Country Boys

The weekend seemed to go by so slowly. I wasn’t used to having absolutely nothing to do, so each minute just laying around watching TV felt like an hour. I was tempted to call Daylith once in awhile to see how he was, but for some reason I felt uncomfortable that I’d have to call him through his father’s cell phone. It surprised me even more that he didn’t call me yet to see if I was still okay. Rather than make a big deal out of it I just focused on the TV and let my weekend uneventfully pass by.



Sunday night came around and I was feeling anxiety knowing I had to go to school tomorrow. It angered me that I couldn’t be the type of kid that just hated school for the work. Instead I was the one who hated it because of the work and the people. Either way, I set the alarm to go to bed and forced myself to stop thinking about it. Just then the phone rang and I quickly ran over to the nightstand to answer it.

I said hello anxiously hoping it was Daylith. Once I heard his voice respond on the other end I subconsciously smiled and all my anxiety went away.

“How’s everything?” He asked.

“It’s fine. It’s boring here by myself.” I responded. “So how are you? What’s going on in New York?”

There was a short silence and then he replied, “Not much.”

“Oh, so why are you there then?”

“Stupid reasons. But anyway, so your still okay?”

“Yeah I’m fine. Nothings been happening here either.” I responded.

“Good. Heh, I didn’t really call with anything to say… I miss you though.”

I wasn’t expecting him to tell me something like that so I hesitantly said, “I… miss you too.”

He laughed and I felt a little embarrassed. “Oh really,” he said, “You’ll have to prove that one when I get home.”

“Maybe I will,” I said bravely despite my heart pounding in my chest.

“Well I have to go. Watch yourself at school tomorrow okay?”

“Yeah I will. Talk to you later.”

When he said goodbye I hung up the phone and laid down on the bed. My cheeks were still flushed and then I began to realize that I really did miss him… a lot. I reached my hand over so it rested on Daylith’s side of the bed, ‘Just two more days.’ I thought to myself before falling asleep.



The alarm went off at 6:10 and I got out of bed to get ready for school. Once I was dressed and cleaned up, I went downstairs to eat a bowl of cereal.

I paused midway from taking a bite and looked at the clock in the kitchen. It read 6:30 and I panicked. “Shit, I only have a couple of minutes left,” I said aloud while grabbing the extra key from the counter. I rushed out of the door and made a run for it to the bus stop.

As soon as I got there I spotted the bus coming down the road. Once again I came just in time. I walked into the bus and as I went down the aisle to my seat I saw Marcus following my every move. Just then I made a note to myself that I wouldn’t take the bus home today, the look in his eyes made me uneasy and I’d probably be safer walking home rather then taking the bus with him, especially since we live so close. Because of that we always end up being one of the last one’s on the bus.



The rest of the day proceeded normally except for a strange new sense of paranoia I must have developed. I could have sworn that I spotted a couple of Marcus’s friends staring at me and talking to each-other. It made me feel even more unnerved. ‘Do they know? Did Marcus tell them what he did to me?’ I thought in panic. I tried to ignore it, and pretend like nothing happened and somehow that tactic managed to get me through the day. After-school I left everything in my locker once again. Teachers seemed to be more lenient this year with homework, and I wasn’t complaining one bit.

I walked out of the front doors and began to make my way down the front stairs when two basketball jockeys came up behind me laughing and saying things like…

“Hey there little doggy boy, what’s it like being down on all fours?”

I wanted nothing more than to turn around and punch the assholes right in the face, but instead I just gritted my teeth and kept walking.

They walked in front of me so that I was forced to look them both in the face, “What’s the matter? Your not saying nothing. Was Marcus to much for you, poor thing,” one of them teased.

“Fuck off.” I said.

“Oh! What’s that? You want to fuck me too?” One of them said followed by the other’s laughter, and then they left to continue walking to the buses.

I was so angry, and I wondered who else knew. ‘Fuck’ I thought to myself, ‘just when I was thinking that people couldn’t look at me any worse.’

I kept walking until a decent bit of distance came between me and the school. I calmed myself down by thinking about how I’m on my way back to Daylith’s house, and in just another day he’ll be back.

Just when all seemed to be good, a dark green Mustang came up behind me and continued to follow me at a slow pace. I stopped and turned around to see who it was and a sickening feeling arose in my stomach when I saw Marcus behind the wheel. He stopped the car and stepped out.

“The car’s not mine. A friend of mine needs me to watch it so he left it at the school for me.” He said while walking around to lean against the hood.

“Am I supposed to care?” I retorted. Right before me was the source of most of my suffering, and he dared to try and start a casual conversation with me? He leaned against the car with his face cast downward, as if he were in thought. Just staring at him made my muscles tense in anger.

“How many people did you tell?” I demanded to know.

As soon as I asked the question he stood up straight and held a mocking expression on his face. “I got a lot of shit on you kid,” he said while taking a couple steps closer.

When I came to school today, I came with the promise I made to myself that I would never be taken off guard again. I knew that I was stronger than a lot of the kids in my school, but I suppose that all the anger I had towards Marcus clouded my judgment. I forgot he was one of the people I probably couldn’t beat in a fight. It wasn’t until now that he was standing in front of me that I was reminded of how much stronger he was. He was taller, more built, and he looked more stern. It seemed that no matter what I did, he’d have the upper hand anyway. It made me feel weak again and I hated it.

“You know how I have my sources. Well, I found out some stuff.” He said while cutting into my thoughts.

“Like what?” I curiously asked.

“Well I know that you’ve been living with Daylith, and considering that he hasn’t shown any interest in my sister, and considering what he did to my sister in your defense shows that you two must have quite the relationship.”

I had a feeling that I knew where he was going with this. He was probably figuring that Daylith and I were gay. But one thing I didn’t understand was what he meant when he said that Daylith did something to his sister.

“What did he do to Katherine?” I curiously asked.

“Oh, so your little lover didn’t tell you.” He said with a grin.

“We aren’t lovers.” I stated to clear that part up. “Daylith and I are just friends.”

“Whatever. Well I got home late cause of some issues with the principle. So while I was gone, Daylith decided to drop in on my sister. I’m not gonna go into any details, but I found her in my room practically unconscious on the floor.”

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing and flash backs to what Daylith said that day came to mind. ‘I’m going to play the same way he did,’ ‘Don’t worry about it. I took care of it.’ I wouldn’t have taken him for someone with a violent streak. Then I realized why Marcus was paying this little visit to me. He probably wants to do something to me to get back at Daylith.

He took a step closer and reached out his hand, so I took a step back.

He grinned and said, “Nice. Your scared of me now, aren’t you?”

“No, I just don’t want your filthy hands on me.” I retorted.

“Why? I’m not going to hurt you kid. Not again. I was just going to say how well the bruises have healed in such a short amount of time.”

What did he mean that he wasn’t going to hurt me again? I thought that’s what his plans were. Maybe he was going to go after Daylith instead?

“If you don’t want to hurt me, then what do you want? And if your planning on going for Daylith, tough luck cause he went to New York and he’s not coming back for a couple of days.”

Just then I realized I shouldn’t have said that. In some way it made me look more vulnerable.

“Oh really. I didn’t know. So how about we get into the car, I’m getting tired of standing out here.” He offered.

“Why would I get in a car with you?” I asked sarcastically.

“Because if you don’t do what I say, you and Daylith will have a problem.”

I knew it, he was a lying son of a bitch. “Thought you said you weren’t going to hurt me.”



“I’m not. Physically that is. But let’s just say… how would you feel if Daylith were to come back to find he was no longer on the basketball team, an enemy of the jocks, and an item for everyone at school to look at in disgust? After all, he did risk all of that to protect you, I wanna see how far you’d go to protect him. Now get in the car.”

This can’t be happening. He’s using blackmail?! Shit! Even if he didn’t have anything truthful on him to harm Daylith’s reputation, he could lie and everyone would take his word over ours.

I didn’t want to risk anything, so I just got in the car. I sat there silently as we drove off, and I had no idea where he was planning to go. He didn’t put on any music so there was an awkward silence aside from the wind thrashing against the car.

“Why are you so quiet?” He asked.

I don’t know why, but that question really ticked me off. “What the fuck man!?” I yelled. “Your blackmailing my fucking friend so now i'm forced to be near you and you want me to fucking talk to you?! Are you kidding me!?”

He smiled and responded. “I like it when you get angry.”

“Your fucking sick,” I said and looked out of the window.



He drove quite a distance away from where the school district and our homes were. We followed a one-way road surrounded by fields until he pulled the car over into a ditch that was completely isolated from the outside world.

“Why are you stopping here?” I asked slightly afraid. ‘He could kill me out here and no one would know’, I thought to myself.

“Relax. Didn’t I promise I wouldn’t hurt you?” He said.

“Yea, but your words are cheap.” I replied.

“Hmm, keep talking like that and maybe I’ll have to rough you up a bit.”

I kept my mouth shut and just sat there thinking about how this whole situation was bullshit.

“You asked me before how many people I told about our last encounter. I didn’t really answer you.”

“No, you didn’t,” I cut in.

“Well, the only one’s who know are my buddies. What they were doing to you after school was just a dose of what you’d get if you don’t listen to me. Imagine the whole school treating you that way.”

“In other words, your blackmailing both me and Daylith.” I stated angrily.

“Basically. I wasn’t sure how far you’d go for you little friend there, so I made sure to have a little something on you as well.”

“Why?” I asked. “Why are you working so hard to make me miserable?”

He looked straight ahead for a second as if to think and then turned to look me in the eyes. His eyes were difficult to look into, they seemed devoid of emotion and you’d think they could see right through you, which made you want to turn away.

“At first. I just hated you because you were Timmy Latin. The punk from elementary school that no one ever liked. I carried that bit of hate over the years, it was always fun to pick on you and what made it even better, was that no one acted in your defense. But those were the childish days. Now, I came to find that you spent the night at Daylith’s which resulted in him breaking my sister’s heart. That was when I felt a new sense of hate, and all I wanted was to make you suffer. But it’s kind of strange. After that day I raped you, even after seeing my sister all beaten, I didn’t care as much as I should have. The only thing that I could think of was how much I wanted to fuck you again.”

“Your fucking sick. I didn’t deserve any of that! The only reason Daylith broke up with your sister is cause she’s a fucking skank! I’m getting the hell out of this car.” I stated while reaching for the door handle. Just then I heard the noise of all the locks simultaneously locking.

“Don’t forget all the blackmail I have on you.”

When he reminded me of that I stopped messing with the lock and sat still in my seat. “Yea well, your basically telling me your gay so I could tell that to everyone.”

He smiled, “Don’t even try. First of all I prefer the term Bi, and second of all everyone knows it already.”



“So we can make this easy, or we can make this hard.” He began to say. “In order to get home without any problems to worry about, all you have to do is what I say. Otherwise you can fight against me and have the entire school hating both you and Daylith for the rest of your high school years. What will it be?”

I sat there for a minute thinking. I personally didn’t care about what he had to say about me, I’ve put up with the school not liking me all my life. It couldn’t get much worse. It was Daylith I was worried about. He’s more social then I am, it would probably affect him a lot.

I clenched my hand into a tight fist and resisted the urge to kill him. It felt like he had a rope around my neck at all times, and if I moved I’d be hanged. Therefore, I had no other choice but to stay in place and agree with him.

“I-I’ll do what you say.” I said, and it almost felt like my body and mind gave a sigh of defeat.



**Woot! i finally posted my yaoi comic, if anyone's interested in reading it.. its at, www.mmm-mittens.deviantart.com ^.^