Life as a Gay Greaser

Chapter 11

  I was just walking around school when two Socs jumped out of nowhere holding knifes. They were taunting me saying 'gay Greaser' over and over. They were about to grab hold of me, but I turned tail and bolted away. I knew it was pointless to, but I kept going trying to get distance between the Socs and me. I had to find Richard too.

  I was still running down the streets of town looking for Richard. The Socs were still chasing me. Why didn't they just drive their car? Did they not have one? And why were they after me, of all Greasers, it had to be me? I turned two more corners, and spotted...Richard! I called out to him for help, but he scowled at me. He told me to get lost. I felt tears running down my cheeks, but I left looking for other members of the gang. Lily, Fredrick, and Micheal all gave me the same response Richard had given me. Suddenly I had a thought. There was still one more member of the gang I could go to. Medderin. He could help me.

  "Hello honey. What's up." Medderin saw me running towards him. He was sitting on the deck of his house when I finally found him.

  "Why did you call me honey?"

  "Did you forget we were dating, again? Are you still caught up with Richard? Even though he dumped you?" I was really confused. Richard dumped me? I was dating Medderin? What was going on?! I didn't remember any of this happening.

  "I won't help you, Marshal, until you apologize." Med crossed his arms. We sometimes called Medderin, Med for short.

  "Apologize for what?"

  "Why, for forgetting about us again. You know, why don't you get lost until I forgive you." I didn't know exactly what I was doing, all I knew was that I was dashing away again. I couldn't believe it. Med usually helps me, but he didn't help me know. Of all days to decide not to help me, it had to be today. The Socs caught up with me, pulling me out of my train of thoughts. I'm lucky I made it this far, but luck just wasn't with me today. One of the Socs pushed me to the ground. I thrashed and squirmed, trying to get free. The Soc held me down fast while his buddy got down on his knees. The Soc, who was not holding me down, was putting his knife up to my arm. Then....

                              *************************************************

  I sat straight up, sweating and gasping for air. Phew, it had only been a nightmare. I looked at my clock hanging above my closet. 3:00 AM. I called Richard on my telephone that was sitting on a table next to my bed. Ten minutes later, my fince was climbing through my bedroom window. I was still shivering from the dream. Richard caught on to this. I watched as his happy face filled with concern. He sat down next to me, and pulled my into his lap. Feeling Richard's warmth calmed me down a little. I layed my head against his chest. I wanted to stay like that forever, but knew that we couldn't. He smelled faintly of cinnomin. I herd my parents walking around outside my door. I guess it was time for my parents to go to work. I listened intently, waiting for the sound of car doors opening and closing, also cars leaving the driveway.

  "Why are you shaking sweetie?", Richard quietly asked once my parents were gone.

  "Nightmare."

  "You want to talk about?"

  "Yeah." I nooded my head, and told him everthing that happened in the dream. Richard silently listened to everyword I said.

  "Marshal, you don't have to worry about me leaving you.", Richard stated when I was finished speaking.

  "I know and I'm glad you won't leave me." I kissed him softly. He pulled back after a couple of minutes.

  "We should get some sleep." I snuggled up close to Richard, making sure he was still there. He wrapped his arms around my waist, bringing me closer to his body. I felt his warm breth against my neck, and herd his gentle breathing. I let his warmth wrap around me. and slowly fell into a deep sleep.