Another Un-edited Sample From Isaiah's Love

Isaiah couldn’t believe that they had talked on the phone all night as he sat on the edge of his bed running his hands through his hair.  He had learned a lot about Caleb from their conversation, his favourite colour, his favourite food, that he played an instrument.  The fact that Caleb was quite skilled in the acoustic guitar was something Isaiah had a hard time wrapping his head around.  Apparently his grandfather had taught him before he passed.  Isaiah took a deep breath and shut off his alarm before it sounded, he could hear his mother moving around in the kitchen.  She would probably be coming in soon just to make sure that he was awake.  His eyes were already starting to feel heavy and he wasn’t sure how he was going to make it through any of his classes today let alone the Tuesday practice that he had to attend tonight. 

            “Are you awake, sweetheart?” Carla called from the kitchen.

            “Yeah, I’m up mom,” he answered.  Isaiah shook his head and took another deep breath trying to wake himself up a bit then went to his drawer to get out a his clothing for the day.  He quickly grabbed a tee shirt and pants combo then went into the bathroom to start his shower hoping that the water would wake him up a bit.  He decided not to take his usual hot shower thinking that if he got to relaxed he would end up asleep on the bathroom floor. 

            “I’m leaving I will see you tonight, don’t forget to lock the door behind you!” called Carla.

            “I won’t!”  Isaiah could hear the kitchen door open and shut as his mother left and he turned on the shower and stripped down.  He got in the shower quickly not giving the water time to get warm giving himself a jolt and goose bumps from the cold feeling against his skin.  The water slowly went from seemingly almost freezing to bearable and Isaiah began his shower routine.  Holding his head under the water and watching it run down the drain.  He lathered up his body with his body-wash not bothering to wash his hair since he would be showering again after the practice, he didn’t see the point.  Not giving himself any time to relax Isaiah rinsed the soap off and jumped out of the shower turning off the water.  He quickly towelled off and got dressed, he walked out into the kitchen and looked at the clock, he still had about twenty minutes before Caleb would be there to pick him up.  Isaiah decided that it wouldn’t hurt for him to use a small pick me up to help stay awake for the morning.  He walked over to the counter and filled a mug with some water then put it in the microwave and set the time for 3 minutes.  He looked outside it looked like it was going to be a sunny day which was always good for practice.  Isaiah stared out into the back yard through the kitchen making the three minutes pass quickly.  The microwave beeped letting him know it was ready and he grabbed a teabag from off the counter as he walked over to it.  He opened the door and took the mug out by the handle being careful not to burn himself and dropped the teabag in.  Isaiah wasn’t a huge fan of hot drinks in general only ever drinking his herbal green tea.  He found that it helped him wake up and it made him feel like he was doing something for his body.  Isaiah put the cup to his mouth and breathed in the aroma of the tea steeping the drink still far too hot for him to be able to drink it.  He sat down at the table and sat his drink down waiting for it to cool. 

            Caleb pulled into Isaiah’s yard and looked around not seeing him anywhere outside.  He decided he’d wait for a few minutes to give Isaiah a chance to come outside.  Caleb sat in the truck staring at the house for what felt like an eternity.  He knew that the day was going to be painfully long, it had been a long time since he had pulled an all-nighter.  He didn’t like doing it for a few reasons, the main one being because he hated the feeling of wanting to close his eyes all the time but otherwise it was just bad for your body and he sometimes could have his father’s temper and it was harder to control when he was overtired.  Caleb looked at the truck clock, the face read seven forty five, he had been waiting for ten minutes.  He honked his horn slightly and waited a minute still getting no response.  Caleb shut the truck off and got out to go see what was taking him so long already expecting to find that Isaiah had gone to sleep on him.  He walked up the stairs of the patio and put his hand on the doorknob.  He looked in the door window and could see Isaiah slouched over on the chair by the sliding doors that led out onto the deck.  Caleb tried to turn the doorknob and it wasn’t locked so he walked into the house.  He smiled at Isaiah as he stepped through the door and into the house.  Not bothering to take his sneakers off, Caleb walked over and knelt down on his knee in front of Isaiah.  Caleb smiled up at Isaiah hating to wake him but knowing that he had to.  Caleb put his hands on Isaiah’s face and kissed him rubbing his cheek with his thumb.  Isaiah slowly came to and brought his hands up to Caleb’s face and started to kiss him back.  Caleb pulled back still smiling softly at him.

            “Good morning,” he whispered.  Isaiah stayed silent and rubbed Caleb’s face with the back of his hand smiling back at him.  “Come on we have to go.”  Isaiah nodded as Caleb stood up in front of him and pulled him to his feet.  Isaiah walked into his bedroom and came back with his back pack that he had loosely packed while they were on the phone, over his shoulder.  He walked over and slipped on his sneakers and the two of them went out to the truck.  Caleb got in the truck and turned the key as Isaiah got up in the passenger’s seat.  “Today is going to suck so bad,” laughed Caleb.

            “Tell me about it,” Isaiah laughed with him.  “Have you thought about how we’re going to survive that biology class this morning?”  Caleb just looked over at him with an eyebrow raised.  He didn’t tend to find it easy to keep his eyes open in the class when he wasn’t tired let alone when he was running on no sleep. 

            “Yeah all I can say is, not likely.” 

Isaiah's Love Sample #4

            Caleb opened his eyes to the sound of his alarm blaring at him.  He reached over and hit the top of the clock, stopping the sound.  Caleb sat up and looked over at the clock it read quarter to six.  Caleb stood up and stretched his arms long and high.  It was time for him to go get Jonathan and head to the gym for a bit of a strength work out like they had done every Sunday for months before practise.  Caleb heard his phone vibrate on the table reminding him about the message that Sheena had left for him.  He picked up his phone and pressed the one key to go through to his voicemail.  He pushed in his access code and put the phone to his ear after hitting the option to listen to the new message.

            “Hey Caleb, I just wanted to say I was sorry for freaking out the way I did today,” said Sheena’s voice.  Caleb almost couldn’t believe that it was her apologizing, it was the first time he could actually hear a bit of remorse in her voice.  He couldn’t help but laugh a little bit at it, she didn’t get it, it was over between them.  “I wanted to tell you that for now I am going to keep your secret,” the message continued.  Caleb suddenly felt a pit in his stomach as he could tell the message would continue as she took another breath.  “But there’s no way I’m going to keep his.  I already told Stephanie.  I’m not going to tell the guys, yet.  But you and I need to talk.”  Caleb dropped his arm to his side as he felt his anger in the pit of his stomach.  Caleb threw his phone down on the bed and quickly put his clothing on and grabbed his duffel bag then went out to the truck.  Caleb stepped outside, the morning air was cold and he could see a slight remnant of his breath as he exhaled deeply in his anger.  He pushed the button on the key chain to unlock the doors as he walked towards the truck.  As he got close enough he threw his duffel bag into the back of the truck and jumped inside.  He started the truck and turned on the heat, letting it idol for a few minutes.  Caleb worried about Isaiah knowing just how vicious she was about to become, but also knowing how it was just another way she was trying to control him.  Caleb started to drive deciding on the way that he wasn’t in the mood to deal with Jonathan’s attitude.  He knew that since he was angry he would probably not be able to hide it to Jonathan and it would probably be an argument when Jonathan started to pry.  He didn’t know what to do at this point, he didn’t want to be responsible for Isaiah getting hurt but he wasn’t about to let Sheena control him anymore. 

            Jonathan woke up and looked at his clock, it was quarter after six and Caleb would be there soon.  He got out of bed and quickly threw on his work out clothing and grabbed his duffel bag. He listened briefly and the house was totally quiet his parents were never up this early in the morning giving him more reason to enjoy it.  He headed upstairs and went outside right away he didn’t like to eat before a work out because he would feel sick to his stomach or get a cramp.  He walked outside still slightly groggy and locked the door behind him.  The cold morning air hit him snapping him out of the tired feeling quickly, giving him goose bumps on his arms.  Jonathan stood at his door jumping slightly to keep warm.  He wondered where Caleb was as he rubbed his hands up and down his arms using some of the friction to keep warm.

            “What the hell’s taking him so long?”  Jonathan looked at his watch; Caleb was usually there it was six o clock.  Jonathan took one last look around and decided to start walking.  Caleb would see him either way and he didn’t want to stand in the morning air anymore being cold.  The walk would help keep him warm.  Jonathan walked down off of the patio and trotted to the end of the driveway.  He looked up and down the road to check for any signs of Caleb not seeing anything.  Jonathan started up the road toward the school it would take him about an hour to get there if Caleb didn’t come get him and he didn’t feel like walking the whole way there.  Jonathan grabbed his cell phone out of the side pouch of his duffel bag and called Caleb’s cell phone.  “Man there’s just no way he would sleep in,” said Jonathan.  He listened into the phone it rang seven times and went to the answering machine.  “Um, hey C it’s Jonathan, just wondering where you are.  Pretty cold morning out here, I’m walking up the street right now look for me see you soon … hopefully.”  Jonathan hung up his phone and tucked it back into the duffel bag continuing on up the street.  “Man come on where are you?”  Jonathan continued on up the street on his way to school.

            Isaiah opened his eyes and sat up.  He looked around his room the curtain’s were closed and it was still dark.  He looked at his alarm clock that was showing the time in green letters as seven o clock.  Isaiah didn’t usually even wake up until seven thirty as that was what he set his alarm clock for and practise was at eight o clock every Sunday.  He usually dreaded going in at first because it was usually just him and a few of the other guys.   The coach didn’t get there until eight but Caleb had a key and would unlock the gym, he went in early every week with Jonathan to do weights.  Isaiah was excited to see Caleb again.  It had been only a little over twenty-four hours but that was too long as it was.  Isaiah wanted to call him all day the night before but didn’t want to seem to clingy right off the bat.  He had read some magazine that guys didn’t like that. Not that he invested too much thought in what a magazine might say but why risk it?  Isaiah crawled out of bed and made sure his alarm clock wouldn’t go off then walked over to his closet to get his workout clothing.  Isaiah opened the small closet and pulled out his clothing just a hoody and pair of tearaway track pants.  He slid them on over his underwear he wore to bed the night before and grabbed a change of clothes for after his workout.  Isaiah didn’t have a separate bag for the gym yet so he just emptied his back pack out onto his bed and stuffed what he would need in it every time he went.  Isaiah emptied the backpack and stuffed his clothing into it quickly he walked into the bathroom and picked up his body wash and deodorant and put it in on top of his clothing along with his towel.  Isaiah walked out into the kitchen where Carla was sitting drinking a coffee and doing a crossword still in her nightgown.  She had her morning toast sitting on a small plate beside her crossword book, she looked at the clock and then looked to Isaiah.

            “You’re up early,” she said stating the obvious.

            “Yeah I got a pretty good sleep last night, I couldn’t sleep anymore if I wanted to,” explained Isaiah.  Carla took a bit of her toast and swallowed.

            “You didn’t want me to take you in now did you?”  Carla looked up at him clearly not wanting to leave just yet.  Isaiah took the cue from her and decided to get some stretches done before going in, not wanting to disturb her.  Carla was used to having the morning to herself so Isaiah would let her have it.  Her job demanded long hours and she did it all for him so he understood why she enjoyed her downtime so much.

            “No I’m going to get some stretches before I go, just to warm up mind taking me in about a half hour though?” 

            “Of course I can.”  Carla gave Isaiah a warm smile and he smiled back at her as he went into his bedroom.  He drew the deep blue, light filtering, curtain and looked outside.  He could tell just by the way everything was standing still that it was a cool morning.  Isaiah stood in the middle of his small room and started to do the stretches he had researched online when he started his get in shape kick. 

Excerpt from Isaiah's Love for Sample Sunday

This is another excerpt from Isaiah's Love please remember these excerpts are not neccesarily in order as they are just samples of my work.  This one has been looked over by my editor for grammar so it might not be all that bad off in that department.  Enjoy ;).

Isaiah looked in the bathroom mirror that sat above his sink, he stood shirtless with a towel wrapped around his waist.  He had just gotten out of the shower and after shaving had put some soap on his face.  The foam from the soap was sitting on his face starting to tingle letting him know it was almost time to take it off.  The sun was shining in the bathroom on him giving his newly washed skin a healthy glow.  He looked at his body, it hadn’t always been like it was now, he was in good shape after lots of hard work before he had joined the football team.  Two years ago Isaiah had first noticed Caleb, he was just an average teenager when he decided he wanted to join the football team.  He secretly started to go to the school gym after making sure that he was going to be the only one there.  He planned it out for almost a month and watched for when people would be there so he could avoid them.  After securing the regulars schedule he went whenever he would have to but he made sure he went everyday and researched everything he was supposed to do.  The only person that noticed at first was Casey until he tried out for the team, unfortunately he didn’t get to be as bulky as he would have liked but he still managed to maintain his slender muscular build.  Isaiah turned the taps on and ran his hands under the water to check the temperature, he stared in the mirror, as the water started to steam it started to fog up.  Isaiah filled his hands with the warm water and splashed it on his face rubbing lightly to get all the soap off.  Isaiah shut the water off and stopped for a few seconds staring in the mirror, he could see the nervousness starting to shine through each step closer he came to being ready for this party.  At this point he wanted to just go and get it over with, he was sure once he had gotten there his nerves would rest a bit more because he would able to at least talk to Caleb.  He was going to try hard not to be awkward but right now his anxiety was almost overwhelming.  Isaiah squirted some hair gel from a bottle into his hand and looked in the mirror again.

            “Just remember, he asked you to come so you pretty much have to.”  Isaiah whispered to himself and started to rub the gel through his hair.  The sticky feeling of the gel was something Isaiah had become used to, this was something he did every morning except for days before games for obvious reasons.  He slowly styled his hair into an up do, positioning each spike individually with his hands as he finished he looked in the mirror and checked each side of his head then washed the excess gel off his hands.  Isaiah stopped for a second then looked at his shirt sitting on the counter, slightly aggravated.  He had forgotten to put his shirt on before doing his hair.  “I’m worse off then I thought.”  Isaiah laughed quietly to himself then put his pants on, he slid his belt through each loop of his jeans.  He didn’t really need it but he liked the way it looked, he did up the buckle and picked up his shirt putting his arms into the sleeves.  Isaiah slid the shirt carefully over his head trying desperately to avoid his hair managing to get it on without messing up what he had done.  This wasn’t the first time Isaiah had forgotten and put gel in his hair without putting his shirt on first, he had become somewhat of a pro at fixing the situation.  Isaiah took one last look in the mirror checking his hair, sprayed on his favourite cologne and then walked out into the kitchen.  Carla was sitting at the kitchen table doing a crossword and drinking from a coffee, something she would do often after she got home from work.  Isaiah looked at the time, it was five to seven.  “Mom, I’m heading out.  Not sure if I’ll be back tonight.  I might stay with Casey.”

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A couple of hours had passed since Isaiah had lost consciousness and he lay still asleep in the private emergency room.  Caleb had fallen asleep in the chair next to him and Carla still paced the floor at the foot of his bed.  Isaiah opened his eyes and he looked around when the feeling of the pain came back to him.  Isaiah squinted at the brightness of the florescent lights that lit the hospital room brightly.  He glance around the room still staying quietly, he could see his mother who had not yet noticed him, standing at the foot of his bed with her back to him.  He realised that they must have called her after he passed out, Isaiah couldn’t help but think of how mad she might be now that she knew he had lied about where he was.  The room he was in was very plain and smelled very disinfected.  There was one or two cabinets where they must have kept emergency equipment and then there was nothing, no windows, no other beds and there was no I.V.  Isaiah looked over at Caleb who laid there in the same clothing he had saw him in earlier in the night, telling him that he had not left him, and smiled then took his hand loosely.