the day my life ended

A.N. I would to thank my beta readers SinkingIntoDarkness and Reiver Visicious for taking the time to go over this story for me. You guys are the best. By the way i couldnt think of a title for this chapter thats why its just .... lol. i'm too tired to think so enjoy and please leave me a review.


With Chris standing there pointing at me, mouth agape while the whole class watched and sat in total silence. I couldn’t help but look dumbfounded. Time felt as if it was at a stand still; while my class seemed to be drawn closer into a void. All I could hear was the sound of my heart pounding against my ribcage. The echoing of ‘you’re gay, you’re gay’ ringing in my head.

“So that explains why I saw you kiss Jake, and the bathroom, the fact that you were gone all last period and… OH MY GOD, YOU AND JAKE HAD SEX IN THE BATHROOM!” Chris said pointing at me.

“What?! NO! That’s not true. I had diarrhea!”

The class was no longer silent. A roar of laughter broke out causing an uproar. The teacher tried his best to calm them down but they continued to be noisy and say all kinds of snide remarks.

“Damn Danny, now wonder why I never see you talking to the honeys. Now I know why.” one student said.

Another commented.

“Wow, I never knew a fag before. We can be shopping buddies. I always wanted a gay friend to shop with.”

The comments continued.

“Shit now we got fags in our school. I hate them bastards.” anger and hate was evident on his face, which was beginning to turn red.

“I say we kick his gay ass after school.”

“Why wait til then, why not just do it now?” stated the angry kid.

“What?! I’m not gay get that through y’all minds.”

“Name one girl you dated or fucked.”

“…….”

I couldn’t think of anything to say. If I told them I slept with Alissa, then word would get back to Jake. Everyone knows that Jake and Alissa are a couple. They may expect him to say or do something. I don’t want to put him in a situation like that. I’m afraid that he might turn on me for the sake of his rep. So then really, there is nothing that I can say or do right now.

“So the fag is at a loss for words.”

“Would you shut the fuckup! Stop calling me a fag!” I looked around the class to see everyone’s eyes glued to me. “AND I’M NOT GAY!”

I grabbed my things and ran out of class. I could hear them making an uproar shouting, “That fag, look at him run. He even runs gay.”

I ran down a long hall stopping to catch my breath when I reached the steps that looked as if they would never end. After climbing those steps, I found myself almost bumping into a stupid teacher who wasn’t watching where the hell he was going drinking his coffee and sporting a pissed off look on his face. His glasses hung high above his nose.

“Well where do you think you are going? Class just started,” he asked with a smug look on his face sipping his steaming hot coffee.

He looked at me as if he knew I planned to leave the building. I stepped back from him but I didn’t get very for being that I had only reached the top step before he came in to view.

“I was going to the bathroom.” I said trying to step around him.

“Now you and I both know that the boy’s bathroom is just at the bottom of these steps to the left. Now Daniel, you’re not the type to go and cut class are you? So why don’t head back to class.” he took another sip of his coffee.

Damn it! It had to be my next period teacher to catch me trying to make a break for it. I decided that I would not go back to them calling me a fag, to the betrayal of my best friend, or possibly getting my ass kick. So one thing came to mind.

“You are right. I’m not the type to cut class but I gotta go.”

I tried to run around him but the bastard grabbed hold of my arm. I pulled back as hard as I could but I couldn’t get loose. He had a strong grip on me. I saw that he still held that hot steamy coffee in his hand.

‘This is it; I know I’m going to get in trouble for this but what the hell. My life couldn’t get any worse than it is now.’

I smacked his hand so that the burning hot coffee went into Mr. Harris’s face. With that diversion, I made a break through the double doors while he shouted curses at me. At the time, I didn't know where I was going. In fact, I didn't give a shit either; all I knew was that I needed to get as far away from that place and as fast, I could. I needed to figure out what my next step was going to be. I looked at my watch and saw that it was only 1:30pm. It was still a few hours before I could talk to Jake about what just happened. I wonder how Jake will react to the events that had taken place today. I know that he has a rep around school as being a player, but I couldn’t help but wonder how this will affect that. I wonder if they will treat him differently now that they know he’s gay or bi.

I couldn’t go home. I knew mother would be there and she would probably beat the shit out of me for skipping school. Wait, what will happen if my mom and dad find out? Oh no, things can only get worse. I pray to God that they don’t call my house. What am I going to do?

As I continued to walk and think, I found myself near a gay bar. The bar was square and had a flashing neon sign that stated Yaoi Lovers Welcomed. I had no idea how I had come across this place. Was this a sign that I should come out to the world? Hell naw can't do that. I would be shot. And as if some god out there had heard what I thought, the door opened as a woman walked out heading down the street. Her back was facing me and I trailed my eyes to her bottom. Her ample bottom, shall I say. Those tight red leather pants left nothing to my imagination. She dropped her purse and bent over; her black thong peeked over her skin as she picked up her item. She turned and faced me. I guess she realized that she was being watched.

It was here, when what I thought was a woman; turned around showing me that 'she' was really a he; and an ugly one to boot! The whole time I thought I was staring at a woman and she turned out to be a man. His Adam’s apple was huge and that 5 o’clock shadow didn’t do him justice. His face was torn up. That was the ugliest creature I had ever set eyes on. What was I thinking? I should have known that was a drag queen because it was a gay bar. I’m so stupid. Wait, I was grossed out by seeing a drag queen. Glad to know that I don’t have a thing for them.

“Hey handsome, looking for a good time?”

I turned around and there stood another drag queen. WTF!

“Hell no!” I replied slowly backing away.

“I saw you staring at Leann when she walked out. You were enjoying the sight.”

“Well, that was before I knew it was a guy.”

“Look, it’s obvious that you’re curious. So why not give it a try? I could just eat you all up,” he said licking his lips.

“Back the fuck off bitch! SHIM! IT! THING! WHAT EVER THE HELL YOU ARE!”

“With an attitude like that you’ll never get any.”

“I don’t want any.” I took off running and thought, ‘Why does everybody just wanna fuck me? Do I have ‘fuck me’ written somewhere on me?’

Soon I found myself in front of my grandparent's house, where I finally stopped, skidding a bit as I did. Looking through the window, I could see Grandpa asleep on his favorite chair clutching the newspaper tightly to his chest while the TV played westerns. Grandma was nowhere in sight. I wondered where she could be. Just as I was about to walk away, she appeared out of nowhere, standing in front of me. Neither of us had spoken since that day I thought my life had ended.

“Hh…hi,” I said a little shaky.

“Danny?” she questioned.

The only thing that was going through my mind was that she was going smack me or cause me some type of bodily harm. But to my surprise, she spoke to me, asking a question.

“Was there something wrong?”

“No,” I said looking at the ground with a hint of red in my cheeks.

“Then, why aren’t you in school?”

“I had to leave.” I tried to walk away once more but she grabbed hold of my arm.

“Won’t you come in and talk to me? Surely you didn’t come all this way just to look in the window and then leave.”

“Well…”

“Please, talk to me the way you used to. I want to try and understand what’s happening with you.”

“Well, ok.”

I followed her in to the house, being careful not to make any noises that could wake Grandpa. I didn’t know if he was still upset with me or not. We headed into the kitchen and sat at a round table that could fit four people. The table was an antique made of maple wood and a new polish finish. It was draped with a white tablecloth with some flowers in a vase centered in the middle. The windows had see through curtains that stopped just inches above the floor. Pictures of various family members clung to refrigerator with the help magnets. The floor was spotless; the room had a fresh pine sol scent. I could tell that she had just cleaned not to long ago.

“Well, you can start now” she said, giving a stern look my way.

“Start?”

“Yes. Start.”

“I don’t know how to start.”

My eyes shifted to the vase trying to hide a smirk when I thought of what I shared with Jake.

“You obviously have something to say, so why not say it?”

“I do?”

“I can see it in your eyes.”

My eyes came to rest on her face. I wondered if I should tell her about Jake and Alissa. She and I were once close. I guess we still are it was just that one incident on Saturday. Maybe she will be the one to love me even if I am bi. So here it goes.

“Ok, Gram Gram. You really want to know the truth?”

“Yes. You know that you can come to me for anything. I love you, Daniel,” concern and some worry in her slightly glassy eyes.

“And I love you, too.”

My heart began to beat fast as I gathered my thoughts of how to say this to her. I closed my eyes tightly thinking of those pretty flowers centered on the table and blurted.

“I’m bisexual.”

I opened my eyes and Gram Gram hadn’t said a word. A dumbfounded expression covered her face. Her hand went to her mouth as a tear slid her cheek.

“Daniel, I…I…still love you no matter what.”

“Then, why are you crying?” I asked confused.

“It was… I was shocked that’s all. I’m just glad to know that you’re not completely gay. It means there is still a chance for you to decide to be with a woman. You can just forget about ever liking guys and just be happily married to woman and have kids and….”

“Gram Gram, I can’t forget about guys. It’s a part of who I am. I like, really like, Jake and…”

“Who’s Jake?”

I can’t believe I just said I really liked Jake. What the hell was I thinking? I didn’t mean to take it that far. I just wanted to let her know that I was at least bi. Damn, I’m so stupid. Well, since I opened up that can of worms I might as well tell her everything, but why does this feel like girl talk?

“Jake is my current lover.”

Her mouth dropped and her brows huddled together.

“You mean that kid that sleeps with anyone one who has genitals? Danny no! Tell me you didn’t sleep with him!”

“I… we… did mess around a little bit.”

“Dear lord! We need to get you an STD test right away.”

“An STD test.?”

That had never crossed my mind. I never thought of Jake as having any types of STDs. I hope and pray to God that I’m clean. If I’m not I don’t know what I’m going to do. As far as Chlamydia, I don’t have discharge or a burning sensation when I pee so I think I’m ok with that one. Gonorrhea, my genitals seem normal and again I have no discharge. This is a good sign. Therefore, I don’t think I have either of those. My mind raced as the thought of having HIV entered my head. My life would be nothing but suffering, in and out of the hospital, being sick all the time and literally wasting away; I don’t want to die that.

“I slept with a girl, too, and the condom came off.”

I blurted that out without thinking. My eyes were opened wide as I looked over at Gram Gram waiting for her to reply. She got up walked to the back door. Her hands clenched together, her eyes shut tight. A few stray tears fell from her closed eyes. The thought hit me like a ton of brick; what if she becomes pregnant and we have HIV.

“You’re turning into a whore! I just don’t know what to say. I can’t believe my own grandson is turning out to be a male whore. ”

“No Gram Gram, it’s not like that. I’m not a whore. They are the only ones I slept with. You once told me that you would love me no matter what. Was that all just a lie?”

Tears fell down my face, I folded my arms, and my face almost turned into a pout as I sat uncomfortably in the chair. The next thing I knew, her arms tightly gripped my body and droplets fell to the top of my head. My heart felt heavy, I was being weighed down by the feeling of abandonment, confusion, guilt and lost. I felt guilty because I had hurt Gram Gram’s heart. Lonely, because just about everyone abandoned me. I’m lost because I don’t know who or what I am anymore.

“Danny, I do love you and I always will. I just want you to be safe. I don’t ever want to see you suffer.”

“I love you, too, Danny.” Grandpa was standing at the door. “I’m sorry for the way I acted on Saturday. I could’ve handled the situation better. I heard everything that was said. I think I know how to make things better. You need a woman. A real woman. One that knows how to tame you the right way and you will never think about another man, again.”

“But Grandpa, I don’t think that I can just forget about guys. It’s not as easy as you may think.”

“Nonsense. A good woman can make a man change. Why, your grandmother here changed me into the man I am today. Back when I was your age, I was in and out of trouble. I used to get into fights at school and get sent home just about everyday. Then, I met her. We’ve been in love since high school. My life changed for the better.”

“But Grandpa, it’s different. I can’t just turn my feelings on and off.” I needed him to hear me and not judge me for being the way that I am.

I wanted someone other than Jake to understand what I’m going through and how I feel. I knew just one thing; that I had to find a way convince them to love and accept me no matter what. My friends and family, I need to get things back to the way they were. Mom and I will become close again someday. I just know it. We will go out for ice cream again like we used to. Dad will come back home and bring Jody. Sara will continue to be the brat she always was and we will all be happy again.

“I’ve got an idea of how to put you back on the right track. Tonight you and I are going somewhere.” He looked over at me with a weird look in his eye.

“I don’t think I like where this is going. George, I hope you don’t plan on….” Grandpa left with the slam of the front door.

A few seconds later he popped his head back through and said, “Be here tonight at eight.” The door slammed shut once more and he was gone.

“What do you think he has planned?” I asked, my curiosity peaked.

“I think he wants to find you a woman.”

“What?!”

“He strongly believes women are the answer to any gay man’s problems.”

“I’m not entirely gay. I still like females, too, plus he said he heard everything. And I believe I said I was with a female. I just don’t understand why he wants to put me through this.”

My emotions were running high. I guess the fear of having something happen was really beginning to sink in. Gram Gram wrapped her arms around me. She rubbed my back saying:

“It’s going to be ok. We will think of about how to fix this.”

“Tomorrow, do you think it’s possible….” I trailed off not knowing how to say this, but knowing it had to be done.

“Yes, Danny, anything I can do just let me know,” she said still trying to comfort me.

I embraced her tightly and began to speak.

“Will you go with me to get that STD test?” I began to shake.

I was tense, scared, angry, and sad. I didn’t know what to expect from that test. I knew that she would go with me, but I couldn’t help but be scared. Would she abandon me if we found out that I am sick?

“Yes, I will go with you. Listen, Daniel, no matter what your grandfather has planned for you tonight, always stay true to yourself. Don’t do anything you don’t want to. And most of all don’t turn into a whore.”

With that said, she walked out of the kitchen and headed for the stairs. For the time being, I had some time to myself. I decided to take advantage of this time and get some rest. I exited the kitchen and went to sleep on the couch.

We were face to face, as he pounded me into the mattress. He quickened his speed, holding my right leg up to his hip as those green eyes of his, held focus to mine. His breath tickled my lips as he leaned forward to give me a sensual kiss sending small quivers throughout my body. His pace quickened. With every move he made, the bed shook and my screams grew louder. My prostate was struck repeatedly. His tongue darted out in to my mouth. He stroke my tongue with his, cutting me off from screaming his name.

Jake pulled out of me.

“Time for a change,” glistening eyes stared at me before roughly turning me around.

This time I was on all fours; I felt him stick his hard as hell cock deep into my ass. He pulled my head back to a harsh kiss and wasting no time pounding the shit out of me. The door swung wide open and there stood Gram Gram. Her hands went to cover her face as total shock took her over. When she finally calmed down, she hollered.

“What on earth do… Danny, you promised me that you wouldn’t be a whore!”

“Shut up old woman, can’t you see I’m fucking my bitch?” Jake had a smirk plastered over his face. “Soon he’s gonna wear the mark of my bitch and everyone will know that I hit that ass.”

“Don’t ever talk to my grandmother like that, again!” I glared at him.

I was mad that he would ever talk to my Gram Gram like that.

“Jake, how could you be so cruel and call me your bitch? You said you loved me and you also said that I didn’t have to get that stupid tattoo. You liar!”

“Well, all I wanted was that tight little ass of yours.” That sexy smile of his was now occupying his face. “A good fuck is all you are to me.”

“What the hell is going on in here?”

Grandpa had entered the room and Jake was still on me but at least this time he wasn’t pounding into my ass.

“Get off of me!” I yelled

“Not til I’m done.”

“Danny, you’re nothing but a whore! A male whore! I can’t believe my own grandson turned out to be like this! How could you do this to your family?” Gram Gram broke out in tears.

It was all a blur and I felt a cold breeze brush over me. When I realized what had happened, Grandpa had tackled Jake to the floor. I pulled the blanket over my shame. Jake and Grandpa were really starting to go at it.

“I’m gonna get you for turning my grandson into your little whore.”

Grandpa threw a punch landing it on Jake’s lower chin. Jake’s hand went to rest at the spot where grandpa’s punch landed.

“You old fuck! You dare to lay a hand on me?”

Jake then balled his fist up and punched Grandpa in the stomach knocking the wind out of him. Grandpa struggled to replace the air that he lost. When he finally caught his breath, hate and anger consumed his eyes and his face became red.

“I’m going to kill you!” he shouted.

“No chance in hell old man.”

He punched grandpa knocking him down onto his back.

“You two stop this right now!” Gram Gram screamed out in horror for them to stop, but they continued.

I was shocked, my brain wasn’t taking the hint to break this up so I sat there watching them go at it. Jake then sat on grandpa’s stomach and began pounding into his face. Grandpa reached up wrapping his hands around Jake’s neck trying his hardest to strangle him. Jake then landed a punch in to Grandpa’s right eye. Another went to Grandpa’s nose and blood began to drip. Grandpa’s grip tightened around Jake’s neck. I could tell because his eyes became red and his movements were that of someone who is struggling for his life. Jake reached to the left, grabbed a small metallic lamp, and hit Grandpa in the head with it. Jake struck him over and over again and blood splattered everywhere over the walls, our faces, the lamp, the sheets and my hands. Jake stood up after Grandpa’s arms fell to the floor and his eyes remained open, just staring straight at me. Like I did this to him as if I was the one to kill him. His eyes then went to the back of his head.

“You killed my grandpa! You BASTARD!!!” as soon as I felt myself able to speak again; I screamed.

I went charging at him. However, right when my fist was about to pound into his smug and bloody face, he gave me a sadistic smirk as he spoke the following words:

“By the way, I have full blown AIDS.”

I woke up screaming and sweat pouring down my face and chest. Grandpa came through the door. I jumped up and hugged him happy that he was alive and in one piece. I looked around the room. Grandpa was looking at me quite strangely. He raised an eyebrow as he looked over to see my blanket falling to the floor.

“Did you have a nightmare?”

“Yeah, it was horrible. You were…”

“What’s going on down there with all that yelling?” asked Gram Gram from the top of the steps.

“Nothing, Martha, Danny had a nightmare.

Grandma came down the steps to have a better look at the scene. She saw one cushion half off the couch, my blanket on the floor, and me drenched in my own sweat.

“That must have been some dream from the way it looks over there. Look at you, you’re soaked. You should go get washed up.”

I nodded and proceeded up the steps.

“I wonder what he could’ve been dreaming about, Martha. I hope it wasn’t anything gay.”

“George, I don’t know what he was dreaming about, but don’t you think we should love him no matter what? We shouldn’t care whether or not he’s gay. I love him and I’m dealing with it. Can’t you do the same?”

“Nonsense, no one in our family has ever been gay and it won’t start now. His father should have been around to teach him how to be a real man. I should have never let our daughter marry a street punk like him. The gayness came from his side anyway. Why, just look at his cousin Earl. He’s fruitier than a box of Fruity Pebbles.”

“George, he is still our grandson. Loving him is the best thing we can do for him for now. Maybe this is just a phase and he will grow out of it. He still likes females. He told me so himself.”

“Looks like I’m going to have to teach him how to be a man. It doesn’t look like anyone else in this family cares about him enough to teach him how to be one.”

I turned the shower on making the water hot, but not too hot. The dream I had was horrible. Getting caught making love to Jake, Jake killing Grandpa, and then him telling me he had AIDS. I’m now scared more than ever to take that test. I am going to refrain from any sexual activity until I get the results. The water flowed through my hair and down the drain. When my hair was wet enough, I lathered it with shampoo and slowly ran my fingers through. The only thing that was going through my mind was,

‘What if I did have HIV or more than one STD? Hell, its possible.’ was the only thing that kept going through my mind.

A few tears dropped from my eyes and I removed my hands from my hair to wipe them away. WHAT A DUMB MOVE THAT WAS! The shampoo immediately began to burn my eyes and I screamed out from the stinging sensation.

“You alright in there?” Grandpa called to me.

“Yeah, I’m fine. Just got soap in my eyes,” I replied hoping he would go away.

“Danny, you need some help?”

Damn, Gram Gram is out there, too.

“No, I’m fine.”

“Wash your eyes with cold water,” she said.

“Okay.” My voice sounded annoyed.

After properly cleaning myself and getting dressed, I went into the guest room to sit and think. I pulled a chair up by the window to look out into the darkened sky staring at the moon. Glancing back into the room, I began to take note of how it wouldn’t be that bad living here with them. If my mother continued to act like that towards me. The room had a 19-inch TV sitting on the wooden stand not to far from the queen-sized bed. The bed covers consisted of a comforter with a moon and wolf eerily staring towards me. Maybe this was a symbol of my life that of a lone wolf crying to the high moon at night. I looked at my watch that read 7:30. As I began to think grandpa walked in to the room.

“I got a special evening planned for you tonight, Danny boy. I have…”

“I’m really not in the mood to do anything tonight. I just want to sit here and think about stuff.”

An angry look materialized on Grandpa’s face.

“It’s not about what you feel like doing. It’s about doing what you need to do. And you need to be a man. A real man. Fuck all this gay shit. It ends here and now. I will not allow any faggots in my family! Do you understand that, Daniel?!” Grandpa’s face was red full of rage.

I looked at him shocked. Those harsh words of his struck a nerve but I didn’t want to get into it with again. I didn’t want to get kicked out and go home to a mother that hated my guts and blamed me for her husbanding leaving us. To not piss him off any further, I just nodded and said I would go with him.

TBC.....


i would like to thank all those who read and reviewed. oh and dranny will crossdress from time to time and he is not attracted to other crossdresser or trannys. he likes his men to be manly and if he happens to be with someone in a skirt, he wants them to be a female. and if there is anyone who have a problem with that then you don't have to read it.


Thank you Tim and Lady Kay for reviewing.

Eica, thanks for continuing to come back and review. ^_^ and sorry for the cliffy again.

Dobby, i am going to try to keep going but my ideas are just draining away from me. so thanks for the review.

SinkingIntoDarkness i'm just glad you had the chance to read it. next time kick your pc and it will act right. lol kidding.

Ok Rosemarius. my friends thought that you were a little harsh with your review. but i didnt take it the way they did. i do value all my readers opinions and i also went back and delete the part about the blood that u commented on. however, you said "this story really lacks of reality" its a fictional story!

Nette thanks for having my back. lol whose the daddy. yeah you're right i do need to work on that. danny get a break a think now. ^_^ i love putting him through all this crap. and no i wont write you fics unless u write mine. *sricks out tongue* and buy me a toy.

Sakuya your welcome. in that case i may have to add another bathroom scene. lol thanks for the review.

Zuko11y12, i'm really sorry about the cliffy. i got really lazy that day and just said screw it. i quit and sent it to be processed. im glad you like the story. i guess you're going to start hating me cuz danny is going to go through a lot worse things than he is going through now. sorry. i know such a shame. poor kid. you promised me a cookie if i updated. *pouts* where's my cookie. *still pouting* oh and thank you, you are another person that said this story is somewhat realistic and you feel like you're there. that really means alot so thank you. i guess that means that i am doing something right. *but still pouting. looking for a cookie.*