Date: Tue, 09 Mar 2010 19:36:24 -0500
From: twodeadboysx3@aol.com
Subject: Cliche chapter 3 Young Friends

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This story has underage sex between two boys, if this is illegal where you
live, then get the eff out of here before I call the po-po.

So this part of the story is supposed to be my little trip to "wonderland."
to be honest I cant tell you if any of this chapter even happened, but I
frequently (to this day) have dreams about this kind of stuff, and I don't
know what provokes them. This is my theory.




"You see the world, it died in my arms, I tried to hold on, but something
in my soul said let it be done. Tonight's the night to, our only chance
too, so take me in your arms as we carry on....yes we'll carry on."

-The Ringleader : Ives the Band



Slowly, I felt life returning to my body, but what struck me as strange as
my subconscious mind slowly turned conscious was that I could feel no
pain. Last I remember, my body was screaming at me, and now it was as if I
was at peace. Peace with my mind, peace with my body, and peace with my
life. It was strange. What was even stranger was that I felt a slight
breeze on my body, and something tickling my arms. I slowly opened my eyes
and the twisted branches of a tree and a blue sky with but a few clouds
behind them greeted me. It was bright, really bright so I had to cover my
eyes. I looked around me, it was so surreal. There was the greenest, most
beautiful grass that I had ever seen in my life, even on a television or a
even postcard.

I sat up, and then all at once the memories of what had just happened
flooded back into my mind. I immediately looked down and felt my body. I
wasn't in pain, at all. In fact even the slightest touch on my stomach felt
really good. I was only wearing a pair of basketball shorts, not even shoes
or socks, it didn't bother me though. It didn't really matter here, the
grass was softer than the softest teddy bear, or the most expensive
comforter. I stood up, the breeze picked up again, it was a warm,
comforting breeze. My hair was in my face, so I moved it out of the way. I
turned around and looked at the tree, it wasn't very tall, but it was
twisted, no leaves, just branches, twisted distorted branches. At the base
of it the roots were sticking out of the ground, desperate for water.

I looked all around me.

Directly in front of me, miles and miles away, there were flowers the size
of the Empire State building blooming right in front of my eyes, it was
like a city of flowers, just a million Roses, Lilies, Daises, Tulips,
Sunflowers, Azaleas, and any other flower you could think of. In the center
was the biggest, most beautiful flower I had ever seen. The stem was a deep
green with purple and red lines subtly appearing and the bud was tilted to
the right at a ninety degree angle. The bloom was breathtaking, the bud
opened up at the top, and what looked like the wings of a phoenix started
to appear and spread in all directions. A bright orange. And then a deep
purple appeared from the center and extended as high as the sky would
allow. They kept growing until they were shading the entire flower city, it
was the most awe inspiring sight I had ever seen in my short life. But the
bloom seemed to be over.

I turned my head to the left.

To my left, miles and miles away, it seemed like a completely different
world, dark black clouds were spewing out lightning and rain was poring out
of them like a hurricane. The floor was brown and barren, like a wasteland,
and the rain beat down on it unmercifully. It didn't seem attractive. But
then, against all odds, the dank wet ground started to break and crack, and
little tiny green plants began to appear, and then get larger and larger
and larger. They burst out the deepest green leaves and continued to grow
until they reached the black clouds, and then they broke through them,
allowing the sunshine to reach them and kept growing, even bigger than the
city of flowers. To my left, miles and miles away was the biggest most
green and lush forest I had ever seen, much less heard of. My breath once
again, was taken away.

I looked to my right and miles and miles away was the biggest Mountain I
had ever seen. The bottom was a lush, healthy green and toward the peak of
the mountain was white with snow. Directly in the center of the mountain
was a waterfall that began at the very top of the mountain and continued
all the way down to the bottom where there sat a gigantic blue ocean where
boats were sailing away, none coming to the mountain.

There was only one place I had still to look, behind me. So I turned around
and gazed at what was behind the twisted tree that I was under. There was a
lake, just about 200 feet in front of me, green grass and sandy banks
surrounded it. It looked like a beach surrounding the bluest lake I had
ever seen, it was bluer than the Caribbean ocean, it looked so perfect that
I didn't believe it was really there. I rubbed my eyes just to make sure I
wasn't hallucinating...I wasn't. But when I opened my eyes there was
someone sitting at the bank of the lake, kneeling down, their back facing
me. I got excited at seeing someone there, maybe they could tell me where I
was. So I ran as fast as I could to the bank.

Whoever it was was still kneeling down doing whatever they were doing when
I got to the bank. Did they not hear me running?

"...Uhh... hi." I said.

Whoever it was turned their head and looked at me. He was a boy...a boy
with the most shocking electric blue eyes I had ever seen, he was no older
than me, maybe even younger. "Hi" he said and then giggled. He stood up, he
too was only wearing shorts. He had clean cut black hair, blacker than the
night, the warmest smile, and fair skin, really fair skin, and he had the
most subtle outie belly button. He walked up to me, wiped his hands and
extended one for me to shake. "I'm Zachary." he said.

I shook his hand. "I'm Matt" I said.

He let out a short laugh "Nice to meat you." he said.

I nodded. "Yeah... Nice to meat you." I said. "...Umm do you know where we
are?" I asked him.

He smiled again. "I'm not sure actually...I was hoping you could tell me."
he said as he turned away from me.

"Well I'm sorry, I don't even remember how I got here." I explained.

He looked away from me at the lake for several moments, then looked back at
me.

"That's okay, I'm sure well get answers soon" he said. An then turned his
head and smiled at me. There was something insanely familiar about this
kid, I just couldn't place what it was.

"Hey Zach...am I dead?" I asked him.

He turned and looked at me, dead in the eyes. "I'm not sure, I hope your
not." he said with a giggle.

"Are you dead?" I asked.

"No, I'm not dead, not yet at least. I think that's why were here, so we
can save each other." he said.

I was confused. "From what? Death?" I asked.

He sighed. "No...from ourselves..." he said. He looked back at me. "I'm not
even sure I know what I'm talking about." he said with a morbid laugh. "but
I know that I mean it. Its just that this place feels familiar, like I
belong here." he said, and then looked me directly in the eyes.

I nodded. "I kinda know how you feel." I said as I looked down at the soft
golden sand that was between my toes. "Everything here seems so
perfect...and I feel like I know you..." I said.

"Yeah.." he agreed. "I've never seen you, but it feels like I've known you
all my life." he said.

I nodded in agreement. "it's weird." I said.

He picked up a thin rock and threw it in the lake. The rock flew then hit
the water and skipped. But it didn't go back into the water, instead it
grew wings and flew off.

He looked back at me. "So, how old are you?" he asked me.

"I just turned 11 a few weeks ago." I said. I stared down at the dirt
beneath my feet. I wasn't really all that exited about my birthday, but he
could never understand. I realized that he was watching me. "How bout you?"
I asked.

He smiled. "I just turned 11 too, three days ago." he smiled.

I smiled back. "wow, that's awesome!" I said.

He nodded at me.

There was a silent pause as we both thought about the conversation. It was
weird. This kid seemed like...well like he was me. Like he was the other
half or something. But what was worse is that he reminded me of my mom...

"So, you wanna go swimming?" he asked me, breaking me from my thoughts.

I looked at him and laughed. "yeah...why not." I replied.

He laughed and shucked off his shorts and jumped into the lake.  "Common!
The waters perfect!" he laughed.

What the hell. I threw my shorts to the side and jumped in too.



After what seemed like hours of playing in the lake we got out. We had no
towels so we just lay down on the beach/bank and stared into the sky. In a
matter of minutes the bright blue sky and the yellow sun seemed to
disappear and a black sky dazzled with stars and I big white moon
appeared. Stars began shooting back and forth through the sky.

The breeze carried a song with it, a literal song. It was something I had
never heard but I immediately loved it.

Zachary started singing along with it, then tilted his head and looked at
me. "This world does that, plays songs according to how your feeling. Its
pretty awesome." he said. "Have you ever heard this song?" he asked me.

I shook my head. "But I like it." I said.

He smiled. "Its amazing. Its called You're Guardian Angel." he said. Then
continued singing along. The music wasn't very loud, so I could hear his
voice a lot better than I could hear the singers voice. Zachary's voice was
amazing. He sang like he had been singing for years upon years. I didn't
say so though. "My sister used to sing this to me when I was smaller." he
said.

I nodded and smiled. I noticed there were tears in his eyes. "Are you
okay?" I asked.

He nodded and sniffled. "Yeah, just thinking about my sister." he said.

I looked down.

"She raised me." he said. "She was like my mom, because both of my parents
and my brother died when I was a baby." he said.

I looked down again.

"She was amazing." he added.

He sniffled. "what happened to your family, if you don't mind me asking." I
said.

He looked into the distance for a quick second. "Well, first my mom died a
when I was just born, and my brother got killed by gang violence. My dad
couldn't handle it all so he took his life." he said.

I looked down. "I'm so sorry." I said.

He sniffled again. "I's not your fault." he said.

"So why are you here?" I asked. "I mean I think I'm dead, but you said that
you weren't or not yet." I said.

"Well my sister got in a car accident a few days ago, and passed away. I
decided that life isn't worth it, so I tried to kill myself." he told me.

I looked down again and pushed the sand around with my finger.

"I'm really sorry." I said to him.

"So why are you here?" he asked me.

I looked away, at the giant white moon. "Im not sure really. I remember
being in pain and hearing doctors talk about me, but that's pretty much
it." I said. "I know that my mom died a few days ago though." I added with
a hint of sadness touching my mind.

He looked at me. "Sorry man." he said. "looks like both our lives are
royally scred." he said.

I laughed. "looks that way." I said. "So Zachary, why did we get thrown
into the same world?" I asked him. "Have we ever met each other?" I added.

He looked away again. "Not that I know of, or at least not that I can
remember. But its like we've known each other for a lifetime, that's whats
weird." he said.

"Yeah, tell me about it." I said.

"By the way, you can just call me Zakky." he said.

I laughed. "Zakky?" I asked?

he laughed too. "Yeah, Zakky, my sister used to call me that." he
explained.

I giggled. "Zakky." I repeated.

"Yeah?" he asked.

I looked at him and laughed. "I just like that name." I said.  He smiled at
me.

That smile made me feel really warm inside, in fact every time he smiled he
gave me that feeling. I felt attached to this boy, I felt protective of him
for some reason, and I felt like I had known him forever, like we grew up
together. I felt about him the way Kacey feels about me, like the younger
friend, the one that still needs to be protected and guided, I'm not sure
why though.

"Matt?" he asked me.

I looked at him. "yeah?" I asked.

"I really like you...i mean...your really cool I mean." he said.

I giggled. "you're cool too Zakky." I said.

"thanks for keeping me company." he said, I could feel a hint of sadness in
his tone.

I nodded. "Yeah, same here." I said.

"I've been here for a while, and its nice to have someone here with me now,
someone I can play with and show everything I've discovered here." he said.

I laughed. "But we haven't done anything but swim!" I said.

He laughed at me too. "I mean that were GONNA play and I'm GONNA show you
everything." he said.

I laughed at him. "Well, I cant wait!" I said.

He turned his head away from the sky to look at me. "Me neither." he said.

We both looked back up to the stars and the moon. The stars were still
shooting, and the wind was still carrying a song. I was at peace here, and
Zakkys company made me feel welcome. I still couldn't figure out for the
life of me why he reminded me of my mother, or why he seemed so familiar,
or why I seemed to like him so much. I never clicked with someone this
fast, it was weird.

"Okay Zakky, I'm tired so If its okay with you, I think I'll sleep." I said
to him.

He nodded. "I'm kinda tired too." he said as he closed his eyes. "Goodnight
Matt."

"Goodnight...Zakky." I smiled and closed my eyes and allowed my mind to
slip into unconsciousness.





I awoke to a strange noise. It was still night time and other than the soft
breeze and the water gently splashing on the bank, I heard a soft whimper,
I cry really. I opened my eyes, rubbed them and looked around. There, at
the edge of the water sat Zakky with his head buried in his face.

I got to my feet and approached him slowly. I sat down next to him and
rubbed his back. He broke down and hugged me. He sat there with his arms
around my body and sobbed into my chest. I'm not sure what he was crying
for, but I really didn't care. I just wanted to comfort him and protect him
from everything I could. And I did. I held him, rubbed his back as he
sobbed. I shushed him and told him that everything was gonna be okay. He
nodded in my chest, but continued to cry.

Several minutes later he stopped. He looked up at me, his hands still
resting on my thighs. He stared into my eyes and I stared back into his,
getting lost in the ocean behind them. We stayed motionless for what seemed
like forever. I saw a mix of emotions in his eyes, the one that stood out
the most to me was love. And I suddenly felt what he felt, love. I'm not
sure why, but I did. I wanted nothing more than to just stay staring into
his eyes for the rest of my life. Just to be there with him, his hands on
my naked thighs, his eyes staring into mine was intoxicating. We stared
into eachothers eyes for what seemed like hours, my head was spinning, and
nothing around me seemed to matter anymore, it was just me and him, nothing
else. Then, with his right hand, he put it to my cheek. My heart stopped, I
knew what was coming next. He leaned in and our lips touched. I felt
electricity course through my body as his lips touched mine. He pressed his
hands against my chest, and I pulled him closer to me. I suddenly realized
that we were both still naked from swimming, and wanted to feel him,
everywhere. I felt him put his weight on me, and before I knew it I was on
my back, and our bare chests, stomachs, and our woodies were pressed
together. The feel of his naked chest on mine was incredible. Our kiss grew
more passionate. I rubbed his back, from his neck all the way to his butt,
his hands were feeling my sides.

I could feel his lips open, so I opened mine and then his tongue was in my
mouth, wrestling with mine. I was in a haze, my mind was racing a million
miles an hour about all the things I was feeling, all the things I wanted
him to feel, and everything I wanted to do with him. He suddenly broke the
kiss and kissed my neck, then my chest, then my stomach. He stopped right
above my private area which was standing erect at a proud 3 and a half
inches. He lingered there for a few moments, I could feel him shaking. And
then he gripped my rod. My back arched, no one had ever touched me there,
in my most private of places, my mind could barely contemplate what was
happening. He started to move his hand up and down, sliding my foreskin
back and forth over my little helmet. I was in heaven.

He then stopped and straddled me. His woodie pointing straight at his belly
button. I reached for it, but stopped a little short. My hand was shaking,
and my body was shivering with anticipation. I looked at his beautiful boy
boner, it seemed perfect. I had never looked at a woodie like this before,
and I saw them all the time with my friends. Zakkys seemed different to me
some how, I felt reluctant to touch it, I didn't want him to think that I
was violating him in any way, and I also felt a certain bond between us
that wasn't sexual or seductive, just pure love, I didn't want to break it
so I looked up into his blue eyes, he nodded, wanting me to touch him
there, so I did, ignoring my reluctance.

I grabbed him, just like he had grabbed me. A soft moan escaped him. I slid
my hand up and down, just like he had done me. His back arched, and he
knelt back, his hands suppoting him and his little outie belly button
pointing at the sky. His butt was sitting right on my woodie. I bucked my
hips and moved my little woodie in and out of his crack as I worked him. My
face was flushed, and so was his. I could tell he was about to have that
feeling because his body tensed up, and his face got all weird and he
closed one eye and moaned softly. Then out from his little woodie, a clear
substance hot out, not very far, but enough to clear my hand, and landed on
my bellie. I continued to buck and hump until I reached my peak. My woodie
got super hard and started to tingle and jerk, I had got the feeling too,
and then I suddenly felt weak. He collapsed on me, his cheek touching my
cheek. I could feel his breathing was hastened. So was mine. I wrapped my
arms around him. I could feel that his woodie was going down, so was
mine. He lifted himself up and kissed me on my lips again. He smiled at
me. I smiled back.

I thought It was weird what we just did, and I kinda felt guilt for it,
like I shouldn't have touched him like that because we were both boys and
that I just felt like I shouldn't be doing that with HIM. I still felt
euphoric though, and I still felt love and satisfaction.

He rolled off of me and I turned over to face him. Our foreheads were
touching, as was our legs and stomachs.

"Was that wrong?" he asked me in a hushed wisper.

I really didn't know. "I don't know, but I really don't care." I said.

"Me neither." he said. He rubbed his hand on my chest all the way down to
my spent private area. He fondled them for a while then kissed me. I
smiled.

Sometime during that night, we fell asleep.


I woke up feeling cold. It was obviously the morning time, it was cold, the
sun was barely out and there was fog and mist everywhere. Something was
wrong, I could tell. Zakky wasn't by my side, that was strange enough. I
sat up. My shorts were covering my chest, I was still cold. I put my shorts
back on and stood up. I looked around, but I didn't see anybody. So I
headed off to search.

It seemed like I knew exactly where he would be, like I followed a trail or
a path. Because in front of me, on the top of the gigantic mountaintop at
the edge of the water full, there he was, sitting, crying.

"Zakky?" I whispered softly.

He was startled. He turned around and looked at me like I was going to kill
him. He stood up and backed off.

"...whats wrong?" I asked. I walked toward him and he backed off.

"I....I..." he stuttered.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

He shook his head. "You....you have to stay away from me." he said.

I was shocked. "...why?"

He shook his head. "I...you just have to." he said. "it was my fault, I
don't want to hurt you." he said.

I was confused. "What was your fault...Zakky I'm confused." I said.

"...You...and me....we..." he tried. He broke down.

"We what?" I asked.

He broke down. "Please don't hate me." he said.


"I don't think I could." I said. "Please tell me whats going on."

"you...your my brother..." he said.

"Huh?"

"You, and me...were brothers. I don't know how its possible, but I know
that you're my brother that...died." he said.

I was so lost now. "how...this makes no sense!" I said. "how could we be
related? I don't have a...." I didn't remember until this very second that
I had a baby brother. "wait...you're my age..."

"I know...you died when you were 11, and this would be the 11th aniversery,
its strange I know, but its true."

"so if you're my brother....Oh my god..." I said. I touched my brother, my
little brother where I shouldnt... my brother the one who caused my mothers
death...who caused this to happen to me.

I looked at him. He had pleading eyes.

"You....you killed her..." I said quietly.

He shook his head and broke down. "I...I'm sorry." he said.

I shook my head "No! Its too late for that now!!" I yelled. "You! You
ruined my life!" I yelled.

He shook his head again.  "I didn't mean to...I'm sorry!" he said.

"SHUT UP! JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP!" I screamed. "YOU DID THIS TO ME YOU
CAUSED EVERYTHING! IF IT WERENT TO YOU I WOULD STILL BE WITH MY FAMILY. MY
MOM WOULD STILL BE ALIVE!" I yelled.

"I...I know." he said. "I deserve to die." he said.

I wanted to be angry I wanted to yell and scream at him. I wanted to disown
him and shun him. I wanted him to never exist, but I couldn't...i loved
him. I didn't want to admit it but I did. "You...I...AARG!!" I was so
frustrated.

"I understand if you don't ever want to talk to me again." he said.

"I don't even want to look at you! I should hate you for what you did to my
family! ...our family..." I said. "...But I cant."

he broke down. "please don't hate me. If I could, I would take everything
back." he said.

"It's already done." I said. "And now I'm dead...and I cant change
anything. My dad is going to kill himself, and my families destruction will
be complete." I said.

"I'm sorry." he said. He bawled harder. "I...didn't mean to..."

"But you did!" I said, cutting him off. "You single handedly destroyed my
family. I should HATE you. But I don't." I said. "I want to, but I don't."

he sobbed even more and fell to his knees.

I looked at him. My own brother, my own flesh and blood, the one who I
should love and protect from everything and anything, was on the floor on
his knees crying because I hurt him. But it was his fault, wasn't it? He
was born, my mom died, and at her funeral I was killed, and then because of
that my dad will kill himself. It is his fault... I wanted to believe that,
but how could a baby do all of this? Maybe it was just fate. Fate. Not the
baby, not my baby brother, fate. Or God. Either way it wasn't his
fault. And I made him believe it was.

"Look....I...dont hate you. It's not your fault. I...do love you." I
said. Then I remembered what happened lastnight and winced. "And I'm sorry
for what happened last night." I said. "i was wrong of me." I said.

He looked at me. "It wasn't your fault, I was there too. And we didn't
know...and...well I'm just confused." he said.

Confused, that was my cue. I could at least make it up to him by trying to
help him, but I was confused too, I mean he is a boy... "I am too. Lets
just put it behind us kay?" I said.

He nodded.

"I'm sorry. And I do love you." I said. "Its strange. I just met you and I
already love you, I already want to protect you." I said. I knelt down next
to him. "And I have to try to fix this." I said. "I don't even know if I'm
still alive or not, but I have to help you." I said.

He looked at me. "Really?" he said.

"Yeah little bro, really." I said.

He wiped his tears and laughed ironically. "you know, I've always wanted to
meet you, Chas always said that you had a heart for other people, not that
I didn't believe her, I just always thought that you would hate me." he
said.

"I don't hate you, I'm just confused myself." I said. We stayed silent for
a few minutes. I looked at him. He was a good looking kid, not sexually,
just all around good looking. He's gonna be a knockout when hes older. Dark
hair, blue eyes, soft face. Everything. "You know, you look a lot like
her." I said.

He looked at me. "Mom?" he asked.

"yeah, and dad. You have his eyes. And her personality." I said.

He laughed. "That's what Chas says."

I smiled at him. "Well that's cuz its true." I said. I sighed. "I have to
do something, I have to save you somehow." I said. But I don't know how to
get out of this place." I said.

He smiled and sniffled. "It's okay, really. I got to meet you at
least. That's good enough for me." he said.

"Well it's not for me." I said. I suddenly felt as if my heart was beating
harder, only every few seconds though.

"I'm happy now. I'm happy." he said.

I felt it again, but this time it was harder and my body jerked a little
bit.

"Are you okay?" he said.

It happened again, and this time It shook my body so hard, that I fell on
my back.

He looked at me wide-eyed. "What's happening?" he said.

I smiled. My body felt weak. "i think I'm leaving this place." I said.

He hugged me. "please don't leave yet!" he said. "I just got to know you!"
he said.

"I have to save you." I said. My body jolted again. Now my body was
hurting.

He nodded at me and hugged me. I raised my arms and hugged him back. My
mind started to leave this place, and then my vision went black.

The first thing I remember is opening my eyes and seeing bright white
lights. Everything here was so rough, the sounds, the sights, the
feelings. Everything so imperfect. But I knew I was home.

My consciousness fluttered away like a butterfly from a flower. The last
thing I thought about was Zakky.



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