From the depths of tragedy
By StormyBear30

Author Website: p206.ezboard.com/bslashygoodness17029
Feedback Email: StormyBear29@cox.net
Pairing: Boone and Charlie
Rating: R
Genre: Boone’s POV
Summary: Everything changes between Boone and Charlie on night.
Notes: This is dedicated to Yelsir and his love of the Chicken Chested One.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Lost or any related parties.

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I liked Charlie…I always had from the first moment that we met on the beach despite the horrible circumstances. I liked how he was always wiling to help where he was needed…with minimal if any upset. I liked how he kicked his drug habit and wasn’t afraid to ask for help from Locke and some of the others. I liked how he took on a parenting role if you will with Claire and her unborn child and went out of his way to protect her at any cost. However…what he didn’t know was that at any cost almost meant his life. He recovered quickly…but his heart never truly mended after the entire colony of misfits searched frantically for her for weeks after they were kidnapped and never found her. It was as if she never existed…although a certain Englishman will forever remember her in his heart. We became friends after that…good friends…close friends and he also formed a bond with my almost heartless sister as well.

I should have known that he was gay right from the start…but I didn’t. I only began to suspect after he and my sister formed some sort of a strange bond that made no sense to anyone…except for me. For as long as I could remember Shannon had been the biggest fag hag I had ever met. Even before I came out to her she knew that I was gay. She was my biggest supporter as I outed myself to my parents and the biggest pain in my ass as I fell in love with a long line of users and assholes afterwards. She always had a slew of gay men fawning and swooning at her feet and as she and Charlie began to hang out more and more it all became crystal clear. Charlie was just like me and despite the fact that he wasn’t really my type…he was gay…he was a man and oh how I wanted him at fist to be just my friend. I knew that I was going to be in for a fight…since Shannon had already sunk her claws into him…but it became clear one night under the moonlight that I really had nothing to worry about at all.

The truth of the matter was that he and I had been getting to know each other better and better with each day that passed. We had been on the island for almost six months at that point in time and aside from our daily chores there was nothing much else to do but hang out and talk to each other. I learned that he and I had quite a lot in common considering that we grew up on opposites sides of the country. He lived for music and everything that it represented…as did I. He came out of the closet years later then he wanted to out of fear and shame…just as I did. He longed to find the one great love of his life…the one that he wanted to spend the rest of this life with…and for me that was the greatest hope of my life. We had many differences as well…but none of them amounted to much of anything that would get in the way of our blossoming friendship. Well…there was one obstacle and it was a huge one…Shannon.

My feelings for Charlie were changing…growing everyday that I got to know him a bit more. We would work together side by side during the day and spend as much time together as we could before exhaustion forced us apart at night. In the evening the three of us would always sit upon the beach and gaze up at the stars. He had such a love of them and knew each and every star and constellation by heart. I was amazed at his brilliance as well as several other things about him. I hated leaving him at the end of each night as he would head back to the caves and Shannon and I would stay at the beach and sleep under out man-made shelter. I was dying to relocate to the caves with an undying passion just so I could spend even more time with my newest best friend…but as usual Shannon thwarted all my plans for moving and with Charlie. “You’re breaking the rules and you know it” She belted out one night as I stared after the retreating figure of the man that I was growing to love.

“I don’t know what you are talking about” I lied as I pushed myself up from the sand and began to walk over towards our shelter. I knew what she was talking about…because it had been a long-standing rule between the two of us from the moment that I came out of the closet…and yet I still protested.

“Charlie…he’s mine” she bit out…grabbing onto my arm as she forced me to turn and face her. “You know the rules Boone…you can’t fuck with my gay men. Charlie’s mine…he came to me first and I refuse to share him”

“He’s not some damn toy that you can just hog all for yourself” I replied…trying like hell to control my upset at her words. “Besides…I think that Charlie can make his own decision” I tried once again to move away from her…but just as I knew she would…she didn’t back down as she grabbed onto my arm once again.

“You know what happens when you fuck with my men Boone. Do I have to remind you of the nightmare that was Jose’ and Fredrick?”

Closing my eyes…I tried to block out the pain of her shoving two of my ex’s back in my face. Two separate relationships that nearly ruined me when they fell apart at the seams. They had been Shannon’s men first…as she liked to put it and she warned me that nothing would come of my falling for them…but I listened to my heart and my dick and almost lost my sister in the aftermath. “Fine…Charlie’s yours” I replied sadly…trying not to think about my past fuck ups as the need for distance became great. “I need some air” I spoke over my shoulder as I headed back down the beach in order to clear my head.

“Boone…” I heard her cry out behind me…but I ignored her as I continued to walk away. I don’t know how long I walked…but it had been awhile as I entered a part of the beach I had never seen before. The moon was bright and radiant overhead as it luminated off the water in pure beauty. Sitting upon the white sand…I pulled my knees into my chest as I looked off into the distance…lost in thought and memories. So lost to the world I never heard him walk up behind me…only felt his arms as he sat behind me…wrapping them around my chest as he pulled me backwards against his sitting body.

“Charlie…what are…” I tried to speak…but he cut me off as he wrapped his warmth around me even further.

“Shhh…it’s ok. I heard you and your sister fighting and I knew how upset that you get every time that you do” he soothed in a calming voice that soon had me closing my eyes as I leaned back even deeper into his embrace. Slowly our hands reached out and combined together as one as we continued to sit in the beautiful silence. A soft shudder ran through my body as he began to nuzzle the back of my neck with nudges and small kisses. It felt glorious and mind numbing all rolled into one as he continued his task…growing more daring as he added playful nipping with his teeth to add to my pleasure.

“What are you doing?” I asked feebly…not really caring what his answer was and at the same time praying that he never stopped.

“Nothing…” he teased…tugging at a particularly sensitive patch of skin behind my ear that once again had shudders blazing up and down my spine. “Just enjoy it” He went on…leaning me backwards and off to the side as his lips trailed wet and hot kisses across my neck line…nipping at my chin before lingering above my partially open lips. I could feel his hot breath as it sweep across the dryness of my lips as I jutted my tongue forward to wet them. Taking it as a sign he leaned in closer…pressing his lips against my own before sliding his own tongue into my fortress. It was a kiss unlike anything I had ever felt before for it was filled with promise and hope…twinged with a hint out outright need. I gave into the kiss immediately as I reached backwards and locked my fingers through his spiky hair…urging him onward. Before I knew what was happening I was laying on my back…the sand at my back as he lay atop me…never once breaking our shared lip lock. I knew that I should have pushed him away…knew that I had made a promise to Shannon…but as his hand invaded the under the hemline of my shirt I found that there was no way that I could. My shirt became scarce mere moments later as he continued to taunt and tease the heaving expanse of my stomach and chest. “You’re exquisite” He whispered against my swollen lips before once again blazing a trail across my chin and neck. Exploration of my chest and stomach was next as I writhed and cried out underneath him…only to grow louder as he tugged my pants downward…exposing my rigid penis to the chilling winds. “Bloody brilliant” I heard his words waft past my ears as he continued to began to explore my pelvic area with soft caresses and kisses.

“Charlie…NO” I cried out fearfully as he leaned forward in an attempt to taste of me as harsh reality slammed into my like a ton of freezing cold water. “I…I can’t” I stammered as I clamored backwards like a crab running from its prey…only to jump upwards once I was completely out of his grasp. “I want to…but you belong to her. She’s yours…found you first” I stammered like a fucking retard as I arranged my clothing as much as possible before taking flight.

“Boone…” I heard him cry out behind me as I increased my speed in order to escape him…but he was quick and nimble as he grabbed onto my arm and spun me around with the greatest of ease. “What the bloody hell are you talking about?” He questioned me…staring deeply into my eyes as I tried to look everywhere but within them. “Jesus Boone…I can’t take this anymore” he went on…not relinquishing the grip that he still had on me. “I’ve tried to pretend that nothings here…that I don’t have feelings for you…but I can’t any longer. I care for you Boone…you have to know that and…”

“No…” I cried out…pushing away from him as hard as I could. “We had a deal and I plan to stick by it. I won’t let it happen again…never again” I screamed bloody murder…hating the look of blind horror and confusion that seemed to have been floating across beautiful blue eyes as they looked over at me. “I…I just can’t…” I sputtered…unable to finish what I was trying to say because I had no earthly idea what it was that I was trying to say in the first place. So I ran…I ran all the way back to camp…trying desperately to catch my breath before I joined Shannon under our shelter. I was so confused and upset that I didn’t know what to do or how I was ever going to fall asleep again without the haunted look across Charlie’s face disturbing me.

“Where the hell have you been?” I heard her question me out of anger as I finally crawled under the shelter before lying down across from her.

“Leave me alone Shannon…please” I pleaded…waiting for her to come back with a snappy and nasty retort…but she didn’t. Instead I heard her roll over…the uncomfortable silence surrounding us once she had. I didn’t sleep very much that night as images of Charlie continued to haunt my mind. I could still taste him as I licked my lips…could still feel the weight of his body as it pressed into my own…could still feel the blazing hard on that never quite went away before sleep finally was kind enough to take me in the early morning hours. I avoided Charlie like the plague the next day. I made sure to do the opposite of what he did as we worked through our daily chores. On several instances he tried to converse with me…only to have myself walk away from him in a manner that was upsetting to both of us. I know your thinking what a fool I was to just give into Shannon’s wishes…but there is more to it then you know. There are reasons that I just backed down…reasons that are too painful to rehash…but reasons just the same.

“I just don’t understand what it is that I’ve done” I heard him complain to my sister as I walked briskly past them later on in the day as they continued to fill the several jugs and bottles needed for those of us still staying on the beach. “I mean one minute we were all over each other and it was brilliant and then the next minute he was pushing me away…telling me that I belonged to her and…” I didn’t hear the rest as I raced onwards…intent of putting as much space between them and myself as possible. I could have sworn that I heard raised voices…but I ignored them as I once again set about my task. Before I knew what was happening I found myself in the same exact spot that he and I had been the night before. Falling to the sand…I pulled my knees into my chest as I closed my eyes an for the hundredth time replayed our encounter from the previous night over and over in my head. “You know the next time that you and your sister decide to fight over me…let me know so I can knock some sense into both of you” I heard him speak behind me…frightening me enough that I couldn’t control the yelp of fear that expelled from my lips.

“Charlie I…” I tried to explain…but found myself rendered speechless as he…as the night before sat behind me…pulling me against his body.

“It’s ok Boone…I spoke to you sister and straightened everything out” He whispered against my ear…the hairs of his beard tickling the skin behind my ear.

“Really you did…because” but my words were devoured down his throat as he leaned me backwards and kissed the shit out of me. Things changed between Charlie and I that night as we became intimate. I had been with many men before…but none of them cherished me the way that he did that night. He was gentle and sweet and extremely attentive to my body in way that I didn’t even think were possible. He told me that he loved me that night and that no matter what he would do everything in his power to make me happy. I didn’t really believe him at first…but now four years later he is still amazing me everyday with the way that he loves me.

We still haven’t gotten rescued from the island and many of us…including myself have accepted this fact. It’s amazing still today…but most of us are actually happy here. Sure there are still some that dream daily of leaving this island and becoming one with civilization once again…but I am not one of them. We are a family. A large and mixed up one…but a family none the less. Not everyone was accepting of the love that developed between Charlie and I at the beginning…but now years later none of the matters any longer. I love Charlie…love him in a way that I never thought was possible for a gay man and he loves me in return just as passionately. We have made a commitment to each other in a way that nothing could ever separate us…probably even death because I dare it to even try to part us. Yes…life is wonderful and daily I fall to my knees and thank the good lord above for bringing him into my life. The situation was tragic…but in the end it was worth it all to find the greatest love of my life.

The End…