Yes, Forever: Part Five

By Bailey Bradford

Making up his mind to get what he wants—who he wants—and going after it are two entirely different things.

Struggling with depression and adjusting to new meds, John finds his resolve to convince Benji of his sincerity. It's hard enough to drag himself out of bed each day, and the medication makes him sluggish, which doesn't help.But it also begins to stabilise him, to ease back the depression and help John to see what he wants and what he's been lying to himself about. The things people do and tell themselves to help them cope can also confine and constrain them. John wants no tethers save the love of one man.He'll need to come clean with himself, and with Benji. Talking is so much more difficult than fucking, but John will do whatever it takes to bring him and Benji together.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Pride Publishing
• Release date: Jun 7, 2013
• ISBN: 9781781843208

Bailey Bradford

A native Texan, Bailey spends her days spinning stories around in her head, which has contributed to more than one incident of tripping over her own feet. Evenings are reserved for pounding away at the keyboard, as are early morning hours. Sleep? Doesn't happen much. Writing is too much fun, and there are too many characters bouncing about, tapping on Bailey's brain demanding to be let out. Caffeine and chocolate are permanent fixtures in Bailey's office and are never far from hand at any given time. Removing either of those necessities from Bailey's presence can result in what is known as A Very, Very Scary Bailey and is not advised under any circumstances.

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Yes, Forever: Part Five

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©Copyright Bailey Bradford 2013

Cover Art by Posh Gosh ©Copyright June 2013

Edited by Rebecca Douglas

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YES, FOREVER: PART FIVE

Bailey Bradford

Part Five in the Yes, Forever Serial

Making up his mind to get what he wants—who he wants—and going after it are two entirely different things.

Struggling with depression and adjusting to new meds, John finds his resolve to convince Benji of his sincerity. It’s hard enough to drag himself out of bed each day, and the medication makes him sluggish, which doesn’t help.

But it also begins to stabilise him, to ease back the depression and help John to see what he wants and what he’s been lying to himself about. The things people do and tell themselves to help them cope can also confine and constrain them. John wants no tethers save the love of one man.

He’ll need to come clean with himself, and with Benji. Talking is so much more difficult than fucking, but John will do whatever it takes to bring him and Benji together.

Dedication

To the wonderful people at TEB, thank you.

Chapter Thirteen

The church was bigger than John had expected, even after seeing pictures online. He knew well enough that photo shopping could create places that appeared more appealing virtually than in reality. That wasn’t the case with the God’s Love church.

The building itself appeared to be an architect’s fantasy come to fruition, with a very modern design. Sharp angles, varying roof heights as well as dozens of windows framed with intricate trim…the church was impressive.

Love the steps, Henry murmured, and John had to agree. The steps leading up to the church were as wide as the building itself, and they came out in a curvature that looked to be almost flowing as they glinted bronze under the sun.

Crowded, too, John pointed out as he looked for a place to park. There had to be at least a hundred cars there, maybe more. Who knew, he murmured, more to himself than to Henry.

Henry picked up on it anyway. Yeah, well, I bet there’s a bunch of people like me who feel lost. When society tells you you’re wrong, an abomination and shouldn’t have rights like everyone else, it makes you question everything.

It’s getting better. The fact that this church is even here is proof of that. John had to believe it, too, otherwise life would be too depressing even with his medications. No one wanted to be hated and shunned.

Yeah, I guess. We could always move to a different state, or country. Henry snorted. Your mom would skin me for even saying that.

She would. None of her babies can move away.

Henry didn’t say anything else and John feared he was thinking about how his own parents didn’t care where he was. John couldn’t imagine that. He found a parking spot in the ass-end of the lot and shortly after they were walking towards the church. Several people greeted them, nothing too intense, just hi and welcome. It was weird, but John…liked it, and Henry was smiling in a way John hadn’t seen him do for a while.

The steps were gorgeous, and numerous. By the time we get to the top and find a seat inside, we’ll be too tired to stay awake during the sermon, John told Henry.

No kidding.

To the side of the