Date: Thu, 14 Feb 2002 03:36:09 -0800 (PST)
From: jbdallas07@yahoo.com
Subject: My Life: Chapter 2

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