A Story

Outside I can hear gun fire it lasts for about five seconds, I then hear footsteps approaching. For some reason I think it’s the shooter coming back the door opens and it’s the swat team, I looked at them and they at me. “Help us” I say in a whisper, some call for medics to come to the supply room. About three firemen come into the supply room and take the soldier away immediately, by now the soldier is unconscious. One fireman stays behind he reaches out and tries to touch my shoulder, I jerk back. The fireman than looks down to my ass “Ah shit” he says in a loud voice, “I am not going to hurt you” he says in a calm voice. The fireman than gets a grey blanket and places it over me, covering the bottom part of my body. “Its okay” the fireman reassures me, he then helps me up and we start to walk towards the door. As I look at him he is actually not bad looking, he has white skin, a pointy nose that goes with his masculine face, he’s around 22 years old, and has green eyes. As we pass through the lobby I see the body of the shooter, he has at least ten bullets in his stomach. As we pass the body I see a bullet in the middle of his forehead I give a small smile. We reach outside; we had to take the stairs to where the ambulances were waiting. The fireman than reassures me he has his right arm around my mid back and the other hand across my chest. My bloody right hand is on his chest near his chin at the corner of my eye I see a photographer, I place my forehead in his right cheek. The fireman helps me into an ambulance I didn’t realize that we were holding hands. He looks at me and tells me that ill be fine I let go of his hand and he steps off the ambulance. We stare at each other for a while until the paramedics close the door.

When I arrived at the hospital it was all a blur. The staff cleaned me up and did some test to see if I was okay. The next thing I know I am on a bed in a room, in mid dream I can hear my mother crying. I try to open my eyes but all I see are shadows. It was midday the next day when I woke to some familiar faces, by late afternoon I was out of the hospital. I was home and walked towards my room, limping the whole way. School was canceled for about two weeks, a week has passed. Every night I scream in pain, it seems that every time I close my eyes I see that man who raped me. I feel like Bella screaming in her sleep because Edward left her, except my situation is much worse. It was on a Wednesday when my mother forced me to go to a shrink. She works in the court house as a secretary, she and family have free unlimited sessions with a shrink. It was around midday when I arrived at the shrink’s office, I looked at the name in the door. Dr. M Acosta I open the door, her assistant then tells me to “wait she will be with you in a little while”. The waiting room is small enough to fit at least six people; I was the only one there. As I waited I suddenly realized that I didn’t know if the soldier survived, my best guess was that he didn’t. My thoughts where interrupted when the Dr. came through the door, “welcome” she said and told me to come in. her office was nice all made of wood with a lot of books, her desk, two silver couches and a good view of downtown.

We both sit at the same time before she spoke I asks her if she was married to Mr. Acosta the English teacher at the university. She looks at the ground for a minute with a sad expression, I quickly apologize. “It’s okay” she tells me while trying to hold back her tears, “Did you know him” she asks me. I nod saying that I had his class for the semester, I then tell her that I am sorry for her loss. “Thank You” she says in a low voice, both of us stay quite for a minute. I then break the silence by saying “Listen Doc I don’t know why I am here I am recovering as each day passes and I am fine” she looks at me for a while. She tells me that she has spoken to my mother and was concern about my midnight screaming. “Tell me about it” she says in a calm voice. I take a deep breath and say “He wasn’t my first; I have had bigger penises up… there before” she nods while looking at me. “I guess it hurt so much because of the fact that he had a gun to my head” I continue “Why did you scream in pain then?” she asks me. I give her a look that says ‘I just told you’ I take a deep breath. “I guess part of me went into survival mode” I say “if I hadn’t screamed out in pain he would have shot me” the doc keeps on nodding. “You have to accept what happen so you can start healing” she tells me “My healing began the second the bullet went through that bastards head” I say. We talked for an hour she wanted to see me again tomorrow but I think one day is good enough.

As I walked out of her office and into the waiting room I saw someone that I didn’t expect. The hot blond soldier was in the waiting room with his dad, his dad is a judge. I look at him and he looks at me, he stands up with out breaking our eye contact. He’s fine he’s arm is bandaged up and is hanging across his chest. My eyes start to water and so does his, I then walk towards him. With out saying anything we hug each other and we both start to cry in each others arms. We almost looked like lovers but I doubt this hot soldier is single, we stay hugging each other for a while. After his session we both went to the food court in the courthouse, it was a lot easier talking to him. His voice was so manly that I nearly melt just hearing it, I then found out his name Andrew Adams. We then shake hands and laugh, I laughed because I had butterflies in my stomach I didn’t know why he was laughing. We talked for about an hour until I drove him home to the rich part of town.

Then school reopened and everyone tried to go on as normal as possible. I picked up and drop off my new friend everyday we had class; we both went to class all week. I didn’t mind seeing that he was handicap and hot, we became friends through out the semester. We help each other trying not to look back into the past. Before we knew it the spring semester was here and Andrew turned 20 on the first day of class. I made other friends but Andrew was my true friend, we would help each other with our homework. On the weekends we would watch games at his house with his big screen television, his father once told me that he was happy that Andrew made a friend in his civilian life. We did everything together we were like twins we couldn’t stay for a long time away from each other. It was in mid semester when something in the news caught our attention. The news was running a story on the shoot out at the university and where showing pictures of the tragedy. Andrew was about to change the channel when a picture of me and the fireman coming out of the building showed up. It was just as I remembered my forehead touching the right cheek of the fireman, my bloody right hand on his chest near his chin and his arms wrapped around me for support. I had forgotten about the fireman that escorted me to the ambulance. The news anchor said that my picture will be used for a source of inspiration to stop gun violence across America.

Andrew changed the channel and we both didn’t say anything for the rest of the afternoon. The next day after class I told Andrew that I was going down to the fire station to thank the fireman. Andrew argued against the idea I didn’t know if it was my imagination but the sound of his voice hinted a bit of jealousy. I convinced Andrew to drive to the fire station which was about two blocks away from the court house. Andrew stops his red ram truck in front of the station and my heart was pounding. “You don’t have to do this” he said with a serious tone, “Yes I do” I said while wiping my sweaty palms on my jeans. I stepped out of the truck and went into the station; it seemed that at least twenty firemen were here. I was so nervous that my heart could be heard but I kept walking. One of the firemen that was working on the truck stop me and told me “I know you” he looked at me for a while. “You’re the guy in the photo” he pointed to the wall in the garage a small photo of me and the fireman hanged alone. “Don’t be offended it serves as a reminder that we can make a difference” the fireman said to me. He then extends his hand and tells me that his name is Will then “You’re looking for Ryan right?” he asks me. I just nod my head and Will leads me deeper into the station. As we pass through the station one by one all of the firemen stop what they were doing and looked at me. I felt like a celebrity with in the fire station community, we then come to a small office in the back. Ryan, aka my fireman, was on the phone with some one he was wearing a dark blue polo shirt and his pants matched the color of his shirt. He looks at me with those green eyes and stands up, he then hangs up the phone.

We stay staring at each other for a while until Will breaks the silence, “well since you guys aren’t going to talk ill introduce you guys” Will then turns to me “This is Ryan Davis” Will then turns to Ryan “Ryan this is uhh” Will turns to me and asks me my name. I find my voice and tell him my name “Ryan this is David” Will then turns and leaves the room with a chuckle. “Hi” Ryan says with most beautiful smile “Hi” I find my voice again. I laugh and scratch my head trying to find the right words to say to him. “I just came by to thank you for…” I didn’t know how to end the sentence. “Don’t worry about it” Ryan says with a smile. Both of us couldn’t stop laughing it was a nervous laugh but we couldn’t stop. I then summon the courage to walk towards him and extend my hand; he then gives a nervous laugh and takes my hand. My heart was racing so fast that I was probably close to having a heart attack. “Friends” I say to Ryan “Friends” he says back to me. “I should go” I say while still holding his hand. “Yeah” he says still holding my hand and still making eye contact. We stare at each other for a while and he finally lets go, we both laugh one more time and I start to walk backwards towards the door. “UM ill see you around” I say when I am at the door way still making eye contact. “Yeah” Ryan says I turn to walk away when Ryan asks “Would you like to get something to eat sometime?” he says while taking a few steps towards the door. “Yeah” I say with the biggest smile on my face, I couldn’t help myself he was so hot. “Great” he says with a smile on his face. I then raise my right hand as a good bye gesture and walk away. I have both of my hands in my back pockets and head for the door, with the corner of my eye I can see every firemen near the office pretending to not hear our conversation. I was near the door when I heard Ryan’s voice “You guys are dicks” I stepped out of their proud of myself for keeping my cool in front of the hottest fireman I have ever met.

Andrew was waiting for me in his truck I got in and was still smiling. “How did it go?” he says with yet a hint of jealousy “Fine” I say still smiling, he then puts the truck in drive and we left the station. The sun was setting and Andrew drove to the cities outer limits out in the desert. “I want to show you something” he says while we park in the middle of the desert. “Your going to leave me out here aren’t you” I say with a sarcastic voice, Andrew smiles he has the cutest smile I have ever seen. We both get out of the truck and walk towards the back. He drops the tailgate, I sit on the far left hand side and he sits close to me. Andrew isn’t gay he is the straightest guy I have ever met; I haven’t even told him that I am gay. My mind was racing with ideas that maybe just maybe Andrew might be gay. “Look” Andrew says interrupting my thoughts; I turn my head to see what he’s looking at. He’s looking up at the sky, I look and I have forgotten how beautiful the stars could be. Ever since that day things that I found beautiful weren’t so beautiful anymore, but when I am with Andrew everything seems to start coming back to life. We both stare at the stars for a while, “Don’t move” Andrew says to me. “Why” I ask him with a worry tone, he then takes something off my cheek with his left hand, a bug. I then rub my cheek really fast and Andrew smiles at me, “what kind of bug was that?” I ask Andrew “Don’t know” he says.

Then with his left hand he places it at the back of my neck “You okay” he asks me with a calm tone. “Yeah” I say while I finally stop rubbing my cheek, I then feel his hand on my neck. The whole world seemed to stop for a moment; I then turn to look at him, he looking at me with those blue eyes. “OH MY GOD” I scream in my head it wasn’t hard to figure out what were his intensions. I couldn’t believe it the hottest soldier I have ever met has feelings for me; once again I couldn’t find my voice. “Andrew I…” before I could finish the sentence he leans in to kiss me. His lips feel soft and a wave of electricity went through my body. He then breaks away from my lips; I was in shock that I didn’t know how to respond. “I am sorry” he says “I just wanted to tell you for a long time and I didn’t know how to tell you” he says with the softest voice he could muster. I tried to find the words but nothing came to mind, until I responded with kissing him. Our lips danced in the cool desert night, after a while our tongues met and danced as well. He then lays me down while still kissing me, for some reason I feel uncomfortable but not enough to stop.