Soar

Five

That was a stupid question. It was obvious that's what we were waiting for. That's when I noticed the boy in the corner. He was cute. Not like hot cute but cute almost like puppy cute. "Who's that?" I asked my dad "that's Cam, he's been here a while. Not as long as me though" I approached Cam, nervous as hell. "Hi" I said "I'm Finn" I didn't want a cute boy to know my actual name. "Cam" he said reaching out his hand for a shake. I sat down next to him. "So uh where are you from?" "Manhattan" he said looking down "You?" "Pennsylvania" I replied. We sat together in silence for a while. "So uh if you don't mind me asking, why are you here?" He asked me. "I jumped" I might as well be honest, after all we were already dead. "Why are you here?" "Jumped in front of moving traffic" he said with a shrug. So we were both there from suicide. "Why?" I asked after another silence. "What do you mean?" He was confused "why did you go into the traffic" "my family kicked me out because I'm gay. I was living in the closet and I couldn't take it so I told them. Bam! Homeless." He lifted his sleeve and revealed his arm. There were scars heading up his arm. I lifted my sleeve and showed my scars. He had many more than me. "I couldn't take it. Sometimes the closet feels less like Narnia and more like a prison cell." I leaned over and hugged him as tight as I could. His response surprised me. He wrapped his arms around my shoulders and kissed me. His lips were so soft, like a baby's feet. I was almost embarrassed. My lips were about as soft as sand and were peeling beyond belief. But that kiss was the most wonderful experience of my life.