Paper Walls Chapter 6
Warning this story contains underage sex of the same sex! So if it's not legal where you are back out now! This story is completely fictional! All characters are made up with made up names! They are not supposed to represent anyone I know! Please do not copy or paste this story without my permission! Thanks and enjoy
Please donate to Nifty they keep this thing going so People like me can still write and post our stories to read! Also there will be A note at the end of each chapter be sure to read it!!!!
"Mom I really don't need any new clothes." I tell her as we pull up to the mall.
"Really you don't need any at all?" she says looking at me.
"I mean not really I have a lot of clothes."
"So you don't need any compression boxers, jeans, socks, or shirts." She says looking at me.
I think about it, I kind of do need some more compression boxers, "I mean maybe some boxers, and socks." I tell her going red in the face.
"That's what I thought." She says smiling.
We get out of the car and walk to the entrance of the mall, it's huge and I look at mom and she has a smile on her face, "So how nervous are you for school to start?" she asks.
I wiggle my hand to say so-so. "I'm indifferent about it I guess."
"That makes one of us, I am nervous." She says laughing. I love when my mom laughs she has this infectious smile, and it makes me happy.
"Why mom you know you're a good teacher." I tell her.
"I know but new school and all that stuff." She says.
"True." I tell her.
We stop at Pacsun and I grab a few jeans. I like the skinny ones, I don't know why, they just feel more comfortable to me. Then I stop at a sports store and grab a few more compression boxers in some eccentric colors which I love a lot.
I freeze when I hear a voice, "Callen come on dude I don't have all day!" he says complaining.
Of course it's Garret. I curse in Russian, "Ryder Weston Kessler!" my mom scolds.
"Sorry. Please don't tell dad." I plead.
"I won't but you know how he feels about that!" she says.
As I have said I can speak Russian so I know a lot of cuss words, sadly my parents brushed up on their Russian as well. My dad doesn't really want me to speak it a lot, he says there is no need for it, but I do anyway.
"What's wrong." Mom asks.
"It's a guy from the team....Garret he doesn't like me too much." I tell her.
That's when I hear him call me out, "Hey superstar!"
I roll my eyes and turn around, "Garret." I tell him.
"What's up man?" he says with a cocky grin.
"Just finishing back to school shopping." I tell him.
"Garret, what about these?" a kid walks up to him and shows him a pair of green gym shorts.
"Those are gay as fuck!" Garret tells him and the kid punches him in the arm.
"Don't say that douche bag!"
"Stop being sensitive." Garret snaps back.
"You're such a tool. Who are you?" He asks and his tone is a lot lighter to me than it was to Garrett.
"Ryder." I say looking at him. You can definitely tell they are brothers they both have brown hair and eyes, with a tan complexion.
"Wait as in Ryder Kessler, Coach K's son?" He says.
I nod my head, "Yeah."
"Holy shit dude! I'm Callen! We're in the same class I'm a freshman as well!" he says reaching out his hand.
"Nice to meet you man." I tell him shaking his hand.
"Dude Garret you didn't tell me you know Ryder, why didn't you introduce me! Dude you are so freaking awesome! I was actually really stoked that your dad would be the new head coach and that you would be coming here and in the same year as me!"
"Shut up Callen!" Garret snaps.
"Yeah Garret why didn't you introduce me to your brother, I mean he seems really cool." I say with a smirk.
Garret just glares at me, "slipped my mind. Besides been busy with football practice, Callen is on the freshman team, plus he totally idolizes your dad and I didn't want him to act like a spaz!" He says and I see Callen go red in the face.
"Hi boys." My mom says coming up behind me.
"Hi, Mrs. Coach." Garret says.
My mom laughs, "You can call me Mrs. K." she says.
"I'm Garret and this is my annoying little brother Callen." He says.
"Oh you are the Parker boys. I will be teaching both of you this year. I have Callen for freshman AP English and you for AP English am I correct?"
"Yes ma'am." Garret says.
"Hey Mrs. K do me and Ryder have class together?" Callen asks.
"Yes I do believe so." She says.
"Dude that's so awesome, have you got to see the town or anything? I can introduce you to some of my friends man!" Callen offers.
"No I haven't and that would be cool." I tell him actually getting excited.
"Let's go Callen. I have stuff I need to do, it was nice to meet you Mrs. K, I will see you at practice Ryder." Garret says.
I watch them walk off and Callen turns back, "Dude can I get your number maybe we can hang out?"
"Yeah that sounds cool man!" I tell him and give him my number.
"Food?" my mom asks, and I nod.
We hit the food court, and I get Chinese food I love it it's my favorite. We sit down, and surprisingly there isn't anyone near us which I am really ok with, "so Callen seems like a nice young man and so does his brother."
"Yeah Garret is Shawn's best friend." I tell her.
"Callen seems like he really wants to be friends." Mom says.
"Yeah I guess so." I tell her.
"He is cute don't you think."
I instantly go red in the face, "Mom! No he's straight." I tell her.
"How do you know?"
"I just do."
"I just want you to be happy! Besides he was blushing really hard." she says.
"Mom if I just make some friends I will be happy!" I tell her.
"I know sweetie and you will. I know this move has been hard on you."
"Yeah it sucks I just miss Jeremy so much." I tell her.
"I miss him to....he was like my second kid."
"Hey mom?"
"Yes sweetie?"
"Did you and dad ever want another kid?"
She ponders over this for a minute. "We talked about adopting another kid..." she says.
"But I was a lot to deal with huh?"
She gets a guilty look on her face, "It was a lot more challenging than we anticipated." She says.
I look down at my food not really having an appetite before. "Which part the messed up part of me or the me being gay?" I ask.
"No honey you know both your father and I support you being gay. We didn't anticipate the emotional damage that you suffered and it's not your fault sweetie at all. Your father and I cannot be more proud of you. I remember us watching you and how fast you could run while playing with the other kids. Your father pointed at you and said him, that's my little football star. Adopting you was the happiest moment of my life and the most proud moment of your father's, he still tells me it was the best decision we ever made."
"Thanks mom." I tell her.
"I wish I wasn't so screwed up." I tell her.
"Honey you're not screwed up, you have had things happen to you that no kid should ever have had done to them."
"Mom the nightmares are back. I can't stop them! Plus I don't even know what they are, I asked dad why I couldn't remember anything from Russia. I don't remember my parents nothing!" I tell her.
"We can take you to see a therapist, your father brought it up with me. He knows your having nightmares, and you cannot deny it since I heard you crying last night."
"Can we please just see how the week goes first?" I ask knowing I am not going to get any more information from her.
"How much sleep are you getting?" She asks.
"I don't know. Four or five maybe." I tell her.
"Ryder..." she says.
"Okay three to four hours of sleep." I tell her looking down at my food.
"What? Are the nightmares the same one or different?"
"Some are someone attacking me, but I don't know where I was. I just see a body of a woman, and that's it. Some are me falling down the stairs, and being held down. I don't understand any of it. Mom how old was I when you and dad adopted me?
I can tell she knows more than she will tell me, "You were seven honey. Look sometimes we block out things that are too much to take and yes I know it sucks, but sometimes it's for the best. It's your mind's way of keeping you happy. You about ready to go home?"
"Yes Ma'am. I am tired of shopping!" I say grinning.
On the ride home we talk about school, and the football team. I love talking with mom because I can be emotional if I want and she doesn't judge or give me a concerned look. "SO mom there is a concert that is coming and I kind of want to go." I tell her.
"Oh yeah who is it?" she asks.
"Umm, never mind." I tell her.
"Who is it Ryder?"
"Troye Sivan...."
"Who is that?"
"He's a young musician...he's gay..." I tell her.
She smiles, "Well we can talk about it when it gets closer." She says.
"Thanks mom."
I wake up in a cold sweat screaming.....fucking nightmares. A clap of thunder makes me jump. I pull my knees up to my chest and hug them. I fucking hate thunderstorms, I can't control the tears as they are flowing. I try and regulate my breathing, but it's not working. Another clap of thunder and I jump again.
I hear my door open, and it scares me. "Ryder." My dad says.
I start talking fast apologizing I know I woke him up, and I can't help but cry because I am scared, and the fucking thunderstorm outside and I feel guilty for waking him up. He makes his way over to my bed and sits on the edge and pulls me into a hug.
"Ryder calm down, speak English son." He tells me as he hugs me.
I didn't even realize I was speaking in Russian. "I'm sorry." I whisper.
"It's okay son." He says hugging me tighter.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up." I tell him again.
"You didn't wake me up son, I was already up this weather woke me up. What were you having a nightmare about?"
I curl up into his side, "That you and mom abandoned me and left me on the streets, and it was raining and I was so scared I remember being so cold, and hungry."
"Hey, hey buddy we would never abandon you ever! The first day I saw you, I knew you were my son. My football star, hell I don't know who was more excited to get you me or your mother. You are safe you will never be abandoned ever. Are you ready for school?"
I shrug, "I guess."
"What's wrong?"
"I just wish Jeremy was here." I tell him.
"Me too son, he was like another son. Maybe he will come down during break."
"Dad do you think we will win the first game in two weeks?" I ask.
"It's a good possibility." He says.
"Now this is the best sight ever, both of my men sleeping." My mom says waking up me and my dad.
"Too early!" I moan out.
"Hush, get up breakfast is ready." My mom says.
My dad slides off the bed, and stretches. "My back is stiff from sitting against the headboard of that bed."
"You will be fine." Mom says kissing him.
"Not in my room!" I whine.
They both laugh, and leave the room. I get up and follow them into the dining room, mom had made my favorite, pancakes with bacon and eggs. "Gosh dang I love you!" I tell her laughing.
Thank you for reading! I know the build up is slow, but trust me it's gearing up for one hell of a ride in the second half of this story! It's worth the wait things start to heat up in chapter 8. I have taken a more slow approach to this story to lay things out, it's been different for me but I enjoy it. It isn't my normal rush job like I have done in the past I want to plan this story out and have it reach its potential. Chapter 7 is the start of the things heating up. Also donate to nifty if you can!