Have you read Carter’s yet? ...if you haven’t, you should before you move on....
“Miles, how does all of this make you feel?”
“Well, I will say that how LJ showed up wasn't exactly ideal.”
“Ideal? Miles, he had a whole week before and even after that he could have said ‘By the way, I’m that brother you were told about.’ But he didn’t. I can’t help but feel that there is something else we are missing and I don’t know. Maybe I am being paranoid about the whole damn thing.”
“No, you’re not being paranoid, babe. I agree that the timing of the whole damn situation isn’t exactly perfect in any way.” Miles sighed, running his hand over his face and looking around, “One day it was just me and Brianna and then the next thing I know we have this kid, barely out of uni, showing up and it’s suddenly we have a little brother that our father had no issues bringing into the world. A father, I might add that has done an absolutely spectacular job leaving a massive trail of fuck ups, one after another, yours truly included.”
And before either Carter or the doc can get a word in edgewise...
“And before you go and say that I’m not, I have a laundry list of proof that I am. But it’s because I know exactly the bullshit that dear ole da left behind that is a trail that is on fire...It’s why I have tried to spend time with him, because I don’t know what to make of it either.” Miles just shrugged, “I’ve had to learn by just going with it. I’ve had people come and go in my life so often, that either they are there or they’re not. To find out that out of nowhere I have a little brother, that Brianna has a little brother...”
“I take it Brianna is your twin sister?”
“Yeah, and she is about as suspicious of him as he is. I can’t even begin to explain the whole Ally situation either. Alexandra has had to also plow her way through a briar patch of psychos herself, and I can’t explain what is going on between those two, but sometimes you can’t stop attraction.”
Miles sits back and is trying to just process the whole thing.
“Maybe I shouldn’t have said anything.” Carter quietly spoke out after a few ticks of silence.
“Carter-” Dr. Delacore goes to say but Miles sits up and looks at his fiance.
“No. Sorry doc, didn’t mean to cut you off there.” She nods and motions Miles continues on, “-but, babe, that’s the idea behind this right? Getting things out like this before we get married because we don’t want anything to blow up our relationship. LJ, as he likes to be called, because he doesn’t think too highly of the sperm donor of our lives, is a part of that. I don’t know what to do about it. I’m just trying to get to know him and I don’t know any other way. I mean, Doc what would you do if I were in my place?”
“I wish I could tell you. It seems like your hands were almost tied in a way.”
Miles looks at Carter and motions as to say ‘see?’ before he somewhat smirks and in an almost comedy of errors Miles accepts that this is their life, “That’s one way to put it. And he and Ally aren’t all over each other, he posts shit on twitter or x or whatever the hell you call it, she fawns over it, they flirt, it goes silent for a few days.”
“Maybe they’ve moved it to private messaging since he slyly gave her his phone number.” Carter laughed out.
“I missed that, when did that happen?”
“Rumor has it, when you were off with Ally’s kid.”
“Dammit, I miss everything sometimes. Apparently I miss how you’re really feeling about my brother, and one of my close friends.” you can see how Miles feels like a fool for even missing this.
“Well that’s what these sessions are all about, Miles. I can tell you’ve never really dug too deep into your relationships like this before?”
“Can’t say I really have. With Carter, I encouraged this even when he felt like he needed to keep it from me that he was seeing you after everything that happened with his ex. It’s actually refreshing to be completely and openly honest with someone that I love. Of course, I don’t think that I’ve ever felt like this with anyone else, hence the ring on his finger that I’m looking to add to.”
“I take it they were nothing like this?”
“There has never been anything like this in my life until a year and almost a half ago. The reason I said something about Ally flirting with me is because I’m pansexual. I’ve had different types of relationships, some long term, some not so long term. The last relationship I was in, I spent most of the time getting gaslit and made to feel guilty that we both had professions that kept us busy. I felt so low before I just walked away.”
Miles looks at Carter, and takes his hand.
“I don’t want that for us and it’s why I don’t mind taking the punches to the gut with these sessions.”
“Well I think that’s the best way to end this then.”
“Wow, already?” Miles said out loud.
“Sometimes that’s how these things go. But like I said, we’ll have a few more of these before the big day. So, same time, next week?”
“I think,” Carter says before looking to Miles and he just nods, “I think so.”
“And maybe I should start thinking about doing some solo sessions of my own,” Miles said with a big breath, “Apparently, I have things I need to work through too.”
“Well that can all be made with my secretary on your way out. I look forward to seeing you both again soon.” she said holding the door open, before she stops them both, “This was a good start, both of you.”
Several Things To Say
“I do not want to do this.”
It’s a simple view.
Miles in that large overstuffed chair that he refused to get rid of when they had decided to redo the entire condo that our boys call home. It was the only thing that really stayed beyond their personal possessions, in the way of furniture. It was one of the first things Miles had actually bought when he moved in back in early January 2023. It was an ugly colour but it’s comfortable enough that he was able to convince Carter to let him keep it.
Even out in the open of the living space, which was a major accomplishment in of itself.
But Miles sat in it, he had turned it so he could look out of of one of the massive ceiling to floor windows where they had an absolutely amazing view of the desert landscape of Las Vegas. It was super early in the morning and even Kristjan hadn’t come banging on his door yet for one of their early morning runs yet.
You see, Miles hadn’t really been sleeping all that well lately...again...especially when the show’s rundown got out and no matter how hard he had tried to put a positive spin on it, there was nothing positive about some bitch trying to force Miles and Carter to knock each other out.
“I don’t know how much clearer I can make this but ever since this match was announced by the woman who became Queen for a Day at Into the Void, I have been trying and trying to figure out how to really make this work...and you guys, I am trying to be nice but in my head I have a whole lot of more names for Victoria Lyons that is nowhere near the term “Queen.” and her proclamations of this absolute horseshit of a match.”
The breath that was let out, would have easily echoed off the walls of the place had they not been adorn with the decor that somehow amazingly fit both men, even all the pictures that sat on the tables. All he could do is lean back and fold his hands over his face, trying his best to stay calm.
But...
“You’re damn right, I’m pissed about this. This is not the first time that I have had to take Carter on, in fact the last time we were in any type of match it was for the Roulette Championship and a lot of people found out I could actually carry a tune with some seriously questionable music taste. Part of me even still has PTSD from that match after I found out that Carter had entered into it with a broken finger, and never told anyone about it.”
“Victoria thinks it’s funny that she has done this to us, but instead she doesn’t seem to grasp the concept that by her doing this is only bringing back things that we have rather wanted to long forget about. It’s apparently fucking hilarious to her and somewhere in that convoluted mind, she thinks that this is only going to bring Carter and I even closer. Nah. All you’ve managed to do, you absolute twat, is dredge up months of memories where Carter was getting beat by his then boyfriend and having my hands absolutely tied to be able to do anything about it.”
That still lived fresh, even after almost 2 years.
“And honestly, part of me isn’t shocked that this has happened, because let’s face facts, the fates have been teasing this for a while now, but the fact that Ms. Lyons has the absolute audacity to claim that this is only going to bring my fiance and I even closer, is not only a slap in the face of everything we have been through but is completely ignorant and proof positive that you haven’t had anything tickle your fancy that hasn’t run on batteries.”
He leaned forward and just shook his head. He was doing everything he could to just not let it all unleash but at this moment, what was the fucking point.
“No, fuck this. Fuck you Victoria. If you had put Carter and I into a regular competitive match that would be one thing, mind you we still would have our trepidations- but you are telling us that in order to win the match we need to knock the other out? I will not ever intentionally hurt my soon to be husband.”
And he points to himself, there is always that line that you do not cross and this was crossing it with him.
“And you all know me, I have never backed down from any challenge but this, this is a line that I will not cross. No matter what Victoria Lyons says, no matter what the consequence is to either of us, you Queen or not are not going to force my hand. You will however have a nice set of middle fingers your way with all the respect that you have garnered from this powertrip you are on. You and your so-called powers can kiss my ass. I’m out.”
