Cursed In Eternity

Prologue

The bell rang and I bolted out the door with my hands high in the air running out of the building and to, The Great Tree as we call it. It was the last day of school, so of course I was excited, after this year both my brother and I have one year left and then it's all over and we will be set free. I stood under The Great Tree, it's where my brother my friends and I hung out, we liked the shade and it was away from everyone else so we deemed it the perfect at school hang out place, we ate here at lunch too. As I saw one of my friends approach I leaned up against the tree and smiled smuggly at him, Oystein, he is probably my best friend, so between his personality and my weird as I find pleasure in teasing him. "Hey Oystein, how'd you do, " I said leaning in front of him while biting my lip and cocking an eyebrow while looking up at him. "Well I passed everything, " he shrugged a little flustered. "Sup fuckers, " my other friend Jorn came up behind Oystein slamming his hand down on his shoulder, startling him and making him jump a little. I just laughed so by time my brother Jan arrived he was confused at the least looking to Oystein for an answer who looked at him dumbfoundedly.

We all decided to go get some food and eat out together before going our separate ways and heading home, which none of us were in the mood for at the moment. "Why are you wearing that damned sweater? It's hot as the third layer of hell out here, " my brother Jan asked. "Oystein, wanna answer that question~, " I asked him pulling on the sweater sleeve and biting it. Jan and I don't have a great home life, our parents divorced two years ago and we got left with our neglectful mother, she doesn't feed us, clothe us, or anything. One day Oystein came over to the house to bring a movie I wanted to see for a while when he noticed something, "hey, haven't you worn that shirt for at least three days straight, " he asked while standing in the doorway to my room with movie in hand. "Yeah, " I mumbled refusing to make eye contact with me. He came into the room and sat the movie down on my bed then stretched himself and pulled his shirt over his head and handed it to me, "here, you need it more than I do, " he smiled light heartedly. "Thank you, " I blushed slightly trying not to look up at his shirtless body. Ever since then if I needed a shirt, I never even say anything he just picks up on it and gives me one of his shirts, especially sweaters, he has a lot of sweaters, one time he even gave me his old but quality bullet belt as a "treat". Sometimes Jorn would give me some pants he never worn before because his grandma often bought the wrong size for him, along with old combat boots. My female friends, which I'm not as close too often say I look like a guy but it's fine, between Oystein's sweaters and tee shirts and Jorn's jeans and boots I was very comfortable. Once Jan found out it made since to him why the two boys would come over with so many clothes.

After we finished eating, we just loitered around the building talking complete and utter bullshit, just for the sake of killing time. Jan had to go to work soon so I went over to Oystein's with Jorn since I really didn't want to go home and face my drunken mom alone. The days of just chilling with Oystein with him and Jorn in his room were pure, we often drew together and dreamed of one day starting a band and getting to see the whole world and all be well. "You know, I'll let you in on a little secret I got told, " Jorn said whispering in my ear as Oystein left to go get snacks for everyone. "It's Oystein, he has a crush on you, he thinks you're cute, " Jorn laughed at the last part. "That's one hell of a joke, " I laughed slapping my knee with him. Jan always said the same thing, at, night on occasion me and Jan's mom would take her anger out on me since Jan was at work typically I got double the anger, often very physical. Once she was done I would cry as I hopped out of the window and I would go to Oystien's and come through his bedroom window sometimes catching him off guard and we would sit on that bed together all night long and he would coddle me in his arms, and when I didn't want to go back home which was almost always, and a girl friend couldn't have me stay the night I would stay with him and fall asleep in his arms. However there was nothing lustful about it, we just simply talked and fell asleep, and despite together nothing lewd ever happened.

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Jorn and I ran through the woods and jumped into a huge leaf pile giggling together, once Oystein began working I had a lot more time just for Jorn, who's main focus was school and becoming a pro at bass guitar. We often hung out in the woods together, as we both found nature more soothing and beautiful than city land with it's wretched people. When we were together but not in the woods we were often in his dad's garage fixing stuff or messing around. Jorn would often play his bass in there cranking the amp up, and he was damn good so of course I had to ask him, " hey Jorn, could you teach me how to play bass like you do, ". Of course knowing him, he said yes and taught me very well, I can both play and read music thanks to him, he even bought me my first bass as a birthday gift, it was black and green with a huge amp and extra strings, all which I still have.

I felt the thoughts fade away and as my eyes open I was brought back to the present and suddenly it felt as if I have the weigh of the world on my shoulders with cinder blocks on my feet. I looked to the dejected scene which I didn't want to admit was real, for the first time in forever I haven't felt so sad sad yet so numb at the same time. Within moments I felt tears stream down my face, they were cold but for some unspeakable reason I didn't simply wipe them away I just stared at the horror in front of me without even blinking let alone moving. How did this come to be? If there is a God, he definitely hates me.