lied. "It's nice to just be here with you."

 

James chuckled. "You will never learn, will you? You can't lie to me, Guy. I can tell you are basically asleep sitting up right now." He kissed him lightly on the cheek.

 

"You've had a rough day. I don't want you to overdo it. I already feel bad for leaving you to do all the work. I'm not going to let you pass out right here on the floor."

 

"Don't feel bad," Guy said. "I am so glad you did that for me. By the way, we never really talked about that. How did it go?"

 

"It went well, he said he'd represent us."

 

"That's all?"

 

"Nope, but I'm not letting you get away with what I know you are attempting. You're not going to trick me into having a conversation. Go to bed."

 

Guy couldn't resist smiling. "Okay, I'll go to bed. I am very tried," he admitted. "But it won't be easy to sleep without you."

 

"I'll probably join you soon," James told him.

 

Once Guy went to bed, James continued to sit around, thinking about the day's events. It was true, his friend had agreed to represent them. It was a good thing. Something that should have made him feel happy. And he had felt that way.

But as much as he hated to admit it, what Guy had told him Karen had said really got to him. He was beginning to wonder if she might be right. He didn't know anything about being a parent. Malcolm would surely recognize that. Malcolm deserved the best, just like Guy did.

 

The problem was, James was beginning to think that he might not be good enough for them. He stood and crept quietly into their bedroom. Guy was sprawled out on top of the blanket, sound asleep. James new it was ridiculous, but he felt a little hurt.

 

"I guess you don't need me so much after all," he whispered sadly.