Date: Mon, 8 Sep 2008 20:31:49 EDT
From: HnstSkr4@aol.com
Subject: The Mirror and Nothing More; Chapters 13 - 16

Warning:  This story doesn't contain any sex.  It's the story of gay teens.
None  of the characters are based on real people nor are they meant  to
resemble  any living or dead people.
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have  read the story.  It means a lot  hearing from you.  Please  continue
reading!  There is a lot more to come.  I own  all rights to this story.
Chuck  B.

Chapter 13 -- Finding Out

"Hey Doug, what's  going on?" "Nothing and something, could I come over?"
What am I supposed to say  to this great, looking guy? I'm not about to lose him.
There is something  lurking in his mind, I could hear it in his voice. "Hi
Alex..?" Guess I blanked  out for a second there, while I was lost in thought.
"Yeah come on over!" I  better let mom and dad know really quickly that someone
is coming over. I opened  my door and gave a yell down to my parents. "Mom,
Dad, a friend is coming over  could you let him." "Sure Son!" Before I knew it,
there was a knock at the door.
I couldn't contain  it, I wanted to see him. I ran down the stairs as fast as
I could at times, it  seemed as if my feet never once touched their targets.
He had crossed the  threshold and stood there smiling at me. "Hey Alex!" He's
waiting for something,  I can tell from the way he's smiling at me, but I am
clueless. If I stand here  for just a second, and let my brain catch up with my
eyes, I think I can come up  with something. Wait I got it, he's waiting on
an introduction to my parents.  "Mom, dad, this great, looking guy is Doug.
Doug, these lovely people are my  parents." They shook hands and as quickly as
possible, we headed for my room.
My room is a place  of solace. It's the one place where I feel at ease.
Although today, I am  anything but at ease. Doug looks around the room and he seems
impressed. "I take  it, you like my room?" "Yeah it's huge!" He says as he
continues to take it in  everything. "My parents never had any other kids so,
when I turned 8 they took  out a wall and combined my room with an extra
bedroom. I got one huge room that  has not gone to waste at all." I'm not sure why
but Doug seemed more at ease.  "So Doug, tell me about you?" Now Doug looked
nervous almost afraid. "I suppose  you want to know about me, and why I showed up
at your school halfway through  the school year?" Is he kidding course I want
to know, especially since he has  peaked my curiosity. "Look, you only have
to tell me what you want to?" I said  with total sincerity.
Doug looked into  my eyes, and I saw a guy who looked like he was afraid of
losing something. He  looked how I felt the day that I came out to my parents.
"We were living in  Arizona, when my parent's had a very ugly divorce. Guess,
I was around six when  it happened. It didn't take too long for them to get
remarried, mom to some guy  from the gym and dad to this lady he had dated in
high school. When I was 13, I  came out to my mom and step-dad. Things didn't go
the way that I expected. I  heard my stepdad say that he wasn't going to have
"one of them" living in his  house. My mom made no attempt to stand up for
me. It took them three days to get  rid of me, one to pack me up, one to finish
packing me up and to buy the ticket,  and one to send me on my way. My dad and
my step-mom took me in with total  unconditional love. They did their best to
give me my privacy. They had a 3  bedroom house, one for them, one for my
older sister, and one for my younger  brother. They didn't have an extra bedroom
but they did have a very large  partially unused attic, so my dad and a one of
his friends went to work making a  part of the attic into my room. It wasn't
very large but during the winter it  was warm. I had a bed, television,
computer and a desk oh and a dresser.  Everything was going awesome until threats
started coming to the house.

Chapter 14 -- Doug's Visit

"The threats kept  coming over the phone, in the mail, on the internet, and
in notes at school. We  called the police and sure they took action but we knew
that unless something  happens that, they wouldn't find the guy or guys
responsible. My step-mom made  sure, that every single threat was documented.
Around the sixteenth of February,  my mom was home alone when two bricks came
crashing through windows in the  living room. Mom called the police as someone was
trying to enter the house.  After that, they didn't wait for anything else to
happen. My dad's company upon  request gave him transfer and even helped with
moving expenses. Any way as weird  as it sounds, that's why we are here, but I
didn't come over here to talk about  that though"
"So why did you  come over?" I watched him after I asked the question. He
glanced at the floor  and then at me and then back to the floor. "I...I...I was
hoping you were gay!" How  could he not now? I thought everyone knew. "But I
already have my answer, so  ummm...I know this is sudden, but would you be my
boyfriend?" Wow...what to say, if  some great looking guy wants to date me, who am I to
refuse. I don't want to  lose him and I'm not. He's staring at me and I know
what he wants. Apparently, I  am not answering him fast enough because now,
he's turning his back to me.
He's ready to step  out of the room. The minute, Doug steps out of my room,
he'll walk out the house  and away from me. My hand reaches up and rests on his
shoulder. "Hey, where are  you headed without my answer?" "I didn't think you
were interested!" He replied  looking at me with a dead pan expression.
"Can't a guy think?" He smiled but he  didn't answer me. Instead, he opened the
door. "Doug, I'll..."
Mom yelled up the  stairs for me. "Jeff is on the phone and it's important."
I turned to Doug who  was waiting on baited breath for my answer. How could I
put him off? "Don't go  anywhere!" I turned my back on Doug and picked up the
phone. "Hey Jeff, how are  you feeling?" "Well, I'm a little sore but I didn't
call to give a medical  report. I need you to get my homework. Mom is
insisting that I take a week off  from school, so will you do it?" "No problem,
Jeff!" "Thanks man, bye!" I hung  up and turned my head towards Doug or where he
had been standing. "Mom is Doug  down there?" "No honey, he left, but he left a
note. It says "Don't worry, we  are still friends." He left, I...I can't believe
it. He didn't wait for my answer  and that hurts. I just don't get it.

Chapter 15 -- He  Just Left

Right now I'm so  shaken that I just want to cry. He's gone and I doubt he'll
be back because of  my lack of courtesy for him. There wasn't a reason for
making wait. It should  have been easy either a yes or a no, but I put my
response on hold, and when my  focus was returned once more to him, he was gone.
Without saying good-bye, he  took his leave and now I'd do anything to give him
my heart.
Gazing into my  mirror, I can see with my mind his form. I wish, he was here
so I could give him  my apology and then my heart. I want him to hear me and
to see me as I spill out  my soul. I suppose if need be I could catch him
online but that lacks any  character and I need him to see my soul bared for him.
Every muscle, every  nerve, and every vessel is crying out for his return. Do
you think he can hear  them as they scream out his name?
Doug, you should  have waited for the call to end. I'd like to bet, that your
mind is racing and  so is your heart. Why am I risking such a thought? I saw
it in your eyes as I  picked up the phone. The closer you crept to the door,
the stronger my anxiety  grew. Still I don't understand your leaving even
though I saw it in your eyes. I  know your hand wrote the note but knowing what you
wrote just stings me, because  I don't want to be just friends.
I want to be more  than just a friend. I want our hearts to be joined as one
not in a marriage or a  union, rather I want it to be just you and me. For now
all I can do is hope and  pray that you come back to try again. If you don't
come back to me, I can ask  you the question. Maybe that is what I need to do,
just bring my question to  you. Will you answer me yes or no? I can't say for
certain what your answer will  be but I hope you remember what brought to my
house tonight. Hope the feelings  that lead you to me haven't died down. If
they've been thrown away, then we have  no hope at all.
All I can hope for  is that, you haven't thrown away any chance for us being
one. You have no idea  how much, I want to, need to tell you what's on my
mind. Your eyes as you turned  gave me hope, because you didn't still didn't turn
away from me. Doug, I want to  see what we could be not what could have been.
I felt it from day one, some  arrow struck my heart. Now I stand bleeding
inside and crying because of my  lose.

Chapter 16 -- Home  Room, Lunch Room

After the attack,  I made sure that I didn't waste any time in the hallway.
I'd get to school, open  my locker, and head to my first hour class. Today,
though I had home room and  that meant having my favorite teacher twice in the
same time. The room is open  but quiet and still. I'm writing in my journal when
I feel a tap on my shoulder.  Turning around, I was shocked to see Doug.
Doug and I have a  surprised look on our faces. "Doug...".l "Alex..." we both
opened our mouths at the  same time. "Alex, I'm sorry for leaving yesterday. I
didn't think that..." He was  caught by the bell and the entrance of our peers
and by Ms. Wells. Now, I'll  never know what's on Doug's mind. I can only hope
for Doug and me to have the  same lunch hour.
While the day  moves on, my mind moves further and further from my class
work. As much as I'd  like to concentrate on work, I can't. All my mind is playing
is the hope that  I'll see Doug at lunch. This wait is killing me; I need to
talk with him. I just  want to spend ten minutes with him just long enough to
say what I have on my  mind. The hours before lunch seem to be never ending,
but soon enough the time  to talk will be upon me, I hope.
Finally, the line  has moved me down to the cashier. My tray has a chicken
fajita, corn, apple  slices, and chocolate milk. Now, my heart is pounding out
of nervousness. As  usual, Pete has our table already picked out. As I move
towards Pete, Doug comes  into view. He's sitting by himself. His back is to me,
so I gently tap him on  the shoulder. He turns, looks up, and says "Sit down!"
as his right arm  practically drags me down to my seat. Hopefully, we can
have our words this  time.
"You were saying  earlier?" I said secretly hoping for his questions to be
the one that I've been  waiting for all day. "Boy, aren't' you impatient!" "I am
when it comes to people  finishing their conversations." Man, Doug come on
spit out the question. I'm  tired of waiting. I've waited for what feels like an
eternity to hear from your  voice. He face takes on a very serious expression
as his lips start to move .  "Alex, I can't wait any more. Will you please
marry...no...no...will you be my  boyfriend?" This time, I'm not wasting any time in
giving away my answer to  Doug. "Doug, I would love to be your boyfriend." I
thought for sure he would  lean in for a kiss. Instead, he pulled out a
necklace with a shark tooth on it,  and then he pulled out a ring and placed it on my
ring finger. "I want to be  here to place, one more ring on you!" He said as
he stared into my eyes.