Date: Tue, 23 Jun 2009 11:13:46 -0700 (PDT)
From: samuel coher <joshmisses@yahoo.com>
Subject: zach brimstone pt 27

All the usual T's & C's apply. If you are offended by
stories involving
Boys or same sex relationships, then this is not the story
for you.

     There he was standing on the ledge of the building. I
did not recognize him but it felt like we have met before. I
felt my phone buzz again reminding me about the voice mail
that I ignored early in the night.
     "Hello, I'm Zach and this is my boyfriend, Damien," I
announced to him.
     He turned his head and looked directly at me. Then I
figured out who it was. It was the guy that I was emailing.
In those emails he was talking about taking his life and
that nobody understood him. His name was Sean and he fit the
description that he sent in the first email. He was just a
little taller then me and was average weight for his height.
He hand the emo hairstyle hair covering one of his eyes and
he was dressed in all black from head to toe.
     "Do not step any closer, I just wanted to see if you
would come," he said to us.
     "Please tell me you're not thinking of jumping," Damien
asked him and just stood next to me.
      "Thinking about, I already made up my mind," he paused
and then looked at me again. "At least you will know who I
am."
     "You're John from the emails. How about you tell us
what is wrong and maybe we can help you out," I said.
     "You remember my name," he said a little shocked. "Why
didn't you pick up your phone?"
     "I am sorry for not picking up my phone. I should have
been there, can we talk now," I said trying not to cry. I
knew what was going on through his mind right now. He
thought he was alone and helpless. Nobody was there for him.
     "Well I guess I can forgive for that since you showed
up but that still does not change my mind on jumping," he
said and then turned to face the alley way he was going to
fall into.
     "Wait," I said. He turned around again. "I think you
should not do it."
     "Why? Nobody cares about me, not my family, not my
friends, not even complete strangers," he said and then the
tears started coming.
     "Wait, I am complete stranger and I care about. I would
not be up here if I did not care about you," I said and then
paused. "Damien my boyfriend cares about you."
     "Yeah, I care about you. If you a friend of Zach you're
a friend of mine," Damien chimed in.
     "So you just one person," he said as he wiped the tears
away from his eyes.
     "One person can do a lot. Trust me I know. I been
through a lot and there were times I did not know if I was
going to make it through but I did. It is totally worth it,"
I said and then I started making my way over to the ledge
that he was standing on.
     He looked over at me and then noticed that my leg was
in a cast. I made my way to the ledge that he was on and
then I just tossed my crutches to the send and hobbled onto
the ledge with him. I was standing right next to him and
then I got a good look into his eyes.
     "What happened?" he asked and pointed to my leg.
     "Went on a wild adventure, went to an abandon town and
found some treasure and then I broke my ankle. It was fun,"
I told him. I looked over at him and saw a small smile on
his face. That is when I knew that I was getting through to
him.
     "Wow, sounds like it was something worth while. I wish
I had something like that happen in my life," he said and
then looked down at the alley below. "That is just one of
the many reasons why I want to end my life."
     "Really, you seem like an awesome guy, I bet your life
is not that bad," I said to him. I looked over at the way I
came in and Damien was looking over at us. I smiled back at
him and that was all he needed to be reassured that
everything was alright. He leaned back and vanished from me
sight. I focused back on Sean.
     Sean started to cry and then I reached out and started
to rub his back to comfort him. He looked over at me with
his teary eyes and then he grabbed me. His arm wrapped me
and he was balling on my shoulder. I started feeling us to
fall over the edge but I quickly grabbed on to a pole that
was on ground. Lucky the pole was attached to the roof.
     I used my other hand to left his head off my shoulder
and had him look me in the eyes. "Do you think we can get
off this ledge and talk some where a little safer," I asked
him.
     "I do not want to go into the club, can we just talk on
the roof," he asked me.
     "Sure," I said and then he let go of me and moved to
the center of the roof. I followed him and Damien joined us.
I shook his hand when we were a little safer and then he
started tell his story.
     "See my parents are these two big shots and are never
around. They came home a couple of weekends ago and told me
that I had to change myself. They did not like the fact that
I was an Emo boy. I hate the fact that they wanted me to
change because it did not fit their lifestyle. I told them
off that same weekend and they did not even listen," he
paused.
     "I know how you feel. Most parents like that always
want to change you," I said to him.
     "Well that is not all, as you know school ended and I
found out that my best friend was not really a best friend.
He was lying to me about everything and then I caught him
and now ex-girlfriend going at it. That is not even the
worse part but I was the only one out my friends that did
not know," he said and broke down a little. He started
crying again and then wiped them away.
     "To be honest they weren't your friends to being with
if they did that," Damien said. "I had people like that in
my life and well I just walked away from them after what
they did to me."
     I looked over at Damien and then just rested my hand on
his lap. Then Sean started talking again.
     "Lastly, I have been having an internal conflict with
myself. See I been fight myself with some feelings that I
been having. They are towards guys, I been straight my
entire life and then all of sudden my dick gets hard when I
am in the changing room. Then I started thinking about how I
would do some of the other guys in the locker room," he
paused and looked over at the ledge again.
     I followed his gaze and then started speaking, "First
of all we have all been through that phase that we think one
thing and we're not. I bet your parents are big homophobes
and they keep telling you these different things like gay
people are not meant to live, we should burn in hell, kill
all the fags. Well to be honest they can just kiss my ass
for not understanding that we can not choose the one's we
fall in love with and want to be with," I paused. I looked
over at Sean and saw that look in his eyes.
     Some must have snapped in him because he was quickly
taken off towards that ledge after I said that. I got up
just as quick and did not care what happened to my leg. I
went chasing after him. Just before he got to the ledge he
jumped up and did a swan dive off the edge. I jump after him
and got hold of his belt. He slammed into the side wall of
the club and I started slipping off the building.
     Damien got to his feet and run to get a hold of me. I
was hanging on the ledge with my broken foot and it was in
absolute pain. I was not going to let this kid died because
of others. Then he looked up at me and then he realized what
I was holding onto. He reached up and started to undo his
belt. He got it undone and his pants came with his belt.
     Damien finally got to the ledge and grabbed my feet.
Lucky he still had his shoes on or I would have lost him. I
readjusted my grip and now I was hugging his pants and was
not going to let go.
     "Let go!" Sean screamed at me.
     "No, I will not lose you. You're my friend and I am not
going to lose you," I said back to him all teary eyed. He
started pushing and making us swing. We would hit the wall
but I would still not let go of him.
     "I want to die," he said all teary eyed. "Why do you
care about me? I was nothing till I sent you that email."
     "I care because you worth it. I think you're worth
everything thing. Please do not throw you're life away
because of stupid and ignorant people. Trust me it does get
better and there will always be a tomorrow," I plead to him.
     Then I noticed he hand skater shoes one and they
started slipping off. I knew I needed grab hold of him and
not his clothing. Damien was trying to pull us up but was
not really working. Then he got the idea to get Ryan and
Bobby up here.
     Damien reached into his pocket and pulled out his cell
phone. He dialed the number but it fell on deaf ears. Ryan
and Bobby were to busy dancing and making out on the dance
floor.
     I on the other hand, grabbed hold of his leg. Then I
grabbed his other leg. So we made a small human ladder. He
kept swinging us into the wall and then I felt Damien's grip
loosen, I knew I had to do something. I looked around to see
if there was anything I might be able to grab hold onto just
in case Damien lost his grip on me.
     There was a windowsill about a foot below me, that
would be thing I need to grab or we both be falling down to
the cement. Damien hand then complete slipped off my leg and
I was quickly grabbed the windowsill. My other hand was
still holding his leg.
     "Please just let go," he pleaded again.
     "No," I said.
     I looked up and saw Damien looking over the edge. He
had a quick sigh of relief when he saw me hanging on. Then
he disappeared and I assumed he went to get help or
something. I felt the wall vibrating from the club music.
Then I looked down at Sean, from this angle I saw more of
him then I wanted. I looked straight up his boxers that he
had on. He was well endowed; he must have been 8 inches
easily. I figured since we just were hanging there to start
up a conversation.
     "Hey Sean," I yelled down to him. He did not respond to
me. "Well since you not talking I will. Ending you life is
something only cowards do. I know you're not coward, it took
guts for you to come here and jump off the building. By the
way, that was a perfect swan dive."
     "What?" he yelled back up.
     "I said that was a perfect swan dive you did off the
building," I told him.
     "Yeah, I practice every morning before I go to school.
It is the only thing I love," he told me.
     "Yeah, plus I think if you die we would be losing
something else important," I said with a smile on my face.
     "Yeah what's that?" he asked.
     "You huge tool and your boxers are cute as well," I
said with laugh.
     He laughed too. "So I see you noticed that I am well
endowed. Well at least that is something else to live for.
Showing off for all the guys," he said back to me.
     "I want to see you swim," I told him. "Well you let me
see you swim?"
     "Ok," he yelled back. "I have a question for you."
     "Shoot, we go nothing but time," I said to him.
     "Why are you doing this?" he said back to me.
     "I made promise," I said back to him. "See I was in the
same shoes you were but I did not try jumping off building.
I was at home one day and nobody was there. I was thinking
all the same things minus the girlfriend issue but I was
more of the fact that I had no friends whatsoever. Then the
thought popped into my head that killing myself would be
better then living."
     "What did you do?" he asked a little choked up on the
words.
     "Well I had these throwing knifes and I grabbed one.
Then my friend popped up on the computer screen. He instant
messaged me. I told him what was going on and told him that
I was holding a knife to my wrist. He plead just like I
plead with you not to end my life but I was too stubborn to
listen at the time. Then I cut one of my wrists and I told
him that I did that. I did not get a message back but I
about five minutes later, he busted through my door. I was
starting to fade but I remember him just wrapping my wrist
in a towel and put me in the tub. He started filling it up
with ice that he must have gotten from the store," I said
and paused to shake a tear out of my eye.
     "What a friend," Sean said back up to me.
     "I woke up in that tub that was still filled with ice.
My friend was sitting right next to the tub of ice and his
head was hanging. He noticed I was awake and that my
bleeding had stopped. I looked over at him and he looked
back at me. He smiled and then told me now that I saved your
life I want a promise from you. If you every get the chance
to save someone else's life please do everything in your
power to save it. I promised him and then he took me out of
the ice. I was also lucky that I did not cut too deep. He
warmed me up and he just sat with me the rest of the night,"
I said and then here a voice above us.
     I looked up and it was Damien with Ryan and Bobby there
as well. I yelled down, "Help has come and arrived." They
threw a rope down and it was next to us. "Ok Sean, grab the
rope and they will pull you up."
     "Ok," he said and then I swung him and then he took
hold of the rope. Then he reached down and pulled his pants
up as well. Then I felt him brush my back as they pulled him
up. Then the rope came down again and I grabbed hold of it
with my other arm and was pulled up.
     As soon as I was on the roof, I just laid there. My
arms felt like Jello that was put in the sun just a little
too long. I looked over and Sean was sitting up with a smile
on his face. He came over and hugged me. I just sat there
and took.
     "We better tell the owner just so he knows what's going
on," I said to everyone.
     "Well the owner already knows. I am the owner of this
club," Ryan said to us. We were all shocked a little bit at
that news.
     I still wanted to rest since my foot and arms were
pretty much gone. Sean came up to me and asked, "You never
finished the story."
     "You're right," I said. "Well I woke up the next
morning with him beside me and I came out to him. It was no
big deal to him but that is when he made me remember the
promise that if any one was in the same situations help
him."
     "That is cool," he said.
     "Yeah and now I want you to promise me the same thing,"
I told him with a serious look on my face. He looked me in
the eye and promised me he would. Then he started to leave
when I stopped him. "Well?"
     "Well what?" he asked back.
     "Am I going to get that address?" I asked him.
     "What address?" he said with his voice rising.
     "The address I need to be at so I could watch you
swim," I said back to him.
     "Oh, that address," he said and then he pulled out his
cell phone. He texted me the address and a thank you note.
     I texted him back you're welcome and I'll be there. He
went downstairs with Ryan and Bobby. I want to go home and I
think Damien knew it too. Damien helped me back onto my
feet. We made our way back down and through the club. The
limo that picked us up was waiting for us.
     Damien helped me in and I just lay down on the seat. As
soon as my head het the seat I was out like a light. The
next thing I knew I was being carried up a flight of stairs.
I looked around and I was back at Damien's house. We got
into Damien's room and he stripped me down to my undies and
then stripped himself. He crawled into bed next to me and
whispered, "My hero." Then we both fell fast asleep.
     I awoke to the sound of my cell phone ring. I looked at
the time and it was about twenty minutes before I need to be
somewhere. I quickly got dressed and kissed Damien on the
forehead. He just rolled over and stayed asleep.
     I hoped out of his house and made my way to my
destination. I got to the building and the one of the doors
was just slightly open. I quietly sneaked in and then I felt
the warm air of the place. It sent a shiver down my spine.
     I walked a few feet and turned the corner and saw him.
He dived off the diving board and it was the perfect swan
dive that I saw last night. I knew it was awesome. He swam
across the pool and back to where the diving board was. He
paused at that end and then got out of the pool.
     He was in just a Speedo but it fit him perfectly. I
started clapping and he quickly turned around. A big fat
smile came across his face as he dived back into the pool.
He swam over to me and got out of the pool. This time I saw
his package and I was right it was about eight inches. It
looked like he was going to burst the seams of that Speedo.
     He gave me a big giant wet hug. He let go and there was
a imprint of him on my clothes. "I thought you weren't going
to come and flake out like every one else," he said.
     "You told me six and it is six," I said and showed him
my cell phone. "You're just early."
     "Well you want to see me swim or you going to join me,"
he asked and dove back into the pool.
     "Well I did bring my swimming trunks but I am not match
for you," I said to hi and started stripping my clothes. I
was in my trunks and then dove into the pool.
     "Just one race please, I never race any one and I would
like to do it," he said to me.
     "Sure one race," I said to him. We both held onto the
wall and was getting ready for the race.
     "One," he said.
     "Two," I said.
     "Three," we both said and took off.

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