“But you just cannot deny, there’s a spark, in between us”
— Flynn —
“How did your date with officer sexy go?” Bryan chuckled when he saw me walk into the kitchen. “It went really well actually. We were both nervous but it was nice. Really nice. I found out we have some interesting things in common.” I sighed and Bryan looked at my questioning my face. “We have that bridge in common…” Bryan looked a bit confused for a second then the light bulb went off when I was looking at him. “Oh oh… like he jumped off there as well?” “Well no. He was up there years ago and wanted to make himself jump off but he didn’t. He said he goes by on patrol some nights when it’s not busy to think and remember that night and how he’s moved on. The night I jumped. Just so happened to be one of those nights he needed to think apparently.” I sat down at the table and looked at my brother. “Wow Flynn. You really do have a guardian angel.. talk about right place at the right time…” I smiled “I sure do…”
— Kyle —
I was on cloud nine. I hadn’t had a meaningful date like that in like…well ever actually. I walked into the three bedroom apartment I shared and plopped down on the couch. “That was amazing. Flynn. I love his name and it fits him. And that sexy blonde hair…” I thought to myself. Right at that moment my mom came out of her room. “Kyle sweetheart how’s your day going? Obviously good if you’re smiling like a crazy person!” I smiled at her and she sat down next to me on the couch a gave me a kiss on the cheek. “My day has actually been pretty good. I asked Flynn, that guy I saved, out on a coffee date and he actually said yes.” I smiled like a kid in a candy store. My mom just chuckled. “Oh you’re smitten with him aren’t you?” “Yes mom I am. He’s a wonderful guy who has obviously been through some stuff like myself and I can’t wait to get to know him better.” She smiled at me and gave me a hug. “As long as my baby boy is happy. I’m happy.” She said getting up to head to the kitchen.
You see my mom moved in with me about twelve years ago, right after my father, who was also a cop like myself, was shot a killed by a drugged out guy that was high as a kite. I had just finished high school. I wasn’t top of my class or anything like Flynn obviously was, but I did fairly well to get into the police academy and also pursue some college classes for the future. It was my dad’s death that caused my drinking. I always knew from a young age that I wanted to be an officer just like my dad and even more so after his untimely death. I had lost my best friend in the entire world. My dad was my idol. He was that type of police officer that everyone wanted to grow up to be and everyone wanted around. He didn’t have a mean bone in his body but stood his ground and took care of business when it needed to be done. So that fateful night it was dark and stormy and it was late. My dad running late some nights wasn’t unheard of depending on what was going on. But this night it just felt different and I was worried. My sister was out staying the night at her best friends house and that just left my mom and me at home. I was falling asleep on the couch waiting up for my dad when the door bell rang. “That was funny…it’s awfully late for someone to be ringing the doorbell…” I had said out loud. I got up to see who it was through the peephole and saw two of my dad’s fellow officers whose I knew very well standing on the other side of that door. My heart dropped. I knew what they were on the other side of the door for and I froze. My mother had woken up and came behind me. “Kyle..what’s wrong sweetheart. You look like you’ve seen a ghost. Who’s at the door this late?” I turned around and she saw my tears and she knew.
After my dad passed I spiraled out of control. I had lost my best friend and my hero. I went from talking to him multiple times a day to never being able to hear his voice over the phone or in person again. That when I began to drink and drink heavily. I was wasted more that I was sober and I held it together for a while. I was able to hide it pretty well or so I thought. I was able to finish the academy and college and graduate but when I wasn’t at school I was drinking. And after graduating and not seeing my dad’s amazing smile in the crowd next to my mother and sister I broke. That night I went on a pretty heavy drinking binge and ended up at that fateful bridge. I was so broken and hurt and sad and every emotion you could think of. I climbed up there “why!? Why did you have to take him from me? Us? I need him so much right now!” I screamed up at the sky hoping someone above would hear me take my pain away. I started to look down at that river. The river, I wanted it to just sweep my pain away. I took one step and I felt something inside me stop me. It was the voice of my dad in my head.
“Don’t do this Kyle. You’re stronger than this. Your mom and sister need you. You’re the man of the house now and I couldn’t be more proud of the man you’re becoming. Please don’t end it now because you miss me. I miss you too my wonderful smart boy. Live your life and make me proud. I’ll be watching you from above. I love you Kyle. Please don’t.”
I gasped for air and stepped back from that ledge. I slowly made my way off the bridge and sat in my truck and sobbed. It was then I realized that I needed to make my daddy proud. I was going to be following in his footsteps and make the world a safer place for people anyway that I could. That next day I walked into my first meeting and have been sober ever since that day 10 years ago.
— Flynn —
The date with Kyle just kept playing over and over in my head. He’s older than me by a few years and I liked that. I had always had a thing for older guys ever since I figured out I was gay. But I had only ever been with Lewis and now looking back that relationship that’s if you would even call it that I realized how one sided it was especially at the end. It’s like he wanted me but didn’t at the same time. Didn’t want to be with me like I deserved to be and especially when I needed him most after my parents deaths. No what did he do instead? He got me into drugs and my drinking got worse and he took advantage of that. It’s like he wanted to parade me around his tall tanned muscled tennis god boyfriend and use me for sex. Now that I’m laying here on my bed looking at the ceiling….im sure he had his way with me way more than just that last time when he forced himself on me. Hell how many times did he rape me essentially while I was in and out of it? I started crying. What the hell had I done with my life? I made a complete 180 degree turn from my promising life to one of using, drinking and being a doormat to a guy who never really loved me. He loved my body and the control he had over both it and my mind. I looked around my room and my eyes landed on the picture on my dresser. I wiped the tears from my eyes and walked over and picked it up. It was the last family picture we had taken before my parents passed. I remember that day fondly. I took after my mom with the tanned skin and blonde hair and Bryan took after my dad with the bigger bulkier body with light brown to medium brown hair and fair skin. I smiled as I looked at the picture of all four of us smiling and enjoying that day at the beach. I missed them terribly and I thought what would they say today if they saw me like this? That in itself made me cry again.
Once I was done crying I went to the bathroom and showered to relax and calm myself down. I walked back into my room with just the towel around my waist and looked at my phone. I saw that I had a message from Kyle. I smiled and my heart fluttered at the thought of that big sexy cop and him being interested in me. I opened it up to read his message.
“Flynn, hey I just wanted to say that I had an amazing time this morning and I’m so glad that you said yes to meeting me. I wanted to know if you had plans this Saturday and if not would you like to get together? Just let me know. :) Hope you’re having a good rest of your day!”
I locked the phone not knowing what to respond at that moment but I clutched the phone to my chest and felt butterflies in my stomach. I had never felt that way about one else before. What would I say…I opened the text message up again reread it and began to reply…
“Hi Kyle. I’m glad I said yes too. I really did enjoy our time together and I would love to see you again as well. Saturday works perfect. Just let me know what you have in mind! :)” and I hit send.
Ding.
“:) can’t wait! I’ll pick you up on Saturday! ;)”
“ ok! :)”
I smiled and sighed. So this is how it’s supposed to feel not dirty and low like before. This man who is so fucking sexy and confident likes me and wants to do things with me. I can’t wait for Saturday! My cock started standing up for attention just thinking about being around Kyle again but I told myself to calm down and save it for later. Just in case…
