Date: Wed, 28 Jul 2004 16:17:41 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jeff harrington <jeff_harrington1974@yahoo.com>
Subject: Renni's Life/Chapter 3 (gay male/high school)

I should probably explain to you about the interlude I wrote. I meant to do
it on the interlude itself, but I realized I boo-booed after I had already
sent the story off and I didn't really feel like sending off a
reedit. Every once in awhile, sometimes before an intense event in a plot,
or to get a fresh view of a situation, or to explain further parts of the
story that I felt didn't bear on the current plot I will write one of these
interludes. In this case I just wanted to get a fresh view of a situation,
and it so happened that that little stud Kevin wanted his say and just
wouldn't leave me be until I gave it to him. You probably noticed that it
was labeled `1', that of course means that there will be others and there
will be, as a matter of fact I have written another one already, I haven't
put it out yet because I don't feel it's the right time for it. For future
reference the interludes will have no bearing on the current plot at the
time they are put out. So if you see one and you don't wanna read it then
don't. I promise you won't miss a beat in the storyline, but it could add a
cool little dimension to it.

With that said onto the story!
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Chapter 3 -- Troubled Waters.

	Thursday night my sister had told me that Gabriel, Sebastian's
brother, had graduated from military school and had come back
home,permanently. I didn't see him that Thursday night or all of Friday for
that matter, but I would today. In exactly three hours they would be
arriving, with Gabriel. A good Saturday ruined, not that I had anything to
do that is. We were having a cookout for someone who tried to choke me to
death about two years ago. Police told me that he couldn't have actually
done it; they said it takes a lot of strength to do it and him being a kid
he would've never been able to. That still doesn't give me comfort though.
	The doctors told me that he had a problem with expressing his
feelings, he didn't know how. Because he couldn't express them right he
just got angry and he would continue to get angry until it just exploded
and it did, right on me. The doctors stated that it was nothing against me,
if someone else had been standing there in my place it would've happened to
them instead, still no real comfort. Damn, that was about two years ago
too, one month before dad died. He's been in military school for two years
now, Sebastian told me he's like a completely different person. Seeing is
believing.

      I remember the day it happened, it was a Sunday and it had been calm
all morning and it was looking to be a relaxing, lazy Sunday. Then HE came
over, the demon spawn Gabriel. He just wouldn't leave me alone. He said he
wanted to wrestle and I said no, I didn't feel like it, I told him to go
fuck off.  Now I admit, I was an asshole to him, but I didn't deserve what
came next. He should've understood that `no' means `no'. The expression on
his was what I remembered the most, an unusual calm came over him, and then
he snapped like a twig. He jumped on me, thereby knocking over the chair I
was in, and we fell to the ground where he proceeded to try and choke the
living shit out of me. I couldn't actually scream for help, he was
squeezing my neck so tight that not much came out. One could ask why didn't
I just push him off of me, well, it wasn't that easy. When we go to the
movies and watch a horror flick, we laugh at the stupid bitch that was too
scared to move or do anything. We all thought that there is no way
something like that would happen to us. It is possible to be scared into
stillness and I am proof. First, he took me by surprise, I never expected
him to do that; two, as mean as he was I never actually thought he would be
capable of it!
      My sister must of heard the chair fall and came in to check on us,
she screamed bloody murder, which drew Sebastian in from the across the
yard. She couldn't get Gabriel off of me! Sebastian ran in, grabbed
Gabriel's shoulders and tried to pull him off; when that didn't work he
gave a hard punch to his brother's kidneys. Gabriel released his death grip
on me then and fell to floor clutching his sides. It was then that my guts
emptied out onto the dining room floor and I took a deep breath. My sister
grabbed me and proceeded to get me to the car in order to take me to the
emergency room.
      Someone, a neighbor, I still don't know who, must of called the
police when they heard the screaming. They managed to get there just as I
was being put into the car, Deandre explained the situation very quickly
and I saw the police run into our home. I was treated at the emergency room
for minor bruising and a sore throat. They took Gabriel to the police
station and two days later he was off to military school, which was the
last time I saw him,until today that is. I don't want to deal with this
right now; I don't want to deal with him. So, where were my parents during
all of this? Well, my dad was helping a friend at the office and my mom
snuck off to the bar to have a drink.

	I informed my sis that I would be making a pot of gumbo for the
cookout and volunteered myself to babysit it until it was done. My plan was
to keep myself in the kitchen as much as possible while they were here, the
less I had to deal with Gabriel the better. So I wasted some of the morning
perfecting my rue and then watching it cook.
	When eleven a.m. rolled around I heard them come through the back
porch and greetings of happiness and small talk abounded. I felt like a
stranger, an outsider in my own home. My proper southern upbringing
informed me that I should go outside to greet our guests, but I couldn't do
it. The Damn gumbo was about thirty minutes away from being done anyways, I
would have to go outside to serve it. Well I went ahead and checked the
gumbo to see if it needed any more seasoning. Damn, why can't I put enough
salt in it! I was engrossed with tinkering with the seasonings when I heard
footsteps come into the kitchen. I knew who it was, I didn't even have to
look and I didn't. To say I was scared was an understatement. This was it,
the moment of truth.
	"Hey." said the voice. It was his voice, just a bit more mature and
it did sound different, I just couldn't figure out how. Maybe he had
changed.
	"Hey." I said weakly. That's good Ren, sound confident. I am such a
dork sometimes.
	"Can we talk?" he asked.
	"I guess," I had begun. When I turned around I stopped in
midsentence, and I couldn't believe it! My minds eye told me was that who
have should've been standing in front of me was a pasty-white, angry fat
boy. That isn't what stood in front of me. Instead I got a tall, had to be
as tall as Chad, and tanned young man with a fade for a hairdo where there
should have been long, scraggly hair. If it hadn't been for those extremely
bright blue eyes I would never have recognized him at all. Then he smiled,
I recalled at that moment that up until the time he had went to military
school I had never seen him smile before. Odd experience I can tell you.
	"Is it too late to say I'm sorry?" Gabriel asked me.
	I began to say yes, then I really thought about it and I realized
that I didn't feel anything at all. I do know that if he had gotten out a
year earlier and asked me that same question I would've punched him, but
things have changed drastically since then. I didn't know what to say to
him now. Shit, I don't even know who I am anymore.
      "I guess I could take that as a good sign?" Gabriel paused and looked
like he was reaching for thoughts, "I do need to say something to
you. After THE incident happened and I got sent to the military school I
had the hardest time for the first few months. They were about to throw me
out when one of the teachers suggested I go see the shrink. I didn't think
that it would help, but I did it anyways just so I could get away from the
drill instructors for awhile. I think on it now and I believe she saved my
life. She instructed me in so many words that if I didn't make it here I
would most likely end up in a juvenile detention center and that would be
worse. She hit a nerve; I could go to a kids' jail, that's basically what
she was saying. I broke down and said I didn't now how I was going to get
through this at all.
      The doc said that I needed to remember something from my old life,
something that I loved. Once I had it she asked what it was and I told her
who it was that I cared about. She said at this moment you are three
people, your old self, who you are now, and what will be your new
self. Your old self is trying to hold on, you need to forget about him and
give your new self a way of developing, a way of coming out. She asked me
about that someone who I loved, she asked if they liked me that way and I
said no.
      It was the next few words that changed my life forever; I swear the
ground shook after she said them, `If they didn't like you then, why the
hell were you fighting to hold onto it?'"
      Gabriel stepped closer, his eyes were glassy, he continued, "At that
moment that tubby little bastard in me died. We spent the rest of the
evening and well into the morning talking. Do you know who I said I loved,
the one person I thought about that got me through those two years?"
      By this time I was already crying, I couldn't help it. I was
speechless I couldn't say anything. I shook my head no even though I knew
what he was going to say. I needed to hear him say it.
      "I told her it was you."
      That broke the dam, he grabbed me tightly and began to kiss me, I was
so turned on I just gave up and began to kiss him back. He had gotten a lot
taller, it was difficult to reach his lips, realizing this Gabriel's hands
slipped into my pants he cupped my ass and lifted me onto the counter,
neither one of us cared at that moment. His body was hot and his lips were
soft and inviting. God we were squeezing each other so tight it was like we
were trying to merge into one person. We were both hard as a rock and I
wanted him so badly; I wanted him in me more than anything else in the
world. I made for his pants and began to unbuckle his belt. I didn't care I
was virgin, I wanted him to fuck me, he was going to take me right there! I
was so excited and turned on I couldn't even undo his belt, it became an
obstacle course, for fucks sake just come undone!
      "Hey guys, is the gumbo-"
      I froze in mid grope and looked at the kitchen door.
      Shit, it was Kevin.

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Hmm, interesting situation. I wonder what Kevin is thinking? You know this
is not how I intended this to end, Kevin walking in was completely
spontaneous, and after I wrote it I knew I couldn't change it back. It's
true what they say, sometimes these things write themselves. Please tell me
what you thought? Do you think I went overboard? Was it kinda sappy?

jcharrington@cox-internet.com or jeff_harrrington1974@yahoo.com


Renni's Life and all characters copyright Jeff Harrington2004