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04-12-2012, 03:02 PM
Parker clicked the barbell in his tongue against his teeth in annoyance. He was 17, about to turn 18 and by the grace of god hadnít been tried as an adult. Parker was convicted of illegal possession, possession with intent to sell, joy riding, driving without a valid license and auto theft.
Parker was your typical spoiled rich kid with the best lawyers to get him out of any trouble. This time they had managed to get him in to some correctional facility. A horse place way out in the middle of no where.
Parker would be celebrating his 18th birthday in a week and he had to spend it hours away from his New York home and all his friends. His blue eyes closed and he rested his head against the glass window of the bus. His black hair was done in the typical emo fashion.
He had to get off the drugs and learn how to socialize without being a criminal. Parker was a thin built teen, short at only 5í4Ē and he was the stereo typical bad boy. He wasnít big, but what he lacked in size he more than made up for in attitude. He had been the cool kid at school and had all the best parties.
Parkerís parents would often leave him home alone and just give him money to do whatever he wanted. The lawyer had proved it was a cry for structure and attention. Something he was supposed to receive on this hillbillyís farm with at least three other boys. This was going to be a long year.
04-12-2012, 07:05 PM
Cameron Storm grew up the hard way. Well, it probably wasn't hard compared to the way his grandparents grew up but all his city slicker cousins would say he lived the hard life. At six years old Cameron was getting up at five in the morning to hunt deer or wild hog and turkey with his dad. At age ten he could pretty much go on his own in the woods at the back of his ranch. He could remember being ten years old bringing home his first kill all by himself. His daddy was so proud of him.
Even as he got older, his interest in things like hunting continued to grow. But of course there comes a point in which one must go to school and seriously get the books. His father didn't seem to think school was that big a deal. After all, they lived on a ranch and there was always work to be done on a ranch but Cameron learned to balance school work with ranch work eventually getting better than his old man at keeping up the place.
Cameron was an only child for many years until his mom, Shanna, decided to turn the ranch into a center for troubled kids. Now they had teens coming and going every so often living in the added rooms and helping out around the ranch giving his old man a break. That left Cameron plenty of time to train on the side.
Cameron was 5'7 and close to two hundred pounds. For an eighteen year old he was pretty big, but a lot of his muscular build was due to the heavy farm work he did all his life. Now he was working out in hopes of playing some college football after graduation. He had scouts after him already and offers from several good schools, but he had plenty of time to choose- at least a few months.
Cameron ran a hand through his curly brown hair, his blue eyes sparkling in the heat as he looked towards the sound of humming engines. He could see what looked like a vehicle coming down the newly paved road towards the ranch. It seemed like he had new brothers and sisters to look forward to. With a grin, he grab his bottle of water, tossed his rake to the side and started a slow jog towards the front of the house to greet the newcomers with his folks.
04-14-2012, 02:09 AM
Parker lugged his designer suitcase off of the bus and froze looking at the family. A red haired boy and a blonde followed closely on his heals. Parker eyed the hottie with the baby blues and curly brown mane. Maybe this hick town wouldn’t be so bad after all.
This was about the time that the scent of horses graced his nostrils. Yuck it smelled bad.
Jake the redhead fell into step behind Parker assuming he would be the ring leader. Mark, the blonde kept his distance. Too shy to really make any sort of eye contact or conversation. “How ya doin?” He asked in a thick accent. Parker reached his hand out to the older looking man that had to be hottie’s father. “Where do I take my things?” He asked having no sense of southern manners, or experience with hospitality.
Parker’s eyes roamed over the older teen’s body with a forwardness all his own. Personally he was a bottom, but his partners had to earn the right to top him. He had a feeling that if hottie country boy was interested in men he would rise to the challenge of breaking Parker like one might break an unruly colt. He sure as hell hoped so.
04-14-2012, 03:51 AM
James studied the three gentlemen trying hard not to judge too harshly. They were nothing like his son though he'd give the boy credit for breaking the ice rather than just standing there looking like an idiot. James' stuck out his hand. "My name's James but it's Mr. Storm to you lot and this is my boy Cameron. He'll git yer things. It ain't polite to make guests carry their own things." James nodded towards his son who quickly hurried to get the bags from the blonde and red head. When he reached out to grab the bags from the one who shook his father's hand, he felt a little uneasy. Cameron wasn't one for being the center of attention but with the way that boy's eyes studied him, it was little unsettling.
"Cameron you show dem boys their quarters, give 'em a quick tour of the house. Yer know all the rules. I's reckon there ain't much they can do today. The sun'll be settin' soon and we can't work in the dark."
"Yes, sir pop."
"Thatta boy!" James patted his son's back proudly before he stepped off the porch to do some last minute stuff in the fields.
Cameron looked around the group flashing a half smile. "Ya'll follow me." Cameron awkwardly opened the screen door and held it open for everyone, eyes glued to the floor. He was always a pretty shy kid, at least until he got to know you. He hoped this bunch of juvies weren't as bad as the last. He ended up breaking a guy's jaw last time for being insubordinate. Cameron wasn't a violent man at all and always felt bad when he had to fight, but sometimes it was necessary. He was shy true enough but a punk he was not.
04-14-2012, 04:32 AM
Parker shook his head at having the door held for him. He had never experienced anything like that unless someone knew who he was. This farm boy was something like his boss and he was holding the door for him. “Don’t be shy handsome. Your eyes are much to pretty to only see the floor.”
Parker knew he was openly flirting. However he was curious to see what the farm boy would do. He waited patiently just within the house looking around. This was very different from what he was used to. Parker’s eyes lingered over Cameron some more. At least now in his dirty mind he had something to call him other than farm boy hottie. “I’m Parker by the way.” He offered smiling at Cameron.
Jake looked at Cameron like he was a threat. He didn’t under stand why, but he didn’t like how Parker seemed so enamored with him. He wanted Parker to look at him like that. To make him keep his eyes on him like that. “Jake” he offered bluntly.
Mark flushed realizing he had to talk next. He had a nervous twitch wringing his fingers. “Mmm ma ma Mark”
04-14-2012, 05:04 AM
Cameron looked up immediately after the comment, his face coloring a bit. Never had a guy commented on looks like that, at least not in the open. Where he come from, men didn't do such things. Sure he had a few gay friends, but around these parts it was rare seeing two guys out in the open flirting so openly around people. This was a hick southern town and there was still a sort of taboo about batting for the other team so to speak. Cameron had no preference really. He was always interested in girls, but he also knew men could be pretty too and right now, Parker certainly had his attention.
Cameron held out his hand, shaking each boy's hand with Parker being the last, quickly letting go of his hand feeling rather nervous. This was new to him. Before Parker, no guy had ever openly hit on him especially guys that were here on punishment. But Cameron would have to let it go because there was no way he was getting caught up messing around with these guys. Not only would his father kill him, but it just wasn't his style.
"Nice ter meet ya all. Come on. Rooms are upstairs." Cameron led the group upstairs and down a long hall. "Jake, you and Mark will share this last room on the left while Parker and I will share a room on the right. Sorreh yer can't have ya own rooms but we's expectin' some more boys in a month or so. The other rooms are being painted and stuff."
Cameron put the bags outside their doors them opened each one. Inside each room was nothing fancy. Just two twin beds, two small dressers, a standing lamp in a far corner, two windows, and a desk. There was a small closet that already had a couple pairs of overalls and inside one of the dressers was gloves and stuff needed for farm work.
"There's two bathrooms on this hall," he continued, suddenly remembering he was supposed to explain the rules. "Dinner's served every night at 6:30. Don't be late cuz daddeh don't like that. He'll make you jog extra laps in the mornin' if yer late. If I were you, I'd get ta bed at a decent hour cuz our days start at 5am."
Cameron looked between all the boys, his eyes never lingering on one or the other too long. "Hee, well y'all got any questions? We passed the kitchen and living room downstairs so there ain't much else fer y'all to see."
04-14-2012, 05:43 AM
Parker smiled impishly. He drug his bag into the room and plopped down on what he assumed was Cameron’s bed. He knew his open flirting was making Cameron feel uncomfortable. He was hoping the boy would rise to the occasion. Maybe put him in his place. “I will get you into trouble won’t I?” he asked leaning back on his elbows.
Parker looked sad for a moment. “Your family really seems to love you.” He regained his composure instantly as if nothing had changed. If you hadn’t watched him closely you would have never seen the mask falter. “So what’s for dinner? I’m not picky but I heard you guys make good food down here.”
Parker traced the quilting lines of Cameron’s quilt. “I can stop flirting if you want. Just tell me. I bet you probably have some really pretty southern bell right? Some blonde haired blue eyed frilly thing. How old are you anyway? I’ll be 18 in six days.” Parker chirped starting to loosen up. God he needed to learn when to shut his mouth.
04-14-2012, 05:58 AM
Cameron followed Parker into the room, but not all the way. He just stood in the door frame watching the younger boy curiously. He wasn't used to his type at all. In fact, he'd met many city slickers since his parents turned this place into a money making juvie center, but none of them were quite like Parker. Most of 'em walked around with an attitude problem damning life to hell for being stuck on a ranch in the South while others chose to ignore him. It never bothered Cam much because he was usually too busy to care how the other boys felt about him.
Cam ran a hand through his curly hair, a big grin forming on his face. "Trouble? Now why would you go and say somethin' like that? I's too busy to be gettin' in trouble and I s'pect I won't be around much. See, I's still got school during the day, then most nights football practice. I'll only ever be around at night when I'm studying or on the weekends out in the fields with you guys."
Cameron shuffled a bit, looking down at his feet deciding not to answer the flirting comment. Hell he didn't know how to answer it anyway. "My ma and pa are alright. Tough but everybody's tough around here. Weak folk don't last long." Cameron completely missed the whole change in Parker's demeanor, but he wasn't always good with picking up on changes. His sister was and he suspected she'd come twisting about the house soon enough and start prying.
At the mention of a girlfriend, Cam shook his head. "Not really," he answered. "Course I fooled around with a few cause ain't shit else to do around here, but I's too busy for girlfriend drama. They're all about makin' babies and see, I's going to college. I ain't wantin' no babies. I'm just a couple months older 'n you. I turned 18 two months ago."
An awkward silence ensued, or at least it was awkward to Cam which made him immediately straighten up. "Well hey listen, if ya don't need anything I's gonna go and let ya get settled in. Dinner should be ready soon. My pa ain't gonna make you do nothin' today."
04-14-2012, 05:47 PM
Parker had dropped out of school and hadn’t ever cared to go back. His parents threw enough money at him and had a trust fund so Parker really never needed to work. It saved them the effort of helping him pick a college or helping with homework and all that. “Oh” was all he said.
Parker laid back on Cameron’s bed. He smelled the pillow, which had the scent of horses, fresh linen and something manly that had to be Cameron. So the guy played football. Good thing too since he was in Parker’s eyes built like a line backer. He suddenly felt really lonely. Loneliness was something the troubled teen had dealt with many times, and he hated it.
Rather than wallowing in self pity Parker unpacked his things. It wasn’t much, just whatever he was allowed to bring. Ten days worth of clothes and some personal things. He had a stuffed panda that one of the nurses who raised him had given him. She had been fired when Parker turned 13. He didn’t need a nurse in his parents mind. That was the year Parker started acting up. He went from a well mannered rich boy to a spoiled brat who didn’t respect anyone. The court had been very right. Parker craved structure.
Wondering what the other boys were doing Parker walked out into the hall and to their room. Mark and Jake both looked happy to see him. “Well boys, looks like we have to stick together.” Jake’s breath caught and he patted his bed for Parker to sit on.
04-14-2012, 07:23 PM
Cameron left Parker and the others to help his mom finish up dinner. When he reached the kitchen, he groaned.
"Yeah, don't you be lookin' like that," his sister said with a smirk. Cheyanne walked by her bro and gave him a noogie.
"Aww lay off Shy Shy," he grumbled, shoving her away. He headed for the cabinets grabbing some plates and started setting the table.
"So," she started, leaning against the counter popping her gun. "How many we got this time and which ones are hot?"
Cameron shrugged, laying plates down at each place at the table. "I dunno. We got three new guys and I ain't knowin' if they're hot or not. I don't know why ya always askin' me."
"Because you can be so gay acting at times," she said bluntly, her grin fading once their dad popped in the kitchen.
"Y'all ain't done settin' the table yet? I'm hungry!" James bellowed.
"Yes, father!" they said collectively.
"Good," he grumbled. "I's going to get your mother from outside. Always outside in that damn garden."
Shy and Cam exchanged looks before they finished up. Shy set the various pots of food on the table and bread basket while Cam went to work filling glasses with ice. It was nearing 6:30 and the boys would be down soon. He just hoped that he could hold it together should Parker act...well much like he was acting earlier. He sat at the end of the table awaiting the boys and the rest of his family for dinner.
04-14-2012, 11:33 PM
Jake checked Parker out blatantly as they walked down the steps. He assumed because of Parkers attitude that he was the alpha type. He didn’t want the shy blundering hillbilly to take Parker’s attention. Parker looked at the already set table. “I would have helped.” He sighed feeling a little useless. Parker had always helped the servants since they were really the only adult figures he had. Parker noticed the girl standing next to Cameron “Girlfriend?” He asked.
Parker clicked his tongue stud against his teeth almost afraid of the answer. Sure Cameron had said he didn’t have a girl friend, but maybe this chick didn’t know she was just an easy lay. Parker fidgeted.
Jake relaxed upon seeing the female. Well that settle that. Parker liking Cameron was not going to happen. “Sit next to me Parker.” He pleaded sitting down without giving a second thought to the fact that he was a guest. Mark teetered in the doorway. He hadn’t said much since he arrived and he would wait to be invited like it appeared Parker was doing.
04-15-2012, 12:43 AM
"Girlfriend? Boy stoooooop," Shy said, rolling her eyes in the process. "That's my older brother you moron. Can't you tell?"
"Cheyanne stop showin' off," Cam grumbled, "and no they can't cuz you died your hair red like an idiot."
"Fuck you Cameron," she spat. "My hair looks good." She twirled a finger in her curly red hair and at that moment James walked in followed by his wife Jane.
"Sit yer ass down Shy," he grumbled, ushering her to a chair where she sat, going quiet because despite being a rebel at times, daddy's word was law.
Cameron snickered at her, but then realized the boys were all just standing around. "Oh y'all can sit wherever," he said motioning to the table.
Jane, Cam's mom, walked by Mark who looked the most uncomfortable. "Why do have a seat Mark," she said with a soft smile. "We're all one, big family here...at least until you all are claimed by your real folks again." Jane pulled out a chair for Mark near Cameron motioning for him to sit.
Meanwhile, Cheyanne started passing around dishes. "Y'all better start digging in."
Cameron usually kept his eyes glued to the food coming around but it was Jake and Parker who got his attention. Jake gave off a vibe that Cam couldn't quite place while Parker had already captured his attention in a weird way. He was caught staring at Parker and he looked down, deciding that he would just stay quiet during dinner and eat. That way he won't be tempted to figure out anything about the other three boys. It wasn't his place anyway.
04-15-2012, 02:08 AM
Parker sat and loaded his plate with food he had never been served before. Parker was used to either fast food, or the high class stuff his parents made him eat. There was no in-between and he certainly hadn’t seen any traditional southern dishes all the way up in New York. He enjoyed the banter.
Jake squirmed in his seat a little. He wanted Parker to acknowledge him or touch him. Something would have been better than the complete ignoring of his existence.
“Thank you for the food.” Parker smiled and slid his shoe off, slipping his foot into the heat of Cameron’s lap. Parker applied a little pressure and then rubbed up and down. Parker gave Cameron a smirk and removed his foot almost as quickly as the teasing appendage had appeared.
Mark smiled “th th thank you mam” Mark stuttered before sitting in his chair. He admired Parker’s boldness. He knew Jake liked Parker. Jake hadn’t shut up about wanting Parker to mount him like a stallion in need. Mark had cringed at the crude picture Jake had painted of bottoming for Parker. Mark was shockingly enough gay as well.
That was why he was here. By some twist of fate all three juvies had one thing in common which was their shared interest in males. “When are the other boys and girls coming if you don’t mind my asking?” Parker directed at no one in particular.
04-15-2012, 03:51 AM
Cameron grabbed his fork and started eating. He didn't so much pay much attention to the earlier conversations at the table choosing to drown everybody out and focus on his food. But then he felt something between his legs that almost made him choke, earning some curious glances from the rest of the table.
"You alright there son?" James asked, frowning slightly.
Jane shook her head. "Son, how many times do we have to get onto you about eating so fast? There's plenty of food," Jane chuckled, passing a bread basket around.
Shy raised her brows curiously as she looked around the table. She wasn't stupid and could tell by the way the three newcomers were acting, that one of them were fucking with her brother. She might have to kick one of their asses since they all looked like sissy boys.
Meanwhile, Cam tried not to look so sick and turned on at the same time. He was still a man and when touched down there his body was bound to react. He looked around the table eyes rounding on Parker. He just knew it was his foot because Mark looked like he wouldn't hurt a fly.
"Oh there's another boy coming in tomorrow, but some of the others won't be here for another month or so. We don't keep but so many at a time," James answered between bites of bread. "Gets too damn hectic around here."
Cam quickly finished up his dinner then excused himself since the women usually took care of the kitchen and bolted up the stairs. He was a mixture between pissed and turned on. He couldn't wait til Parker got back to their room. He was going to show him a thing or two by first reminding who runs the show around here.
04-15-2012, 04:02 AM
When Cameron left, Parker left. He was still hungry and would have to learn to eat more quickly in the future. Mark looked a little uneasily at Shy before ducking his head. If you were to be told what the boy was there for no one would have believed it. Which was good because it wasn’t true. Mark had just been given a crummy lawyer.
Jake on the other hand had been lucky and he tried to stare the girl down.
Parker opened the door to the room he shared with Cameron. “hope your naked.” He whispered under his breath before walking in.
04-15-2012, 04:23 AM
As soon as Parker entered the room, Cameron grabbed him slamming him into the door closing it in the process. "What the heck is yer problem boy?" he asked with a scowl on his face. He loosened his tight grip on the boy, but not by much. He wasn't used to boys openly flirting with him but he initially was going to let it slide. If Parker wanted to make passes at him then fine. That didn't mean Cameron was going to take the bait so he didn't care, but that stunt in the kitchen just now was crossing the line. Hi britches were tight with need right now and he was annoyed. "Well?" he growled, holding him up a bit more against the door.
Shy was sure something was going on but if she knew her brother the way she think she knew him then he was all over Parker's ass right about now. She smirked as she excused herself from the table and started cleaning up. James left the kitchen shortly after Cameron grumbling to himself about boys being boys, but Shy wasn't buying it. "Yo Mark? Why don't you stay and help me out in the kitchen? It ain't like you in that big of a hurry to get back to your room I'm sure. You ain't getting much out of the deal that's for sure."
04-15-2012, 05:14 AM
Mark nodded and helped Shy was it? Do the dishes. It was women’s work, something he was not only comfortable with, but familiar with. He smiled at the girl happy to be included. Though he had a feeling she would probably taunt him. “Yess ma ma Mam” He replied flushing at his own nervous stutter.
Jake rolled his eyes and went up stairs to attempt to find something fun to fill his idle time.
Parker squirmed in Cameron’s grip “I don’t have a problem and I am not a boy.” He growled staring defiantly into Cameron’s eyes. “Now, put me down.” He demanded. His own body was reacting to the rough touch. It was shocking coming from the shy farm boy. He wondered if the man knew what it was doing to his body. “I’m still a minor so if you leave bruises it will be the end of your future. Tell you what farm boy, when I turn 18 next week I’ll be all yours any way you want.” Parker twisted against those powerful hands again/
04-15-2012, 05:32 AM
Shy didn't have a problem with Mark. In fact, she was usually hated by most newcomers because of her annoying ability to read people. Mark seemed pretty harmless and he hoped he wasn't a stranger to hard work because her father was certainly going to work their asses in the morning. "You settling in alright Mark?" she asked. "And you don't have to call me ma'am. You might be alright in my book," she noted, putting up the finished dishes while Jane hummed along beside them storing away left overs. Jake took off which kinda annoyed Shy since she wanted to poke at him a bit, but she was sure whatever his issues were would be brought to life eventually.
Cameron stood there for a moment still holding tight to Parker. He couldn't believe such a runt had the balls to talk to him this way. "You think folk out here in the sticks care about you? Fuck why yer think yer out here boy? Its ter break yer ass for breakin' laws or whatever you fuckin' city slickers get into, but I ain't the one." Cameron stuck a knee between Parker's legs forcing them apart. "I's usually into pretteh ladies but since you actin' like one I might have ta treat you like one from now on."
Cam scowled down at him before backing away, still annoyed by Parker's antics. He grabbed some clothes and stormed out of the room for a shower, ignoring Jake who was passing by. He went into the restroom and slammed the door. With the shower running hard, he started his shower with a quick jerk off scowling the whole time as he pictured Parker.
04-15-2012, 03:53 PM
“No, I don’t think ‘folk’ out here do, but you can bet your cute ass that my lawyer does.” Parker retorted. He fidgeted when Cameron threatened to treat him like a lady.
Parker was practically panting with denied lust when Jake entered the room. “Are you alright?” He asked before lowering his eyes to Parker’s groin.” Jake’s nostrils flared. “Why don’t you share a bed with me tonight? I don’t think Mark will mind. Nothing physical, just so you don’t have to be talked to like that. I bet the whole house is homophobes.
Parker smirked and kissed Jake’s nose. “Well, then they are really going to hate me aren’t they.
04-16-2012, 12:52 AM
The week flew by without too much trouble. Cameron hardly noticed anything about the three boys except little things. For instance, he quickly found out Mark was hardly suited to be in the fields but even so, James insisted that Mark get down and dirty just like the rest of the crew while the women worked inside or the gardens. By the third day Mark was finding a groove in the fields which ended up being making use of the tractor.
Meanwhile, Jake and Parker were increasingly annoying, but only when they weren't working. In the fields, it didn't take either city slicker long to realize that on the fields, James and other boys ran the show and they would either do as told, or suffer. No one wanted to be out in the fields longer than necessary so after goofing off the first day and having to run laps all day the next, they quickly changed their tune. Cam didn't deal with them much during the week since he had school but afterwards, he was usually treated to nasty looks or in Parker's case, arrogant smirks.
Cameron couldn't wait. Today Parker turned 18 and if that boy did so much as look at him wrong, he was going to find his face planted into a wall.
04-20-2012, 05:19 AM
Jake crept into Parker and Cameron’s room. He slid into Parkers bed and started tickling him relentlessly. “HAPPY BIRTHDAY” Jake teased. Parker squirmed and tried to shush Jake. He didn’t want to wake Cameron up. He also didn’t really want to acknowledge his birthday since he assumed his parents forgot.
“Shh, Cameron is still sleeping.” Parker whispered.
Jake stopped but huffed in annoyance “So who cares he’s an ass.”
Parker glared at Jake. Sure, Cameron was rough around the edges, but he just had an alpha personality. That was something Parker admired. “No he isn’t, and I care.”
Jake pouted. He wanted Parker’s attention.
“Shh, just lay here until we are called alright?” Parker suggested if only to placate Jake. He hadn’t realized Jake was more than just a little bit interested. The man Parker wanted was so disinterested that no matter how cocky or pushy Parker had been Cameron had shoved him away.
04-29-2012, 05:09 PM
Cameron was a pretty hard sleeper, but it was common for someone who lived on a farm. You worked from sun up until sundown usually and once you were fed dinner and got a bath, you were usually too exhausted to do much else except sleep until the roosters crowed. It wasn't surprising that Cameron didn't hear Parker creep in, but he did hear the hard knock at his door minutes later.
He groaned, rolling over on his side. His eyes fluttered open and he nearly scowled at the sight. Parker and Jake. Jake and Parker. It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out that Jake had a thing for Parker, but Cameron wasn't always quick to pick up on such things. It was his sister that broke it down for him even though he didn't care. Parker was a pain in the ass while Jake drew no interest in him whatsoever. There was another loud knock which made Cam sit up stretching and grumbling. He shuffled to the door, yawning for it was a rare Saturday morning that James had little work for them to do. He pulled open the door grinning big at the sight. "Jeff!"
"Come 'ere you!" Jeff gave his friend a big bro hug. He was one of the other boys who lived here due to some trouble he got in a while back for selling drugs to gangs. His long blonde hair and green eyes were the highlight of his looks. For the most part though, he was pretty average; a slender 19 year old with some muscles attained from working on the farm.
Cam let go of Jeff and hurried back inside, not paying any attention to the others.
"Who're the dorks?" Jeff smirked, staring at Jake and Parker.
"Oh they're just some newbies," Cam answered off-handedly. He slipped on some jeans, threw on some deodorant and combed his hair. "So where we goin'?"
Jeff embraced Cam like a lover would, groping his ass. "The store. I want some ice cream."
Cam rolled his eyes and left with Jeff, not even thinking much of Parker's birthday or him for that matter. He didn't play games with people and if Parker wanted him as a friend, he'd have to work for it.
04-30-2012, 03:08 AM
Parker glared at the new male. “Can I come?” He asked squirming away from Jake. Sure, Jake was nice and all but clearly Jake was a bottom. Good to fuck around with, but Parker craved someone like Cam, someone who wouldn’t be shy about telling him where to go, and how to get there. Parker knew he looked like a pathetic puppy tagging along down the stairs after Jeff and Cam.
Parker noticed how Jeff embraced Cam and his eyes narrowed. “You’re dating him!” he snarled at the both of them. Most of the people in the house were still sleeping. Parker thought about saying something to the effect that he was better than him but he flicked his tongue ring instead.
Jake came down the stairs clearly disgruntled that Cam still had Parker’s attention. “parker?” He asked “Hun, come on I got you something for your birthday.”
Parker winced “I told you I don’t like my birthday. I want everyone to pretend it doesn’t exist.” Parker looked at Cam “I’ll play nice, just please let me come?” He asked, lowering his eyes to Cam, but keeping his small challenge to Jeff.
04-30-2012, 06:28 AM
Jeff and Cam exchanged looks. Jeff didn't want anyone tagging along. It had been a while since he'd seen his friend and he thought they could do with some catching up away from prying eyes. "I really wanted to hang out with you alone," Jeff said casually, not really bothered by Parker's looks. Why should he be when Cam was his best friend and not this classless emo boy? When Parker hollered out that accusation, it took everything in his power not to laugh. No, he wasn't dating Cam. They were just pals, but if emo-boy wanted to act like a fool, Jeff had no problem letting him be that way.
Cam scowled, taking Jeff's hand and pulling him out the door. "We're going alone," he grumbled just as the door closed behind them.
"What the fuck was that all about?" Jeff asked. He pulled out a premade blunt firing up. He took a drag offering it to Cam who shook his head.
"Can't. Football remember?"
"Oh yeah. Forgot my boy's about to be some star," he smirked. "So who was that dude making such a fuss over you? For an emo, he looks pretty sissy."
"That's because I's reckoning he is one. He sure keeps doing gay shit," he grumbled as they walked along the dirt road in the early morning sun.
"I figured. Someone's always tryin' your sissy ass too," Jeff teased, blowing some smoke in Cam's face.
"Aww lay off man. I don't want him. Shoot, he's been tryin' me but imma end up shoving his scrawny ass into a wall."
"Why don't you just fuck him and be done with it?"
"Cause that ain't me. I ain't that type of guy. 'Sides, I's got plenty of girlfriends that let me hit it when I need it," he boasted.
Jeff took one last drag of his blunt tossing the rest as they came over the hill finally reaching a paved road that would lead them straight to town. "Look man, all I'm sayin' is that you should fuck him to get him off ya back. Maybe lay down the law or some shit. He likes you man. Plain and simple. If you dont want him, fuck him anyway to teach him a lesson."
"That's kinda mean and anyway, I's never really been with no guy," he scowled.
Jeff rolled his eyes, grabbed Cam's arm and dragged him behind a building. "Well then I'll show you," he smirked.
04-30-2012, 01:13 PM
Parker looked miserable as Cam left with that stupid ugly Jeff guy. “I’m better looking than him.” Parker huffed.
Jake moved under Parker’s arm. “Come on, you’re too good for both of those hicks.”
Parker nodded, allowing Jake to stroke his ego. “Yeah, Jeff is a hick.” Parker smiled and tousled Jake’s hair. Just because he liked to be pushed around didn’t mean he didn’t know how to do the pushing. People often assumed he would be a top partner. It made it much easier to weed out the boys from the men. The boys who topped wouldn’t look his way assuming he was like them and didn’t bother. The men got sick of his attitude and pushed back. The men realized he was interested in taking all they had to offer. Parker was a slight masochist, but only for the right guy. The one who had earned that right. Still, Parker fit into that dom role easily. “Come on, Mrs. Storm said we could make breakfast if we got up earlier than her.”
Parker pulled out the ingredients to make French toast. He wondered if he should make enough for Cam. He could always set some aside for him, though he wouldn’t make any for Jeff. Why did Cameron let Jeff touch him like that? He knew Cam set off his gaydar, but why Jeff?
Parker had a feeling Jeff was more talk than action. He might just have to test that theory. “I’m gonna go bring the horses in and feed them.” Parker said setting some food down in front of Jeff. There was enough for the whole house except Jeff, Parker refused to feed that shit. If Cam wasn’t protecting him he doubted Jeff would be so mouthy.
04-30-2012, 08:12 PM
Cam and Jeff never exactly got their ice cream. For starters, it was way too early for ice cream. The store owner didn't open up until 10 which led Cam to believe Jeff just wanted to mess around.
"Hey don't look so disgruntled," Jeff teased. He hooked a finger in one of Cam's belt loops as they walked up the porch stairs. "Besides, I'd say we still managed to have a little fun."
Cam scowled. "Come on Jeff. No more games. We're besties. Friends don't mess around."
Jeff sighed, slipping his arm around Cam's waist."I know, I know. I respect that so no more. From now on I'm gonna try to behave- and I do mean try," he grinned. He groped Cam's ass one last time as they headed inside the house.
Cam sniffed the air, stomach growling as he smelled the sweet smell. At that moment his intimidating demeanor was replaced with a little boy who just wanted mama's cooking.
"Cam come on and eat boy," James beckoned. The family was sitting around the table eating, including Jake and Mark. By now, his sister had made other stuff like bacon and grits to go along with the breakfast.
She offered Jeff a plate. "Sorry, but there's not enough French toast."
Jeff shrugged. "It's cool. I'm pretty full anyway," he smirked. "I'll just be on the porch."
Cam ignored his friend, too busy digging in eating to care much about his teasing. "Sis didja make the toast? It's good."
Shy frowned. "Stop talking with your mouth full and no. That asshole made it. Parker."
Cameron looked slightly put off. Parker cooked breakfast? That shocked the hell out of him and almost made him feel a little bad for being mean to him, but maybe Jeff was right. Maybe Parker would act right if he continued to treat him like shit so he would see. He finished his breakfast in silence, forgetting all about Parker.
04-30-2012, 08:47 PM
Parker lifted his head at the girl’s comment. He didn’t think we was that bad, yeah he had come onto Cam pretty strongly but did that really make him a bad person. He had done all his work, had helped out the most around the farm. He had better manners. Sure, he was a delinquent but…
Parker swallowed, putting his head in the air. “Thank you for the breakfast.” He said to no one in particular. Parker cleared his plate did what little dishes remained in the sink and went outside. Mark looked down at his plate frozen. In a way, Parker was a leader to him. He was a leader to both he and Jake and seeing him loose his nerve wasn’t easy to swallow.
Mark didn’t feel hungry “th th thank you for the fff ffood.” he stuttered and followed Parker’s example. He hoped Parker hadn’t gotten far. Jake glared “You know I don’t understand why you guys are all so mean to him! Its his fucking birthday and he cooked. No thank you or happy birthday no, he gets called an asshole like he isn’t even there.” Jake didn’t bother with his plate he just headed out side. Grinning at Cam as if to taunt him. Looks like Jake was back into Parker’s circle of interest.
Mark and Jake looked for Parker, calling his name. Where ever he had gone, he had gotten there quickly.
05-01-2012, 02:26 AM
Cam didn't react at all simply because he knew Jake hadn't the nerve to say it to his face. He'd punch that mouthy little sissy in the face.
Jane, Cam and Shy's mom, just shook her head. "It couldn't hurt to be a little nicer to him."
James got up from the table, ice cold beer in hand. "Yeeeeah well Jane honey, I's thinkin' yer forgettin' what our job is. Sure we're providin' fer the boys but they're here for a reason. They're all bad asses that need to be humbled. This is the real world and in the real world, no one gives a damn about you but yer family. Hell sometimes yer own family don't give a damn! If that don't teach them boys a lesson. nothin' will."
"But James," Jane started. "What about the cupcakes I made him?"
James shrugged. "I gotta plant those peas. Leave 'em on his bed. Rest of ya git this kitchen clean and git goin' before I put yer all to work."
Both Shy and Cam nodded, waiting until everyone left the kitchen before speaking up. "Fuck that sissy," Shy grumbled, drying the dishes. "He's a fucking asshole and so is Jake."
"I don't care," Cam grumbled. "Let's jest finish so we can git goin'. Jake's got one more time and imma bust his face in."
"Yeah I saw that smirk," Shy grinned. "What is he now? Some bad ass?"
"More like a pussy," Cam smirked. He smacked his sister's ass then ran out of the kitchen before she could hit him back. He took the back door heading outside to the fields. He could hear the others calling out for Parker, but he wasn't going to look for him. He was no baby sitter. When someone pissed you off, you don't throw a tantrum. You deal with it and until Parker manned up, he would never be interested.
05-01-2012, 03:16 AM
The work around the farm went a lot slower without Parker. Parker didn’t return, he needed to think about things. Was he really a bad person? It hurt his feelings, yes, but the real thing that was bothering him was that the first time he was noticed was for something negative.
He found a creek and walked along side of it, just thinking. What did that Jeff guy have that he didn’t? He seemed like more of an ass hole. Parker did his chores, he woke up on time, he didn’t mouth off, and he even had manners. He could understand Cameron not likening him. He came on strongly, but did the whole family really feel that way? Had he screwed up with another family.
The creek eventually led into town. Parker continued to walk, thinking hands in his pockets. He didn’t know where he was anymore, but he was still lost in thought.
Mark walked up to Shy “We can’t find him.” he said softly. Mark looked as though he might burst into tears over his missing friend. “Can I I help with anything in here?” He asked.
Jake was half heartedly mucking a stall. Parker had organized the entire tack room, and the hay and food. He had made charts showing how to maximize productivity.
Parker heard the car behind him and froze when he heard the whistle and saw the lights. His mind raced. Did he do anything illegal? The cop pulled up to the farm Parker in the back seat. “Found im fix’n to run away.” The cop said.
“I was walking to clear my head. I would have come back.” Parker protested. “I just needed to be alone to think.”
Cop shook his head “Well, he broke his parole contract so…”
Parker nodded “Yeah, I’m going to go pack. Sorry for the trouble I caused.”
05-01-2012, 08:01 PM
Cam spent the day working out and doing light farm work. He usually helped big time on the weekends but he got the day off due to good grades and of course, college football prospects. More recruiters were calling him up and begging him to consider their schools. He wasn't sure where he wanted to play at so he had some serious thinking to do.
Meanwhile Shy helped the others around the house. Unlike her mother Jane, she didn't give a damn about Parker or any of the others for that matter. She only cared about her real brother and made it her business to make sure no one took advantage of him. She was convinced Parker was just running off for attention.
At the sound of Mark's feeble voice makes her turn around,clicking her tongue in annoyance. "Dude. You have got to man up! Stop being such a baby." She looked around the living room before tossing him a rag. "Dust the furniture."
"Oh no--Cheyanne! Get out here!" Jane hollered from the porch.
"Oh man. What now?" she grumbled. She hurried outside in time enough to see the cops pull up. "Er...someone in trouble?"
A cop got out the car followed closely by Parker. "Are you his mother?" the officer asked.
"Well...for the time being," Jane answered. "What did he do wrong?"
"Found him about to skip town. He's in violation of his probation."
Jane sighed. "Can you let it slide officer? He's been good and well...it's his birthday. Surely you can give him a break. He's been staying out of trouble...right Shy?"
Shy did not want to help him out but also knew her mom had a point. He was still a fucking ass but he didn't get into trouble much. "Yeah he's aight."
The officer looked between the two of them and nodded. "No more freebies after this. Enjoy your day kid."
05-01-2012, 08:54 PM
Mark looked at Shy as though she had just skinned a new born puppy alive and eaten it right in front of him. He trembled a little and then took the rag. Wordlessly he dusted everything. He had been progressing with Shy and Parker. His stuttering has gotten better and he even talked to the two people he considered allies. Enough so to tell Shy she has been overly harsh on Parker.
Parker gaped at Jane, not only had she taken responsibility for him, but she had taken up for him too. He didn’t realize he was staring like an idiot until Mark came bolting out of the house and wrapped himself around Parker’s waist. “It’s alright Mark, I was planning to come back.” Make hugged him tighter and then retreated into the house.
Parker looked at Jane “I promise, I really was just going for a walk and I’m sorry… I wasn’t thinking.” Despite being a hands off city kid Parker couldn’t contain his next action. He hugged Jane, actually crying. “Thank you, that was the nicest thing anyone ever did for me. I promise I will be so good around here. I didn’t think anyone knew it was my birthday.
Parked straitened himself out “Thank you Shy, I know you don’t like me but thank you.” Parker flushed “I’m sorry I was gone all day. I’ll go catch up on my chores. Parker almost skipped off to join Jake in taking care of the horses.
While he worked his mind couldn’t help but to compare Cameron’s mom to his mom. When the cops had brought him home to his mom she had thrown up he hands in annoyance. “What did he do now? How long is this gonna take? I was planning to go out.” She hadn’t cared, hadn’t scolded him or asked why he did it or if he did it. Jane had just made a very big impact on Parker’s life.
05-02-2012, 04:33 PM
Shy was not expecting Mr. Badass to thank her for anything, but since she wasn't exactly the sentimental type, she simply shrugged. "Yeah, whatever," she said before heading back inside to dust.
Jane smiled, hugging Parker back. "Why of course we knew it was your birthday. While you're here you're like family. The men may not care all that much but they're men," Jane said with a chuckle. "All they care about is work and sports." She let him go and ruffled his hair. Even though he was a grown man, to Jane they would all still be her little guys and dolls. "Well I gotta get in here and prep for dinner later so y'all go and have some fun."
Jane looked around with alight frown. "Anybody seen Cameron?"
Cameron stopped the tractor and hopped out of it. Jeff tossed him a towel so he can dab the sweat off of him. "Thanks man."
"Don't mention it," Jeff smirked. "So where am I sleeping this upcoming week?"
Cam shrugged. "Well ah guess you can sleep in your old room. Parker rooms with me--"
"Oh joy," Jeff grumbled.
"Hey, it's not like that," he scowled. "Dad made us room together. 'Sides, just ignore him if you don't like him."
"Roger captain," he grinned.
Cam sat on the fence taking a break and debating going back to the house soon for a shower and trip to the store, but he didn't want to get into any arguments which was why he was avoiding people. He hoped the mood would be better by the time he got back to the house.
05-03-2012, 05:06 PM
Parker shoveled fresh shavings into the last stall, trying to make it look even and cover the rough spots. He was really starting to like life on a farm. Aside from some of the people anyway. He wondered if maybe he could get a job like this. He was smart enough, and rich enough to go to college but his parents had never pushed and Parker had a very large trust fund. Truthfully the next five or six generations could get buy comfortably and never work a day in their lives off of Parkers trust fund. Which was tiny compared to his one day inheritance.
“So what did the bitch say?” Jake asked a sneer in his voice.
“Shy isn’t a bitch, she is just strong willed.” Parker growled.
Jake arched an eyebrow “I meant the old one but whatever. The young one is worse.”
Parker’s nostrils flared. “Mrs. Jane is a very nice person.” He growled his fists balling up. He gave some serious contemplation into hitting Jake with the shovel.
Jake had the good sense to notice Parker was defensive over Jane. “Sorry, I was just upset about this morning. I didn’t like Shy talking about you like that. I know it wasn’t Jane’s fault.”
Parker relaxed. “Yeah, I think she doesn’t like me because… well I haven’t figured it out yet.” Parker smiled. Jake was just being a good friend.
The two boys finished their chores and washed up just in time for dinner. Parker was sheepish about sitting down. “I’m sorry for leaving this morning. I promise I wasn’t running away I just… I needed to clear my head.”
05-04-2012, 12:06 AM
Jane set the table then sat with the guys. Shy claimed she wasn't hungry while Cameron was skipping dinner to do some work on a school project. He would take dinner in his room later, which Jane planned to have one of the boys take to him later.
Jane smiled at Parker, reaching over to pour him a glass of tea. "Oh its alright. I didn't think you'd gone and run off. I figured you and the other boys were out in the fields somewhere. That's where Cameron goes when he needs to get away. Off on that old tractor driving around."
James took a seat at the table near Mark, who looked damn near terrified of breathing. James wasn't the most affectionate of people towards men, but he did appreciate all the hard work. "Boys, I know I ain't around much when we have down time, but I's a busy man. When I'm done in the fields, ah just wanna curl up with my woman, but I's lookin' around the ranch today and you boys outdid yourself. Looks good."
Jane smiled at all the boys and her husband, proud of him for letting the boys know that their work isn't going unnoticed. "You boys are gonna get an extra night off next week so make the most of it."
05-10-2012, 04:27 PM
“Thank you sir.” Parker smiled waiting for them to say grace. “Thank you miss Jane” Parker replied when Jane said they got an extra day off. Where Parker was from it was considered and insult to call a woman ma’am because it made here feel old.
Parker filled his plate. This felt more like home to him than anything ever had. The food felt warm and his small stomach distended a little. He hugged Jane goodnight thanked James and said goodbye to Jake and made sure Mark was alright. He walked up to the room he shared with Cam feeling like he was that guy on the Titanic movie.
He saw the homemade cupcakes and just couldn’t stop grinning. This was the best birthday he had ever had. The cupcakes and the thought had meant more to him than the brand new Audi he had gotten last year. He sat down on his bed just looking at the cupcakes. Like an innocent thirteen year old Parker hummed happy birthday to himself. Not noticing anything else in the room. He swiped his finger through the frosting and sucked it off moaning a little. God it tasted so good. Better than any of his nannies had ever made.
05-12-2012, 04:28 PM
Cameron didn't look up when Parker returned to the room. He was still busy trying to finish his physics homework and he was having some issues with a particular problem. Cameron made mostly As and Bs in school and was normally pretty good at math and science, but tonight was just one of those nights his brain wasn't registering anything properly. He laid his head on his desk finally noticing Parker. He was enjoying his cupcakes and Cameron was hardly going to complain. As long as Parker was happy and not being an ass, he didn't mind his company at all.
Cameron yawned, but he could not go to sleep just yet. He needed to finish his homework but often times taking a break helped. Problem is, Cam was a natural hard worker. Taking a break wasn't exactly in his vocabulary and unless someone dragged him away from work, he would keep at it. He held his head up, staring back down at the book. With his game face on, he went back to trying to decipher the complicated problem.
05-12-2012, 06:12 PM
Trying to be nice again Parker picks up a fluffy white cupcake and offers the treasured gift to Cameron. “Want one?” His eyes look over the problem as he sets the cupcake down on the desk. He noticed Cam’s shoulders seemed overly tense. Without thinking his small hands set to work out Cam’s tension. He didn’t mean anything by it other than an instinct to make the guy feel better. “We covered that last year. I can help if you want?” He clicks the barbell against his teeth, nervous now that he realizes he is touching the sexy farm boy. Parker pulls his hands away remembering Cam’s promise to maim him if he continued to be so forward. “Sorry, I was just trying to make you feel better. I wasn’t flirting this time.”
05-14-2012, 06:41 PM
Cam glanced over at Parker with the cupcake. He yawned, his eyes feeling tired and a hunger pains hitting him, but a cupcake wasn't what he wanted or needed. Too much sugar wasn't good for him anyway. Cameron shook his head. "No thanks."
He looked away staring back down at the problem. At first he didn't even realize the smaller hands were on his shoulder. He was so focused--a talent that came in handy on the football field--that it wasn't until he felt muscles relaxing and his eyes closing did he register the hands on him. His first instinct was to jerk away. It wasn't that Parker disgusted him, but he didn't want to take advantage of someone he's been yelling at and pushing away for weeks.
When Parker volunteered to help him, he spun around in the chair, looking up at him. "You're good at Physics?" Cam glanced back at the problem, not even caring about the flirting or lack there of. He just wanted to finish his homework, eat and get some shut eye. "I've been working on this dang set of problems for 2 days now--my whole weekend. If I don't past my next chem test, I won't get to play in the big game. Reckon you can help me out here?"
05-14-2012, 07:56 PM
Parker blushed “I mean I’m not great at it but yeah I can explain how to do this. I prefer biology but I can do the other stuff.” He hadn’t expected Cam to actually say anything nice to him. Well, anything not overly threatening at least. “Umm, why don’t you walk me through what parts you do understand and we can go from there?” He smiled looking down at the paper. He loved Physics now, anything that had Cam talking to him was just wonderful in his book.
He was curious to see Cam play since he had essentially dropped out of school. Parker hadn’t really gotten to experience it. “See, what you are trying to do is find out how much heat energy is needed to evaporate an ice cube so you’ll need these two formulas.” He gestured to the two things in Cam’s notes “And I try and think of it in steps. This one is used for the slant and this one for the flat. After that it’s just plug and chug.” He smiles and waits to see if Cam will get stuck now.” He ran his fingers through his hair and tugged at his ear piercing. “Cameron, if um… If I help you do you think maybe Mark, Jake and I could come to your game? You don’t have to say yes I just know well Mark and I never really got to do the whole high school thing.”
05-18-2012, 06:19 PM
Cameron listened quietly as Parker explained the problem. Some of it was making a little more sense now. Often times Cam could understand a problem better when broken down into simplistic English. Just all of that smart talk his teachers threw at him wasn't his thing. He was a country boy and though smart, simplicity still worked best.
He stared at the two formulas, noting how Parker pointed out one was mainly for slants. "Okay. Let me see if I get it now." Cam went back to work, scribbling stuff down on a scratch sheet of paper. It took a while to get the actual answer but when he checked the back of the book for the answers, he grinned. "Well looks like your explanation payed off. I got the answer right. Ah just hope I 'member everything for the big test."
Cam shrugged. "Anybody can go to the games. You'll have to ask ma for the money though. Playoff games are pretty pricey and it ain't no fun to go and not enjoy some snacks while watching."
05-22-2012, 02:52 PM
Parker smirked “We still have access to our bank accounts if we ask miss Jane, I’ll treat everybody.” He looked at the problem with a small amount of pride. Cam was a lot smarter than he had originally given him credit for. He might talk differently but it was clear the guy was smart. Still, he felt better about himself. He walked back to his bed toying with his earring and unwrapping another cupcake.
As he ate he wondered what it would have been like to grow up here. He snorted a small laugh thinking about his mom acting like Jane. Neither of his parents had called or set a card or anything. He knew it was an out of sight out of mind things. Their trophy son wasn’t much of a trophy and they were probably happy to be rid of him.
Parker looked over at Cam, he was the type of son parents bragged about, clean cut, smart and the star football player. Parker was… well small and he enjoyed art. He was smart, but he refused to try. He didn’t want to go to college because his career and major would be chosen for him. The college would be chosen for him too. He would be in a fraternity and buy only the best friends and the most favorable girlfriends. The small Teen really did not want that life.
Rather than being bitter about it though he finished off his gift from Jane. Full of sugar he wanted to go for a walk or run or something but after today he knew that would be a very bad idea. He wasn’t running away but how bad would it look if he got lost like that again. Instead Parker stripped down to his boxers and crawled beneath the sheets. He fidgeted for a few minutes, “Cam, can I have some paper and a pen please?” He wasn’t sure if his roommate needed it all for homework but drawing sometimes helped him. He was a little proud of himself for remembering the please too.
05-28-2012, 05:57 PM
Cam scribbled down the answer to his last problem and closed the book with a yawn. He was tired and had no desire to look at that physics book anymore. He couldn't wait until he was done with the class. "Huh? Oh yeah sure." He opened the desk drawer and pulled out a notebook. There were a few notes from a US History Class in them but for the most part it was an empty notebook. He handed it to Parker along with a pencil as he got up from his desk. "Just have the notebook. Ah ain't using it."
Cam pulled off his shirt and got on his bed, laying on his back and staring up at the ceiling. He was tired. His eyes began to close and before long he had drifted off to sleep, body shutting down from exhaustion. Cam didn't mind hard work but sometimes he pushed himself too much. He had school, football, working around the farm and staying in shape for college. Sometimes he just didn't know when to quit and today had been one of those days.
His parents were proud of him, but they had no idea how much of a strain it could be sometimes. But Cam prided himself--hell his whole family prided themselves on being hard workers. But there was only a few weeks left in the school year. After that he would be able to get in a mini vacation before having to hit the grind once more in the fall. He was excited about leaving home and discovering something new, but going to school in the city would be challenging.
05-31-2012, 05:49 AM
Parker smiled and took the notebook. “Thanks” He started to doodle in the edge of the book, letting the drawing become whatever it wanted. He drew pointy flowers and animals. Soon the page was covered in ink in swirling dark designs. “Hey Cam…” Parker asked softly.
He didn’t want to look up from the pad for fear of losing his nerve. “Why don’t you like me and why doesn’t your sister like me? I mean I know I come on a bit strong when I want someone but… I didn’t really think I was that bad am I?” He doodled a black heart in his notebook, drawing it dripping over an eye.
He was afraid of what Cam might say, but still he wanted to know. “I mean whatever it is… I’ll work on it promise. I’m trying to be good and do good around the farm and learn manners. I really am trying and just…” Parker’s eyes started to drip tears onto the page. “ I don’t want to disappoint another set of parents.” He sniffled back tears. “My parents would love you. You are the ultimate golden boy.” He smiled weakly still not able to look at Cam for fear of his reaction.
06-02-2012, 06:04 PM
Cam opened his eyes a little. He was drifting in and out of sleep but he could hear Parker's voice. It took him a while to register everything that was asked before he yawned, rolling over on his side away from Parker. "Don't really know why Chey hates ya. She don't take to most folk anyway. Always been like that. Think she gets it from daddeh." Cam thought for a moment before he continued. "Eh, you're kinda whiny and ya act like a little boy. That kinda stuff gets on my nerves but that why I stay outta yer way. Best I do that so ya don't push me to fightin' ya and all. I don't like to fight so I avoid people that I don't mesh with."
Cam rolled over for a moment looking at Parker through tired eyes. "I don't hate ya. Ya just don't mesh with me is all. You're too soft or somethin'. I always thought you city slickers were hardcore, but I's wrong. Guessin' you folk are wet behind the ears. All that cryin' and throwing tantrums when ya can't have yer way is new to me. If we did that around here well pa would smack us around. If you've gotten better, I wouldn't know cos we don't hang out."
Cam rolled back over on his side, completely missing the fact that Parker was crying, but that might have been a good thing because Cam wasn't always good with sentimental types. He was every bit of his father most times. "Just forget about Chey. You can't make somebody like you, especially her. Just put up with 'er until she comes around. A person can't hate ya forever if you're a good guy right? My folks... well ma seems to like ya and dad says you're alright with him so I don't think you got nothin' to worry about."
06-04-2012, 06:50 PM
Parker snorted a little “I’m not as soft as you think I am.” he whispered not really expecting Cam to have heard him. Still, being called soft was… well something Parker had never encountered. He had been called bratty, spoiled and of course immature and childish but never had he been made out to be a sissy.
Still reeling from the comment Parker settled down into bed to think long and hard about what Cam had said. “Night Cam”
The morning of the football game parker woke up and stretched. His body felt sore from over working himself and that soreness was welcomed. He was doing everything he could to prove to anyone and everyone that he wasn’t soft. Even the other boys seemed to notice he was working hard and he wasn’t saying much. Today that changed and he was chirping and moving about as if this was the happiest day of his life. He smiled and got through his work even more quickly than he normally did which was saying something. This ranch was doing him a lot of good, so was Cam.
06-17-2012, 07:43 PM
Cam didn't hear anymore of Parker's words. He was too tired and in all honesty didn't care too much what the boy did. He was just welcomed the peace because he grew tired of the constant fighting and the tantrums from someone as old as Parker. By the morning of the game, Cam was up long before Parker to do some quick work on the ranch. Game or not, he still had chores to do. Parker and the others were joining him with the work, but by the time they got there, Cam was heading inside to shower before school. It was a Friday and school was still in session. Cam hurried to the car--his friend Rachel was picking him up--and they headed off to school with Cheyanne following behind with her friends.
The school day went by quickly--as usually for a football game day--and most kids headed to the field right away. The game didn't start for another three hours but football players had to be there to work out all afternoon.
Meanwhile, James loaded the back of his truck with coolers. "Alright. ya'll hurry it up now. We'd gotta get this ice and drinks to the field house before the game starts. Kids on back of the truck. I'm driving off in 5 minutes. If yer ain't here then I'm sorreh!"
James hopped in the truck, starting up the engine. Jane hurried out house hollering for the last one to lock up the house.
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