The man who fell in love with a varmint entity.

Chapter One.

My first day of school was fucking shit, I hated it more than anything, if it wasn't for him, I would have massacred everyone the second day of school. I never felt like anyone would ever accept me the way he did, the way he helped me though the first day of school. He was a senior and I was only a freshman. His name was Chris, the only guy at school who was nice to me from day one. Now, being a sixteen year old boy, who was not only shy, but, a hell of a lot smaller than the usual teenage boy and had a disgusting and disturbing wicked sense of humor. I also had issues, not that anything was wrong with my home life, I had brain complications as a baby. During child birth, my mother had a hard time getting me out, my twin sister died and I survived. Now, weather that affected me in the morbid sense that I have, and the darkness that surrounds me, I will never know. 

The first day of school, I remember so vivid. I didn't know anyone, I was a transfer student from another shit school. I bit some assholes ear and took a chunk out, made him get stitches. I didn't get detention, as my father is a drug dealer and bribed the court and what not. I transferred to Edgewood High. A small town with a small population, which my parents thought would be a good place for me to make friends. I hated everyone. 
As I approached the small old high school, that looked like something out of a horror film.
It was a cold September morning, you could see your breath. I only wore a black T-Shirt with an over sized hoodie, paired with some black skinny jeans that had holes in them and my combat boots. Before I even reached the stairs that led to the entrance, I was instantly bombarded by these asshole jocks. R.J. and his cock sucking gang of football players. They instantly tacked me down and started to kick the shit out of me, everyone just formed a circle and began to laugh. I have a horrible stutter, I began to cry for my mother.

"M...M...MOMMY!" I cried. 

 I remember how embarrassed I was, I was mortified. I cried for my mother, I was a mommy's boy, so to speak. I was very close to my mother. I would have been able to protect myself better, if I wasn't caught off guard like I was. I just remember hearing a males voice, with a strong lisp, yelling and grabbing one of the fuckers from me, shoving them, yelling at them to fuck off and what was wrong with them. He then yelled at everyone to back off and get the fuck back, the crowd disbursed. Only him and a couple of his friends remained. 
He held out his hand for me to take. His long tattooed sleeve was extended to me, his large hand out gripping for me to grasp. I took his hand, all I could feel was sharp pain, running through out my body, my nose was bleeding along with my torn lip ring. I sniffled and reached for his long thin fingers, gripping them tightly, he pulled me to my feet.
"Fuck, you alright?" He spoke, his bottom lip covered in three lip rings, his eyes were soft and warm, the color of a dark deep honey. I gazed for a moment, in shock. Then I heard one of his friends tease me.
"M...M...MMMOMY! HAHAHA, titty sucker!" His friend laughed.
My feeling's turned to instant anger. I didn't even get to answer him before I moved quickly and punched his friend in the throat. He fell instantly to the floor, coughing and gagging. They were all pissed now and yelling at me, I ran as if I was being chased by a mob about to burn me at the stake. I hit my old red pick up truck, huffing, I began to cry. I got in and breathed heavily. I saw the tattooed man running up to my car, he was fucking fast, huffing he was out of breath. I got out and glared. 
"WHAT? You fucking come here to make me feel bad for your friend, he's an asshole. Fucking teasing me like that, he doesn't even fucking know me." I practically yelled from how angry I was, not meaning to take it out on him. 
"H..Hey man." He panted through his words, trying to catch his breath. "Calm the fuck down. That was uncalled for yes, from both of you. I came to see how you were, fuck, you run fast." 
He finally caught his breath. 
"I'm Chris, I'm really sorry what happened." He held out his hand for a proper handshake. 
"I am Ethan, but, you can call me Poe, that's my middle name, E...Everyone calls me that." I stuttered as I gazed once more upon the tall man. He was handsome, this was true. He made me feel slightly nervous, like when you get a crush and have butterflies. Fuck, this was a very uncommon feeling to me, as I have never liked anyone, let alone a male before. Chris chuckled as he smiled and placed his hand on my shoulder.
"Well, Poe, would you like to hang out, right now? I love Texas roadhouse, they have the best steaks, and that fucking blooming onion thing, fuck, I am making myself hungry." Chris chuckled and I swallowed hard. I nodded, almost like a trance, he was a tall vampire like man, his dark hair reaching his shoulders, his tattoos were pleasing to the eye, colorful and fun. His deep honey colored eyes, looking through me. I swear to god he could hear my heart racing. All I could think was what the fuck am I feeling like this for? 
"Yeah, I...I am pretty hungry." I licked my lips and shuddered from the sting, fucking torn lip. 
"Well, maybe we can get you cleaned up first." Chris suggested as he moved to the passengers side of the car. 

I got in and unlocked the doors, letting him hop in my old red revamped truck my father gave me for my sixteenth birthday. He was a mechanic, he could make any car run. I started the truck, put on my seat belt and turned on some music, I could just feel his eyes on me. I breathed and tried not to stare at him too much. His under bite was dominate, it made his mouth really attractive to me. I swallowed hard and he began to speak. 
"You like metal? I am in a band, you should come and listen to us sometime. I think you would like it. You play any instruments?" Chris licked his bottom lip and smiled widely. I knew he was trying to be nice and make small talk. I did appreciate that, although I was shy as fuck. 
"Yeah, I...I love it. That's fucking cool, I would l...like to hear your band." I smiled and pulled up to the restaurant. We got out and walked in, ordered some food and sat and talked for a while. He then started to hit on me, or so it seemed that way. 
"So, you have a girlfriend? You're really attractive Ethan, your eyes are a nice green and your pale with dark hair, haha, you're like a little vampire or something? I bet you have a dark side huh?" Chris smirked at me as I knew I blushed. What the fuck, I couldn't even respond without feeling like I was about to pop a fucking boner or something.
"I don't have one." I responded quickly and downed my water. The small waitress came over to us, she was beautiful, petite and dark. He seemed to know Chris.
"Hey Chris, how are you?" She spoke with a small quiet voice that was nice to listen to.
"Hey Jess, I'm good, how are you? this is my new friend Ethan, He is a transfer student. He's really cool. You two seem like you would be good friends." It seemed like Chris was pretty popular and knew a lot of people. 
"Hey Ethan, nice to meet you." Jess was sweet when she spoke, she seemed pretty shy as well. I was really glad she came and distracted us from talking. After a good five minutes, she left and Chris turned to me. 
"She's so sweet, she lives in the trailer park down the street from me. We grew up together, she is like my little sister." I nodded and smiled at him. 
"That's cool." I answered him with a couple words. 
"So, wanna go back to my place or yours?" Chris was very straight forward, I didn't mind. 
I shrugged and nodded to him. "Sure, I don't mind, my parents are out of town until the weekend." Why did I feel the need to tell him this? 
"Cool, then, your house it is!" 
We got into my truck and headed down the highway, then made a left after fifteenth minutes of driving on the highway, we took a dirt road out to my house. 
"Damn Ethan, you live out in the boonies? HAHA." Chris asked after another ten minutes had passed. 
"Yeah, my dad h...hates people, he likes living on the edge of town. We live in an old lake house. It takes almost thirty five minutes to get to town from here. Not too far, but, not close either." 
As we approached my house, I saw Chris's jaw drop. The place was in a forest, our three story white lake house was down the long dirt drive. The grass was dead and yellow along with dirt covered ground. It was an old place, but a nice one. 
"Fuck Poe, this place is a mansion, all that land and fucking awesome house." Chris spoke with surprise. 
"Yeah, my dad owns about 10 acres of property. So 435600 square foot of land, so about ten football fields and one acre can fit 18 average sized homes on it, haha. Let's just say he likes his privacy, we also have a lake over that way through those trees, but, it's very polluted and gross, I swim in it anyways. My dad has owned this place since he was  a teen, he has a huge junk yard and car lot about a mile that way, along with s...some sheds over there." I pointed to the West side of the house. 
"Come on in man, I will take you to my room." I definitely felt more comfortable at my house. 

I led Chris to my room. I don't know why, considering he did make me nervous. He plopped himself upon my bed, I shrugged and dropped my backpack and did the same. He lay next to me, his chest heavily rising and falling, I eyed his neck and collar. I licked my lips as I swallowed hard, feeling my heart beginning to race. What the fuck? Why was I acting like this? I licked my now blood dried lips and sighed. 

"What are you sighing about? Oh man, how about we try and fix you up? You look a mess!" Chris stated as he looked up at me from mattress. 

I nodded in agreement with him. I got up quickly as I made my way to the restroom without waiting for him to catch up. He followed me, and got to the restroom right after. 

"Hey, you in are a fast little thang." He chuckled as he tossed his hand in the air carelessly. 

I nodded silently, too shy to even look at him, his Addams apple bobbing up and down in his throat as he chuckled.