My Cousin's Thug Friend

“What are we talking about?” Ash whispered aiming to spook the boys, to his success the boys jumped almost tripping over the chairs their rumps occupied.

Amidst his fit of laughter the boys turned around and lifted Ash and threw him in the pool. 

The previous uncomfortable air that surrounded their side of the pool stanched by Devonté bold coming out to Paul as a means to fend him off what’s his, now vanished into laughter and splashing of water, after a few hours of skin on skin water tackling they decide to eat and then leave.

Most of the changing rooms were occupied, so the boys decided to take turns changing in the only available room, with Ash being the last and Devonté being the first, this was suggested by Paul as a means to find out what was going on between them. 

“That dude is a battyman”: Paul whispered so as to not out Devonté or give others ears to what he was saying.

“What the fuck are you talking about?!” Ash retorted.

“Don’t fucking play with me, you know damn well know he wants you!!” he responded sounding more jealous than he meant to.

Ash laughed out loud in disbelief.

“Think about it, you see how he looks at you, and he was at your house today when I picked you up” Paul stated points.

“and what does that mean?”  Ash retorted trying to disguise that more had happened. “that means nothing; friends do that all the time”.

“You are hiding something!!” Paul said steering him down. Busted! Ash and Paul had been friends for years so there are not many things that he could hide from Paul.

“What!!” Ash exclaimed diverting his eyes from Paul’s enquiring ones, “you are crazy; all this partying must be going to your head”

“Okay, be like that then!” Paul said, “Guess we both have secrets...” Paul continued.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”  Ash now interested, Paul gestured to zipping up his mouth and locking it with a key.

Their verbal conversation ended at that moment and he was interrupted by Devonté who stepped out of the changing room, like the melanin covered Greek god he is. Paul watched as Ash seemed to be lost in an unbreakable trance lost in the mystical being that seems to be approaching. 

He turned his gaze to Devonté and saw that he too couldn’t break eye contact, almost biting his lips to hide his blushing, he saw how he had to purposely look over to Paul to gesture to him that it was his turn. 

Paul walked into the small compartment, roomy enough to only allow changing clothes, and not much moving space.  His curiosity got the best of him and he wanted to see their interactions but to his disappointment they didn’t seem to interact, Devonté seemed uncomfortable and had a nervous disposition which was a major contrast from his usual confident self, they barely spoke and barley had a real “mouth to mouth”. He decided to discontinue their suffering and stepped out signalling Ash’s turn.

He saw this as the perfect opportunity to get more infromation out of Devonté.

“Dude you look like your dying” Paul spoke.

“What do you mean?” Devonté queried.

“Well you say you want him but you barely spoke to the dude when I wasn’t around” Paul combated, 

“thought you were a player who knew the game, and could spit it” Paul continued.

Devonté chuckled, “so what does that mean, you approve of me now?”

“hey! I never said that” Paul retorted, “but you like him so much that you can’t speak to him, or to each other it seems”.

“hey we talk, every night...in his bed” Devonté admitted almost whispering.

Shocked, Paul was without words and his mind and heart raced with visuals of other things they might’ve done in his bed.

“So y’all fucked?!” Paul question almost too loud for comfort.

“no! Well yes! but not since I realized I had feelings for him” Devonté confessed almost whispering to bring Paul out of his shock.

“what the fuck do you mean by that?!” Paul said loudly as hit by a double shocker.

“I sorta forced myself on him after seeing him dancing half naked in his room, and then again in his room while he was sleeping” Devonté confessed, finding freedom in his opening up about these things realising also how terrible those actions were.

“wow! First of all you gotta apologize! and do that again and you will have a problem with me, straight up, I’ll find and fuck you up, dead ass!”  Paul threatened.

Devonté acknowledged his threat by placing his hand over his heart.

“But he kinda handled that though, he threatened me himself and demanded that I respected him” Devonté continued, “but since then we haven’t had sex and I sleep in his bed every night...except for the past week”

“Why weren’t you there for a week?” Paul questioned

“I realised that I have feelings for him and it kinda hit me hard and I thought I needed to get away from him, I mean, I’m straight and this man is poking at my fucking heart strings.” Devonté rambled, almost tearing up, realizing this was the first time he spoke out loud about his feelings.

“Every night I’m with him I feel safe, I see a different man when he looks into my eyes and I get nervous every time he’s around me” Devonté continued.

“Damn!” Paul exclaimed, somehow connecting to the emotions Devonté is trying to portray.Their conversation went on for what seemed like forever with Devonté later confessing to sleeping with a woman to see if he was still attracted to lighter specie.

Ash emerged from the changing area, and immediately a light bulb went off in Paul’s head.

“Hey!” said Paul

“Hey”: Ash responded

“I just got a call and I have to go” Paul continued, walking backwards. Devonté was about to say something but held back. 

“Really was somebody hurt?” Ash queried concerned.

“Not at all, I just realised that I had some things I needed to do today to prepare for school” Paul stuttered before stopping in his tracks.

“Oh okay, well get back safe” Devonté said, seemingly knowing what was going on.

Paul and Ash hugged and said their goodbyes, and he left on tenterhooks that Devonté would be bold enough to come out about his feelings

*A few hours later*

Devonté and Ash had dinner and a movie, and later decided to do some walking in the city. 

“Tonight is beautiful isn’t it?”

“Yea it is” Ash smiled, “look at you, big thug you using words like beautiful” He smiled in broader.

“wha- it isn’t strange for me to use beautiful” Devonté responded smiling also

“Really I’ve never heard you use it before” Ash blushed.

Stopping in his tracks Devonté says: “really, I don’t know why when I’m walking beside the most beautiful person in the world” 

Ash stopped and turned around with the widest most beautiful smile Devonté had ever seen.

“That’s sooo cheesy” he laughed, “but thank you, I would hug you or kiss you for saying that but your straight and we are in public”

Things went silent for moment and then TRAGEDY struck.

They were approached violently from the back. Ash was pushed to the ground and held down with a knee in his neck, he saw as Devonté was hit severely in the head and watched in terror as his body fell to the floor. Ash screamed for help but it seemed as if no one was hearing him, until his mouth was covered, he was being held from the back so it was hard to see his offender. Another attacker started to violently attacking him, punching and hitting in the stomach. Ash kept couldn’t help but cry in his state, he felt helpless, it was as if this street all the sudden become disserted and Devonté was knocked out cold on the pavement. His mind could not process his pain and his body lost fight to stay conscious.

******

Devonté woke up with his mind clouded and dazed, it took a while to adjust to his environment and he soon realized that he was not on the street anymore. He immediately recounted the events that would’ve brought him to this moment and jumped quickly out of bed to find Ash.

“Doc, Doc, there was a guy?” Devonté spoke almost out of breath

“Yes sir, are you a patient here?” The Doctor replied, completely ignoring the doctor’s question: “there was someone with me, where is he?” 

“Okay what is your name sir?” the doctor queried.

Seemingly impatient by the doctor’s calmness, he answered boisterously, giving his name and Ash’s name. 

“Yes he’s here, you can follow me” Doctor responded walking away with the intent to have Devonté follow him.

As soon as the doctor brought him to the ICU he spotted Ash, and started crying. He saw the bruises and swelling around Ash’s face and eyes and his heart started to race. He started to become visibly angry, audibly heaving with anger and sadness as tears begun to come.

“he’s okay, he’s recovering well, we had to place him in medically induced coma to be able to perform some testing and minor surgery, to repair some fractures to his ribs, that we thought may have resulted in something bigger” The doctor said to a crying Devonté, 

“are you related to him, Devonté?” the doctor asked.

“Devonté! Sir, Sir?” The doctor called all while Devonté was stuck in his own thoughts never taking a blink from Ash’s still body.

“No, I’m just a family friend,” Devonté responded finally.

He then gave details of contact information to speak with his mother.

“Can I have a moment alone with him?” Devonté asked trying to appear calm.

“Sure I’ll give you a few minutes” The doctor said walking out of the room and closing the door behind him.

Devonté felt the freedom to weep as sheer blame and regret flowed through his veins, he leaned down and kissed his forward and tasted blood, and used his finger to wipe the spot he kissed.

“Please forgive me, I’m so sorry, I wish this was me” Devonté said, trying to wipe away his tears.“

I’ll never leave you again”  

***

Ash woke up, with his face swollen to the point he could not see, he tried his best to listen to his surroundings and he could pick up on him being in the hospital and a man speaking to his mother who was obviously crying but still holding onto his hands.

He could hear the doctor say that he only suffered two factures to his ribs; he squeezed her hand to let his mother know that he was awake.

His mother jumped towards his face and leaned in and started sobbing, he tried his best to move and then he tried to speak. She seemed to calm down and tried to listen to him.

“Where is Tay?” he said hoarsely

“He’s okay baby, he’s home, he’s been here every day and, he’ll come back later” his mother replied.

“What do you mean by every day?” Ash queried, trailing off, not staying awake long enough to hear a response....

Author's Note: I know I don’t you guys dirty, but I’m here to make it up to you. Have a lot of life changing events happened and now I’m moving forward. I’ll try to make it regular but nothing is promised. I'm so sorry for keeping you guys waiting. Love. Xx

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