After quite a lot more driving, we arrived in Nevada. Showing our IDs got us in, even Julius, who was sixteen. I almost got into a fight with the way the guard stared at us. I decided I didn't like this place. Too many adults. Too many drinks. Too many crowds. But Julius looked so happy....

I couldn't just say no. So we went into the nearest casino, after Julius was stopped AGAIN. And we got in. We played all kinds of games with the money we brought, but just weren't lucky enough. We lost a lot of money, but we had more than enough.

But eventually, we got thirsty. And the only thing they sold was alcohol. So getting the biggest and least alcoholic drinks, we sat at a table together, watching a show. I found that Julius was a lightweight, because he was full drunk after finishing his almost-water drink.

I went to play blackjack again with him hanging off my arm. It was adorable, he was like a girl. A few people questioned if he was, and it was only through him leaning on me that I didn't start a fight. The alcohol made me mellow, I suppose. Or maybe Julius did. But I already knew the last part.

So we checked in at one of the casino's hotels, got a nice penthouse for just a thousand dollars. Two beds, but we slept in the same one. We were both drunk as hell.

He kept staring at me, and I couldn't figure out why. So I looked through what they had in there and popped in Frankenstein.

Julius loves monster movies. Frankenstein is his favorite. On Halloween, we always go as monster movie duos. Last year we went as Frankenstein and his monster. I was the monster. I didn't mind though, we won the costume contest. With my cosmetic skills and money, and Julius's attention to detail, it was no surprise.

I also remember when we were little. Julius had gotten kicked out of his house when he was five, so I made him live with me. That is, until dad found out. Then he bought Julius a small house to live on, on my assistance. Julius still stayed with me most the time, though.

That Halloween, when he was six and I was eight, we went as Dracula and his Wife. No one noticed that Julius was crossdressing. Guess my make up was really good. It wasn't until we got older that it dawned upon us what we had done. I shrugged it off, but Julius was embarrassed about it for a while.

I was still in my thoughts when Julius kissed me.

And I almost kissed back.

But I got my thoughts together and pulled away. He was drunk. He didn't know what he was doing. He didn't really feel that way about me. He didn't care for me the way I cared for him.

But how was that? That was obvious. He was the only person I cared for, and I cared for him immensely. I wanted to protect him and be with him. I couldn't be separate from him and I--

Oh.

I loved him.