Date: Wed, 10 Feb 2016 13:30:29 -0500
From: Randy Wade <randywadestory@gmail.com>
Subject: hazard chapter 35

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for this story came loosely from the song Hazard, by Richard Marx.

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Hazard


chapter 35


I had been snagged to help plan the Halloween dance again.  At the last
minute even. They had originally planned it as a haunted house. I thought
about it and came up with an idea.


We used the same decorations as last time. Since we didn't have to buy
decorations. We had more money to spare. So We got lots of dry ice and fans
you know them big standing ones. This is where the cool part comes in.


We got a camera and filmed several people dancing in different costumes. We
had zombies, gruesome bloody victims, Freddy Krueger like costumes, Ghostly
woman and men in period costumes. Thinks like that. We had thirty in all.

We set up projectors we hid in the sweet heart columns we placed around the
dance floor. The fans and dry ice were placed just beyond the columns. We
still had the coffins and the graveyard but this used as a distraction from
the real Halloween fun.  We called it Dancing with Ghosts.



TJ had just recently been dumped by Nikki. The reason she gave was the long
distance. I wasn't so sure. In her emails she had talked about some guy in
her classes. So I wondered. I didn't say anything to TJ about it. He was
still upset over the fact That Uncle Teddy wasn't his Dad. He said though
that he was glad that he wasn't related to Ruth though.

Uncle Teddy was still waiting on a stem cell donor. He was holding up well
but you could see he was tired most of the time. TJ and I visited him
regularly. TJ had come to the realization that even though he wasn't his
real Dad. He was the only Dad he knew. You could see the love he had for
his dad. Same as I had for my adopted dad aka uncle.

We went stag to the party. TJ and I originally were going as bloody
corpses. I pointed out that bloody corpses don't walk. So we decided to go
as the Walking Dead from the comics. The show didn't come out until 2010 so
don't bother checking.


We had guts hanging out. TJ had an eye hanging out too, where I had a big
gaping hole in my throat. I had a lot of fun making them out of plastic
wrap, hose for the guts and paint. It took us close to four hours to get
ready.

When we walked in we were instant hits. Everyone loved our costumes. It
made it worth the effort. Especially when I saw my brother smile for the
first time in a while. TJ had gotten really serious. He didn't joke as much
and would stare off into space at times. He was like an old man of thirty
or something.

Some people complained that this was the same as last year. Well Connor
did. He had started a rumor about me sucking the coaches dick so I could
get the coach to kick him off the team so I could take his place. No one
could prove he started the rumor but we knew it was him.

"So what are you guys? Zombie fag lovers?" Connor asked TJ and me. Connor
had on a Sparta warrior costume.

"Bro if you don't step away, I am going to make your costume look like
you're my hippie zombie bitch in that mini skirt."


"Dude go fuck yourself."


"I don't know Brown you bend over I might fuck you instead." TJ said
looking at Connor's ass. I had to admit Connor had a nice ass. Shit Connor
would be hot if he wasn't such a cumstain.

I pulled TJ away from Connor and company and joined Sam. Sam and I had not
seen each other much. His sister had gotten out of the hospital and was
pretty banged up with a broken pelvis, shoulder and arm. He had been
hanging around her mostly. We had taken time to meet up at our spot on the
river though. He loved to watch the sunset.


The music started. It was the same DJ we used at Dads and Nancy's
wedding. I made it a point to stop and say hey. We threw water on the dry
ice and turned on the fans. The Dance floor started to fill up with
fog. Once people got into dancing we started the projectors. It worked out
perfectly.

TJ had a camcorder and recorded different people Dancing with the
ghosts. It was hilarious. They didn't realize it at first. The funniest one
was Connor he was dancing with a projection of Carol in a period costume
and didn't know it. Then he was dancing with me in a period costume. He
took a swing at it. When his hand went right through it he freaked out.

TJ was laughing so hard the cam went all over the place. It was hooked up
to a large screen via a remote connection. I danced with TJ, Carol.

I was dancing with Sam when his current girlfriend shooed me
away. Something familiar about that. Sam came and got me after I walked off
the dance floor and pulled me back on and started dancing.


"Not going to happen bro. I told her you're my best bud and she needs to
deal with it." He yelled over the music.


The dance was a success. Everyone enjoyed it. They kept asking what I
planned for next year. Hell I won't be here. I told them that and they all
said I needed to help plan the next one for them. Fuck that. I hated Hazard
as much as it hated me. I planned only to come back to visit Grandma and
Dad once he left the marines. I wanted out of this town.

Over the next few weeks I took SAT test. I am pretty sure I did ok. I
emailed Dad, Ez, Nikki and Nancy on a daily basis. I got return emails from
everyone except from Nancy.

I decided to call Nancy on Sunday the 14th of November. She picked up after
the fifth ring.


"Hello Noah. What do you need?"

"I just called to say Hi and to see if your coming for thanksgiving still?"

"No. I want a happy Thanksgiving with loved ones so Nikki and I are
spending it here with friends."


"Oh." I was a little taken back by that comment.

"Anything else?"

"Just that I made a really good painting of you and Dad in the gazebo from
your wedding picture. I plan on giving it to you for a part of your
Christmas present."


"I blew up that picture and hung it so I don't see the need for another one
that won't look as good."


"Oh, okay. I just thought it would be a nice gesture that's all." That
hurt.

"I don't appreciate you calling unless it's important. If you have nothing
worth talking about I have better things I can do than you babble on about
your childish fantasies." She said and hung up.



I couldn't help wonder what fantasies she meant. I was baffled. I always
thought Nancy liked me. Over the past few months she acted as if I was just
an annoyance. I thought about emailing my dad about it. I decided against
it. In hindsight I should have.


I checked my email the next day and saw one from my dad. I opened it up and
started reading it. I was basically yelling at me. it read:


Noah,

I talked to Nancy last night. She told me she is getting tired of your
negative attitude towards her. She also informed me that you have stopped
emailing her. This is not what you told me. You told me you email her
several times a week and call her at least once a week. I do not appreciate
you lying to me.


I do however expect you to treat Nancy with respect. She cares very much
about you. She said she calls you and you do not answer her calls nor her
emails. It wouldn't hurt you to talk to her when she calls or spend some
time with her on the phone. She had planned a wonderful thanksgiving with
you and your Grandmother. She now doesn't want to be around you because of
your attitude towards her lately. I can't stop you from emailing Ez but I
can stop the skype. You can skype with Ez until Christmas.

Dad

I just stared at that email. He basically chewed me out for something I
didn't do. Nancy completely lied to him. I wanted to call her right now and
tell her off but that would just make matters worse. I wanted to tell my
dad my side but he already thought I had been lying to him. That was out. I
just sat there.


TJ had come home at nine from visiting his dad. He was standing over me
reading the email. He put his hand on my shoulder. I started to silently
cry. I felt the tears running down my face. What hurt the most was that Dad
didn't say Love dad like he always did. He chose Nancy and abandoned me.

TJ pulled me from the chair and opened his email. He sent My dad an email.


Uncle Jared, I don't know what Nancy told you but Noah sends her emails
every time he emails you and Ez. He calls her at least once a week. I don't
know why she told that he was being a douche to her but I can tell you he
hasn't lied. As far as Thanksgiving was concerned she informed Noah today
that she wanted to spend it with loved ones so she was spending it with
friends.

TJ




TJ and I went to bed. He spent the night with me instead of going to his
own room. I hadn't had a dream about the past in a long time but I did
tonight.

I was playing with my little soldiers I just bought from the store in the
front yard. I really wanted a GI joe but I didn't have enough money. I
saved for a whole two months. I was happy enough I had one fifty green and
fifty tan so I had my two armies.

The boy next door to me was poor like me but he had a dad who worked so
they had more money. He would play with me some times. He didn't have much
in the way of toys though. Just some hot wheels and soldiers like me but
most of his where lost.


He saw me and went and got his soldiers. We played war I was green and he
was tan. He had more of the tan ones than I had green but I didn't care. I
was just happy I had someone to play with. When you eight years old it
didn't matter.


He was called into to eat dinner so I gathered up the soldiers and divided
them up. I don't know if they were exactly the same ones I had but I had
fifty of each. I put his in a bag and left them on his porch.


The next day his mother came to the door. My mother answered and called me
to the door.


"Noah get those soldiers you took from Matthew."


"I left them his on the porch."



"Noah you left him some he said you took the rest." Matts mother said.

"They are mine I bought them." I said.

"Noah Jared, Don't you lie. Go get them now or you will be sorry." Mom said
in that tone that told me a beating was coming.

I went and got the soldiers and gave them to her. I don't know why Matty
lied I thought we were friends.

"I would rather Your son didn't play with my son anymore."


"I understand. Noah will be punished."


"I don't want to play with a liar anyway." I said and ran past her out the
door. I could hear my mother screaming at me to get my fucking ass back
inside. I ignored her.


I ran as fast as I could down the street. I was pretty fast for a little
kid too. I ran the all the way to Taft historic park. There were no kids
there. I figured they were all having breakfast before going to school.


I figured I would go to school early. Not like I ever got breakfast
anyway. I walked down the street. I realized I didn't have my book bag or
homework with me. I knew that I would be yelled at for that by
Mrs. Irons. She was mean to begin with but if you didn't have your homework
she made you stand in front of the class and tell everyone why.


I thought about skipping school but If I did there was no place to go. I
decided to just face it. I would think of something. I sat on the steps and
tried to think of something. I came up with a story about how I forgot my
work sheets and left them on the table this morning. Not exactly a
lie. They were in my bag at home. I forgot to grab it in my mad rush to get
out of the house.


When class started Mrs. Irons asked us to put our Homework on her desk. I
explained that I forgot mine. She made me go stand in front of the room. I
told my story to the class. It slipped my mind that Matty was in my class.


"He's lying he got caught stealing by my Mom and he ran away to avoiding be
punished." Matty yelled out.


"Noah, no one likes a liar. Go take your seat. I will be calling your
mother about this tonight." Mrs. Irons said.


At recess I was teased and pushed. Matty even threw a mud balls at me. The
rest of the day I had to endure mud stained clothing. When I got home my
mother grabbed me and started with the belt. When I didn't cry she turned
it around. I was saved by the phone ringing. I was wrong about that.

 "I understand Mrs. Irons. I will see that he is properly punished. He
won't lie again I assure you of that." She said looking at me in my mud
stained clothes. I knew she saw that. I would be punished for that too. She
beat me so bad with that belt buckle she broke the skin. On my butt. I
refused to cry.


The next day I refused to talk. My mom made me wear the same mud stained
clothes as I did yesterday as punishment. I was invisible. When the kids
started teasing me and Matty made fun of my dirty clothes.


To make things worse Mrs. Irons called my mom again that night about my
dirty clothing. I was beaten again for embarrassing her. I was a total
disappointment and nothing but trouble. I was useless.


"I am going out of town for a few days for a job Tina lined up for us. Saty
out of trouble." She said the next morning. Tina was a black girl who took
the same medicine Mom did. They dated guys together sometimes.

I didn't see Mom for almost two weeks. I felt like she abandoned me. by the
fifth day I was terrified. I had been left alone for a few days before but
never this long. I stayed home from school just in case she came home. I
was afraid I would have no one to take care of me I'd be like the Oliver
kid begging for food.




I woke up from that dream or Noah history test as I called them. I woke up
TJ who sat up beside me. I felt that same way now as did then, alone and
abandoned.



"Bad dream?"


"Yeah."


"Talk about it?"


"No." I said laying down. TJ snuggled up behind me and draped his arm over
me. I looked at the clock 4:34. I fell back asleep.







The next day was a school day so we did our thing. I got my S.A.T scores
back I scored a 2200 I was stoked. After football practice I went home and
checked my email. There was one from Dad and Ez.


Bro, I don't know what you did to Nancy to piss your dad off but no skype
for a while. I sent Norma an email too.


I opened Dad's, it was a few short lines.

I do not like you getting TJ to lie for you. Noah this is not like
you. Straighten up your act. I expect you to apologize to Nancy. No skype
from Ez or me until Christmas.


Apologize for something I didn't do? No fucking way. If he wanted to
believe her fine. If he wanted to punish me for something I didn't do
fine. I will not apologize though for something I did not do. Fuck her fuck
him.






Thanksgiving came. We invited Uncle Teddy, TJ and Coach. Grandma found out
that he wasn't spending Thanksgiving with family so she invited him. It was
the normal food you'd expect. We had finished eating and enjoyed talking
about football we were on a no loss streak again. We were hoping to go to
state again only this time win.


Dad was going to call around eight that night. I was till pissed. I didn't
want to talk to him. I hadn't emailed him since that one email. He emailed
me though I refused to even open them. I didn't delete them.

Ez had tried to get me to email my dad. I told him I didn't lie or get TJ
to lie for me either. He said he believed me but then he said he can't see
Nancy lying either. I was getting pissed at him now too.

At seven thirty I decided to go give the animals their thanksgiving
treats. Grandma reminded me that dad was calling at eight. I
remembered. Which was why I was going out now. I figured if a fucked off
enough I'd miss his call.

The horses enjoyed their apples. I couldn't help but hug Thunder. For a
horse he was pretty affectionate. He always seemed to want a hug around his
neck. I needed that myself. I loved my dad but all of the sudden it seemed
like he didn't want me.


I held on too Thunder. He seemed to sense my need for it. he rested his big
muzzle on my shoulder. As wrapped my arms around his neck. I absorbed the
love from the big horse and buried my head in his neck. I know it's
stupid. TJ would be there if I asked for one. Sometimes though getting love
from animal is better. It's completely unconditional love. Well maybe not
cats. Don't feed them and see how much love they give when their scratching
you.


I went back into the house. Coach had left. Grandma told me I missed
talking to my dad. I said sorry I just got caught with the critters. She
told me how disappointed he was. I looked at TJ. He looked down at his
feet. He knew why I wasn't there but didn't say anything.



Uncle teddy was staying the night. TJ helped him up the stairs. He was
really beginning to look bad. I hoped they find a match soon. His Doctor
had told him that if they didn't find one by Christmas it would be too
late. TJ came down looking like he wanted to cry.

We said good night to Grandma and headed back to the trailer. I heard the
phone ring and TJ answered it. "Hold on Uncle Jare."


TJ handed me the phone. I shook my head no. "Talk to him bro."



"Hello." I said taking the phone from TJ.

"Hey, kiddo. I know your mad at me but I do care about you. You know that
right?"


"I guess."


"No guessing about it. I love you very much Noah. You're my world."


"Nancy's your world." I said.


"Noah, yes I love Nancy and she is important to me. So are you though. I
don't want you to resent her for being in my life too. You need to learn
not to be jealous of her."

"I'm not."


"Okay. Oh and Nancy still waiting for that apology."


Okay now that total pissed me off. I never did anything to Nancy but she
was acting like I owed her an apology for something she lied about fuck
her. I hope I never see her again.


"She'll be waiting for forever then. I am not apologizing for something I
did not do. I did that when I was little with my mother. I am not doing it
now." I said and hung up.



I felt bad for hanging up on my Dad but I was beyond pissed I was hurt deep
inside. I heard the phone ring again. I ran down the trail. I grabbed my
coat and left the trailer. I needed to be alone. It was dark. I could
barely see as ran down the trail. The moon was my only light. I hit the
power line and ran down it past the high school.

I was on auto pilot. I really paid no attention to what happened around
me. I ran across Route 15. Thankfully there were no cars. I would have
gotten hit because I didn't even stop to look. I ran towards the river. I
slowed down as I got to the trail.

I walked until I saw the rock. I climbed up and sat and stared. The moon
was shining onto the dark water. It was kind of eerie but at the same time
beautiful.

The moon was scattered there was no clear picture of it in the water. My
life was like that scattered image of the moon in the river. If looked up
at it was clear. If I looked at the river it was scattered. That was my
life all scattered.


I been there all night. I felt the sun rising on me I had fallen asleep. I
moved and found a blanket over me. I looked to the right and saw Sam laying
under it with me. I rolled over towards him. I felt an arm come around me
from behind. I looked at the arm and knew it was TJ.



"Family." He whispered and kissed the back of neck.



"Family." I said


"Family" said Sam smiling at me.




I appreciate your enthusiasm but hey I need some love time too lol.  I put
out chapters as fast as I can. I do need to spend time though with the
other half. That being said if you don't see a chapter for a few days
please don't start emailing me asking for when I am posting another
chapter. Thanks folks for understanding.




Hurry back Sam I miss my editor :)

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