Billy
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not
like his, and the soft fine features around the nose and the thin but
tempting lips.
He
could of been his dad at 19 or 20, he was so close in appearance. Billy
looked up, the pain was almost too much and he just wanted to cry out, when
Taylor sat down next to him and opened his arms up. There wasn’t any
second thought and Billy jumped up to let his brother hold him and hug him.
It
was strange; the second that Taylor had put his arms around him, that
everything just seemed to go away. He wasn’t afraid anymore, and he
didn’t feel so alone or so empty. He actually could feel his heart aching,
something he hadn’t felt in months. Billy had snuggled into Taylor’s
arms, and his head burrowed its way into a spot just under the chin.
Billy
figured they had sat there for at least an hour before either of them spoke.
Once the quiet had been broken, it was non-stop talking. They seemed to
suddenly discover each other, and found that they both had the same
feelings. Taylor told him how he would wake up in the middle of the night to
go around and check on Dad and then even Billy. He said, it was to make sure
they were still there.
Tears
were flowing throughout their conversation, and each time one felt they
couldn’t go on, the other would just wait patiently while they got it out
of their system. It was the closest they had ever been, as brother’s and
slowly the sadness seemed to just disappear. Finally the talk turned to
other things, such as school and once or twice even dreams of future hopes.
Time
held no meaning as they talked and it wasn’t until they heard their names
being called that they realized that the whole evening had been spent out on
the chaise lounge. They looked at each other and Taylor reached over and
gave Billy a kiss full on the lips. Billy was surprised by the action, and
yet he felt pleased. He had a big grin on his face when his Dad walked out
to the pool to find them.
For
the first time they were all together out at the pool and Billy and Taylor
actually took part in talking things with their dad. They told him about
school before he could even ask, and they talked about how with spring
coming up they should maybe plan some time away.
It was later that night when Billy found out how much things
had changed in his young life. He was still shaken and once more the dreams
had come to him, but this time instead of gripping the bed sheets and crying
into the pillow he struggled out of bed and walked to his brother’s room.
He entered it carefully and softly called
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