The judas kiss: part 7

I couldn't move from my bed. I was terrified to go back downstairs. Maybe if I had never gone out with Dylan, maybe I would t have been raped... I don't know what I can do to help myself. I can't go to the police because then everyone will know that I'm gay, I can't keep it bottled up inside either. I was at a complete crossroads. I didn't know what to do or who to tell. Dylan is still in the hospital, and I need him more then ever right now.

I laid in my bed for hours. I never went to school, and never went downstairs. I heard my front door open. "Colton..." I said softly. "Josh?" my mom cried out. "thank you god." I sighed. I walked down the creaky steps and I found my mother standing over the mess in the kitchen. "what is this mess from?" she said. "um... I...."

"tell me right now mister! Were you drinking?!" she boomed.

"no! Of course not. Something happened to me last night...." I cautiously said. "what happened last night?" she said impatiently. "I was.... I... Got raped last night.... Someone got in the house and...." I said starting to cry. Her face went from anger to sadness. "it hurt so much mom..." I cried as she put her arms around me; my head close to her. She kissed the top of my head and rocked me back and forth. "it's ok... It wasn't your fault.... I'm here now..." she whispered.

My mom always took care of me and knew how to calm me down. I felt so robbed, so violated, so dirty. I started to feel better about the situation, and that was expected. Moms have a way to comfort their young and my mom was the master at It. "now, go get ready for school. If you need to come home for any reason, don't hesitate to do it ok?" she said. I shook my head and walked up the stairs slowly with tears still shedding. I got dressed and waited for the bus. Once the bus got here, I climbed the narrow steps and looked for a place to sit down.

As I walked the narrow isle, I could feel everyone's gaze pierce into my soul. I felt a leg and I tripped. I hit the floor with a thud as people started laughing. I crawled back up and sat in an empty seat. "please god.... Anything but this right now..." I pleaded. I had no idea what school will be like. As the school bus pulled up and everyone cleared off, I slowly followed the crowd into the big high school.

i looked around and found everyone but the girls staring at me. It was really uncomfortable and it drove me insane. I turned and saw Colton, with his menacing but yet oh so sexy grin on his face. I looked over to his pal chris who was equally attractive but when I made eye contact with him, it set him off. "don't fucking look at me you fag!" he said stepping over to me. He had no idea what I've been through the night before.

He grabbed me and pushed me into the lockers. "if I see you even glance at me, I'm gonna make you bleed, you little cock sucker...." he said. He kicked me right in the family jewels. I yelled a high pitched squeak when I felt it. I grabbed them and fell to my side; holding my nuts in pure agony. "he doesn't need them anyway." I lied there in pain as people just stepped over me; not caring or even noticing me. I am going to have to fight this battle alone....

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It's been 6 weeks, and Dylan is still in his coma the doctors put him in. At this point, I have given up so much hope. The weeks worth of school since Dylan and i got beaten up have been so hard to deal with when I have this and ....what happened to me... on my mind. It preyed on my mind like a lion does with an antelope. After every day, I would come back to the hospital; waiting for Dylan to wake up. Mom was with me, and was hoping to see Dylan wake up too.

She says she likes Dylan because of what He means to me. And I love him with everything that is good in this world. I slowly walked over to Dylan's bed and noticed that he had lost weight. The doctor said that people in comas tend to lose weight, and that Dylan has lost about ten pounds. I placed my hand lightly on his cheek and stroked it lightly with the tips of my fingers. His eyes slowly flickered open.

"he's awake. He's awake!" i said turning around facing My mom I saw her spring out of her chair and walk over to his bed. "hey buddy! We missed you! You've been out of it for almost 3 weeks!!" he couldn't say anything because of the feeding tube down his throat. Mom turned and left to get a nurse to get this thing out of his throat. They soon returned and the nurse gently pulled out the tube. "Dylan." I said with my voice low and cracked. "I..." Dylan struggles to say what He wanted to say. "love......you..." he smiled; "I love you too baby." he was later discharged from the hospital and we went back to my house.

"While I was out, I saw someone. They told me that family is the most important thing in the world. And as long as your with them, everything will be ok." he said bringing me close to him. I kissed him passionately and deeply. I broke off the kiss slowly and placed my left hand on his cheek and smiled. "you mean more to me than anything, Dylan. I would give up my life for you and nothing is ever going to change that, ok?" I said starting to tear up. "babe, your crying." he said bringing me in for a hug. We sat down on the couch and Dylan laid his head in my lap.

I looked down at his big blue eyes that were staring back at me and cracked a small smile. I resumed watching tv when I heard snoring. I looked down and found Dylan asleep. I picked him up with ease and walked into the bedroom. I laid him gently on the bed and covered him up with the thick blanket. I leaned in and gently kissed his forehead and I got into bed as well. I wrapped my arms around his slender waist and soon fell asleep smiling.

I'm the happiest boy in the world!