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Title: My Summer Vacation
8/17/00
8/18/00
The cabin really is in the middle of nowhere, lol. Nothing but woods all around, except for the lake. It's really great for swimming, which is good, cuz it's supposed to get pretty hot. Oh yea, there's a big fireplace, too. Tay loved that; he's such a pyro. He and Zac got a good fire going after dinner; they seem really happy to be here. I am too.
8/19/00
8/20/00
I wonder what that was all about? For some reason, it's been bugging me all day. Eh, it's probably nothing. Neither one of them mentioned it, so I guess it wasn't that important. Just Tay and Zac being weird, as usual.
8/21/00
8/23/00
I think Tay and Zac are still up, actually. I can hear the music through the door, Carole King, I think. I can just barely hear them talking, now that the song stopped.
Okay, that was weird. Zac was making some sort of noise, and then he swore, not loud, but enough for me to hear. And then he said Tay's name. And then Tay shushed him. Then the next song started, so I couldn't really hear anything after that. I don't know what happened, but something about it doesn't sit right with me. Eh, I'm just gonna forget it happened... yea. I'm sure it was nothing, anyway.
8/24/00
And then later, he insisted on going outside to chop some firewood. Even though it was like a hundred degrees out today. And even though we already have enough to last us a month. And Zac insisted on helping. How many people does it take to chop wood, really? Well, I got the hint, and went to the bedroom to play my guitar for a while. If they want to be alone, and not include me in whatever secret they're trying (and failing) to hide, then fine, whatever. Yea, I'm a little upset. But I don't know. Maybe I'm blowing this out of proportion. This heat is doing weird things to my head. Or maybe it's being out in the woods. I kept hearing weird noises last night. I know it was just animals outside, but I'm not used to it. Eh. I just need to relax.
8/25/00
8/26/00
I should probably be disgusted, or ashamed, or something. But surprisingly, I'm not. I'm laughing as I write this, but it makes perfect sense. The way they've always been so close. The way they share secrets, and know each other's thoughts, and do everything possible to make each other happy. It's... cute. They're cute. My brothers make a fucking cute couple.
I can't believe I just wrote that. But it's true. What would Mom say... oh jeez. I sure hope they've thought about that. Still, I could barely tell, and I spend every day with them. I gotta wonder how long this has been going on... On second thought, I probably don't want to know.
8/27/00
8/28/00
8/29/00
I also told them to be careful, though. Because not everyone is so accepting. And what they have is so not accepted by general society. Still, I told them that as long as they're happy, I'm happy. And I'll help them out when I can, too. On one condition. When I'm in earshot, at least one of them needs to be gagged. I meant this figuratively, but of course, that's not how they took it. Walked right into that one. I do not need to know how kinky my brothers are. Ugh.
8/30/00
8/31/00
Note to self - buy them Tempurpedic (aka non-squeaky) mattresses. Tomorrow.
Author: Amber
Prompt: Evil Dead
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Zaylor
Warnings: Implied Slash
Word Count: 1,663
My brothers and I have been under a lot of stress lately, so we've decided to get away for a while. A friend of ours owns a cabin in upstate New York, and he's letting us rent it out for a couple weeks. It'll be great for just the three of us to hang out; we haven't been able to in a while. Zac and Tay seem really excited about it; I know I am, too.
So we got to the cabin today. This place is awesome. It's small, like really small. One bedroom, one bathroom, living room, kitchen. The sleeping arrangements were a little tough to figure out, since there's just a bed and a couch. They let me have the bed, so I guess one of them will be on the floor, but they seemed okay with it.
So today was our first full day here. We spent most of it swimming in the lake. It was "Water Wars" all over again. Tay and Zac ended up wrestling for almost an hour. It's kind of cute how they're always challenging each other. They've always been close. Sometimes you'd swear they were twins, the way they're always together, and always seem to know what the other is thinking. It makes me a little jealous sometimes, but it's not a big deal. I'm just glad we all have each other, with all the stuff we've been through.
Something a little... weird happened today. Not really weird, just a little bit, I don't know, odd. We were all having lunch out by the lake again. I finished first, and dove in. When I came up for air, Zac was whispering something to Tay. Tay turned kind of red, and looked over at me, but like he didn't want me to know. He shook his head at Zac, who kind of pouted, before jumping in.
Okay, maybe I'm just imagining things, but it seems like Tay and Zac have been acting stranger than usual. They're always talking quietly to each other when they think I'm not listening, or giving me subtle-but-weird looks. It's almost like they're hiding something from me. Or sometimes, it's like they'll forget I'm there, and they'll be talking to each other, or sometimes just sitting there doing nothing. And there's this weird tension, too. I can't explain it. But, whatever. I'm still going to have a good time, with them or without.
We went poking around the basement today, and found an old record collection. We called our buddy to ask if we could listen to it; he said it was his dad's, and he'd forgotten all about it. There was an old player, too, so we spent all day listening to the old vinyl. There was some great stuff, mostly 60's and 70's rock and folk. Really great.
Tay's really weird sometimes, but today was strange even by his standards. I came out of my room this morning, and he was sleeping on the floor next to Zac. Well, sort of next to him, sort of half on top of him. Zac said he probably just rolled off the couch during the night. No big deal; he used to roll out of bed all the time. So why was he all embarassed about it? He got all flustered, like I'd caught him doing something bad. So he rolled out of bed. So what?
It's official. Something very strange is going on here. There's this tension hanging in the air almost constantly. Tay and Zac are practically joined at the hip, even more than usual. And whenever we're doing something together, I can tell they're faking it, just waiting for me to leave. I'm seriously starting to feel like the third wheel here. It's almost like they're
I was right. I can't believe I didn't see it sooner. It all makes so much sense. Today I decided to really pay attention to them, to see if my theory was correct. And it is. Tay and Zac... they...
So now that I know, I've tried to give them some extra space. I even offered to let them have the bedroom. I don't think they know that I know; Tay might suspect, but it's hard to say. The more I think about it, the more sense it makes, for them. They really are perfect for each other. Go figure.
Dear Christ. Why did I give them the bedroom? And how did I not notice how noisy that bed is?? And just how freaking horny are they??? Maybe this was a bad idea... Anywho, I think Tay knows that I know. He noticed me giving them some extra private time today. He didn't say anything, but I think we have an understanding. They might as well enjoy the privacy while it lasts, I guess, because oh come on, again?!?
I sat down with Tay and Zac today, to talk about... stuff. So apparently they've been in love with each other for a couple of years now, but they didn't confront each other about it until recently. Zac's last birthday, to be exact. They were embarassed as hell that I know, but I told them I'm not judging them, and I think that they're actually pretty damn adorable. Talking openly about this, it's so obvious just how deeply they feel for each other. I was honestly moved by it. They're like... soul mates. Wow.
Sanity... dwindling... Thank God we're going home tomorrow. Now that they know I know, they're feeling more comfortable being affectionate. Don't get me wrong. I'm glad they can enjoy some freedom, that they won't be able to have very often. But the constant flirting, the little gestures, the doe-eyed (or worse - lusty) stares. It's making me a tad queasy. And at night... Oh bloody hell... Well, I decided to see how loud the record player's volume goes. Not. Loud. Enough.
Home sweet home. At freaking last. It was a crazy couple of weeks, to be sure. But you know, I feel even closer to Tay and Zac now. I know I'll never be as close as they are to each other, and believe me, I am 100% cool with that. But I'm glad all this happened. They seem happier, too, more relaxed. I think being able to tell someone helped. I've always tried to be a good brother. Just, now, it'll occasionally mean making sure they have the house to themselves for a few hours, every now and then.