Play this when I'm gone.

Chapter 2

"I wanted to punch that motherfucker." Rwenn mumbles as we walk into my house. My parents won't be home for a few hours so, me and Rwenn will have alone time. "Why did you say what you did back there, are you really bisexual?" I ask, wanting to clear up confusion. "Yes, and I understand if you don't want to be friends with me anymore. You probably think I'm gross..." I walk up to the taller boy and hug him. "Rwenn, remember when we first became friends and vowed that no matter what, we'd never stop being friends?" I ask, my face buried in his chest. "Yeah, so this means we're still friends?" a tear runs down Rwenn's face, "Of course, Rwennie, and I kinda lied to you back there, I'm not straight." I laugh a little, tears also escaping from my eyes, "I'm gay." 

"Is there something else that I should know?" Rwenn asks, looking a little worried. "No, sorry, let's open the present now, yeah?" Rwenn nods and we go up to my room. I sit on my bed and pull the ominous gift out of my backpack, "Here it goes." Rwenn sits next to me, just as curious as me. I tear open the festive paper to reveal a tape recorder, "Just as I suspected, I wonder how it works." the taller boy looks at it, "I think that button means to start recording." I smile, "I think so too, why don't we try this bad boy out, huh?" the white-haired boy nods and smiles. I go to my desk and open a drawer where I have tons of blank tapes. I find one and sit back on my bed with Rwenn right across from me, "I'm going to hit play and we'll just see what happens okay?" the taller nods and I put the tape in and hit record.

"Um, hi this is Jack Taylor with Rwenn Aoki on August 7th, 1994," Rwenn giggles, "We aren't straight!" the goof shouts in a weird voice making me laugh, "Well we don't have anything to say except for that, um, good bye?" I press stop and the tape kinda dispenses itself. Taking it out carefully I grab marker and tape, writing "first tape, 1994." while Rwenn is having a giggle fit. "Well what now?" I ask, "I wanted to ask you something, Taylor. Do you have feelings for... for someone?" I could hear the disapointment in his voice. He doesn't know I like him, so why cant I tell him? He has feelings for me, it's a leap I should take, right? I've always waited for this moment to happen, I cannot pass up this rare opportunity not everyone gets. "Yes, Rwennie, I do." 

I look the taller boy in the eyes, "Who is it? Obviously isn't me so I guess it wouldn't hurt telling me." I felt my heart sink as his voice cracked. "It actually is you." mumble, "You promise you aren't saying that to make me feel bet—" I cut him off by kissing him and climbing onto his lap. after a few moments of silence I pull away from him, putting my head down. "There, there... is your answer." I breathe heavily, not ever having kissed someone before that day. "I..I... Jack.." Rwenn starts giggling, "You dork." the taller boy just keeps giggling and even to the point to where he had tears in his eyes. I look up at him to see his adorable face, he's even drooling while laughing which is something he normally does if he laughs alot. 

"Why'd you call my by my first name?" I ask, confused. Rwenn looks at me square in the eyes, "Because, the name felt right coming out of my mouth." We both lean in for another kiss and it happened again. This time though, it felt more full and filled with love. I wrap my arms around his neck and pull away from the kiss, "Be mine?" Rwen asks and of course I say, "Hell yeah, yours until the day either one of us dies." Alas, I'm only going to be his for about a year. Or why would this tape even exist? God, I'm so sorry Rwennie... -crying-

We go to school holding hands together the next day, "Looks like we have to part ways again." I say, facing him and holding both of his hands in mine, "I love you darling." Rwenn looks down at me, smiling, "I love you too my little birdie." we give each other a quick peck and part ways. The happy moment ended right when I got both feet into my homeroom, "Like the taste of cherry chapstick faggot?" Andy teases and makes a kissing motion at me, holding up a chapstick container. "Fuck off."  remark at him, making a vein buldge through his forehead. I sit at my desk and not to my surprise, but to my dismay, the asshole pounds his fists on my desk. "Got a problem, bud?" I ask, casually looking at him in the eyes. "Listen here you bundle of sticks, I'm not going to take any of your stupid insults anymore." 

"What are you going to do, dickface?" at that moment I think actual steam came out of his nostrils. I wanted to laugh but then Andy had is fist up, heading for my face. Right before he can punch me, I move my head to the side so instead of breaking my nose, he face plants right on the floor, knocking him out and probably breaking his nose. I just shtug and go back to what I was doing, poetry time. People were gawking and someone even got the teacher to come in the classroom. All she could see was Andy Sawyer peacefuly disfigured and asleep on the ground with blood coming out of his nose and a large bump on his head. Thankfully, everyone who witnessed everything go down stuck up for me and Andy Sawyer had to be sent to the hospital, also getting suspended.

Classes came and went and I couldn't wait to tell Rwenn what happened, "I heard Sawyer got sent to the hospital, what happend?" Rwenn asks as I walk up to him, locking fingers as we walk out of the building. "He went to punch me and I dodged it. It's that simple. He let his anger control him." The taller boy got wide eyed, "You know you were the first person who ever walked away from Andy without actually being punched? That's legendary! No one is going to want to mess with you now." He giggles. "I will go down in history, huh?" I joke and giggle along with him. Suddenly, Rwenn gently but forceably pushes me against the nearest wall. "What?—" He kisses me and pulls away, putting a finger over my lips. 

I hear talking and the voices are all too familiar, Andy's friends.