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Fan Fiction - Casey & Zeke - Wild & Untamed (36/ ???)

Hello everyone! Have a wonderful weekend ... though it's almost over.

Today I was in the mood for a bit more writing, I hope you will like the result.



Title: Wild & Untamed (36/?)
Fandom: Casey / Zeke
Rating: R
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 / twenty-one / twenty-two / twenty-three /twenty-four / twenty-five / twenty-six / twenty-seven / twenty-eight / twenty-nine /thirty / thirty-one /thirty-two / thirty-three / thirty-four / thirty-five /

This story is written for romeny

It was Monday. When Casey got into the school bus, he knew instantly what had happened. All eyes were turned on him. He heard the secret giggling and whispering from the girls. The guys grinned more open right into his face. When he wanted to sit down on his usual seat, Gerry Michels put his legs onto it and hissed:
"Back off, fag boy!"

Loud enough to be heard by the others nearby. Careful enough to not attracting the interest from the bus-driver. He was known as a man who tolerated no fights in his bus. Casey knew, for the moment he was safe. But he could imagine what would await him at school.

He sat down onto the empty seat right behind the driver and took out a book from his backpack, pretending to read. His thoughts were racing. So they already knew! Typically Herrington High. No one knew where a rumor came from, but if it was out it spread like wildfire.

Not that he cared about it. He had always been the geek, the loner at school, ignored and bullied. For him wouldn't change much. But he was not sure what Zeke would think of all this.

For years he had kept his secret just for himself. He was seen as The Zeke, the guy who could break every girls heart. Always tough and a bit aloof. Respected from everyone. His rep was important for him - more important than anything else? Would he rather go to prison than be known as gay in the whole school?

Casey was not sure about it. The whole weekend he wasn't able to think of anything else but Zeke. Finally he had asked his dad for permission to call him at least. He just wanted to know that he was okay.

His father obviously was still struggling with all what he had heard this morning - he had barely talked to him on their way home and when Casey tried to apologize he had nodded briefly but kept quiet. But when Casey asked him for permission to call he had agreed. Zeke had not answered the phone.

When Casey left the schoolbus he looked across to the parking lot. His heart started to race. The GTO was already there. A few guys were lingering around, but Zeke didn't show up. Casey bit his lower lip.This was unusual. Zeke always stayed around the parking lot in the morning - enjoying a last cigarette before school, making his first dealings. Then he casually sauntered over to the school, joking with the guys, flirting with every girl he met. Casey was always waiting for him in the lockerroom. Sometimes there was a chance for secret eye contact, for a smile and a wink. Enough to show Casey that Zeke was thinking of him.

Today it was wasted time. Casey was waiting and waiting, ignoring the looks and the giggles by all the others. Finally he had to go into his classroom, feeling more nervous than ever before. This morning he had literature and history - two courses he didn't share with Zeke. He would have to wait till lunch to at least have a look at him.

But at lunch the GTO was gone.

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Tuesday was worse.

He felt lousy after a night without sleep with tossing and turning around, his mind full of disturbing feelings. Monday after school he had tried to call Zeke again, without success.

This was starting to drive him crazy. He needed to know what was up to him. Why he didn't answer his phone. Why he had left school yesterday. If they were still ... together.

Casey just needed to close his eyes and he was back to their last afternoon. There was something between them. Feelings - serious feelings. It had started as sex. But it had changed. They had planned their first date. They had spoken about the future - a future together? This afternoon everything had been possible.

Today nothing could be taken for granted. Maybe there was no 'together' any longer. But for the moment it didn't matter. For now he just wanted to talk to him.

However, this morning Zeke's GTO wasn't around in the parking lot. Nevertheless Casey waited for him in the lockerroom and stared at the bawdy caricature someone had stuck onto his locker. 'Have a nice day, Fag boy'. He smirked. As if he would care.

Half an hour later. Art course. His new photo project. He had worked on it for weeks now. And he knew it was good. Maybe one of the best he had ever done. But Mr. Brown looked at it disregardful and frowned.

"This isn't much good, Casey. I'm afraid it's one of the worst you've ever done. Probably you are too distracted with other things than to carry out your tasks with sufficient care. I'm sorry, I cannot place your work in the exhibition this year. This honor is only meant for special students."

Only one week ago this still had been different. Mr. Brown had discussed his project with him even after school, he had given him some good advice and finally he had put his hand onto his shoulder.

"Don't worry, Casey, you're on the right track. Just follow it and your project will surely find its way into the lobby of the gallery."

Casey knew the real cause for his changing of mind. Mr. Brown wanted a showcase student for Herrington High. Not a geeky boy who just had admitted that he was fucking with other guys.

He couldn't care less. Not for the moment.

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But the worst was yet to come. At lunch Casey had retreated onto the bleachers as usual - the summer was definitely over, it was cold and misty and no one was around to bother him. He needed the time to calm down and to think all over.

Maybe this all was just because of him. Maybe Zeke just tried to avoid to meet him. Maybe Zeke hated him for what he had done. This afternoon he would ask his parents for permission to go to Zeke. He would even beg them. He needed to go. He needed to talk to him - face to face - no matter if Zeke would like this or not.

After this decision he felt a bit better. At least it would clear the things up. Everything would be better than this trembling uncertainty. He left the bleachers and headed for the rest room. He had just opened the door when he stopped thunderstruck.

"... don't have that much money with me," he heard someone whispering.

The voice came from one of the stalls and it sounded quite uneasy. A scornful snort was the answer.

"Sorry, guys! I'm not the welfare. Times have changed. Take it and pay ... or you better fuck off!"

go to part 37

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Ooh ooh! Zeke... bad boy!
I admit it, I'm a trembling sap for bad boy Zeke, but this doesn't bode well for Casey. On one hand if Zeke's back to business, or bigger business, he protects himself from students. But if he gets caught after his recent trouble...

Poor Casey, so ignored and uncertain. Can't wait for the next chapter :)

Bad, bad boy ;) Oh yeah ... bad boys can be hot. And in a way Casey likes his bad boy too.

Next part soon, very soon!

Oh no! It's all coming apart. Maybe there was no 'together' any longer. That broke my heart!

Casey has sacrificed everything, his safety, his reputation, maybe even his career if the teachers will not approve his work. And all out of love to save Zeke. I can't believe Zeke is back in school and hasn't even bothered to seek Casey out. Doesn't he understand what happened? Please - we need the next part quickly to see what happens!

Oh, I needed to do this. Always the good boys, being happy together ... hm ... it was time to change this ;)

Next part is coming ... tomorrow.

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Yes, poor Casey, he did what he needed to do. But is Zeke able to understand? We will see soon ;)

Oh no! Poor Casey, he did what he needed to do to help Zeke, but now it looks bad for their relationship and for Zeke's future. More soon?

More soon, promised! I can't leave my boys in the mess for longer ... or maybe I can? We will see where this is going to.

And you left us here? You bad bad bad lady!!
*hugs tight*
;)

Me ??? Bad ???
;)
Sometimes it's fun to be bad. Ask Zeke!

More soon!

Casey knew the real cause for his changing of mind. Mr. Brown wanted a showcase student for Herrington High. Not a geeky boy who just had admitted that he was fucking with other guys.

Oh, whatta jackass! Doesn't that idiot art teacher KNOW that most art comes from TEH GAY?? Lol. Oh well, his loss. I'm glad Casey's trying to find focus, and overlooking the meaningless, stupid cruelties.

But oh, Zeke... what ARE you doin...!

Jepp, stupid teacher! Stupid Zeke ... maybe ... we will see. Poor Casey!

More soon, maybe tomorrow!

How did I manage to miss this?

Alright Ms. Pris, what's going on now with our Zeke? Don't make me come over there and kick some butt, meaning writers err, Zeke's. Where is he and what is he doing?!?

Lol, don't worry about missing. The boys are always waiting for you to come by.

Yes, what is Zeke doing in the moment? How can he dare it to do this to poor Casey? ;)

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