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Epilogue – Nettles Became Petals
Later
We have been together for about a week now. I’m the happiest I have ever been.
When I’m with him…oh…hell, it’s fantastic. It’s worth getting up in the morning, just to see his smile. That wonderful smile. It’s magic.
He holds my hand as we walk out of school together. He rests his head on my shoulder and I kiss his soft, (now permanently) black hair.
“You okay?” he asks. Noticing how quiet I am.
“I’m ALWAYS okay when I’m with you.”
He giggles. I love it when he does that.
Just think, when I first met him, I thought he was an idiot. I didn’t want him near me; I was embarrassed to have him seen following me. I used to put my hood up so he couldn’t see me and I couldn’t see him. Now, I can’t help myself staring at him; he really IS the cutest guy I have ever seen. I don’t care who sees us hold hands. School isn’t worth coming to if he isn’t with me. I really love him. REALLY.
Ever heard of the phrase “Nettles Become Petals”? When something ugly and unpleasant turns into something beautiful. Wonderful even. That would apply here…
I snap back into reality.
I hear a dreadful noise. Laughing. My hearts sinks. Bullies plus seeing us together equals big trouble. Oh ‘no’. (Ceyo has banned me from swearing). Humph.
“Oh! Look at the happy couple of Gay Boys!” says Blob Head. I simply laugh. This should be fun.
I turn my head and smile at him devilishly over my shoulder. “Got a problem with it?” I grin.
Ceyo whispers beside me and I grip his hand tighter. Don’t let go. “Ray, leave it. I don’t wish to have any trouble.”
“No worries. Leave it to me.” He gives me an uncertain smile.
“Yeah! Matter of fact, I have!” Shouts the Jock. “You two are sick! You make me vomit! Gay!” he sings.
“Heh, like I care!” I mock a salute to him and kiss Ceyo’s cheek for the fun of it. I hear the bully imitate noises of being sick. Hell, this is funny.
“TOLD you I would handle it.”
“Bad, Ray.” He giggles and puts his arm around my waist.
We walk away together.
((”TOGETHER”)) oh, that word makes my heart sing.
Need I say more? I love that kid and his gorgeous grey eyes.
I couldn't live without that smile. Enough Said.