From The Shadows Into The Light

From The Shadows Into The Light

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Jeremy was always a happy guy. He did well in school, his best friend Ellie says he's the worlds best friend, and his mother would do anything if it meant his happiness just don't tell his younger siblings. Everything was amazing. Until he sees the dashing Will Hunter and is helplessly in love. Jeremy wants to accept the fact that he's gay but he doesn't know how to tell his family or if they'll even accept the fact that he's gay. And what if Will isn't interested in him? In this story of learning to accept himself will Jeremy tell his friends and family about how he really feels all while trying to win Will's heart?
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My heart pulsated through my chest and I didn't think I could hold on for much longer. The frightening, terrorising feeling of his fingers slipping through mine was causing the arm that was gripping to the edge of the cliff to shake. "Hold on, Harry! I've got you, I swear! Please, just hold on!" my voice held a shrill of terror to it and my eyes were filling with tears; tears of pain, frustration and sheer horror. Harry moved his gaze from our slipping fingers to my eyes. "It's okay, Ethan. Let go. You can't save me; not this time." I hated how calm his tone was. I hated how defeated he sounded. He had never given up - we always held hope for one another! We never gave up. "Don't you say that to me! Don't you fucking say that to me!" I roared, a small sob escaping my lips. Harry just smiled sadly, his muscular, beautiful body swaying in the harsh wind. The fall was so big; he would surely die of a heart attack before he hit the ground. I prayed to God he would. No. I was breaking my own rule; I would not give up on him. Either both of us lived or neither of us would. My life would be over the second his ended, anyway.

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