Date: Wed, 20 Jun 2012 22:24:58 -0700 (PDT)
From: Aaron Hull <wah.stories@yahoo.com>
Subject: Shawn's Turn: Love Chad - Chapter 2
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This is the first story I've ever written, I wrote it over the
summer of last year and my writing skills have grown immensely. Although
this is my first story I've wrote, I have published other stories on here
and am currently working on one. Under the high school section, I have the
One or the Other, which is a current project; Hayden's Story; and Gavin's
Got Game. Under the college section, I have The After Party. The latter
three stories all contain sexual content.
If you like this story, you can email me at
wah.stories@yahoo.com. I love getting fan mail and can't wait to here from
you all!
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[Chad's perspective after he came out to Alex]
I can't believe he did that to me! I told that bastard I love
him and what does he do? He kisses me and then tells me he doesn't love
me. I just can't talk to him right now. I can't even go to school now. He's
probably going to tell the whole school now. When I reached home I parked
my car in the garage and went inside.
My mom saw the hurt in my eyes. "Chad? What's wrong baby?"
"I told him mom. And he kissed me."
"I'm so happy for you sweetie." She hugged me. "Then what's
with the long face?"
"After the kiss he pushed me off and told me he didn't love
me. I just ran." I started to cry and my mom held me in my arms. "He
doesn't love me back, mommy."
We just stood there, holding each other for at least an hour
because next thing I knew dad was home. After I told him what happened he
got mad and said he was going to kill Alex. I started crying and telling
him he couldn't do that because it would kill me too. And yeah if you're
wondering I came out to my parents a long time ago. I also told them I
loved Alex.
"Sweetie," my mom said, "just give him some time. He may come
around and realize he loves you."
"No he won't mom. Alex is hard headed and he will never come
around and see that." No one said anything for a bit. "I'm not going to
school next week."
"You're not missing school because Alex is a dumbass." My dad
said.
"If I go, I'll see him. Then I'll break down and...and..." I
started crying again. My dad held me. "I just can't go next week. I need to
get over him."
"How about this son," he started to say. "I'll call the school
and get your work for the next week and say we have to go to a funeral out
of town."
I looked up to him and smiled. "Thanks dad."
We ate dinner in silence that night, We didn't know of anything
we could talk about that would be appropriate for that night. When I went
to my room I saw a bottle of pills I was given last year for my broken
arm. I never used them because my doctor said that they were very strong. I
decided that pain killers were the only thing that would help me so I took
twice the dosage I was suppose to take for intense pain, which is four.
I passed out on my bed. I swear that I was almost constantly
asleep from the time I took those pills, which was Saturday evening to
Monday morning. I spent the whole day working on the homework my dad had
gotten from the school. Thankfully there wasn't that much so I finished
before the end of the day. I took more pills. This time I took five, just
in case I was getting use to them.
As the week went on, my attitude got worse. I raised my voice
to my mom the other day. I called her an old hag that needs to get out of
her faggot son's life. I as grounded for that. But I snuck out and went to
a place that I had heard of.
It's sort of a place where people come to trade, buy, and sell
prescription drugs. I needed more of those pills I had. I only had a few
left and I was craving them. When I got there I was surprised to see some
people that went to my school. Obviously Alex wasn't there. That goody two
shoes doesn't do anything fun.
When I finally found a guy selling the pills I need, I realized
I didn't have enough money. I left that place with the pills. But I no
longer had my brand new shoes or my great grandfather's watch. I didn't
care what I got rid of as long as I was able to get my hands on the pills I
need oh so bad.
When Sunday came I told my parents that I wasn't going to
school again. My father and I had a huge argument about that. I ended up
taking so many pills that night neither my mom nor dad was able to wake me
up for school. They finally gave up on trying to send me to school that
week.
My mood started fluctuating into a depression than an all time
anger. When I didn't have the pills in my system I was crazy. I cried so
much that I couldn't really cry anymore. I then started cutting myself. It
has only been a little over a week since I talked to Alex and look at
me. I'm either cutting myself or injuring my insides. Finally, Friday came
and that night was a blur. All I can remember is the last thing my parents
and I `talked' about and what happened next. It was around 11 pm.
"Where are you going?" My dad asked.
"Out."
"You're not allowed to go anywhere until you start going to
school again."
"Just leave me alone. I'll do whatever the hell I want whenever
the hell I want."
"Chad," My mom said with an innocent voice. "Please listen to
your dad."
"Are you kidding me?! Why the hell am I not allowed to have a
life?! Do you all want me to be like you all that bad?!"
"Don't talk to me and your mom that way!"
"You know what?! I'm going to go out anyways!" I started
walking towards the door.
My dad grabbed me by my arm and looked me in the eyes. "I was
okay with having a fag as a son but I'm sure as hell not going to have with
a badass too. Just because Alex didn't want your nasty faggot ass doesn't
mean you have the right to act all hardcore."
"Phil! Apologize to Chad right now!"
"I don't care mom! I don't care about either of you! Everything
I do is wrong and I'm tired of it!" I ran up to my room and locked my door.
My dad followed after me and was banging on my door. I started crying and
wishing I was dead. Maybe that was it. First my best friend hated me, and
now my parents hate me. I should just kill myself and make everyone happy.
I decided to write Alex a letter. I couldn't focus at all so I
took what was left of the pills. There were at least 15 in there but I
didn't care. I finally was able to finish my letter to Alex. My head was
spinning and I didn't know what was going on. I placed the letter down and
picked up my bottle to see if there were any pills left. Sadly there were
none so I placed it back down.
I climbed out of the window and got into my car. Everything was
blurry but I decided to drive anyways. I drove in the wrong lane some. Even
swerved a little bit. But I finally got to the bridge. I got out of my car,
leaving my keys in the car. I walked to the middle of the bridge and
stepped up on the side. This is it.
I jumped off the edge. Diving towards the water. I heard some
woman scream. She must've seen me jump. When I hit the water I didn't
realize how shallow the water was. I hit the water and then a sharp rock. I
felt a horrible pain in me. I slowly started to close my eyes. It's finally
over.
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~ IMPORTANT ~
This story is a precursor to the actual Shawn's Turn. It contains
information that may come in handy for the next part. Also. there are four
chapters written by a friend of mine and I will tell you if they were
written by her. Please DO NOT contact me and tell me how different those
chapters are from the rest of the story and they are written completely
differently. If you do I will most likely insult you. :D
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