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Tween to Teen
(sequel to My 11th Summer)

Chapter Two
Revenge is a dish best served cold
by: Kewl Dad



 Being grounded didn't turn out to be as bad as I'd thought and the two days passed quickly. Ricky came by before he left for Kansas and my mom and dad let me hang around with him for a while to give us a chance to say goodbye and all. We spent the time we had together mostly sitting on my back porch and talking but I could tell Ricky didn't really know what to say as far as what had happened with Johnny. Finally I decided to bring it up and clear the air.

"Johnny's not usually like that," I said staring straight ahead, "I guess part of it is my fault, but he really acted like a complete jerk this time."

"It's okay, but I hope you two can patch things up. I'd hate to know I was the one that messed things up for you."

"We'll get over it...but first I'm gonna make him sweat a little. He didn't even try to come by or call or anything and I've been grounded for lying....so I haven't talked to him."

"Maybe he was afraid you were still mad and that's why he didn't try to see you," Ricky offered. Always trying to see the best in everyone.

"I guess, but I've decided I'm not going to talk to him when I go back to school tomorrow." I thought my plan was brilliant but I could tell by the look on Ricky's face that he wasn't quite as convinced it was the right thing to do.

"I don't know, maybe you should at least try to talk to him."

"How can you sit there and defend him like that?" I asked curiously, "He was a complete jerk to you. Anyway I'll talk to him if he apologizes, but not unless he really means it."

"I guess I just try to see the other guy's side of things. I sort of got in the middle of you two and that's not what I wanted to do. I thought he'd be cool with you having a friend like Roger was...."

"So did I," I said frowning, "and he even acted like he wanted to include you in our fun too....then he pulls that crap at the barn."

"He must really like you a lot to get so upset and do something like that."

"He has a funny way of showing it sometimes," I sighed. "What time are you and your folks leaving town tomorrow?"

"Early, like 7 or something," Ricky said sounding tired, "We probably won't be back till Easter, but I'll still write you...if you want," he added sadly.

"Yeah definitely. Please don't let what Johnny did ruin our friendship. I love getting letters from you and writing back. It's like really cool to check the mailbox and find a letter from you. Hey if you come back for Easter maybe we can hunt easter eggs together."

"Yeah, that would be fun. My granny has lots of good places to hide them in her yard."

We forgot about Johnny and what had happened and had a good visit the rest of the time. Around five he had to go and I walked him to the street. Mom looked out the window and saw us  and called me to the door. At first I thought I was in trouble, but instead she told me I could walk Ricky to his grandma's if I would hurry back. I gave her a hug and thanked her and ran back to give Ricky the good news and we started off for his grandma's house.

On the way we talked about all the things we had in common and I think our friendship grew even stronger during that short walk. At his grandma's we stood close together but not quite touching and said our goodbyes and at the last minute we sort of just drifted together and hugged really quick. He looked so cute standing there smiling and looking shy and I wanted to kiss him so bad it hurt. But kissing had been one of the things that had caused all this trouble and it made me sad to think we might not get to do that again.

Eventually we said our goodbyes and I pulled myself away, hoping I hadn't stayed away too long and messed things up at home. I felt a hollow place in my heart as I waved and turned to go but by the time I got home I was feeling a bit better. I was 11 and like my mom said I wore my heart on my sleeve, but I also got over things pretty quick.

When I got home mom didn't act like she was upset and I offered to help her fix dinner to earn a few more brownie points. We talked as we worked and I found out that it was dad who suggested she let me walk Ricky home. He told me later that he had once had a friend who lived in another town and when he came to visit they had the best of times. Then one day he found out that the friend had died in a car wreck on the way home and they hadn't even really got a chance to say goodbye. I almost cried when I heard that and I could definitely see why mom had loosened up and let me walk Ricky home. 

After supper I watched TV with my folks till around nine then took a bath and said goodnight and went to my room. I grabbed a couple of comics and tried to read but I kept thinking about Johnny and the rotten stunt he'd pulled with Ricky and I was more determined than ever to get even with him. 

I even went as far as to write down my plan in a spiral notebook. I remembered how Johnny always had ragged looking notebook laying around his room and I missed him a little, but I felt like I had to make him see what a jerk he had been even if I did love the jerk.

I scribbled out my plan but it really looked lame and I wound up ripping the page out and wadding it up and tossing it in my trash can. What was I doing? Why couldn't I just talk this out with Johnny and fix things and get back to normal? 

I guess I was just stubborn and I felt like I had to make Johnny suffer a little. Seeing Ricky again had got me stirred up again and I felt like I was right and Johnny was wrong and until he realized that things couldn't be the same.

Eventually I turned out the light and pulled the covers over me and tried to sleep. As mad as I was at Johnny I still missed him and wanted to be with him. But it was his fault. In a way he was the one who got me grounded and if he hadn't been such a jerk we'd have had all weekend to be together.  Now I wasn't sure if could go through with my plan or not, but I decided to sleep on it and see how I felt in the morning.



Morning came and getting up early was hard after sleeping in the last four days. I tugged on my clothes and went down to breakfast but dad was already gone. Mom had oatmeal and toast for me, but I didn't have much appetite. I knew in a little while I'd be facing Johnny and I didn't know what would happen.

Mom must've sensed my funk cause she seemed extra nice to me that morning and didn't nag at me to eat my breakfast. I swallowed my milk and ran off to brush my teeth and grab my stuff and started for school a little earlier than usual. I was hoping maybe I could get there before Johnny and get in my seat and not have to talk to him until lunch or recess, but I guess he must've had the same idea cause as I walked onto the school ground he was coming toward me from the opposite direction.

At first I thought about running inside, but I decided that was stupid and I had to face him sooner or later so I continued walking slowly toward the school building. Back then Washington elementary was on long U shaped building with the cafeteria at one end and the second grade classroom at the other. There was a stage in the cafeteria for school programs and a smaller one in the second grade classroom. At recess the kids played dodge ball outside the second grade classroom lined up against the yellow brick wall and it was there that Johnny stopped and waited for me that day.

He looked good, I had to admit that. Today he was wearing faded jeans and a long sleeve flannel shirt but not coat. He was hot natured and only wore a coat when it was really cold. His hair was sort of messy that day and as I got closer I could see that he looked tired and his usual smile was missing.

I wanted so badly to run to him and hug him and kiss him and pretend nothing was wrong, but my stubbornness kicked in and I veered away from him and headed toward the sixth grade classroom which was located at the opposite end of the building right next to the cafeteria.

I could almost feel the hurt he must've felt as I passed him by and I almost turned around and ran to him, but I guess I was stronger than I thought possible at that moment. Instead I went inside and took my seat and shoved my books in the cubby hole beneath my chair and got my books and stuff ready for our first subject which was English.

Fortunately I wasn't the only one already in class and the others began to trickle in slowly but still no sign of Johnny. I sat there watching the clock and dreading the moment Johnny would appear and take his seat next to me but as the clock ticked down the final minutes my stomach began to knot up with fear.

What I'd done was awful. How could I have been so mean and so insensitive? The bell rang and I knew without a doubt that I'd messed up big time when Johnny didn't show. 

Mr. Neal our teacher who  was also the school principal took role then and when he got to Johnny's name he looked up and right at me.

"Does anyone know where Johnny is?" he asked still staring at me.

The other kids looked at each other and shrugged as I squirmed in my seat. I didn't know where he was, but I damn well knew why he wasn't in class. He had run away because the one person he loved had turned his back on him and walked on by like he was a piece of shit. Only thing was right now I felt like the piece of shit.

That day was the longest day of my life as I avoided the questioning stares of the other kids. At lunch time I couldn't eat and wound up sitting behind the cafeteria alone and gnawing on my finger nails. Fortunately no one bothered me and at recess that afternoon I stayed inside and read rather than face the kids playing dodge ball and tag.

When the final bell rang that day I raced out the door and headed straight to Johnny's house instead of going home. I didn't know exactly what I'd say to Johnny, but I knew I had to do something and do it quick or I wouldn't be able to live with myself. How could I have been so stupid? Sometimes being a kid was so hard and I couldn't wait till I was older and smarter and not always messing up. Only problem was I'd learn later that you never outgrow that sort of thing.

By the time I got to Johnny's house I was out of breath and had to stop and rest a minute before I went on. I wondered what I would say to his mom. What had he told her when he showed up back at home? Had he told her he was sick and if so would she even let me see him?

I finally walked up onto the front porch and took a deep breath before knocking. Instead of Johnny's mom answering the door though it was Johnny's sister.

"Oh, it's you...where's lame brain?" she smirked ancing out the door.

"Uh..who?" I asked dumbly.

"Johnny...where's Johnny dummy. Didn't you walk home together?" she asked sounding less cocky now.

"Uh...he didn't come to class today," I muttered. I didn't tell her what had happened but I had a sinking feeling in my stomach I'd soon have to tell not only her but both our parents, "Maybe he's in his room...uh, sick or something."

"I been home since noon. Trust me he's not here," she said looking annoyed, "Little shit must've played hooky. Probably went to the park or something. He'll be home eventually and boy mom and dad are gonna beat his ass."

"I don't think so," I said numbly, "but I'll go see if I can find him."

"Well, if anyone can find the little turd it's his boyfriend," she laughed evilly.

"Shut up," I said growing angry. My feelings were all over the place and I'd had enough of her bullshit, "He's not my boyfriend," I lied, "but I care about him which is more than I can say about you."

She recoiled at my words and attitude and she didn't smart off again. "Well...if you find him better tell him to get his butt home before dad gets home."

I stormed off the porch and blindly made my way home. If I was going to find Johnny I had to go home and check in first. It might mean lying to my mom again and the worried me some, but I had to find Johnny no matter what that took.

Mom had baked cookies and when I came in and she offered me a couple of them for my afternoon snack. I was hungry since I hadn't eaten lunch and I decided finding Johnny could wait a few more minutes. Besides it would give me time to figure out what I was going to tell my mom.

"Did you have a good day? I bet you were happy to see Johnny again," she said smiling.

"I guess he was sick," I said staring down at my cookies. Suddenly I felt like bawling and it was all I could do not to jump up and run to my room.

"Oh..he wasn't at school today?"

I shook my head, "No...he uh....didn't show up for class."

"I'm going to call his mother and see what's wrong," my mom said suddenly. I guess all moms have a sixth sense or something and she could see right through me. She must have known I was lying already so what was the use in going on with this bullshit?

"He...he's not home mom," I said looking up at her with tears in my eyes, "I went by his house...but his sister said he hadn't been home all day."

"Maybe his mother took him to the doctor or something. Maybe his sister just didn't know."

I shook my head, "I sort of messed up mom," I said finally deciding to spill my guts and take my punishment. 

I omitted the sex parts but I pretty much got the message across that Johnny had been a jerk to Ricky and that I was mad as hell and wanted to punish him. Only by the time I got through telling the whole story it was me who came across as the bigger jerk.

"Let me get this straight...instead of trying to talk to Johnny about what happened and make things right you ignored him and made him feel so bad he..he didn't come to class?"

When she put it like that I knew I had messed up bad. "Yes ma'am and now he's gone or run away or whatever and it's my fault. I gotta find him mom.....I just got to. Please can I go look for him?"

"What? No...not on your own. I'm going to call his house and find out what I can and if he's still not home we'll get in the car and look for him."

That actually made sense. We could cover more distance faster and if my mom was along he couldn't refuse to come back with us. The only bad part was we wouldn't be able to talk privately, but hopefully there'd be time for that later.

Johnny's mom answered and she'd already found out that Johnny was missing but she didn't seem that upset. She said he was probably downtown messing around or over at the hobby store, but she said that when he got home he was going to get a good talking to.

"So they're no going to even try to find him?" I asked in disbelief.

"No, they don't think it's as serious as we do I guess. Come on, let's go. Do you have any idea where he might be?"

As we piled into the Impala I thought about how different my parents were from Johnny's. I guess I'd always known that my folks were special, but at the moment I felt like the luckiest kid in the world. Johnny's mom was biding her time waiting for Johnny to get home so she could yell at him while my mom was driving me around trying to find him.

We tried downtown checking the Ben Franklin and McCrory's and then the hobby shop and a couple of other places, but he wasn't any of the places we looked. Next we tried the big park but the only person there was an old man feeding the ducks.

"You know Johnny better than anyone Robert, can you think of any place that might be special..some place that maybe only you two would know about?"

Gosh, there were lots of places like that, including the gin mill, but I doubted he'd be there alone. There was Salt Creek where we'd camped out, but no way would he walk all the way out there alone and in the cold. There was...the box car by the train depot, but I didn't really want mom to know about that place.

"Maybe the little park," I suggested lamely, but I was sure he wouldn't be in as logical a place was that.

 Of course he wasn't there and I even checked the bathroom to make sure he wasn't hiding from us. I was beginning to really worry. What if something horrible happened to him or someone kidnapped him? It was all my fault and at that moment I hated myself for being so mean to him. How could I ignore him like that? Sure he'd messed up but the least I could have done was let him explain. Maybe he was going to apologize and I just walked on by with my nose in the air like I didn't even care.

I ached for him worse than I ever  had as we drove around looking at every passerby and hoping it was Johnny. An hour passed then mom stopped at a pay phone and called Johnny's house but he still hadn't showed up and even his mom was starting to sound more worried and less mad.

When mom got back in the car my face fell when she told me he still wasn't home yet. Our town wasn't all that big, but Johnny was just one small boy and finding him was turning out to be harder than I'd thought. Eventually I broke down and tried all the places I didn't want mom to know about, but he wasn't any of those places either. Mom didn't say much the whole time, she just drove me to wherever I told her and with each disappointment I was more and more frightened that something awful had happened to Johnny.

It had begun to get dark and I was running out of places to check. Mom suggested we go home and check in with Johnny's folks and if he still wasn't home we'd get dad to help us look. I was near tears as we pulled into the drive and when we walked in dad met us at the door.

"Well, I was beginning to get worried. Is everything okay?"

Mom quickly filled dad in and he frowned, "Now what son? This is getting kind of old. If you and Johnny don't start getting along better we may have to separate you two for a while...once we find him."

"What...no, wait...dad, that's not fair," I pouted, "We get along fine, but sometimes we fight...all friends fight...but this time it was all my fault."

"Well, it sounds like there's plenty of blame to go around," he said sighing, "I'm starved so if we're going to go out looking for Johnny we're going to have to stop and get something to eat."

Mom called Johnny' house while I hung on her dress tail listening to every word and when she hung up I knew the news wasn't good.

"His mother and father are out looking for him. That was his sister I talked to and even she sounded worried." 

It was no secret that Johnny and his sister didn't get along well and if she was worried thing were really bad.

"Are you sure there's nowhere else you can think of son?" mom asked looking tired.

I closed my eyes and thought for a minute, but other than the creek I couldn't think of any more places.

"Well...maybe the place we camped out last summer...you know, Salt Creek...."

"Surely he wouldn't go there....." my dad said sounding doubtful, "I mean there's no shelter there, no food, and it's cold outside and getting colder."

"I know, but it's the only place I can think of."

"There's no road out there, the only way is up the tracks or off the county road and a mile or so across farmland."

"I know...I know," I sighed, "It's useless....he's gone and it's all my fault," I blubbered.

"First we eat," dad said firmly, "then we drive out to Salt Creek."

I perked up a little, but I still wasn't convinced we'd find him there or anywhere for that matter. What if he got hit by a train and was laying on the tracks hurt or..worse dead? Every bad thing I could think of was running through my head and I was one unhappy little boy when we piled in the car.

I didn't feel like eating but mom made me order something so I got a plain hotdog and choked it down with a small Coke while my folks ate their burgers and fries. I was impatient to get going but I knew it wasn't a good idea to hurry my dad since he wasn't as easy as mom.

I excused myself to go to the bathroom and puke up my hotdog and even though I rinsed my mouth out as best I could I could still taste my puke. I asked mom for some gum cause I knew she always carried Double Mint in her purse and that helped a little. She gave me a concerned look but didn't comment on my green complexion and queasy look.

When we finally left the DQ the fresh air helped to clear my head, but I still felt sort of sick. The ride to the country was awful and the whole way there I felt like I was going to puke again, but I managed to keep my stomach from turning inside out. 

Dad parked the car on the side of the gravel road and I looked out across the dark pasture and in the distance I could see a few dark figures that I figured were cows. Actually this was the same pasture that we had played in last summer only I was looking at it from the other side. 

We could see the lights on in the little farm house to the left and I suddenly worried that the people who lived here might not like us trespassing on their property. Heck, they might even shoot us or something, but dad had it all figured out.

"This is the place."  he said starting the car again and driving up the road a ways then turning into the dirt road leading up to the farmhouse. When we parked dad told me to come with him and for mom to wait in the car. I was nervous, but I knew my dad knew what he was doing and I relaxed a little. 

I shouldn't have been surprised that dad knew the people who lived there and they invited us in right off the bat. They talked for a while about this and that and caught up on things, but dad could see I was getting anxious and quickly got to the point of our visit.

The man, Mr. Reeves was very nice about the whole thing and even offered to drive us down to the creek on his tractor which had a little wagon on the back. So dad and I sat on the back of this little wooden wagon with hay scattered all over the floor as we slowly made the trip to the creek bank. On the way dad put his arm around me and kissed my sweaty hair.

"I'm sorry if I sounded angry when you told me about all this, but you know how I am when I'm hungry," he teased.

"It's okay dad, I know you didn't mean anything bad, but in a way you're right. We have been having too much trouble lately, but part of it is my fault. I just wasn't thinking. I was just mad and I wanted to get back at him for being a jerk to Ricky."

"You care a lot about Ricky don't you?"

I felt flushed as I looked at my dad. How could I tell him how I felt without sounding weird?

"Well, he's my friend, just like Johnny is..just like Roger was and I don't see why I my friends can't get along...that's all."

Dad nodded, "No reason I can think of...unless there's more to this than you're saying." Again dad seemed to be able to see right through me.

"Like what?" I said digging my hole deeper.

"Like maybe Johnny is a little jealous of Ricky. Is that what this is about?"

No way was I ready for that question and I had to think real hard before I came up with an answer. "Maybe but I don't see why he would be," I lied, "I treat him as good a I treat Ricky."

"No reason I guess," dad said sounding unconvinced, "I guess maybe Johnny is just a little more sensitive than you are about these things."

These things, these things? What was he saying.

I couldn't think of anything to say so I just snuggled into him and sucked up his heat while we bounced along that little dirt trail. Behind us was only darkness and the only light ahead was the headlights of the little Ford tractor and the only sound was the engine and an occasional cow bellowing or a frog croaking.

Eventually we came out in the pasture we'd played in that day last summer and I noticed the little shed we'd discovered that hot summer day. Even though it was dark my eyes were adjusted to the darkness now and I thought I saw someone standing under the roof of the shed. 

I tapped dad on the arm and pointed and he looked in that direction but now there was nothing there as far as I could see.

"I thought I saw something under the shed over there."

Hopping of the little wagon and pulling me along with him we landed on our feet just as the tractor came to a stop. Mr. Reeves left the tractor running and climbed down to join us.

"My son thought he saw something over there...by that shed. I think we'll take a look."

"Here," Mr. Reeves said digging under the seat of the tractor and pulling out a battery powered lantern, "take this."

Dad thanked him and took the lantern and put his arm around me to get me moving in the right direction. I was nervous as hell. As much as I wanted to find Johnny I was afraid of what would happen if we did find him. What would he say? What would I say? What if he just ran off again when we got close. 

"Maybe....maybe I should go alone," I stuttered.

"Are you sure son?" Dad said squeezing my shoulders.

"Yeah, he might just run away again if he saw I wasn't alone."

"Okay, but I'll watching and if you need me just wave the lantern and I'll come running."

"Okay, thanks," I said swallowing my stomach back down again. I was shivering as I started toward the dark little building and it wasn't from the cold.

As I got closer I strained to try to see in side, but it was just too dark. There was hardy any stars out that night and the moon was just a little sliver, the kind of moon I called a toe nail moon. I didn't want to shine the light that way and spook him if he was there so I shined the light at the ground and slowly made my way toward the shed.

I was afraid if Johnny was there that he would take off running or maybe he already had but I had to try so I plodded on. When I got almost there I thought I saw a dark shadow  hovering against the back wall of the shed but I still couldn't be sure. The shed was three sided with the front completely open and inside were bales of hay and a few odds and ends so I wasn't sure what I was seeing exactly until I got right at the entrance.

Stepping under the roof I  actually heard him before I saw him.

"What do you want?" Johnny said almost causing me to poop my pants

"Johnny? God, I'm so glad I found you."

"Why, you didn't want to see me at all this morning."

"I didn't mean it... I swear," I said daring to move closer to where Johnny hovered against the back wall behind a bale of hay. 

"Just leave me alone," he said angrily.

"I can't and you know that. Everyone is worried about you....but most of all...I'm worried about you. I was so afraid something awful had happened to you and I just couldn't forgive myself for being so mean."

"Make it about you why don't you,? he growled, "Poor Robert, what would he do is Johnny got killed? He'd probably just go find someone else...."

"Okay, I deserved that, but it's not true. It's you I love and I'm sorry. What I did was wrong. I should've given you a chance to explain and I should have been a better friend. And...I shouldn't have kissed Ricky and it won't happen again."

"Sure you say that now, but what happens when he comes back next time?"

"Nothing, but you can't expect me to quit being his friend just because you don't like him or you're jealous of him." I knew I was treading on shaky ground, but I felt like I had a right to like other boys as long as  I didn't let it interfere with what Johnny and I had.

"I'm not saying you can't have other friends, but you can only  have one boyfriend," he said softly. 

This was why I wanted to come alone, just in case things got personal. "I know that and I that's you, you're the only boy I love. I like Ricky, but I love you and all I wanted was for you two to get along and not make me feel like I was in the middle of a fight all the time."

"But..but you kissed him..." he said in a husky voice. Was  he crying?

"And I told you about it and I apologized and you said you were okay with it. You lied to me and then you tricked us into thinking you were cool with us being friends and you hurt Ricky's feeling a lot."

"I know, I know..and I'm sorry, but you didn't even let me say I was sorry. You just walked on past me like I was dirt. That's what I felt like. You've always been smarter than me and better than me and when you did that to me I just couldn't stand to face anyone."

"Were you here all day?"

"Naw...not at first. I went home and grabbed my coat and hung around downtown but I got worried that someone would turn me in for skipping school so I walked down to the gin mill and stayed there for a while then walked down here."

"What were you thinking? What were you gonna eat, where were you gonna sleep?"

"I...I guess I never really thought things out."

"Come on, I bet you're hungry. I bet my folks will buy you something to eat."

"I can't face them right now," he said sucking back snot and wiping at his eyes.

"My folks love you as much as they love me. They won't judge you. My mom's been driving me around ever since I got home from school. We looked everywhere and she was really worried...my dad too."

"Is that him up there?"

"Yep, come on. He's gonna get worried and come looking for me so you might as well come with  me."

"I guess, but I feel so stupid."

When he moved closer I didn't even think twice before hugging him. I knew no one could see us in the darkness and I couldn't hold back a minute longer.

"Don't you ever do that again," I scolded as I hugged him to me He was shivering and smelled like a dirty pup, but I loved his smell. 

"I'm sorry," he said sounding ready to cry, "I love you so much."

"I love you too," I said kissing him quickly on the lips. His tummy chose that moment to rumble making us laugh and  reminding us that he hadn't eaten and I broke the hug and we started toward the tractor side by side but not quite touching.

I have to give my dad credit for not grilling Johnny or making a big deal of his running away and we rode back in almost complete silence with Johnny pressed against my side. When we got back to the house dad thanked Mr. Reeves and we told him goodbye. 

When Johnny and I climbed in the back seat mom turned around and smiled at Johnny, "You must be starved, we'll stop somewhere and get you something to eat sweetie."  

I had never loved my mom and dad so much as I did that night. Not only had they gone out their way to find Johnny, but they weren't giving him a hard time about running away. I think he was a little surprised, but we both knew that when he go home it would be a whole different story.

We stopped at Horn's Drive-in this time and sat in the car and ate. After throwing up my dinner I was hungry too and mom and dad bought Johnny and me burgers and fries and mugs of root beer and we ate it in the car.  While we ate mom and dad listened to the radio and talked quietly about adult stuff and their voices were soothing as we sat there just happy to be together again. 

I wasn't sure things were a hundred percent fixed between Johnny and me but we were making progress and I was pretty sure we could work things out eventually, that is if his parents didn't ground him for life or kill him. I knew his dad had a temper and sometimes he was really hard on Johnny, but I was hoping they'd be so glad to see him and know he was all right that they'd go easy on him this time.

"Do you boys want some ice cream? Dad asked when we were through with or supper.

Johnny looked at me and I nodded, "If it's okay, maybe a dip cone."

Dad ordered four dip cones and lots of napkins and warned us good -naturedly not to get anything on the car seats. Usually we didn't eat in the car, but this was a special situation and he was making an exception this once. We were really careful and managed to eat our dip cones without making a mess anywhere except our faces and when we were done we used the rest of the napkins to clean up with.

Now it was time to take Johnny home and I was terrified in a new way. I knew they wouldn't be as understanding as my folks and would no doubt ask a lot of questions. I had no idea what Johnny would say was his reason for running away but I was certain it wouldn't be anywhere near the truth. There was no way they would understand the kind of feelings Johnny and I had for each other or why Johnny would react like he did. It wouldn't be as easy as it was with my folks, two friends having a falling out and it going too far, but what he would tell them I had no idea.

 On the ride to his house Johnny fidgeted and looked at me then at my folks then out the window and by the time we go there he was a nervous wreck.

"Would you like for us to come in with you?" mom asked and I could see Johnny visible relax.

"If you want to," he said in a shaky voice, which my folks took to mean yes. "Uh..thanks Mr. and Mrs. Warren for...you know coming ot get me and all."

"You're welcome dear. How about if Robert and I go with you and see if we can smooth things over a bit?" mom suggested and Johnny eagerly accepted her offer.

I was so nervous  I was shaking myself as we walked up onto their front porch and when mom knocked Johnny's mom opened the door immediately. 

"Well, there you are," she said giving Johnny a dirty look, "Where have you been? Why didn't you go to school today? Were you sick?"

Johnny was staring at the floor as he mumbled something about being fed up with school and needing to just get away for a day. From the kitchen Johnny's dad stepped into the room and nodded at mom and me then gave Johnny a searing look. 

"Johnny I want you to go wait for me in your room," he said causing Johnny to give us a panicked look. 

I was as scared as he was, but I didn't know what to say or do to make things better and the worse part this was mostly my fault.

"Uh sir, can I go with him till my mom leaves?" I said meekly.

"He nodded, all right...I want to talk to your momma anyway."

I wasn't sure if that was good or not, but I didn't waste any time following Johnny back to his room. As soon as we were inside he sat down on his bed and began unlacing his shoes. His socks were wet and his shoes muddy and I wondered where if he'd waded the creek or something. When he stripped off his socks his feet looked like prunes I knew they must be freezing.

I sat down beside him and put my arm around him and he leaned into me. "It'll be okay. They'll probably just ground you or something and when you're ungrounded you can come spend the night."

Johnny looked at me like I was crazy and shook his head, "My dad's not like yours. He won't take me out for ice cream and talk to me, he's gonna do more than ground me....that's for sure."

I knew his dad had spanked him a few times, but Johnny never acted like it bothered him that much. It was just the way things were at his house and we didn't talk about it much.

"My mom will talk to them and explain things...."

"Huh, explain what? Do you think my dad would understand what really happened? He'd kill me if he knew what we did together and that we...that we were boyfriends."

I felt worse than ever, but I guess I knew that all along and that's why we so careful. We knew it wasn't something that we could talk about and that most people would think we were bad or sick or something, but to us it seemed right and worth the lying and sneaking around.

"What are you going to tell him?"

"Nothing, fuck him..let him think whatever he wants. I'm not going to say a damn word. He's gonna whip my ass no matter what I say so I'm keeping quiet." he said growing agitated.

"Can't you just make something up? Tell him you messed up and you're sorry and it won't happen again?"

"Huh, you just don't know how he is. It don't matter what I tell him, it's all the same."

Johnny's mom knocked on his door then and told me my mom was ready to go, but she didn't open the door so I took the opportunity to give Johnny one last hug and kiss.

"I love you," I said trying to sound more upbeat than I was, "and I'll see ya at school tomorrow. I'll be thinking about you all night."

"I love you too," he said pulling away a little, "thanks for coming to find me," he said smiling weakly.

"Welcome, you big dope. See ya,"

"Yeah, later alligator," he said as I headed out the door.

I told his folks goodbye and mom and I went out to the car where dad sat with the engine running and heater blowing. It was warm inside the car, but I was shivering from fear of what would happen to Johnny.

"Do you think he'll be okay?" I asked meekly.

Mom turned to look into my face and gave me that tender look that mom's save for their kids., "He'll be fine Robert. I think I calmed them down a bit. I didn't try to explain anything though. I wanted to leave that up to Johnny."

I interpreted the to mean that she didn't want to mess up any lie Johnny might tell them I was really proud of my mom at that moment. I knew she loved Johnny almost as much as she loved me, she had proved that many times over, but tonight had really opened my eyes to how loving my mom was.

I was a little misty eyed by the time we got home and I went in and took a shower and climbed into bed without being asked. I was exhausted both emotionally and physically and I just wanted to sleep and forget about what might be happening to Johnny at that moment.  I laid there for long time missing Johnny and wishing I'd never caused all this trouble and cried a little and eventually I cried myself to sleep.




End Chapter Two



This has been a real test of Johnny and Robert's relationship, but it seems like they are going to work through it. The only big question now is what will happen with Johnny's dad and what kind of punishment will he dish out. A simple whipping might be the easiest to deal with, but what will happen is anyone's guess.

In the next chapter we'll learn Johnny's fate and see what happens to the star crossed young lovers.





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I have updated my story list if you see any missing please let me know.

Other stories by Kewl Dad

* Denotes Series, rest are short stories



  1. Adolescent (A poem and story by Kewl Dad)
  2. A Christmas for Joey
  3. Accidental Dad
  4. Alex and Aidan *
  5. At the Dike
  6. Black Cock
  7. Boy Glory Hole
  8. Christmas Boy
  9. Cory *
  10. Corey's Scent
  11. CL Cock Sucker
  12. DMV Boy
  13. Dougie's Story * (#Part three of a series)
  14. The Family *
  15. The Ginger and the Chub
  16. Hair Salon Boy
  17. Little Brother's Feet *
  18. Lost in Fear *
  19. Mars
  20. McChicken
  21. My Best Friend's Dad  (Related series to my Son's Best Friends)
  22. My Not so Miserable Life (This story is one of my favorites)
  23. My Little Runaway * (#Part one of a series)
  24. My Son's Best Friends  *
  25. My 11th Summer
  26. One Night
  27. Poindexter Files *
  28. Rabbit: A Christmas Story
  29. Second Chance for Love
  30. Six Black Boys
  31. Skateboard Christmas 2015
  32. Skateboard Boy *
  33. Sudden Family *
  34. Taking a Chance on Love
  35. The Year I Learned to Love my Brother (TYILTLMB) *
  36. The Reynolds Twins *
  37. Tommy Boy * (#Part two of a series)
  38. To the Max
  39. Tracy *
  40. What a Dollar Will Buy
And as Smoothperator52

It's Amazing What Sex Can do for a Guy (the story of a boy's first time with a boy and first time with a girl)