Date: Tue, 11 Nov 2003 19:35:37 -0800 (PST)
From: sam iam <carolinascribbler679@yahoo.com>
Subject: I Once Was Lost Ch.9

I ONCE WAS LOST
CHAPTER 9
BY
THE CAROLINA SCRIBBLER

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***I've addressed this question in a few emails already but more and more
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ARE YOU REALLY THE CAROLINA SCRIBBLER OR SOMEONE ELSE?

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(RECAP)

"You ready to go back to bed?" he asked.

"I guess but I'm still not sleepy," I answered as I put our glasses in the
sink beside Charles'.

"Who said anything about going to sleep," he replied with wide grin. He
then let out a soft guttural chuckle.

"You, Mr. Myers are one...bad...boy," I said playfully.

"C'mon and find out just how bad I can be," he replied in a naughty voice.

We hurriedly made it up to my room, taking the steps two at a time and soon
I did find out.


(THE STORY CONTINUES)

I woke up and immediately felt that something was amiss. I glanced over my
shoulder and saw that Will wasn't in the bed. I felt the sheet and it was
still warm. I stood up and stretched wildly then I glanced at the clock. It
was 7:46. I scratched my balls, wondering where Will was.

I opened the door to my room and heard the shower running across the hall
so I went in, figuring it was Will, thinking at the last moment there was a
possibility it could be Charles. I thought for a moment about how he'd
react to seeing me standing there naked with a 7 inches sticking straight
out.

I wanted to open the shower door but was afraid too. If it was Charles he'd
be embarrassed to death or then again he might make some crack like, `Nice
one there Jess' then we'd laugh. I struggled for a moment and then decided
`Screw it' and I opened the door.

Will jumped and damn near fell. It was so funny I cracked up and he looked
pissed. Then he did fall, right on his butt with a loud thud. He started
laughing and I really lost it. I sat down hard in the floor. In about 15
seconds flat we heard a, "Jess? Will? Are you guys alright" coming from the
top of the stairs.

We were laughing so hard, neither of us could answer. Charles tapped on the
door but all I could do was gasp for breath. The water from the shower beat
Will in the face as he practically convulsed with laughter.

"Jesse, are you guys ok?" Charles asked as the bathroom door opened
slowly. He poked his head in and Will and I howled.

He opened the door wider and stepped in, quickly assessed the situation and
threw his hands up in the air as he looked skyward.

"Why me Lord?" he said with a chuckle, "Ya'll be careful, I've got bacon
burning I think."

He looked at each of us again quickly and flashed a grin as he exited,
closing the door behind him.

"I bet Charles thinks we're completely insane," Will said as he finally
picked himself up.

"Probably," I said.

I stepped into the shower with Will and we didn't fool around either. I
think we were both too hungry. I was careful not to get my bandage wet
too. That thing was a pain but only a couple more days then I'd be rid of
it. We finished, dried off and dressed all in about 15 minutes. We walked
into the kitchen just as Charles was setting the plates on the table.

"Hey guys, all clean?" he said devilishly.

"Inside and out," Will said without missing a beat.

Charles groaned and rolled his eyes.

I eyed the spread on the table. "Man! You did make a big boy breakfast,' I
exclaimed.

"Charles, you really shouldn't have made all this," Will added.

"Aw shucks fellers, twern't nuthin," he replied. We laughed as we sat done
and started to dig in.

We picked at each other and joked around through breakfast and Will and I
made Charles sit at the table as he and I cleaned up.

"Just be quiet and relax," Will said as he placed his hand on Charles'
shoulder and gently pushed him onto his chair.

"Ok ok. I'll just sit here," he said.

He wasn't still for long. He got up and walked into the living room, first
turning on the stereo and then putting in a cd before coming back into the
kitchen. He poured himself another cup of coffee and offered another cup to
Will, he accepted. I didn't drink coffee but he did pour some more orange
juice in my glass.

Once Will and I were done cleaning up we sat down with Charles but in a
minute we all decided to go out to the picnic table under the oak tree out
back. I grabbed the cordless phone and followed them outside.

"Thanks for cleaning everything up guys," Charles said appreciatively.

"It was the least we could do after you made that...what did you call it,
big boy breakfast?" Will replied. Charles nodded and smiled.

"What are you gonna do today?" I asked Charles.

"I was going to go over to Mom and Dad's about 11 and pick up Michael's
stuff. My friends' Mark and Lin are going to meet here and follow me
over. Mark's bringing his truck too so we can get it all in one trip,
hopefully. Frankly guys, since all this happened with Michael and Dad and
now the house is up for sale and Mom's moving to Savannah, I just don't
want to hang around long over there. It was my home for a long time
but...well, that's all in the past now."

Charles sighed loudly and stared blankly at his coffee cup, circling the
rim with his index finger.

"You ok Charles?" Will asked.

"Yeah, I'll be fine, thanks," he said.

Charles smiled politely. Behind that smile was pain though. Charles was
hurting and I knew it. I leaned over and kneaded his shoulder. Will took my
cue and gave him a hug.

Charles took a sip from his cup as the phone rang. I answered it and almost
went into shock when I heard the voice on the other end.

"Uncle Bert!" I shouted.

It was my Dad's older brother, Albert. He told me that he had some great
news but in short, he along with my aunt Maxine and Scott, my cousin, were
bringing my things down from Winston-Salem. He didn't go into details only
saying that he'd give me the full story tomorrow when they got here. I
thanked him and we hung up. This was great! I couldn't wait to see
them. Bert and my Dad were as different as night and day. They looked alike
but that was it as far as the similarities went.

"Guys, you aren't going to believe this. My Aunt Maxine, Uncle Bert and my
cousin Scott are bringing my stuff down tomorrow. Dad's not coming." I said
excitedly.

"Cool Jess!" Charles said.

"That's great!" Will chimed.

I told them all about Bert, Maxine and Scott but there was one thing in
particular I wanted them to know about.

"Just so you guys will know when you see Bert limp, he was in an
accident. One night about 6 or 7 years ago he and Aunt Maxine were going
out shopping, it was right before Christmas and they were hit from behind
while sitting at a stoplight. The impact pushed their car into the
intersection where they were hit a second time. They both had some pretty
bad injuries and Uncle Bert's leg had to be amputated. It took a long time
for them to recover, especially Bert but they have never complained about
it."

"That's horrible Jess. I'm really sorry," Will said as he patted my
shoulder.

"Me too," Charles said.

"It's ok guys, really. They're doing fine now and Uncle Bert even cracks
jokes about his artificial leg. He's a total idiot sometimes, Scott too so
I know ya'll are gonna like them. He and Aunt Maxine go out and do stuff
now just like nothing ever happened. Bert went back to the company he was
with before the accident, he's a dock foreman now. He dispatches too. They
live in Statesville which isn't far from Winston-Salem but Uncle Bert and
Dad aren't too close. We've always seen each other at holidays but when I
was a kid it seemed we saw them more. Maybe they had an argument or
something, I don't know. I'm just glad they're the ones bringing my stuff
and not Larry."

"Larry's your father, right?" asked Charles.

"Yeah, and my mother is Sandra."

"I think you told me that but I forgot," he said scratching the side of his
head.

"That's so good about your uncle doing so well and not feeling bad about
losing his leg. A lot of amputees fall into a depression especially
adults. Kids and teenagers are more resilient and bounce back quicker but
it's wonderful about Bert though," Will said.

"You guys are going to love `em, all three of them," I beamed.

"They sound like good people," Charles stated.

"Oh they are. I wonder why they're bringing my stuff though, that's odd."

Will and Charles shrugged their shoulders.

"Hey Jess, let me bum one of those," Charles said as he pointed to my
cigarette.

"I thought you didn't smoke," I replied. I took my pack out of my pants and
handed it along with my lighter to him.

"I don't now, I used to along time ago. I smoked in high school and just
after but I quit," he said.

"My God Charles and I thought you were such a Boy Scout," Will said acting
surprised.

"I was never a Boy Scout. I was a Girl Scout but they kicked me out."

Will looked stunned. I knew right then this had to be a joke.

"You're kidding me, right? You were in the Girl Scouts? They kicked you out
because they found out you had a little winkie, right?" he said with a sly
grin.

Charles took a long drag from his cigarette and exhaled slowly. Damn he was
good. He cocked up an eyebrow as he stared at Will.

"Nope, they caught me eating a brownie," he finally replied stone-faced.

I had to turn away to laugh and poor Will still didn't catch it right away.

"Charles Stoneman, you are horrible you know that? I mean it, just
horrible," Will finally laughed.

Charles and I cracked up over that and gave each other a high five. That
was pretty funny.

"Tea! I need tea!" he suddenly shouted and jogged back to the house.

"He's such a mess that boy is," Will chuckled. I nodded in agreement.

"What are you're plans today?" I asked.

"I'm all yours if you want me," he replied.

"I think you know the answer to that question already, but..."

Will leaned over and kissed me.

"Yes I do know the answer already and I hope that kiss let's you know how I
feel."

"It does and it makes me feel good too."

Will grinned.

Charles stepped back out and flicked his cigarette onto the driveway.

"Now I remember why I quit those things," he chortled.

"Why?" I replied.

"They're nasty man." He twisted up his face to emphasize the point.

"Not to mention unhealthy," Will added.

"Well shit, let's pick on the smoker," I said defensively.

"I'm not picking on you Jesse. I'm just stating a fact. I used to smoke
too."

"I didn't know that."

"Oh yeah," he said, nodding his head.

`I'll quit one of these days.' I thought.

I leaned over to Will and whispered in his ear, "Why don't you ask Charles
if they could use some extra help moving Michael's things?"

"I was just thinking of that," he grinned.

"Hey Charles?" Will asked.

"Yeah" he replied.

"Do you think that you, Mark and Lin could use some more hands to help move
your brother's things?"

"Sure man, that'd be great! With five of us we could knock it out in no
time," Charles said.

He shook Will's hand and then mine.

The phone rang and Charles answered it this time. In a moment he stood and
cupped his hand over the phone, telling us he'd be right back. He went
inside the house.

"Will, um...about tomorrow night, I don't know if"

"Say no more Jesse. I know your Aunt and Uncle and cousin are bringing your
things down and you're excited to see them. If we can't go out tomorrow
night we'll have other nights."

"Yeah but I was really looking forward to us having an evening together,
you know?"

"What about last night?" Will said playfully.

"Last night was heaven, it was but I want us to go out and see things and
do things...together. I guess I'm not making any sense at all, am I?"

"You're making perfect sense Jesse. It'll happen too but let's just play it
by ear. Maybe we can get together with your relatives tomorrow night and do
some family stuff. There will be time for us I promise," he said with a
twinkle in his eye.

Charles back out and told us that was Jennifer who had just called and she
was going to stop by this evening on her way to work.

We hung out just shooting the breeze until Mark and Lin pulled up. They
were in Mark's truck. Charles introduced everyone and we shook hands then
went over to his parent's house to load up Michael's things. Will and I
both noticed that Lin called Charles "Moose" and we laughed as we
speculated why. I rode with Will in his car and we followed Charles. Mark
and Lin were behind us.

We stopped at a Scotchman's so Charles could top off his gas tank. We
pulled into the lot off to the side and waited for him. Mark pulled in
behind us. He was driving a red Silverado. He hopped out of his truck and
went inside. Lin walked up to my side and I rolled down the window.

"Hey men, how ya'll doin'?" he asked with a grin.

I fell in love with his accent right away. It was a cross between thick
Vietnamese and a healthy dose of that twangy drawl one could only get from
having grown up in the southern US mixed with a dash of urban coolness.

"We're doing good man," I replied with a chuckle.

Lin smiled. In fact, that boy grinned all the damn time I found out. He was
short about 5'2" I guessed and a little bundle of energy. He walked fast
and talked fast but not in a slick, shady way. He was cool, I liked him.

"So man, you Moose's new roommate huh? How you like it out there?"

"Yeah, I like it. It's nice and Charles is cool," I replied.

"Yeah he's cool. He's my best friend too, man. We've known each other since
high school I guess and he's got me outta so many jams, shit."

"Was Charles crazy in high school?" I asked.

"Oh hell yeah. That's when he got his nickname man. One year, I think it
was our junior year, there was this huge Halloween party some chick was
havin' at her house. Her parents were gone so everybody shows up. I mean
everybody too and we all were dressed up too. Well after a while, you know,
people start pairing up and disappearing to hook you know? Charles
disappears too but I figure he's getting him some since he's been bitchin'
for like 3 or 4 weeks about havin' to jack his dick all the time. Well, I
ain't too worried and I figure my boy is off doing his thing so I ain't
gonna rush him but...it's startin' to get late and people are leaving. It
gets down to maybe 15 people and I hear some girls talkin' about `Where's
Traci, Where's Traci?' She was this fine girl too, real pretty. Some dude
comes into the living room and whispers out loud that he thinks Charles and
Traci are fucking in one of the bedrooms. Everybody sneaks down the hall
real quiet you know and we all stand there at the bedroom door and sure
enough, we can hear `em inside. They doin' it too, man! Somebody says let's
all rush inside the room and take a picture. Hell it seems like everybody
had a camera that night too and somebody gave me one. Well Greg Jordan
turned the doorknob real slowly and he pushed the door a little and SHIT it
opened too. Shame on them man, they should have locked the door. It opened
all the way and everybody was really quiet. There they were man, oh damn it
was funny too. Charles' ass was sticking up in the air and his big old
balls flopping back and forth while he's dicking that girl. Somebody
giggled and made a comment about how big his nuts were. Charles must have
heard it too because he raised his head but all you could see was the back
of it though. He had on a pair of some goofy moose antlers or something and
everybody started laughing. He turned his head to face us just then and he
musta came at the same time. The expression on that boys face was priceless
man. I snapped the picture right then and two or three others did too then
everybody rushed into the room, taking pictures and laughing and shit. Oh
man it was funny. He was a little embarrassed at first but he was a good
sport about it. Every now and then somebody will bring it up and we'll joke
about it. We used to do crazy stuff like that to each other all the time
man."

Will and I were practically in tears over that story. Charles walked over
at that point. Mark was just behind him.

"What are you guys laughing at?" he asked with a smile. He glanced at Will
and me and then back to Lin.

"Nothing man," Lin replied with a look of total innocence.

"Yeah right. Spill the beans, Jess."

"Honest man, it was nothing," I chuckled.

Charles looked back at Lin. His eyes widened and a big smile washed across
his face.

"Shit! You told them my nickname didn't you?"

"I did not tell them how you got the nickname "Moose", I swear it man," Lin
said now chuckling.

That cracked everybody up.

"You're supposed to be my best friend," he said to Lin.

"Charles, that story is too funny not to share."

We laughed a little more and teased Charles some then he ran inside to
pay. In a minute we were back on the road.

After a minute or two I looked over at Will, thinking to myself. He glanced
at me and back at the road and started laughing hard.

"What?"

"I know exactly what you're thinking Jesse Mayhew so go ahead and say it."

"I'm not saying anything," I laughed.

"Ok then, I'll tell you. You're sitting there, staring at me thinking, `I
wonder how Will would look in a set of Moose antlers?' aren't you? Admit it
Jesse."

Oh Lord, he busted me. It was true.

"Yes you shit," I laughed, "I was thinking that. How did you know?"

"I was thinking the same thing about you."

Just when I was about to catch my breath he looks at me and yells `Moose!'

We finally calm down just before we pull into the driveway of Charles' old
home. It was a two story brick house in a very nice neighborhood. His
mother greeted us at the door but it was obvious there was tension between
her and Charles. We all hustled up to Michael's bedroom and began breaking
down the bed, emptying drawers and packing boxes. Just like Charles had
said. With five of us, we were done quickly. We told Mrs. Stoneman goodbye
and we left.

"I can see what Charles meant when he said he didn't want to hang around
long. His mother was a bit standoffish," Will said when we were back in his
car.

"I think she acted like a bitch."

Will snickered at that.

We made it home and unloaded everything into Michael's room. It's funny how
unpacking always seems to take longer than packing. When we were done Lin
suggested we all go out for a pizza. Mark said he needed to get back home
to shower and change for work but would take a rain check. He was a police
officer too and he worked 2nd shift. He was a big, burly guy, not as tall
as Charles but stockier. He had a slight belly too and was pretty
hairy. Charles said he'd run Lin back home when we were done, that way he
could go and not worry about a ride.

We left right after Mark did. Will and I followed Charles and Lin. We went
to a locally owned joint just off King's Highway. They had a large outdoor
dining patio. The tables had big umbrellas for shade but they didn't help
much in the midday sun. We could have eaten inside but chose the patio. I'm
sure in the evening or at night it would've been great though. It was some
of the best pizza I had ever eaten but we didn't stay long. It was just too
damn hot. We parted company with Charles and Lin when we left the
restaurant.

Once we were in Will's car, he asked if I'd like to see his place. I said
sure. He lived in an upscale condo community. It was mostly singles and
young married couples he told me. In fact, we saw a young couple decked out
in swimwear walking up the sidewalk with a little boy of maybe 2 or 3 years
of age.

Will knew them and we stopped for a moment to say hello. Their names were
Danny and Marissa Cash. They were taking Danny Jr. to the pool for a few
minutes. We chatted cordially and then let them continue on. Danny was a
mechanic for a small but growing airline based in Myrtle Beach and he was
going to have to leave tonight and be gone for a couple of days. I can't
blame a father for wanting to spend a little time with his family. I just
hoped they remembered sunblock for the baby.

"They seem nice," I said glancing over at Will.

"Oh they are a sweet family," he replied, "They live right next door and
they've been so good to me. We're really close."

I figured there was a story there so I asked.

"How so?"

We pulled into a parking space and got out of the car.

"This might get emotional Jesse," he said as he quickly glanced around,
"I'll tell you the rest inside."

We walked up the sidewalk and went inside. We stepped into the kitchen and
he took two diet sodas from the fridge, handing one of them to me. We sat
at the table as he continued.

"Ken and I moved in here shortly after college. We were so happy too
because this was our first "real" home together but we were also a little
nervous. We had decided to live openly and by that I mean we didn't go
around flaunting our sexuality but if anyone should ask, we wanted to be
truthful. Almost immediately Danny took up with me and Ken, mostly with Ken
because they had so much in common. Both had played sports in school and
loved watching them on tv too. Danny would be over here or Ken would be
over there, it was funny really because they acted just like kids. Ken
would say, `Will I'm going over to Danny's, I'll be back in a few' and I
knew, that meant a few hours not minutes. After a while I'd knock on Danny
and Marissa's front door and when Marissa would let me in she'd say the
kids were playing in the living room. It became an inside joke with us
because the same thing would happen when Danny would come over here.

This went on for several weeks and like I said, we all became
close. Occasionally Danny and Marissa would have a little spat and one of
them would come over to here to brood or pout a little. We'd talk or tell
jokes until he or she felt better then all would be well. It was and still
is rare but it happens occasionally. They're a very happy couple most of
the time.

I remember the day they found out Marissa was pregnant. They were both on
cloud 9, I mean absolutely ecstatic and they rushed over here as soon as
they got the news. We couldn't have been any happier for them.

I think one of the reasons too that Danny took up with Ken so much was
because he was an only child. Danny's parent's died when he was young and
both of them were an only child so he had no brothers or sisters or even
cousins. He was raised by an older great aunt. She passed away just after
he graduated high school. He grew up pretty shy and introverted. His great
aunt was strict too he said. He was really in need of friends, buddies he
could just pal around with and shoot the shit with.

Ken and I had mentioned in passing to each other that we figured Marissa
and Danny probably suspected we were gay but they just hadn't broached the
subject. One night he was over and the three of us were watching a
ballgame. We were really getting into it when it went to a
commercial. Somehow the subject of homosexuality came up and Danny said he
could tell if a guy was gay or not. The conversation continued for several
minutes until finally Ken just came right out and told him that he and I
were gay.

Danny was silent and looked back and forth between Ken and me for a long
time before finally turning back to the tv. After 10 or 15 minutes had
passed he stood up and said he had to run and would talk to us later. Ken
wanted to go over and talk to Danny to find out what was wrong but I
convinced him to give Danny a little time. About 3 days passed and I ran
into Marissa outside one day and she told me that Danny had told her what
Ken had said. She hugged me and said she had no problems with us and had
even suspected it but Danny was having some difficulties. She said he acted
"lost" and kind of moped around the house but wouldn't really talk what was
bothering him. A few more days passed and then one day I found an envelope
in the mailbox for Ken and me from him. We read it together and Jesse, it
damn near broke our hearts. We saved it too and I still have it upstairs,
tucked away. It was almost 4 pages and it was so heartfelt. The short of it
went like this. Danny was raised, just like so many other people are, to
believe that homosexuality is a sin and it's wrong. He said he never, not
even once, suspected that Ken and I might be gay and it stunned him when
Ken told him that we were because he never saw us "acting" gay. He believed
that all the stereotypes we see in movies and on tv were what gay men
really were and that was that.

Well, at the end of the letter he apologized and asked us to forgive him
and if we did to please call him. When we read that part my heart
melted. Ken got emotional too and soon tears were running down our faces.

Ken called Danny and invited him to come over, with Marissa too, if she was
home. Ken hung up the telephone and we waited. It seemed like forever
before the doorbell rang. I answered it and let them in. They stepped
through the doorway with a soft `hello' and I invited them to sit. I sat on
the sofa next to Ken and we held hands.

Ken started talking but the very second he said `We forgive you' Danny
began sobbing and then Marissa started. Well, as you can imagine we all had
ourselves a good cry. What was said next though was a bombshell we weren't
expecting."

Will said he'd be right back and stepped out of the kitchen. I walked over
and grabbed a paper towel and blew my nose. I sat back down and Will came
back with a box of tissues. I wiped my eyes, he did too.

"Well," he continued, "Danny dropped a bomb on all three of us. He said
there was something that had bothered him for a long time but he had never
told anyone, not even Marissa and it was hurting him inside. Danny was
having a difficult time trying to get started. He seemed embarrassed
actually so Ken stood up and motioned for him to do the same then he hugged
him and told him we were his friends and that no matter what it was we'd
still be friends and we'd be there for him. Danny sat back down and he
embraced Marissa. He sobbed so hard and they held each other for a long
time. She told him that she loved him. When he was ready he cleared his
throat and told us there was another reason, one he hadn't mentioned in the
letter, why he acted the way he did the other night. He said he had been
molested when he was younger, about 12 I think he said, by an older teenage
boy in his neighborhood and that had left him emotionally stunted and
contributed to his beliefs about gays and lesbians. There wasn't any
penetration but he was forced to perform oral sex on the guy. It was a guy
whom everyone in the neighborhood thought well of. All the parents liked
him and the kids all looked up to him. Danny said it was a horrifying
experience and he was crying and begging the guy to stop but the boy teased
him and laughed at him and finally did something so humiliating."

"What could have possibly been more humiliating to the boy than that?" I
asked.

"When the guy was finished he grabbed Danny by the hair and told him if he
breathed a word to anybody that he'd kill his aunt and burn down their
house and then...he rubbed Danny's face in the mess he just shot onto the
bed and then he made him stop crying before he'd let him leave. Danny
grabbed his bike and peddled off down a trail into the woods to a fort he
and some friends had built and he said he just sat there and cried, afraid
to guy home, afraid that someone would find out what happened to him and
afraid he'd see that guy again. When he finally did go home he said his
aunt beat him because he was late for supper."

"Will, I can't begin to imagine what that was like for Danny. Did that
incident really screw him up?" I wiped my eyes again. I felt so sorry for
Danny.

"Yeah, he said it did for a long time and I know for a fact that it takes
victims of certain crimes a long time to heal, emotionally.

"Will, why didn't he tell his aunt or a neighbor or somebody...anybody?"

My tears were flowing again and Will dabbed my eyes for me. He crumpled up
the tissue and wiped his too.

"Jesse, I've seen victims of rape, incest and molestations come into the
E.R. and in almost every single case the victim has an overwhelming feeling
of guilt and embarrassment. They feel that what happened was somehow their
fault. Forced sex in any form and on anybody is a horrible crime. It rarely
leaves visible scars but the emotional scars are far, far worse I
think. The damage that's done manifests itself in countless ways too. In
Danny's case, he withdrew and that incident, coupled with his strict
upbringing fueled his intolerance for anybody who was different. Sex is
meant to be something wonderful, loving and fun between two people who want
it but when one of them, male or female, gay or straight, it's the worst
thing imaginable. A lot of the victims get help, some don't and Danny was
one of those who didn't. He kept it bottled inside for a long time."

"That's why he freaked when you guys told him you were gay. He was molested
by a guy so he probably made some kind of connection between what he was
forced to do and homosexuality, right?"

"Yeah, and the guy called him some nasty, derogatory names while it was
going on too so you can imagine what that would do to a kid's psyche. All
that plus his aunt, well society too, warped him."

"I still can't get over the fact he never told anyone. The guilt must have
been unbearable."

"Not a soul. But after he told us we could see a noticeable difference in
his personality. He seemed a little happier, more sure of himself. I don't
think he's seen a counselor but I guess just talking to us and getting it
out of his system helped."

"Amazing, that's absolutely amazing. I guess you never know what people
have to deal with in their lives," I sighed and shook my head.

Will took my hand in his.

"Everyone has a cross to bear," he said softly.

`I guess they do,' I thought to myself.

Will stood up and walked over to the sink, opening up a cabinet door
underneath. He took out a small watering can and began to fill it from the
faucet.

"Walk with me Jesse," he said.

I followed him upstairs and through his bedroom. He unlocked the sliding
glass door and we stepped out onto the balcony.

"See this plant?" he asked.

"Yeah"

He held up one of the runners which looked about 3 ft. long.

"Jeannetta and Rashaad gave this to me when Ken passed away. For a while I
really didn't pay much attention to it. I set it in the corner and kind of
forgot about it. One day I noticed it seemed to be dying so I picked off
the dead leaves and watered it and placed it where it could get some
sunlight. In a few days it was greener. A few weeks later, after watering
it and talking to it and making sure it was in the light regularly, I
noticed it was really starting to grow. Now look, it's completely healthy,
flourishing even."

"Yeah I see. You gave that plant some attention and it started to grow."

"Exactly, but it's more than just a little attention. Plants are like
people, give them what they need and they'll flourish."

Something clicked in my brain just then.

"Why does this happen? I mean, it's seems that I learn something every
single time I'm with you?" I smiled.

Will chuckled and shrugged his shoulders.

"You mentioned that Eric and Marissa have been good to you. What did you
mean?" I asked.

"Like I said, we all became good friends but when Ken became ill, they'd do
a lot of our shopping for us and sit with him if I needed to run errands
and when he died I...I fell into a depression, my dark hole as I called
it. They pulled me out and just like this plant, they cared for me and
loved me and now...I'm ok."

"I'm glad you're doing ok Will."

He wrapped his arms around my waist.

"Let's take a shower together." He said out of the blue.

"Ok," I said.

We did technically shower but much more than bathing took place. When we
were done and had dried off, Will found some fresh clothes for me to wear
back to my place.

 We pulled into the driveway and headed around to the back. There was a
silver Honda Prelude parked next to Charles' truck.

"I bet Jennifer is here," I said.

We parked and walked into the house.

"Hey guys!" Charles said cheerfully as he stood up.

`Damn, he sounds like he's in a good mood' I thought.

A beautiful blonde stood and turned our way. She was a lot shorter than
Charles, maybe all of 5'2" or 5'3". I noticed they were holding hands and
he had a grin bigger than Texas on his face.

"Guys, this is Jennifer. Jennifer, this is Jesse and Will."

When we shook hands her's felt soft and delicate. She smiled warmly and
then she pulled me into a hug. She did the same to Will then we all sat
back down.

Charles asked if we wanted some tea and of course we said yes. He ran into
the kitchen to get it and returned shortly. We chatted with Jennifer and
she was so sweet. She told us about how she met Charles and her family and
school too, she was a student at Clemson and I teased her about that. She
even cracked a couple of jokes which had us rolling. Every time I glanced
at Charles he was staring at her with that goofy look people get when
they're in love. He had it bad.

After a while Jennifer announced she had to leave since she had to work. We
walked with her and Charles to the back porch and she hugged Will and me
again and we told her goodbye. We went back inside to give them a moment
alone.

I flipped on the stereo and Charles came back in the house. He was still
smiling, damn!

"I'm gonna take a shower. Will, make yourself at home man. I'll be back in
a minute," he said as he walked past us quickly.

"What's up?" I asked once Charles was out of earshot.

"From my vantage point I'd say about 7 inches, of course I could be wrong,"
Will said with a totally expressionless face.

I cracked up.

"Did he have a hard on?"

"Either that or he had a banana in his pocket."

"You're as bad as I am," I chuckled.

Will nodded.

I sat on one end of the sofa and motioned for him to come over. He did and
I suggested he lie down. Will took off his shoes and socks and got
comfortable on the sofa with his head in my lap. I played with his hair and
in a few minutes I heard his breathing get a bit heavier. He had dozed
off. I continued running my fingers through his locks when Charles brought
me out of my trance.

"Hey Jess, is Will asleep?" he whispered.

I nodded.

"I'm going to run to the hospital to see Michael for a little bit. Did you
guys have plans this evening?"

"No we hadn't planned anything, why?"

"Just wondering, maybe we can do something later on. Ya'll have fun," he
said. He started to leave.

"Hey Charles?"

"Yeah"

"Jennifer is cool, man. Ya'll make a good couple."

"Thanks Jess. She's the best and she likes you and Will too," Charles
beamed.

"Alright man, see you later."

Charles left and I felt happy for him. He deserved a good woman and
Jennifer certainly seemed to be just that. I looked down at Will thought I
had a pretty good man myself. He was so cute lying there with his head on
my lap. I decided to catch 40 winks too.

The telephone woke me up with a start. I jumped a little and that woke Will
up. I answered and it was Charles. He invited us to go bowling with him and
Lin. I asked Will and he said ok in a groggy voice. I told Charles we would
and he said to meet them there in a half hour. We hung up and Will stood up
stretching.

"I need to use the bathroom before we go," he announced. He took off up the
stairs.

I turned off the stereo and gave the room a once over. Will came back down,
put his socks and shoes back on and we left. One the way I asked him what
he thought of Jennifer.

"I think she's wonderful. She and Charles were acting like a couple of high
school kids, they look so good together."

"He was happy, that's for sure."

"Oh he wasn't just happy, he was on top of the world. Jennifer was too."

"Think they'll get married?" I asked.

"They certainly seem to be in love so it wouldn't surprise me."

"They should."

"Mmhmm"

We made it to the bowling lanes a little early but decided to park and go
on in. I scanned the tightly packed lot as we made our way up to the
entrance but I didn't see Charles' truck. When we stepped inside we looked
around briefly before going into the arcade to kill a few minutes. I
whipped Will in a game of air hockey. He teased me about cheating and I
teased him about sour grapes. We walked back to the entrance and decided to
wait for the boys outside. I had just lit a cigarette when they cruised by.

"Man, this place must be packed," Lin said after he rolled down his window,
"we might have to park in Conway and take the shuttle back down here."

We laughed and watched as they passed by two more times before finally
getting a space. Will commented to me about how cute Lin's accent was.

"Good God, where did everybody come from tonight?" Charles joked as they
stepped up onto the sidewalk.

"Maybe they closed the beach," Lin added with a chuckle.

We went inside and rented our shoes, picked out a ball and went to our
assigned lane. It was noisy in there but we had fun. One time Lin slipped
on the approach and busted his ass but good. We cracked up over that and he
laughed too. He was a good sport in spite of our teasing him the rest of
the night. Another time, Will's ball slipped and rolled back towards us. We
gave him hell over that too. We were having a blast.

I did notice that Lin was drinking a lot which wasn't a big deal mainly
because he wasn't acting belligerent or stupid but Charles explained it to
me once when we took a break and he and I were using the restroom. He said
Lin usually drank but not a whole lot and since his girlfriend was in
Europe with her family he wanted to cut loose a little. I was cool with
that. Charles had only drunk 1 beer so far and I think Will had consumed 2,
maybe 3. I was sticking to soft drinks.

We finished around 11pm and the bowling alley was still jumping but we
decided to cut out. We had fun and it had been a full day. Tomorrow was
going to be just as busy or actually more so. I couldn't wait to see my
relatives.

We made it back to our place and Charles pulled in behind us. He said Lin
had passed out so he was going to let him crash here. He walked around to
the passenger side, opened the door, reached in and scooped up Lin like he
weighed nothing. Truth be known, Lin probably didn't weigh much. Will and I
got the doors and we all made it up the stairs with Will walking behind
Charles, steadying him as I steadied Will. It was pretty comical when I
thought about it.

Charles sat Lin on the bed but had to hold him upright since Lin was dead
to the world.

"Help me get him undressed guys," Charles asked in a whisper.

I took off Lin's shoes and socks while they struggled with his shirt. When
that was off they stopped.

"You gonna leave his pants on?" I asked, "At least take everything out of
his pockets."

Charles looked at me and giggled. Will did too.

"Well, it's uncomfortable waking up with keys and shit digging into your
leg."

Charles reached into one pocket and Will the other, neither one could get
their hand in it.

"Fuck, why are his pants so damn little?" Charles grumbled.

We laughed at him.

"Hell, just take them off then," Will said.

Charles reached down but stopped.

"Shit!" he exclaimed loudly.

"Sshh!" you'll wake up Lin, what's wrong?" I said.

"Look," Charles pointed at Lin's crotch, "button fly."

"So, I ain't afraid of no buttons," Will grinned as he smacked Charles'
hand away.

"Be my guest," Charles said.

"You two are idiots, you know that?" I said. They laughed again.

Will got the buttons undone and we slid Lin's pants off.

"Damn Charles, your boy was going commando tonight," I said.

Will let out a soft whistle and added, "Yeah and that obviously wasn't a
role of quarters I felt in his pocket either."

We giggled.

"I have to admit, he's got more hanging than I figured he did," Charles
said with a glance down to Lin's crotch then back up at us.

"Should we leave you boys alone now?" Will said and wiggled his eyebrows at
Charles.

"No" Charles chuckled, "Help me slide him up further in the bed."

With Will on one side and Charles on the other they scooted Lin up the bed
like he was a rag doll. Will held his head up while Charles fluffed a
pillow. Then they covered the naked boy up.

Charles looked at his poor little passed out cold, naked under the covers,
helpless little buddy and when he turned back to face Will and me he had a
wicked little grin.

"Man, this would be the perfect opportunity to get revenge on him," he said
with devilment in his voice.

"Ooh, ooh, like what?" I asked.

Before he could respond Will chimed in, "Charles don't you dare do anything
to this boy. He's precious. I mean it, leave him alone."

Charles looked surprised. Hell, I was surprised too.

"Wait until the next time he passes out...after we've known him awhile. Then
we'll fuck with him," Will laughed.

Charles nodded, "You're right man. That is a better idea than mine."

We laughed as Charles grabbed a blanket from the closet, tucking it under
his arm as we exited his bedroom.

"Ya'll want to join me for a nightcap of sweet tea?" he asked.

"Sure" I replied.

"Sounds good" Will added.

Charles tossed the blanket onto the sofa as we passed by and poured three
tall glasses of cold sweet tea once we were in the kitchen. He took off his
shirt and laid it over the back of his chair.

"Charles, I had a great time tonight," Will said.

"Me too man," I said between gulps.

"Cool guys, I had a fun night too and we know that Mr. Tranh upstairs
did. I don't know if he'll think so in the morning but he did enjoy
tonight. Oh, and thanks for helping me get all of Michael's stuff over here
today too, I appreciate that."

Will and I both nodded.

We talked a few minutes longer and laughed again about Lin falling down and
Will losing his ball. Charles teased him again about that Will ate it up
too. Charles gulped the rest of his tea down and set his glass in the sink.

"Well gents, ya'll have a good night. I gots to pee now and then hit the
hay."

"Charles, that's entirely more information than we needed to know," Will
deadpanned.

"I just wanted to keep you informed," Charles replied with a grin then he
went upstairs.

"You like teasing him don't you?"

"I love teasing him, Jesse. He doesn't get mad or offended and he can dish
it out too."

"You ready for bed?" I asked.

"Just about, am I staying here?" Will asked.

"Absolutely...besides I'm gonna put your ass to work tomorrow hauling stuff
up to my room," I said with a grin.

"What, may I ask, will my pay be for rendering such a service?" he said
with a gleam in his eye.

"You'll have to wait until tomorrow night to find out," I teased.

"Can't you advance me just a little?"

"Well maybe just a tad."

"I think I'm going to like this," he grinned.

I flipped off the kitchen light and turned on the nightlight above the sink
and we retired to my room for the night.


TO BE CONTINUED


This was an emotional chapter for me to write folks. I put in something
very personal and I did it mainly to draw attention to a very serious
subject as well as to give another example of how people can become "lost"
and find their way back again. I also did it for myself and I feel better
for it.

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