Summer Of Sixty Nine

Chapter 6. Pigs

Chapter 6. Pigs

We eventually got to the cold destination where we followed Gio, and I got out of the rickety car. The scene was littered with burnt cigarette buds and ashes everywhere. It looked like every gay man, woman, and queen in town was here. Where am I? I need to find Gio. I start walking fiercely, looking like a man on a mission. I was but I digress. I was blindly walking and wasn't looking where I was going and I bumped into a familiar face. "Oh my god I am so s-" I look up to see who it was and I stop. "Marsha? What are you doing here?" I ask the tall woman with the short curly hair. "You shouldn't be here Danny." She said concerned. "I'm looking for Gio. Have you seen him?" She shakes her head negatively and I continue to walk. "I'm telling you Danny, you shouldn't be here!" She shouts as I walk away. I don't know why she keeps saying I shouldn't be here. Will someone tell me what this place is?

The sight of Gio getting into another car once again meets my eye. "Hey Gio!" I shout running toward the sleek, black, 1968 lowrider car. But I once again was too late. The sound of burning rubber pulling out of the parking lot filled the air. Why am I even looking for this boy in the first place? It's definitely not just about the college thing. But I don't know. I walk away if defeated but not fast enough. The sounds of sirens and red and blue lights fill the dark, stary, night and people sprinting come along with it. I looked to find the source and sure enough there were three cop cars coming towards the crowd. In my book cops equal trouble. I know that society doesn't like gay people but why the cops?

The men get out of their cars and start going ham on everyone. Grabbing the fabulous drag queens and kicking all of the gay men and women to the ground. I start running but my wrist is grabbed tightly and I am spun around to face an angry cop. "You aren't going anywhere faggot." The tall man, maybe 6'2 says with rage in his eyes. He strikes my back with the dark black batton in his hand, and I immediately fall to the ground in agonizing pain. But he doesn't stop there. The awful kicks and chilling punches increased every time I winced. "This is what you deserve, you homo." Protecting my head had stopped when he kicked my spine once more causing me to release my interlocked hands. He took this as an advantage to start kicking my now exposed stomach and face. The more he kicked the less conscious I became. My body started to give up and my eyes rolled back in my head and before I knew it everything was black.

Gio's POV

I have a weird feeling that something bad is happening. As soon as I pulled out I felt like I heard Danny's gentle voice. But why would he be at a nasty place like that? Maybe it's all in my imaginative head. I really care about him and the feeling of danger is never a good sign. I try to avoid it but the pit in my stomach feels like a void of nothingness.

I make my way back to Christopher Street and get out of the black car in front of my apartment building. Just then I hear Marsha's not so soothing voice calling my name frantically. Why would she need me at this time of night? "GIO!" I look down the street and there she is sprinting with her heels in her hands towards me. I decided to run to her as well, cutting her running time in half. She got to me and spoke in frantics, "Have you seen Danny?!" I shake my head no and she curses under her breath. "Why, what happened, where is he?" I spoke with fright in my voice. "He was at... you know, because he was looking for you. But it got raided, I managed to make it out of there without getting grabbed by them horrible pigs." He is in danger. He could be dead. "We need to go back... now." I start walking up the street in the direction of the destination, with Marsha trailing. I am so nervous. What if he is hurt? I pick up the pace to get there quicker, but my mind is only of the sheer fact that Danny could be hurt, so I start running. Running had always been something I was good at. I had left home at ten and had run all over Times Square. Whenever I needed to be somewhere, I ran. Whenever I needed to clear my head, I ran. The walk to the destination was ten minutes, I got there in three minutes.

Those pigs must have left before we got there but I didn't care. I only cared about Danny. Speaking of which we were looking for. I was looking under every car and around every trash can, until... I see the sight I wish to erase. It was Danny, laying there... unconscious. "DANNY!" I break down and race to him. Blood was coming out of his mouth, and bruises were forming all over his body. "Danny please wake up, please." I'm pleading with god at this point. I have just met this boy but it feels like I have known him forever. I need him. He actually made me feel like I belonged in this world. That I wasn't just some homeless street kid that never got a chance. I was somebody in his eyes. I felt loved. "Danny, I need you please don't go." I put my fingers on his upper neck and felt for a pulse. Sure enough the thumping on my finger became prevalent. He was alive, and his heartbeat was strong. "MARSHA, I found him." The tall woman in heels came running over to me. "Oh my goodness." She stood back in sheer shock. "We need to get him home... now." She nodded in a reply. I carefully picked up his slim frame, wrapped his legs around my waist, and held his back against mine. Those pigs will pay for this. This boy, this boy I have unintentionally fallen in love with in only a few hours, this boy that I was carrying out harm's way, this boy that I was too focused on my own stuff that I let him get this way. When I met the limp boy in my arms my heart went aflame. I had never felt this type of feeling before. Rushing back to my scarce apartment was the scariest thing ever. I boy kept going in and out of consciousness and I was doing my best to keep him steady. Note to self, get in shape.

They boys' eyes roll open once more and this time they stay open. The faint whisper that came next was the hardest to hear. "Gio?"

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