My Best Friend's Gay
By Eldameldo Puddlehopper Laiqualasse
Started on 01-27-04
Part One: If he told you his biggest secret - how would you handle it?
'Deacon Blue' is © to Steely Dan 'Return of the king' is (c) to new line something or other and I own digimon ...
okay I don't, I just own yama-rolls which aren't even in here.
This is not a happy chapter. Be forewarned. And I think that statistic was at least acute two years ago.
CHAPTER THREE
~They got a name for
The winners in the world
Well, I wanna
Name when I lose!~
Akema and his 'posse' were the worse. Out off all the ones who got after Taichi, they where the ones I was worries he couldn't handle.
Once, I even threatened to call the cops on 'em. I wish I would of.
It was only a couple days after when it all happened.
Taichi, Sora, and myself had gone to the theater to watch the 5:30 showing of 'Return if the King.' Sora's mom didn't want her walking home, so she waited at the theater while Taichi and I walked home.
Ya know, statistics say that 95% of fatal accidents happen 5 miles from the home. They were talking about car accidents, but we were a block from Taichi's place.
We were laughing and talking and quoting what we could from the THREE HOUR long movie. Akema was walking toward us. We both though it best to ignore him, and move on. I guess he didn't agree - 'cause he never gave us the opportunity.
He refused to let Taichi by. I finally got mad, and shoved him out of the way. He shoved me back, and I punched him. I can just hear my mom - 'Boys.'
Taichi was yelling at me to stand down. Guess he saw what I missed - Akema's 'Posse' had used that moment to surround us.
Taichi maybe decent at fighting, but we both know I have a slight problem with the loosing factor. But knowing this and heeding this are a bit different.
They had Taichi down easy: six to one. I was doing my best against Akema, which actually was not bad. However, Akema doesn't fight fair.
He got under my guard and punched me. At least, I wish he had. It hurt a whole lot more that a punch does.
I was gasping for air, and as I fell to my knees, I reached down to cradle my side. I pressed my forehead against the cement as my blood spilt on the ground.
Jou once told me to apply pressure to open wounds, and that's what I was doing.
The blood was rushing so fast, that I couldn't hear anything.
Akema wasn't facing me, so I got one good hit in before the others held me down. I was so cold. Like when you first step out of a warm shower, and the air hits you ... like that, but ... colder. My legs were freezing, and so were my hands.
I tried to say something, but I guess my voice was broken.
I was shoved against something ... maybe a car? and suddenly the cold was gone. It was white-hot pain, gripping my entire body. Distantly, I could hear someone screaming, such profanities, I could've washed out their mouth with soap.
The pain never went away, but it would die down. When they switched. I only stayed conscious though the first two. After that I realized ... my voice wasn't broken. But my eyes were, 'cause everything gave way to a splash of color, then nothing.
I guess I'll be sucking soap when I wake up.
=do you all hate me?
By Eldameldo Puddlehopper Laiqualasse
Started on 01-27-04
Part One: If he told you his biggest secret - how would you handle it?
'Deacon Blue' is © to Steely Dan 'Return of the king' is (c) to new line something or other and I own digimon ...
okay I don't, I just own yama-rolls which aren't even in here.
This is not a happy chapter. Be forewarned. And I think that statistic was at least acute two years ago.
CHAPTER THREE
~They got a name for
The winners in the world
Well, I wanna
Name when I lose!~
Akema and his 'posse' were the worse. Out off all the ones who got after Taichi, they where the ones I was worries he couldn't handle.
Once, I even threatened to call the cops on 'em. I wish I would of.
It was only a couple days after when it all happened.
Taichi, Sora, and myself had gone to the theater to watch the 5:30 showing of 'Return if the King.' Sora's mom didn't want her walking home, so she waited at the theater while Taichi and I walked home.
Ya know, statistics say that 95% of fatal accidents happen 5 miles from the home. They were talking about car accidents, but we were a block from Taichi's place.
We were laughing and talking and quoting what we could from the THREE HOUR long movie. Akema was walking toward us. We both though it best to ignore him, and move on. I guess he didn't agree - 'cause he never gave us the opportunity.
He refused to let Taichi by. I finally got mad, and shoved him out of the way. He shoved me back, and I punched him. I can just hear my mom - 'Boys.'
Taichi was yelling at me to stand down. Guess he saw what I missed - Akema's 'Posse' had used that moment to surround us.
Taichi maybe decent at fighting, but we both know I have a slight problem with the loosing factor. But knowing this and heeding this are a bit different.
They had Taichi down easy: six to one. I was doing my best against Akema, which actually was not bad. However, Akema doesn't fight fair.
He got under my guard and punched me. At least, I wish he had. It hurt a whole lot more that a punch does.
I was gasping for air, and as I fell to my knees, I reached down to cradle my side. I pressed my forehead against the cement as my blood spilt on the ground.
Jou once told me to apply pressure to open wounds, and that's what I was doing.
The blood was rushing so fast, that I couldn't hear anything.
Akema wasn't facing me, so I got one good hit in before the others held me down. I was so cold. Like when you first step out of a warm shower, and the air hits you ... like that, but ... colder. My legs were freezing, and so were my hands.
I tried to say something, but I guess my voice was broken.
I was shoved against something ... maybe a car? and suddenly the cold was gone. It was white-hot pain, gripping my entire body. Distantly, I could hear someone screaming, such profanities, I could've washed out their mouth with soap.
The pain never went away, but it would die down. When they switched. I only stayed conscious though the first two. After that I realized ... my voice wasn't broken. But my eyes were, 'cause everything gave way to a splash of color, then nothing.
I guess I'll be sucking soap when I wake up.
=do you all hate me?
