Date: Sun, 9 Jan 2005 21:15:48 -0500
From: obando <obando@rogers.com>
Subject: Roses Are Red chapter.1

Disclaimer:> This story contains sexual activities between gay males. If
the sound of that offends you ( why are you here in the first place ) then
don't read it. All documents are copyright. So don't do anything dumb. This
is my first story and I'll be thankful to anybody who reads this story. The
first chapter is short but don't worry the chapter afterwards will be
great!!  If you have any comments please email at (Obando@rogers.com)


			       Roses Are Red
				 by bonito

chapter 1

       He held the gun straight at me while I looked into his eyes. I could
see the anger shining in his eyes. My body was shaking as I was standing in
front of some one and I didn't know who it was but I was protecting him
from getting shot. We're standing in the middle of a street while it's
raining really hard. My heart beats faster at every thought of him pulling
the trigger. " Please stop this....please!" I said in great fear. " How
could you do this to me after everything I gave you. I love you!" said the
person pointing the gun at me.  " Please put the gun down you're making a
big mistake!". The fire in his eyes gets stronger as I could feel my heart
beat speed up.  I start to cry and say, " why are u doing this...can't we
talk about this!!"

       " I'm not letting you go with him... never!!" The sound of a click
from the gun goes off as the bullet is ready to fire. " NO..you're not
gonna kill him you asshole!!" The person behind me yells out as he grabs me
and puts me behind him. Now the person that I was protecting was going to
get shot. " You fucking psycho! If you want to kill him you're gonna have
to shoot me first!!"

"NOOOO!!" I yelled out and as I tried to move him there was a sound of a
blast. It was dead silent for a few seconds and then I gasped as I was
looking at the person who had a very shocked look on his face and his wide
mouth opened. Soon after that there was a huge white flash....

      I rose up quickly from my bed to the sound of a very annoying alarm
clock. I sighed as a smack my hand on top of the alarm clock to turn it
off.  My body was practically sweating. I rub the back of my hand against
my forehead and sighed again. " Da' fuck.....*sigh* it was only a dream." I
get out of bed feeling all puzzled and weird after that dream. The hell
kind of dream was that. Man, I'm having the most screwed up dreams ever and
why do I keep having this same one over and over. Anyways, hi my names is
Ben and I'm 18 years old I'm a senior in high school and I'm half latino
half white.  Ok......ok.....

      Still thinking about that dream I get ready for school. It the first
day and I'm really excited because it's my last year and can't wait to
graduate. After I fix up myself I head down stair into the kitchen for
something eat. As I search for something in the fridge I get startled by a
familiar voice. " hey Benito , did you have a good night sleep?" it was my
mom. My mother always spooks me in the mornings when I'm in the kitchen.

"oh hey mom! And no I didn't."

"you didn't what?"

"have a good night sleep."

"why not?"

"um.....I guess I had a nightmare."

My mom looked confused. Hey I was confused myself.

"what was it about?"  my mom said.

I thought hard about the kind of dream I had and I didn't really want to
tell her about it.

"I don't know," I replied.

She gives me a weird look on her face and with that I turn my head
around.

"You had a nightmare and you don't even know what it was about?......ok."

She shakes her head and turns around and goes into the living room. I was
thinking that she thought that I was the weirdest son she ever had. Oh
well.

     The Hispanic part of me comes from my mom and the white part of me was
from my dad.  My dad is not living with us because he walked out of our
lives when I was 4. I never really got to know my father and plus I was
only 4 so I didn't understand anything. But I'm ok. I still got my mom and
that's enough for me to handle life. Being half Hispanic and half Caucasian
made me feel different because some of my friends were pure Hispanic and
sometimes I would get discriminated due to the fact that I was only
half. Whatever I'm proud of who I am. Oh yeah, did I forget to mention
earlier that I'm also gay. Yep that's right ese! Anyways back to the story.

     After I finish eating I head upstairs into my room to get my stuff and
back downstairs to say goodbye to my mom. "Okay well bye I gotta go now." I
said. 'Okay sweety have a good day at school and don't attract to many
girls!" When my mom said that I started to giggle. "Okay mom."  Okay I'm
not that attractive but people say I'm good looking and 5'11 is tall enough
right? Anyways, after I say goodbye again I leave my house and head to
school. Can't wait to see all my friends.

     I get off the bus in front of the school and head in through the main
doors. West High School.  Population= 3000. The school is a bit large and
3000, I guess, is enough people. When I'm inside I pull out my timetable to
see which locker I have. Every year they always change the damn assigned
lockers. And where the hell was Alex. I go upstairs and search for my
locker there.  When I'm walking through the hallways, as I think I found my
locker, I hear a familiar voice behind me.

"Hey Ben how you's doing?!" I recognize that voice and I turn around.

"Hey Carlos, I'm good...you?"

Carlos is one my close friends. We met in grade nine. He's crazy but at the
same time he's cool in his own way.

"How was your summer?" said Carlos.

"It was shitty, I had to work. But the money was good."

"Hey me too!" he laughs as punches me in the stomach.

That crazy ass. "Oh found it...ugh, finally!" I sighed after finally
finding my locker all the way at the end of the hall way. We continued
talking about the summer and stuff and tell each other what classes we got.

      Now by the sound of another voice the interrupts our conversation and
this one I definitely recognize.

"Hey, hey, hey, chico how are ya?!!"

"Oh my god...Lucia!  Heeeeeeeeeeey!!"
We both say hey at the same time. Lucia is my best friend and a wild girl
is she. She my home girl and I'm her home boy as what we call each other. I
met her in a awkward way back in grade 7. I was sitting on floor against my
locker when all of sudden she comes up to me and start talking to me. I was
depressed about something and with her soft, sexy, feminine voice and nice
caramel eyes I felt comfortable enough to tell what was on my mind. Ever
since then we grew close and became best friends. Anyways... back.

"Damn boy, how long has it been....2 years?!" she said.

"Uh....2 month. Why you acting like we haven't seen each other at all
during the summer. We practically hanged all the time with Alex!" I replied
given her a playful dirty look.

"I'm just joking! Anyways I got so much things to tell!" and with that me
and her started talking and not noticing that we were completely ignoring
Carlos. Still ignoring him at the back of my mind I was think about Alex
and where the hell was he.

"Uh, hello pasmados...am I invisible hear!" Carlos stood in front of us
while interrupting us.  "Oh shit...sorry Carlos." said Lucia and she gave
him a hug while saying hi.  "Oh porbresito....were you feeling left out?" I
said while padding his shoulder and saying it's ok.  He shrugged my hand
off and gave me the finger. I started to laugh. Carlos stood at 6 feet with
some fierce dark eyes that could kill you but I was never intimidated by
him.

"Well I gotta get to class so I'll see you guys at lunch ok." said Lucia as
she was leaving but I stopped her. "Wait girl!" I said.  "What?"

"Do you know where Alex is? I can't find him."

"No sorry. I haven't seen him yet but he better be here today!"

"Yeah!"

"So what class you got first?" I asked her.

"Oh, gym.....ok I gotta go see ya!"  With that she leaves.

       Carlos is still with me so I get my books for my first class,
English. Carlos already had his books and we have English together. "Come
on lets go we'll be late."  Carlos demanded and soon after I close my
locker and we start walking to the staircase to head up to the third floor.
As we get to the doors of the stair case someone grabs me from behind and
pulls me towards a corner and says, "give me all your money fool or I'll
stab you!"  I kinda hit my head against the wall which hurt a little and
which got me a little ticked off. I saw Carlos laughing at me and pointing
at me.

"Listen I don't got any money. Just a gum, a loony, and um.....let me
check......oh ya a pen." I said still having the side of my face against
the wall. " don't fucking lie"....