Disclaimer- this story involves the love of two males so if this offends you then don't read. This story is totally fiction and not meant to reflect on anyone. And all the usual stuff applies lol.
Authors Note: Hey you guys this is my first attempt at a gay themed story, so bare with me and send feed back, tell me if I suck or if I'm any good, this will be a short story with about 12 maybe more chapters, so I hope u guys enjoy.
When Nothing Goes Right Chapter 1
Darkness was all I could see as a pain that I've never felt before flowed through my entire body. I was confused, what just happened? My mind couldn't respond to the concept of the situation I was in. It took me awhile to realize that the reason why I was in total darkness was because my eyes were closed. As the events from before started coming back to me I immediately opened my eyes to look around. The car was a mess, twisted metal everywhere encasing us. US? I looked to my left to find where the boy I've come to love should have been sitting but he wasn't there. It occurred to me that in the rush to get away he had forgotten to put on his seatbelt. All the windows were smashed and missing.
As fast as I could move in the pain I was in I removed myself from the car. The door didn't work so I sort had to shimmy myself out the broken window. A pain shot up my right arm and I felt that I couldn't really move it at all. But I was more worried about the state he was in rather than my own state. I had to see if he was ok.
People started rushing down the hill to see if we where ok. I looked up and thanked god that it wasn't a big cliff that we had fell from. I was scared I knew he had to be in bad shape if he was thrown from the car. A man came towards me to ask if I was alright.
"Zan- Zander....where is he?......I-I need to find him" I struggled to walk, I was in serious pain.
"You need to sit down, rest, help is on the way." He said to me putting a hand on my shoulder to try and sit me down. " You're not looking too good, you need a hospital."
"NO! I need to find him" I said removing his hand from my shoulder with my good arm.
"I really think you shouldn't be moving around until an ambulance gets here." The guy said worried
I ignored his protests and walked around the car where I found the other people who had come down the cliff gathered around looking down at something on the ground. I walked as fast as I could to the surrounding people and looked at what they were looking at and I screamed.
"ZANDER!!!" I cried as I tried to get through to him but I was being held back, I could hear sirens in the distance making their way to the scene "NO, NO,NO, ZANDER"
He looked terrible, he was lying in a weird position on his side with his arm and legs spread out in weird angles. His clothes were ripped and torn, his once beautiful face was covered in blood. His eyes were closed and he wasn't moving, he just looked.........dead. I was in total shock, I couldn't breathe, this was not happening, I mean he was fine just a few minutes ago. I collapsed and everything went black. ************************************************************
As I started regaining consciousness, I realized that I was in a bed. My eyes where still closed and the lids felt really heavy. I could hear a voice by my side talking to me. I recognized the voice but my brain was still groggy and waking up, I could only understand bits and pieces of what he was saying.
"I never thought this would happen.....I never meant to.......I'm sorry........" the voice was going in and out of my head but I could tell it was sad.
As my mind started to wake up more I tried to speak.
"Kyle?" I said in barely a whisper as I slowly opened my eyes.
He looked surprised to see me awake I could tell he was sad, he had tears running down his face. He looked like he was about to say something but then there were people bursting into the room, the police. Kyle's face took on a look of determination as he look like he was expecting them to show up. They hand cuffed him and took him roughly out the door without any complaint from him.
I was confused. Why was Kyle being arrested? What was he trying to tell me when I was waking up? Where is Zander? That image of him like I saw him must have all been some dream, some freakish nightmare. He has to be ok. He's my everything, he's the reason why my life is so good, I wouldn't be who I am right now without him. He brought me out of my shell. I couldn't imagine what my life would be like without him. He just had this power over you, it made you feel good to be in his presence. One smile from him and your whole world seemed to brighten. He's mine and I'm not letting him go. I didn't want to think about that image of him broken like that, but it was the only thing running through my mind. I just couldn't...... no wouldn't let my self believe that what I saw was real.
An officer stayed behind after Kyle was gone. He came up to me, pulled up a chair next to my bed and sat down.
"I need to ask you a few questions, if that's okay?" he said taking out a notepad and a pen
"I need to see Zander, where is he? Is he okay?" I asked ignoring his question.
The officer gave me a look of grief, one that I didn't like one bit, he didn't have to say anything he said it all in that look. It was then that I knew for sure that what I saw was real, he was really gone. I couldn't stop the flood of tears that came out. My whole world was turned upside down. I bawled like a baby.
The officer was patient though, he gave me some tissues then said, "I need you to tell me exactly what happened." He looked into my eyes with his understanding ones trying to make me feel more comfortable
I took a moment to compose myself of my thoughts, they were racing and I couldn't really think straight. How exactly did all this happen? How did I end up in this bed mourning the loss of the guy who meant everything to me? How could everything change in a instant? This was soo surreal. I was confused as well to what was happening right now with Kyle. I needed to figure this all out. Well it may help if I just started from the beginning, to where it all started. When I first met the boy who would forever change my life. ************************************************************
I guess a good place to start is....well me. My name is Skyler Joel Ortiz. I'd say I'm a pretty good looking guy. I'm mixed half Hispanic and half white. I workout a lot so I have a nice muscular and toned body. I'm a very athletic guy, you'd figure that I would be one of the popular kids right? Wrong!!! I'm sort of the opposite.
All through high school I played sports, sort of went through each sport never sticking to one. I just never really did well with people so I was sort of a loner, sticking to myself cause that's what made me comfortable.
I never really thought about relationships much. My dad would always ask me why I never had a girlfriend. I just figured I'd be better off by myself. I didn't know how to come up to people and interact with them to become friends, therefore how could I even come up to a girl for a relationship?
Like I said though, I am a pretty good looking guy so I would have people come up to me. People waning to become friends, girls wanting to date me, but I'd just avoid them, sort of just ignored them until they would get the point and just left me alone.
I sort of had a problem with just speaking what's on my mind, you know like putting my thoughts into words so I just kept quiet all the time.
Eventually people would start talking about me, whispering behind my back. They thought I was weird, but I guess when you take a look at me......I guess I was.
It was the ending of the school year and I would be graduating in a few months off to community college the next semester where I could more easily fit in as a loner in a sea of people worried more about their school work than social status. That was the difference between high school and college that I had heard. No high school drama and that would be just perfect for me. ***********************************************************
I can tell you that the first time I met Zander I...well we both didn't like each other, we maybe even hated each others guts. He was definitely one of those people who thought that I was just weird. I was already in a bad mood because I was sort of getting fed up of people's shit; I couldn't take the whispering during study period so I just left. I mean why couldn't people just leave me alone, after four years of talking about me, you would think that I would be old news already, but there was always some new stupid rumor going on about me and I would have no idea of where it came from.
Anyways I was walking down the hall suppressing my rising anger when all of the sudden I walk up to these two guys arguing. One guy took a look at me and with a final word of "we're through" he took off, leaving the other guy standing there looking after him with a mixture of sadness and anger.
"Screw you then, I don't need you." He called out as the other guy continued to walk without looking back.
He definitely looked mad, and was almost close to tears. Just looking at him made me feel sorry for him and all I kept thinking about was how I could make him feel better.
All I really knew about Zander Daniels at this point was that he was popular, one of the preppy kids; he had blonde hair and these deep blue eyes. He was skinnier and smaller than me but I could tell that he still had a toned body. He always wore those collared shirts sometimes with the sweaters.
He was also gay, not that you could tell that he was just from looking at him, you would think he was straight until you saw who he was dating. Now I know what you're thinking. How could someone who was openly gay be so popular? Well at my school being gay was a cool thing. Not that everybody was rushing to try it out, it was just accepted here. There weren't too many gay people at my school, but the few that were there were treated pretty cool. I guess you can say that our school was pretty open-minded about some things.
Anyways I caught myself staring at him wondering what just happened between him and what I'm guessing was his current boyfriend that had got him soo upset like this. I guess I was staring at him too long because he then shifted his eyes over to me and I sort of lost my breathe staring into them before I realized that he seemed to be even angrier than before when he realized that I just witness everything that happened.
"What the hell are you staring at, freak."
"Oh....I....umm" I said stuttering trying to find the right words to say and suddenly feeling very uncomfortable.
"Why don't you go fuck your mother or something!" He said turning around to walk away.
Normally I would just ignore a comment like that, cause like I said I don't do well with people, but I was already in a fed up mood. I mean who the hell was he to speak like that to me in my face. I mean if I wanted to I could totally beat the crap out of him, even though I never really fought before. I never had to because my size intimidated people from starting fights with me, and I never wanted to start any fights no matter how much people talked about me. I just didn't like to fight. But still that didn't mean I was gonna take his crap.
"Fucken FAG!!!" I screamed at him.
I regretted it as soon as it left my mouth. I mean I'm not some sort of homophobe or something, but I was just that mad.
He turned around and that look in those eyes suddenly made him seem bigger than me, they told me that he wasn't scared at all that I was twice his size in muscle and 4 inches taller than him.
He came right up to me, all up in my personal space and kept getting closer to me as I walked backwards to keep the distance between us, but he stayed right up to me looking me in the eyes with a look of daggers. I was definitely way uncomfortable.
"You're a low-life piece of shit you know that? You're not even worth the air you breathe." He whispered venomously to me in my face.
I didn't know what was wrong with me. Why was I soo intimidated by him. I mean I could easily hurt him if I wanted to but something was keeping me back from doing anything. I think I was even holding my breath as he stared angrily into my eyes.
Then the bell rang ending study period and I was suddenly aware at how close we were. He saw the look of panic in my face and his angry face grew into a mischievous grin.
He closed the distance, leaned up and pressed his lips firmly against mine as people walked out of class. I think I was too confused and shocked to react and when he finally broke the kiss he stepped back gave me an evil wink and walked away, leaving me with the crowd of people looking at me.
"I always knew the freak was gay." Some guy who used to be a team mate of mine said.
"So that's why he never wanted to date." A girl said to her friends.
I didn't know what to say or do. I was totally embarrassed, so I just ran out the school, to the parking lot, got in my car and went home. Great! That's just what I needed, another reason for people to talk about me. I was even more fed up then before. I wasn't really sure how all this would affect me, but all I really knew more then anything else was that I hated Zander Daniels guts from the bottom of my heart.
So how is it so far, should I continue or I should stop while I'm ahead lol, Feedback would be greatly appreciated you can email me at adsherrill@msn.com Thanks! Dean