Date: Wed, 7 Jun 2006 17:03:06 -0700
From: Dean <adsherrill@msn.com>
Subject: When Nothing Goes Right, Chapter 1

Disclaimer- this story involves the love of two males so if this offends
you then don't read. This story is totally fiction and not meant to reflect
on anyone. And all the usual stuff applies lol.

Authors Note: Hey you guys this is my first attempt at a gay themed story,
so bare with me and send feed back, tell me if I suck or if I'm any good,
this will be a short story with about 12 maybe more chapters, so I hope u
guys enjoy.


When Nothing Goes Right
Chapter 1

	Darkness was all I could see as a pain that I've never felt
before flowed through my entire body. I was confused, what just
happened? My mind couldn't respond to the concept of the situation I
was in. It took me awhile to realize that the reason why I was in total
darkness was because my eyes were closed. As the events from
before started coming back to me I immediately opened my eyes to
look around. The car was a mess, twisted metal everywhere encasing
us. US? I looked to my left to find where the boy I've come to love
should have been sitting but he wasn't there. It occurred to me that in
the rush to get away he had forgotten to put on his seatbelt. All the
windows were smashed and missing.

	As fast as I could move in the pain I was in I removed myself
from the car. The door didn't work so I sort had to shimmy myself out
the broken window. A pain shot up my right arm and I felt that I
couldn't really move it at all. But I was more worried about the state
he was in rather than my own state. I had to see if he was ok.

	People started rushing down the hill to see if we where ok. I
looked up and thanked god that it wasn't a big cliff that we had fell
from. I was scared I knew he had to be in bad shape if he was thrown
from the car. A man came towards me to ask if I was alright.

	"Zan- Zander....where is he?......I-I need to find him"  I
struggled to walk, I was in serious pain.

	"You need to sit down, rest, help is on the way." He said to me
putting a hand on my shoulder to try and sit me down. " You're not
looking too good, you need a hospital."

	"NO! I need to find him" I said removing his hand from my
shoulder with my good arm.

	"I really think you shouldn't be moving around until an
ambulance gets here." The guy said worried

	I ignored his protests and walked around the car where I found
the other people who had come down the cliff gathered around
looking down at something on the ground. I walked as fast as I could
to the surrounding people and looked at what they were looking at
and I screamed.

	"ZANDER!!!" I cried  as I tried to get through to him but I was
being held back, I could hear sirens in the distance making their way
to the scene "NO, NO,NO, ZANDER"

	He looked terrible, he was lying in a weird position on his side
with his arm and legs spread out in weird angles. His clothes were
ripped and torn, his once beautiful face was covered in blood. His
eyes were closed and he wasn't moving, he just looked.........dead. I
was in total shock, I couldn't breathe, this was not happening, I mean
he was fine just a few minutes ago. I collapsed and everything went
black.
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	As I started regaining consciousness, I realized that I was in a
bed. My eyes where still closed and the lids felt really heavy. I could
hear a voice by my side talking to me. I recognized the voice but my
brain was still groggy and waking up, I could only understand bits and
pieces of what he was saying.

	"I never thought this would happen.....I never meant to.......I'm
sorry........" the voice was going in and out of my head but I could tell
it was sad.

	As my mind started to wake up more I tried to speak.

	"Kyle?" I said in barely a whisper as I slowly opened my eyes.

	He looked surprised to see me awake I could tell he was sad,
he had tears running down his face. He looked like he was about to
say something but then there were people bursting into the room, the
police. Kyle's face took on a look of determination as he look like he
was expecting them to show up. They hand cuffed him and took him
roughly out the door without any complaint from him.

	I was confused. Why was Kyle being arrested? What was he
trying to tell me when I was waking up? Where is Zander? That
image of him like I saw him must have all been some dream, some
freakish nightmare. He has to be ok. He's my everything, he's the
reason why my life is so good, I wouldn't be who I am right now
without him. He brought me out of my shell. I couldn't imagine what
my life would be like without him. He just had this power over you, it
made you feel good to be in his presence. One smile from him and
your whole world seemed to brighten. He's mine and I'm not letting
him go. I didn't want to think about that image of him broken like that,
but it was the only thing running through my mind. I just couldn't......
no wouldn't let my self believe that what I saw was real.

	An officer stayed behind after Kyle was gone. He came up to
me, pulled up a chair next to my bed and sat down.

	"I need to ask you a few questions, if that's okay?" he said
taking out a notepad and a pen

	"I need to see Zander, where is he? Is he okay?" I asked
ignoring his question.

	The officer gave me a look of grief, one that I didn't like one bit,
he didn't have to say anything he said it all in that look. It was then
that I knew for sure that what I saw was real, he was really gone. I
couldn't stop the flood of tears that came out. My whole world was
turned upside down. I bawled like a baby.

      The officer was patient though, he gave me some tissues then
said, "I need you to tell me exactly what happened." He looked into
my eyes with his understanding ones trying to make me feel more
comfortable

      I took a moment to compose myself of my thoughts, they were
racing and I couldn't really think straight. How exactly did all this
happen? How did I end up in this bed mourning the loss of the guy
who meant everything to me? How could everything change in a
instant? This was soo surreal. I was confused as well to what was
happening right now with Kyle. I needed to figure this all out. Well it
may help if I just started from the beginning, to where it all started.
When I first met the boy who would forever change my life.
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	I guess a good place to start is....well me.  My name is Skyler
Joel Ortiz. I'd say I'm a pretty good looking guy. I'm mixed half
Hispanic and half white. I workout a lot so I have a nice muscular and
toned body. I'm a very athletic guy, you'd figure that I would be one of
the popular kids right? Wrong!!! I'm sort of the opposite.

      All through high school I played sports, sort of went through
each sport never sticking to one. I just never really did well with
people so I was sort of a loner, sticking to myself cause that's what
made me comfortable.

      I never really thought about relationships much. My dad would
always ask me why I never had a girlfriend. I just figured I'd be better
off by myself. I didn't know how to come up to people and interact
with them to become friends, therefore how could I even come up to
a girl for a relationship?

      Like I said though, I am a pretty good looking guy so I would
have people come up to me. People waning to become friends, girls
wanting to date me, but I'd just avoid them, sort of just ignored them
until they would get the point and just left me alone.

      I sort of had a problem with just speaking what's on my mind,
you know like putting my thoughts into words so I just kept quiet all
the time.

      Eventually people would start talking about me, whispering
behind my back. They thought I was weird, but I guess when you take
a look at me......I guess I was.

      It was the ending of the school year and I would be graduating
in a few months off to community college the next semester where I
could more easily fit in as a loner in a sea of people worried more
about their school work than social status. That was the difference
between high school and college that I had heard. No high school
drama and that would be just perfect for me.
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	I can tell you that the first time I met Zander I...well we both
didn't like each other, we maybe even hated each others guts. He
was definitely one of those people who thought that I was just weird. I
was already in a bad mood because I was sort of getting fed up of
people's shit; I couldn't take the whispering during study period so I
just left. I mean why couldn't people just leave me alone, after four
years of talking about me, you would think that I would be old news
already, but there was always some new stupid rumor going on about
me and I would have no idea of where it came from.

	Anyways I was walking down the hall suppressing my rising
anger when all of the sudden I walk up to these two guys arguing.
One guy took a look at me and with a final word of "we're through" he
took off, leaving the other guy standing there looking after him with a
mixture of sadness and anger.

	"Screw you then, I don't need you." He called out as the other
guy continued to walk without looking back.

	He definitely looked mad, and was almost close to tears. Just
looking at him made me feel sorry for him and all I kept thinking about
was how I could make him feel better.

      All I really knew about Zander Daniels at this point was that he
was popular, one of the preppy kids; he had blonde hair and these
deep blue eyes. He was skinnier and smaller than me but I could tell
that he still had a toned body. He always wore those collared shirts
sometimes with the sweaters.

      He was also gay, not that you could tell that he was just from
looking at him, you would think he was straight until you saw who he
was dating. Now I know what you're thinking. How could someone
who was openly gay be so popular? Well at my school being gay was
a cool thing. Not that everybody was rushing to try it out, it was just
accepted here. There weren't too many gay people at my school, but
the few that were there were treated pretty cool. I guess you can say
that our school was pretty open-minded about some things.

      Anyways I caught myself staring at him wondering what just
happened between him and what I'm guessing was his current
boyfriend that had got him soo upset like this. I guess I was staring at
him too long because he then shifted his eyes over to me and I sort of
lost my breathe staring into them before I realized that he seemed to
be even angrier than before when he realized that I just witness
everything that happened.

      "What the hell are you staring at, freak."

      "Oh....I....umm" I said stuttering trying to find the right words to
say and suddenly feeling very uncomfortable.

      "Why don't you go fuck your mother or something!" He said
turning around to walk away.

      Normally I would just ignore a comment like that, cause like I
said I don't do well with people, but I was already in a fed up mood. I
mean who the hell was he to speak like that to me in my face. I mean
if I wanted to I could totally beat the crap out of him, even though I
never really fought before. I never had to because my size intimidated
people from starting fights with me, and I never wanted to start any
fights no matter how much people talked about me. I just didn't like to
fight. But still that didn't mean I was gonna take his crap.

      "Fucken FAG!!!" I screamed at him.

      I regretted it as soon as it left my mouth. I mean I'm not some
sort of homophobe or something, but I was just that mad.

      He turned around and that look in those eyes suddenly made
him seem bigger than me, they told me that he wasn't scared at all
that I was twice his size in muscle and 4 inches taller than him.

      He came right up to me, all up in my personal space and kept
getting closer to me as I walked backwards to keep the distance
between us, but he stayed right up to me looking me in the eyes with
a look of daggers. I was definitely way uncomfortable.

      "You're a low-life piece of shit you know that? You're not even
worth the air you breathe." He whispered venomously to me in my
face.

      I didn't know what was wrong with me. Why was I soo
intimidated by him. I mean I could easily hurt him if I wanted to but
something was keeping me back from doing anything. I think I was
even holding my breath as he stared angrily into my eyes.

      Then the bell rang ending study period and I was suddenly
aware at how close we were. He saw the look of panic in my face and
his angry face grew into a mischievous grin.

      He closed the distance, leaned up and pressed his lips firmly
against mine as people walked out of class. I think I was too confused
and shocked to react and when he finally broke the kiss he stepped
back gave me an evil wink and walked away, leaving me with the
crowd of people looking at me.

      "I always knew the freak was gay." Some guy who used to be a
team mate of mine said.

      "So that's why he never wanted to date." A girl said to her
friends.

      I didn't know what to say or do. I was totally embarrassed, so I
just ran out the school, to the parking lot, got in my car and went
home. Great! That's just what I needed, another reason for people to
talk about me. I was even more fed up then before. I wasn't really
sure how all this would affect me, but all I really knew more then
anything else was that I hated Zander Daniels guts from the bottom of
my heart.

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So how is it so far, should I continue or I should stop while I'm ahead
lol, Feedback would be greatly appreciated you can email me at
adsherrill@msn.com Thanks!  Dean