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| Kish Weekly Writing Challenge!; WEEK 1 -> Wedding Challenge | |
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| TimeToFly | Oct 24 2009, 08:42 PM Post #1 |
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Yay!!! I thought that perhaps from now on we could do a weekly writing challenge for all those writers (and would-be writers, like me)!! If you have any ideas for themes or other suggestions regarding future challenges, please PM me! RULES: DO'S ~Entries should be one shot (fit in one post) and and not be TOO long (I'm not gonna put a limit, but try to make it not take a long time to read) ~By the same token, Entries should also try to be more than a couple short paragraphs DON'TS ~Entries are NOT to be judged on whether they would really work in the OLTL universe or writing style (basically, you shouldn't think less of a story because you don't like how the writer writes) ~When judging DO NOT think better of a story just because it's longer or shorter than another. OTHER ~ALL entries should be posted in THIS THREAD ~The deadline for submitting will be Friday October 30th @ 2pm EASTERN (the time Friday's episode of OLTL starts) ~Please ONLY post story entries in this thread, and save any comments for the comment thread. Although a new thread will be started every week for each challenge, we'll try to stick to one comment thread and keep it going week by week. CHALLENGE - 10/25-10/30 The Wedding Challenge Write a one-shot story of how you imagine the wedding (Which will be airing in Friday's (10/30) and Sunday's (11/2) episodes of OLTL) will or should come out. Any plot, events, or anything else involved in the story is the writer's choice. And even though we already know Spoiler: click to toggle There should be NO discrimination against stories where Spoiler: click to toggle For those of you afraid to click the spoilers, it's pretty obvious stuff, but some of you may not know that it's been confirmed. Comment Thread http://s1.zetaboards.com/Kishmet/topic/2443782/1/ GOOD LUCK!!! :twirl: Edited by TimeToFly, Oct 30 2009, 03:42 PM.
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| appleridge | Oct 24 2009, 10:27 PM Post #2 |
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Taking The Plunge Oliver Fish just spoke to the protestors and what came out of his mouth shocked Kyle Lewis to the core of his being. Kyle's head was swimming with words that Oliver had said them since he came out. "I love You Kyle, I want you & I dont care who knows it" At the time Kyle wanted to believe him but couldnt. All the hurt was stopping him but after just hearing Oliver speak. Telling the crowd not let pride get in the way and lose the person you love the most that you need to be true to yourself and proud of who you are, Kyle was so proud of Oliver. He looked up but Oliver was gone. What was worse is that Andrew Carpenter was beginning the ceremony and him & Nick were first in line. Kyle grabbed Nick by the arm and made him face him Kyle: Nick I havent been honest. Im still in love with Oliver and I cant marry you. Nick: No your not. Your just proud of that Oliver stood up for all of us Kyle: Thats part of it but im still in love with Oliver NicK: So your gonna go back to some guy who treated you like crap and let him do it again? Kyle; He wont. I know this. He truly loves me and I him. If I dont take this jump even though its scary, ill regret it and I dont do regrets. Im sorry. Maybe we can talk in a few but I have to find Oliver. Nick: Just go then Kyle walked off, Nick left the podium and the next couple were married. Kyle walked around the ceremony but Oliver was gone. He saw John McBain & went up to him Kyle: Excuse me John: Yes? Kyle: Where did Oliver go? John: I let him go home. He left with Cris & Layla after his speech Kyle: Thanks Kyle ran off to Oliver's apartment After what seemed like an eternity, Kyle arrived at Oliver's. He took a deep breath and knocked on the door. The door swung open revealing Oliver who at the sight of Kyle , his eyes grew twice their size. Oliver: Kyle what are you doing here Oliver walked into the apartment, Kyle followed. Cris & Layla were sitting on the couch, all shocked to see Kyle. So is your hubby with you. Gonna take pitty on your ex? Kyle: No listen Oliver's back turned on Kyle Oliver please look at me Cris scans the situation and speaks a familar line Cris: No ring, No strings, Remember Oliver? Oliver turns around Oliver: What? Cris: Look at Kyle's hand Oliver looks and sees no ring on Kyle's finger Oliver: Where is your wedding band? Kyle: Thats what I came to tell you. I called it off with Nick. Oliver smiles but quickly turns back to the wall Oliver: Oh why's that? Kyle goes over to Oliver, turns him around & puts his hands on his shoulders Kyle: I was standing there with a man I dont love about to get married and then you spoke up and all the honesty that came from your lips, I have never seen you like that Oliver. You werent afraid. You were proud and you meant everything you said. I felt all these walls I put up aganist you start to crumble. I knew from that moment that I will always be in love with you, Oliver Fish. You had my heart the first day of college & you still do. I want you Oliver & I don't care who knows. Oliver half laugh and cries Oliver: That's my line. Are you saying you want us back? Kyle Smiles and a tear falls Kyle: That's exactally want I want. Now I know it won't be easy but I know we can do it. If you want the same Oliver. Do you? Kyle watches Oliver as he tears up. Oliver then pinches his arms. Kyle laughs Kyle: What are you doing? Oliver: I just wanted to make sure this was real and not a dream and it is real. I do want us back Kyle but how do we begin? Kyle: Well lets go someone and start figuring that out Oliver smiles a big smile Oliver: Okay. One thing though Kyle: What's that? Oliver: Could I kiss you? Kyle: Sure I'd love that Oliver goes in for the kiss but Kyle speaks Kyle: Thats if you dont mind kissing me in front of all these people? Oliver starts to get defensive Oliver: what do u mean its only Layla and The lightbulb goes off in his head. Oliver looks at Kyle who has a devilish smirk on his face. He pulls Kyle to him and Kisses him passionately. They eventually pull away. Oliver: You know your still a smart ass sometimes Kyle laughs Kyle: Only another reason you love me Oliver Laughs Oliver: One of many Oliver & Kyle leave the apartment to go & talk in private. Layla & Cris are still sitting on the couch taking this all in Cris: Well Im happy for them they seem to be heading on the right track Layla: True but you know what? Cris: What's that Layla: Its about to get all different types of interesting up in here Cris laughs Cris: You know it The End Edited by appleridge, Oct 24 2009, 10:32 PM.
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| sbliss2009 | Oct 25 2009, 09:25 PM Post #3 |
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Here is my reply to your writing challenge, this is the first time ever that I have written any fan fiction for Kyle and Oliver or any soap couple. I think this is a little long, but I did cut a whole page a half from the beginning. Remember this a first attempt and please be kind. I so love all the fan fiction on this board and all of the posters. Sarah It is entitled simply "The Wedding Day and Beyond..." Kyle looked at his watch again; it was now 30 minutes until the ceremony started. He felt nervous and apprehensive, as he never had before, and wasn’t sure whether the nerves were normal “pre wedding jitters” or something more. Should he actually go through with marrying Nick or should he be honest with both Oliver and Nick? But, what truth should be tell? Kyle knew what the truth was, he loved Oliver, he had since he was 19 years old. Hurt, pain, words of incredible insult from the man he loved, years spent apart, a new loving relationship with an out and proud gay man could not change one thing, his love for Oliver. But Oliver is not a safe bet, but if Kyle was being honest with himself, Oliver never was a safe bet. Kyle recalled the questioning, unsure 19 year old young man he had met when they both were new fraternity pledges for KAD. Oliver never admitted to being gay, then, but he did admit to wanting and then loving Kyle. The two had been friends first, Oliver was the best friend that Kyle had ever had. He not only lost his lover, but his best friend when Oliver turned and walked away due to shame and denial. Kyle took the chance, then, knowing who he was falling for, knowing what the possible outcomes of their relationship could be. Why was he not able to take the chance now, now that Oliver was out, learning how to accept that he was gay and what that means to his life and relationships. He chanced the hurt back in college. It is harder to take the chance on being hurt again by the same person when you know how much it hurt the first time. Kyle now wondered, though, will it hurt more in the long run to see Oliver move on with someone else, knowing that Kyle committed to Nick, and that there is no chance for Oliver and Kyle, never knowing how it could have been. Kyle realized that he was avoiding hurt that he had no way of knowing would ever come to be. With that thought, he heard, Reverend Carpenter’s voice, “Kyle, It’s time.” Kyle was startled back to reality, “I’m coming.” He didn’t know what he was going to do when the ceremony started. He just knew that he had to go out and there and face Nick one way or the other. On his way to stand by Nick’s side, that is when he saw…Oliver. What was Oliver doing at the ceremony in uniform. He was currently having a conversation with protestors. These were the same protestors that had unnerved Kyle earlier. It wasn’t their protests about the gay marriage, but the protest from them had unearthed his own internal protest. One of the protestor said, “Gay marriage is a sin. What you are doing here today is condemned by God.” Another protestor said, “Marriage was not intended by God to be for a man and a man or a woman and a woman. This must be stopped.” Oliver had been assigned to crowd control by John McBain just after being reinstated to the force. Oliver couldn’t believe his bad luck. Not only did he have to listen to the rants of the protestors, find a way to control them, but he had to be witness to Kyle marrying Nick. Oliver had now listened to the protests from various protestors for nearly an hour and a half and his blood was almost to the boiling point. He was not sure whether his indignation came from the fact that he himself was gay or from the pain he knew he was about to endure when he witnessed Kyle marry Nick. With this marriage, even if it wasn’t a legal marriage, Oliver believed that whatever hope he held for him and Kyle would cease. Protestor one chanted numerous times, “Being gay is a sin.” With that final chant, Oliver, not realizing that he was in line with one of the national news cameras, decided that he was going to make his own statement to the protestors, not just a police officer, but as an out gay man. Oliver said, “I’ve been listening to your protests for the last hour and a half and I have to tell you what you are saying is cruel and hurtful. People like you, who use God and the church to justify such hate towards a group of people are exactly those people who I believe are responsible for keeping basic rights, like marriage, from people who are gay. This is what this event is about today, it is a statement regarding rights, standing up to declare desire for and entitlement to the right to marry the person you love. Marriage is about love, for me. Today is also about being honest, being honest about what you want, what rights you’re asking for, your feelings. These are not just words for me and your words are more hurtful for me because I am also gay. It took me a long time to admit that to the people that really mattered, my parents, my friends, my co workers, and to the person that I loved in college and still love to this day. I denied that love for so long because I was ashamed because I was taught that being gay was a sin, that it was wrong, and that it was something that I should have been able to control. So, I tried so hard to control it, to not be gay, to live my life as a straight man, but in doing that I did more harm to the people in my world than admitting being gay could ever do. What I learned from being honest, learning to be proud of who I am, being gay, is this: I can’t undo other people’s beliefs, like yours, I can’t control their responses, my parents, I can’t undo pain I’ve caused for those I love, but I can finally breathe, I can finally stop being afraid, and I can finally be honest about my feelings and my fears. These were things I never was able to do before because the one fear that I always had was that everyone would find out that I was gay or that I wasn’t straight enough. Now, I can be myself, I can disappoint my parents, I can still be a good cop, I can try to love someone else. I still have my faults, I’ll probably still hurt the people I love, but not because I’m lying to myself, but because I’m human. I have to say, for the first time in my life, I can be proud of myself and the choices I’ve made for me. I’m not ashamed anymore, not even by other people’s shame.” Oliver’s speech, having been caught on tape by a national news station, was also overheard by much of the wedding crowd, including his college love, Kyle Lewis. Kyle could hardly believe the way Oliver stood up to the protestors, the things that he said. Kyle felt so many things in that moment, he felt pride in the man who stood in the face of such cruelty, but more than anything else, he felt love. Before Kyle knew it the ceremony was beginning, Nick took Kyle’s hand. Reverend Carpenter was now reciting the most infamous words in a wedding ceremony, “If there is anyone here who can show cause why any of these couples should not be wed, should speak now or forever hold their peace.” That is when Kyle said, “I do.” Nick said, “Kyle, we are not there yet.” Kyle looks at Nick knowing that the next words out of his mouth would hurt him deeply, “That’s not what I mean, I mean, I do object to myself taking these vows here today and I don’t think we should have this conversation here in front of everyone. We should let Reverend Carpenter get on with the ceremony.” Nick says, “No, Kyle, I think, you owe me an explanation in front of all of these witnesses, this is supposed to be a symbolic ceremony, showing the community we deserve the right to get married and you are trying to object to that.” Kyle tries to explain himself to Nick, to the group, “No, that is not what I am doing, I know what today means, what marriage means, and I know that you gave me the opportunity to not participate in this ceremony earlier today, but I couldn’t be honest with myself until now. Nick, I can’t marry you or even symbolically commit to you when I still love somebody else.” The crowd gasps, Oliver is still in the crowd and is witness to Kyle’s declaration. He can hardly believe what he has heard. He is frozen in that moment. Nick tries to fight what Kyle is telling him, “Kyle, no you don’t mean that, you have told me repeatedly that you were moving on, that you wanted to move forward with me, you didn’t want to go back to someone who had hurt you. What changed? What tipped the scale? I mean I knew that you didn’t love me, how could you, I knew that you never stopped loving him.” Kyle looks at Oliver from across the crowd, both acknowledging the statement of love made by Kyle, but Kyle again addresses Nick, “I had to be honest. The reason that I was so hurt for so many years was because of dishonesty. I realize now that love doesn’t care about hurt. It endures loss and absence and denial. I tried to deny my love for Oliver, but by doing that I’m being dishonest, I’m lying about something about myself. I’m afraid of being hurt again by love, but love doesn’t care. I tried to be rational, that’s why we’re here. You were the better choice, you are the person I should want to be with, but that’s not my truth. I’m sorry, Nick. I tried so hard to make this work, I lied to you about this ceremony, about my feelings for you and Oliver. And I’m just now realizing that what I did was not that different from what I condemned Oliver for doing. I used to you to hide, even though I really wanted to move on, but how could I? I was trying to move on from something that never had any sort of closure at all, something I was still fighting hard for until recently. I stopped fighting to protect myself, but in trying to protect myself, I hurt others, you, Nick, possibly this whole cause. So, I need you to let me go right now and continue on with this even because I do believe in what it means for same sex couples.” Kyle leaves the stage, Reverend Carpenter continues on with the ceremony with the other couples, including Dorian and Amelia. Nick stands there, hurt, but looks on at the statement being made today by all of the couples in Llanview. The activist in him cannot help but be proud of what is being done here today. However, he realizes that his boyfriend, Kyle Lewis, now his ex boyfriend and ex fiancée, is most likely going to have some kind of reunion with Oliver Fish. Kyle looks for Oliver, but only finds Cristian, Layla, and Roxy. He questions them regarding where Oliver is. Roxy volunteers an answer first, “Johnny McBain had him return to the station because after his public outing, the news media were hounding him for an additional interview. They wanted to know what it is like to be a gay cop in the small town of Llanview. John ordered him to go back to the police station especially when it started to look like this even was not going to take place because of what you were saying. Way to go for following your heart, I knew you wouldn’t go through with it. I’m so proud of you, I couldn’t be prouder than if you were one of mine.” Kyle replies, “Thanks, Roxy, but do you think he heard what I said up there.” Roxy says, “I think he heard enough to know that there is hope for you two.” Kyle smiles and replies, “Thank you, Roxy. Cristian and Layla, hello and thanks for coming to be here for Oliver. I’ve got to go.” Kyle leaves the site of the mass wedding to look for Oliver. First he goes to the police station. Oliver isn’t there. John McBain reports that he let Oliver off of his shift early. John being John doesn’t request or give any additional information. Kyle goes to the next logical place, Oliver’s apartment and knocks on the door. No answer. He waits for about 10 minutes hoping that Oliver would return home. At this point, Kyle is starting to feel excited, nervous about what he will say when he does actually find Oliver. Kyle then decides that he will go to his own apartment, wondering if maybe Oliver would seek him out there. He gets back to his own apartment and no one is there. No note, no indication that anyone has stopped to see him. Kyle doesn’t know where to go next. He knows that it is possible that he and Oliver have missed each other. Would Oliver return to the site of the mass wedding. Kyle considers going back to the wedding, but decides instead to change his clothes. Kyle puts on the blue shirt and khaki pants. He decides to call Oliver’s cell phone, no answer, voice mail, he leaves a message. “Oliver, it’s Kyle, I want you to meet me somewhere, do you remember that place on the LU campus, the bench by the lake, you know the place, please meet me there. I’ve already looked for you at the police station and your apartment.” Oliver, in street clothes and a baseball cap, obviously having returned to his apartment, returns to the wedding ceremony. By this time, the ceremony is over, Dorian and Amelia and the other couples have said their vows, history has been made, and the laws have been challenged. Oliver looks for Kyle, but he doesn’t see him there. He does see Nick, obviously being comforted by Amelia and Dorian. He also sees a sad looking, David Vickers. Oliver notices that look of loss in David as he had been feeling it earlier today when he thought that Kyle would go through with the ceremony. However, now he did not know where Kyle was and he did not want to have a confrontation with Nick. He saw Roxy and decided that she was the best person to ask about Kyle’s whereabouts. Oliver walks to Roxy and asks, “Roxy, where is Kyle?” Roxy replies, “He left here over an hour ago looking for you.” Oliver says, “He did. I was at the police station, then went home to change and then came here. Where is he?” Oliver looked at his cell phone, which had been on silent, and discovered that he had a voice message. He listened to the message and knew immediately where to go. “Roxy I have to go.” Roxy knew that message was from Kyle, without even having to ask, by seeing the look on Oliver’s face. The look on Oliver’s face was one of relief, excitement, confidence, nervousness. When Oliver arrived at the LU campus and walked to the spot that Kyle had told him about on the voicemail, there was Kyle sitting on the bench. This spot obviously had significance for the two. Oliver walked up behind Kyle and put his hands on Kyle’s shoulders and Kyle reached himself without looking to touch and eventually hold the hand of the man he knew was Oliver. They stood like that for a few minutes. Oliver not letting go of Kyle’s right hand, sat down next to Kyle. Neither man spoke. They sat there in silence for another few minutes, both knowing that they were finally on the same page, but knowing that there was still so much that they had to say to the other. Oliver spoke first, “I went back to the mass wedding to look for you and weren’t there. That’s when I checked my phone and heard your message. Meeting here, I remember why this place is so special, I want you to know that.” Kyle replies, “I knew you would. I looked for you, too, at the police station, at your apartment, even at mine. I knew you left the wedding after what you said to the protestors, at John’s order. Oliver, I heard what you said today and you finally reached me. I don’t know how much you heard of what I said during the ceremony. You made me realize that I was lying to myself and that what I was doing was denying a part of myself, what I wanted. That’s when I realized, you denied a part of yourself, what you wanted, who you wanted, a man, because it was what you thought was the right and safe choice. That is why I choose Nick. He was the right and safe choice. I’m not trying to compare this relationship to your struggle with your sexuality, but the motivation, I think, for both of us was to avoid hurt. I realized today that to avoid the hurt, I also would avoid any pleasure, like love, intimacy, friendship. Those were the things we lost when we lost each other.” Oliver looks at Kyle with love in his eyes, “You know, it wasn’t my intention to have what I said to the protestors be some last ditch effort to get you to back out of marrying Nick, but I can’t say I’m not glad that it tipped the scale. That’s not why I did it; I just want you to know. I heard what they were saying and had to stand up myself and other people who are gay. Beliefs like the ones they were expressing, like the ones expressed by my own father, were what kept me ashamed of myself all of those years, eventually led to me hurting you. I had to stand up and let them and apparently the nation, I was on a national news station, know that I don’t believe those things, at least not anymore, maybe I never did, and that I’ve learned to be honest and accept being gay.” Kyle looks at Oliver with the same amount of love, still holding his hand, “The truth is Oliver I should have been honest before. I told Nick today that I couldn’t marry him because I still loved someone else. It’s true. I love you. I’ve loved you since I was nineteen years old, I loved you when we were apart, I loved you ran into each other all of those years later in the gym, and when I kissed in that alley behind the Buenos Dias. Every day since then, even when I denied it or said I gave up, I still loved you.” Oliver replies, “I know that I always had a hard time telling you how I felt in college and I remember that this bench was the place where I first told you that I loved you. I remember that, like it was yesterday. I know I’ve told you many times over the past couple of weeks that I love you, I never stopped, I buried the feelings, I tried to deny them and our relationship. That love was never gone, I want you to know that. I also want to know how sorry I am, again, for all of the hurtful things I said, while I was denying our love and our relationship. It’s just something that I’m going to have to make up for and I will. I will tell you I love because I do, Kyle. I love you and tonight, sitting on this bench, I’m telling you just like I did back then, not for the first time, but I think for the first time we are on the same page, so to speak, being able to say those words at the same time with less obstacles in our path.” Kyle asks a question, “Where do we go next next? We still have so much to talk about and work through. I mean, I almost committed myself to someone today. Nick and I, we’re over, but you and I, we can’t pick up where we left off over three years ago. We are different people, we have to get to know those people. You’re a cop, I’m in med school, obviously we still our families to contend with, we have different friends now, and our lives are different, Oliver, we’re not in KAD, anymore. I mean, I know you, I know that you are loyal, law abiding, socially awkward sometimes, would do anything for your friends, love your family, and fight for what you think is right” Oliver replies, “I know things are different, we are different, we’re older. I also know that you still have a knack for getting yourself into trouble, like you did in college, I know you have a knack for making the most unlikely of friends, Roxy Balsam, I know that you care deeply about people and want to help them no matter what, you’re going to graduate from med school soon. I know you have told me multiple times that you’re proud of me, but I am so proud of you, too. I want to be a part of your new life, whatever that is, even if we have to start over.” Kyle questions, “Start over?” Oliver answers, “I mean date, something we never did before, get to know each other, have long talks about the past and the present, and take it slow with all of the other stuff.” Kyle asks, “The other stuff?” Oliver answers with a grin, “I mean…the physical…” Kyle smiles and replies, “You mean sex?” Oliver blushes, “Well, if we are starting at the beginning, we are obviously going to take it slow.” Kyle agrees, “Okay, I agree, you should ask me on a first date, Officer Oliver Fish.” Oliver grins, “I should ask you? Okay, I will.” Kyle grins, “Okay, where is my invitation?” Oliver asks, “You’re not serious, you want me to do it right now. Kyle, the conversation that we’ve had tonight obviously goes beyond two people who just met.” Kyle replies, “I’m not saying it will be like we just met, it will be like we are starting over because we are.” Oliver asks an important question, “I know we’re starting over, but does that mean that I can’t kiss you? You know that I’ve wanted to that ever since I sat down on the bench next to you.” Now Kyle blushes, “I thought you’d never ask.” Oliver leans in and kisses Kyle, softly at first, then the kiss turns more passionate, Kyle reciprocates the kiss just as passionately. The two continue to kiss for a few more minutes until the kiss is broken by Kyle. Kyle speaks, “Okay, I’m ready for date invitation now.” Oliver laughs, “Okay, Kyle Lewis, will you go out on a date with me?” Kyle grins, “I can handle that. I’d be delighted.” Oliver replies, “How about tomorrow night?” Kyle laughs, “You don’t waste any time, Officer Fish.” Kyle and Oliver get up off the bench, still hand in hand and Oliver walks Kyle back to his room at the Angel Square Hotel. The End |
| appleridge | Oct 25 2009, 10:08 PM Post #4 |
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That was awesome Olicer's speech to the protestors was spot on You did great |
| WhiskeyTangoFoxtrot | Oct 26 2009, 09:58 AM Post #5 |
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The Whore of Babylon
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Title: Kyle Does... Except He Really Doesn't. A/N: No warnings; Kyle is ready to take the plunge... except for one small problem. ______________________________________________________________ The words resonated in his head. "Will you... take this man... to be your lawfully wedded husband?" Kyle Lewis froze. Staring into Nick's huge eyes, he knew he was smiling. He knew he looked happy.... But his mind flashed back to the crowds. The waves and waves of protesters. Of signs and screaming and bullhorns and police-- Oliver. He had seen him, just before he stepped on the platform. Wearing his riot gear, his cap, yelling at the crowd to shut up and remain cool. His college self wanted to laugh at this sight; if someone had told him four years ago that Oliver Fish would be wedging himself out of the closet and working crowd control as a member of the LPD as Kyle was about to marry another man, the 19-year-old Kyle Lewis would've laughed and told them to "shut the f--- up"! And yet, here they were. Oliver was outside, and he was walking down the aisle to the strains of "Somewhere Over the Rainbow", a simple acoustic guitar playing, a sweet voice ringing out in the air. He was going to marry Nick Chavez. An activist, teacher... and one helluva fine specimen of man. He was out and proud and no one could stop him from getting what he wanted. The aggressiveness was welcomed by Kyle, who had had enough of doubt and hesitation and romances with idiot college buddies who couldn't find their way out of the closet with a map, compass, and neon sign flashing "EXIT HERE... RIGHT HERE, BUDDY... C'MON FISH!" Someone squeezed his hands. "Kyle, it's your turn." Nick watched him, his big eyes round, excited and worried. Kyle knew he was smiling. He knew he needed to say something-- Nick gently shook Kyle's hand, hoping to snap him out of this trance. "Um, Kyle," he whispered, leaning in, "look, if you're having second thoughts..." "No." He winced, trying to cover it up with a small, warm laugh. "I'm not having second thoughts, Nicholas Roberto Chavez," Kyle whispered back. He winked at his boyfr-, no, his fiancee, but it felt disingenuous. "Okay. Good." A breath of relief escaped from Nick's lips. "But, Reverend Carpenter's waiting. Everyone's waiting actually." Shutting his eyes, Kyle opened his mouth. He could do this. This is what he wanted, not just for himself, but for all the gays and lesbians in Llanview, for everyone who couldn't marry who they wanted to, who couldn't be with who they wanted. "I, Kyle Lewis, will take this man--" "Hold on!" Someone from the sides of the altar of the church, possibly a reporter, whispered to a camera and sound-man, "we've got a situation outside. Can you get sound?" Static came through the speakers. And then a voice, a very familiar voice, poured out from the speakers, coming from the protest area that circled the church. "I've HAD it with you! Go on... Sir." The tone of voice as it uttered "Sir" dripped with sarcasm. "Call me that name one more time. I dare you to say that to my face!" Kyle stopped talking. He met Nick's eyes. "That's Oliver, isn't it?" Kyle could only nod. He looked toward the front of the church; past the door, past the security detail. And he could see a small figure, standing in front of the mass of supporters and protesters, shouting back at them. The attention of the weddings' audience was drawn to the agitation. "You know what?" Oliver's voice asked, sharp and clear through the church's speakers, through every sound system that the media had brought with them. "I hate to be the one to tell you this, but we're everywhere. We're teaching your children, we're keeping your streets safe. We're--" There was a sad little laugh. "We're treating you when you get sick. I've got a medal for bravery in the line of duty! I'm a damn good cop. And I also happen to be gay!" A chorus of slurs from the crowd outside rang through the church. People gasped. Kyle felt his stomach plummet, feeling sick as he heard the invective. Nick clenched his hand tightly. "I can't even talk to you people, can I? If I told you everything I put myself through, everything I did because I couldn't admit who I was, you wouldn't care because you don't think I'm human -- that WE'RE human. But we are! We love and we hurt and we screw things up! I hurt people because of my lies. I lost the one man in this whole world who was the most important person to me." There was an intake of breath; Oliver wasn't finished talking. "The only man I ever loved. And now, I have to watch him stand inside that church and marry somebody else!" Kyle's heart started racing; he felt himself pull away from Nick's hands. "What's he doing?" "Kyle?" He heard Nick's voice, somewhere in the distance. But Kyle had already turned, his feet moving without thought. He took the steps down from the platform, touching the ground with his feet. Slowly, he started toward the entrance of the church. Suddenly, he heard Roxy Balsom in the background. "Hold it right there, Banana Republic. Ya gotta let Dr. Hot Stuff be Dr. Hot Stuff. Ya gotta let him figure this out on his own. And t' do that, he's gotta go Fishin'!" Over his shoulder, he saw Roxy, her hand on Nick's chest, holding him back from following. Everything blurred around him. But somehow, he could still hear Oliver's voice, surrounding him in the church-- "That's right! Kyle Lewis. Soon-to-be-Doctor Kyle Lewis. He's marrying Nick Chavez, the organizer of this whole thing. And all I can do is watch, and know that it's too late for us. That Kyle's moved on, that he no longer loves me." The tone of Oliver's voice was heavy. Sad. Full of regret. "And I loved him. I still love him. All I want is for him to find the happiness that I couldn't give him. That's it! And if it's with that... if it's with Nick, then fine." Murmurs traveled through the audience. Kyle kept walking though. He could hear the rustling of people standing up from their seats, probably to get another look. Suddenly, unexpectedly, he felt a hand on his shoulder. Looking to his right, he saw Cristian Vega and Layla Williamson. "Hey, you all right, Kyle?" He nodded at Cris. "I just have to see what he's doing. I have to see it for myself." Layla popped her head in between them. "We're not letting either of you do this on your own. We're behind you." Vaguely nodding again, Kyle continued to walk toward the door, listening as Oliver kept shouting to the crowd. "If Nick's the guy he wants to grow old with, good. If Nick's the man he wants to annoy for the rest of his life, then fine. If Nick's the man he wants to cook for, then... I won't stop that. Kyle was always a lousy cook." There were twitters of laughter from the audience. The boos had begun to die down. "Isn't that what all of us want?" Oliver continued. "Someone that we can share our lives with? A special man or a woman who'll stay with us during our short time in this world? Why shouldn't we be allowed marry? Why?" "BECAUSE IT'S WRONG!!" came the voice of another protester... followed by shushing from the others in the crowd. "It's about LOVE! How the hell can love be wrong? And I'm letting go of him so he can be with the man he loves, even though it's not me--" Kyle felt his feet move faster, lifting off the ground. He was running, suit and all, breaking through the crowd in the church, bursting through the security at the entrance, and finally standing on the steps of the church, seeing Oliver Fish, standing in front of the crowd. Oliver stood before the mob, his arms open, his face, indeed his entire body, pleading with them to listen, to hear his words. "Just let them marry. Let these couples be with who they want! Let Kyle Lewis and Nick Chavez marry and be happy together, like I am. That's what we're all fighting for today, to let everybody be with who they want." Kyle cupped his hands over his mouth and bellowed -- "OLIVER! Wait!" Oliver turned around. "Kyle?" He bounded down the steps, pushing aside the crowd that had closed in around the officer. He shoved past them without apology; his attentions were focused only on one person. Cris and Layla had moved to his sides, helping him make a path through the crowd. "Comin' through, Ma'am! Sir!" "Sorry!" Layla's voice sounded contrite. "We're taking a brief hiatus from the ceremonies. Excuse us, please." Kyle stood before him, panting, completely out of breath. He figured his suit must be sweaty by now but he didn't care. All he could see was Oliver, who stared at him, beyond shocked. But the longer Kyle's eyes lingered on Oliver's face, he could see the smile peeking out from the corners of his mouth. Cris and Layla pulled up next to him. Kyle could hear Cris snort; he nudged him with his elbow. "Well, get on with it, Lewis!" Layla smacked him. "Would you simmer down?" Cris smirked and winked at her. Kyle couldn't help but laugh, but he brought his attention back to Oliver Fish. He proceeded toward him. "Did you mean what you said? Out here? Just now?" Oliver paled. "Oh God... you heard that?" "The entire church heard it, Oliver. I'm pretty sure China heard it." Oliver groaned. His face fell into his hands. "Kyle, look, I didn't mean for everyone to hear what I said." "Hold up," he said, interrupting him, smiling himself. "Answer my question; did you mean it?" The moment before Oliver replied felt like an eternity. Biting his lip, taking a couple of deep breaths, Oliver shut his eyes and nodded. "Of course I meant it. I meant every word." Kyle stopped walking; he was inches away from his ex. "I didn't think I was that lousy of a cook." He watched the walls fall down, Oliver relaxing, softening, and finally laughing. "You weren't great." "You did like my breakfasts." "Not just your breakfasts, Kyle." Oliver sighed. "I liked everything. I still do. Love you, in fact." Kyle felt his own smile widen, getting bigger and bigger. He couldn't hold back any longer and he charged forward. He threw his arms around him and lay a passionate kiss on Oliver's lips. Cheers roared around them, and behind the two kissing men, Cris and Layla hugged each other, yelling and hollering the loudest. Smiling as they continued to kiss, Kyle clutched at Oliver's lapels and Oliver did the same with Kyle's suit. "Um... so what happens now?" Kyle kissed him again, even kissing his cheeks and his chin. "Well, first, I have to have a talk." "Yeah you do. With me." The two men spun around. Nick was standing back, still on the steps of the church. "You and I have a lot of things to discuss." It hurt seeing Nick's flawless face registering so many things: anger, sadness, humiliation. He stared at Kyle silently at first. But after a moment, he started walking through the crowd, shaking his head. "You were never with me, were you? You were still back in college, with Oliver here. I'm right, aren't I? Hi Oliver." Surprised about being acknowledged by Nick, Oliver stammered a reply. "Uh... h-hi." "Look, Nick, I do care about you. I care about the things you care about too, but--" "That's not enough," he finished. "You and I were never in love. We were never on the same page." Shrugging his shoulders, Nick thrust his hands in his pockets. He was struggling to keep his cool, but Kyle could hear the minute quiver in his voice. "Suppose it's my fault too. I pushed you into doing this wedding thing with me because I wanted it." He met Kyle's eyes. "Sorry I ignored all the signs that you weren't into me." He took a breath as he pulled away from Oliver. "Nick, we can talk somewhere more private about this." "No. There're other couples in there, wanting to get married. I organized this, like you said, Oliver," he nodded at his rival, "so I'm going to find a seat in front of the ceremony and let the good reverend finish his job. And then I'm going to go back to my place, possibly get a little drunk, and watch 'The Broken Hearts Club'. I'll call you when I'm ready to talk." He didn't wait for a reply, but entered the church again. "Come on," he called out to the other couples. "We're getting you all married today." In the background, Kyle could hear Dorian and Amelia give some impromptu press conference, answering questions from the rabid press pool. But he only had ears and eyes for one person. He took Oliver by the hand and nudged him. "Let's get out of here. What do you say?" Oliver smiled big, bigger than Kyle had seen in ages. "Sounds good." He yelled at another cop. "Cover for me, Sal." Sal nodded. With that, with his heart racing, with his body feeling lighter than it had in a long time, Kyle pulled him away from the crowd to get Oliver Fish all to himself. |
| appleridge | Oct 26 2009, 10:27 AM Post #6 |
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| kyboom | Oct 26 2009, 09:45 PM Post #7 |
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Mass Gay Wedding Jitters A/N: PG-13. This might be a little different of a spin on the wedding day, but I still hope you enjoy the story. I enjoyed writing it. Thanks. Kyboom. Sorry if this is too long. _____________________________________________________________________________ Kyle was a bundle of nerves as he stood holding hands with his fiancée, Nick, in front of Reverend Andrew Carpenter. Kyle felt as if he was physically going to be ill. His hands started to tremble. Nick looking over and smiling at Kyle, “Are you okay?” Kyle looks back at Nick, his eyes showing his doubt about the current situation, and forces a smile. “I am so nervous.” Nick smiling, “Truth be told I am also a bit nervous. We can help each other through this.” “You nervous? You are always so calm, cool and collected. I love that about you.” “Nerves are a part of the ride on such a big day! I am marrying the hottest guy in all of Llanview, Pennsylvania today. It’s a big step and look at all these people.” Kyle feeling another twitch in his stomach, “Its all a little overwhelming.” “We are going to make history today Kyle in this great state. The start of a new era and we are going to be right in the middle of it in front of all our friends. How fantastic is that?” Up to this point Kyle had refused to look out into the crowd. He knew what he would see. A disapproving Roxy and Oliver’s friend Cristian who had lectured Kyle just last night on the mistake he was making today. Kyle recollects on the conversation. Kyle to Cristian, “Oliver and I are finished. Its to late to go back. Oliver made his choice.” “Kyle come on. Just a few weeks ago you told me you still love Oliver. How can that change so fast?”, asks Cris. “Things change.” Cris giving Kyle a very doubtful look, “I don’t believe you Kyle. You still love Oliver. When are you are going to admit that to yourself and get out of this denial. Hurt can be a very lonely place.” Kyle closes his eyes and to try and block the memory from his mind. Cristian was wrong. He was not in denial. He had given Oliver a chance. Oliver did not choose him. Instead he chose to run and hide in the straight world rather than be true to himself. Then Kyle hears Reverend Carpenter’s voice. “You guys ready to get started?” “Lets do this!”, says Nick very enthusiastically. Kyle’s stomach twitches again and he feels as if he may pass out. What was going on with him. He could do this. He wanted this or at least this is what his mind kept telling him. However, deep down behind what his mind was covering up he knew his heart belonged to someone else, to his Oliver. “Lets begin”, says Reverend Carpenter to the two handsome men standing in front of them. “Hello everyone. Today we are here to celebrate love. Today, at this very moment, we are going to celebrate the love between Nick Chavez and Kyle Lewis.” At this time the hundreds of protestors start to chant. “No gay marriage. Marriage in God’s eyes is between a man and a woman. Being gay is a sin. No gay marriage.” The protestor’s chants grow louder. Kyle who had not been looking around to calm his jittery nerves can’t help but to look up and around him now. All around the gazebo that the LGLA had placed in the middle of the park for today’s ceremonies, were hundred if not thousands of people. The crowd seem to be split right down the middle in terms of protestors and supporters. As Kyle scanned around the gazebo with his eyes a familiar face appeared off to the east side. Oliver. Oliver was in his uniform obviously working crowd control for the Llanview police department. Kyle immediately feels short of breath. He thought he could do this, but he wasn’t counting on Oliver being here. In fact he thought he would stay away for sure after their last conversation. Kyle’s thoughts then turn back to his last conversation with Oliver and the stinging words he had said. “Look Oliver. I don’t know what else I have to say to get through to you. We are done. I have moved on with Nick. You need to except this and move on yourself.” “I love you Kyle. I can’t just turn those feelings off.” “Well you did back in college and have for the last few years. So I honestly doubt it is that difficult for you. Now I need you to leave.” Kyle remembers the hurt in Oliver’s eyes as he left Kyle’s apartment. And now Oliver was less than three feet away from him. How was he going to get through this? And then a young man, not any older than Kyle himself, standing directly behind Oliver starts to scream out some very hateful words. “You people are freaks. God should strike you all down right here and now. You can choose to be different, but you all prefer to be perverted and sick. You all disgust me.” Everyone’s attention is drawn to the young man as he continues to shout obscenities. The young man’s rage continues to grow. Kyle notices the redness building in Oliver’s face. Kyle knows that look. Oliver is getting angry and as Kyle continues to look over Oliver turns around to face the angry protestor. “Let me correct you on a few facts that you have wrong.” Oliver is unaware that everyone is zoning in on what is happening including the national media who is in town to televise the big event. “First and for most I am not a freak. I am guy who happens to be in love with another guy. All I want is to be with the person I love right now. This is not perversion or sickness, its just love. But you know I was stupid and I let people like you, like my parents, tell me that loving another guy was wrong. I have been miserable for years, pretending to be something and someone I am not. I pushed the love of my life away to please my parents and to conform to what society defines as valid love. And now he is gone. He is over in that gazebo right now marrying the man he moved on with and I’m too late. I believed for years this was a choice and now I am alone because of the fear and hatred I placed on myself. All because I let society dictate to me who I should love. Well no more. I am a Llanview police officer, a gay Llanview police officer and I will not be silent anymore it has cost me way too much. I will no longer hide and I will work everyday as hard as I can to change small minded opinions like yours.” There is a huge round of applause from the supporters in the crowd. “Nice speech freak! I don’t care who you are. This entire event today is a joke and you all will pay a price if you go through with this craziness.” “I am not a freak. You need to back away and calm down or we will be taking a trip downtown to the police station.” Kyle is bewildered by what he sees from his Oliver. Oliver just ‘outed’ himself in front of hundred or thousands of people on national television. Oliver’s parents were probably cringing in shock at their TV set at this very moment. This new Oliver excited Kyle. Kyle was so proud of what he just did. The pride Kyle felt for Oliver began to swell inside of him. And then chaos breaks out. The young man pushes through the barricade, pushing Oliver to the ground, running directly over to the gazebo. As the young man approaches he pulls some bricks out of his bag and starts throwing them at the gazebo. One of the bricks is making a direct path towards Kyle who seems frozen, along with Nick, and can’t move because of the hysteria going on around them. And before Kyle realizes it Oliver jumps in front of him taking the hit from the brick on the side of his head. Oliver collapses on the ground in front of Kyle and Nick. John McBain runs up behind the brick thrower and tackles him to the ground. Back up soon follows to assist John. Kyle is bending down over Oliver in a panic mode. There is a huge gash on the side of Oliver’s face where the corner of the brick tore into his skin. Some blood is seeping from the wound. “Oliver can you hear me. Please wake up. Please. I need you. Please wake up! I love you Oliver Fish. Please wake up.” Oliver’s eyes begin to flutter as he speaks. “Kyle is that you?” “Yes Oliver. Its me.” “What happened?” “You took a brick to the face pal.” Oliver lets out a chuckle and tries to smile, but the gash is causing some discomfort. “A brick. Come on Kyle. Get serious.” “I am serious Oliver.” “Oh well. Whatever happened I am thankful.” “What?” asks Kyle perplexed. “It’s not everyday I can wake up and look into the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen.” Kyle smiles down at Oliver and then the paramedics, Layla, Cristian and Roxy run up to the scene. Kyle backs away so the paramedics can attend to Oliver. “Is he going to be okay Kyle?” asks Layla. “I think he will be fine. Probably some stitches and maybe a slight concussion. Can you guys stay with him for just a second. I will be right back.” “Sure baby doll. Go do what you need to do”, says Roxy. Kyle looks around until he spots a very hurt looking Nick sitting on a bench not to far away from the gazebo. Kyle walks over and sits by Nick on the bench. “Nick, I don’t know….” Nick looking over at Kyle. ”You don’t have to say anything Kyle. I’ve known all along that you were not over Oliver. The look on your face when Oliver ran in front of you to protect you and fell to the ground said it all. I do care about you Kyle. More than I should, but I can’t hold you back from the person you truly love. You should go be with him now. He needs you.” Kyle putting his hand on Nick’s cheek. ‘Will you be okay? I never wanted to hurt you as clichéd as that sounds.” Nick kissing Kyle on the lips and then saying, “Thank you for sharing your life with me these past few weeks. Go be with Oliver. He’s your guy. I see that now.” Kyle and Nick hug. Kyle gets up and heads back to the gazebo where Oliver is now on a gurney ready to head to the ambulance for the ride to the hospital. Kyle walks up to the gurney and grabs Oliver’s hand. Oliver slowly opens his eyes. “Hey you. What are you doing here? Where’s Nick.” “Don’t worry about Nick right now Oliver. Just know that I am here with you now and I am going to be here from now on.” “Why?” “Because I am a fool who needs a hero to show me how I really feel.” “Who’s a hero?” asks Oliver. “You’re my hero Oliver.” Kyle bends down and places the most tender of all kisses on Oliver’s lips. He bends over and whispers in Oliver’s ear. “I love you my hero.” Oliver looks up into Kyle’s eyes and sees Kyle’s love staring back down at him. Oliver smiles, closes his eyes and says “I love you too. I always have.” ________________________________________________________________ Edited by kyboom, Oct 27 2009, 08:41 PM.
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| katlover | Oct 30 2009, 01:00 AM Post #8 |
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Clarity Amidst Chaos by Katlover Seated by the aisle, in the fifth row of folding chairs, Layla typed furiously on her G2. Finally, she found what she was looking for – A news station broadcasting a live feed of the protest going on outside. Showing it to Christian, she gasped as Oliver came on screen. Pulling the phone closer, she scrutinized the scene. Suddenly, a cacophony of screams invaded the otherwise quiet hall. The loud rumble of physical violence filled the air. On stage, Nick tried to calm the waiting guests and the anxious couples. “Everyone just be calm. We’re sending contacts outside to assess the situation. This changes nothing. We still intend to perform this mass wedding on schedule. Be calm and let us take care of it.” Looking to her left, Layla saw Kyle rush by. Jumping up, she chased after him. Calling out to him, she managed to get his attention at the back of the hall. As she approached, Kyle asked, “Layla? What are you doing here?” Smiling sadly, Layla explained, “Fish heard from Roxy that you had nobody to attend your wedding. So, he asked if Christian and I would attend so you’d have somebody out in the crowd.” “Is Oliver here?” “No, he’s out there. He’s doing crowd control.” “What? It’s a zoo.” “I know. Look,” said Layla as she showed the live telecast to Kyle. At first, it was hard to make out anything but a swarming mass of humanity, but then Kyle noticed him. He saw Oliver in the middle of the vicious mob. Instantly, his heart was in his throat. Finding it hard to breathe, he watched as the scene unfolded just past the closed doors behind him. Meanwhile, things outside were going from bad to worse. After the rally, the gay marriage activists would swear it was the gay marriage protesters who threw the first punch. Of course, the gay marriage protesters said the same about the gay marriage activists. It didn’t really matter who started it. All that mattered to Oliver Fish was that he managed to find himself in the middle of the melee. Quite literally. Pushing back against the tangled bodies, Fish wrestled his way over to the leaders of both sides. These two douche bags were currently punching and kicking at each other while growling and exchanging derogatory phrases. With a hand wrapped around each of their necks, Oliver ripped them apart. Repeatedly, he said one word. “Enough.” Each time he said it, he got a little louder. Enough!” Until his voice boomed over the group, causing, first the two douche bags, and then, in rippling waves, the rest of the two groups to fall silent. “ENOUGH!” After he had everyone’s attention, Fish yelled, “Stop this. It’s insane.” The two leaders pointed at each other. They started to accuse each other of everything under the sun. Oliver shook them both roughly. Quickly, they turned their anger and outrage onto Oliver. In response, he yelled loudly, “Shut up. Just shut up.” With a shove, he pushed each one back into the arms of their respective groups. Pointing at them both, he shouted, “You’re both so ridiculous. You don’t get it. It’s not that one or the other of you is wrong. It’s that you’re both wrong.” Turning to the gay marriage activists, he explained, “It’s never been as simple as ‘We’re here, we’re queer – get used to it.’ Nothing about this is easy. Lord knows; being gay has never been very easy for me.” Pulling his attention to the other side, he barked, “And you. Why do you have to bring God into this? This isn’t a religious ceremony. It’s not affiliated with any particular church. If you want to deny gay people the right to receive a sacrament or a holy order then, do it. It’s your right, but what does that have to do with allowing us a civil marriage only recognized by the state?” In response to his argument, the gay marriage activists cheered. Turning back to them, he silenced them with a sweeping gesture of his arm. “Don’t even get me started with you people. You’re all for gay marriage, but it seems to have slipped your mind that gay marriage is what’s happening in that building right now. You’re out here picking fights on what should be the happiest day of their lives. It’s not about chants, protest posters or rainbow flags. It’s about love and commitment.” From behind him, Fish heard the gay marriage protest leader scream, “Freaks!” Spinning around, he grabbed the man by the arm, pulling him closer. “We are not freaks. We’re people and we only want the things all people want.” Slowly, he released squirming flesh. Looking over at the event hall, he said, “The man I love is in that building. Right now, he’s marrying another man. A man who gives him the things he needs. Things I could never give him.” “Well, that ends now,” said Fish as he turned back to the multitude. “I may not have been the man he deserved, but I can give him the wedding he deserves.” Calling out to nearby police officers, he gathered up the crowd control. With a signal, his fellow officers started to push people back to their respective protest areas. Once they were secured behind pylons and yellow police tape, Fish addressed the crowd, “Listen up. The First Amendment protects your right to assemble and speak freely, but if anyone or anything leaves your designated protest areas, for whatever reason, I will personally arrest every single one of you and send you directly to jail where I will squeeze as many of you as humanly possible into one cell at a time. Do I make myself clear?” A rustling of mumbled yeahs and sures filtered out of the two groups. “I said am I clear?” This time, the affirmative response from both groups was louder and more uniform. Turning to gaze over at the hall, he whispered, “For you, Kyle.” Inside the hall, Kyle’s head spun. Glancing over at Layla, he handed her back her phone with a whispered thanks. As he moved to step away, Layla grabbed his arm and said, “He loves you.” “I know. I’ve got to go, Layla. I’ve got to report this to Nick.” Quickly, he walked away. At the foot of the stage, he found Nick furiously giving orders concerning last minute preparations. Once he was close, Nick winked at him, flashing a bright smile. Sending people away, Nick walked over and kissed Kyle softly on the lips. The lips that met his were stiff and unyielding. Pulling away, Nick’s eyes narrowed. “Kyle, what’s wrong? Is it the crowds outside?” “No. Yes. No. God, Nick. I don’t know how to say this.” "What happened? Did someone get hurt?” Looking Nick directly in the eyes, Kyle reached out and grabbed both his hands. Swallowing hard, he squeezed strong fingers as he confessed, “I can’t do this. I can’t marry you, Nick.” “What? Why?” “Because I don’t love you.” “What?” asked Nick, his voice cracking from the tears starting to well in his eyes. “You can’t be serious. We’re supposed to be married in just a few minutes. We’re the first couple in line.” “I know, but I can’t. I can’t go through with it.” “Is it the protests?” “Nick, it isn’t the protests. It’s not anything you did. It’s me. I wanted this. I really did want this to be real, but it’s not. I don’t love you and I can’t lie to you or myself anymore. I’m sorry,” whispered Kyle. With a final squeeze, he let go of Nick’s hands and walked away. His strides lengthened a little with each footfall until finally he broke out into a full run. Reaching the event hall entrance, he flung open the heavy doors. Stepping into the bright sunshine, he saw Oliver Fish standing at the foot of the front steps. Looking up at the sound of the event hall doors opening, Oliver’s heart sank at the sight of Kyle Lewis. As Kyle descended the stairs, Oliver practiced his congratulatory speech. Once they stood side by side, Oliver let his eyes take in the tux, the tie, the well-shined shoes. Bringing his gaze back to Kyle’s eyes, he coughed as he prepared to speak. Fortunately, Kyle beat him to the punch. “What are you looking at, Fish? Are you looking for a ring? You’re not going to find one.” “Kyle?” “I broke it off with Nick,” answered Kyle as he stepped closed to Oliver, placing trembling hands on his face. “I’ll have that ceremony I deserve someday, but I hope you’ll be the one standing beside me when it happens.” Pulling Oliver down, Kyle kissed him softly. All at once, half the crowd cheered while the other half booed. Waving his hand at all of them, Oliver shouted, “Ah, shut up. This doesn’t concern you anyway.” Taking Kyle back in his arms, Oliver sighed, “This is just about you and me. That’s all it’ll ever be from now on.” |
| TimeToFly | Oct 30 2009, 01:09 PM Post #9 |
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THIS CHALLENGE IS OVER!!!! Thank you everyone who participated! Sorry I didn't get a chance to write a story myself... Keep an eye out for next week's challenge! |
| ltklo | Oct 30 2009, 02:40 PM Post #10 |
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Thanks for the stories. Isn't it great when courage and true love triumphs. I think I'm still on a high from today's episode = LOL! |
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