A Different Road
Chapter 10
I woke up early the next morning. I had a lot of trouble getting a peaceful sleep. I kept
thinking about everything that had happened the past few days. I cannot really explain
it, but I do not think I was as scared about the future.

Meeting Adrian had really changed my life. Before him, Brett had always been my world.
Charlie was right when she said I had followed him around like a loyal puppy for years. I
could now see that that was true. I don’t think Brett saw me as a loyal follower, but he
knew I was always behind him. After speaking to his mother, I realized he missed me
being there.

Now, I felt I might have a new chance, a chance to walk side by side with someone else.
However, we both had so many problems. I was still messed up over Brett, and Adrian
was scared to death of his father. I really didn’t know if we even had a chance at a
decent relationship. Even though we were drawn to each other, there seemed to be a
force pulling us apart.

When I arrived at school, the halls were decked with banners. We were facing one of
our toughest rivals that evening. The first thing I saw was a poster with my name and
number on it. I walked over and tore it off the wall. Since I wasn’t playing, it didn’t
deserve to be there with the other members of the team

“You should have left it up there.” I heard Brett’s deep voice behind me. “I thought you
said you were still on the team.” I turned and looked into his face. There was a haunting
sadness behind his brown eyes.

“I am,” my voice trembled. It was the first time I had actually tried to carry on a
conversation with him. “But the coach says I can’t play tonight because I missed most
of this week’s practice.” Both of us found it hard to make eye contact.

“I see,” he said sadly. I don’t know why we were having difficulty speaking to one
another. Things had never been so awkward before.

“Good luck,” I said and then walked away. I heard him say a weak, ‘Sure.’ I never
thought that there would ever be a day when I would feel uncomfortable being around
my best friend.

I went to my locker to get my books for first period. Charlie was stand beside it with a
grin on her face. It disappeared when she saw the sullen look on mine.

“Uh, oh,” she said. “You all right?” She walked over and wrapped her arm around mine.

“Yeah,” I replied. “Just not a good morning. I ran into Brett.”

“You wanna go somewhere and talk?”

“No,” I replied. “I gotta quit freaking every time I see him. We have a whole year of
school left, and I still have to play with him on the field.” I gathered my books and
closed my locker.

“I’ll catch you later.” I turned and headed to class. Charlie rushed off in the opposite
direction.

As I was heading to class, I saw Tommy, our other wide receiver, approaching me. He
walked up angrily and stood in front of me blocking my way. Students stopped walking
and gathered around us.

“Singer,” he said loudly. “How come you’ve let the team down?” He shoved his finger in
my chest trying to get me to respond. I stepped away from him. I was not looking for a
fight.

“Biggest game of the year and your punk ass ain’t even suiting up.” He shoved me
backwards, again trying to get me to fight him. Some one from behind shoved me back
into him. When they did, he swung and connected to the left side of my face. I briefly
saw stars swirling in front of me.

“Tommy. I don’t want to fight you.” I took a step back in case he swung on me again.

“You don’t have a choice, Mother Fucker.” He swung again. This time I was able to avoid
his punch. Suddenly, I felt someone shove me to the side and stand before Tommy. It
was Adrian.

“Leave him alone,” he said coldly. Everyone around us got deadly silent. Tommy’s eyes
widened looking at Adrian. No one knew what to expect since he had never interacted
with another student before. I could tell that Tommy didn’t know what to do.

They stood staring into each other’s eyes. It was a game of who would break the stare
first. I looked at Adrian and shuddered looking at the steely stare he was giving
Tommy. It was almost deadly. Tommy looked away first and stepped back. He then
looked over at me.

“This ain’t over Singer,” he threatened as he turned and walked away.

Students began to disperse and head to class. Adrian grabbed my arm and led me to
the nearest restroom. Once inside he walked over, got some paper towels and wet
them. He then came over to me and placed them on the side of my face where Tommy
had hit me. Not once had he said anything.

I looked into the mirror and started laughing. The left side of my face was turning red.
Adrian’s left side also had a slight bruise in almost the exact same spot from the auto
accident.

“We look like twins,” I laughed. He didn’t find anything funny about the situation. He
frowned and continued holding the cold towel to my face. He glanced over at the door
to see if anyone was coming in, then he gave me a quick kiss.

“You okay?” he asked worriedly.

“Yeah,” I replied. “You really didn’t have to step in. I can take care of myself.”

“Yeah, sure,” he said as he took the towel and threw it away.

“I gotta get to class.” He turned and headed for the door. I quickly grabbed his arm and
turned him so he could face me.

“Thanks,” I whispered as I leaned in and gave him a longer kiss. Just then, the door
opened and we pulled away quickly. I looked over and saw Brett staring at us. His eyes
dropped, as he hung his head and left.

“Man.” I leaned against the wall, slid to the ground, and put my head in my hands. As
long as I live, I don’t think I will forget the hurt look on Brett’s face. I know I shouldn’t
worry about it because of the way he made me feel this past week. However, Brett and
I had once meant something to each other.

I don’t know how long I sat thinking about Brett. When I finally looked up to see where
Adrian was, I discovered that he had left without saying anything. I became even more
depressed. Within the past few minutes, I had hurt two people I cared about.

I got up and walked to first period. I considered leaving school, but I had already
missed a few classes and my grades were beginning to be affected by all the
distractions. I tried to pay attention and take notes, but I found myself doodling on my
paper. When I looked down, I realized what I had been writing.

I kept writing Adrian and Brett repeatedly. It was as if I was subconsciously trying to
decide between the two. One time I had circled Adrian’s name, and the next I had
circled Brett’s. I added up each time I had circled their name.

Adrian- 9
Brett- 5

I couldn’t even remember what I had been thinking each time I circled their name. One
thing was for sure, Adrian had definitely come out on top. However, I didn’t know if that
was a good thing or bad thing.

When I got to third period government class, Cindy was sitting in the front, but Brett
was not beside her. I took my seat and waited for him to enter. He never showed up. It
had to be the first time Brett had ever missed a class, except for the time we were both
sick.

I next went to calculus class, which I shared with Adrian. However, when I entered, he
wasn’t sitting in the front as he had been the past few days. I looked around and he
was sitting in the back row with his head down on the desk. I took my seat and tried to
pay attention, but I could feel his eyes boring into the back of my head. I turned around
once,  and he was staring sadly at me. He then put his head back down on the desk.

I couldn’t understand how my life could be so screwed up. It was as if I was riding on a
roller coaster and it wouldn’t stop. I just wanted to get off and stand on solid ground,
but it just kept going up and down.

When the bell rang, I tried to talk to Adrian, but he just brushed past me without
saying anything. I ran out into the hall and pushed him against the wall.

“Adrian,” I pleaded. “Please. We have to talk.”

“Look, Corey,” he responded with tears in his eyes. “You still love him. I can’t compete
against Brett.” He pulled my fingers from his arm and walked sadly down the hall. I saw
Charlie walk up to him, grab his arm and walk with him. She turned around and gave
me a questioning look.

I walked out to my car and drove away from school. I headed back to Kiser Lake. I had
to get my life back into perspective. I needed some place to do some real soul searching.

When I got out, I walked deep into the woods. I didn’t want anyone to find me this
time. I decided I wasn’t going to leave until I had made some sense of my life. After
walking about a half mile, I found a tall oak tree. I don’t know why, but I climbed up
and found a fork in the tree that made a suitable place to sit. It was almost like sitting
on a hammock.

I had to stop the roller coaster, but how do I do that? I didn’t even know if I had the
power to do it. I wasn’t the only person involved. If it were just me, I could handle it.
However, Brett and now Adrian figured into the equation. The problem was, I didn’t
really know if either of them really wanted me.

I knew that Brett didn’t want me as a lover, but the look on his face when he saw me
kissing Adrian made me wonder if he still had feelings for me. Moreover, I could never
have a chance with Adrian if I kept my heart open for Brett to someday come back and
reclaim it.

Adrian- 9
Brett- 5

What was I thinking when I circled Adrian’s name nine times? I knew I could really have
a wonderful relationship with him; however, Brett stood in the way. In addition, what if I
did choose Adrian and Brett wanted me back? Did I have the will power to tell him no?
One thing was for sure, someone was going to get hurt no matter what decision I
made; and I  didn’t want to hurt either one.

I must have sat in that tree for an hour pondering my future. One thing was clear; I
didn’t have any more of an idea what to do than when I had climbed up. However, I did
feel good that I had given it some thought. I guess the only thing I could do was wait
and see what road I would be going down. There was definitely a fork in the road, and I
was standing looking down two dark paths.

When I returned to my car, I suddenly stopped. Charlie was sitting in the driver’s seat
asleep. I walked over and tapped on the window. She jumped, looked out the window at
me and then started frowning. I walked around and got in the passenger’s side.

“Would you fucking tell me what is going on inside that pea brain of yours?” she
shouted angrily. “I swear to God I’m going to break your neck with my own hands if
you don’t stop hurting Adrian.”

“I don’t mean to hurt him.” I sighed, put my head on the headrest and closed my eyes.

“Would you then please tell me why he’s locked himself in a bedroom at Uncle
Cornelius’s and refuses to come out?” She looked at me disgustedly. “Why the
hell did you two have to meet?”

“I’m sorry,” I said softly.

“Sometimes saying you’re sorry just isn’t enough, Corey,” she replied. She held out her
hands demanding my keys. I reached into my pocket, took them out and handed them
to her.

“Where are we going?” I asked as she pulled out of the park.

“You’re going to go talk to him,” she insisted. “Either tell him you want him or let him
go. He can’t take much more.”

“But I don’t know what I want,” I said honestly.

“Then let him go.” She looked over at me. “Quit stringing him along.” We drove in
silence as we headed back into town. She kept glancing over at me.

“You need to get your shit together, Corey,” she said as we pulled into Cornelius’s
driveway. We got out of the car and walked inside. Cornelius and John were sitting at
the kitchen table. They looked up and gave me an angry look. Charlie pointed to a
closed door and walked into the kitchen.

I went to the door and knocked. “Adrian. It’s Corey. Will you let me in?”

I put my head to the door and listened, but I couldn’t hear anything. I knocked softly
again. “Please,” I pleaded.

“Go away, Corey.” I heard his shaky voice say from inside.

“Please, Adrian,” I pleaded softly. “I just want to talk.” I sat down outside the door and
waited. About five minutes later, he unlocked the door. I opened it and walked into a
dark room. I saw him lying on a bed across the room. I walked over and sat down
beside him.

“When I met you, the last thing I wanted to do was hurt you,” I started. “If we had met
maybe two months later, I wouldn’t be going through the shit I’m going through right
now. I guess our timing sucks, huh?” I laughed nervously.

“Yeah.” He wiped tears away from his eyes with the pillowcase. “I guess it does.”

“I really am sorry.” I rubbed his back gently. “I never wanted to hurt you. It’s just...”

“Brett.” He finished the sentence.

He sat up and looked into my eyes. “Do I even have a chance?”

In that split second, I made my decision. I knew what the circles had meant. I knew the
road I was destined to take.

“Yes.” I leaned in and kissed him. He responded by returning a passionate kiss. I turned
and lay atop him, kissing him deeply. I had never felt as close to anyone as I did with
Adrian at that moment. In all the years that Brett and I had sex, not once did I feel that
I was loved.

Adrian made me feel loved.

I rolled around on top of him and could feel his hard cock pressing against my own.    
I pulled his tee shirt over his head and threw it on the floor. I then began sucking his
nipples as he squirmed beneath me. I started licking down his chest, but I first looked
into his face his permission. He nodded, laid his head back on the pillow and moaned
softly as I continued nibbling at his soft stomach.

When I unzipped his pants, his hard cock jump up awaiting escape. I rubbed the head
through his underwear as he moaned loudly. I looked at him again for permission and
he nodded. I pulled his pants and underwear off him, leaving him naked before me.
Even in the darkness, I could tell he had a nice body. It wasn’t muscular like Brett’s, but
he was solidly built.

I looked into his eyes one last time and he nodded. I began stroking his hard cock with
my hand as I leaned in and gave him another kiss. He moaned softly and squirmed
under me. I moved between his outstretched legs and began to lick the precum that
had formed on the tip of his cock. He shuddered as I began to suck his cock into my
mouth.

“Oh God, Corey.” He grabbed my head and held it tightly. I began to deep throat him
and I could feel the head of his cock expanding. I knew he was getting ready to cum.

“Corey!” He screamed as he began to shoot his warm cum down my throat. I thought
I was going to gag with the volume of cum that was going down into my stomach. I
don’t think he’d had an orgasm in a while. I gulped quickly as he filled my mouth. Soon,
his began his cock to soften in my mouth. I pulled off, moved back on top of him,
leaned in, and gave him another passionate kiss.

I rolled off and lay beside him gently rubbing his chest as his breathing became more
regular. I played with the small beads of sweat that had formed. He was lying back with
his eyes closed.

After a few minutes, he rolled over and rested on the elbow that was still in a cast. He
winced slightly from the pain. With his other hand, he pushed me over on my back. He
reached down and unzipped my pants. Realizing he was having difficulty, I lifted up and
pulled my pants and underwear down to my knees.

He reached out and gently began stroking my cock. He started out slowly, and then he
sped up the movement when I began to fuck his hand. Soon, I could feel my balls
tighten and knew I was approaching an orgasm.

“I’m going to cum,” I moaned in his ear. He leaned over and watched as I started
spewing cum onto my stomach. He continued stroking me until the last drop had
dripped out of my cock. He leaned down, grabbed his underwear and began to clean my
cum off me.

When he was finished, he leaned in and gave me another kiss. We made out for
several minutes without saying anything. I reached out and felt that he was hard again.
I started stroking him rapidly, and within minutes he filled my hand with warm cum. I
took his underwear and wiped it off.

“I really like you, Adrian,” I said as I kissed him again gently.

“I know you do, Corey.” He returned the kiss. “I think I’m in love with you.”

“You know I can’t say it yet,” I responded sadly. He leaned in and gave me another kiss.

“I know,” he smiled. “I can wait.”

We got up and I turned on the light on the dresser. For the first time, I got a good look
at Adrian’s naked body. He looked great. I could tell he was satisfied with my body
because he wouldn’t stop staring at me. We started getting dressed. I laughed when he
held up his cum stained briefs and threw them under the bed. He then put on his pants
and shirt. After dressing, we walked out of the room and headed to the kitchen holding
hands.

Charlie took one look at us and started dancing around the kitchen.

“Oh my God! You did it!” She kept screaming as she bounced around. “You did it!”
Both our faces began to redden.

Cornelius and John sat at the table and smiled. John got up, walked over to the
refrigerator and pulled out a few sodas. He handed Adrian and me one.

“I guess this calls for a celebration,” he said as he lifted his can into the air.

“Here! Here!” Cornelius shouted as he lifted his coffee cup. We clanged our drinks
together and began drinking. When Adrian leaned in and gave me a kiss, everyone
started applauding.

John made another wonderful meal. I could see why Cornelius was so large. If I ate like
this everyday, I surely wouldn’t have the body I now have. When we were done, we
went into the den to watch television. I looked at the clock and noticed it was just a
little past seven.

“I have to go,” I announced as I took Adrian’s hand and squeezed it. “The game starts
at eight and I really should be there.” I felt really guilty by not playing. We were facing
our biggest rival of the year; if they beat us, our hopes for a state tournament would
be almost over.

“Can I go with you?” Adrian asked timidly. I knew he had probably never attended a
sporting event in his life.

“Of course,” I smiled. “I would have asked, but I didn’t think you’d go.”

“Can I go?” Charlie screamed. “Hot pretzels!” Everyone started laughing. I stood and
helped them to their feet. We hugged Cornelius and John and then headed out to the
game. Charlie called shotgun, but Adrian drug her out of the car and sat beside me.
Charlie didn’t say a word all the way to the stadium.

There was a large crowd when we arrived. Many people, especially alumni, stopped me
and asked why I wasn’t playing. I just told them I had an injury and it hadn’t healed
yet. I assured them I would be back in the game next week.

We sat in the fifth row behind our team. Several times, I saw Brett scanning the crowd.
I saw him wave once. looked down and saw Cindy standing on the sideline in her
cheerleading uniform. I figured that was who he was looking for until he continued to
scan the stands.

He saw me and stopped. Even from such a far distance, our eyes met and we stared at
one another. He saw Adrian and Charlie sitting by my side. He cast his eyes down,
walked over and sat on the bench with his hands in his head. A few of our team
members approached him, but he didn’t seem to have much to say.

“I’ll be back, announced Charlie. “I need a hot pretzel. Anyone want anything?” Adrian
and I shook our heads.

Charlie returned about fifteen minutes later with another girl. She was a very pretty,
and her hair was cut extremely short. She had a ring piercing in her left nostril and
several more piercings in her ears. Fortunately, her hair was dark brown, not orange or
some other wild color.

“I’m back.” She sat down and the other girl sat beside her.

“Julie,” She pointed to me. “This Adonis is my good friend, Corey. The hunk beside him
is his boyfriend, Adrian. Adrian is my cousin and best friend.”

“Julie?” I questioned her. It suddenly dawned on me that this was the girl whom Charlie
had previously dated.

“I told you about her.” She cast me a cautious glance.

“Oh yes. The famous Julie,” I laughed. “The one who owns Charlie’s heart.” Charlie
began to blush. I loved it when I could embarrass the impenetrable Charlie.

The game began. On the first play, Brett dropped the ball on the handoff and the other
team recovered it. Minutes later, they scored a touchdown.

The rest of the night continued like the first play. It seemed like Brett fumbled every
handoff and three times threw the ball into the arms of the opposing team. He kept
looking up into the stands at me. Guilt overwhelmed me. If I had been on the field, he
wouldn’t be playing this poorly. At halftime the score was 34-3.

Charlie and Julie disappeared during halftime. They said they were going to the
restroom, but they never returned. I was worried about her, but I knew that she was
safe with Julie. They had dated for several months. It wasn’t as if she was leaving with a
stranger.

When the team returned to the field after halftime, Brett was not with them. Joseph,
our second sting quarter back, played the second half. We were crucified. He played
worse than Brett had the first half. The final score was 48-10. We had managed to
score only one touchdown the entire game. It came when the opposing team fumbled a
ball and our defensive lineman picked it up and ran in for a touchdown.

As we were leaving, many people stopped me and said that we would not have lost if I
had been in the game. Again, it made me feel extremely guilty. I should have been down
on the field. It appeared that our chances for a state title were gone. Brett and I had
dreamed about it for so long.

As Adrian and I were heading to our car, Mrs. Weaver walked over and grabbed me by
my arm. She spun me around, and I stood staring into her angry face. She glanced
over and noticed Adrian standing beside me.

“Thanks, Corey,” she said angrily. “Thanks a lot.” She gave me a disgusted looked and
walked away to her car.


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