Dear Diary (c) 2002-2004 Mychyl Kime (KimeNet Corp.)
This is a work of fiction, depicting teenage males in romance and/or sexual positions. The people depicted in this story (to the best of the author's knowledge) do NOT exist... in the rare case that they're based on real people, the names HAVE been changed... not so much as to protect the innocent as to spare the poor people listed within the unnecessary fame this story might bring to them... not that I'm saying lots of people will read this, or even people where I've lived, but there's always a slight chance... And these events are, for the most part, all the imagination of the author, although I've seen the events depicted many, many times. And by the way, the places used within do exist, and are easily as evil as depicted herein...
If you are under 18 years of age (or whatever the legal age in your area is) you must leave. Of course, I can't very well make you leave... but if you choose to stay, DON'T GET CAUGHT! It is neither my fault, nor the fault of this wonderful site, if you get caught running around here.
Also, if you are repulsed by the concept of homosexual romance and/or sex, please feel free to leave at any time. In fact, now would be a good time. But hey, it's your call, of course... I can't make you leave, either... but if you choose to stay, feel free... who knows, you might even change your mind! My only question is: why are you here if that's the case?
This is a new story, completely independent of my older work; if you are interested in that, it's in HighSchool/The_Dance. (You may have to manually enter the location, as it is a bit older now, and would take forever to find by scrolling.)
Each chapter will be prefaced by a piece of the song "Dear Diary", (c) 2000 Britney Spears, from her album "Oops... I Did It Again". I make no misrepresentations to my ownership or rights to this song; however, I am certain that Ms. Spears would not be so petty as to sue me for usage of this song on a free forum, where I can gain no profit from using it.
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And now, without further delay:
-- Chapter 10 --
"He smiled... and I thought my heart could fly...
Diary, do you think that we'll be more than friends?"
-B. Spears, "Dear Diary"
When I woke up, all I knew was pain. I tried to move, to roll over, but my body refused to respond to my commands, and panic set in. ~I can't move!~ my mind shrieked. ~I'm paralyzed! What happened to me?~
Hoping to at least get a clue as to where I was, I tried to open my eyes, which let light in... blinding, painful light. I quickly closed them again, wishing I hadn't opened them in the first place, and shuddered slightly, not sure what to make of my situation, or even how I'd gotten into it... then, memories began flooding back... walking home, the door being open, Jimmy laying on my bed, the slashed wrists, me trying to hold him... him pulling free, me crashing into something, pain... blackness... I felt myself drift back into oblivion, and I welcomed the painlessness it offered willingly...
When I awoke next, the pain was somewhat better, and I could hear disembodied voices floating all around me, though none of them seemed in the least familiar. I decided to try and open my eyes again, and was rewarded with a dim light and some nondescript ceiling... then I noticed the devices hanging over and around me, and realized I was in a hospital... my mind's eye showed Jimmy calling an ambulance then running away, though I wasn't sure how likely that would be, after what had happened...
Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded somewhere near me, and I tried to turn my head to see the speaker, but still couldn't move... ~Restraints,~ I thought, now more reasonable than earlier, since I knew where I was. ~They restrained me, probably to keep me from rolling over and making things worse than they already are...~
I waited patiently, and was finally rewarded when I saw Zack's face appear over me, his eyes red from crying... over me?
"Sean, what happened?" he asked, his concern making his voice shaky. "Me and Johnny, we came over to see you... you were on the floor, your head bleeding... did someone attack you?"
I struggled to focus, the thought of Zack and Johnny finding me hurt and unconscious a bit more than I could take. "No... Jimmy... he..." I felt my throat dry up, and paused for a moment to catch my breath, but then I heard Johnny's voice, his face appearing next to Zack's a moment later.
"Jimmy did this to you? That bastard! Why? Did he find out about you? What happened?"
I closed my eyes and regrouped my thoughts, opening them again to see looks of genuine concern plastered on both of their faces. "It doesn't matter, now... I'm all right... I just..." I felt a distinct need to tell them, now and forever, how I felt about them both, and I knew I couldn't wait any longer... "I'm just... glad you both came, that you're both here with me... I..." I paused again, feeling tears coming up, choking me up slightly. "I... love you both, and I don't ever want to lose either of you, ever..."
Johnny looked at Zack for the briefest of moments before glancing around, then bending down to me and giving me a deep, heartfelt kiss. "We love you, too, and we were gonna ask... when you got better... but I guess we can ask now... I mean..." Johnny, too, was crying, his tears mixing with mine, while Zack leaned in closer as well.
"What he's saying is... he wanted to know if you... would go out... with us?" He looked to Johnny, as though seeking reassurance or confirmation from him, while my heart soared... I had hoped, perhaps even dreamed, but never honestly thought it could happen...
"I would love to," I responded, as soon as I could find my voice. "I can think of nothing better than to be with you both..."
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DEAR DIARY:
As I write this note, it's been 6 months since I got out of the hospital, and though everything's changed, I think it's all for the better. Summer break just started, so everyone's getting ready to move on from school (or, perhaps, move TO school) and I don't think any of us are ever looking back.
Me, Zack and Johnny have been going steady the entire time, and none of us have ever been happier in our entire lives. In fact, since they're both still freshmen, I've actually changed my plans to going to college here in town rather than move away to college like I always wanted, just so I don't have to be away from them.
Kevin wound up moving with Ryan down to Santa Monica or somewhere around there. I'm sure I'll hear from them every now and again, but all in all, they seem to be pretty happy as a couple, and I just hope they can last that way.
As for Jimmy, since the accident, no one's seen or heard from him anywhere in town. However, rumors abound (as they always do) that he took off to pursue his dream, a career in music... and there IS that new artist that kinda looks like him, singing the same kinda songs Jimmy used to write when he was bored. I heard his new single, "Missing You", was supposed to be dedicated to someone named Sean... nah, prolly just coincidence.
Anyways, this is the last page, so while I might buy a new diary sometime down the road, it looks like the end for us, Diary. You've been a good friend, and always kept the secrets I trusted with you... but now it's time to say goodbye.
"I've got a feeling we'll be so much more...
Than friends..."
-B. Spears, "Dear Diary"
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Well, there it is, the end of Dear Diary...
We knew it would come to this point, so no tears... it's better this way... we can move on to the future... meh, who'm I kidding?
I'd originally planned on including an excerpt from Frozen, the new story I'm planning, but the notes I had written up have become lost somewhere... Anyways, as soon as I can get it going again, I'll post it (as well as letting anyone on the mailing list know). For those who want to be added to the new mailing list (which I'm starting pursuant to this posting), email me at my Hotmail address (remember to put Frozen as part of the title, or I might randomly spam-kill it) and I'll add you to the mailing list, which includes immediate updates whenever I get a chapter posted!
And, just a note: Remember, kids, while threeway relationships make a nice plot device (and, ever so rarely, a good and lasting relationship IRL), most often such relationships lead to heartache, mistrust, and eventually breakup. And while this is based in reality (though sometimes loosely so), keep in mind it's a rare threeway relationship where no one gets hurt. Just a friendly reminder.
Anywho, for now, so I can write s'more, I bid you all a fond adieu... as always, fan mail, comments and (constructive) criticisms are welcomed... my email's at the top, feel free to write~! (Include Dear Diary as part of the email topic, so I don't think it's spam... I get a lot of spam these days... -_-)
~X~ Mychyl ~X~