High School Heartache Part 2

(Re-capping the end of Part 1)

It felt like forever before a doctor arrived, and when he did Ethan was immediately wheeled to the Operating Room. Thoughts started flooding his mind again and he couldn’t figure out what was going on. On his way, he felt a prick in his arm as an IV was inserted and then his mind started to go fuzzy. Just before he went to sleep, he heard a voice;
“I think we’re going to lose him doctor!”

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The operation was a tough one. Several hairline fractures to the ribs, and a cracked skull, they weren’t sure if they could help Ethan’s ribs or skull. His skull was the main concern. His brain was swelling up and they didn’t know if they could safely relieve the pressure. They thought that the anesthetic would slow it down, only time would tell.

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When Ethan awoke, the first thing he noticed was his mother at the end of the bed. He saw her sleeping and memories started to come back to him; Tyler, the beating, the blood on his head, anything and everything that happened that day. His head was still hurting, and as he reached back to feel what the doctor had done, his mother woke up. He took one look at her face and realized, in spite of what happened, that he still loved her. The bond between them as mother and son was strong, and he knew that would come in handy someday soon. She yawned and stretched, and immediately started bombarding Ethan with questions.

“How are you feeling?”
“Fine, what did they do to me?”
“I honestly don’t know, they said that you had a cracked skull and a few broken ribs and they had to patch both of those up”
“How long will it take for me to recover?”
“It all depends on you. You need lots of rest and very little physical activity”

With hearing that, his heart sank. He wasn’t going to be able to play football this year. He had good reason not to, but it still bothered him because he loved to sport so much. It was like a part of him was taken away and he didn’t have any say in it. It sucked big time!

Ethan decided to go back to sleep, he still had a headache and he wanted to recover as soon as possible. His mother watched on, not really knowing what to do. She still didn’t know how it had happened, and she didn’t want to be too invasive, however she did need to know who did it!

As Ethan slept, he began to dream. The events that happened the previous day kept repeating over and over in his head. The beating he had taken along with the curiosity as to why Tyler had done it, and everything. He may never know, but he wasn’t going to tell his mother, after all she didn’t know he was gay, nobody really did, and Ethan wasn’t willing to admit it to himself!

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“YOU cock SUCKING PUSSY!” Tyler screamed “WHO THE FUCK SAID YOU COULD SUCK MY COCK, HUH? WHO!?”
“I didn’t…”Ethan replied meekly
“THAT’S RIGHT, YOU DIDN’T, AND YOU’RE GOING TO PAY FOR IT YOU LITTLE BITCH”
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“AHHHHHHH” Ethan yelled as loud as he could as he awoke from his sleep, and his mother came rushing to his side.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing, I’m fine! Just a bad dream”

Ethan’s heat was racing and he knew he couldn’t go back to sleep anymore. He dreaded seeing Tyler again, but knew that sooner or later the time was going to come. His mother’s words comforted him and after more discussion, Ethan chose to go back to sleep, hoping that more bad dreams wouldn’t follow.

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Ethan awoke the next day with hope, no matter how small it was, and it was soon destroyed. Tyler had just walked into his room with a very pissed off, stuck up look on his face.
“Mom, can I have a minute alone?” Ethan asked
“Certainly!”

Ethan’s mother left the room and closed to door leaving the two men together, Ethan felt more vulnerable and weak than ever before, but at the same time he wasn’t going to stop with a cheap little explanation, he wanted answers!
“What do you want?!” Ethan snapped at Tyler
“The same thing you want, answers” Tyler snapped back
“Excuse me?!”
“You know what I want. I want to know what you thought you were doing!”
“WHAT ARE YOU FUCKING TALKING ABOUT?!” Ethan screamed
“Who do you think you are? Nobody said you could touch me, and I don’t need a little fag bitch like you running around telling people that I let you suck me off, now do I? I have a reputation to uphold, you know the one where I’m the jock, high school all star, if I had a little bitch like you telling people that I let you blow me, I could lose it all!”
“Oh, and I suppose the fact that you DID let me suck your cock means nothing? Or the fact that YOU LIKED IT! And what justifies you beating the shit out of me?! HUH? NOTHING GOD DAMMIT, NOTHING!”

“Sorry ‘bout that, but if you tell anyone, that’s gonna be a walk in the park”
“SORRY?! SORRY?! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU ON, YOU ALMOST KILL SOMEONE AND THINK THAT SAYING SORRY IS GOING TO FIX IT? MAKE IT ALL BETTER?!”
“Like I said, if you tell any-”
“Oh, you bet your ass that someone will be told! I kind of have the COPS in mind!”
“You wouldn’t fucking dare”
“Oh? Watch me!”

With that Ethan pressed the red button by his pillow to call a nurse, and pressed it again to signal security. When a nurse and three security guards came rushing in, Ethan’s mother came in behind them without Ethan noticing, and what Ethan was about to tell them was going to have huge consequences.

Ethan spilled everything. He told them of the events at school, the after school romance, and the beating that had hospitalized him. Tyler was immediately arrested, but the victory was bitter sweet. Though Ethan hadn’t really been attached to Tyler, there was still a sense of loss. Like a sense of emptiness, like your heart is hollow, the kind where you never think that you’re going to heal. There was something getting to him that he wasn’t sure of, something that bothered him a great deal, something that settled into the pit of his stomach. He looked to his right and realized his mother had been in the room the whole time Tyler was being arrested, the whole time Ethan was telling them of his sexual experience.

“Well, I’m glad you felt so inclined to tell them before you did me!” His mom said blandly.
“You weren’t supposed to be here.”
“Oh, and you thought that this whole thing would go away? You have to go to court now; you’re going to be pretty wrapped up in this whole thing, and for what? So you could suck some guy off? What were you thinking??”
“What do you mean? You think I expected this to happen, you think I wanted to get the shit kicked out of me?”
“You watch your mouth!”
“Sorry”
“Look, I don’t care if you intended to or if you didn’t, the fact is that it happened, and now the shit hit the fan. I don’t love you any less knowing you’re gay or bi, or whatever it is. However I do know that you’re family won’t be anywhere near as accepting as me, so it might be best to keep it to yourself for now!”
“You’re telling me to lie to them?”
“No, if they don’t ask you’re not lying!”
“Whatever, when can I get out of this hell hole?”
“Hey, I said watch your mouth! I don’t know when, hopefully soon.”
“Well I don’t care, I’m leaving whether they want me to or not!”

With that, Ethan got up, unplugged his IV and put on his clothes. He left his room and passed the doctor on his way out.
“Excuse me, but where are you going?”
“Home, I’m feeling better and I want to get out of here. I have other things I need to be worried about; school for one, so either you can discharge me or I can just walk out, it’s your choice!”
The doctor agreed as long as he could do a cat scan to check for brain damage. All Ethan’s motor skills seemed to be okay, but there was still uncertainty. He scanned out okay and the doctor discharged Ethan, and he went home with is mother.

The car ride was tense, nothing was said and Ethan turned up the stereo and listened to his favorite song, “Three Doors Down, Let Me Go”. It never made sense to him until now. Though he had developed feelings for Tyler, he didn’t know who he was. Ethan didn’t know Tyler, Tyler didn’t know Ethan, looking back on it, it seemed weird to even want to touch Tyler, let alone suck him off.
The car pulled into the driveway and Ethan’s mom jumped out. Ethan sat there, deep in thought. He couldn’t move. His thoughts had paralyzed him and he couldn’t get out of the car.
Why did I do it? Why did Tyler almost kill me? Was it because he was scared or because he, or someone else, had wanted him to? Was he lying?

The thoughts bombarded him until he managed to compress them into a chest in his mind. Until they were all put away until a more suitable time to figure them out. He got out of the car and slowly walked into his home. He stepped in the door and took a deep breath. The air seemed stale, so he opened some windows and went upstairs to change his bed. He pulled off the blood covered pillowcase and sheets and tossed them onto the floor. He looked about his room. His bed, computer, stuffed caterpillar he had won in grade nine was hanging from the ceiling. His bookshelf was stuffed with books containing infinite amounts of knowledge, if he would only read them.

He turned on his computer and looked out the window. The sun had gone behind a cloud leaving his room in darkness. He looked to his computer and logged on; he kept a password on his account to keep his mother out of his things. Everything made him think about Tyler and what had happened earlier at the hospital. Ethan put fresh sheets on his bed and lay down, and slowly drifted off to sleep.

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Ethan awoke the next day to the sound of his alarm. He got up, slowly got dressed, careful of his sore ribs, and walked to school. When he arrived he knew everyone was aware of what happened. His heart sank, but he mustered up enough courage to walk in to Charleston with his head high. He knew that the jokes would come later, and after all, he did come out with Tyler! He wondered if they knew that when he almost tripped over Joi.

“Watch where you’re going fuck face”
“Sorry there Joi, how are you?”
“Better than your sorry ass!”
“That’s not hard. How’s Rick?”
“He’s okay, still being a pain in the ass, and then again, I’m sure YOU’D like that!”
“That’s enough, not a good time. How many people know?”
“Everyone!”
“Shit, this is going to be a FUN year!”
“You did it, not me!”
“Yes, I know. Tell me, why do you taunt me every time I wind up in these situations?”
“It’s because you’re a damn monkey! You damn monkeys are all alike! Eating bugs off each others’ backs, and screaming like…ummm…Monkeys!”
“What?!”
“DON’T ASK QUESTIONS!”