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Fan Fiction - Casey & Zeke - Pictures (31 / 32 )

Hello, Good morning F-List! Wish you a wonderful, relaxing weekend!

But now, next part of "Pictures" .... it will be part 31 - the next to last one ... I don't know whether I'm happy or sad about this! Five month writing , 100+ pages - much longer than expected. It's hard to let them go on one side, but on the other side I think it's time for it. Just feeling a bit melancholic ... I'm not sure if I could do something like this again. Well, I've some ideas in my mind - longer and shorter ones - oh yes, and there is "Summerstorm" waiting to be completed. I hope you don't mind to read more of my scribbling ...

Well, but now let's go to "Pictures" .




Title: Pictures (31 / 32 )
Fandom: mostly Casey and his dad
Rating: PG13
Disclaimer: of course, not mine

Previous parts: one / two / three / four / five / six / seven / eight / nine / ten / eleven / twelve / thirteen / fourteen / fifteen / sixteen / seventeen / eighteen / nineteen / twenty / twentyone / twentytwo / twentythree / twentyfour / twentyfive / twentysix / twentyseven / twentyeight / twentynine / thirty


"Casey!"

"Dad?"

"Go and pack your bags, Casey! You will come home with me today!"

Casey swallowed. Nothing had changed! After all the weeks they hadn't even talked to each other, all he did was to demand more. Not even one question about how he was doing. Just new demands. It would go to be a hard fight ...

"I won't, Dad! I'll never come back again! I can't!"

"Nonsense! You need to go to school! You need to graduate next year!"

"I know ... and I surely will! But after graduation ... I'll move to California."

If things would work out well! If the art school would accept him! Casey knew, in the moment he was just dreaming about his future in Frisco, but he wouldn't admit this. Not in this moment, not to his dad. His father pursed his lips.

"You will go to college, Casey! I've spoken with my old friend Gerald. He is a teacher in Boston at the MIT and he says, with your grades it would be a shame if you choose another way ... "

Casey shook the head.
"We don't need to talk about this, dad," he murmured.
"I'm not going to MIT!"

His father snorted angry.
"You are such a stupid boy, Casey. MIT! Do you know what this mean? No one pass up this golden opportunity! For a ridiculous dream ..."

"But it's my dream. Even if you will never understand, I will go for it!"

"Really, I've never understood you. I always wanted the best for you. I gave you every chance - but you never wanted it! You always was rebellious, you always dreamed about stupid shit. It feels like it is a great satisfaction for you to abase me ..."

Casey smiled sadly.
"I never wanted to hurt you, Dad! I just wanted to be myself. I just wanted to be accepted like I am. But you was never interested in me ... it was always just about you! Your ideas of my life!

I've tried it, dad, I tried it so hard, to show you my dreams. I'll never forget my sixth birthday. Grandma had given me my first camera. I wanted to check it out - together with you. But you laughed at me, as ever. You dragged my into the next football stadium instead. Because you wanted to show to me what red-blooded men were like. I hated it ... I hated you ...

Casey's voice became a whisper while he continued.
"And then, a few years later, I wanted to go to this art exhibition in Columbus. I begged you again and again, but you forbade me to go. But ... what you have never got to know: one weekend, you were on business trip, Mom is gone with me. Just one of our secret, little trips! We always had so much fun together ... without you ... she wanted to understand my dreams ... but ... however ... you've always stood between us!"

A short moment Mr. Connor kept quiet.
"Your mother ... your mother is like you!" he finally said.
"All too weak to see what is important. She never understood! You were a child, Casey, a very difficult child! She never knew what was good for you! She would just have spoiled you!"

"I'm not a child any longer! Next month I will be legal. And you cannot force me come back with you!"

"This is ridiculous, Casey! You are eighteen years old. You have not a penny on your name. What do you want to do? Living on the street? Or moving together again with this ... criminal subject?"

Casey's head jerked round sharply. Until now it just had hurt, but this was too much. He could feel annoyance climbing up in himself.

"Don't do this," he hissed.
"Don't you dare it ever again! You have no right to speak about Zeke in this way! I don't know what I would have done without him.

Remember? You hit me and kicked me out of the house. It was raining cat's and dogs, I had no money and I didn't know where to go. You are my father - you should care about me - but in this very moment you gave a fucking shit!

Zeke had no reason to help me, but he was there ... and he didn't ask for anything. He was just there for me! And he is still here! He gives me more than you was ready to give my during my whole life!"

Casey desperately panted for air. He couldn't cope with this any longer. He had to go out here, he felt this. Zeke ... he needed Zeke. And he needed him now! But when he turned to the door, his father held him back.

"Casey! Don't go! Please!"

Casey stopped, feeling numbly. Please?! His father never asked for anything, he never begged, he always demanded.

"I was not coming to argue with you. Let us talk, Casey, talking sense, okay?"

Casey narrowed his eyes.
"What do you want to talk about? I will never be the son you always wanted to have! I won't go to MIT! I won't become the super-scientist you want me to be! I'm just gonna be a ridiculous, little photographer. Nothing you would be proud about!"

His father's answer made Casey almost speechless.
"Yes, I know! I'm not lucky with your decision, but if this is what you want ... I will accept it. Go to art school! Maybe it is the right thing for you."

Casey swallowed.
"Jesus fucking christ!"

"Don't swear, Casey! I have had a look at your photo albums which you left behind ... I don't understand a lot of it, but I have sent a few photos to a friend in New York. He is working there at a gallery and he was really impressed. He said, with a suitable education you could become a good photographer. One of the best!

Well ... maybe your future prospects aren't that bad. You could be one of the best paid photographers one day, maybe you can win the Pulitzer-Prize and ... "

Casey had to smile. No, his father would never change. He could only accept the greatest, the best, the most successful ones. But he decided to enjoy this moment - the first time in his life, that his father was ready to give in. It was not necessary to tell him, that it was not about fame or money, but just about the fulfillment of his dreams, about his own life.

His father jolted him out of his thoughts when he continued.
"I've decided to support you if you really want to go this way. This school in San Francisco, it seems to be a good one ... I will pay the school fees and of course I will assume all your other costs, too.

But ...well ... hrm ... this other nonsense! Casey, I know, you're still a young boy. We will forget this stupid intermezzo. You didn't knew what you were doing! Over the next years you will focus completely on your education. Later there will be enough time to find a nice girl, who is ready to back you up ... "

Casey sighed. For a short moment he has hoped that his father at least started to understand. But he was wrong. He still tried to control and to manipulate everything.

"It's okay, Dad," he said.
"I don't need your money. I can do it by myself. Grandma ... do you actually know about the trust fund which she set up at my birth? It will disbursed soon. It's not that much, but it will be enough for a good start. I will also look for a job. Maybe I could work as a photographer, doing shots at weddings, birthdays .... I could earn a bit money with it and at the same time I'm gonna learn a lot."

He hesitated a short moment, but then he straightened his back. He had to say it, he owned it to Zeke and to himself.
"And this ... other nonsense ... this is a part of my life. I am gay, Dad! You cannot change it. There will never be a girl by my side. I won't deny who I am any longer!"

The face of his father darkened.
"My God, you are serious, aren't you? Have you considered this really well?"

Casey nodded.
"Yeah! Zeke and I, we are together. And I won't be ashamed for this. Zeke is the very best what has ever happened to me. He never tries to change me. He loves me like I am. He is there, just by my side, whenever I need him. He is all I want!"

He looked at his father's stony face. He seemed to fight with his feelings.
"This is hard to believe, Casey," he finally murmured with a broken voice.
"You are my son! You can't be ... this way! This is ... just disgusting!"

"I'm sorry, Dad!"

Their eyes were meeting. There was a slight, sad smile in his Dad's eyes, Casey couldn't understand.
"Don't be sorry, Casey! I'm proud of you!"

"You ... What ... ?"

"Yes, I am proud of you! I can't understand what you're doing, Casey. I can't accept it. But you're grown up. I would have never thought that one day you would be so strong and ready to fight for whatever you want. You will make your way, right? Yes, I'm sure, you will make it!"

Casey felt tears rising up in his eyes. Resolutely he forced them back. It was not the time to be weak. Not now! Not here!

But when he turned to the door, his father held him back again.
"Casey! Just one more word! When you're back in Herrington again ... maybe ... maybe you could come over for lunch, or so? ... Your mom ... I think, she's missing you!"

Casey slowly nodded.
"Yeah. Yeah, I think, I could do this," he whispered and run out of the house.

***

Zeke pulled him into his arms. He felt him trembling.
"Shshsh. Everything okay. It's over, baby! You don't need to meet him again, if you don't want it!"

"He is proud of me," whispered Casey.

"What?"

"He has said, he is proud of me! We talked ... about college ... about Frisco ... and I told him about us ... And he said, he is proud of me, because I'm so strong!"

All the tension of the last hour loosened when he burst into tears. But it was all right. In Zeke's arm's it was okay to feel weak. Zeke would understand. Zeke would always be there for him. Zeke would keep him save. Zeke would love him. Everything was okay!


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Beautiful! Just beautiful!
I love how Casey afraid but stood up for himself. I love how that strength gave Frank something to think about. His son may not go in the direction he wants but he'd proved himself and it had to be accepted.

I also love the roundabout invitation back into his parents lives. And that he was safe in Zeke's arms knowing Zeke wouldn't judge him for it.

He's grown up a lot in the last few weeks. Found his own strength through Zeke. He's gonna do just fine xx

Thank you.

I wanted this confrontation between them and I wanted to show that Casey is grown up and ready to stand up against his dad. Ready enough to impress him ...

What a sweet chapter. All Casey had to do was to assert himself and his father gave way. If I was Mrs. Connor, though, I'd have a surprise for mister by having his bags packed at the door. 'If you don't come back with my son, don't come back, buddy.' I'm tired of these a**hole parents!

Sigh. It's nice to see how Casey has grown through all this turmoil and how he's gone on with his life and plans without his father's input. And I especially love how he's validated Zeke and their relationship. Loved this.

Thank you, romeny.
Yes, Casey needed this, to stand up to his father and to know that Zeke will be always there for him helps a lot. At least his father is impressed a bit ...

Go Casey! I'm so glad he told his father off and that, surprisingly his father admitted he was proud of Casey. It's about time he accepted his beautiful son for who he is.

Adore the last paragraph!

I needed the last paragraph - at least a bit of the boys together - and of course, Casey needed his Zeke after this confrontation.

What a tug-of-war that was. Mr. C. just doesn't know where to go with this, lol! Very glad he's accepting Casey as he is, though--even if it's hard for him. I'd say counseling is in order for these people!

Almost over!! :O!!!

I think, Casey is surprising his dad with his strength. He is so grown up and finally he had to accept that his son has chosen his own way.

I loved the passion in this chapter, how Casey pours his heart out. He's fighting for the right to live his own life and he's doing it with dignity and strength.

Zeke had no reason to help me, but he was there ...and he didn't ask for anything. He was just there for me! And he is still here! He gives me more than you was ready to give my during my whole life!"

I felt so sorry for Casey in that. He's had to struggle so hard. I like the idea that he and his Mom formed a secret partnership and managed to enjoy and dream together sometimes. His Dad is a fool, to have missed out on all that and his wonderful son.

Casey has so much wisdom to know that happiness doesn't come from grand success. He's so lucky to have found Zeke and the trust is total between them. What a great future they can have.

Beautiful!

Casey is so grown up during the last weeks, thanks for Zeke and his grandma. He finally is ready to stand up to his dad and in a way he impressed him.

And ... yesss .. da great future for the boys ... hm ... Casey in Frisco and Zeke in Ohio ;)

WOW! I hadn't see the "I'm proud of you" coming!!
Casey needed it so much!!
:)
*hugs*

I think, his father has never realized before how strong Casey can be. That he is ready to stand up for his dreams and for what he is impressed him in a way, even though he can't really understand it.

Edited at 2009-11-16 05:46 am (UTC)

29, 30, 31, waouh, you're a fast writer, I won't complain :)
The lovemaking chapter was very beautiful, Zeke suddenly unsure was heart clenching, and so sweet !
Casey can be proud of himself to stand for his choices, I guess that was the only way to gain respect from his father, I hope Mr Connor with let it go and open his heart to his real son, not the one he dreamed about, that would be a wonderful thing for Casey. The things for his chilwood Casey reminds him are really tough, and it's no wonder that Casey was such a shy and frightened boy before meeting Zeke.
And Zeke support is so strong, he's wonderful.
Thanks :)

Thanks for reading. Oh, not that fast, the chapters are so short, but it's easier for me to write in this way (and maybe easier for all of you to follow me rough english ;) )

Yes, Casey can be proud of himself - and finally his father is, too. He really needs this!

You created a really lighthearted mood in this. Great for Casey that his father finally accepts who he is and what he wants to do.

Great next part - even if I am a bit sad, too, that it will be over soon. =(

Casey deserves this - at least a bit acceptence by his father. He is so grown up during the last weeks, thanks for Zeke and his Grandma.

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I think it was high time for his dad finally to realize what a strong and wonderful son he has, even if it's hard for him to accept the way Casey wants to go. But it's Casey's life - not his - and he has to let him go.

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