the day my life ended

i would like to thank my beta reader nette who took way too damn long to beta and get it back to me. she is the reason why it to me so long to update. so blame her. *searches for new beta reader* uh oh she caught me. ok gotta go. oh and enjoy the story and do review. *runs off* stop chasing me nette. you know i would never cheat on you with another beta reader and please put that gun away! AHHHHHHHHHH!


Today was Monday which means back to school. Mondays are the days I dread the most. Mother must still be upset with me. Normally she comes and wakes me up but my Scooby-Doo alarm takes her place. The time on the clock glares 5:15. I hate getting up early in the mornings. I was hoping Mother would have woken me up, since I want to patch things up with her soon. I can't take her being mad at me like this. Especially with the way things are turning out.

I walk over to my dresser, gathering my things and proceed to the bathroom down the hall. After being in Jake's bathroom, I feel cramped being in my own. I would love to wake up every morning by his side and be able to live in such a wonderful place. It must be nice to be rich and sexy. My family's not. We're labeled as middleclass and have a nice house but....damn! It was nothing compared to Jake's.

I'm looking forward to seeing him again today. The problem at the moment seems to be we only had lunch and 4th period gym together and the bus ride of course. Though, I don't know why he rides the bus with the "unpopular people" when he could ride in one of his family's Mercedes Benz or HM3 or something.

I pull my pants off and stiffen at the sharp pain I feel in my backside.

'What the fuck!'

Then I remember the way Jake had pounded into me last night. I carefully remove my shirt as to not cause myself anymore pain.

'Better make this a hot one.' I think as I slowly walk to the tub and carefully lean frontward.

Turning the knob to the right I hope the hot water will ease any pain that remains in my backside. The hot water fills the tub quickly and I ease my aching body in. I shoot right up with a scream. I never imagined that it would hurt this much. I mean after all, that v-cock never hurt this much. As I stood, blood streams down my leg. I must have opened a healing wound. Damn. On top of that I hear Mother calling out to me.

"Danny! Danny!"

I pull the shower curtain closed as mother burst in to the room. 'Can't a guy get some privacy?' I say to myself.

"What the hell are you doing in here?" She yells pulling back the curtains.

I quickly place my head over my limp cock as Mother's eyes follow the trail of blood seeping into the water.

"That's what you get for doing that to yourself!" She closed the curtain and heads towards the door. "Are you in serious pain?" She asks sympathetically.

I look at the curtain as if it's her. I'm confused to say the least. Does she hate me or not? I really didn't know. It took me a moment to reply.

"I'm in a little pain." I say meekly, still trying to cover my shame with a flimsy washcloth.

I hear nothing from the other side of the curtain. I peek through the curtain, she's gone. I guess she really does hate me. Damn it she left the door open. I really don't feel like getting out the tub to close the door and climb back in there. The water would probably get cold and prolong me from getting ready. Just as I get out heading towards the door, Sara walks by and sees everything.

She gasps. "You sick pervert close the door!" She runs to her room slamming the door behind her.

"Takes one to know one!" I yell back as I close the door and lock it this time.

This is turning out to be one hell of a week. Hopefully, things will get better. Right? I hop back in the tub to continue with my bath.

'On second thought, maybe I should make this a shower instead. I don't think I can manage to sit with my ass hurting like this.' I reason. I allow the water to drain out the tub then turn on the shower.

I allow the water to dampen my hair as I tilt my head back. My brown locks darken as the water soaks it. The water covers my well tone sleek body making my slightly white skin shine under the spray of water. I lather up my wash cloth and swipe it over my chest, moving it over my soft nipples. Thoughts of Jake run through my mind as I imagine that it's his tongue gliding over them. But then I remember where I am and think that I should stop before I get myself into more trouble then I already am.

After my shower, I carefully step out the tub wrapping my towel around me and stood in front of the mirror. The steam from the shower made the mirror foggy and nearly impossible to see my reflection. I wipe the mirror clean trying to see if I could see what Jake sees in me. I take a good look at my elegant facial features. I notice how bright my eyes are and how full my lips poke out, 'Maybe he likes those' I think as I revel in my reflection in the mirror. 'Can't be my body, can it? I take a closer look at my body.
My stomach is flat and my abs are barely formed. 'I should exercise more to give them more of a tone.' I reason.

My eyes then trail down to my cock. I knew that these things shrink when touched by water, but it wasn't as large as I like for it to be. It's not like I'm really that tall, I only stand at 5'7. I should stop gawking at my self its only making me feel bad.

I proceed to dress myself and brush my teeth, now I was ready to eat. I walk into the kitchen with my Gravitation book bag on my back. Mother's staring out into the backyard through the window at nothing in particular. Maybe she's thinking of all the times we played together as a family out there. Dad, Jody and I used to play catch at until dark, and sometimes Mom and Sara would join in. That was one of my favorite memories.

Taking a deep breath I ask mother "What's for breakfast?"

"Fix it your damn self. I'm tired right now and I don't feel like dealing with you."

'Man, how long will this last?' I make my way to the fridge. Looking inside I saw nothing that I could make easily. Searching the cabinets I come across a box of Fruity Pebbles which is by far my favorite cereal.

After finishing the cereal off, I glance up at the clock on the wall. It was time for me to leave and catch my bus. I didn't want to show up late and not see Jake. When I arrive at the bus stop, it was swarming with other students talking about their wonderful weekend. But I bet none was greater than mine or Jake's for that matter. Although things are a bit eccentric at home, I just feel so happy.

'Now where is my Jakey-poo?' Did I just call him my Jakey-poo? Of course I did. He claimed me didn't he? Besides I....love him...I think.

I spot Jake talking to his usual friends so I decide to go over. He's leaning against the fence by the curve surrounded by four other guys. In the middle he stood seeming to have lots to say. He could always rouse the attention of others. It seems that his friends held on to every word he spoke. I wonder what they could be talking about.

"Hey Jake!" I say like an excited puppy whose master had just returned home.

He looks my way. "Hey......."

Hey? Hey? Was that all he was going to say to me? "So how are you?" I ask a deeper tone.

"I'm good.... so anyway........" Jake continues to talk to his friends.

Did. . . . Did he just brush me off? How the hell can he just brush me off like I was nothing? That damn bastard. After I gave myself to him. I clench my fists in anger as I curse him out in my mind, punching and kicking him for being so....so....agh. He was my first dammit! FIRST! I let him take me...in the ass and this is...this is how he treats me...like I'm some kind of cheap slut or something.

It feels like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders and in its place is a warm blanket full of love and comfort...Jake is this blanket. So why did things go wrong? Why couldn't it be more than just sex to him? I know that one time we spent together was brief, but I think I'm really falling for him. Maybe, the reason for this new crush is because I feel abandoned by my family....

I walk away. I can say no more. Maybe what we had yesterday was just . . . . Sex and nothing more. But to me it was so much more. I feel so carefree now. He makes me feel like I'm in heaven or some place like it. My heart aches for him and he just stomped on it. Man I can't believe I was so stupid to let him. "To let him......"

"To let him what?" says a voice coming from behind me.

I swing around. It's my best friend Chris. Man I have got to stop saying what my thoughts are out loud. "Nothing, Chris. I was just thinking." I reply.

"And you were thinking about. . . . . ."

"Nothing that concerns you?"

"A bit snippy this morning aren't we?"

"I'm sorry. Its just that I been through a lot over the weekend. And things are going different for me now."

"Yeah, your grandfather came to my house looking for you yesterday. He said you ran away. Then later I called your house to see if they found you, your mother hung up on me. What's up with her?"

"She is really pissed off at me."

"Why? What did you do and why did you go over trying to talk to Jake?"

"Mother is mad at me for something I did and I don't want to talk about it."

"And Jake?"

"Well......"

"Well what?"

"Nothing can we just drop the subject?"

"Fine."

I have known Chris almost my whole life. We met at daycare when we were like three. I think or something like that. Our mothers use to set up little play dates and after a while we became close friends and did everything together.

Chris is a huge nerd and loves to watch anime. He goes on and on about these two shows. He watches Inuyasha and something called Yu Yu hanuko. . .Yu Yu Hakusho I think. I sat through an episode with him one time but I couldn't get into it. He's also the one that bought me my book bag saying something like 'This is so you and I had to buy it', whatever that meant. His hair is jet black and he has brown eyes. His skin is slightly lighter than mine.

The bus pulls up and I am the first person on. I really feel low. I sit in the first seat I spot, which is where all the dorks sit, the front of the bus. Someone decides to sit beside me and places their hand on my knee.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

I look over to see green eyes looking at me with concern. My eyes brighten a bit but then they lose their luster.

"Why did you just brush me off like that?"

"I didn't brush you off. I just had to talk to them."

". . . . ."

I only look at him. I wonder if this is some kind of game he is playing to only talk to me when we are alone. Maybe he wanted a quick fuck and then has nothing to do with me when his friends are around. I'm so confused.

"What are you thinking? Are you thinking that what we shared meant nothing to me?" he asks.

"Well did it mean anything to you? I know you had lots of partners. I bet they were better than me. In and out of bed."

"Of course you were good! Danny you are the best. And . . . I had a bit of a crush on you for quite some time now. And when I discovered that you were gay my dreams of being with you came true. "

"Really? Cuz it was incredible for me too."

As the other kids make their way on the bus they look at us wondering why the two of us are sitting together. For one thing we don't have anything in common nor do we ever really speak to each other. Since I am Chris's only friend on the bus it means that he has to sit alone and be tormented by this guy who we really can't stand named Arnold. Man I hate that guy.

"Hey Jake, are you going to sit up here with this loser the whole ride?"

"Hey don't call him that."

"Why? Is he your friend now or something?"

"Yeah something like that."

That guy rolled his eyes. "You can't be serious. This is bad for your rep. I mean look at how he dresses. You can't honestly say you want some punk like him hanging around us."

"Look I said he's cool and he's hanging with us if I say so." Jake gives him a hard look as the guy backs down and walks away.

Yes that's Arnold. My worst nightmare. Hard to believe Jake hangs around a guy like him. I look back and I see Chris sitting alone. Uh oh there goes Arnold smacking him in the head as he proceeds to the end of the bus. Chris looks at me with pleading eyes asking me why. Why I chose to sit with someone other than him. I want to tell him but I can't. I don't know how he might react. I might lose him the same way I lost my family. I guess this is something I have to take to the grave.

"Hey don't let that guy get to you. He's all talk anyway." he said with a slight smile.

"I won't. So will I see you at lunch?"

"Um . . . well . . . I was going out with the guys, but you can come if you want."

A slight twinkle graces my face. I'm happy to have him invite me but I don't fit in with his friends.

"No that's ok. I will just stay in the cafeteria for lunch."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah."

"Ok then."

The bus finally arrives at school. Boy I am not happy to be here. Jake and I walk together in companionable silence into Noteck High. The building is five stories high and about the width of a parking garage. The outside is surrounded by neatly trimmed grass with little flower arrangements here and there. This has got to be my proudest moment ever. To be by the side of my man, this just feels so damn good! I wish I can hold his hand but I know people will not be that accepting of this thing we have. Heads turn as eyes fix themselves on us. I can hear whispers and snide remarks from onlookers.

"Hey Jake honey!" A very pretty curvy girl wraps her arms around him. "Haven't seen you all weekend. Whatcha been up too." she rolls her eyes at me.

Jake cracks a smile placing his arm around her lower back. "Nothing really." he looks over at me noticing the disgust written all over my face. "Ugh, Alissa this is Danny. Danny this is Alissa."

"Hi." I reply with no enthusiasm. I can tell this girl is going to be trouble. She only looks at me then returns to molesting my new boyfriend. Who the hell does she think she is? Putting her hands on him like that. I watch her as she trails her hands down his shirt stopping at the point where his pants split apart. How dare she fondle him in front of me and in public at that? Does this girl have any dignity? Her lips press against his and he did nothing to push her away. Five seconds has past yet their lips still remain lock. Ten seconds. Ok I have had enough.

"Jake!"

They part. I see Jake blush as his gaze settles upon me. "I am so sorry Danny"

"That freak shouldn't have just stood there and watched us anyway." she says still clinging to him.

"No you don't understand. I. . . .We. . . ."

Jake tries to find the words to tell her but nothing else comes out his mouth.

"I get it. You two are lovers. I don't care. I. Want. You. Jake. And I am willing to do anything to have you. I can't be without you." she pleads.

"Whoa you love me?" he exclaims.

"Yes." she replies hugging him tightly.

"You know I told you that I was bi, and now. . . ."

"Now what? You think you can leave for a piece of dick. Oh hell no!" she turns to me. "This is all mine." she hints to Jake. "Now Jake you're going to cut out all that damn gay shit."

"This is not something a person can just cut out. I told you before we got serious that I was possibly gay. Now. . . ."
"Wait Jake she. . . . Is your girlfriend?" I interrupt.

"No it's not like that. We just had. . . HAD. . . A physical thing going on for a while."

"So then why did you . . . . ."

"You're just like one of his other bitches." she declares adding Chap Stick to her lips. "But you know what? I will have my man back. Enjoy him while you can." she shoves me and walks away.

I look at him coldly. "How . . . Why . . ."

"Let me explain, Danny before you go jumping to conclusions."

"Ok go on."

"Alissa and I have known each other for most of our lives. She was my first and I was hers. We only had sex together, nothing more. I never had any real feelings for her. When I told her that I was bi she took it hard and made it her life's work to turn me straight. From that point on we had sex almost everyday until it was that time of the month."

"So that's it.?"

"Yes. That's all."

"Do you want a real relationship with me or not?"

Jake looks past me and sees Alissa walk in to the building. His gaze turns to me and replies, "I want more than just a physical thing. I need . . ." He sighs and rubs his head, "No wait I want to have a relationship. When I am with you I just feel so relaxed and complete. I feel like I can be myself and not have to talk or act a certain way."

I can't believe he just said that. I'm at ease to know that he feels that way. I try to contain my self from just rushing over and placing my arms around him. I know he can tell by the way my eyes are welling up.

"We can save that for later. For now I will just walk you to your locker."

"Ok. Do you wanna . . . .?"

He looks at me and smiles. Just from that charming million watt smile, my world melts. Even his sparkling green eyes make me feel like I'm sinking into his soul.

"Sure we can hang out later. If that's what you're asking." he says.

"Yes." I answer with a slight blush."
He walks me to my locker on the second floor of the school. My locker is located in a back corner closest to the wall. Thankfully there are not a lot of people around. I only share this row with three other people and they were not around. After I got what I needed, Jake kisses me and says he will see me later. That kiss of his left my body frail. Just as he pulls back from lips, Chris happens to turn the corner. I wonder if he saw what had happened.

"What were you two doing?" Chris asks.

"Nothing. Why?"

"Why are you two so buddy, buddy?"

"We are not buddy, buddy."

"When I stepped from around the corner it sure looked like he kissed you."

"Don't be crazy. We're both guys." I hate lying to my best friend but no matter how much I want to declare my love for Jake I just can't do it. For now I just hope that I can ease Chris's curiosity so that he can stop asking me so many questions.

"Why didn't you want to sit with me today?" he asks with a questioning look on his face.

"It's not that I didn't want to sit with you." I allow my eyes to fall to the floor before speaking. "He just came and sat next to me." I think he knows I'm hiding something from him but damn it I can't have the whole school know that I like taking it in the ass.

"Let me clarify something to you Danny, that's not the type of guy you should be hanging around with." he starts making little hand gestures as he speaks. "He hangs out with our sworn enemy. Therefore you CANNOT associate with him any longer."

"Who the hell are you to tell me who I can and can't hang around?" I can feel my anger rising. How dare he say such a thing! I know myself and if I didn't storm off when I did, I would have said something I might regret later.

The bell rings with me still sitting painfully in my seat. Damn it my ass still hurts. I struggle not to jump up and scream. I guess the soft seats on the bus cushioned my ass. The hard chairs in school only add to my discomfort. I just can't win this week.

First period is my favorite class, Environmental Science. It's only because we do whatever we want to do. The teacher is such a push over. Ms. Jones is never able to gain control over us. She should have given up a long time ago.

Nothing major happens in this class today and soon the bell rings. Now I have math class, then it gym is after that. Man, a work out for the brain and the body back to back. I just hope my body can endure the strenuous workout the gym teacher has in store for us. I really don't care for gym at all. But I am looking forward to spending time with my Jakey-poo. Class begins and again, I'm sitting here squirming in my seat. Chris sits down next to me.

"Hey, man sorry about earlier. I just. . . ."

"Save it. I know that you meant well but this is my life damn it and I will live it as I please!"

"Quiet down you two." orders Mr. Broswick our math teacher.

"What did you mean by that?" Chris questions.

"Nothing. Now leave me alone." I snap.

As class progresses at its usual pace, I suddenly feel the urge to pee. I don't usually have to since I don't drink that much in the morning, but for some reason I had to go. Raising my hand, Mr. Broswick finally acknowledges me and asks me what is wrong.

"I have to go to the bathroom." I say with a blush. A few of the kid's giggle, immature bastards. Mr. Broswick nods in approval and tells me to take the hall pass by the door.

I get up, grab the pass and head towards the bathroom. As soon as I walk out the door the urge to pee disappears and the urge to find my Jake is on high alert. Looking in the class two doors down I see that he isn't there. Shrugging I consider that maybe he went somewhere or ran an errand for the teacher. So I continue towards the bathroom. When I reach the door I hear someone moaning within. Of course thinking it is nothing since when I pee I moan also; the pressure build up is just too much to bear. So I push in the door and.... I walk right back out the bathroom in fear of losing my sense of smell. I mean DAMN! What the hell are they serving in that cafeteria pork and beans with a side of macaroni and cheese I mean GOD DAMN!
I decide to go in anyway. The smell isn't as bad as I first thought. But the scene that I walk in on is. . . . .

"WHAT THE FUCK!!!"

And now to thank my reviewers.

i want to say thank you all who read and reviewed. it really does mean alot.
SinkingIntoDarkness i am so glad you loved my story. and thats not the last we heard from jake's mom and her bi encounters. in the mean time UPDATE CONDOMS NEVER NEEDED. thank you. ^_^

nette, hi nette. *cough* um lets see. NO YOU CAN'T HAVE JAKE. if you take jake where will that leave danny? and i will threaten you to beta when ever i please so now. *looks triumphant*

TheCagedRibbon i am happy that you find it interesting and i decided to continue and hopefully i will have chapter 4 posted soon.

Eica i guess i did cound desperate for reviews huh? i just didn't know if people liked it or not. hits mean nothing to me. to me its just saying that people may be popping in then clicking out. so thats why i had to put it. *looks sad*

Kawanee wow you only gave out two reviews? thank you for giving me one. it really does mean alot. so thank you ^_^

Nea i hope you continue to enjoy my story and i will post the next chapters as soon as i can. thank you.

and to my Vikky-poo yay you liked it. one of the only two guys that i know that liked my story. *teardrops* thank you so much for reading it and thank you for the pictures you drew of danny and jake.

Anon *high fives back* yay you think i have a pretty damn good story. i actually began to write this on a day that i was bored. i guess that is when i do my best writing. you want to know the truth i havent really thought of this story out. i have no clue as to how i want to end this.

so please don't forget to review. ^_^ by the way guys i am half way done with chapter four soooooo, i have no clue when it will be posted. like i said before my lazy beta reader i mean...well...um...she takes way too long. ok later.