Disowned
by Victor Thomas
Chapter 27
Javier
I pressed the gas pedal harder, passing other cars on the narrow street that led to Kenny's house. I had to see him, hug his lean body, run my fingers through his light brown hair, and kiss his sweet lips. Sadly, even the image of his cute face and beautiful deep blue eyes couldn't distract me from what had just happened.
This can't be real. I almost had sex with that fucking asshole.
The events in his bedroom kept replaying in my head; him sitting next to me, pushing his legs onto my lap, and finally lying on top of me. If I hadn't hesitated, the jerk would have never left the room and I wouldn't have seen the message from Kenny. And what kind of sick idiot would come up with such a plan? I had caught Joshua with a smoking gun in his filthy hand, and the bastard wasn't even sorry.
I honked at the driver in the car in front of me who was driving slowly.
"Move over already, would you?"
At the next intersection, the car slowed down even more and signaled for a right turn. I sped past and when I glanced over, there was an old man in the front seat of the car.
"Fuck you too," I shouted to a woman coming from the opposite direction, trying to turn in front of me.
Obviously, she couldn't hear it, but based on her expression, she was probably able to read it from my lips. With no intention of giving room to anybody, I passed the next intersection and sped through several blocks until I came to the turn for Kenny's house.
My heart was beating hard and fast. I prayed he would be home and wouldn't mind me showing up without warning. He didn't answer my calls, so the only alternative was to go there despite the risk I would see his mother.
His car was in the driveway. My boyfriend was behind those walls, and soon, we would sort things out. If anything was clear, I wouldn't leave before I got my boyfriend back, no matter what happened with his mother.
I turned off the car so quickly it was hardly in park. Not bothering to lock it, no one would want to steal a piece of shit like that, I shoved my keys into my pocket and ran up the driveway, straight to the door. I pounded on it with my fist and pressed my ear to it, listening for any sound of life. Some footsteps padded inside and came closer.
The door opened and Ms. Sherman studied me with a reserved expression on her face.
"Javier?" The last hints of a smile vanished from her face. "What are you…"
"Is Kenny home?" I interrupted, looking past her.
She pressed her lips tightly together and stared at me.
"Kenny is in his room, but he needs to go to bed soon."
"Thanks. This won't take long."
I darted past her into the house and ran straight back to his room. The door was closed, but I didn't wait to knock. Instead, I barged in and found him sitting at his desk, slumped over writing something in his notebook, with earbuds jammed into his ears.
His face went pale. Ripping out his earbuds, he stood up. The chair teetered on two legs before settling down again. The pencil fell from his fingers when he took a step back.
"You need to leave," he gasped.
"I'm not leaving, not anymore. I know everything."
"What?"
He froze.
"I just came from Joshua's. I saw the message you sent."
I moved forward and stood before him, so close we could feel each other's breath. He grimaced and rubbed his left elbow. I wanted to wrap my arms around him, but he gestured me not to. The timid boy was constantly looking past my shoulders.
"I know what Joshua did to you," I said.
He raised his finger in front of his mouth.
"Not here. Mom hears everything," he whispered.
"Let's go. My car's in front of the house."
I touched his arm gently and saw a shy smile on his face.
He took off his sleep shorts and walked over to get a clean pair of jeans from his closet, and then bent over to get a shirt from the bottom of his dresser. I couldn't resist the temptation to press my crotch against his butt and rub his dick through his boxers. Despite his silent protests, it triggered the desired reaction.
Holy shit, I missed this so much, I thought, giving his growing erection one last squeeze before adjusting my own jeans. After a super-fast kiss, we headed to the hallway. Ms. Sherman was nowhere to be seen until we got to the door.
"Where are you two going?" she asked, her voice full of disapproval.
"Just for a short drive, mom," Kenny said, opening the door.
"What will you be doing?"
"Be back later, mom. I won't be too late."
He pushed me outside and slammed the door behind us.
We bolted to my car and threw ourselves inside. The engine was still warm when I peeled out, rounding the corner like a stunt driver. He mimicked his mother asking those nosy questions, and we laughed harder than we had in a while. After a short drive, we crossed the river and I turned into the park and let myself sag against the seat. I looked at him and smiled.
"Do you think she left after us?" he said, glancing at the mirror.
I leaned closer.
"Can we not talk about her for a moment?"
The words were still in my throat when he grabbed my face and planted a big kiss on my mouth. Soon, our hands were all over our bodies, and this time even he didn't' seem to mind if someone saw us. Instead, he leaned over the armrest toward me. His whole body jerked when his elbow hit the horn.
"Whoa, there!" I teased.
"Should we move to the back seat?" he asked.
I didn't have to be asked twice. I opened the back door and plopped into the back seat waiting for him to join me. The space was small, but he managed to close the door before laying down on top of me. I wrapped my arms around him and hugged him tightly.
"I love you," I said.
My voice was thick with emotion.
He moved so he could reach to kiss me.
"I noticed," he said with a grin, moving his hips.
"Jesus, please stop that."
"Don't you like it?"
He continued rubbing his crotch against mine.
"I do," I panted. I took hold of his hips and lifted them. "Just a short break, okay."
"Someone's horny today," he whispered in my ear.
Indeed, I was, but even more, I was glad Joshua hadn't broken our relationship. My chest tightened when I thought how close to having sex I had been just an hour earlier. The bastard had been playing sick games with me the whole time, and I hadn't noticed anything. That sucked big time.
"Something wrong?" he asked.
"Huh? No! It's just Joshua…"
I couldn't find words from my sudden anger.
His big blue eyes were full of sadness.
"I'm so sorry. I didn't… I didn't…"
"Babe, don't cry."
I hugged my boyfriend gently. His whole body shook as he cried uncontrollably. For a long time, we just lay there, holding each other. I stroked his hair and felt his tears wetting my cheek. When the sobbing paused, I grabbed his butt and squeezed with both hands.
He raised his head. His eyes were red, but there was a smile on his cute face.
"Do you still want to be with me?" he asked.
"I've never wanted anything so much," I said. "And don't worry about Joshua. I'll make sure he leaves us alone."
"My hero."
He laid his head on my chest.
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