" I will always love you Dark Link."
I can't forget those words. He told me that, but did he mean that? I wouldn't know. His name is Link and he's my age, in my class who was the sweetest guy I knew.
I don't know what had happened with him. Link was always kind and bright. He knew what to say at the right time and never lied. I swear, this guy was a pure angel sent from God himself. I suppose I should go into better detail. I guess I'll start where it all began, which was our first day in high school.
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I remember not wanting to go to school at all. School was such a pain in the ass for me. All the students hated me and I hated them. I guess it was better than staying at home; I did have a crazy father and mother at a place I guess you could call home. As I gather my stuff together, such as lunch and my books, I glance over at my father who speaks of killing some man.
I sigh to myself as I head off. I don't bother to say that I'm leaving; my father might have second thoughts. I go on the trail to school. Girls are smiling as the gossip about who knows what while the guys try to put mirrors on their shoes. I never cared for girls to tell you the truth; I just found them disgusting and stupid.
Of course, no one knew this. Honestly, I didn't like any men until I met Link. I hated people period and I thought nothing could change that. I was very naïve. The place I live in is VERY religious, so it would be impossible to be gay here without getting shot.
I didn't have a religion because of this. How could I believe in a God who hated everyone that wasn't straight? It pissed me off beyond limit hearing that. My father and mother don't really care for religion either. We are the outcast family. No one would want to be around us. They considered us demons and would tell me it's not too late to save my soul.
Whatever though. What would I have to look forward to in the future or after death? Nothing.
I finally reach school grounds. My house is such a distance unlike everyone else's. I roll my eyes as people laugh at me. They laugh at me because I look different. We have uniforms, but I still stand out even if my clothes are like everyone else's. I'm pale and have the pitch black hair of an emo. My eyes are a bloodshot red which make people think I do drugs. Of course, what they don't know won't hurt them. More about the drug stuff later.
The point is - I stand out.
I head into my deserted classroom. I always arrived early whether I wanted to or not. The teacher was late, as usual. She was a pure slut. She's had sex with so many students and teachers. She even tried to seduce me once. I'm surprised that hasn't been called a "sinner". I sigh to myself as I pull out the old ripped text books. Ruined from past students, but still readable. This school is beyond poor.
I hear the door slam open and then hear sudden footsteps run close to me. I look up confused and see that whatever it was had disappeared. I mumble some random words and get back to looking through the faded pages.
"RAWR!" A sudden yell.
I jump out of my seat, my heart pounding against the skin of my chest. I look up and see a smiling angel. His hair was a dirty blonde, but in the right light was soft and glowed gently. His eyes were deep and made you want to stare into them forever. I was lost in his gaze as his beautiful eyes locked onto mine. He held out his hand which has the perfect tone of flesh.
"I'm sorry, you just looked lonely." He grabbed my arm and pulled me back to my trembling feet. "I thought I could make you smile!" He smiled at me. God, that smile.
His smile is what I loved most. He was always smiling and it was such a warm and welcoming smile. His lips looked so tender and soft. I wanted to run my fingers over them to feel them. I wanted to know if lips could really be soft and tender unlike my father's whose was rough and dried.
I couldn't smile back. I wanted to and on the inside I really was, but my pride got in the way and I felt cornered and rushed. I felt confused and happy. I was frightened but yet calm. It was such a weird feeling and I hated it. My heart was still beating and it was just complete silence. His smile soon turned into a confused one as he watched me.
"Do you not like me because I scared you?" He asked in such an innocent and cute voice!
His voice was something else. It was deep but gentle. His voice was so full of innocence and youth that anyone could fall in love with it. His voice was clear like an angels and it knew how to break an awkward silence.
"I'm sorry!" He pulled me into a tight embrace which made me so red and speechless.
I didn't want to, but I pushed away. It was going way too fast for me and I had never been greeted so kindly before. He was like a little child wanting attention from a complete stranger. I looked up at him with my pale face now a deep red. I felt like I was going to cry, I bet I looked like it too. I began to run off but he grabbed my wrist and held me close again.
His embrace seemed warmer and… How do I say... Real. It's hard to explain… It was just different from the previous one. I wanted to pull away, I knew I should of. I could of, but I wouldn't. I cried in his warm chest as he held me close. We didn't say much during that.
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Class was starting up now. We stopped embracing as soon as we heard students entering the once silent halls. I sat by myself, as usual, as people surrounded him and gave him praise. I couldn't help but feel jealous. I rolled my eyes as people praised him much more. The teacher than walked in and noticed him. A big, seductive grin spread across her slutty lips.
"Well! Looks like we have a new student!" She had some weird accent. Like a redneck's. "What's your name, sir?" She licked her dirty lips, as she examined his amazing built.
He ran up to the front of the class and looked over at me. A smile showed on his face as he watched me look at him.
"Well! My name is Link." He said cheerfully. "I come from the big city not too far from here. My father got a better job and I moved here over the summer."
All the girls squealed as the listened. They loved him even more for being a city boy. The guys whispered to each other as they probably wanted to know the girls chest sizes and how tight their ass was in the big city. Link didn't understand obviously, his stupidity stood out like a bright star in a cloudy, hopeless night sky.
Everyone flocked to him, once more, asking the most retarded questions. I didn't care. I looked down at the faded text book and felt more alone. I suddenly feel hands on top of mine. I look up hoping it wasn't him.
"Don't be so alone!" Of course it was him. "Come over and be social with me!"
I shook my head. As I was about to speak, some stupid cheerleader sluts came up and put their arms around Link's.
"Liiiink." She cued. "This guy is the devil himself - Let's go my little clueless, sexy puppy."
Link looked at me confused and hugged me. Oh god, I was so red and speechless. I was so embarrassed. Once again. This time it was worse. In front of the entire class! I'll be loved much more now…
"I've always wanted to be friends with the devil!" He gave her some weird grin that I couldn't read, but she looked very offended and shocked. "He's my best friend! Either he joins in or not."
Everyone was either speechless or whispering. I couldn't help it; this was just too much for me. I ran out of the class room, steaming tears running down my pale face. I didn't know where I was running and didn't care if I would regret this later. I just needed to get away.
I heard footsteps behind me, but I ignored them. Probably stupid jocks wanting to beat me up. Call me gay for having Link do that. I couldn't breathe anymore; my chest was hurting so bad. I stopped at a dead end at an abandoned hallway.
"W-why are you… running?" He was panting. Link was. Why did he chase after me?
"What are you doing?!" I began to yell and I didn't know why. "Trying to make us both seem gay?! For Christ's sake we are surrounded by thousands of idiots who would gladly burn us to the steak!"
I kept yelling, but I can't remember what I said. He looked a little hurt which made me feel like utter shit. I stopped as he looked like he was about to cry. I didn't know what to do! I can't handle this!
"W-why are you crying?" I ask nervously.
"Because what you're saying is rude and offending!" He yelled. "Not everyone is like that! I'm not. I didn't mean to act like that! I-I just can't help it!" His tears were getting worse. "I want to make you smile for once!"
He pulled me into a tight embrace once again and cried in my shoulder. I felt terrible. I made this innocent angel cry. I made a terrible first impression. Now he would never want to know me.
"Please stop crying." I said, my voice shaking slightly. "I can't handle this. I'm not use to it."
He looked up at me with his depressing deep eyes and then smiled.
"That's okay! We can get through this!" He held my hands in his and pressed his forehead against mine. "Let's be the closest friends ever, okay?"
How could I decline? We became the best of friends that very day.
It was the greatest mistake I had ever made.
OH SHIT. My first Yaoi fiction. I'm new to this. Please review? :D Yes, stupid name. Buut the best I could
think of.
Thank you for proof reading Haley! This is for you
