Date: Tue, 22 May 2012 21:34:37 +0200
From: petra jardas <petra.jardas22@gmail.com>
Subject: Colin's 'Perfect' Life pt3

Colin's 'Perfect' Life

The usual disclaimers apply here.

This story contains acts of homosexual behavior. Also if you are under age
or it's illegal in your country to read such material then leave.

 Enjoy :3


Chapter 3


Once Ted and I got into the locker room everything fell silent. You could
have heard a pin drop. The guys looked as if they were frozen. No one knew
what to do. I knew I couldn't just stand there all day but not knowing what
to do I just kept standing. Thank God I didn't have to make the first move
as Coach M. came in yelling 'What in the hell is it taking you so long?!
Hurry up! I want all of our asses out there in full gear in 30 sec
otherwise you're running 5 laps! Understood?!' Then a simultaneous 'Yes
coach!' went around the room and everyone seemed to forget about Ted and I
at least for the time being.

The practice was mostly an uneventful affair accept for the fact that most
of the guys avoided Ted and I under any cost.  I was thankful for the fact
that none seemed to go out of their way to try and mess with us. I think a
lot of it had to do with the fact that Rick and Mark weren't there. From
what I've heard around the halls they were on a two week suspension.

When practice was finally over I sighed a sigh of relief. During the
practice I half expected Rick to show up and to try and have a go at me
again but thank God nothing like that happened.

Walking to my car I passed the spot where not even 24 hours ago Alex had
been brutally beaten. Pictures of him lying in the grass, his clothes torn,
covered in bruises filled my mind. I felt myself being filled by
anger. Anger and hate. I hated Rick.

But, I still couldn't help but wonder why is he like that? I tried to
rationalize it. I strongly believe in the old saying: 'Every medal has two
sides.' I'm usually pretty good at guessing the other side's motives, but
not this time. I just couldn't see it. Why would someone go out of their
way to do something like that?

Then again why should I care? He is a bully and he had hurt someone I care
about. I mean, all of us have problems, complexes but we don't go around
bashing on people because of our insecurities. He's the one with the
problem. He has to deal with it.

Driving home that day I felt depressed. I missed Alex. I wanted to see him,
but I didn't even have his number and it would have been pretty rude to
just go to his house, also who says he would want to see me?

By the time I got home I felt like crap so I decided that instead of
torturing myself some more I should go for a run. That usually does the
trick for me.

Just as I was getting back I spotted my mom's and dad's cars in the drive
way. They were home earlier than usual. It was already dark so I knew I was
gonna catch hell from my mom 'cuz she didn't like me running when it was
dark.

'Colin! What did I tell you for running in such a late hour? Get inside!
?She was pissed. Oh well who cares. She can't ignore me for weeks and then
remember she has a son and lecture me once in a while and expect me to give
a fuck.

'Why hello to you too, mother. Haven't seen you in a while.' I said as
nonchalantly as I could.

'Don't you get smart with me mister!'  I thought about adding something
there but the more I thought about it the more I realized It wasn't worth
it so I just let it drop.

'Hey son! I got a call from your school today.' My dad chimed in. You have
any idea what about? '

I wasn't gonna fall for that old trick. 'I don't have a clue dad. Why don't
you tell me?' I had to keep my temper from blowing up.

'They said you got into a fight. Now son, you know me. You know I wouldn't
give a rat's ass if you fought to defend yourself or your honor. I'd even
understand if you'd fought over a girl. But son from what I've heard you
got into a fight defending this,..this fag. Is that true? 'His posture
revealed a calm state of mind, but his eyes, now that's a different
story. He was giving me the death glare.

I had to try and keep my cool for as long as possible. 'Well that that's
partially true. I was defending a boy who was for no reason whatsoever
being beaten to the pulp by a guy twice his size.'

'So? It was for his own good. Squirts like him have to learn who is now and
who will always be the boss. 'I couldn't believe my ears! I knew my father
was a bigot and a jerk but not this big!  He even laughed at that one! ?You
should try it sometime. You wouldn?t believe what a good stress reliever it
is, and not to mention fun as hell.? He was roaring with laughter by now.

My body tensed, nostrils flared, jaw clenched tight. But I had to keep my
cool. 'But he didn't do anything. That would be fine if he'd talked back or
disobeyed or something ?I had to somehow defend my actions to my father
without defying him openly.

'Still, I don't think that was your best decision. '

'Oh honey, give him a brake. He probably did it to impress some girl. I
remember when I was young I and all the girls my age have always dreamed of
a fairy tale prince, the 'do-gooder' .'

Usually I would have been annoyed by that but now it was welcomed because
it relieved the tension somewhat. I kept quiet.

'Is that true kiddo?' I kept quiet not knowing what to say.

'haha You don't have to say a word kiddo. It's hard to get into a girl's
pants these days aye'?'

'Harold! I'm sure he likes this girl for more than just her body.'

'I'm sure he does.'  He said slightly sarcastic.

That was my way out. The spotlight was taken off me so I was able to slip
to my room unnoticed.

I felt horrible for not standing up to defend Alex. What made it worse is
the fact that now I knew FOR SURE that my parents would never, and I mean
NEVER accept me if they knew I was gay. That night I had trouble
sleeping. Pictures of my dad kicking me out of the house after finding out
I was a fag, me living under a bridge starving, started filling my
brain. Then pictures of Alex being beaten and me not being there to help
him.

I didn't get much sleep that night so the next day at school I looked like
a road run. I didn't see Ted that morning so I just guessed he was running
late. I found him at lunch thou and we once again skipped lunch and headed
for our usual spot.  I was being way quieter than usual and Ted noticed.

'Hey bro, what's wrong with you? You look like your dog died? Hehe. Um,
Your dog didn't die, did he?'

'hehe No, my dog didn't die. I don't have a dog actually. I got into a
fight with my old man yesterday about me defending Alex.'

'Why?'  I saw confusion in his face. He was confused 'cuz to every normal
person it's normal to defend a guy who cannot defend himself but not to my
dad.

'He thinks Alex deserved to be bashed.' I said with the bitterness of the
words evident in my voice.

'What?!'

'Yeah, he thinks 'little fag's like him' need to be taught a lesson, that
they have to know who's the boss. 'My voice giving away the disgust I had
for my dad. 'Bunch of bullshit if you ask me. I wanted to strangle him.'

'You can bet your sweet ass that's some serious bullshit right there! 'He
was getting angry too.

'But still bullshit or not I have to listen to his crap for quite a while
more.' Now I felt defeated. 'I cannot openly defy him 'cuz he'd kick my ass
to the curb and then where I'd be?' I dropped my eyes to the floor in
defeat.

'Bro, you'll get thru it.' He said squeezing my shoulder and trying to be
comforting.

'I sure hope so, bro. Thanks, dude, for ya? know.. Being here.' I said
blushing a bit.

'No thanks needed.'  He replayed smiling.

'Hey,..  Guys.' I raised my head to see Quinn standing there. Quentin was
his real name but everyone called him Quinn. He?s the wide receiver and I
have to say quite the looker. He?s a bit shorter than me at somewhere about
5'11'' I guess with short jet black hair and a body of a God.  He doesn't
have that much muscle but a nice definition.

'Hey.' We said in unison.

'Do you guys mind if I sit here with you?' He said quite timidly. I wasn't
used to seeing him like that.

'Sure...I guess' I answered carefully while looking over at Ted.

'Thanks guys. I'm sure you're wondering why I'm not with the rest of the
guys...well its simple enough. I just can't force myself to listen to them
a second more. I thought I could but the more I thought of it the more I
realized I have to be true to myself and to do what's right.' He said in a
humble voice. After a slight pause he continued 'I've always wanted to
somehow help Alex and all the other boys the team had tortured but I guess
I never manned up enough to do it. '

'Until now.' I said smiling. 'Well as we say 'Better now than never' right
bro ?' I said poking Ted slightly in the ribs.

'I'd say at this rate another week or two and we'll have the whole team on
our side hehe.' Said Ted jokingly.

'I know you were joking but I think that just might be true. I think most
of the guys are like me, too scared to do anything so they just take the
lead of Rick, Mark and a few others.' Said Quinn.

'We'll see. Don't get your hopes up too high.' I said

And with that the discussion was over because the bell rang signaling 5 min
till class starts.

We said our goodbyes and headed in different directions.

The rest of the day was quite boring and practice was once again a quiet
affair.

Driving home I was starting to get really eager to see Alex. It's been two
days since his attack and I didn't have a chance to talk to him. I
contemplated whether I should go to his house and decided to go. I mean
what's the worst that can happen?

I drove the short distance to his house and pulled up the driveway. A car
was already parked there so I assumed his sister was home. Oh well.

I got out of the car and rung the bell.  After a moment's pause the door
opened and there stood a dude I have never seen before. He had long curly
black hair and a goatee. He stood somewhere at about 5'11' with a nice
enough figure. I figured he was about 23-24 yr tops.

'May I help you?' The guy asked.

'Um, yeah..Is Alex home?'

'Yes he is. May I ask who needs him?'

'Yeah, um tell him...Tell him Colin would like to see him. ' I said hoping
that he would want to see me.

'Okay, wait a sec I'll go and ask him.'

'Okay.'

He came back a few moments later 'Follow me, he's upstairs in his room
resting.' I let out a breath I didn't even realize I was holding. 'Go
upstairs and it's the last door to the left.'  With each step my heart was
thumping faster and faster. Finally I was at the door. I quietly knocked
and waited for a response.

'Come in! 'The sound of Alex's voice sent shivers throughout my body. I
slowly opened the door and there he was on the far end of the room lying on
the covers on his bed. The picture was mesmerizing. His hair a cute mess,
slightly bed wrinkled Iron maiden shirt and shorts.  If I could have had it
my way I would have jumped him in an instant.

'Hey Alex. How ya doin'? I just wanted to come over to check up on you.' I
said with an ear to ear grin.

'Hey Colin. Nice of you to stop by.' He said with his lips forming a cute
but a bit insecure smile.

'How's your ankle?' I asked with real concern.

'Oh, its fine. I got a casket for it that I'm taking off in two week's time
so It's not that bad.' I sympathized with him and hated Rick now more than
ever but I didn't want to let it show.

'When will you be back to school?'

'The doctor said that I would be okay to start next week. I would be on
crutches but no biggie.' He said expressing no emotion whatsoever.

A silence fell over the room. I wanted to talk to him but I didn't have the
words. We just sat there for a couple of mins looking at each other not
really knowing what to do. I was starting to get pretty nervous when
finally he spoke up 'Um, I?I never really thanked you for coming to my
rescue the other day.'

'You don't have to thank -' I tried to tell him but he just cut me off.

'I do. Not many people would do what you and Ted did. And please thank him
for me. '

I saw no sense in trying to fight him for it so I capitulated. 'I will.'

'Thanks.'  And then once again our eyes met. He had such beautiful eyes,
you could get lost in them. Then by sheer impulse I moved as if on auto
pilot and in an instant I was sitting next to Alex on the bed still looking
into his eyes.

All I wanted to do was kiss him, but something stopped me. I didn't want to
scare him off. I had to go baby steps with him.

'Alex..?'

'Yeah?'

'I-I have?um,..I have to tell you something.'  This is it. Was I really
going thru with this? I was a wreck and I'm pretty sure it showed.

'Okay..' He said weirded out a bit but never broke the gaze.

I took a deep breath and decided to go for it.  This is It. Alex was gonna
be the first person to ever find out about me. 'Alex, I..I'm..' I just
couldn't get the words out.

'You're what?' He said clearly confused.

'Alex, I'm gay.'

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I know I'm a bitch for ending the chapter like this but you know what you
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Thank you for reading 'Colin's 'Perfect' Life' pt3!

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