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Authors Note: The song I used was Always by Bon Jovi.

Always

By: Pam Marks

Waking he looked over his shoulder to see his bed mate still sleeping. Wetting his lower lip he began to slide out of the bed and seeing the door in his sight skirted to it. His dad was going to kill him. All he was gonna do was maybe go see a mountain and maybe look around. His bus ticket has expired but that did not matter to him. Shutting his eyes when the dream he had had last night and on the bus entered his mind he stopped walking and looked back at the man in the bed.

Stopping in tracks for the door had left him a little uneasy on his feet and he inhaled sharply when the man looked just like the man from his dream just slightly older. Eight by twelve four-bit room. I am a man of means by no means, king of the road. Shutting his eyes tears wiled up in his blue eyes as he heard the song that had been playing on the radio when the man that he had been waiting on him at the small one roomed house on the outskirts of town met the man that he believed was him.

Try to understand

I've made mistakes I'm just a man

When he holds you close when he pulls you near

When he says the words you've been meaning to hear

I wish I was him

With those words of mine

Walking out of the house Jack stopped cold as he was in the same back yard that he had been in, in the dream. Feeling the world spin he began to kick the dirt and throw various objects. When the man that was named Ennis shut him down on all accounts of being with him and living with him he had gotten back in his truck and had left quickly.

Still remembering the kicked feeling and the wet cold tears that had streamed down his face in the way to where he had no clue, he began to pick up various pieces of equipment at the old broken down truck sitting a few yards away from him before the pieces of equipment ran out turning into rocks from the dirt path that some might consider a drive way.

If you told me to cry for you I could

If you told me to die for you I would

Now the pictures that you left behind

Are just memories of a different life

"Jack!" Ennis called from the door at him as he threw more rocks and harder at the truck sitting now a few yards away. Not noticing that Ennis has left the doorway of the house and was now running to him he began to let out strangled cries as he almost fell over a few times as he grasped for more rocks.

Grabbed from behind Ennis soothed him as best he could as he dragged him back into the house with him "Shh cowboy. Shhh."

Dragged back into the house he began swing and kick as he was dragged back into the bedroom where he was promptly drugged with a needle that Ennis got from a nightstand from beside his bed. Feeling the tranks start to work he went still on the bed and motionless as his eyes began to shut to a slit open state.

POne they made you have to say goodbye

What I wouldn't give to run my fingers through your hair

Come on

To be continued…..