Chapter 3: Can't even breathe Warmth,peace and contentment filled Sire as he started waking up from a sleep that he didn't even realize he had gone into. His first sight was the face of sleeping Garry right close to his. Only a few seconds tore them apart. His eyes even followed Garry's arm that was wrapped around his shoulders. Covering him as if it was a blanket of sorts. A breath escaped Sire's lips. "Why?" He questioned not himself or the one sleeping beside him but the gods and whatever that had decided to make his life so difficult. "My mother asks me about marriage" he cringed at the memory of the conversation. "I escape it by telling her that I am afraid of responsibility. But that is not true. One can tell by me chasing after you and making sure you're fine from your many, many ways of trying to end your own life. Today you go gambling and tomorrow you try to win in a fight with an opponent that is much skilled in the art of fighting than you are. Why do you trouble

Chapter 5: Get it while it's hot. The kiss was getting heated and more passionate by the second. Garry and Sire couldn't stop kissing and exploring each other's mouths to even breathe. Garry's hands started to roam around Garry's shirt up to the point that he had blindly undone some of the buttons. Just before he could actually feel the skin beneath Sire broke the kiss pushing him away. Sire got up from bed running a little to the other side of the room to get away from Garry. He looked at his shirt buttons. "What is this Garry?" "Isn't it obvious? Our passion. We've been running away from it for a while now. It's starting to show itself." Garry followed Sire to where he was. Held him into place. He sniffed at Sire's scent. He smelled of the soil and a lot of hay things that Garry didn't know would drive him crazy like they were now. But he slowed down. He didn't want to scare Sire away. So he wouldn't push him into doing what he wasn't ready for or didn't even want

Chapter 7: Gates closed for you Everything was perfect. From the dress of the bride to the setting of the wedding itself. Mury couldn't be happier. She had all she wanted at that moment. "Dearest sister" her oldest brother gave her a hug. "The day has come has it not? The day that you will leave all of us here." "I've been through this with with mom and dad. I am only getting married not disappearing from the world." Samuel huffed. "You only say this because you haven't even gotten into your in-laws' house. Once you do you'll forget all about us." "Maybe you because you seem to have little faith in your sister but I will come back for my other family members." Samuel hit her cheek. "Cheeky thing you are. Don't finish your in-laws' food alright? Behave yourself. And when anyone starts trouble with you come to us your brothers and you know we'll solve it immediately. Even your sisters will kill someone for you little one." Mury putted. "Little one? Brother why do you still call me

Chapter 9: Good liar Two days of being married to a woman who he didn't want to get married Garry was in his mother's garden watching her tend to her beloved plants. She often went there to be alone with her flowers, roses and all her beautiful growing plants. But today she had decided to call Garry there. And Garry knew that when this happened it often meant that she had something serious to tell him. He was curious to know what it was since he had not gotten into any 'trouble' recently. He thought that he was now finally acting as the responsible son his parents wanted him to be. "Son" his mother's melodious voice whisked him back to reality. She cut out a few flowers. "I have been watching your wife" she told him with a smile. He didn't care. But if he wanted to pretend like the husband that he was to Mona he should at least ask. "Watching her why mom?" "She has been showing signs son." His mother only said not elaborating further but Garry was already thinking about wha

Epilogue: Fiercely The Present...Sire's sudden laughter broke the whole storytelling. His infectious laugh absorbed both Mona and Mury to laugh along with him. For a few minutes the loud laughing was the only thing that sounded in the living room and achoed throughout the house. They all were laughing at the old times. The times that they had spent together as friends and family. Sire wiped the almost falling out of his eyes tears because of the laughing he had just done. He got back to being quiet for a while. Watching his two former friends with calculated eye contact. "At that time things were more simple. You know? Lighter times that I never thought would turn into what they did. I never thought they'd hit up enough to cause those fires they did. Burning everything in sight. "His face went down just at the thought of what her went through because of the women sitting on his couches at his house. He had once vowed to never let them back inside again. He didn't know what