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Here is the first chapter, here is the Prequel, located in my journal, or just scroll down. And, if you like it plz vote for them in GaiaArenas. Vote for Prequel, Vote for Chapter 1
Sex, Lies, Love, and Pain
Chapter 1 – The Art of Storytelling
I placed my stuff down in a corner of the room, and flopped down onto the bed, to try and at least get a few hours of rest before my flight back to my hometown. I didn’t really want to go; I didn’t really need to go back. I was doing fine for myself, I met someone who loves me, for me, and he isn’t ashamed of us. I was going to school, I had a pretty good paying job writing for a magazine; they were more popular with the gay community. Of course I didn’t mind, I just wish that my works would be viewed and liked by a larger audience. After the many things that happened back home, if you knew, if you were me you wouldn’t want to go back. That’s the reason I left, so that I could get away from it all. More like I ran away though.
That place branded an unhealthy scar into my heart. So many things I left behind, so many things I left unsaid, so many things I should have done, so many I shouldn’t have. There are many things I should regret; you’d think as the way I was explaining this to you now that I would or want to regret this. But, I don’t, I learned from my mistakes and look at me now. I’m the person I had always wanted to be, the person I always dreamt of being. I’m living on my own two feet, I don’t depend on anyone but me and I have a job that will help me to get me where I want to go in life. My life was anything but boring, anything but the life I had before.
That last thought had tired me out, and my eyes were finally beginning to wander into the darkness, when all of a sudden Jake had burst into the room.
“Hey, sleepy head!” He said laying down on the bed embracing me in a hug, from behind me, giving me a small kiss on the cheek. “So…are you all packed for when we go?”
I didn’t answer as I was already falling asleep. “Hey, I’m talking to you, come on wake up really quick. We need to make sure that we have everything. Besides, we can do all the sleeping we want on the plane.” He began to whine.
“Mmmhmm…” Was all I had managed from my sleepy state. He, then began to pull me up, “Come on! Or else I wont do that thing you like so much…” he began to tease, “you know, the one with my tongue.
And there went my few hours of rest, he was going to pay for this.
At the Airport
We sat there, waiting for our plane to arrive. Why, anyone would want to leave New York was beyond me. I love it here; it was the very place that I’ve always wanted to b; a place where everything was going on. You never really missed a beat of anything here.
I guess living in small towns your whole life, will do that to you; wanting to get out and see the world. I’ve always the whole fast-paced life, and now that I have it, I wouldn’t have it any other way. I’m just glad that I have someone to share it all with. Jake.
“So,” he started “You’ve never really told me anything about your previous years of high school. I mean, I know everything there is to know about ‘you’, but I don’t know anything about your life; prior to the one you have now, with me.”
“Um—“I began, but he cut me off, already knowing what I was going to say. We’ve had this conversation a few times, and I really didn’t feel like having it again. But, damn, he sure is persistent.
“The only thing I know is that somebody hurt you, and then you left, or ran away. And, you haven’t had any contact with any friends or family. Now, that we are going to be finishing off our senior year there, don’t you think I should know exactly what happened there? Don’t you think I should know who your pretending doesn’t exist anymore?”
“I don’t think you really want know. If you knew who I was back then, what I did, you wouldn’t look at me the same way anymore, Jake.” Turning away as I said this.
A confused look was all he gave before he started to speak again.
“How do you know how’ll react? Just tell me, I want to know.” He was getting a little annoyed by now, you could tell because he was starting to raise his voice, and you could practically see the steam coming from his ears. People were starting to stare.
Why do I always have fights with my boyfriends in public places? I think he guy upstairs has one sick sense of humor.
“You just wouldn’t, okay?”
Giving me a reassuring look; as if knowing everything was going to be okay, he said, “Try me.”
I gave it some deep thought, and then decided why not?
“Well, it was the first day of school, August 2005, freshman year…” my voice trailed off as my story began.
With that, once again I had to relive the bad memories. Pandora’s Box, I had sworn to never open again.
 passion56321 · Sat Jul 19, 2008 @ 04:16pm · 0 Comments |
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Sex, Lies, Love, and Pain - Prequel |
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I will be updating this story as new journal entries, so for newcomers and those who have missed anything, I will be providing links to all previous chapters/updates. Flashbacks and such will be viewed in red font.
Description
This about two boys in high school who find themselves in each others arms, only problem is Damian, the popular jock-type person has a girlfriend, and Robby, the quiet loving person, have to keep their realtionship on the down low. Damian is confused and torn between his girl, and the passionate feelings he has towards his newfound lover. Being best friends is a good cover, but how long can that last? Watch as these two struggle to keep their secret relationship a secret, Discover the lies they tell, the love they find, and the pain that never ceases to end. If You end up liking this story, please Vote for Sex, Lies, Love, and Pain.At some points in the story, there will be some graphic scenes, such as cursing and or adult actions. As far as cursing goes, I will bleep those out, and for the other scenes, for those who want them I can and will send them via email. If you want them, just send me a pm through gaia. But only if you want them. I will try to get them to you as fast as I can. If I dont send them soon, just keep pestering me through gaia pm's.
Lies, Love, and Pain
Prequel – The Story/Past or Present?
The Beginning
We were around the entire school, which is different for us. We never really have any contact in school in front of everyone, let alone fight here. But it couldn’t be helped, I couldn’t take it anymore. I felt the tears slowly fall down my face; the pain I felt burned itself into my heart; as if to never let me forget this moment.
“Just tell me” I started as even more tears burst out, “Look me in the eyes, for once, and tell me what it is you want from me.” I could see the fear and confusion in his eyes. “Because, I am sick and tired of these lies Damian, I won’t -- I can’t do it anymore.”
He opened his eyes after closing them for a brief moment, as if he was thinking. It took him a few moments to answer. “I-I don’t know. I really don’t know.” He said as we each let out another burst of tears. He didn’t even look me in my eyes-no he couldn’t even look me in the eyes; even as he said this.
To say I was angry or sad would be one hell of an understatement! I was beyond angry; way beyond sad. To be honest, I really don’t know what I was thinking at this very moment. But, I do know what I had said next, “You know what? I don’t know either. For the past three years I thought I knew, I thought what I wanted was to be with you, but I don’t know anymore. You’ve caused me so much pain.”
I was beginning to get a little light-headed; another shot of tears came flying through as I stumble to keep myself balanced. “I…I love you so much -- it hurts.” I manage to get out between gasps of air. “It hurts so much!”
“I’m sorry.” He manages to say
What was he thinking to say he was sorry? Did he honestly think that, that was going to fix this problem? I cannot believe he just said that!
“You’re sorry?” I snapped back, “That’s all you can say, is your sorry?” That was the last straw; this was the last time he was going to hurt. This is the last time he was going to see me, the last time I was going to see the one person I truly loved. The very last time the students of this school would ever see the face that they could have cared any less for.
“You know what? Just forget about it, because we’re done.” I say as I turn around to leave. But he grabs my wrist forcing me to stop; if only for a little longer.
“Wait!” He tries to say, but I cut him off, yanking my arm away from his.
“NO!” I shout, “I’m done waiting for you, Damian. I’ve waited three years too long!” And with those final words I was gone forever. Gone for good, I left never looking back. That was the last time I ever saw my friends, who I had loved and trusted for so long. But I couldn’t face them, not after that. The last time I ever saw that school again and the school boys and girls that lied within its walls. The last time I was ever going to see my everything…or so I had thought.
My name is Robby, and this is my high school story. Every dirty little detail, every secret, every nasty lie, and everyone I had hurt for just one person and the person that got hurt the most…me.
It started innocently enough. We were just friends; at least that is what I thought. Three years ago, if you had told me that I would soon be starting a secret relationship with the boy of your dreams that would cause you so much pain. I wouldn’t have believed you, but that is exactly what had happened. I met him my freshman year of high school. I never would have thought that he would be the object of my deepest affections and my greatest pain.
We became friends, and not too long after we became a whole lot more. I loved it; to be honest I couldn’t believe it. But we had to keep us on the down low. Of course I didn’t like the idea, but if I wanted it to keep on going I was going to do anything and everything in my power to keep it going. He was my first love, my first everything. I only feel sorry for his girlfriend; for she had no idea just what kind of friendship he and I share. She just thought I was another one of his guy friends, if she only knew that I was so much more.
Now three years later, into senior year and I don’t think that I can take any more of it. The on-off-again relationship we have shared for the past three years was starting to tear me to pieces. All the lies I’ve told just to be with him in secret. My friends, my family…so many things I have missed out on because of him. I just couldn’t bring myself to end it; so many times I have come so close to bringing an end to our unhealthy lustful romance, but every time I stare into those dark brown eyes to end everything. I can not bring myself to do it. I just couldn’t…why was that?
passion56321 · Fri Jul 18, 2008 @ 02:06am · 0 Comments |
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Sex, Lies, Love, and Pain |
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I will be updating this story as new journal entries, so for newcomers and those who have missed anything, I will be providing links to all previous chapters/updates.
Description
This about two boys in high school who find themselves in each others arms, only problem is Damian, the popular jock-type person has a girlfriend, and Robby, the quiet loving person, have to keep their realtionship on the down low. Damian is confused and torn between his girl, and the passionate feelings he has towards his lover. Being best friends is a good cover, but how long can that last? Watch as these two struggle to keep their secret relationship a secret, Discover the lies they tell, the love they find, and the pain that never ceases to end. If You end up liking this story, please vote for it in the arenas. Vote for Sex, Lies, Love, and PainAt some points in the story, there will be some graphic scenes, such as cursing and or adult actions. As far as cursing goes, I will bleep those out, and for the other scenes, for those who want them I can and will send them via email. If you want them, just send me a pm through gaia. But only if you want them. I will try to get them to you as fast as I can. If I dont send them soon, just keep pestering me through gaia pm's.
passion56321 · Fri Jul 18, 2008 @ 01:43am · 1 Comments |
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