All-boys High School
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His name is Tony Martucelli.
He was my best friend three years ago. I suddenly ended that friendship when
I punched him in the face, embarrassed him in front of his family, friends and
guests at the party his father was hosting.
The worst part was the press
attending the party and the next day pictures of Tony lying on the floor covered
with food appeared in every newspaper.
I hit him because I was
angry with my Dad. Sadly he walked into me at the very worst moment and pulled
a joke on me, 'accidentally spilling' some water on my jacket.
I never apologized to him
because he refused to talk to me after the incident during the next days and
weeks, at least that was what the people answering his telephone said to me.
He was my best friend. We
didn't know each other more than four months but we became very close. At that
time my relationship with my own brother was non-existent since he had entered
high school. I don't know why but when Joe entered high school our great brotherly
relationship ended, he refused to treat me like his brother and friend.
Then I met Tony, he was
and still is very cute, he was a kind and sensitive person and he gave me his
friendship, confidence and honesty without asking for anything. So, I emptied
my heart to him and he accepted it happily, but just a few months later I took
advantage and abused that friendship embarrassing him in such way, now, I can
understand his anger.
More than a simple fight
between two teenagers, it became a conflict between two high ranking Army officers,
his father who was the secretary of defense in those days and my Dad who was
a special prosecutor named by the President with special powers.
Right now it is not important
to know all of the conflicts between my Dad and his Dad. The only thing you
must know is that this issue was a real conflict, starting when I met Tony and
reaching its climax the night I hit him.
Tony's Dad hates me because
he said I was making a sissy of his son. Why? Because I cried on his shoulder
and he cried with me. His father knew it because he had seen me crying and being
comforted by Tony.
His father was an old fashioned
army officer who believes a man, a real man doesn't cry and if you cry it means
your are a sissy, a faggot. Tony will be an army officer, and for his Dad he
couldn't be a sissy. You can imagine the conflict his father was facing because
Tony met me when his father invited my family to his house.
What you'll read next is
Tony's point of view, what he felt about the whole situation.
Chapter 5 - Breaking
I was lifting weights as
I did every Saturday, well at least since school started again this year. Last
year I didn't exercise on weekends but this year was different; I have to keep
my mind busy.
Usually I talk to myself
in silence while I'm exercising and today was no exception. I don't know what's
going on with me
everybody has noticed; at least Rick and Wayne have a
I couldn't imagine how disturbing
it would be to see David again, certainly I thought three years were enough
for me to be rid off him but I know now that's not true.
Totally lost in my thoughts
I nearly killed myself lifting weights on the bench; the bar slipped from my
left hand almost hitting me on the face. There was a big noise of metal hitting
the floor and the coach came running into the room.
He was looking all over
the place and asked me, "What happened? Are you ok son?"
"Yeah coach, the bar
slipped from my hand, everything is ok."
"God damned Tony, I've
told you not to lift weights on the bench without someone helping you."
"I'm sorry coach, but
there was nobody else here."
"You know I'm in my
office, you just have to ask me and I can help you."
"Ok, I'm sorry. I will
ask you next time, I swear," I said raising my right hand to convince him.
"I hope so young man,
do you still need help?"
"No sir, I was finishing
when I dropped the bar."
"Ok, if you need me
come to my office, I'll be here until lunchtime."
I said but he was already walking away from me and out of the weight room.
I put everything back in
its place and moved to the thigh exercise machine, set the right weight and
started my last series of exercises.
Shit, I should have accepted
Rick's idea to cut David's hair. Usually I wouldn't have any doubt about something
like that but considering it's David it's so hard to do it.
I've hated that son of a
bitch for the last three years, he deserved to feel the same shame I felt when
he left me on the floor in front of all those people, but each time I saw him
there was something that is stopping me from doing anything to him.
Dad hasn't said anything
to me yet but I'm sure he will; I know he's expecting me to have revenge. I
was totally sure I had the guts to do it until now. I'm so confused.
If only David could know
how much he hurt me that night. That night changed my life completely. I still
don't know why. Dad told me he was playing with me and everything was a plan
to embarrass me but I don't know, I really don't know.
Something I can be sure
about is that I must do something before the guys do it by themselves. It has
been difficult to keep Rick under control but I'm sure he will take advantage
of the first opportunity available and this could turn into one hell of an opportunity
for he and Wayne.
Shit, everything was perfect
at the end of the last year. It was the second summer at my house and Dad was
more than happy with me, proud I would say. Now this asshole comes here, thank
God my Dad has retired and now is on vacation with Mom but I'm sure as soon
as he comes back he will talk to me about it.
I just would like to know
why he punched me that night.
I finished my morning exercises,
earlier than usual. I took my towel and went back to the dorms; I was in a weird
mood, between worried, anxious, and angry, I thought a shower would help to
smooth things out a little.
Why did he come to St. Joseph's?
There's something true about
all this. I thought I hated him and I swear to God I've tried but the reality
is I cannot hate him, not even after what he did to me. Anyway, I don't have
to hate him to have fun with him.
As I was walking to the
dorms, David came out of the door. Shit, that was the last thing I needed at
this moment. What's wrong with him? Bastards, they cut his hair and I missed
it, poor guy he must feel bad.
As we approached each other
he noticed me walking toward him, his face changed and I saw a look of determination
and just as we were in front of each other he smiled at me.
I asked David trying to sound disinterested.
"Nothing, I want a
new look." He answered and gave that beautiful smile of his. Fuck, think!
Shit, that was easy after all.
His smile froze and turned
to a worried expression when he said, "Tony, I'm sorry, I didn't know it
was a joke."
"What? What are you
"Three years ago
didn't know it was a joke... I shouldn't have punched you."
The memory of the entire
scene and the beating my Dad gave to me later passed through my head at high
speed. I couldn't avoid it, the pain hit me, and my eyes started filling with
"I was so pissed because
of my dad that I lost it, I shouldn't have hit you," he said with a worried
look on his face.
What? What is he talking
about? It wasn't on purpose? He's lying. He must be lying.
"You don't know how
much I regret that and how much I would like to bring back that time to act
differently," he said.
"No you don't,"
I said in tears.
This is not right. You can't
say that. You shouldn't say that.
You're supposed to hate
me, and you must say it and then I can beat the shit out of you.
He was in tears when he
answered me, "No, I swear. You were my best friend and I treated you like
shit, I feel shame in me."
He's lying. I have to stop
him, "Stop. You don't know shit," why is he doing this to me?
"I'm telling you the
truth, please," He said as if he was begging me.
I didn't want to listen
to him, not at that moment, "No
stop. Fuck off," go away please.
I tried to move away but he blocked my steps.
"Please Tony, listen
to me," he said putting his hands on my chest. His face was very close
to my own.
I yelled at him, "I
don't want to listen to you," I was trying to push him away but I couldn't.
He said the most disturbing
thing since I was 13, "For our friendship."
"FUCK YOU! You don't
know shit, you were the most important person in my life and you did that to
me," I said to him.
I wanted to punch him in
his face as he did to me three years ago. I wanted to hurt him the same way
he hurt me, and I wanted to break his heart the same way he broke mine.
"You don't understand, you embarrassed me in front of everyone, my picture was in the papers the next day." God, he doesn't know about my
Dad, he cannot imagine how
many times the guys beat me, pushed me.
"I hate you, you don't
know shit," how could he, he was in his house with his family and I was
here at school, even on vacations. Dad wouldn't allow
me to be with them, he doesn't know shit.
"Please, try to understand."
"FUCK YOU!" I
want to hate you.
Oh God, everyone was looking
at me, I had to do something so I did it.
I punched him in the face
and He fell down on his back.
That wasn't enough, I was
really angry now and I wanted to hurt him bad to show him I was better than
he so I jumped on his chest. I wanted him to suffer the shame. I wanted him
to know he broke my heart. I wanted to hate him he deserved it.
I punched him twice again
before he made me lose my balance and I fell down long enough time for him to
get to his feet. I was ready to beat the shit out of him but when I turned to
look at him he was not going to fight back, his face showed worry and he had
his arms down by his side as if he was going to let me punch him again.
"Please, forgive me."
He said again.
"FUCK YOU! I HATE YOU!
" I can't, I don't want to.
Omigod, omigod, I tried
but I couldn't punch him again so I ran away to the dorms, asshole I should
have punched him again.
I entered the dorm and went
on my way upstairs to my room. I saw Rick and Wayne running the opposite way.
"Are you alright?"
asked Rick excitedly.
"Oh man, you kicked
his ass, that was great!" added Wayne in the same tone of voice.
I ignored them and kept
walking up the stairs.
"What? Why are you
crying?" asked Wayne.
Shit, they noticed it, "I'm
not crying I got sweat in my eyes," I said trying to sound pissed off.
"That bastard, we can
bring him here if you want us to," said Rick.
"Forget about him,
he can cause us trouble, he has a full army outside the school and he would
say anything just to make his dad mad at us. So drop it."
"He won't say anything
man, nobody says nothing ever," stated Wayne with that stupid face of his.
"I said forget about him, don't you understand that?" I almost yelled at him standing in front of his face with a menacing look on mine and added,
"I'll tell you when
and where, ok?"
"Take it easy man,
we're mates ok? Shut up Wayne, don't you see he is pissed off right now?"
said Rick slapping Wayne's arm with his hand.
"Ok, I'll wait."
That was Wayne's final statement and I turned and kept on walking toward my
They walked behind me last
two floors in silence. I reached my door and entered my room, both of them waited
outside; I grabbed my bath stuff and headed to the showers.
"What do you want to
do now?" asked Rick with a puzzled look on his face.
"To have a shower,
I'll find you at the cafeteria in 20 minutes to have breakfast."
"Ok dude, see you later
then, take it easy ok?"
"See ya later dude!"
Both of them said good bye
when I entered the bathroom, I just waved at them.
I undressed myself and got
under the shower. Nice hot water to relax me and wash away my tears with nobody
to see them.
The hot water helped little
to cheer me up or even relax me. I felt so tired that after the shower I put
on a pair of boxers, a T-shirt and went to my bed to sleep but I couldn't.
All these memories about
him were flying around in my head and I couldn't ignore them anymore so I have
to dig a little more.
Almost two years ago, I
don't remember when exactly, I stopped thinking about him, the guys finally
accepted me in their group and they didn't ask stupid questions anymore. You
know, like kick someone's butt or push him to the floor, usual things boys do
Dad was very happy, almost
proud of me. Finally he had the son he always wanted, the jock who leads every
sport team at school.
It's cool to be the guy
but sometimes the guys are real jerks. I mean, why do you have to behave like
an animal? I didn't know and I didn't care, the guys were happy and Dad was
happy too, so I was doing ok.
Three weeks ago everything
changed. The exact moment I saw David walking through the main square my memories
jumped out from the back of my head. Every single detail about him was there
again. He looked different but the same, his hair was long and weird, he had
a larger and stronger body but he was still the same fucking cute and gorgeous
son of a bitch I knew before.
Dad told me he was doing
drugs and his parents were going to kick him out of his house, I've never imagined
he would come here. I don't think he does drugs, he looks pretty cool, and he
must be a nice guy if Dan accepted him as his friend because Dan is a nice person.
That first time I saw him
I wanted vengeance at that very moment but I couldn't, the guys didn't know
him, nor what happened that night three years ago, so I had to wait. Next time
I saw him it was different, I couldn't do anything so the guys started to bully
him and I wasn't enjoying it. My laughs were just acting.
I was thinking about him a lot, and the first feeling of anger I felt changed. Now I don't know what I feel, I'm still angry but I don't want to hurt him as
I did those first days.
Ok, I know I punched him
in the face and I wanted to hurt him and I said I hate him but it was the moment.
How does he dare to say he's sorry? I mean, after three fucking years he stands
in front of me and says, ''it was a mistake, I'm sorry, please forgive me.''
Is he nuts or something? I don't know.
If he was my friend I do
not understand why did he punch me in front of all those people, I don't understand
why did he punch me anyway. You don't do that to your friend's maybe you call
him names or punch him in private but not like that.
He said he regretted everything,
that he wanted me to forgive him but he didn't call me back that day or the
next day. He never once tried to call me or talk to me. If he only knew how
difficult it was for me, first with my Dad beating me for pulling that joke
on him, then telling me I was a sissy because I let him punch me.
The worst was a couple of
weeks later when Dad found me crying in my room because I missed David, how
stupid I was that I told him that, he was so pissed that he beat me.
"I'm going to teach
you how to be a man," he said before he started the beating.
After some hits he added,
"No son of mine is a faggot, you shouldn't cry for another boy or girl,
"This hurts me more
than it hurts you but I have to teach you son," he said at the end. I hope
you understand, if not, then you don't have a place in this family."
Oh God, I only said I missed
David. He was my best friend, he was the brother I never had and I loved him
like that, how could that be wrong?
I don't know but he meant
every word he said to me; he grounded me at school, not letting me visit them
even on holidays. On January he sent for me to talk about my future, he basically
said I was going to be an army officer and that I should show him I was a man
and deserved their love.
By the end
of the year he felt pleased by my work and he let me come home for the summer
but he reminded me of everything he said before.
I think he dropped the issue when I fought with Rick and won. I expected him to be mad at me when Mr. Peters called him to have a meeting but he wasn't.
Actually, he showed anger
in front of Mr. Peters but when we left the room he hugged me and told me he
was proud of me, he also said that I have shown I was a real man and that I
had to keep that attitude.
I made peace with Rick and
the group let me in and stopped their harassment's and a few weeks after that
I was captain of the school football team.
Mr. Peters called my Dad
to complain about my behavior against other students but he answered it was
a matter of youth, nothing to worry about. Being his son was the best thing
that could happen to the guys because there was no more than detention after
class, never the chance to be expelled.
A knock on the door brought
me back to reality, "Come in," I said.
Rick appeared alone at the
doorway, "What's up dude? Are you ok?" He asked.
"Yeah, I'm just tired."
He entered the room closing
the door and sat on the desk chair.
"Are you sure you are
ok?" He asked with a worried look on his face.
"Yeah, why?" I
answered sitting up on my bed.
"It's almost noon and
you didn't take breakfast
we were waiting for you.
"Is it about your Dad?"
"Huh? What do you mean?"
"Well, now you father
is retired he might be bugging you again."
I can't manage myself," I lied.
my Dad is a pain in the ass too."
We talked for a while about
everything and nothing in particular. This was the side of Rick I liked but
he hid it almost all the time. Also I knew he was looking for something to take
advantage of. So, I didn't give him much room.
He stood up to leave but
just before he opened the door he turned back, walked toward me and said excitedly,
"Oh man, I almost forgot you really beat the shit out of that freak. Man,
I saw him after breakfast and He had a black eye and swollen lips, "as
he stopped at the foot of my bed.
"Huh? What freak?"
"The new guy, David."
"Oh yeah, poor bastard,
is it that bad?"
"Come-on, don't tell
me you are worried about that faggot?"
forget about it," I answered back not knowing what else to say.
"In a couple more weeks
you'll be able to kick his butt again, don't you think so?"
Oh shit, I knew it.
"I don't know man,
his father would get mad at us don't you think so?"
"So what? They cannot
do anything to us, are you afraid or what?"
I stood up, walked to Rick
putting my hand on his shoulder and said, "Is something bugging you about
me that you want to talk about Rick?"
He looked at my hand but
I didn't move it, then he said, "Nothing man, just wondering if it is an
issue to have fun with those sissies."
"Grow up man! I'm bored
kicking somebody else's butt for no reason. Everybody knows we rule here, even
the senior guys. What do you want to probe?"
I was trying to cool him
down enough to drop the issue.
"I'm not trying to
probe anything but I don't like them, Dan doesn't belong here neither the freak
man, if they don't leave at least I'll let them know I don't like them. Is it
a problem with you?"
"We can talk later
about that ok?"
"Ok, if you want to
but I don't have nothing else to say," he said with an angry look on his
"Relax man, we're mates."
"Yeah, sure. Well,
I got to go now, we'll be in the TV room watching the game and later we'll go
to have lunch, would you join us?"
"I don't know, I want
to take a nap but if I can't sleep then I'll see you there"
"You'll go to see the
night game right?"
"Ok, see you later
then." He finally said and closed the door after him.
God damned, what's wrong
with him? I don't know but he freaks me out when he says those things. Who the
fuck cares if Dan has a scholarship or not, only Rick does. Of course Wayne
does everything Rick says and to have them both against me is not a good idea.
Shit. I hope he drops the
I saw my reflection in the
mirror hanging at the door. I like my body. I have been working so hard to be
in good shape. I have a nice chest and arms; my legs are in good shape too.
I wished to be taller, just a little, like David. He's almost 4 inches taller
than me but slim, nice body too, shit! Again I was thinking about another boy's
Maybe I shouldn't punch
him, I gave him a black eye and swollen lips. When he punched me he only gave
me a swollen cheek.
If he was sincere I just made him feel embarrassed in front of the entire school and if someone knows about feeling embarrassed in front of lots of people it's me.
Oh God, I don't understand
what's going on, I felt sorry about what happened to him but at the same time
I feel angry. Shit, I wanted to go and say I'll kick his beautiful and round
little ass and also I wanted to say I'm sorry.
I dressed myself and left
my room and went toward the TV room on the first floor. When I was about to
go down stairs I changed my mind and went toward David's room.
When I reached his door
I didn't know what to do or what to say to him. My heart was pounding so hard
in my chest and my mouth was dry, to breathe was difficult.
I turned to leave but couldn't
so I turned again and knocked on his door still not knowing what to say to him.
Nobody answered but I heard
something, like a complaining or something.
I opened the door but nobody
was in there, the bed was empty. But I heard that sound again, someone was complaining
so I stepped inside the room and finally I saw his bed.
David? Oh, yeah, he cut
his hair. He was face down embracing his pillow, with just a T-shirt and a pair
of boxers on him.
God, he looked awesome.
He has a slim frame, strong legs and beautiful feet. He has wide shoulders and
his face is amazingly beautiful, he has the largest eyelashes I have ever seen."
He was complaining again, grabbing his pillow tightly.
"David," I said
in a low voice trying not to frighten him.
He didn't wake up, he kept
moving and moaning, I didn't know if he was complaining or enjoying his dream.
"David!" I said
louder but he didn't wake up.
God, he has a great ass,
round and tight.
"David, wake up!"
I almost yelled at him.
He jumped up turning his
body onto his back and supporting himself on his left elbow, "Huh? What?
Oh God, I saw his black
eye and swollen lips, which must hurt.
"Are you ok?"
He had a puzzled look on
his face, "What?"
"I asked you if you
"You punched me in
Duh! I knew that.
"You were moaning
Shit, I didn't know what
to say, my heart was pounding furiously in my chest.
"What do you want?"
I mean, your face and everything. You pissed me off."
I'm sorry. I didn't want
to, I shouldn't.
"I was telling the
"Because I know it
"You don't understand,
"Please, let me explain
and after that if you still hate me I won't bother you again."
"I don't hate you.
I want to, but I can't."
"You don't understand
"I can't hate you.
"Just leave me alone
and I'll leave you alone."
"Tony, we were best
"Not any more
You don't understand. Just, drop it ok? I won't do anything to you anymore,
neither Dan, just stay out of my way, ok?"
I had to get away from there
so I turned and ran out the door.
God, I was hyperventilating,
I should calm down.
Soon I was again in my room,
I shut the door and lay down on my bed, face down.
Tears were flooding my eyes
and I was almost gasping for air.
I don't know what was wrong;
I was so confused that all kind of feelings hit me at the same time, except
hate, I couldn't hate him.
Not much longer I wasn't crying anymore. Someone knocked on my door but I didn't answer. Then I heard the door open and someone said,
"He's sleep, lets go
have lunch, we'll come back later." It was Rick and he wasn't alone.
They closed the door and
I was alone again.
I needed time alone to think,
I had to go to the pond. So, I got up and left my room.
As I was leaving the dorm
to go to the pond, I saw Dan and David walking together each carrying a box
lunch. They turned left at the corner of the building heading toward the forest.
Where the hell were they
Nobody was paying attention
to them at the square and I couldn't see any guys near here so I walked in the
same direction Dan and David took a few seconds before.
I followed behind them far
enough to avoid them seeing me. A couple of minutes after that I knew they were
heading to the camping clearing in the forest, the one where the teachers took
us last year to sing those silly songs and tell those stupid scary tales.
Why was I following them? I don't know, curiosity maybe.
When we reached the spot
I had to walk around to not be seen. They were chatting and didn't notice my
presence. The bad thing was I couldn't hear everything they said because I was
far away and hiding behind a tree.
What was I doing there?
What I was looking for? I didn't know but couldn't go away. I couldn't hear
everything they were saying and soon I was lost in my thoughts.
I cannot believe how things
turned after that day, when we broke up our friendship. Everything was so different
at the beginning that if somebody would tell me what was going to happen I never
would have believed him.
Dad had received his promotion
by the President a couple of months before. My family was arriving from the
North of Mexico where my Dad was assigned, we had just a couple of months in
our new home, the Secretary of Defense house, that was the most important position
my Dad received and his last too.
Yeah, Dad was quite old
when he married, almost 42 and Mom was pretty much the same. Being the younger
of five kids and the only boy has not been easy for me.
Since I can remember Dad
has been telling me I'm the man of the house. He says I'm the one who will preserve
the army tradition in the family; that I was born to be an officer, to serve
my country and make them proud of me.
Anyway, Dad invited David's
dad to have dinner in our house, he wanted to introduce to us 'the straightest
arrow in the army' as he called him. He was the youngest judge in the army and
the only one who had the authority to prosecute civilians or army federal criminals.
Dad was talking about him
all the time, he was telling me what a great soldier he was, "You should
ask him about the army son, he could be a good example for you to follow you
My future is in the army,
I'll go to the Army Academy after high school, I plan to be infantry but I'm
not sure right now. I'm not sure I want to be a soldier either but that is not
something to think about when your Dad wants you to go to the academy.
I wasn't excited at all
about the dinner itself, I've heard about 'The Ice Judge' in the news and from
my Dad; he talked to me about him every chance he had.
That day Dad was bugging
me more than usual, he even picked up my clothes for that day and followed every
step I made until they arrived. I was more than pissed but couldn't say anything
so there I was, very well groomed to receive our guests.
First I saw the Judge, he
looked so normal, nice but serious. Then his wife, a lovely lady with a lovely
smile, then Joe the jerk and then I saw him, the cutest boy I've seen with the
most beautiful eyes. Well, after him was Jill, his sister, but as I was admiring
David I didn't pay attention to her.
Dad introduced me to the
General; he mentioned everything about his great job and other stuff. I couldn't
stop looking at David, who was looking at his father and had that proud look
on his face that I'll never forget.
They mentioned my future
career in the army and how great that would be. Dad was disappointed when the
General told him none of his sons were going into the army, he didn't say anything
about it but I knew he was annoyed being an old fashioned soldier.
David stayed by our side
while the rest of our families were taking their place in the living room. He
had something that made me like him from the beginning, I still don't know what
it was but it was like a magnet to me.
I wasn't paying attention
to my Dad, everything was erased by David's presence; he was wearing casual
blue tight pants, white long sleeve shirt and a round neck gray sweater. He
had the shortest haircut I had seen before in a boy, just like his Dad and brother
but the most amazing thing on him were his eyelashes, those were very large
making him look so amazingly cute, I was hypnotized by his eyes. Dad had to
call me twice a couple of times before I answered back to him.
David came closer to me
with the most incredible smile on his face and extending his hand to me.
"Nice to meet you Anthony,"
he said in that voice of his between child and teenager.
"You can call me Tony
if you want to," I answered with a stupid smile on my face, well at least
that was what my sister Marie told me later that day.
Soon our parents were happily
talking about everything, my sisters were like statues, same as David's brother
and sister but we were in an endless conversation about everything and anything.
We couldn't go to my room
to show him my computer games, music and everything because from time to time
Dad said something about me calling me to support him, "Yes Sir,"
I repeated each time.
After about half an hour
we finally sat at the table for dinner and I had to leave David's side, he was
in front of me on the other side of the table and we couldn't talk to each other
without yelling. My sisters were bugging me because I couldn't stop looking
at him the entire dinner and how could I if he was in front of me smiling all
the time. When he smiles his eyes smile as well and when he laughs his eyes
laugh with him.
It is exactly what happened
to me three years ago when we met each other. He was always on my mind, everything
reminded me about him, each song on the radio, each computer game or TV program.
We become friends in a short period of time, just a few months after that we
Anyway, I'm not queer because
I don't like boys, I just like David but not anymore, I think. As we knew each
other we build a strong and honest relationship but more than anything we became
brothers, we talked by phone for hours about his stuff at school and my stuff
at school, our friends and everything.
I was brought back by the
noise of the helicopter surveying the campus. I moved enough to see them still
talking and having lunch.
If someone would tell me
three years ago Dan and David were going to be roommates I would believe it,
they're so alike. David is smart, brilliant I would say and Dan is pretty smart
too. The best thing they have is their heart, kind and sensitive, sissies were
what my Dad called us that night.
I couldn't hear anything
they said because they were almost whispering but looking at Dan's face it was
something personal. Both of them are very cute, David is more masculine, and
Dan is beautiful not exactly girly beautiful but yes, beautiful at least.
Soon both of them were crying,
at least tears were rolling down their cheeks. God, I would like to be in Dan's
place right now as I did lots of times in the past. Listen to him, embrace him
and support him until he stops crying.
I should go if I don't want
to start crying with them. I stood up to leave and suddenly I heard a noise
and both of them were laughing like crazies so I turned again to see Dan on
his back and David on his side resting his head on Dan's shoulder.
They kept talking and I
couldn't move, something was preventing me from moving, I felt jealous, I wanted
to be the one supporting David's head on my shoulder.
For a moment I turned my
eyes to the forest, when I turned back again to look at them I was in shock.
I couldn't believe my eyes;
they were kissing. I could tell they were enjoying the moment embracing and
pulling themselves together.
Almost in shock I didn't
move, not knowing what to do, just staring at them.
At some point they stopped
kissing and Dan stood up followed by David. They were talking almost whispering
but looking at their faces I could see electricity between them.
Dan looked a little apprehensive
and David looked worried about it. A moment later Dan was crying and David pulled
him to his chest and embraced him.
I saw them pulling apart
long enough to kiss again in the most tender and sweet kiss I ever saw.
It is still weird for me
because my first feeling of shock was replaced by this sweet happiness I cannot
explain. First, I felt jealous of them, especially Dan because he was with David;
but at the same time I was happy to see the happiness in their faces.
Even though I was shocked
at first I never felt anything wrong about them, nothing. It was completely
normal for me to look at them kissing, my head was flying with all that crap
my father taught me but none of his words made sense to me. I thought about
the things the guys say about queers but it was the same, they didn't mean anything
to me at that moment.
Dan and David left the place
and went back to the school; I followed them a few minutes later. I walked directly
to the TV room where the guys were watching the game that had started few minutes
"You're late Martucelli,
where were you?" asked Wayne in a not friendly voice.
"Fuck off! The game
started few minutes ago," I yelled back to him.
All the guys were looking
at me in a funny way, as if they were expecting something from me and I had
to break the ice so I invited dinner.
"Rick, call for pizza,
yelled at once except Rick, even Wayne was happy now.
I had two pending issues
at that moment.
The first one was talk to
David as soon as the guys gave me space. There was a pending chat waiting for
us for the last three years.
The second thing was to
find out what Rick was planning against David, Dan, or myself. For me it was
clear he was thinking of something but I didn't have any idea that what he would
do would affect all of our lives, especially mine over the next three months.
That's it for now I hope you liked it. Send me your comments. Soon I'll be posting Chapter 6.