I know you better -Shoey-

Chapter 6: "Straight" camp {Warning}

{Joeys Pov}
*GRAPHIC*
I slowly pushed Shane off of me. He gave me a look.

Joey: We need to go on our date...

Shane: Oh yeah! Do you need to borrow some clothes?

Joey: Yeah. All they gave us when we went to the camp was a muscle t-shirt, tennis shoes, and Cacki shorts. Typical straight boy clothes.

Shane laughed. I thought it was funny too thinking about it.

Shane: What type of things did you do there?

I stopped. I would have to tell him or someone sooner or later.

Joey: Can I tell you something serious?

Shane: Anything and Everything.

Joey: You have to promise not to hate me.

Shane: Never.

Joey: Or breakup with me.

Shane: Never.

*Flash back*

Joey: I thought being gay is a ss-sin.

I stuttered. He was starting to creep me out a little. I thought I had felt him gliding his hand on my butt in lunch lines and stuff, and I knew that one time he sat by me at the lunch table instead of with the other camp counselors. And how he 'accidentally' rubbed my thigh. But none of this was an accident. He was doing this on purpose.

Sam (Camp counselor): It's not that bad.

I backed up, cornered into the wall. He followed me, placing both his hands on each side of my head against the wall.

Joey: Wouldn't it be ironic if my camp counselor raped me?

Sam: It's not rape if you like it.

He whispered into my ear. I felt his hot breath hit the side of my face and shuttered. He's kind of disgusting. No. He is disgusting.

Joey: This is wrong and this is gross. Being gay IS a sin.

I quivered at the words falling out of my mouth. I would say anything to get this guy off me though.

Sam: Are you saying you don't like this?

He started rubbing his finger on my area. I felt tears falling down my cheeks.

Joey: Please stop!

I cried out. He laughed coldly at this.

Sam: I'm good. You know you're gonna enjoy this wheter you admit it or not.

He pulled my shirt off, and slowly slid down my pants and boxers. He had already been naked, because he called me into his office as soon as he had taken a shower.

Joey: Please, please don't.

Sam: Don't worry. You'll feel better soon.

*End of flash back*

I told Shane the whole story. I stared blankly into the oblivion feeling tears roll down my face, but in too much of a trance to wipe them from my eyes. Shanes voice brought me back from my vision.

Shane: That f*cker raped you? How old were you?

Joey: F-Fifteen.

I stuttered. I saw Shane's tears fall down his face.

Shane: I'm so sorry Joey. No one should ever make you experience that. Not at that young of an age. Why didn't you tell me?

Joey: You stopped writing me. I didn't know what happened. If you moved, or depressed, or dead..

Shane: I'm... So sorry.

He repeated, more tears falling from his face. I wiped them away.

Joey: There was nothing you could do. It's not your fault. No one could've stopped it. Everyone was at the church, praying their gay away or some sh*t.

Shane: Did he hurt you?

Joey: Yeah..

Shane: I'll find him and I'll kill him. How were you able to look at him everyday afterwards?

Joey: With fear. He'd smile at me, and ask me stupid counselor questions, like 'Do you think girls are pretty?' Or some sh*t. It's not that I don't think they're pretty, cause they are beautiful. I'm just not attracted to them. And he'd say stuff like 'Jesus loves you.' And one time he whispered to me 'Being gay is a sin.' And I punched him out. Over and over. I got put in look out ( Where the kids who need to be looked after with a closer eye, either they have been caught participating in multiple sexual contact, or they physically hurt someone) for two months. And I was two afraid to ever tell anyone, cause if they didn't believe me, he'd probably do it again.

Shane: IM GOING TO MURDER HIM!

Shane screamed. He took a picture frame sitting on his bedside table and threw it at the wall, it breaking and shattering. I must've accidentally looked at him the wrong way, because he apologized.

Shane: Sorry, sorry. I just, I get emotional break downs. I'm sorry. I'm sorry if I scared you.

Joey: No Shane! It's fine. I get it.

I grabbed his hand and put it in mine.

Joey: I'm fine now. No one will hurt us. Not you, not me.

Shane: Okay. Okay. Good.

He kissed me, and I felt the lip piercing he had just put in against my lips. It was really hot, I'm not even going to lie. I pulled away.

Joey: So, that date now?

Shane: Totally.

Joey: Where are we going?

Shane: Bowling alley?

Joey: Sounds great!

He grabbed his wallet and I grabbed mine, and we rushed downstairs and out the door. His parents were out, so he decided to just text him. We got I. His car and drove to the bowling alley, singing almost every song that came on the early 2000's radio channel.