Chalk Butterfly: Part One (First Time Erotic Romance) by Audra Red Read Free Book Online Page B

calm, hearing Elijah’s soft snores from the other
room.
     
    The fall had hurt, but the pain was nothing
in comparison to that of his hand. The tears that spilled out over
his flushed cheeks were unstoppable, and the little sobs were only
muffled by the wooden floor.
     
    He’d had far worse spills than this, but
something hurt much deeper.
     
    “Oh god,” he whispered, the tears burning
across his skin. “Pathetic.”
     
    How could he have even thought about having
a different life-- a life to possibly share with someone? How
useless he was, how utterly dependent and weak! The pain in his
hand would fade. In the morning only a few blisters on his back and
hands would mark his fall. But he wouldn’t forget.
     
    He brushed away the tears with his shirt
sleeve, forcing himself to sit up. The phone sat on the table,
right in his eye line. He felt so incredibly foolish to even think
of calling Daniel. Now he knew that he had to call, but for
different reasons.
     
    Alexander stood shakily, the pain still so
near. 'Remember this, remember this pain,' he thought, picking up
the phone. 'Don’t ever forget it. You’re not normal.'
     
    Without even thinking he dialed the number,
standing perfectly still as the phone rang once, twice, three
times. He hadn’t even thought of what he’d say. He had before, but
now he wouldn’t be pleasant.
     
    And then the voicemail machine picked
up.
     
    “I’m not in right now, and assuming you know
who I am and what you’re getting yourself into, leave a message at
the beep,” came the deep voice of the man Alexander had found
himself so surprisingly enamored with.
     
    The phone beeped and Alexander let out a
little squeak, willing his mouth to move. “Um. Hello,” he murmured.
Yes, a good strong start. Now to let him down gently and... “Yes,
this is, well, um. Anyway, err… goodbye.”
     
    He hung up the phone as fast as he could,
his breath quickening. “I think that went well,” he said to
himself. “Really smooth.” A shooting pain ran up his hand and he
frowned harder. The mess in the kitchen could wait, he was
exhausted, and wanted terribly to hide away in his room.
     
    When he walked back into the living room
Elijah sat up, rubbing at his eyes. “You talking to yourself
again?” Elijah asked sleepily.
     
    “As a matter of fact, yes,” Alexander said.
His tone was a little sour and he walked to his bedroom door. “You
going to stay over tonight?”
     
    Elijah yawned, a bit too tired to notice
Alexander’s dampened mood. “If it isn’t a problem?”
     
    “Of course not, you know where the blankets
are,” Alexander said, forcing a smile to his face. “Jeez, Eli, you
look exhausted.”
     
    “Hanging around you is having a negative
effect on me, Alex. I swear, I might be developing a normal
sleeping schedule.”
     
    Alexander sighed, turning as he felt the
tears well up again. He felt so entirely overemotional, like
perhaps he’d break.
     
    Elijah noticed this change, now more awake,
and he inwardly chided himself for his usually well received
taunts. 'I never know with him,' Elijah thought, watching Alexander
pause at the door.
     
    “Good night, Eli. I’ll wake you early so you
can hop back to your place before work,” Alexander said, opening
his bedroom door. Alexander smiled just slightly, and Elijah
returned it, hoping Alexander’s mood was shifting.
     
    “Night, sweet prince,” Elijah teased,
earning a larger smile from Alexander.
     
    “You have mental issues,” Alexander
said.
     
    “What does that say about you, being best
friends with the guy who has mental issues?” Elijah asked, punching
at his pillow.
     
    “That I take pity on the less fortunate,”
Alexander replied. “Night, you crazy.”
     
    Elijah made a grunting noise and chucked a
pillow at the door.
     
    “Not nice!” Alexander squeaked, closing the
door and giggling despite himself. He couldn’t help himself, not
around Elijah. “Crazy,” he muttered under