Oreos$yaoi$ Chapter 11

She eagerly pulls me toward  my
Bedroom the floor is covered in
Books. I sit my bag down
Somewhere there is not books
And she proceeds to drag me
Further down the hall. She shows
Me the bathroom and the bedroom.

“nice. So umm. Where do you
Keep the towels?”

“Here. Are you going to take
A shower. Oohh! Use dads’ it
Is very cool”

I pick up the towel and follow
Her to my dads’ bedroom.

“Dad, Eric is going to use your
Shower”

He nods and she shows me
Into the bathroom and then
Walks out, I sigh as I lock
The door. I look around and
Deciding to avoid the shower
Because of what happened
Last time. I turn on the water
And sink in. I close my eyes.
I jolt awake, then calm down.
I get out.

*so much for relaxing*

I walk out, dressed  only
In my boxers.

“Eric!”

“hmm. What?”

“ clothes?”

“I’m in boxers”

“ but my friend is over”

For the first time, I notice her friend.

“Oh, hi friend”

I casually wave and she blushes. I notice this
And turn to go grab some clothes. I am pulling
On my pants when they stop outside my room.

“oooo, that’s your brother?! He’s good looking”

Before they can say another word, I step out.

“Why thanks”

She jumps and turns a
Deeper red.

*mmm.. Last thing I need
I. A thirteen year old with
A crush on me*

She leaves a  few hours later
And I am crashed on the couch.

“Eric”

“Yah”

“ Did you like my friend?”

“She seemed nice enough”

“She likes you”

“ Noticed”

“ well, want me to set you up?”

“No, I’ll find my dates thanks”

“ ah, why not”

“ She’s not old enough for me”

“oh. Makes sense”

“Yes. Lets’ watch a movie”

“ Oh, may I pick it?”

“Sure”

“Yay”

She picks out Titanic.

*damn a chick flick. I love this
Movie*

“this ok?”

“yah, its fine”

“ oh don’t want to watch it”

“ its fine, go ahead”

She puts it in. I feel asleep
At some point.

“Eric”

“mmm, yah?”

“lets’ go to sleep”

“Kay, I am”

“ I meant in my bed”

“ Your bed”

“ come one”

We fall asleep and I am
Very early. I pace around
Wanting to call Mark,
Because today is the only
Good day to do so.

*too early*

I turn on the Television and wait.
I finally decide I can call him.

“hey Mark”

“Oh, Eric. Hi”

“How are things there?”

“Good. There, Georgia Right?”

“Yah. Things are fine here”

We talk for a while longer
And I say I have to go.
My dad comes out of his
Room and we head off
To school to get
Registered. I start school
Tomorrow. I decide to
Go to sleep early, but I
Toss and turn, but in my
own bed this time.
I wake up early, make
Breakfast and wait.
I go to school and come home,
Then shut myself in my room.
My dad comes home.

“Eric!!”

I walk out.

“So, How was your first day?”

“Fine enough”

“ Make friends”

“No”

I excuse myself and fall
Asleep after a while. The
next few weeks this was
All I did everyday. I then
Joined Cross Country,
It helped me because at
Least I had something to do,
But it helped me sleep. I think
Of Clay less and talk to mark
Even less though I still call
Him as often as I can,
Between races, practice
and school. I cry sometimes
Because even though I still
Love him. I miss him, feels
Like he isn’t even close to me.
I call to talk to him one day, a
Sunday, September, his mom picks
Up.

“hi, may I speak do Mark”

“speak to mark? Oh… is this
Eric”

“yes…”

“oh. Well. Mark is…”

I bite my tongue and do something
I haven’t done in a while.

*God please, please no.
Help me. Help him.
No please no*

I feel sick.

“Eric. He is dead”

“Who, what, why”

I clench a desk,
Seeing nothing.

“he, I, he told me,
About you guys.
I didn’t accept him.”

“oh well. I am sorry
For your loss. I got
To go… bye”

“Eric, I am sorry”

“yah, me too”

I hang up and
Launch myself
At a wall and
Punch it until
You faint. I
Come to bit
Later and lay
On the bed.
I wake up
The next
Morning, a
Smile, then
I remember.

* gone… he’s gone*