Purple Sky
Lassie OOC
This a tribute to all the LGBT suicides out there, and for those who chose to stick around, I'm telling you don't give up! The title is based on Greyson Chance's song Purple Sky, and he says names of some of the kids who committed suicide. At the end of the story, I will mention all those names.
The beginning is just an intro, it sound stupid and obvious but I'm just trying to explain things. I'm really happy with the rest of it though.
The character Eric is based on my friend, whose name is mentioned at the very end of the song, in the live version.
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"Jules, you there?" Shawn knocked on the door of Juliet's apartment.
"Go away." Came the muffled response.
"Jules…you okay?" Shawn began to worry.
"I'm fine. Go away."
Shawn could hear in her voice that she was crying. He pulled the spare key out of the plant next to her door. "I'm coming in." He said. He turned the key and slowly pushed the door open to see Juliet in her pajamas, crying on the couch. Shawn rushed over. "Jules! What happened? Shh, it's okay. What is going on?"
"Nothing, Shawn. Leave it alone."
"Was it a boyfriend? I'll kick his ass." Shawn said in his best Beavis and Butthead voice, but it failed to make Juliet laugh. He turned serious. "Jules, you can tell me anything. I promise, I won't tell anyone what it is if you don't want me to."
"Shawn, it's not-it's not a big deal." She sniffled.
"If it's got you this upset, then to me it is a big deal."
She sighed. "15 years ago today, my brother killed himself." She said flatly.
"Oh Jules," Shawn tucked his arm around her and pulled her closer.
"My parents were homophobic idiots and he was gay so he hung himself."
"Oh my god, Jules, I'm so sorry."
"That's not it though. Yesterday in the car, Lassiter went on a homophobic rant about how all gays should kill themselves so they can go burn in hell." She was crying again now. "He's such a jerk"
"He is." Shawn agreed.
"And I had to sit there and listen to it because I didn't want to say anything, so I was practically crying next to him while he went on and on and it really hurt because of my brother and because I'm bi." She finished, looking up as Shawn to see his reaction.
"That's…so hot." Shawn said.
Juliet laughed. "I get that a lot."
"Listen, Lassiter's a jerk. What he thinks doesn't matter. Don't let it get to you."
"I'm gonna request a new partner." Juliet stated.
"Okay. Okay, you should do that. He doesn't deserve to have a partner a awesome as you."
Juliet smiled. "Thanks, Shawn." He pulled her closer. "I love you Jules." He whispered.
"What!" Juliet flung herself to the other side of the couch.
"No!, I didn't mean-"
"Get out." Juliet said.
"Jules please, that's not what I meant!"
"Shawn, I really have way too much to deal with right now. I'm sorry, but get out."
Shawn looked like he wanted to say something more, but he respected her wishes and left the apartment.
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NEXT DAY AT STATION
"Chief, I want a new partner." Juliet said firmly. Chief looked surprised. "Any reason?" "Lassiter's a jerk. He's an asshole and I can't work with him." "Did you two get in a fight? Partners do this all the time, I'm sure it will all blow over soon. Do you want some more time to think about this?" "No, I'm positive about this." "…Okay. I'll see what I can arrange."
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Lassiter gently grabbed Juliet's elbow as she quickly wasked past him. "O'Hara, Chief Vick says that you requested a new partner? Is this true?"
"Yes. Leave me alone."
"What? Was it something I said? O'Hara, you know I care about you."
"It was everything you said, Lassiter."
"What? What did I say?" Lots of people were listening now.
"Your whole homophobic rant yesterday. The things you said just…ugh! Why be against love? You said faggots burn in hell, and you know what? My brother was a "faggot" and I still loved him every bit as much. And fifteen years ago today, he killed himself because of ignorant people like you. I hope you're happy, because every single word hurt, Lassiter. You have blood on your hands. The blood of hundreds and the tears of millions. You can fight against poverty, and famine, and win, but when you fight against love, everybody loses." With that, Juliet marched away in tears through the crowd of people who had surrounded to hear the argument. Every single person there shot Lassiter nasty looks of disgust, and he even got some middle fingers.
He stood there in shock for a minute, before mentally slapping himself. He knew he deserved worse.
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Juliet ran to the parking lot and locked herself in the car. She dug deep into her glove compartment and pulled out an old cassette tape and popped it in. When she was little, her brother, Eric, had said that he made her a mixed tape of all their favorite songs. She didn't end up actually listening to the tape until after he died. When she had listened to it for the first time, she realized that he hadn't made a tape of all their favorite songs, but instead it was a tape of him singing all their favorite songs. When she first listened to it, she laughed for ten minutes then cried for three hours. She sat in her car, silently singing to an hour worth of Queen, Aaron Carter, and some Michael Jackson. When she dried her tears, she went back into the police station, only to be confronted by Chief near the door.
"O'Hara, there you are. I heard what happened with Lassiter."
"Heard from who?"
"Well, everyone."
Juliet felt her stomach lurch. "You mean everyone knows?"
"From what I heard, the argument was pretty loud."
Juliet sighed and fanned her fingers through her bangs.
"Anyway, I wanted to tell you to take the rest of the day off. I'll work on finding you a new partner." Chief said. Juliet nodded. "Thanks."
Juliet drove up to the beach and spent the rest of the day sitting on the rocks, reading and listening to music. By the time the sun went down, Juliet decided that she needed some drinks. Before she went into the bar, she sat in her car and listened to her favorite song by Greyson Chance, called Purple Sky, about all the LGBT suicides, and in the song, he named some of the kids who had taken their lives, he mentioned Eric's name.
Another day we will survive
Another day is worth the fight
Today we will rise
We will walk the rainbows
And take over the skies
Don't let them change you, no
Cause you are beautiful,
Just like the purple sky
Eric and Billy, we remember,
She almost cried all over again when she heard Greyson sing Eric's name. She needed drinks. Bad. She entered the bar, sat at a booth and ordered a beer. So laydlike. She was almost the only one at the bar on a Monday. There were a few other people at the bar or at tables. She turned her head as two people entered. A very handsome man, maybe late 30's in a tux, smoking a cigarette, and a pretty young woman probably mid twenties. They came over and the man sat next to Juliet, and the woman sat on the other side of him. They ordered cocktails and waited for them.
Juliet found it odd that they sat next to her when the rest of the bar was empty. The handsome man turned to face her. "Is that Duncan's raspberry wheat beer?" He asked, looking at her bottle.
"Yes." She answered.
"Allison here has been raving about it, but I've never tried it, would you recommend it?"
Juliet shifted uncomfortably. "Um. I guess."
The woman, Allison, gasped. "I love your necklace! Where did you get it?"
"It was a gift." From Shawn.
"It's beautiful. I'm Allison, this is Casey.
"I'm Juliet."
"Nice to meet you" Casey said, and they shook hands. Soon they became pretty well acquainted, and it was obvious that they were a couple, but Casey kept sending signals Juliet's way. Finally, she found out why.
"It's my birthday, and we were wondering if you wanted to hit up a club with us, you know, the tree of us, like a threeway, but nothing sexual." Casey said. Juliet smiled. "Sure." "But, one thing, as my birthday present, Allison promised I could watcher her doing some hot makeout sesh with another woman. See, she's bisexual. What do you say? Are you into that kinda stuff?"
Juliet usually never went anywhere with people she just met, and had she been sober she would have seen how sketchy this situation was, but she was five drinks in, and all reason had left her. She giggled. "Yeah. I'm into that."
Casey smiled. "Good." He nodded again. "Good."
They left the bar and went out into the cool crisp night air. "We're parked over here." Allison said, pointing to the far corner of the parking lot. "Oh." Juliet wondered why they were parked so far away. When they got to the car, Casey turned to Juliet and gently pushed her against the car, leaning down to her face.
Oh, are we doing a sexy-businessman-make-out scene? Good choice.
But before he kissed her, he shoved her hard against the car and stepped back.
Flick. Allison was walking towards her with a knife.
"H-Hey…what?" Juliet's words slurred, and she stumbled.
"It's because of faggots like you that our nation is turning to shit. You are the reason we are losing the war." Casey growled and wrapped his hands roughly around her neck. Juliet made a short gargling sound. "God is trying to punish people like you, and that's why we're losing tens of people every day. All of you need to be locked up and burned."
Juliet's instinct kicked in and she thrust her knee up into Casey's crotch. He howled in pain and Juliet began to run. Her drunken state left her struggling to stay up straight, when a sharp pain tore through her arm. She fell to the ground to see Allison had stabbed her. She kicked her off but Casey yanked her up by the arm. Juliet was way too drunk to fight them off. Allison sharply yanked the knife out of Juliet's arm. Next thing she knew, she was flung to the ground and was being kicked in the ribs by a hart-toed shoe. "Oomph." She could swear she heard a rib crack. Her mind rushed back to when she was little, being forced to watch her father beat Eric in this same way. Because "that's what happened to faggots." Guess it is what happens. Juliet did what she saw Eric do so many times and what she had to do on a couple occasions: She tucked her knees up to her chest and curled in a ball, face down, hands clasped to the back of her head, leaving her back fully exposed but her major organs protected. She heard the trunk open, and the sound of clinking metal, and a few seconds later, a hard thwack of the metal bar hitting her back and hands. "Stupid dyke!" Casey yelled and struck her again across the back. This continued for what Juliet assumed to be a few minutes, but to her felt like hours. Just when she thought it was finally over, she felt a rough shove from Allison pushing her over onto her back. Allison had an apologetic look in her eyes, like she didn't really want to be doing this. Casey came over with his cigarette, lifted up the front of her shirt while Allison pinned her arms. He pressed the burning tip of his cigarette to her exposed belly and she hissed in pain. He repeated this at least twenty more times, before he pulled her pants down. The things he did next were unspeakable, let's just say he was trying to teach her to be straight. Pretty soon, Juliet passed out.
"Casey, stop it, I think she's dead!" Allison said fearfully. "What? No she's not." "Let's just get out of here, someone's gonna find us." "Fine." Casey and Allison rushed out of there, almost hitting Juliet with their car.
End of Chapter One.
Tribute to the kids lost to suicide because of anti-gay bullying.
Tyler, Phoebe, Eric, Billy, Megan, Raymond, Seth, Justin, April, Brandon, Matthew, Jared, Meredith, Jeffery, Zack, Asher, Jamey
If you ever need (email is in bold) someone to (Darwin)talk to, I'm always (5197)here and (at)will (G mail)always answer, email me.
I have the next two chapters written, just have to find time to write them up. I'm really happy with them though!
