Disclaimer: If you are not of legal age to read this, or if homosexuality offends you, you need not continue. Everyone else, enjoy!
Well, thanks to all of you who wrote in response to Chapter 1. I hope you are as pleased with the second installment.
I should mention here, as I failed to in Chapter 1, that this story is fictional. The characters in this story are based upon real people, but the names have been changed. The lead character, Jason, is based on myself, and all of his thoughts, emotions, and feelings are my own; or at least were at one time. Chapter 2 will probably not have any sex in it (sorry!), as I want to introduce some more of the characters and let you get to know them a little better. Comments and constructive criticisms are welcomed, and can be sent to jbdallas07@yahoo.com. I will try to personally answer anyone who takes the time to write.
My Life Chapter 2
I awoke about two hours later from a fitful sleep. My mind suddenly turned to the events of the afternoon: Adam laying on my bed; the erotic massage; and then the event that probably would change my life forever.
I rolled over and looked at the clock. 7:15. Damn, mom and sis would be home by now. I didn't want to face them. I didn't want to face anyone.
Thoughts rushed through my mind. What if Adam told his mother? What if she called my mother? What if Adam told the rest of our friends and school?
That was a naive thought. Of course he would tell the rest of our friends. I was now an outcast, probably to be shunned from now on by everyone that I cared about. He would tell them; if not to hurt me, then to protect them. I would be viewed as a predator. I could not be trusted anymore. What was I going to do?
"Jason?"
A knock came at my door. It was my mother. I couldn't dodge her forever, I may as well get this over with.
"Yeah, Mom. The doors unlocked." The door opened and my mom poked her head in.
"Dinner's almost ready. You must have been tired, I hollered at you earlier when the phone rang for you, but you never woke up."
Someone called for me? Who could it be? Paranoia set in, it was probably Adam or his mother calling to admonish me or threaten me.
"Who called?" I asked, not really sure if I wanted to know the answer.
"Michael called for you earlier, and then Adam called about twenty minutes ago. Michael said he would probably stop by in a little while, and Adam said he would call back. I told him that I was getting ready to wake you for dinner."
"Okay, thanks Mom."
"Is everything okay, Jason? You look a little down in the dumps today." You can't hide anything from Mom, can you?
"Yeah, Mom. Everything's fine."
She lingered for just a moment more, and then shut the door, going back to the kitchen to finish dinner.
I rolled over onto my back and pondered the situation. Adam had called? I wondered what he would say. Would he tell me to never speak to him again? Threaten me with violence? I don't even know that I cared if he did want to kick my ass. I wasn't afraid of being physically hurt, it would be nothing compared to what I felt inside right now. I didn't know how I would handle losing all my friends, though. I had grown to depend on them for support, even though they did not know it. I don't think I could face them at school or around town and not be able to talk to them. Or worse, see them at school or in town and them berate me for who and what I am. I pondered this as I rolled out of bed and went to the restroom to wash up for dinner.
As I walked into the kitchen, the phone rang. I froze. The phone continued to ring and my mom turned around to see me standing there staring at it.
"Well, are you going to answer it, or just let it ring all night?"
I picked up the phone and pushed the TALK button.
"Hello?"
"Jason?"
The quite voice at the other end of the line was unmistakable. It was Adam. It seemed that I would not have to wait long to find out what my, our, fate would be.
"Yeah, its me," I said as I carried the cordless back to my room. I didn't want Mom to see me breakdown when I got the impending news.
"What's up?" he asked nonchalantly. Why was he playing this game? I would have figured that he would begin the tirade almost immediately. He must be nervous. Maybe he didn't want our friendship to end after all.
"Not much, just getting ready to eat dinner. What are you doing?" I asked nervously. How long was this little dance going to continue. Not long, I hoped. I couldn't handle the suspense for too much longer.
"Sitting here thinking," was Adam's reply. "Look, we need to talk about what happened today. But I don't want to talk over the phone. Can you meet me at the Corner?"
The Corner was a local convenience store that was everyone's favorite hangout. It was also where I worked on weekends. There were tables and chairs where you could sit down and talk while drinking a soda, or eating a sandwich from the deli. It was a very public place, so I didn't think that Adam would invite me there to start a fight. However, if he wanted to humiliate me and publicly announce that I was gay, this would be the perfect place to start.
"Yeah, let me eat dinner first," I said. "How about a half hour from now?"
"Okay, I'll see you about eight, then."
We hung up and I went to the kitchen to eat dinner. I wasn't really hungry, and I wasn't sure if I would be able to hold much food down right now. My stomach felt like a whirlwind was going through it, I was so nervous. I sat there and picked at my food for about ten minutes, and then dumped my plate. I told my mom that I was going into town and would be back in a while.
I climbed into my truck and started the motor. Reaching under the seat, I pulled out the pack of cigarettes that I kept hidden there. This would definitely help calm my nerves right now.
Sparking up a cig, I pulled out of the driveway and headed into town. There weren't many people in town tonight, as this was a Tuesday. Driving through town, I finished the cigarette and figured I would go on over to the Corner and wait for Adam.
Pulling into the parking lot, I saw that Adam was there early, too. There were no other cars in the parking lot except for the one belonging to the clerk on duty.
Adam was sitting in his car when I pulled up, and got out to wait for me to park. When I pulled into the spot next to him, he opened the passenger side door and climbed in.
"Let's go for a drive," Adam said, with no hint of malice in his voice. Well, at least this way I had some control over the situation, and it wasn't likely that he would start a fight while I was driving.
I pulled back out of the parking lot and onto the main road heading through town. We continued on in silence for several minutes before I decided to break the ice.
"Adam, look, I'm sorry about what happened today. I understand if you don't want to be friends anymore. And if you want to tell everyone what happened, I understand that too." I was lying. I didn't understand anything at the moment, except for my fears. Adam just looked out the window thoughtfully, as if he were really interested in what was passing by on the side of the road.
"Jason, I'm not going to tell anyone. I don't want our friendship to end, either. But I need some time to think. I want you to know that I'm not gay, so don't make any mistake about that. I don't quite understand what happened today, and I need time to sort it out. Nobody will find out though, unless you tell them. So just leave me alone for a while until I can figure this out."
I absorbed what he was saying. It was considerably better than what I had expected to hear. I took the cue that the conversation was almost over, so I started heading back to the store.
The conversation was in fact over; neither one of us speaking again before we pulled into the parking lot. Adam started to open his door and get out when I stopped him.
"Adam?"
He didn't reply, only turned to look at me.
"Thanks, and again, I'm sorry."
He shut the truck door and got into his own car and pulled away. I sat there for a few minutes thinking to myself, feeling like a weight had been lifted. I was also a bit disappointed. I guess I had hoped that maybe he would accept me and maybe even admit to me that he was gay. Again, wishful thinking.
I pulled out of the parking lot and headed home.
Well, there's Chapter 2. Sorry for the long wait. I didn't get around to introducing the other characters, guess it'll have to wait till next time. Thanks again to everyone who wrote. I couldn't believe all the emails and instant messages I got. I was really happy to hear from all of you. I hope that this chapter didn't turn some of you off from the story. I find it hard to turn out chapter after chapter like so many of the great authors on NIFTY do and still try to keep it interesting. Anyway, the next chapter may be a while, I have to decide which direction to go with the story, and then write it, so bare with me. Email me or IM me and tell me what you think. jbdallas07@yahoo.com