BEAUTIFUL DISASTER

 

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CHAPTER 10

It’s a Saturday morning and a doorbell wakes them up very, very early.

“Merde… Who the fuck is that…?”

Logan had Remy wrapped securely in his arms. They were both still naked and rather dirty not to mention dead tired.

“I have no idea… It’s Saturday!”

Remy wrapped his arms around Logan’s neck and snuggled closer leaving a sweet kiss on his chest. They tried to go back to sleep but ignoring the irritating bell was impossible.

“Fine. Stay here, kid. I’m going to kill someone.”

Logan lazily crawled out of bed and pulled on some jeans, the button of his fly left open. He was too tired and sleepy to think about the hickeys and scratches all over his body proving what he did last night. He just opened the door, not even checking who’s behind them.

What greeted him was a barrel of a gun. Double!

That woke him up better than any coffee. He put his hands up in a placating gesture unsure what else he should do.

“Move.”

He stepped back and let Charlie in. The barrel stayed pointed at his face.

“Where is he?”

It was quite obvious who Charlie was talking about. There was no point in trying to lie out of it. If Charlie was here then he somehow knew that Remy was there too.

“Come on, Charlie, just…”

The gun dropped lower to point directly at his crotch.

“Walk!”

Logan didn’t dare to ask where. He knew. So he slowly started to walk backwards to his bedroom tripping slightly on someone’s shoes. Sure enough they were Remy’s and Charlie recognized them easily. When they got to the room the mechanic glared at the body sprawled on the bed.

“Get up!”

Remy hoped it was just a dream. He didn’t hear Charlie’s voice, right? He jumped out of bed and tried to put on his trousers but when the first bullet blew up the lamp on his bedside table he froze. So it WAS loaded… In the back of his mind he prayed that the nosy old lady from the yellow house was not deaf and heard the gun shot. She would call the police for sure.

“Leave it. You have no shame anyway!”

“Charlie listen…”

“SHUT UP! …now move!”

Remy wasn’t sure where or how was he supposed to move but he covered his crotch with his hands and walked to Logan, hiding slightly behind the older man. Through the window behind Charlie’s back he saw some neighbors walking out of their house, surely interested in the noise they had heard. The gun moved back to the position of pointing at Logan’s dick. Against all better judgment Logan still tried to talk.

“Please Charlie, put that down…” He stopped talking when he heard a familiar noise of racking a gun.

“Remy, my boy, what did I tell you yesterday?”

“To not come here…” No place for argument here.

“Good. And when I asked you if he fucks you, what did you answer?”

“That he doesn’t but that was…”

“AND WHAT DID YOU DO RIGHT AFTER THAT?!”

Thinking about that almost made Remy hard again. He moved closer to his partner in crime and became bolder.

“I... I came here to fix my bike…”

Logan was impressed – the kid surely had balls if he wasn’t afraid to play with Charlie right now. The mechanic looked not only extremely pissed but also more than a little tipsy. BUT on the other hand it were HIS balls at stake here so Cajun should just shut the fuck up.

“Why did you come here? Why couldn’t you fix it at my garage? What THE FUCK were your bike doing here anyway?”

Remy didn’t want to answer any of these questions, especially if he had to tell the truth.

“What is it boy? Cat ate your tongue? HOW COULD YOU not  tell me that you were a fag?”

“I am not…”

“Then why do you sleep NAKED with another man!?”

Once again Remy was lost for words.

“Now it’s time to tell the truth, my boy. Did he fuck you?”

Logan’s eyes were fixed on the barrel that Charlie was now pressing to the opening in his jeans. It was cold and for some unfathomable reason all he could think about at that particular moment was that the zipper would go down if Charlie didn’t stop doing that.

“Charlie…” Remy sounded more than desperate. He was on the verge of tears. It was all his fault. He practically forced himself on Logan ignoring all warnings, caring only about what he wanted. Now he brought trouble to Logan… He was always nothing but trouble….

”DID HE?”

The shotgun poked Logan harder making him look up. He locked gazes with his longtime friend and saw the disappointment in his tired eyes. He felt guilty and wanted to turn away but then he felt Remy’s trembling hand grabbing desperately his jeans. Te kid was scared, trembling, naked and humiliated. Charlie was his friend but he had no right to do that. Remy was grown up and he had the right to sleep with whoever he liked. It was ‘running around with guns and shooting at other people’s lamps’ that was wrong, not sleeping with a guy you found attractive.

Logan stood straighter and his eyes hardened. Charlie saw the change in his posture and attitude. It was funny really, because even though he was the one with a gun he looked intimidated. Logan considered taking the gun away from him by force but Charlie stepped back.

“Fine. I know anyway. I don’t need you to say it. I can’t believe that you so willingly became Jimmy’s bitch.”

“Hey!” Logan had enough of this shit. That man was supposed to be his friend. He acted normal for all those years and now…

“I don’t care what YOU or that teacher do, Jimmy. But Remy is my sweetheart’s cousin. He’s a family, Jimmy! My family! He’s like a son to me and you fucked him!”

Logan wondered if he should welcome Marie’s boyfriend in the same manner…..

Charlie switched his attention back to Remy.

“Move!” He motioned with his head in the direction of the front door.

“Mon Dieu.. can I at least put the pants on?”

“I SAID MOVE!”

Remy moved still covering his crotch with his hands. Logan was pissed but moved along encouraged once again by the hard metal poking  at his balls.

The street looked lively like never before! Apparently they managed to attract a lot more attention than they thought. Charlie looked unfazed. He felt he was doing the right thing. Surely anyone would do the same if it was about their sons or cousins. They laughed at him long enough. Now he would show them all how he deals with brats and traitorous friends.

“You! Get in to the car!”

 He pointed a finger at Remy and Logan used that to take the gun away and hit him in the stomach. Charlie after few drinks was always aggressive and looking for a fight. He charged at Logan trying to push him onto the ground, but Logan was taller, stronger and sober. What was worse he really wanted to get back at Charlie for scaring Remy and spoiling their morning so he didn’t hold back too much and let himself lay a few punches. Maybe that will teach Charlie to not visit him so early at weekends…

By the time the police came he had his drunk friend in a headlock. He refused to prefer charges against Charlie but he willingly let them to take the man away, to cool off in some nice jail cell for a day.

That was a shitty start of the weekend.

Remy was  scared and depressed. He lived with Charlie, he worked for him and was his family. And now it seemed he had lost it all at once. His custodian was not going to like it… It was a high price for one night of fucking. What would happen now? He should have think about it earlier… He should have listen…

“Don’t worry, Cajun. He’ll come around.”

Remy didn’t need empty words of consolation. He didn’t want to listen that everything will be alright when he knew that it’s not that easy.

“What if he won’t? Even if he won’t kill me he won’t take me back either. Then my curator will put me back to jail… and I hate to be there… And Charlie is in jail because of me and he almost shoot you… And it’s all my fault.”

Remy was desperately trying to hold back tears. Logan pulled him to his chest and just held letting him cry. What else could he do? The kid just lost his home and job and…

“Nothing was your fault, kid…” Yes, he lied through his teeth but hoped that the kid would not notice.

Remy didn’t answer just snuggled closer. Logan’s close proximity, his smell and warmth were for Remy all the comfort he needed. He wanted to be even closer. He wanted Logan to hold him… to touch him. He wanted to fuck. That would let him forget everything. He crawled onto Logan’s laps and started to kiss him.

“Wait, Cajun, listen to me…”

“Non. Remy doesn’t want to talk now…”

He pushed Logan down into the lying position on the couch and lay on him writhing, rubbing, kissing…

“Listen to me, kid…”

Remy wasn’t listening. He was kissing and undoing Logan’s jeans and then he was touching Logan…. Remy’s shoes and jeans fell to the floor, followed by his T-shirt a moment later. He impaled himself on the other man whimpering in pain as he was not only not used to it yet but also still sore from the night. But soon it didn’t matter anymore. Logan was in, filling the emptiness that was there and rubbing him in places that could drive him crazy. He rode Logan, lost in the drive for pleasure. Logan loved it. The kid pushed him down and… oh gods… it was perfect. He tried to remember the comparison but all he could think about was that beautiful young man ejaculating on top of him.  

 Only after that he managed to gather his thoughts and realized what was so different -  Scott never took initiative….

“Listen, kid… what I was going to say earlier…”

“It’s okay, chère. Whatever happens I’ll deal with it. Remy’s been through a lot of shit in life. It won’t be that bad…”

“Will you at least let me finish?”

Remy looked up from Logan’s sweat covered chest.

“I tried to say that you can stay here until Charlie cools off.”

“What if he won’t?”

“Then we’ll see, but now he will be out of jail in 24 hours, so I think you should go and take at least some of your stuff from his house.”

“What for? I’m going back to jail anyway.”

“Not if you’ll find another job.”

“How? I’m on a parole. People don’t hire cheaters.”

“Cheaters? What did you do?”

“Let’s say I’m good with cards. I worked at the casino. Casino always wins. They called me Gambit because gamble was… it was my life.”

“Gambit… sounds cool. What happened?”

“There was a group of guys…. I had no idea they were cops… and it wasn’t the first time Remy cheated…”

“I’ll talk with Raven, I think there was some spot for a driver in the company I work for. If she can help then she surely will. You’ll see.”

“Are you serious?”

“Which part sounds like a joke to you Gambo?”

It didn’t sound like joke but more like a fairytale. He would live with Logan and have a real job. In Remy’s life every good turn of events had always been followed by twice as much bad things. What happened this morning was a proof.

Remy’s head started to move from side to side like he was trying to deny it.

“It’s too good to be true… I won’t get the job… I’ll end up in jail.”

Logan’s arms circled his trembling body and squeezed almost painfully.

“I won’t let that happen. Can you hear me, kid? You’re not going back to jail. I will find you a job. You don’t need Charlie to get on your feet. You can do it yourself. I’ll help you but it has to be YOU to do it. If you don’t believe that you can than it will never work, do you understand?”

Remy looked at him still disbelieving. It was still like some distant dream but maybe he could try… Even though he tried so many times already…. If Logan wants him to try again than he will.

“I’ve never heard you talk so much, homme….”

Remy smiled, still sad but with a newborn hope for something better.

“Shut up…”

When the evening came and his things were at Logan’s place some of his fears came back. Maybe he was only lying to himself that everything would somehow work out. Maybe Logan was lying to him? He didn’t even really know that man… Maybe he would turn out to be like his father… He remembered how easily he had beaten Charlie. Back then it made him feel safe, but now… His father was big and strong too… and he liked to show it to Remy since the kid was three years old…

Logan saw Remy’s distress... He wasn’t surprised. The kid’s life was currently upside down and it sure as hell was scary. Logan was pretending to be fine with all that but he really wasn’t sure if he wanted the kid in his home 24/7. And what if Remy starts to bring girls into the house or what if he suddenly decides that he hates Logan for what had happened. There was a lot of ‘what-ifs’ but Logan decided to ignore them all in favor of supporting the kid no matter what. Remy brought all these troubles to himself on his own volition but still Logan felt partially guilty too and he wanted to help. He HAD TO help and he WOULD help.

He called Raven. They talked for almost an hour before she finally let him to hang up.

“Remy, you’ve got the job.”

“Are you serious?”

“Yes, kid I am. Now I owe Raven a dinner with candles. I bargained so she let me off about the flowers.”

“A date?” Remy’s happiness was almost always very short lived but that was a record.

Logan laughed.

“We’re just friends but she used to have a huge crush on me. She has a husband now…. I think… and I’m just an old friend. We wanted to meet and catch up anyway.”

He called Raven even though it was Saturday just to cheer up the kid, to assure him about the job, but it didn’t work. Remy was still depressed. He looked uncomfortable.

“Hey, why don’t we go out to eat in town? We’ll celebrate your new job…”

Remy tried to smile. He would love to go out. He needed to clear his thoughts and try to relax again. It wasn’t all that bad. Logan took things in his own hands, took  him in and found him a job. He was amazing… Never had a problem with anything… He just took in a homeless criminal…

“Please guys, tell me everything!” Marie burst through the door and they did a mental note to lock them in the future because the scene of her own father fucking her secret crush on the couch was definitely NOT something she should see.

Logan rubbed his forehead. “I don’t know where to start.”

“From the beginning would be fine!”

Remy snuggled closer to Logan on the couch and summed the story up very quickly:

“What’s there to talk about? Charlie dropped by in the morning to shoot of Logan’s dick and show my naked butt to all the neighbors.”

Marie wiped the tears from her eyes. She couldn’t help but laugh at their faces and general humor in this whole situation.

“And he shoot my lamp…”

Remy took his hand in his own. He felt sick at the mere thought about how scared he had been back then. It was still a bit early to simply laugh at that.

“Hey, it’s over now…” Logan squeezed his hand in response.

Marie watched them interact with interest not believing that she actually missed it. It was always there, right in front of her eyes. And everybody talked about it!

“Why did Charlie come here anyway?” She was looking at Logan but he pushed the question to Remy.

“Yes, Gambo, tell Marie, why did Charlie come to visit ?”

“Because he was drunk.”

Logan laughed. “And not because you promised him that you wouldn’t sleep here anymore and then you did? Even though I told you so many times to go home?”

“Fine, alright? I admit that it was all Remy’s fault, happy now? I love Charlie because he’s a family and I owe him a lot. He helped me out when no one else did, but it doesn’t give him the right to decide with who I can sleep.”

Marie grinned. “Now we’re getting somewhere.”

Logan chuckled and ruffled Remy’s hair. It was weird but Marie was very accepting of his relationship with Scott while she disliked every woman he was seeing. Now she seemed rather excited with this new situation with Remy too. It looked like she wanted him to be with a man even it was someone she should be jealous of. Honestly Logan was afraid that she would be angry and she was only laughing her ass off.

“What’s so funny, chère?”

“Did he really dragged you out into the street completely naked?”

“Oui… It was because I have no shame… or at least that’s what he said…”

Marie laughs hard. “Why didn’t you hide in the bathroom or something? You know, to pretend you weren’t there.”

“ You know, petite, we weren’t exactly expecting him at the crack of dawn on Saturday morning… He surprised us… But Logan disarmed him and kicked his ass even before the police came.”

“Did they really arrest him?”

“He shoot at us, Marie!” Logan didn’t get why she was so surprised.

“So, Remy, what are you going to do now?”

“Your father let me to stay at his place.”

That shocked her almost speechless. “Are you guys serious? You’re going to live together?”

“Oui petite, and I’m going to pay Logan for the roof over my head with my own body.”

The innocent joke backfired on the poor Cajun, because Logan pushed him away frowning.

“You’re disgusting, Cajun! I changed my mind. I’m kicking you out.”

Remy only laughed. “Come on, mon amour, you know it’s not that easy to get rid of me.”

Then he tried to force his way back to his previous spot and snuggled once again to Logan’s side.

“By the way, dad! Granma invites you for dinner again!”

“No way in hell. I’m not going there to answer her questions about every rumor she had heard...”

“They are NOT rumors! It’s true! Everybody told me that I didn’t believe because I thought we tell each other stuff like that!”

“I’m sorry, Marie, but today it was the first time…”

Remy snorted.

“Yea, right! Maybe we didn’t go all the way before but you can’t say we didn’t do anything. And I don’t mean just those blow jobs, homme! I mean we were getting closer since the day you came back! Even though you constantly tried to push me away!”

 “Ok, Marie, I’m sorry I didn’t tell you that Remy was throwing himself at me. I forgot.”

“You’re a real bastard sometimes, mon ami, you know that?”

“And you sometimes piss me off, Cajun, you know that?”

“You, Logan, lie to your own daughter and you say I’m imposing! I wasn’t imposing yesterday?!”

“I didn’t say ‘imposing’, but if you insist then yes, you were imposing yesterday, even more that you normally are!”

“It’s not the point, chère! The point is you don’t have to say it! It sounds like Remy forced you to do something.”

“And I won’t even comment on THAT, kid!”

“That’s the point! Don’t comment, especially with your own daughter around! If you have to talk about me with her do it when Remy can’t hear it!”

“Let me remind you that it was YOU who decided to tell her about the intimate details of our sexual history, Cajun, so don’t blame me.”

Marie listened every word and didn’t want them to stop. “Go on guys, don’t mind me.”

“No, I promised to take Remy out to eat.”

“For a date?” Marie’s excitement was a bit irritating but also the slightest bit addicting too.

“It’s not a date. You can go with us if you want. I’m sure that the whole town will be with us anyway. There’s no place to hide in here. If we go out, we’ll meet people, and they will ask all those questions too… “

“We don’t have to go, if you don’t want to, chère.”

“No, I think it’s best to get it over with.”

Remy smiled happily. He really wanted to go out and no matter what Logan said it WAS totally like a date!

 

TBC