Date: Thu, 6 Feb 2014 16:25:06 -0600 From: Jace Spades Subject: The Boy at the Park Chapter 11 The Boy at the Park Chapter 11 If your underage or its illegal for you to read this kind of material where ever you are then please do yourself a favor and turn this off and either wait till your of age or move somewhere where it is legal, don't get in trouble over a story. Thank you Like always, Enjoy :) A few months passed and I only got to see Zack a few times. He was having problems at home and anytime I asked him about it he would completely shut down. For the last week and a half he wouldn't even respond to my texts. I felt so helpless, I wish I knew what was going on and I wished that Zack would tell me. All I could think about was him, the days seemed longer and work became a hassle. I woke up, once again having dreamt of Zack, worried about what was going on and why he wouldn't tell me. It was Saturday and I had to go to work today. Lately I had been taking up more shifts at work to try and make the days go by quicker, but all I ever seemed to do anymore at work was paperwork and restocking. As I was sitting in the back office mindlessly going over paperwork I heard my phone go off. There weren't too many people who texted me so I quickly pulled my phone out, and sure enough it was Zack. "Hey, I'm sorry I haven't been over in a while or responded to ya, I was wondering can I come over today". I started typing right away "of course you can, I'm at work right now though but I get off in 2 hours, that ok?" "Ok" Zack responded. I couldn't tell you how happy I was, I was starting to wonder if he was ever going to come over again. The next two hours ended up flying by which I was thankful for. When I got home I didn't see Zack but figured he must have either let himself in or has yet to arrive. I walked in thru my front door and yeller out "You here Zack?". I waited, but no reply. "I'll shoot him a text so he knows I'm home" I said out loud. "Hey Zack, I'm home, you can come over now if you still want to". About a minute went by when I heard my cell go off, "ok" Zack replied. 10 minutes passed and I heard my door bell. I practically ran to the door, when I opened it there was Zack, but he didn't look happy to see me. His head was down when he walked in. Zack must have had his cast taken off in the time I hadn't seen him because now he was walking with a crutch, his leg wrapped in bandages. When the door closed Zack fell into my arms letting the crutch go and started to cry. "I missed you Ben" Zack said with a shaky voice. "I missed you to Zack, I was worried about you" I replied. We stood there for a good 10 minutes, Zack had his face buried in my neck and I had my hand on the back of his head stroking his hair and hugging him tight around his chest with my other arm. Zacks grip on me never seemed to weaken. He was shaking, I could feel a cold wetness on the top of my neck and shirt as his tears fell down. All I wanted to do was hold him all night but I knew he needed to talk about whatever it was that was upsetting him. "How about we go sit down ok" I asked in a soft tone of voice. "Ok" Zack replied. He let go of me and looked up, I had never seen him so sad before and my heart was actually aching seeing him like this. I lead him over to the sofa, helping him walk since it was still a little difficult for him. I sat him down and went to the kitchen to grab us something to drink. I poured two classes of coke and added about a shot of rum to his, I knew it wasn't a remedy but I knew it would help a little. I walked back into the living room where Zack just sat there staring at the floor silently crying. "I added some rum to this one if you want it, it will help a little, but if you don't want it I got a regular class of coke or I even have hot chocolate if you want that." I said. "Ya I'll take it" Zack said softly. I handed him the drink which he proceeded to drink half of. "Do you want to tell me what's going on Zack" I asked again using the softest tone of voice I could. I sat down next to him on his good leg side and put my hand around his shoulder, he instantly cuddled up as close as he could and leaned his head on me while taking another swig of his drink. "Well, you remember that car crash I was in" Zack asked, it seemed like he was forcing the words out. "Of course I do, why" I asked. "Well...my mom, she wasn't as lucky as I was, she went into a coma..." Zack said, I could feel him tensing up, he wiped his eyes on my sleeve. I didn't know what to say, so I just waited for him to speak again. "Last week...*sniff*, she passed away" Zack said and started sobbing into my arm. I was in shock, my eyes swelled up and tears started to roll down my face. "I'm so sorry Zack, I don't know what to say" I said in a raspy voice. Zack had put his drink down and threw his arms around my chest and started crying more into my shirt. We were in an awkward position sitting down like that so with my arm that wasn't around his shoulder I scooped him up under his knees and put him sideways on my lap, his arms now around my neck with mine around his chest and his face buried in my shoulder as he let it all out. I stroked his hair and back trying to comfort him as best as possible, neither of us said anything as we sat there for 30 minutes as his crying slowly turned into heavy breathing. "Zack?" I asked. No response. I tilted his head slowly back and saw that he had fallen asleep. I barley had any strength left so I couldn't carry him back to the bed, so instead I scooted over to the far side of the couch that had the recliner built in it. It took me a solid 5minutes to slowly inch my way over to the other side so I wouldn't wake Zack up. Again I slowly pulled the lever back and went back as far as I could go. Zack now was now laying on top of me, I put his arms off to the side and wrapped my arms around him, wiped the tears from his face as best I could and fell asleep with my arms around him. 2 hours passed and I finally awoke. Zack was no longer directly on top of me but instead on my left side cuddled up to me his left hand slowly rubbing my chest and his right hand propping his head up. "How ya feeling bud" I asked. "Better, thank you" Zack replied as he gave me a hug. "Sorry about your shirt" Zack said. I looked down and noticed it was stained from the salty tears and a few buggers. "Hey its ok man, it's just a shirt, but I do think I'll go change it" I said, I got up and went to the bedroom and put on a new shirt and grabbed one of my biggest ones for Zack. "Here ya go Zack, thought this might be more comfortable" I tossed him the shirt. "Thank you" Zack replied and threw his shirt to the ground and took off his pants and threw on the shirt I gave him which draped down to right above his knees. "Can you help me take off my bandages Ben" Zack asked. "Umm is it ok to do that? I mean will you be able to put them back on?" I asked. "Ya its fine, I only need to put them on when I have to walk around but when I'm laying down or sitting I can have em of" Zack said. I took his bandages off, rolled them up and threw them on the table. "That feels better thank you" Zack said with a sigh of relief as he slowly bent his leg back and forth. "I could massage it for you if ya want, it might make it feel better" I said. "Ok" Zack replied as he laid down fully on his back on the sofa. I sat on my knees and softly started rubbing his leg with both my hands, from the ankles all the way to his upper thigh. Zack started to moan, "O wow that feels really good". It didn't take long for Zack to sport a hardon but considering everything that happened today and this week I felt it better to not do anything more than just a massage. "Hold on I'll be right back" I said and got up and went to the bathroom. I came back 20 seconds later with a bottle of half empty baby oil. "I like to use this on myself a lot, it feels really good" I said and poured a line of oil from his thigh to his ankle. Slowly I rubbed it all around. I poured a little more and started rubbing a little harder. Zack had his eyes closed and was moaning, every now and then he would wince or take in a sharp breath of air, it still hurt in some places so I made sure not to rub too hard on those places. After about 10 minutes my arms were getting sore so I stopped. "How's that feel now" I asked. "So much better, that was amazing" Zack replied, eyes still closed. "What time do you have to be home tonight" I asked. "I don't have to be home tonight, I told my dad I would probably spend the night at a friend's house, he seemed to want some time alone so he didn't object" Zack replied. "Ok, well, how bout a movie or something" I asked "Ok" Zack replied. I got up to grab a towel and then wiped off the excess baby oil off his leg and my hands. I searched thru my DVD collection and found a movie I hadn't watched yet, "Dark Skies". "You want to watch this in here or on the bed?" I asked "the bed, this sofa is hurting my back" Zack replied. "Ya it's not a very good one is it ha-ha" I said. I helped Zack up and to the bedroom and lair him on the bed. I propped up his leg with a pillow, put the DVD in and sat down on the bed next to him. I place my arm around his shoulder, he cuddled up as close as he could get to me and held my hand that was around his shoulder with both his hands. "I love you Ben, thank you for letting me come over today" Zack said. "I love you to Zack, and you can come over any time you want, we are boyfriends after all ha-ha" I said "ya... Ya we are" Zack replied looking up at me with a smile on his face. That was the first smile I had seen all day from him, and it made me feel overjoyed that I could be there for him in his time of need and be able to make him smile. The movie ended around 8 pm and we both fell asleep right after, both of us on our sides facing each other , his good leg resting over my legs my arm laying across the side of his chest with his arm around my neck. It was the best sleep I had in a while.