Two of a Kind ( in writing)

How could it be that two people from different life styles grow up so similar. I calmed myself down after hearing his story. How alone he must have felt. He had not a single person to turn to. "Jessie, you're not alone anymore, as long as you want me to stay, I'll remain by your side." I spoke softly wiping tears from my cheeks. "You dont have to do this alone anymore. There is no need to run and hide anymore . I've got your back. Promise. " I smiled as best I could. Jessie walked over to me placed his lips on my forhead and kissed me softly before pulling me into an embrace.

" It would make me very happy for you to stay by my side. You're the first person to make me want to believe in myself and to make me feel like a man. You have given me so much." he squeezed me tighter before pulling back releasing me from his embrace. Holding me at arms length he gazed into my eyes, gently brushed a tear from my eye with his thumb. " No more crying, ok?"

"ok" I nodded all puffy faced. he wrapped me in his embrace once more till my nerves had settled .

We found not only comfort but strength together that day. However, we knew that things would not stay calm for long and going back to the campus had to be done. we agreed to stay together at the cabin for a few more days.

We slept most of the next day as our wounds healed. I woke to the aroma of coffee and food. my stomach lurched forward as if i had tried to kill it. I had not eaten much in the last few days. hunger pains were a good sign my body was healing. rubbing my eyes and dragging my feet I lazily walked into the kitchen Jessie stood with his back to me as he flipped eggs in the pan. He had just placed the last one on a plate when he noticed me looking at him. he froze looked me up and down.

" ahem.... you look refreshed. " he said slyly with blushing cheeks. I looked down to see I only had a tshirt and Panties on. my face went scarlet, I ran to the bed room and got dressed. coming back to the kitchen he had waited for me. poured me a cup of coffee Nd a glass of oj.

sorry Bout that.

it's ok it's your house

yea but still. I glanced up at him his eyes caring and soft staring back at me. he leaned over grabbed my hands squeezed them gently . you need to eat. he placed a fork in one hand Nd. knife in the other.

I could so fall for him.