Disclaimer: This story is partly fictionnal. Some things in the story are real while some others were added to make it more interesting. Any similarities to anyone are purely coincidental.
The story is intended for a mature audience. It may contain profanity and references to gay sex, straight sex, drug abuse and other harmful behaviour. If this offends you, please leave and find something more suitable to read. The author maintains all rights to the story.
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This is my first time writting so I would appreciate constructive feedback. Also, keep in mind that my first language is french, not english, so there might be mistakes in the story that I didn't know about. I'd like to a beta reader. Send comments at phucking.phreak@hotmail.com
Life without you
Chapter 1
Leon sat at his old, crappy desk while doing his best to ignore the teacher at the front of the class, who was struggling in vain to pass on precious knowledge about the canadian landscape. He had one white earphone in his ear and was listening to Velvet Acid Christ's angry lyrics. For some reasons unknown to him, he couldn't concentrate at school these days. School had always been boring and somewhat troublesome but at least he could listen to the teacher's endless rambling if he made an effort. But not today. He was about to go to sleep on his desk when the the teacher walked up to him.
"Leon--!" The teacher's voice shouted at him, somewhat very closely to his very delicate ear. He looked up and shot the teacher the filthiest glare he could do.
"I'm right here, you moronic idiot. No need to shout, dammit!". He knew very well that he was going to get in trouble for insulting his teacher but he really couldn't care less. All he wanted was to get the damn day over with.
"I'm sure I didn't hear you correctly and you didn't insult me like I think you did, right?". The teacher had been grateful enough to give him an easy way out of this situation but Leon felt like fighting with someone, if only with words.
"Seems like retarded assholes lose their ears before regular people, huh?". It was enough to send the teacher over the board.
"I've had it with you, young man! I want you to give me your damn iPod and to go report to the principal's office about your behaviour in my class". Leon liked it a lot when his teachers sent him to the principal's office because the teachers didn't follow you to see if you were really going and they didn't check up with the principal afterward to see if the students did go. And to top it off, this was the day's last period which was basically a go-home certificate given to him on a silver platter.
"You're damn good when it comes to make your students respect the school's ridiculous rules but it seems you're not nearly as good when it comes to make your student pass with decent grades huh? No wonder why every students in school and even some other teachers dubbed you "the school's worst teacher". Bye dipshit!". Leon then rose from his seat and left the class. He was good at telling off people and he liked it a lot. He went to his locker to pick up his coat, bag and gloves and left the school.
He was making his way to the bus stop through the snowstorm and he was getting pissed because the snow flakes made wet little spots on his cigarette. As he was taking one last drag, he felt his cell phone vibrating. He drew it from his pocket and a smile immediately lit up his face when he saw it was Alex who was was sending him an IM. Alex was his best friend. They had known eachother for 10 years and they used to hang out together all the time. Alex had been there for him when things had gotten rough with his dad. Leon had been there for Alex when one of his fred died out of a stupid boat accident. They had been one another's support through hard times. And Alex accepeted Leon's sexuality. When they were 14 years old, Leon told him he didn't know if he was straight, bi or gay. Now that they were 16, he was pretty sure to be gay but that didn't stop him from dating girls from time to time, if only to please Alex. He knew his best friend would be happier if he was bi instead of gay so he kept pretending to be something he wasn't.
His smile didn't stay on his face for a long time, though. The IM Alex had sent him went like this: Sup faggot, wassup? im sorry i have to cancel for tonight. my girlfriend wants to come over at my place and spend the night. bye!
"SHIT--!" Screamed Leon at the top of his lung. He then proceeded to kick the living hell out of the bus stop to unwind. "What a fucker!! I can't believe he's ditching me AGAIN only so he can go fuck his cough-diseasecarryingwhore-cough girlfriend! He's done this so often recently" Thought Leon. He didn't know if he should be pissed or sad. Above all, he was really confused. He knew it was irrational of him to feel so jealous of his best friend and that he should've been happy for him to find a cute girl he liked and who he could have sex with. Truth is: he wasn't happy about it. At all.
After spending some time in the bus and in the subway, he finally reached the appartment building where he lived. He took the elevator and then walked to his front door and tried to open the door. It was locked, which meant his mom wasn't home yet. He unlocked the door, walked through the front door and went to his bedroom to dump his things on the floor. He looked at the mirror in the corner of the room and, as always, he was displeased. He never could be satisfied with his looks, no matter what he did. The teenager looking back at him in the mirror was a tall and thin boy. Having a weight of only 125 pounds and an height of 5'10'' usually means you're kinda skinny but he still found himself fat, even after all the diets he made himself go through. He had black hair with a blond streak in his fringe and he wore make-up. A LOT of make-up. His eyebrows were really thin and he was proud of being one of the rare boy who actually cared about such details. He had hazel eyes that he wished would somehow turn gray. His style could be described as emo-goth but with a much stronger goth side. He never wore anything but black since it made him look thinner.
"No wonder I'm not dating anyone." He thought, while giving his reflection a look that could've melted ice.
"I've seen people vomit things that looked better than me" He thought sadly.
He went to his desk and opened The Drawer. The Drawer (always with caps) was the place where he kept everything that would make his mom freak out if she ever found out. Condoms, lube, razor blades, cigarettes, drugs -- name it, it was there. He now had a dilemna to deal with: what should he do now? He finally settled with the bottle of valium. He took 4 yellow pills from the bottle and swallowed them. After all the time he spent swallowing pills, he didn't even need water anymore. He waited for half an hour before falling into the well-known, sleepy and cozy feeling valium always brought him. He spent the next 2 hours into mindless oblivion before going to bed. It was around 7 O'clock when he fell asleep.
Okay so the first chapter was somewhat short...I'm quite aware of it. It's mostly meant as a tester. If I get some feedback I'll continue but if only get bad comments I won't continue. Bye!