The Innocence Of Night - 2. Chapter 2

The innocence Of Night

Chapter 2

I knew what Brandon was thinking before he could even react. I thought to myself that if Brandon were to react as I did, I would be on my back, on the floor as he was. That never stopped me from climbing on top of him and beating the shit outta him, just because he deserved to feel what he was dishing out to everyone that even considered looking at him.

I started punching him in the ribs over and over again. I kept punching until my fists felt like they were needed elsewhere on his body. As I moved my fists to his face to see how it would feel, I hit him once and it felt so good to finally be able do it. My second punch broke his nose. Hearing the bridge of his nose snap from underneath my fist, the sound reminded me of wishbones being pulled apart. It felt weird to hit him, but at the same time, it sure felt good as fuck. I looked at Brandon's body and I examined the damage I had done. He had a broken nose, bloody lip and busted ribs. Now what else can I break to teach him a lesson not to fuck around with me, ever again? I finally decided to break his arm; I slid over him and twisted his left arm until I heard it pop. I smiled! I whispered in his ear, "How does it FUCKING feel to hurt just like everyone else everyone you’ve hurt?"

He cried, "YOU FUCKING BROKE MY ARM AND MY NOSE!!" I started to laugh it off and as I stood up. Sam yanked me by the upper arm to get me away from the circle of chanting people before I could do anymore damage.

We ran as fast as our feet could carry us towards the school. We had to stop to catch our breaths. Sam smacked me so hard, that I couldn't believe it. I looked down at the grass and started to walk away. "I'm sorry I hit you", was all I heard as Sam's steps matched mine.

I just kept walking, drowning out the sounds of his footsteps. I thought, "How could the boy that I love so much; hit me? How could he?" I found the nearest exit and I ran. I ran and didn’t look back to see if Sam was following. I ran a block and a half away from the place where I’d felt betrayed. I still couldn’t believe what just happened. Just then, the guilt set in, not just about beating the shit outta Brandon. But the hurt I felt about Sam as well. Sam meant more than anything, because I loved him. After running about 15 minutes, I came to a corner, stopped and started to cry, more like sob. I told myself there is no reason to cry about someone who didn’t like you back anyway.

All of the sudden a car shrieked to a stop, making me almost shit my pants. Looking up I saw it was my mom, who had found me crying on a lonely corner. She got out of the car and helped me into the passenger seat. I must have looked pitiful, because she looked just as sad as I did. We had to pass the school on the way to our house. As we did, I saw Sam and more tears fell from my eyes. I just kept my head down and looked out the window. I was too ashamed to have my mother look at me like this, but she didn't. She just kept on driving like nothing was happening next to her. We pulled up into our driveway and as soon as my mother put the car in park, I bolted from the car so she couldn’t see me like this. I ran up into my room and locked the door behind me. The sound of my lock closing made me start to cry. I must have been in my room for quite awhile. The house seemed way too quiet, I knew something was up.

My mother must have heard me crying, because she knocked on the door asking me to up it for her, but I told her "no." She said "Just open the door someone is here to see you!" "I don’t want to talk to no one, go away!"

"Will you please open this fucking door, I didn't mean what I did...gawd!" he said.

"What happened in school today, Sam?" Mother asked. Sam said, "Well... when we got to school and got off the bus, Jeremy saw Brandon and punched him in the eye. Then after school Brandon wanted to start a fight so Jeremy fucked him up good!" "What… what the fuck happened in school son?" My mother asked me again. "I don’t want to talk about it, leave me alone!" I said. I could hear my mother walking back and forth in front of the door. "You better open this door before I knock it down!" she screamed. I said, "NO... I know what you’re going to do to me!"

I thought, ‘Before my mother decides to bust down my door, I'm outta here.’ Therefore, I looked at my window and opened it as quietly as possible so as not to let my mother hear anything. Then, I went out on my roof and I sat there for a few moments to collect myself. Before I giving myself a heart attack by jumping down off the roof and hitting the green with a thud. I looked back up at the roof.

“It was just 10 feet, not so high.” I said. As I turned my body around to walk away from the house, I saw Sam waiting for me. Like always, I knew he would be, he is so predictable.

When I got up to him he said, "Can we talk?" I pushed him aside and just kept walking. Half of me wanted to go back, but the other half wanted to keep walking, and that’s what I did I kept walking. I looked over my shoulder to see if my mother or Sam was chasing me, but neither of them was. What a relief! But in a way I wanted to them too.

I stopped for a second to get my breath, as sweat started to form and run down my face. I stayed there for one or two minutes and collected myself, but I started to walk away again. While I was walking I looked at the all beautiful things that were once loved. I looked at the pier that was coming up, and at the sign that said Sundial. I thought to myself that this pier’s name is very awkward for this town.

I got closer to the entrance of the prier, seeing all its beauty but with no-one around to claim it. I looked at the railing of the dock and heard the water licking from the side of the lake/river. I walked towards the beautiful sound, putting my hands on the bars as I looked over to see into the deep, dark and beautiful water. The water was a mixture of blue and green that called to me, even in this dark of night. I was thinking to myself, “The water looks so inviting why not just jump in and let the water swallow me whole?” Then I heard a voice.

I spun around to see who it was or where it came from. "Hello? Anyone... out there?" No answer. Damn, must be my mind playing tricks on me, but then I heard it again, someone was here with me. It scared the shit out me once I saw a shadow in the darkness moving across the concrete to one of the darkest corners of the pier. It seemed like a ghost gliding over the concrete.

"Hello?” NO answer, “Anyone… there?" My voice was shaky, my knees were weak, and my heart was racing. Then the shadow spoke again and scared the shit out of me even more.

"Are you going to jump it already?" he said.

"What!?”

He asked, "Are you going to jump it?" "W-w-what?” I asked even more petrified

"You heard me, don’t hesitate. The more you think about it the more you won't want to!" He said.

Why is this shadow so interested in me jumping? Is he a killer or something? Who in their right mind would want a 14 year old to jump so badly? I looked over to where the voice came from, and there were these gold-ish globes floating in mid-air.

"C-c-could y-y-you at-at-at l-l-least come o-out of the d-dark, so I w-won’t have to w-worry about y-you k-killing me?"

"Sorry Jeremy, I can't." He said

When he said my name, my face drained all of its color. Saying I was shocked would be an understatement of the century.

The way he spoke was so soothing and calm. I didn't dare take my eyes off the figure, afraid of what he might do if I did. The mystery was killing me not knowing who he was at all.

I asked again, "C-can y-you p-please c-come out of t-the s-s-shadows? I d-don’t f-feel c-comfortable t-talking to y-you l-like t-this!"

"Like I said, I can't, at least not right now," he said.

"W-why not? Is there s-something you’re hiding f-from me? And also, h-how do you know my n-name?", I said. I was still really scared.

"I know a lot of things about you Jeremy." he said.

"Well would y-you at least give me y-your name since you a-already know mine?!"

"It's Asher!"

"Why are y-you here and what d-do you want from me?" I asked.

"I can't let you see me, because you wouldn’t be interested in how or why I'm here talking to you!" he said. And I thought, “Isn’t that the Truth.”

I again thought to myself how does he know that I wouldn't want to talk to him once the shadows went away?

"Because Jeremy, if you see me you’ll only be distracted... So listen up." He said it in the sweetest most calming voice that I have ever heard! "You think that it is hard in the real world, but you have no clue what is beyond your reality right now!"

"Why don't you come out of the shadows, so I won't have to worry about anything?"

I was so scared at that moment I didn't want to move; terrified that he would hurt me. So, I stood still. I did nothing to make him think that I would run or scream. I couldn't have screamed even if I wanted to. It was like something took my voice from me and my knees started to shake. I looked over into the dark trying to figure out if I could see him. But with every glance I got, he would move further and further into the darkness. The only things I saw were those floating globes and they looked like green and gold saucers. I couldn’t take my eyes away from those globes; they scared me so much I couldn’t look away. He must have sensed my fear of him because he spoke up again.

"You shouldn't be afraid of me Jeremy. I'm not going to hurt you!"

“How do I know that you won't? I don't know you and you don't know me!" I was barely able to get out. My voice must have sounded pathetic to him.

I turned my back, trusting him to his word that he wouldn't hurt me. I moved closer to the rail looking for my answer in the water, and began to think how my life turned to shit. Everyone I knew has turned his or her back on me, even my best friend. My mother would yell at me for no reason. Even though most of the time I really did deserved what I got. I didn't care for other people as I cared for my best friend. My best friend was all I had to hang onto in this place, but ever since he realized I'm gay and that I loved him, he turned on me. After 10 years of being my friend, he reminded me of Brandon who has also turned his back on me. I hated myself for what I’ve become. I couldn't handle how people would judge me when they didn’t even know me. Maybe I walk funny or my voice doesn’t match the other guys’ voices, but I’m different and don’t fit in.

As tears the started to fill my eyes, I couldn't help but realize how my life went to hell after my dad died. I hated my dad for just dying and leaving us where we couldn't pay the rent, and even when we did have money to pay the rent there wasn’t enough to feed ourselves let alone take care of the other bills. But somehow everything got little better. I had Sam, for awhile, to get me through everything. He seemed like a friend that would do almost anything for you, that is, until now. Asher spoke again, saying, "I know that you had it tough for awhile."

"How do you know what I was thinking?" I asked.

"I can't tell you, just not yet."

"Why can't you tell me anything? How do you know so much about me?" I asked.

"Just call it a gift of sorts" he said.

I turned back around to face the golden, floating orbs, but this time he was in a different spot, as if he was trying to hide something. I just didn't know what. I put one foot out to walk toward him, but my knees were too weak to carry me anymore. I had to hold onto the railing, really too scared to go closer to Asher than what I already was. Every step I took in his direction he pushed himself further into the dark, but little by little I was getting closer. I saw his hair flying in the wind, a reddish brown thrown together to make you drool.

"What a sight," I said in a whisper, feeling my cheeks heat up from me blushing. His hair could take your breath away, by how it swayed in the wind. I came closer to Asher I saw some of his skin, just a piece though. I couldn't see the whole picture. It was like walking into a fog where you couldn't see two feet in front of you. Asher, he seemed around my age, maybe 14. His color is what I would describe as tan but somewhat pale. You had to be there to understand it. He again moved slightly further into the dark so I couldn’t see his face, even though I had already.

"What are you doing out here, at this time of night?" I asked.

I didn't get a response like I hoped for, so I kept talking to Asher until I saw a sparkle from his right eye. I couldn't help but wonder why he was he crying... was it me? Did I do this to him? Did I make him cry?

"No Jeremy, you didn't make me do anything. I just can't talk about it right now. I... just… can't. Ok?" He said.

"I want to know why you’re crying." I asked.

"I'm not here for me, I'm here for you!" he said.

"What do you mean? You’re not here for you, but for me?”

"How many months have you been coming out here Jeremy? And don't say that you don't know because you do!"

"I don't have a clue as to why you’re asking me. You should know the answer, especially since you seem to know everything else about me!" I said, not knowing what this conversation was about.

"Jeremy, even though, I know why you’re here. I still don't know how many months you have been coming out here. Are you looking for answers or suicide?!”

I didn't want to answer. I bit my tongue to keep from answering. "You still haven't answered my question Jeremy. So I will ask again. How many months have you been coming out here!?" Asher demanded.

"I really don't know... I mean I come out here to escape from the world, it's too much to handle at my age!" I said. Tears started to fill up my eyes, but I held them back. Not a single drop fell from my eyes.

"So why do you come out here to get away? What is there for you to get away from? Jeremy, you have a life! Every human on this planet they take life for granted! Have you ever slowed down enough to take time to look at the sun or the flowers or anything else? The people in this town are greedy… They don't care if you’re hurting, lost or even dying. As long as they ain't bothered by you they are happy. They take it all for granted. Until one day when it’s all gone they want to whine, bitch and complain that it isn’t fair. That life didn’t give them everything, so I say fuck them all!” Asher said.

"I don't get it... ummm... ain't you... just like us? Human?” I felt like I said something wrong. "How can you just stand here with me and talk about humans taking everything for granted. I just don't get it!" I said.

"Ok Jeremy. Do me a favor, if you think that your life isn't worth anything, just jump and get it over with!" Asher said.

"One minute... A minute ago you told me not to jump, and now you’re telling me to jump! If I think my life isn't worth living anymore? Well it isn't! You try to live my life and see if you don't want to kill yourself too! You’re talking all this shit about me? What about you Asher? Huh? That’s what I thought. You know what, FUCK YOU ASHER!"

I was beyond pissed at this person... He doesn't even know me and talks to me like he’s been my best friend or something? What an ass! He thinks I give a shit anymore? Well, I don’t. But he is cute as hell. I will give him that. I went over to sit down on the bench to cool down. I didn't want to come off like he did. I had to say something, especially after what he just said to me. I mean, that was so uncalled for, for Asher to say that. I sat there waiting for Asher to say something else, but he didn't. I looked at his back, staring at the top of his reddish brown hair… mhmmm. Oh, how I just wanted to run my hands through it, to feel the silkiness of it. Shivers ran up my spine and made me quiver at the sensation. My eyes roamed down his back, going so slow that I had to blink to focus again. His t-shirt barely hid his muscles and that pale white skin of his. My eyes travelled down even further and I realized his body is fit for a teenager, just like mine. His hips were so sleek and smooth. I longed just to touch them once, but I knew he wouldn't let me. It took me a minute or two to move my eyes again and then they travelled directly down to his ass. That ass, OMG! His muscles worked together to make me hard in an instant. It seemed so lick-able, sooo delicious; it made me want him right then!

I tried to calm down, but I couldn't. The more I looked at that ass the more I wanted it! I was stuck in a trance drooling for what felt like eternity. I blushed, and tried to hide it from Asher to make sure that he didn't notice me with an erect member, but there was something there I could feel. It was like he knew what was going on with me at that moment. I can't explain it really. I thought I heard a snicker and then a sniffle to hide it from me. It occurred to me that he already knew what was going through my head but he still didn't want to share anything with me. I wondered to myself why would he snicker and then sniffle. It just didn't make sense… Is he laughing at me? I started to get teary eyes from the thought of him laughing at me. I was lost in my thoughts at that moment, not knowing what to think.

I took my eyes away from Asher, even though I could perfectly picture him. The sounds of the water and the wind relaxed me just enough to close my eyes, but I instantly opened them again. I was afraid of what Asher would do to me at this point.

I concentrated to calm my nerves again, and closed my eyes. I started by trying to get my mind off of everything. At first, I pictured Sam, just talking to a couple of kids that we both knew. But then it was like my mind took control and flipped over to Asher all on its own. I could feel my erection getting hard again, but I didn't care. The only thing I concentrated on was Asher, who was sitting right next to me on the bench. He took my breath away, just watching him sit next to me in silently. I watched his lips moving as if he was talking to me, but I couldn't hear anything. I watched as he just sat there for a moment and shared a stare with me… I wanted to kiss him. I felt my cheeks get hot again until I knew Asher saw it as he put a smirk his face. I bent forward, hoping that he would meet me halfway. Once those luscious full lips did meet mine, it was like fireworks! I felt as if I was in heaven! I could die right here and feel happy for the rest of eternity. It didn't stop there though. We shared a wonderful French kiss and our tongues entwined in a dance of love. I could feel it! Our kiss broke after just few a moments. Looking into his eyes, I imagined the color to be blue because haven't yet looked into them in real life.

I moved my way down his t-shirt and tugged at it playfully. I think he knew because he started to lift it up so slowly torturing me. As more skin started to show, my mouth started to water. I just wanted to touch and suck at that beautifully pale, perfect skin. I was amazed at what I saw, like little hints of abs forming. It was so attractive I stared at it for what must have been like forever all the while drooling down my chin and shirt. He lifted his shirt up to his chest and revealed his tight Pecs, which were like little blocks, but nothing freakish. I moved my face forward to lick but I didn't. I wasn’t sure if he would disappear right in front of my eyes. It was so temping, it drove me wild and sweat was building up on my forehead just waiting for the chance to touch him. I moved my hand slowly toward him, and when I made contact with his skin, it sent shivers down my spine. Everything in that moment felt so surreal, so vivid. I moved my hand from his stomach up to his chest. I had to taste him now, to know what it was that was driving me crazy. As I got closer I felt the heat radiating from him. My tongue touched his chest and quivered as I moved toward his nipple, squirming as the salty but oh so sweet taste of him made me almost explode with ecstasy. I wanted more! I wanted him in me, all up within me! I wanted every square inch of him! Oh God, I found myself looking up at Asher, and the expression on his face said it all at that moment!