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A Tale of Two Boys Part 2 -a short story


 

 

 

 

A few weeks later school started. Me and Ian found our places in this years' social structure, as it changes from year to year. He played sports so he went with the popular kids. I don't, so I found myself with everyone else. We got together for lunch but never showed our feelings for each other in school. However a few of my friends knew I was gay and noticed the way we looked at each other. It was Jessica that asked Ian if he was gay in lunch everyone in ear shot turned to face him. I was scared for him and to my surprise he said yes in a loud voice and kissed me with every bit of emotion as our first. I was speechless so I returned his favor. Let me tell you it feels good to say f**k off to what people think and I think Ian liked it as much as I did. It was awesome and no one really cared if they did they said little.

Back on the farm my aunt and uncle sort of stumbled onto our relationship. They were really cool about it. Their home was our home anyway. However as the days went by I found my self resenting Ian for being skilled at sports. And as I found out later that he resented me for being smart and caring for people that had less then me. Even I didn t have a lot but I always gave what I could to them.  But most of all we cared deeply for each other. My aunt was there to talk to and Ian also found it easy to talk to her as well. One day she walked out of her room in tears from what must have been said to her. As she walked back  Call us anytime you need us we will be there for you.  Then I notice Ian was also in tears I wanted to know what was going on but I never got a reply out of any one of the two. It was a sad thing really. As I spent time with him I got the impression that his home life was not the best I felt scars on him that ran deep much like my own. My father used to beat me when I did the smallest thing wrong. And twelve years of that leaves its scars but they do heal it takes awhile but it does in time.

It was near the end of September and the first school dance of the year was two weeks away.  I want to take you to the fall dance. I mean what s wrong with taking you. I'm not afraid of any body there look at these arms! as he pulled up he sleeves.  I want to make you happy and what's living life when you're afraid? You told me that from the first day I met you the day we jumped of the falls.  I expected him to turn one of my quotes against me but not that one.

Look, you know I m not afraid for me I'm just well  you have every thing your popular, I'm not and you play sports. And what would you father think?  I struck a nerve there and it showed in his face.  And yes I will go with you.
The next day we went and signed up as a couple for the dance in the office as it was cheaper to buy tickets that way. As we walked to class our names were called over the p.a. system to report to the office. I knew what it was about us signing up as a couple for the dance. We walked in silence in to the office the principal told us to come in a sit down.

Why did you sign up as a couple you know the school policy on that it has to be a boy and a girl. Now I can t let you do that. I m not against gays but it the school so you can t sign up as a couple, do you understand? 
No!  Ian raised his voice and became angry out of this whole thing.  Well the school is wrong times changed it needs to be changed. How can you just tell us no when it s right for us?! Why can you take it to the board?
The board will not allow it; you know that and they will throw a fit if they know that you signed up as a couple. Look I will talk to the superintendent and see what we can do ok? 

Call him now and see what he says about It.  Ian stated commandingly. By this time first period was half over with.
Ok, I m going to do this remove you names and I still give you the discount it is the best I can do for you and I will take this matter to the board but it wont do any good.

The weekend came and Ian was not around. I called there was no answer, I went to his house no one answered the door. No one knew where he was. I stayed at my aunt s all weekend and there was no sign of him anywhere. I started to cry I thought that his father killed him or something. I went to school Monday expecting him to be there but he wasn t and it worried me. I left school early that day and went to the farm to be alone. I went to the creek to see if he ran away and was there but nothing but the birds and the water.

I didn't know where he was or even if he was still alive. The sun was setting in the west, the close of yet another day with out hearing from him. I didn't eat dinner or sleep. Everyone was asleep and the phone rang my heart jumped a little. I answered and I started yelling for my aunt it was Ian. He was in trouble and was in bad shape from the tone of his voice. All he said was to pick him up at wood gate road. My aunt called the cops on her cell as we drove to pick him up. We met the cops near where he said he will be. He wasn't there; something was wrong as he is always on time. Thirty minutes went by before the troopers decided to go look for him. 

I was stumbling through the woods blind in the dark when I came across a soft mass and it grunted as I stepped on it. It moved with a bit of difficulty.
Adam?  a very weak Ian mumbled.
I'm here, Ian. Where is your brother?
He is with my father at camp I couldn't take him with me but we have to go back and get him.

I have to get you outta here first.  I said acting tough for both of us as I picked him up over my shoulder and started to carry him back to the road. 
The ambulance was called and he was taken in for medical attention and pictures of his wounds. Then came the matter of his brother and father. The cops called for back up and two other cars came .They found the camper and his father was arrested for child abuse. His father wasn't a bad guy just he had anger issues but other than that he was a good guy. But this was the last straw for both of them. He was arrested with out problem. The paramedics found Ian with no serous injuries and allowed us to take him home with us while the cops took care of his father. Ian's brother also went with us as he had no place to go. As we went home Ian and I cuddled in the back enjoying each other. My aunt gave them one of my cousin s rooms and she slept out in the living room. It was now e a.m. in the morning me I couldn t sleep so I went out on the back deck and Ian must have heard me as he came out. I lit up a smoke and sat on the steps. Ian came over and sat next to me.

Thanks for coming and getting me I thought he would kill me or something.  As he started to cry again. I held him close to me; I stared into his beautiful eyes. He smelled nasty from the blood and not taking a shower in four days. He was really weak so I gave him a bath as the light of the rising sun flooded the bathroom. His bruises were really sore so I gently cleaned him.
We went out side as the coffee started to brew we didn't talk much but we knew nothing needed to be said. The sun rise was beautiful even though the night was along one. It was as if nature was saying everything was alright.  He was still going to the dance this coming week end and that was enough for me. 

The night of the dance was here the bruises started to go away but you could still see them. His leg was still bothering him but he insisted on going. Ian looked stunning in his white suite even the black eye didn t hinder his looks. I kept staring at him, as he posed for pictures in the dinning room, like it was the first time I saw him. A beep came from the driveway it was our friends. They came through the door like it was a funeral; in a way it was it would be the last night all of us were together.

The dance was amazing, the flowers and the balloons were stunning somehow it seemed like magic. We danced and had a good time. Like always the last dance was a slow, lingering ballad.  As we danced, the music seemed to flow through us and our movements melted together. The end came finally but it seemed forever and as it did I found my self in the middle of a circle with just Ian next to me, everyone else was standing around watching us. The band started another slow dance this time much slower than the last. Ian held me tight and put his head on my shoulder. I moved to kiss him and our lips met in a circle of people alone except the lights. The dance ended yet we still stood there holding each other and our lips met and a flash of light ended the moment. It seemed like magic the way the dance ended.

We hung around till the janitors told us to leave, Jessica and a few others were heading to a party while me and Ian went home. We got through the door and everyone looked grim. There had been a car accident and Jessica didn't make it. She was killed by a drunk driver leaving the same party they were headed to. I started to break down and cry, I felt sick really sick. I barely made it to the garbage in time. I went out side and sat Ian followed me out but I shrugged him off as I needed to be alone. Ian understood and went back in the house.

I started to walk it didn't matter where I was headed as long as I was moving I was fine. I walked down to the creek the water looked so calm and care free. I sat by a rock on the edge of the falls and cried till I was numb inside. But I sat there for the longest time before I headed back. And I met Ian following my path to come look for me. It was four thirty in the morning yet it seemed like a few minutes. He gave me a hug and never let go but tears were running down blurring everything I could see in the dark.
I'm so sorry, I didn't know Jess as long as you have but I know how you must feel.
How would you know you never lost anyone close to you before, somebody
you'd known your entire life!  I yelled as I pushed him away.

I do know how it is I lost my mother when I was six! I know I told you that she left my father but the truth is I'm sorry, I didn't know. But it's ok Ian I know why you said that about your mother. You never really dealt with it have you?  I embraced him again realizing my mistake. 
And so the night ended in tragedy. But there are other roads that must be traveled and a lifetime of happiness and tragedies must be lived and who else could walk my road but me? For now I walked with Ian but would I be with him tomorrow or next year or my entire life? Well there is only one way to find out and the tale is not yet over with.
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