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Saturday, December 29, 2012

Blake/Cory Part 5 - Try


Try


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The pain Blake felt immediately rushed to his brain. People aren't kidding when they say love hurts. Blake's mouth filled with the taste of blood and desire. It was this desire that got Blake to this place. Where there is desire there is going to be a flame and where there is a flame someone is bound to get burned. But let me go back and start from the beginning.

After Blake fell down the stairs a paramedic was called to check if he was alright. He was fine but he still had to be checked out. Cory was trying so hard not to laugh the whole time. It was funny the way the on set paramedics who were about a foot shorter than Blake rushed over to check on him. Blake insisted that he was fine but on the inside he wasn't.

Saturday, December 22, 2012

Blake/Cory Part 4 - Just So You Know


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The memory of Cory's naked body flashed before Blake's eyes again. No matter how hard Blake tried he couldn't stop remembering that night. It's been a week now and Blake has been sleeping in Cory's trailer. He sleeps on a nice couch right outside Cory's bedroom.


At night Blake can hear Cory through the door breathing softly, and this has helped Blake sleep better at night. Blake doesn't feel as alone as he did before but Blake did not like that he was starting to forget him little by little.

Saturday, December 15, 2012

Blake/Cory Part 3 - A Year Without Rain



A Year Without Rain


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Blake ran as fast as he could. He ran past a few more trailer and as he got closer he noticed the person he was running towards was not him. It was Cory and he was on the phone with someone. Blake came to a halt as Cory turned to see who was running towards him.

“I got to go I’ll call you tomorrow.” Cory said before hanging up and putting his phone in his pocket.

Cory stared at Blake and Blake stared at Cory. Blake turned a little red as his mind tried to come up with a good reason to explain why he was running towards Cory like his life depended on it.

“Trying to get me back aren’t you?” Cory said with a half smirk on his face.

Saturday, December 8, 2012

Blake/Cory Part 2 - Everywhere

Everywhere


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Blake sat there on his bed in his L.A. apartment. His cellphone was in his right hand and his eyes were locked on the screen. Blake felt as if he was just hit by an ice truck. On his phone a text was open that read,

“I can’t be with you. I’m sorry. I’ll miss you, take care and good luck.”

Blake read this message over and over. He replied to this text message many times but no answer came. Blake ultimately called the number only to find out that the number was no longer in service. Blake felt alone and empty. Why? He asked himself.

This was the memory that popped into Blake’s head as the cherry slushie dripped down his face. Blake spit out a mouthful of slushie that had now melted into red sugared water. Using both of his hands he wiped the remaining cherry slushie from his eyes and for a moment he thought he saw him. But it wasn’t him, it was Darren and Chord walking towards Blake.

Saturday, December 1, 2012

Blake/Cory Part 1 - Don't Forget

Don't Forget 


It's one of those days again Blake thought as sweat dripped down his face. Blake was at the gym working out when it happened. He was jogging on the treadmill and quickly picked up speed as if to run away from the smell. But no matter how fast he ran he couldn't escape it.

The strong scent made its way into Blake's nose and filled his lungs. He ran faster on the treadmill but that made him take faster and deeper breaths letting in more and more of this intoxicating smell. This scent made Blake feel warm inside as he remembered the times he spent with him. But the warmth he felt quickly turned to chills as he remembered how alone he felt.

Blake got off the treadmill and walked away to try and get away from the smell. With each step he took the scent got weaker. His mind wanted to get away from it, to forget what it reminded him of. But his body wanted it. His lungs longed to be filled with this scent. His heart started beating faster and his skin longed to be touched once more by this cool and warm intoxicating smell.

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