Date: Sat, 25 May 2013 22:54:54 +0530
From: muana pachuau <lpachuaul@gmail.com>
Subject: tears and happiness part 3

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Tears and Happiness Part 3

I can't believe that Richie Daniels is here in my bedroom, looking at my
stuff and checking out an ordinary boy's room, and he's doing it
sincerely. My mother is acting insane downstairs, probably telling all her
friends through the phone that her son has befriend a celebrity and brought
him home for a visit. And my dad, well we barely spoke to each other but
mom have been urging him to go easy on me, still I think I know his
reaction, deep inside he still doesn't agree with me being gay. At least he
kept quiet about it.

After Richie stares and study my things he finally speaks to me, "So Jase,"
he said, "Tell me, what your story is?"  I kept quiet; I look at the
picture frame Josh made for me just last year. I remember that day, New
Year's Day it was. Him smiling at me, me looking into his gorgeous blue
eyes, we were so good together, still he betrayed me after ten thousand
promises. Moreover, even today he still allows his friends (once my
friends) to torture me. In addition, the worst part is, I think he knows I
love him too much to ever spread words about him involving with me and that
hurts so bad. Even if he hurt me, I vow that I would love him no matter
what, and that sucks too. But what if he comes back? What if one day he
wakes up and learns that he cannot leave without me? I guess I am still
wishing for the impossible to come and that hurts the most.

Richie was staring at me. I was crying, he saw me cry, I woke up from my
day dreaming again. I wipe my tears away and said to him, "Look Richie, I
know we have only just met and already for the last two hours it's like the
world is unlocking my secrets for you. It is so embarrassing. I personally
think you know too much already. If you know more, everything will be just
complicated. Shall we just leave it at that? I mean your cool and
everything but, it's just that..."

"Well Jase, sorry about it," he said to me. "It's okay, I shouldn't do
that, and it's not your fault. I mean we just met, right?"

"Richie, your just being honest that's all, no need to say sorry, I am not
ready yet.  I sure believe you are trust worthy and maybe later I will tell
you everything, today has been stressful that is all."

"So let's make it official. Let's be friends." He said to me. "At least
tell me he's not your boyfriend?" he was now pointing at the picture
frame. It was josh and I, looking so happy at his birthday.

"What makes you say that?" I asked in surprise.

"Well to tell you the truth, you were crying while you looked at the
picture, and just kind of figured it out. I didn't mean to interfere in
your personal issues."

"That's okay. It must be obvious; sometimes I just cannot help it."

"Wait! I know him he was sitting next to that big mouth in English, harry
right?"

"Yes he is, if you must know, his name's Josh, and we were best friends
since we were toddlers. And yes he was my boyfriend, or so I thought, until
I was ousted and in short everyone hates me and he chose their side instead
of mine."

Richie kept quiet as I told him some of my history with Josh. Soon my mom
knocked on my bedroom door.

"Hello in there, are you making out, coz adults are in the house."  Did my
mom just say that? Oh! I hate her sometimes, Richie giggled as I turned and
blush a thousand colors in my face.

"MOM" I screamed. "Please cut it, he's not even gay. Just come in and say
what you got to say and leave."  As my mom came in, Richie laughed aloud,
and I looked at him and gave him a scowl look. He put his hands up feeling
guilty but still trying to suppress himself from laughing.  "Oh dear I am
so sorry, but what else can I do? I am your mother."  "Mom what is it?" I
asked her feeling agitated.

"Well, I was wondering if this talented young man would like to stay for
dinner."

"Mrs. Hudson I would love it, but I am so sorry I have to get back quickly
and rehearse lines for my upcoming flick."

"Oh! Well then, it's okay, but please next time, make sure your free coz I
wouldn't allow any excuse."

"Promise, Mrs. Hudson."

"And call me Amelia. Okay gentlemen I would leave you for now, if there is
anything you wish sir, I would be in the kitchen." She is trying to sound
like a five star hotel worker.

"Mom, just go."

After mom left, we chat for a bit and it was time for him to go. He gave me
his private number and he was off. Before he left the house he turned to me
while no one was looking and said, "Jase, I have to tell you one thing, but
you can't tell anybody okay."

"Sure spill out."  "You see I am a celebrity so, things can turn a bit
messy with the tabloids following my every move and..."

"Oh! Yes, not a problem, do not worry you can trust me. Any personal issues
you have I won't tell you out."

"Thanks a lot." He was about to step out but pause for a moment.

"What is that matter dude?" I asked him.

"It's nothing. Anyway see you tomorrow okay?"

"Alright see you tomorrow"

And off he went. The rest of the week went pretty well, with no one trying
to sabotage my life. Though all eyes were on me at school, at the
neighborhood, the mall and everywhere else coz Richie was always with me,
things turn out perfectly. Students of Fairmount high also quickly get into
the routine coz they know they cannot mess with me.  Richie and I became
fast friends. He even invited me to his movie production site.  He is going
to play about a young boy who is blind and he is very good at his works
too. He is a natural in acting. Just when things are going smoothly, life
finds other ways to bring the happiness out of my life.

The second weekend after Richie's arrival, he invited me on the set of his
movie and I was excited. I was dressed in my favorite denim blue jeans and
my white T- shirt and arrived at the shoot location around five in the
evening. Richie was amazing. By now I told him every difficulties of my
life and he still stick up for me.  And for once in my life, I forget about
Josh and I was feeling good. I started to develop this huge crush on Richie
coz he was such a good person, not afraid to show his emotional side but I
know that he is straight so I never bother to tell him aloud.  I thought
Hollywood actors were supposed to be all high and above the public but
Richie, he is different. Or so I thought; But, all that is about to change.

It was the third week now and though I hate Mondays I was happy. I had the
most intense wet dream last night. It was about Richie. We were making out
in my bedroom. And he shoves his big dick in my ass and fucks me hard and
wild. In return, I do him with pleasure my nine-inched cock sliding in and
out of him. I woke up having my spider-man boxer all wet and sticky. Of
course, I know he is straight and I feel guilty for dreaming about him. But
hey, I cannot control my dreams right.  When I reached school, Richie pulls
me behind one of the cars in the parking lot.  He was shivering from head
to toe. He was scared of something. And by the look on his sleepless,
stressed-out, weary face, I know this was going to be bad.  "What is it
Richie?" I asked looking concerned.  "Jase, I am so sorry, but please
whatever happens doesn't get mad at me, it's not my intentions ever."
"Richie you are scaring me. Tell me what's wrong."  "Jase I can't be
friends with you anymore according to my Mom and Dad and my Manager."

"Wait! What did you say?" I asked taken aback.

"Well! Jase..."

Just then, his manager Miss Kranger walks up to us. "Richie darling come
and meet your new frie..." then she stops when she sees me.  "Hi Jase." She
said trying to sound polite but clearly getting irritated and awkward by my
presence. That does it. Whatever the case maybe, I clearly understood that
she did not want me here. I tried to rush out of the parking lot as Richie
tries to stop me. I turned at him and smiled at him, "its okay, I mean the
tabloid right?"  Richie looks at me and said, "Yes it is, and there's one
more thing."  I knew it. I knew it. I look at him with rage. "What is it,
tell me?"  "No don't get mad, Jase I want you to be my friend."  I was
frustrated and hurt at this point, "No don't! Just stop it. I know, you
being friends with a gay kid like me are not acceptable right."  I passed
Miss Kranger and walk off as fast as possible when I saw whose his new
friends were, Harry and the Jocks, with Josh. I stare right into his eyes,
and he noticed it. He did not say anything; moreover, I think he felt
guilty. Good let him see how much hurt he had caused me. Richie was calling
at me but at this point, I have had enough. I went in the school with the
pride I have left in me.  Richie and his new gangs quickly entered behind
me. He grabbed me by the arm and turned me around. Before he could say
anything Harry yelled at me.  "Hey fag, you suck."

Richie looked clearly angry but before he could say anything, I told him,
"Leave me alone. And Harry if you ever call me that again, I wil..."

"You will what? Everyone knows you are a cocksucker."

Harry speaks quickly, "Is that really necessary Harry. You know I have to
be with you only because,"

..."Only because What?" I finished his sentence, "Wait I know, The Tabloid
will blame you as gay, Just leave me the fuck alone, I don't need your
pity. And Harry gay or not I can still kick your ass, so shut the fuck
up. I mean it."  And I do mean the whole of it. To speak the truth, Harry
knows the result of messing with me. So, he shut up.  I left quickly,
leaving Richie speechless.  I entered the men's room, hid my face in my
palms, and cried quietly, at this point I do not care who was there. Coz
the truth is that I was not wanted. And it hurts so badly.  All of a
sudden, these arms grabbed me from behind and someone hugged me
tightly. Wait I know that smell.

"Leave me alone you no good Asshole" I said to him and broke his hold on
me.

"Jase, I am sorry I missed you buddy."

"No! Stop it. You think you can just mess with me Josh! Let me tell you
this, all of this is happening to me coz of me. Yes, I trusted you but you
broke your trust.  Why are you even here? You think you can just laugh at
me and try to befriend me whenever you like?"

"Jase, what was I supposed to do?"

"Don't make any excuse Josh; you hadn't spoken to me for about one and a
half year. You think your trick will work. This conversation is a big
mistake. Why am I even answering to you?"

"Jase, I took the pictures because I was afraid that Richie was going to
fall for you."

That gets my attention immediately, "What picture Joshua?"

"Well I post pictures of you and Richie in the internet so that he could
leave you alone."

"You did what?" I was so angry with him. Now I have no love for him, now
there is only pain, no heartache, and no nothing. I charged at him, hitting
him with my bare hands, he was trying to say something but I cut him
off. Who was he to get involve with my business.  "Jase stop."  "No I
won't." I kick him in his ribs and that does it. He fell to the floor.
"You messed my life up, you were my best friend, and now after many days
crying alone I just found a friend, and you took him away as well. To tell
you the truth, Josh, he is straight. If you were so selfish why don't you
fight for me when my life was turned upside down by your so called
friends?"  "I am so sorry Jase, I love you." Tears were falling down his
face. Just when he finished, the toilet door open, and harry and his gang
walked in. Then Josh acted differently.  "Harry! Help! It was Jase."
.............................................  I sat on the toilet seat
tending to the swelling on my face, my lips cut by harry and the jocks
boxing game. So much for love, I thought.  Minutes ago, I was there in the
middle, once again desperately trying to get Josh's attention. If he really
had loved me, he would be there to safe me. I can fight those people in
reality, to tell you the truth, I could kick their asses, but I want to
know if he was sorry, but he just asked them for help and blame it all on
me, that it was my intention to hurt him. Even when Harry started throwing
me around floor, I never took my eyes off him. Even then, a fraction of my
dying heart called out to him. Then everything went blur. Everything went
dark. I was alone once more, Josh is not there and Richie the star has his
own reputation to build. I was alone yet again.

The door to the toilet I was in rushed open. Richie was standing in front
of me, looking shocked.  "Well, well, look at the star, sorry, curtain just
closed. You see let me tell you this Richard Mason Daniels, My dad doesn't
approve of me, my little brother the only one who had loved me is dead, I
couldn't tell mom anything about my life coz she's worried enough, Josh my
best friend for the longest time ruined my life twice, a year ago and just
ten minutes ago, and you, you Mr. Rich Kid, O daddy boy, I know I should
never have trusted you. You see I was once the quarterback of the football
team, girls were attracted to me, I have many friends, but no one ever
really love me for who I am.  ...You were the type of person whom I thought
was trust worthy, even though I know I did not have any chance with you, I
was so desperate to have a friend that I trusted you with all I am. But
then... BOOM! You're gone too."

"Jase please, don't take it the wrong way."  "The wrong way? Let me tell
you, I am gay and that's just who I am, what's so wrong about that. Your
agency did not want you to befriend a gay kid. There's nothing wrong with
that. And you certainly make it clear this morning that you can't be my
friend" Tears falls down, heartache started scratching my insides......  As
I cried, I tell him this, "What did I take the wrong way Hollywood?
Everything I said was right and you know it. Leave me alone."  I walked out
of the room, carrying my bag; everyone was staring at me. I walk out of the
building and made my way to my truck. I got inside. And I just drove out of
the fucking place.

I went on the little trailer road that leads up to the park high up in the
mountains from where you could just see everything. As I sat there alone my
phone beeped and there was a text message from Richie.

It said, " I tried to tell you this before but I didn't have the courage to
do it, Jase

I'M GAY."

To be continued.... ( is it better? Feedbacks needed)