the day my life ended

i would like to take the time to thank my beta readers Reiver Vicious for correcting my grammar and nette for throwing a few lines my way and for what little editing you did, if any. thank you to SinkinIntoDarkness for alway telling me my stories dont suck. ok i hope you guys enjoy this chapter and please leave a *Review*!!!

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A cold expression with burning brown eyes stared straight at me as if I was the one to blame for the scene he had just come across. His bone structure reminded me of someone close to me. It must be all in my head. Damn, him of all people who had to walk in on us. Couldn’t it have been somebody else? Like someone without brown skin fuming with anger? He looked as if he may have been…jealous? He couldn’t be…could he? If so, why the hell would he be?

“What the hell are you doing, Jake? I know you ain’t gay. Tell me you and Alissa didn’t just fuck him!?” he yelled.

Jake handed Alissa and I our clothing and told us to dress quickly. After I was fully clothed, I saw Arnold and Jake talking. Arnold growled at Alissa and glared at me.

“What the hell are you getting mad for?” Alissa asked wrapping her arms around my man. I then glared at her as she set her gaze upon me. She slowly undid her arms and placed her left hand on her hip while a smile crept over her lips. “Don’t get huffy. He is my man too.” She winked.

“Why are you acting like you are taking this personal?” asked Jake.

“I’m not,” he hissed. “It’s just that I can’t believe that you’re fucking other guys. Are you gay?”

“You weren’t asking all these damn questions before. Hell, I even fucked you and you know it. I had you screaming louder than one of my bitches.” A wide smile smoothed over Jake’s lips.

“Wait, you fucked him?” Jake looked over at me. He seemed to have forgotten that I was standing right here.

“Hell naw, that nigga ain’t fuck me. He knows damn well he didn’t.”

“Yeah right,” interrupted Alissa who was now fully clothed and adding Chap Stick to her lips. “He had your ass sprawled on the bed hitting notes louder than Mariah Carey. I heard you keep begging him to go deeper. You weren’t even interested in fucking me. I watched y’all the whole time.” Alissa began to imitate Jake and Arnold fucking. “'Oh, Jake... Yea....deeeper...aahaa harder....shit...nnnhh. Yea, right there...ahh.’ Need I continue?” she asked, winking at Jake, and smirking at Arnold . I just stood there as if I was part of some evening sitcom gone wrong.

I would have never expected Arnold to be anything near gay. Maybe it was all that hard time he spent in and out of correctional centers. Maybe he wasn’t only Jake’s bitch, but a few other people’s bitches, too. I hope Jake was never made anyone‘s bitch, but some day I would like to take him.

A fierce look was written on Arnold ’s face as he turned to Alissa and said, “You better shut the fuck up with all that bullshit you spitting out ya mouth. He ain’t fucked me. Say one more thing and I’ma bust that big ass bottom lip.”

“You know damn well I tore that ass up,” Jake gloated.

“Hold on! Who the hell do you think you are talking to? You gonna make me whoop ya ass.” Alissa began to take off her earrings.

She lunged at him punching him in the chin. Jake grabbed hold of her and swung her around so that way he would be between the both of them. “Will you two stop acting like three year olds? Damn, now as I was saying, what the hell are you doing in here?" Jake questioned. He eyed Arnold suspiciously.

“I was looking for you. You were gone just about the whole damn period. Now I see why.” His eyes flared as he glanced my way then back to Jake all the while rubbing his chin.

“Did you miss me, boo?” Jake winked at him.

“Look man, stop saying that I was your bitch. I wasn’t,” Arnold said in a harsh tone.

“Oh yeah? Well, I got proof that you were his bitch.” Alissa smiled. “Pull down your pants,” she demanded.

“What?” both Arnold and I were shocked. I know one thing; I do not want to see his ass or his dick.

“Why would he need to pull down his pants?” asked Jake.

“Don’t tell me you forgot. Remember the day after we all fucked, we went out and got those tattoos. And you picked them all out for us.”

“Oh yeah, I can’t believe I forgot that. That’s proof right there. Take ’em off. If I never made you my bitch then you wouldn’t have the mark of my bitch.”

“Mark of your bitch?” I questioned. I hope he don’t plan to mark me like that. I stood there eyeing Arnold with a sense of sympathy. Nah, that wasn’t it. But then when I looked at Jake I felt used. As if I were a throwaway blow-up doll he got tired of playing with. If I meant that much to him, why would he flaunt his so-called "bitches" in front of me?

Jake moved towards Arnold and quickly grabbed hold of his pants and began to pull them down. As his pants began to fall, I saw what appeared to be a pink penguin on his left butt cheek.

It was a pink penguin tattoo with a word bubble that says ‘I heart Jake next to it’?! I was in total shock.

Jake looked over at me with a triumphant look on his face. The look on my face was total- disgust. Why did he feel the need to prove to me that he fucked Arnold ? Therefore, I’m just another one his bitches? The smile slowly disappeared off of Jake’s face.

“What’s wrong?” he finally took proper acknowledgement of my feelings.

He saw the hurt on my face and the sadness that was quickly developing in my eyes. The bell had rung and Chris popped his head through the door. I walked passed him and headed to my next class.

“Hey wait up!” Chris yelled.

I slowed down and waited for him to catch up to me. He handed me my things.

“I got worried when you didn’t come back to class,” he said in a concerned tone.

I kept my head down and began to walk. My eyes were tearing up as the feeling of being used came over me. I clenched my fist tightly and tried hard to swallow the knot caught in my throat.

“Hey man, what’s wrong? You look like you’re about to cry. What did I walk in on?”

“You ask too many questions, you know that?”

“Well, I’m just trying to find out what’s going on. All of a sudden, I see you hanging around Jake. Then you were gone all period. And then I find some girl, Jake, that bastard Arnold, and you all in the bathroom together. What the hell did I walk in on?”

“Look, shut the hell up! It’s none of your damn business what’s going on! Just stay the fuck out of my life!” A few tears flowed from my eyes as I descended the staircase and pushed through the locker room doors. Luckily, there wasn’t another soul to be seen. I decided to seize the opportunity to take a shower as quickly as possible.

Before I went into the shower, I walked over to the lockers and grabbed my shorts, a towel, and a bar of soap. All were things I brought from home. Once I reached the shower, I stripped as quickly as possible. I turned the water to my liking, this time I made sure it wasn’t too hot. I allowed the water to flow through my hair and down my body trying to wash away the evidence that I allowed another guy to fuck me.

I felt so low, so stupid, and so used. I mean, what the hell was I thinking letting him take me like that, again? I’m not gay. I was just experimenting; that’s all it was, anyway. What I’ve done is just a thing of the past and nothing more. Besides, I still like girls. Alissa is proof of that. I still can’t believe I let him use me like that.

Shame and guilt covered my thoughts. I dragged the soap over my chest and over the few parts of my back, I could reach. When I reached my lower center, I stroked my cock slowly and tried to wash it as best as I could. I heard a thump and quickly turned my head. A few footsteps could be heard coming from the hall that led to the showers. ‘Who the hell could that be?’ I thought to myself. I know for a fact that classes have started so I don’t understand why there would possibly be another person coming into the showers.

“Couldn’t get enough could you?” he said creeping to the side of me.

“Huh?” I looked over and saw Jake standing there, naked. He looked so damn good. I couldn’t take my eyes off of him. The way his abs looked as the water from my shower hit them and the way…

“Hey, are you alright?” he asked.

“Yeah. Why?” I asked waking out of my daydream.

“Nothing, but is there a reason why you’re holding yourself?”

My face turned red as I quickly removed my hand. “Its not what it looks like. I was cleaning myself that’s all.” ‘Why the hell is he here? Shouldn’t he be off with his bitches and their pink penguins?’ I thought to myself. “So, what are you doing here?” I asked with a hint if sarcasm.

“What’s wrong?” he asked as he gently rubbed my face.

“Nothing’s wrong.”

“Then, why are you so hostile all of a sudden? Just a little while ago didn’t we have a good fuck?”

“A good fuck? Is that all it was to you? I gave you my virginity. Before you came along, I was innocent. I had never had sex, nor were these thoughts of being with another man crossing my mind.”

“Oh yeah, what about fucking yourself with a dildo? That’s something a fag would do. You call that innocent? No, I think not. So don’t try to blame your actions on me. You only have yourself to blame. The only thing I did was help you to live out your fantasy. So why the hell are you complaining? And what we shared was different than what I have done in the past with other people. I actually have feelings for you. I want to be with you. Can’t you see that?”

“The thing with a dildo…was just me experimenting, that’s all. Don’t you ever call me a fag, again! If you care about me, then why did you feel the need to flaunt your bitches in front of me like that? Am I just another bitch to you? That’s the way you refer to them; as your bitch. Am I just a bitch? Tell me. Am I? Huh, am I?”

“Face it, you’re gay. People will call you much worse things than that once they find out. I didn’t mean to flaunt them in front of you like that. I like you A LOT. I really do I wish I could prove it to you.”

“Oh my God, are you going to tell people? Please don’t, ’cause I don’t know what I will do or how my family will react if they find out that I slept with you.”

He pressed his lips to mine for a passionate kiss. It felt as if all my troubles were melting away. He pulled me into his arms. That blanket of love and trust returned and I felt so much better as if a weight had been lifted off my shoulders, but I wondered if I should just forgive him or try to move on. After all, I still think that he may be using me.

He ran his fingers through my wet hair and stared deeply into my eyes. “I’m so sorry that I caused you to hurt this way. You have to believe me when I say that I do care about you. Tell me, how can I prove it to you?”

“For starters, you can stop sleeping with Alissa and never sleep with Arnold again. Do you think you can do that for me?” I asked him with pleading eyes. To me if he promised to do these things and actually do it, then I could forgive, love, and trust him with all my heart. “I need you to be faithful to me. Will you at least do that, please?”

He took a moment or two before he answered. I could tell that his thoughts were in deep turmoil. I guess he was having trouble deciding whether or not he could do these things for me.

“I’m not making you any promises, but I will try. I have to tell you that I am addicted to sex. I need it constantly, if you haven’t noticed. The time that I fucked Arnold was only a one time deal. He loved it so much that he keeps trying to fuck with me and he gets mad when he sees me talking to other guys. So you don’t ever have to worry about me fucking him ever again.”

“If you don’t mind me asking, why?”

“Because that’s not something I should have ever done in the first place. He’s my best friend and that’s a line that should have never been crossed. Things change when you screw your friend; things never return to being the same. You always think of them naked and whether or not it was a good fuck.”

“Was he better than me?” I shouldn’t have asked him that. My face turned crimson as I quickly backed away from his embrace. “Don’t answer that. I should not have asked you.”

“You were a much better fuck than he was. Virgins make the best lovers and you know that you are the best lover that they ever had.” he said with a chuckle.

I blushed deeply at his comment. For the remainder of the period, we spent the time washing off each others’ bodies. Soon, the bell had rung and we dressed quickly. Now it was time to eat. Unfortunately, Jake already had plans go out with his friends and since I don’t fit in with them, I decided not to tag along. So, instead I went looking for Chris.

I approached the door as the other students exited. As the last one left, Chris was no where to be found. I spotted him down the hall coming from another class. “Hey, Chris,” I said walking towards him. “I’m sorry about earlier. I just had a few demons I needed to work out but I’m ok now.”

“Look, I’m tired of you blowing up on me then turning around and apologizing and acting like everything is ok because it’s not. This is going to stop here and now. “

“There are some things that I’m going through right now and I…”

“So what! A lot of people go through things. That doesn’t mean that it’s ok for you to take your issues out on other people. Get that through your thick skull!”

I eyed Chris accusingly. "So my issues aren't as important to you as I thought. Can’t I have some peace of mind without you hovering over me like some fucking woman? Let me have my space and maybe I wouldn’t explode like this." I walked towards the lunchroom without another word, leaving Chris to his own thoughts.

Damn, the line was almost out to the door. ‘I’m just gonna have pizza or something quick.’ I exited my current line, walking over to a much shorter one that held about thirty people. My stomach growled and soon hunger pains developed. I had to be standing in line for about five minutes before I noticed Chris in an opposite line staring me down. Neither of us could tear our eyes off one another and we refused to say a word to each other. After I purchased my lunch, I headed to my usual table placed by the window.

Soon after I was all set to eat, Chris sat beside me placing his tray down hard. “We need to talk.” he said taking his seat. “Listen, I don’t want to be at odds with you. You’re my best friend and I want to know what’s going on in your life.”

I looked at my food and slowly placed the slice of pizza in my mouth. After swallowing my first bite, Chris began to talk once more. “Will you tell me what was going on earlier?”

“What?”

“The bathroom?”

“Huh?”

“You know. You Jake, Alissa, and Arnold.”

“I don’t know what you are talking about.” I said taking another bite then sipping on my Mountain Dew.

“You know exactly what I’m talking about. In the bathroom, you were with Jake, Alissa, and Arnold. You guys were…”

I got up quickly and placed the remainder of my food in the trash as I left the cafeteria. Chris stayed behind and finished his food. The bell rung and I found myself wandering the halls until I was at my next class.

Once again, Chris was seated beside me. The tension between the two of us could be sliced through with a machete. He pulled out a piece of paper and began jotting something down. A short while later he passed it over to me. It read: “Are you still mad at me?” It took me some time to think. Finally, I took out some paper and began to reply.

I wrote: “I’m not mad at you. There are things going in my life that you don’t know about.”

“Then why won’t you tell?”

“It’s hard for me to deal with these issues now.”

“If I am suppose to be your best friend, then why the hell won’t you let me in on what’s going on. That’s what friends are for, to be there for one another, to help out the other and to take and throw punches for one another.”

As much as I hated to admit it, he was right. He is my best friend. And friends should share these types of things. Right? So maybe I can let him know what’s going on with me. I passed him another note stating that I was going to tell him.

A look of relief appeared on his face as he wrote me another note saying. “Out with it already.”

I took my precious time as I wrote this last one. “What if I told you…?” I began tapping my pencil for at least five minutes on my desk as Chris looked at me with an annoyed expression upon his face. Finally, completing the note I passed it over to him.

He took the note and looked it over then looked back at me. He looked back at it again then glanced at me. The next thing I knew, I heard a loud crash. It was Chris’s chair landing on the floor and him pointing at me and shouting “OH MY GOD, YOU’RE GAY!”


*TBC*

AN. sorry guys for another cliffy. to be honest, i am running out of ideas. the story isn't going the way i originally wanted it to. so thats the real truth behind the cliff hangers and shorter chapters. sorry about that. please do leave a review.

SinkingIntoDarkness your so mean. Y_Y you really did promise to buy me a puppy, but anyway thanks for the review. i guess i have to watch what im doing while i write so that way i don't leave out letters for words like the "as" that should have been a "was". honestly, *whispers i like evil cliffys* shhhh dont tell nobody.

Vicky-poo thank you so much for not being grossed out by reader my story. cuz ur a guy. and thank you for inspiring me to write. or shall i say for threatening me to write that day. *glares a million daggers* anyway, thanks for your support.

Eica i am always glad to see that you return even though the story is starting to suck. i just added the girl to the mix to keep my readers guessing...i think. there will be more twist and turns and unexpected events if this story goes on. which i hope it will. and i hope you continue to enjoy it. thnkx.

Notsuki Haruda sorry didn't really mean to leave it as a cliffy like that....or did I? hmmm as i was saying im really happy to know that my story interest you.

nette i had to get a new beta reader. you weren't doing your job. and i didn't get one behind your back. i told you from that start about what i was doing. and thats all i have to say. *turns and walks away faster than you*

Raven im glad you love my story. ^_^ thank you.

Drew hmmm...maybe she will end up preggers who's to say she will and who's to say she wont and if so who will it be by. *insert evil laughter* will danny stay with jake? truthfully i dont have the answer to that. im just making it up as the story goes on. jody will be coming back by the way. and there is something about a brother and sister. ^_~ wouldn't you like to know who they are?

Kawanee thank you. im glad you liked my lemon. ^_^ i can also see that your as sick and twisted as i am. very nice, the video club, the teacher walking in. now thats a thought but sadly i decided not to let it be a teacher to catch them. i just thought it would be interesting to add arnold to the mix a bit more before something is revealed about him.

Curush did those events really take place? if so, if i was him i would never be able to face my mother after being caught doing something like that. O_o all i can say is wow. i hope you continue to enjoy reading my story. thanks for the review.

Yushi Kira you didn't like my first chapter. T_T thats the one i actually enjoyed writing. but i am happy that you kept reading. you posed a good question with alissa. i never thought about her being on the pill. condoms were the only things that popped in my head. i didn't plan or think this story through, really. i just know that danny is going to go through hell when this is all over and done with. this may also turn in to something that you're gonna skim through yet again. T_T well with some chapters anyway. thanks again.