lie to me

[Chase]

It was a hot summer day in central California. It was on this hot summer day when Bowyn Aerrow met, Him. The man of his dreams, or at least, what he thought was his dream man. A man dressed in denim, with a cowboy hat. Bowyn Aerrow took him to be a man who lived off the land, little did he know his crush was born and bred with a silver spoon in a land of milk and honey.
The two met at a gay club for older gentleman. Bowyn Aerrow made the first move, learning his name was Jagar Pinecraft, and that he made his living off of his "garden" he inherited. Bowyn Aerrow's heart just throbbed.
'This is it' Bowyn thought. 'He will fall in love with me. We will together have a modest living working the land. He says it is a garden, but hey, maybe we can get a few animals and it will be the farm I've always wanted! Yes!'
Luckily for Bowyn Aerrow, Jagar Pinecraft was also a fan of Lord of the Rings. The two of them had an excellent conversations, and Mr. Pinecraft took Bowyn Aerrow home with him. Bowyn was told it was a long drive, they'd get out of the desert into open grassland and woodland, and Bowyn had a few drinks on the way up.
Bowyn Aerrow woke the next day, with Pinecraft in the shower. Bowyn looked around him, and was instantly shocked. "He's freaking rich!" said Bowyn under his breath as he gazed at a vast cathedral like bedroom with a colossal chandelier hanging above. Bowyn gazed out the window, to find "the small garden" was actually a massive run vineyard. 'A northern California vineyard owner, boy have I struck gold.'
Months rolled by, and Jagar Pinecraft one night eventually asked Bowyn Aerrow to marry him. Bowyn Aerrow, however, refused.
In truth, Bowyn liked being hampered by a rich man, which is why he moved in with him, being overcome by the vice, but Jagar just had no personality. Jagar, unfortunately, didn't take no for an answer. It was then that Mr. Pinecraft tried to murder Bowyn Aerrow in his frustration! Bowyn Aerrow narrowly escaped death, and took off in Jagar's Porsche., driving away from the mansion in the moonlight.
He had no cellphone, that was left smashed in Jagar's temper tantrum, and Bowyn Aerrow needed to speed to get to the police, but at Pinecraft's house there was the driveway, a long paved road that lead to a solid steel gate, which could only be opened from a control which Bowyn couldn't grab in the house as he was trying to escape, so he had to get to a town road by driving through the dirt roads through the vineyard.
They were more like widened cowpaths than roads, usually Jagar would take him out on RMV's when showing him the vineyard, and while it lead to a road, it was very much a maze. It still had a gate, but it was an old unlocked wooden gate just to prevent people from parking. It was bumpy.
Bowyn Aerrow was halfway through the maze until he noticed Jagar in an RMV tailing behind him. Chills ran across him as he noticed a strange metal instrument the RMV was carrying. Bowyn knew Jagar had the strength to beat him with that.
Bowyn Aerrow floored it! It was one hell of a ride, and it really made him sore from all the bumps, but he wasn't thinking about soreness, just the mad man chasing after him in the RMV.
The wooden gate was in site, Bowyn didn't even bother stopping, just drove right through it, making it's post pop out of the ground. Bowyn had the top down, the Porsche being a convertible, and heard Jagar scream "You bitch! Did you scratch my Porsche? I'm going to kill you extra slowly now!"
Bowyn didn't care or know what direction led to the nearest town on the town road he made it to, he floored it driving the direction towards the moon, and the RMV couldn't keep up.
As Bowyn Aerrow neared the city, he began to think of the high life he gave up. Thinking what life would have been like if he accepted the marriage proposal. He even thought about trying to "apologize" to Pinecraft. Bowyn remembered the crazy man chasing him through the vineyard in the RMV waving a crowbar with jagged spikes, and shrugged off all thoughts of pampering from there. He reached the police station, and began his case from there.
Pinecraft was arrested by a state trooper on the town road, for waving a crowbar with jagged spikes on an RMV, of course. He got out the next day and managed to stay out of a jail cell in the ongoing trial.
No evidence, case dropped.
Bowyn Aerrow moved across the country, staying on the down low, always looking over his shoulder, hoping Jagar could never track him down. Years rolled by, and Bowyn developed a dark sense of humor about it. Sometimes joking to those close to him whom he trust to share it with: "heck, I got to live the high life in a mansion for a few months, didn't I?" In truth, Bowyn Aerrow is terrified of the thought of Jagar locating him and trying to murder him again, terrified.