The Meaning Of Life (I know, a crappy title.)
"I've decided to write a fic that has no relation to Adam Lambert or Glee. Thet might be mentioned, but not as normal people. I haven't forgotten the other updates, but this plot has been stuck in my kind forever. You remember Joey? Well, I wrote a fic about him and he also guest-starred in a fic with Adam. But now he gets his own fic, so I hope you enjoy it! XD"
Title: The Meaning Of Life
Author; K-Lee
Rating: R
Characters: OC Joey, OC David, OC Victor, OC Ryan, and a couple of other minor people.
Warnings: This is a rape and kidnapping fic. Some graphic flashbacks in later chapters. DON'T READ IF YOU HAVE HORRIBLE PAST EXPERIENCES OR FLASHBACKS!
Summary: David Deeton was a worldwide rockstar. Once he calmed down to give his kids a normal life, things turn out for the worst. His son gets kidnapped and ten years later, meets him and can't believe it's still his son.
Author's Notes: This is a prologue that explains a lot of David's character (and I borrowed the name of the band from a real band, except the real band is full of girls) so hope you like! Comment if you do! The articles are short because it's only clips of it and all mistakes are mine.If you know any communities that might accept this, please spill!!! .
~Prologue~
March 1993
THE RUNAWAYS
TAKE THE WORLD BY STORM!
Their new, their amazing! A band of four reckless boys make their first big break at New Roc Studios last Thursday. These talented, original boys performed for ten thousand people at The Apollo Theater in New York as their first major gig. They took the people by storm, people from around the world, flying in to see the newest masterpiece that was put together by none other that Gavin Cane.
Ryan McQueen grabbed everyone's attention with his powerhouse vocals that stole the show and made him the new hearthrob to all the girls AND boys that were present.
Dave Dyamite blew everyone's minds as he strung the guitar like a pro. The notes flew from his beautiful Mel Gibson guitar and right into everyone's hearts.
Kale Mickin (said to be Dave's twin brother) rocked the drums and uses it to his advantage. Juggling the drum sticks during songs made him an ultimate favorite for half the people there.
Leon Jones played the bass like a pro, making those deep notes sound amazing in everyone's ears.
March of 1993 will surely be the biggest day for these four sixteen year old boys. Some say they may even become legends!.....
"We've done it! We're famous!"
Ryan's shout of triumph succeded in encouraging more screams of delight. Dave grabbed Ryan and swung him around as they celebrated their best gig.
"Enough, guys. We have more work to do." Galvin Cane said as he strolled in. "If you want to continue bring famous, we have to get to work!"
"Jeez, can't we have any fun?" Kale asked. "We just begun our life's dream!"
Galvin sighed. "Fine. That means you better be up and about tomorrow at seven a.m. sharp. I don't care if you have a hangover, I'll scream in your ear." He left and Kale crossed his arms.
"What's wrong with him?"
No one answers. Dave is too busy looking into Ryan's eyes. Their beautiful and Dave has the urge to kiss him. Ryan beats him to it, though, and presses his lips against Dave's in a warm kiss.
June 1993
MCQUEEN AND DYNAMITE
SPOTTED OUT PARTYING AT
BABY DOLLS
Ryan McQueen, lead singer of The Runaways, was spotted with Dave Dynamite, guitar player of The Runaways, at Baby Dolls, the most famous gay club in New York, on Friday.
Rumors report that Dave and Ryan have been together for a couple months now. "They look so cute together. They cuddle and give each other lovey-dovey looks", say an insider.........
"Wow, this is fun!"
Dave laughed as Ryan moved his hips to the music. He swung his blonde bangs away from his blue eyes as he danced in front of Dave. His eyes sparkled with laughter and joy.
Dave tangled his fingers through his blonde locks and pushed them away from his own blue eyes to watch Ryan sway to the music. Ryan was a really good dancer. He lifted his arms up and moved his head to the side as his hips circled. He turned and winked at Dave before crouching and coming back up, grinding his ass against Dave's already hard cock.
Dave bit his lip to strangle a moan as Ryan lay his head back against Dave's shoulder. He presses back against Dave, his hand reaching up to get lost in the mass of soft, light-colored hair.
Dave wrapped his arms around Ryan's waist and hugged him from behind. "You're cute."
Ryan giggled and looked up. "Maybe we should finish at the hotel and you'll see how cute I really am, this time without clothes." Dave's cock agreed with that, so he followed Ryan to their hotel........
August 1993
DAVE'S SECRET GIRL?
Dave Dynamite of The Runaways was spotted Monday with a girl said to be his new lover. Her name is Elizabeth Tyler, host of Britian's hit show "Dance Off". Sources say that Dave has split with Ryan McQueen and has moved on.......
"David, really? What the hell?! You're only bringing this on yourself!"
Ryan paced the floor angrily. David slouched on the couch, his right foot on top of the coffe table. Smoke filled the air as the other band members continued to smoke their hearts out.
"She's just a girl, Ryan! I can't have friends outside of you?" Ryan stopped immediatly. "Did I say that? I'm not talking about you hanging out in Los Angles, I mean, why would I be angry about you sneaking off with a girl I don't even know? I'm talking about this!"
A magazine flew across Dave's lap and his picked it up to see a picture of himself and Elizabeth making out behind an alley way on the front cover. ".......It was just a kiss?"
Ryan grabbed the magazine and threw it across the room. "FINE DAVID!" Ryan pushed the doors open, not caring that it hit the bodyguard in front of it. That meant he was really angry. Ryan usually cared if he hurt something by accident.
"You really shouldn't have done that, bro." Kale said as he took another drag if his cigarette. Dave sighed and took an extra one from the box. "I'm sorry I want to live my life," Dave said as he lit his cigarette. Kale leaned back, laying his head against Dave's shoulder. "He really loves you, ya know?"
Dave nodded and stroked his younger brother's hair as he said, "Yea. I know."
Kale brought the cigarette up to his lips. Before it could connect, Dave grabbed if and put it between his own.
"Hey!"
"Fourteen year olds shouldn't be smoking."
"And sixteen year olds should?"
Dave shrugged and laughed as he was tackled by his brother.....
October 1993
DYNAMITE GETS EXPLOSIVE!
Tim Young, a country man on his honeymoon, was one of the first people to have reported the incident. "Tgeur was so much commotion and yelling. Then a rough thud, and I swear I could hear crying," said the young man.
Sources say that Dave had been arguing with his ex-lover, Ryan McQueen, about pictures that had been taken of him and Britian's "Dance Off"'s host, Elizabeth Tyler. People that had been next door during the shout-out have reported that sounds that might imply violence being used were heard. Some say Dave had hit his ex and caused massive damage.
No one has heard or seen from the two boys since the accident....
"You know I forgive you, right?"
Dave sighed at Ryan's words. "Yea. It's just, I know I deserve you being angry."
Ryan sat next to Dave on the couch. He laid his hand on Dave's knee. "No, you don't. I'm acting like we're a married couple, but we're just sixteen. I'm sorry, I can't hold you down. You have the right to be free if you want. I admit, I was just jealous that you left me and then you have a make-out session with someone else."
Dave hugged Ryan close. "It's ok. But I do miss our great make-up sex." Ryan laughed. "Go take a shower, and I'll make us something to eat."
Dave nodded and head for the door....
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A loud crash sounded from the kitchen. Dave rushed out of the bathroom, his pants on, but his shirt off.
Ryan was holding the side of his face. Blood was falling from the open wound and glass covered the floor. "What the hell happened?"
Ryan sat on a stool in the kitchen and said, "I was reaching for a plate, but I was too short. When I got it, it fell on my face."
Dave rolled his eyes as he grabbed a towel and pressed it against Ryan's cut. "You're very clumsy."
"Shut up! Oh my god, what if someone sees? I don't think I could explain this! Dave, you need to get me to a uisipatl without anyone knowing."
"How am I going to do that!"
"I don't know! You're supposedly the genius since I'm the clumsy one!"
"I never said that!"
They were yelling now and Ryan was panicking. What were they going to do?
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Twenty minutes later, Dave was gripping the steering wheel with all his might. Ryan had a new towel that they had grabbed before they left to his head. The ER was one block away, if only this old man would move.....
"Step on it!" Ryan screamed.
Dave did exactly as he said....
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1994 had to have been the best year of their lives. The Runaways sold $7.3 million in three months. Their albums went platinum and every magazine they covered where sold out.
But 1995 was the exact opposite. Band members convicted for possesion of drugs. Dave was known for getting drunk, even if he was only 18. It was like the Depression. How everyone was rich and had everything before and then it changed drastically into the Great Depression.
It was April of 1995, just the beginning of the worst year. The Runaways were recording and Galvin was getting bitchier. "It's not right! Look, we need to work harder! Dave's know as a fucking slut, so nobody 's going to take us seriously! You need to prove yourselves!"
Dave sat on the chair in front of the the window inbetween the recording booth and the other side. Galvin was bashing his head against the window.
"Guys!" He screamed through the microphone. "Are you listening?"
Dave stood. "Yes! Yes! We can fucking hear you! All you do is complain! Shut the fuck up!" Dave screamed at the window. He threw the chair he was sitting on at it, making the people behind the glass move back. He pushed the door open and walked out the room. Ryan was right behind.
"What the hell was that?" he asked as they entered the hallway. "I can't take his shit anymore!"
Dave threw his head back against the wall as he slid down the wall. Ryan sat next to him on the floor, his knees drawn up to his chest. "There's something else bothering you. Is....Is it me? I mean, I know you said we should try to work this out again, but if right now it's too much-I mean the stress-"
"No, Ryan. It's not that. It's-"
"Dave!"
Elizabeth ran down the hallway. "Dave! Great, we need to talk."
Ryan looked to Dave to find him looking panicked. "Not, now, Eli, later-"
"But, we need to speak now." Her British accent was strong, making it harder to understand. "How is this going to work? I mean, once their born."
"Born? Who?" Ryan looked over at Dave. He slid even lower under his gaze. "Look, Eli, we're talking about it later, ok?" She nodded as she walked away. "Alright. Don't forget."
Ryan was already standing. "She's pregnant, isn't she? Fuck, Dave! And it's yours, am I right? Please don't tell me I'm right?"
Dave stood as well. "Um, sort of?"
"Dave! Really? And how long have you known?"
"A week."
"A week?! Funny, didn't you ask me to be your boyfriend again a week ago?!"
Dave held his hands up. "Please, let me explain-"
"No! David Deeton, you have a lot of nerve! You know what? I'll make this easy for you. Either you choose them, or you choose me."
"I can't do that! You're making me choose between you and my own kids? Ryan, I can't do that!"
Ryan was on the verge of tears. "You should have thought about that when you were fucking her!"
David pushed himself off the wall. "You know I can't leave my kids-"
"Fuck off, David! I don't want to see you ever again! I hope your fucking kids go to hell!" Ryan walked off, leaving David standing there alone.
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1999
David had already left The Runaways, and in doing so, he changed everything. He cut his hair, lost all the make-up, and changed everything about himself. He didn't want to be recognized and he didn't want his kids to go through the fame. So he left and nobody knew where he went off to. Except Ryan.
There was a knock on the door. David ran down the stairs, so the boys wouldn't wake up. He opened the door to find Ryan standing their, his eyes outlined in eyeliner and wearing a leather jacket. "Hey."
"Hey."
"Can I come in?"
David nodded and let Ryan in.
He lived in a two story house, one family living on the bottom while he loved on the top. The front door led into an entry hall. Two door stood I'm front of them, one on the left, one on the right. David led him to the left door. A flight of stairs led up to the apartment. At the top, was sort of a hallway. Directly to the right was a bathroom (he could tell since the door was open). The wall in front had two doors. Then next to it was a kitchen (their wasn't any door). Next to the kitchen was the living room (also missing a door). The railing of the staircase kept going. It was opposite the wall with the rooms and turned a right, opposite the kitchen and stooping at the wall leading to the living room. Overall, the place was small.
"I heard what happened." Ryan said as he stopped at the top of the stairs. "How did it happen?"
David sighed. "Eli was on her way to work when a truck ran the red light. She died instantly." "I'm so sorry."
And Ryan really was. He flipped his bangs out of his eyes. "Can I see them?"
David nodded. He entered the first of the two rooms. It was a nursery. To the left was two cribs. To the right was a rocking chair. To the front, in front of the windows, was a changing table. Toys littered the floor and David made quick work of picking them off the beige carpet. "Sorry it's a mess. I've just been....yea."
Ryan nodded. He went over the the cribs. The first held a small baby with blonde hair. The pictures around the room showed he had blue eyes like his dad's. He looked exactly like David. Same face, same hair, same eyes. It looked exactly like him.
The other baby boy had dark, almost-black hair. The pictures showed he had green eyes. Besides the eyes and hair, he looked just like his brother. Of course, they were identical twins. "This is Victor," he pointed to the blonde one," and this is Joey." He pointed to the one with black hair. Ryan nodded.
"I'm sorry for what I said. I'm sorry for everything. I know it's just really hard right now."
David didn't answer. Instead he walked foward and took Ryan's face in his hands. He pressed his lips to his and tangled his hair through Ryan's.
They somehow made it to the bedroom. David placed Ryan on the queen-sized bed gently. He pressed his lips to Ryan's neck. "David, stop. You're really messed up. Now's not a good time, you're not thinking straight." David lifted his head as he looked into Ryan's eyes. "Please, don't reject me. Not now." Ryan sighed but said nothing as David continued to take off clothes and press his lips to skin.
The awkward moment was after the sex. They looked up at the ceiling, uncomfortable with the weight of the silence. "So, what now?"
David shrugged. "I still love you, you know." Ryan sighed. "I love you, too. But I have nothing. No job, no permanant place."
David shrugged again. "Well, I need a babysitter. I work as an intern at St. Luke's hospital. I'll let you stay as long as you watch them when I'm at work and cook. I'm a pretty bad cook." They laughed and their relationship started from there.....
TBC..
(The next chapters are going to be mostly about Joey and maybe Victor. I just needed a way to introduce the past and Joey. Hope you enjoyed it! XD)
Next Chapter
Title: The Meaning Of Life
Author; K-Lee
Rating: R
Characters: OC Joey, OC David, OC Victor, OC Ryan, and a couple of other minor people.
Warnings: This is a rape and kidnapping fic. Some graphic flashbacks in later chapters. DON'T READ IF YOU HAVE HORRIBLE PAST EXPERIENCES OR FLASHBACKS!
Summary: David Deeton was a worldwide rockstar. Once he calmed down to give his kids a normal life, things turn out for the worst. His son gets kidnapped and ten years later, meets him and can't believe it's still his son.
Author's Notes: This is a prologue that explains a lot of David's character (and I borrowed the name of the band from a real band, except the real band is full of girls) so hope you like! Comment if you do! The articles are short because it's only clips of it and all mistakes are mine.If you know any communities that might accept this, please spill!!! .
~Prologue~
March 1993
THE RUNAWAYS
TAKE THE WORLD BY STORM!
Their new, their amazing! A band of four reckless boys make their first big break at New Roc Studios last Thursday. These talented, original boys performed for ten thousand people at The Apollo Theater in New York as their first major gig. They took the people by storm, people from around the world, flying in to see the newest masterpiece that was put together by none other that Gavin Cane.
Ryan McQueen grabbed everyone's attention with his powerhouse vocals that stole the show and made him the new hearthrob to all the girls AND boys that were present.
Dave Dyamite blew everyone's minds as he strung the guitar like a pro. The notes flew from his beautiful Mel Gibson guitar and right into everyone's hearts.
Kale Mickin (said to be Dave's twin brother) rocked the drums and uses it to his advantage. Juggling the drum sticks during songs made him an ultimate favorite for half the people there.
Leon Jones played the bass like a pro, making those deep notes sound amazing in everyone's ears.
March of 1993 will surely be the biggest day for these four sixteen year old boys. Some say they may even become legends!.....
"We've done it! We're famous!"
Ryan's shout of triumph succeded in encouraging more screams of delight. Dave grabbed Ryan and swung him around as they celebrated their best gig.
"Enough, guys. We have more work to do." Galvin Cane said as he strolled in. "If you want to continue bring famous, we have to get to work!"
"Jeez, can't we have any fun?" Kale asked. "We just begun our life's dream!"
Galvin sighed. "Fine. That means you better be up and about tomorrow at seven a.m. sharp. I don't care if you have a hangover, I'll scream in your ear." He left and Kale crossed his arms.
"What's wrong with him?"
No one answers. Dave is too busy looking into Ryan's eyes. Their beautiful and Dave has the urge to kiss him. Ryan beats him to it, though, and presses his lips against Dave's in a warm kiss.
June 1993
MCQUEEN AND DYNAMITE
SPOTTED OUT PARTYING AT
BABY DOLLS
Ryan McQueen, lead singer of The Runaways, was spotted with Dave Dynamite, guitar player of The Runaways, at Baby Dolls, the most famous gay club in New York, on Friday.
Rumors report that Dave and Ryan have been together for a couple months now. "They look so cute together. They cuddle and give each other lovey-dovey looks", say an insider.........
"Wow, this is fun!"
Dave laughed as Ryan moved his hips to the music. He swung his blonde bangs away from his blue eyes as he danced in front of Dave. His eyes sparkled with laughter and joy.
Dave tangled his fingers through his blonde locks and pushed them away from his own blue eyes to watch Ryan sway to the music. Ryan was a really good dancer. He lifted his arms up and moved his head to the side as his hips circled. He turned and winked at Dave before crouching and coming back up, grinding his ass against Dave's already hard cock.
Dave bit his lip to strangle a moan as Ryan lay his head back against Dave's shoulder. He presses back against Dave, his hand reaching up to get lost in the mass of soft, light-colored hair.
Dave wrapped his arms around Ryan's waist and hugged him from behind. "You're cute."
Ryan giggled and looked up. "Maybe we should finish at the hotel and you'll see how cute I really am, this time without clothes." Dave's cock agreed with that, so he followed Ryan to their hotel........
August 1993
DAVE'S SECRET GIRL?
Dave Dynamite of The Runaways was spotted Monday with a girl said to be his new lover. Her name is Elizabeth Tyler, host of Britian's hit show "Dance Off". Sources say that Dave has split with Ryan McQueen and has moved on.......
"David, really? What the hell?! You're only bringing this on yourself!"
Ryan paced the floor angrily. David slouched on the couch, his right foot on top of the coffe table. Smoke filled the air as the other band members continued to smoke their hearts out.
"She's just a girl, Ryan! I can't have friends outside of you?" Ryan stopped immediatly. "Did I say that? I'm not talking about you hanging out in Los Angles, I mean, why would I be angry about you sneaking off with a girl I don't even know? I'm talking about this!"
A magazine flew across Dave's lap and his picked it up to see a picture of himself and Elizabeth making out behind an alley way on the front cover. ".......It was just a kiss?"
Ryan grabbed the magazine and threw it across the room. "FINE DAVID!" Ryan pushed the doors open, not caring that it hit the bodyguard in front of it. That meant he was really angry. Ryan usually cared if he hurt something by accident.
"You really shouldn't have done that, bro." Kale said as he took another drag if his cigarette. Dave sighed and took an extra one from the box. "I'm sorry I want to live my life," Dave said as he lit his cigarette. Kale leaned back, laying his head against Dave's shoulder. "He really loves you, ya know?"
Dave nodded and stroked his younger brother's hair as he said, "Yea. I know."
Kale brought the cigarette up to his lips. Before it could connect, Dave grabbed if and put it between his own.
"Hey!"
"Fourteen year olds shouldn't be smoking."
"And sixteen year olds should?"
Dave shrugged and laughed as he was tackled by his brother.....
October 1993
DYNAMITE GETS EXPLOSIVE!
Tim Young, a country man on his honeymoon, was one of the first people to have reported the incident. "Tgeur was so much commotion and yelling. Then a rough thud, and I swear I could hear crying," said the young man.
Sources say that Dave had been arguing with his ex-lover, Ryan McQueen, about pictures that had been taken of him and Britian's "Dance Off"'s host, Elizabeth Tyler. People that had been next door during the shout-out have reported that sounds that might imply violence being used were heard. Some say Dave had hit his ex and caused massive damage.
No one has heard or seen from the two boys since the accident....
"You know I forgive you, right?"
Dave sighed at Ryan's words. "Yea. It's just, I know I deserve you being angry."
Ryan sat next to Dave on the couch. He laid his hand on Dave's knee. "No, you don't. I'm acting like we're a married couple, but we're just sixteen. I'm sorry, I can't hold you down. You have the right to be free if you want. I admit, I was just jealous that you left me and then you have a make-out session with someone else."
Dave hugged Ryan close. "It's ok. But I do miss our great make-up sex." Ryan laughed. "Go take a shower, and I'll make us something to eat."
Dave nodded and head for the door....
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A loud crash sounded from the kitchen. Dave rushed out of the bathroom, his pants on, but his shirt off.
Ryan was holding the side of his face. Blood was falling from the open wound and glass covered the floor. "What the hell happened?"
Ryan sat on a stool in the kitchen and said, "I was reaching for a plate, but I was too short. When I got it, it fell on my face."
Dave rolled his eyes as he grabbed a towel and pressed it against Ryan's cut. "You're very clumsy."
"Shut up! Oh my god, what if someone sees? I don't think I could explain this! Dave, you need to get me to a uisipatl without anyone knowing."
"How am I going to do that!"
"I don't know! You're supposedly the genius since I'm the clumsy one!"
"I never said that!"
They were yelling now and Ryan was panicking. What were they going to do?
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Twenty minutes later, Dave was gripping the steering wheel with all his might. Ryan had a new towel that they had grabbed before they left to his head. The ER was one block away, if only this old man would move.....
"Step on it!" Ryan screamed.
Dave did exactly as he said....
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1994 had to have been the best year of their lives. The Runaways sold $7.3 million in three months. Their albums went platinum and every magazine they covered where sold out.
But 1995 was the exact opposite. Band members convicted for possesion of drugs. Dave was known for getting drunk, even if he was only 18. It was like the Depression. How everyone was rich and had everything before and then it changed drastically into the Great Depression.
It was April of 1995, just the beginning of the worst year. The Runaways were recording and Galvin was getting bitchier. "It's not right! Look, we need to work harder! Dave's know as a fucking slut, so nobody 's going to take us seriously! You need to prove yourselves!"
Dave sat on the chair in front of the the window inbetween the recording booth and the other side. Galvin was bashing his head against the window.
"Guys!" He screamed through the microphone. "Are you listening?"
Dave stood. "Yes! Yes! We can fucking hear you! All you do is complain! Shut the fuck up!" Dave screamed at the window. He threw the chair he was sitting on at it, making the people behind the glass move back. He pushed the door open and walked out the room. Ryan was right behind.
"What the hell was that?" he asked as they entered the hallway. "I can't take his shit anymore!"
Dave threw his head back against the wall as he slid down the wall. Ryan sat next to him on the floor, his knees drawn up to his chest. "There's something else bothering you. Is....Is it me? I mean, I know you said we should try to work this out again, but if right now it's too much-I mean the stress-"
"No, Ryan. It's not that. It's-"
"Dave!"
Elizabeth ran down the hallway. "Dave! Great, we need to talk."
Ryan looked to Dave to find him looking panicked. "Not, now, Eli, later-"
"But, we need to speak now." Her British accent was strong, making it harder to understand. "How is this going to work? I mean, once their born."
"Born? Who?" Ryan looked over at Dave. He slid even lower under his gaze. "Look, Eli, we're talking about it later, ok?" She nodded as she walked away. "Alright. Don't forget."
Ryan was already standing. "She's pregnant, isn't she? Fuck, Dave! And it's yours, am I right? Please don't tell me I'm right?"
Dave stood as well. "Um, sort of?"
"Dave! Really? And how long have you known?"
"A week."
"A week?! Funny, didn't you ask me to be your boyfriend again a week ago?!"
Dave held his hands up. "Please, let me explain-"
"No! David Deeton, you have a lot of nerve! You know what? I'll make this easy for you. Either you choose them, or you choose me."
"I can't do that! You're making me choose between you and my own kids? Ryan, I can't do that!"
Ryan was on the verge of tears. "You should have thought about that when you were fucking her!"
David pushed himself off the wall. "You know I can't leave my kids-"
"Fuck off, David! I don't want to see you ever again! I hope your fucking kids go to hell!" Ryan walked off, leaving David standing there alone.
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1999
David had already left The Runaways, and in doing so, he changed everything. He cut his hair, lost all the make-up, and changed everything about himself. He didn't want to be recognized and he didn't want his kids to go through the fame. So he left and nobody knew where he went off to. Except Ryan.
There was a knock on the door. David ran down the stairs, so the boys wouldn't wake up. He opened the door to find Ryan standing their, his eyes outlined in eyeliner and wearing a leather jacket. "Hey."
"Hey."
"Can I come in?"
David nodded and let Ryan in.
He lived in a two story house, one family living on the bottom while he loved on the top. The front door led into an entry hall. Two door stood I'm front of them, one on the left, one on the right. David led him to the left door. A flight of stairs led up to the apartment. At the top, was sort of a hallway. Directly to the right was a bathroom (he could tell since the door was open). The wall in front had two doors. Then next to it was a kitchen (their wasn't any door). Next to the kitchen was the living room (also missing a door). The railing of the staircase kept going. It was opposite the wall with the rooms and turned a right, opposite the kitchen and stooping at the wall leading to the living room. Overall, the place was small.
"I heard what happened." Ryan said as he stopped at the top of the stairs. "How did it happen?"
David sighed. "Eli was on her way to work when a truck ran the red light. She died instantly." "I'm so sorry."
And Ryan really was. He flipped his bangs out of his eyes. "Can I see them?"
David nodded. He entered the first of the two rooms. It was a nursery. To the left was two cribs. To the right was a rocking chair. To the front, in front of the windows, was a changing table. Toys littered the floor and David made quick work of picking them off the beige carpet. "Sorry it's a mess. I've just been....yea."
Ryan nodded. He went over the the cribs. The first held a small baby with blonde hair. The pictures around the room showed he had blue eyes like his dad's. He looked exactly like David. Same face, same hair, same eyes. It looked exactly like him.
The other baby boy had dark, almost-black hair. The pictures showed he had green eyes. Besides the eyes and hair, he looked just like his brother. Of course, they were identical twins. "This is Victor," he pointed to the blonde one," and this is Joey." He pointed to the one with black hair. Ryan nodded.
"I'm sorry for what I said. I'm sorry for everything. I know it's just really hard right now."
David didn't answer. Instead he walked foward and took Ryan's face in his hands. He pressed his lips to his and tangled his hair through Ryan's.
They somehow made it to the bedroom. David placed Ryan on the queen-sized bed gently. He pressed his lips to Ryan's neck. "David, stop. You're really messed up. Now's not a good time, you're not thinking straight." David lifted his head as he looked into Ryan's eyes. "Please, don't reject me. Not now." Ryan sighed but said nothing as David continued to take off clothes and press his lips to skin.
The awkward moment was after the sex. They looked up at the ceiling, uncomfortable with the weight of the silence. "So, what now?"
David shrugged. "I still love you, you know." Ryan sighed. "I love you, too. But I have nothing. No job, no permanant place."
David shrugged again. "Well, I need a babysitter. I work as an intern at St. Luke's hospital. I'll let you stay as long as you watch them when I'm at work and cook. I'm a pretty bad cook." They laughed and their relationship started from there.....
TBC..
(The next chapters are going to be mostly about Joey and maybe Victor. I just needed a way to introduce the past and Joey. Hope you enjoyed it! XD)
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