The next morning Chris knocked on Ethan’s door then opened it. Ethan had kicked the covers off during the night and was laying there butt naked. “Damn it, Ethan, cover your sorry ass up!” He exclaimed.
Startled awake Ethan quickly covered himself and sat up, looking around for Ryan but there was no sign of him.
“What are you looking for?”
Ethan thought quickly. “My telecommunicator."He lied. "I was supposed to go running with Jordan this morning but I overslept.” Truth.
“That’s why I came up to get you. He’s downstairs waiting on your lazy ass.”
Whew. Dodged that bullet. He thought, using one of his favorite archaic expressions. He waited for Chris to leave so he could get up and get dressed, but it appeared Chris had no intention of leaving. Okay. There’s more than one way to get him out of here. He threw back the covers and stood up.
“Dude. Come on. The last thing I want to see is your dick.”
“Well, then don’t look at it.” Ethan said with a laugh as Chris beat a hasty retreat. Getting dressed for a run he looked around for his telecommunicator. Finding it on the floor he looked and saw there was a message from Ryan.
I’m sorry I ran out on you this morning. I had to get back to my time before anyone found out I was gone. I’m kinda breaking a few rules, but seeing you is definitely worth it. I’ll come back when I can. To use an archaic expression, I will count the moments until I see you again.
He deleted the message so that if anyone happened to pick up his telecommunicator and see the message they’d bug him about who Ryan was and he wouldn’t know how to answer. How do you explain that a man from the future came back to see you and you fell in love with him? Where’s a time machine when you need it. He thought to himself.
The two men took a leisurely run along the river to their favorite spot to rest before the return run. “Okay, Ethan. You’ve been very quiet this morning. What’s going through that head of yours?”
Ethan shot him a pensive look. Do I tell him about Ryan? He’s likely to think I’m crazy. He sighed. “I’ve been having some very strange dreams lately. They center around this really hot guy named Ryan. He keeps appearing, usually in the shop. We always end up in my room having sex.”
“And this bothers you?”
“No. One dream really does bother me. In the dream I was sleeping on my side I felt something prick my shoulder, then Ryan whispered in my ear that he would always take care of me.”
“Sounds like a great guy.”
“Yeah. Anyway, the next day when I went to take my HIV meds, I got really shaky. The next thing I remember is waking up in the ICU. Every time they gave me my meds I went into convulsions. I overheard the doctors say that if they didn’t stop the convulsions I’d either end up with serious brain damage or dead.”
“I know, right? Here’s the scary part. It wasn’t the dream. It was real.”
“Where was I when this happened?”
“You were out west visiting your grandmother. So, Chris told me that the doctors talked with him about discontinuing my meds. They had a theory that something in my blood had changed and that the HIV meds were causing the convulsions. They said whether or not they stopped the meds wouldn’t matter. If they stopped the meds, my HIV could develop into full-blown AIDS and I’d end up dying eventually.
“I can’t believe after all these centuries they still haven’t found a cure. If they continued with the meds and the convulsions continued, I could end up dead. Either way, it could be a lose-lose situation. So they stopped the meds and the convulsions stopped as well.”
“Why is that scary?” Jordan was caught up in the story but couldn’t figure out what was so scary.
“Apparently, giving HIV meds to a healthy person can cause convulsions.”
“Okay, but what does that have to do with you?”
“Think about it. Giving HIV meds to a perfectly healthy person can cause convulsions.”
Jordan was quiet as he thought about what Ethan had just told him. “Wait a minute. Are you telling me…”
“Yep. Nobody knows how, but I’m no longer HIV positive. I’m perfectly healthy.”
Jordan just stared at him for a minute. “Ethan, that’s kind of cruel. You know how much our friendship means to me.” He snapped at Ethan.
“Jordan, I’m serious. I’m perfectly healthy. Ask Chris.”
“I believe you and I’m sorry for what I said earlier about being cruel. You’d never do that. I just wonder how that could have happened.”
“Well, they did find something weird in my blood. They think that whatever it is can lead to a cure for HIV, AIDS and STDs.”
“You’re serious, aren’t you?”
Jordan threw himself on the unsuspecting Ethan, causing them both to fall into the water. Surfacing and shaking their heads, Jordan said, “that’s incredible. I’m so happy for you buddy.”
“I’m happy for me too.”
“I have something to tell you, and you’re probably going to think I’ve completely lost my mind. You can’t say anything to anyone about what I’m going to tell you.”
“Let’s get back to my house and get into some dry clothes first. I suspect you’re going to need a drink when I tell you.”
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