Date: Mon, 11 Sep 2006 19:38:47 -0400
From: Ronyx <ronyx@woh.rr.com>
Subject: A Different Road  Chapter 8

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A Different Road Chapter 8



I was waiting impatiently in the driveway for Charlie to arrive. I kept
pacing back and forth. She told me she would be there in ten minutes and
twenty-five minutes had passed. My father kept coming out onto the porch
to check on me.

Finally, I saw a small blue car coming down the block. I immediately
recognized the person with the green hair sitting behind the wheel. She
pulled into the driveway and almost hit me.

"Where's Adrian?" I shouted leaning into the window.

"Get in," she said. "I'll explain it to you on the way to the
hospital."

"The hospital!" I screamed as I got into the car. She sped off before I
even got my seat belt fastened.

"What happened to Adrian?" I asked, this time a little more calmly. The
way she was driving, I did not want to upset her by acting hysterical.

"He was in a car accident." She sounded very worried.

"Is he alright?" I was afraid of the answer. I also was worried that I
had been the cause of the accident. He had sped away from school after
what happened in the restroom.

"I really don't know." She said. "A friend called me and said she saw
the accident on the way home from school. She said she thought that
Adrian was my brother."

"Your aunt and uncle haven't called you?" I asked. She looked over at
me and rolled her eyes.

"Yeah, sure." She laughed. "I'm their favorite niece."

We made it to the hospital in one piece. For a while, I was afraid we
would be next in line at the emergency room. We headed to the information
desk, but they said they didn't have any information on an Adrian Baker.
They told us to go to the emergency room and see if he had been brought
in there.

We stopped dead in our tracks when we approached the waiting area.
Reverend Baker, his wife and my mother were sitting on a couch. From the
looks of it, they were deep in prayer. My mother was holding Mrs.
Baker's hand and they had their other hand extended into the air.

"Damn." Charlie sighed. "We can't go in there with them here. What do
we do now?"

We walked down a hall, stood beside a wall, and looked at each other.
We'd never be able to find out what was wrong with Adrian as long as
they were in the waiting area. Charlie's eyes lit up when she saw a
small, bald man walking hurriedly towards us.

"Uncle Cornelius!" She shouted as she rushed into his arms.

"What's happened Charlie?" He asked. "How's Adrian? A friend of mine
who works here told me they brought him in a little while ago."

"I don't know." She said. "We just got here and Uncle George and Aunt
Edith are in the waiting room.

"Oh, yeah." He said angrily. "That son of a bitch still won't talk to
you?"

"Duh." She stepped back and threw up her arms showing off her bizarre
outfit. Her uncle started laughing. He turned to me and looked at me
appraisingly.

"You look too normal to be one of Charlie's friends." He laughed as he
extended his hand for me to shake.

"Corey Singer." I told him. "And I'm not all that normal." I
laughed.

"Good for you, boy." He patted me on my back. "We already have too
many normal people in the world."

"He's Adrian's friend." Charlie grinned at her uncle. He looked back
at me as my face reddened. I don't know why, but the way she said it
made it seem like I was his boyfriend.

"That is wonderful." He patted me on my back again. "So Adrian finally
got himself a boyfriend."

"I'm not his boy.." I started to say, but Charlie grabbed Uncle
Cornelius by the arm and started leading him towards the waiting area.

"Go see what you can find out." She told him. "We'll wait in the
cafeteria for you." Charlie grabbed my hand and led me away.

"Why did you tell him I'm Adrian's boyfriend?" I screamed as we
headed down the hall.

"I didn't," she grinned. "I merely told him you were a friend."

"Then why does he think I'm Adrian's boyfriend?" I was completely
confused.

"Uncle Cornelius is gay." She explained. "He's been with the same guy
for over thirty years. He and his partner more or less adopted Adrian as
a son when he was very young. They are the only stable thing in his
life."

"That still doesn't explain why he thinks I'm Adrian's boyfriend." I
said anxiously.

"They've been trying to get him to accept himself for a long time."
She said. "We all know he's probably gay, accept him. His father keeps
him so confused."

"But that still doesn't explain him thinking I'm Adrian's
boyfriend." I said again.

"Baby," she laughed. "If you could see your eyes right now. You're
worried sick about Adrian. No one looks like you do unless you have
feelings for someone."

We reached the cafeteria and I sat down. I was confused by Charlie's
statement. I hadn't really had time to put my feelings for Adrian into
perspective. I knew I liked him, but she was practically saying I was in
love with him. That couldn't happen in just one day. Besides, I was
still in love with Brett.

We sat quietly drinking soda. Charlie would look over at me and snicker
every now and then. I'd just look at her and roll my eyes. I was really
worried. I kept feeling that it was my fault that Adrian was here in the
first place. My heart dropped when I saw Uncle Cornelius walking towards
us with a sad expression on his face.

"Is Adrian alright?" Charlie jumped up from her seat and pulled him
over to the table.

"I hate that man," He said angrily. "I can't believe we both had the
same mother. After all these years he still hasn't changed."

"Uncle Cornelius," Charlie shouted. "Is Adrian alright?"

"Adrian?" He acted as if he was still angry. "Oh, yes. He'll be
alright."

"What happened to him?" She grabbed his arm and started shaking it. I
just stood by waiting anxiously for him to give us some information.

"He was in a car accident." He said nonchalantly. He looked over at me
and smiled.

"He asked about you." He grinned.

"Uncle Cornelius!" Charlie shouted again. "Would you just tell us what
happened."

"Damn, Charlie. You need to learn to be patient." He laughed. "It
seems he was driving home from school and ran off the road. He sideswiped
a tree and rolled his car." I thought I was going to get sick. The
accident sounded very serious.

"Fortunately, he had his seat belt on." He said. "He broke his right
arm; and other than a few bruises, he'll be alright." I finally let out
the breath I was holding. We walked over to the table and sat down.

"Then you got to see him?" I asked. He'd said something earlier about
Adrian asking about me.

"Yes." He said. "My brother finally let me go back after I told him I
was going to even if I had to go through him to do it." He started to
laugh. "He never could beat me in a fight, even when we were growing
up."

"So he's alright then?" I asked impatiently. It seemed like Charlie's
uncle had a knack for getting off the subject.

"I told you two already," he said. "He'll be just fine. A broken bone
and a few cuts and bruises."

"Are they going to admit him?" Charlie asked.

"It didn't sound like it." He said. "But he'll still be here a
couple of hours."

"Can we see him?" I asked hopefully.

"Are you serious?" Uncle Cornelius laughed. "My brother wouldn't let
you anywhere near him. He almost tore up the room when Adrian asked about
you."

"He was still groggy from the medication," he said. "And he kept
asking for you. How come Robert hates you so much."

"To make a long story short," I said. "My mother told him I was gay
and asked him to exorcise the devil from me." Uncle Cornelius started
laughing hysterically.

"He pulled that same shit on me twenty years ago." He laughed. "I just
told him I'd see him in hell. He's really one to talk. There isn't a
woman in this town he probably hasn't hit on at one time or another."

"Uncle Cornelius!" Charlie shouted. "You're not serious?"

"My dear child," he laughed. "He's probably got at least four little
bastards running around this town. If Edith only knew."

Suddenly, I felt sorry for Adrian. It seemed a shame to have a father who
was so narrow-minded about one thing, but had no problem indulging in his
own sins. I wondered if Adrian had any idea he had stepbrothers and
sisters running around.

"Does Adrian know?" I asked. Uncle Cornelius looked sadly at me.

"He suspects." He said. "He saw his father with a small child at the
park a few years ago. He was smart enough to know that it was more than
just a friendly day out at the park. He came by afterwards and talked to
me."

"You said Adrian kept asking about me." I said. "What did he say?"

"He kept saying to tell you he was sorry." He looked at me
questioningly. "What did he do?" I looked over at Charlie. She just
shrugged her shoulders. I guess she was going to leave it up to me
whether to tell him what had happened.

With a very embarrassed face I explained what had happened in class and
then in the bathroom later. Uncle Cornelius grinned when I was finished.

"So our little Adrian is smitten." He laughed. "I've been praying
that a nice young man would come into his life." I immediately began to
frown.

"Oh, oh." He said worriedly. "I guess I may have missed the mark
here?"

Before I could say anything, Charlie jumped in and began to explain my
relationship with Brett. Uncle Cornelius kept watching my face as she
talked.

"Does Adrian know about any of this?" He asked. I suddenly felt ashamed
that I had perhaps led him on.

"I don't think so." I confessed. "He knows that Brett and I were
close friends, but he doesn't know about my love for him." I got
extremely nervous the way her uncle kept looking into my face. It was as
if he were searching for something.

"Then I think you should tell him before he gets hurt." He said sadly.
"He's very fragile." There was that word again. Charlie had said the
same thing to me earlier when she thought I was playing Adrian.

"Why does everyone refer to him as fragile?" I asked curiously. Charlie
and her uncle exchanged knowing glances.

"He tried to kill himself two years ago." Charlie said. I felt my heart
sink. Why would someone like Adrian try to take his life?

"He swallowed a bottle of his mother's sleeping pills." Charlie said
softly. "She found him unconscious and called for help. Another ten
minutes and he'd probably been dead."

"Damn." That was the only thing that came to mind. I couldn't even
comprehend something like this. "Why'd he do it?" I finally asked.

"No one knows for sure." Uncle Cornelius spoke. "He wouldn't even
tell me, and he tells me everything."

"But Uncle Robert was really hard on him after that." Charlie said.
"He told him he was going to hell because he tried to take his life. A
passage in the Bible says it's wrong or something like that."

I wondered if Adrian had felt like I had that night I stood on the edge
of the cliff ready to jump. I could remember how I had felt complete
despair that night. If my father had not arrived when he did, I probably
would have jumped. What drove Adrian to the edge of a cliff?

"You alright?" Uncle Cornelius reached out and held my arm.

"When can we see him?" Tears were starting to form in my eyes. I
suddenly wanted to see him again, just to know he was alright.

"Hold on." He said getting up from the table. "Don't go anywhere.
I'll be back." I watched him walk away. Charlie and I sat quietly for a
long time. She finally broke the silence.

"Don't lead him on, Corey." She said softly.

"I'm not." I tried to reassure her. "We're just friends. I'm not
looking for anything more."

"But he may be." She said. "I told you before. I've never seen him
act around anyone the way he does you. He really likes you."

Charlie reached over and took my hand. My mind was going into overdrive.
I still hadn't gotten over Brett. I was still tormented thinking about
seeing him daily. I had to go back to football practice on Monday and see
him on the field. Now I have to sort out my feelings for Adrian. I could
feel Charlie gently rubbing the back of my hand with her thumb.

"Sucks being young, doesn't it?" She said. "All the shit we have to
deal with."

"Yeah," I said sadly. "How are we supposed to know what to do?"

"Follow your heart." She said. "Always do what your heart tells you to
do."

It suddenly dawned on me what Brett was trying to tell me. A different
road to follow. He had come to a fork and had to make a decision.
Although I didn't like the road he took, I now understood.

So here I was standing now at a fork in the road. Both paths were dark.
However, I knew that one lead to a life where I'd be following around
behind Brett hoping that one day he'd come back to me. The other lead
down a path where I could trust someone else with my heart- perhaps
Adrian. I let out a deep sigh and put my head on the table.

"Where's the damn rule book when you really need one." I moaned.

"What rule book?" She seemed confused.

"Nevermind," I laughed. "It's personal."

"Adrian!" She screamed. I looked up and saw Adrian and Uncle Charlie
approaching. He had a deep bruise on the right side of his face. His
right arm was also in a sling holding up his cast.

Charlie got up and flew into his arms. He winced in pain when she grabbed
him. He then looked over at me and dropped his head. An immense sadness
surged through my body. I walked over and put my arms around him. He
clutched me tightly.

"I'm so sorry." He whispered in my ear. I pulled back and looked into
his beautiful face. A single tear was running down his face. I wiped it
away with my thumb. I looked over at Uncle Cornelius and he was smiling
at us. I saw him wipe away tears from his face.

"I should be apologizing to you." I whispered back. "I shouldn't have
led you on."

"I'm hungry." Charlie shouted. We started laughing.

"I am too," said Adrian. "I haven't eaten since this morning."

"It's after one in the morning," Uncle Cornelius looked at his watch.
"The only place open at a time like this is Denny's."

"What about Aunt Edith and Uncle Robert?" Charlie asked. "Where are
they?"

"They left right after Adrian was released." He said. "Robert was
still furious that he'd been asking about you." He looked over at me. I
looked at Adrian and he was blushing brightly.

"He told me to take him home tonight." He said angrily. "I swear, one
of these days I'm going to put that son of a bitch out of his misery."

"Come on." Charlie grabbed Adrian left hand and reached out for my
right. We walked out to the parking garage and then drove to Denny's.
Uncle Cornelius was waiting for us when we arrived.

The conversation was light-hearted. No one mentioned the accident,
although Adrian's bruised face was a reminder that something had
happened. When we finished we headed back to Uncle Cornelius's home. It
was after 3:00 in the morning. Just as we pulled into the driveway, my
cell phone rang.

It was my father. He wanted to know if I was alright. This was about the
fourth time he had called tonight. I briefly explained what had happened
to Adrian. Uncle Cornelius held out his hand for the phone.

"Hello. I'm Cornelius Baker." He told my father. "Since it's so
late, Corey can spend the night here at my house. We have plenty of room.
Adrian and Charlie will be staying also. I'll see that they get to
school in the morning, but they may be a little late."

I could hear my father's voice asking a few questions, followed by some
yeses from Uncle Cornelius. When he was done, he handed the phone back to
me.

"I absolutely love your father." He said. "He sounds sexy on the
phone."

"You should see him." Charlie laughed. "Where do you think Corey gets
his good looks from?" I could feel my face redden.

"Not from that bitch of a mother." He said angrily. "She's worse than
Robert. You'd think a mother would have a little more sympathy for her
son."

"She doesn't know how to explain me to her friends." I said sadly.

"Honey," He started throwing his arms in the air. "The next time she
has a cocktail party I'm going to dress you in drag and you can have a
coming out party!" We started howling with laughter. He was flitting up
the driveway with his arms flailing away.

"Yeth." I screamed, imitating him. "I'll be mah-velous." Adrian was
bent over laughing hysterically. He threw his arm around me and begged me
to stop. I looked up and stared into his eyes. The only light was from a
streetlight on the curb but I could see them twinkling. I suddenly felt
an urge to lean in and kiss him. I probably would have if Charlie and his
uncle weren't watching.

I felt a push from behind and our lips met briefly. I could hear Charlie
giggling behind me. I looked into Adrian's face and even in the dim
light, I could tell he was blushing.

"Sometimes you gotta push a car to get it started." Charlie giggled
again. She grabbed our hands and we headed into the house.

I met Cornelius's partner, John. He was asleep on the couch when we
walked in. He sat up and then rushed over to Adrian and gave him a huge
hug. John kept looking over at me and then he'd whisper something into
Adrian's ear. I was beginning to blush because I knew they were talking
about me. I heard Adrian say once, "It's not like that." I don't know
why, but the words hurt me.

We sat for a little longer talking until Adrian began to fall asleep. He
had been strategically placed on the couch beside me. About fifteen
minutes after taking a pain pill given to him by his uncle, he rested his
head on my shoulder. John noticed and then disappeared into one of the
bedrooms. He came back out ten minutes later carrying a sheet and
comforter.

"Ok. Everyone." He said. "Bedtime. Charlie, you get the couch." He
tossed her the comforter.

"Corey. Grab Adrian." He instructed. "We'll help him to the guest
bedroom where you guys will be."

Adrian murmured something when we lifted him up. He still had his eyes
closed but was able to walk without us having to carry him. Once he was
on the bed, John removed his shoes and socks and then his shirt and
finally his pants. I looked down and saw him lying in just his boxer
underwear. He looked amazing lying there.

"You lucky little shit." John slapped me on my back. "You get to sleep
with this fine thing and I have to go get in bed with a fat, bald man."
Suddenly, Cornelius slapped John on the back of his head.

"I heard that," he laughed. "Like I get to sleep with Adonis." They
both started laughing as they walked over and hugged me. They left and
closed the door behind them.

Suddenly, I didn't know what to do. Adrian was lying almost naked on the
bed sound asleep. I looked around for somewhere to sleep. I didn't know
if they expected me to sleep in bed with him.

Finally, I walked over and turned out the dresser light. I slowly
undressed to my underwear. Then I crept into bed beside Adrian. I was
trying to be careful not to wake him. I lay there for a few minutes
listening to him snoring softly.

I froze when he rolled over and threw his arm around me. I thought at
first he was asleep, until I felt him give me a gentle kiss on my neck.

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