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- Getting what you really want, part Seven.
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- Written by Nicolus Tails
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- I opened my door that Sunday Morning and stared out at the sky. I
- always knew it was a Sunday because I got a fat paper and no mail. But what
- wasn't a joke was the headline.
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- "Chicago Murder leaves 1 dead, 24 injured"
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- It blared at me every time I looked over. That "1" was Aron. He had
- been out of town on a business trip to Chicago, walked into a fast food
- restraunt to eat, and some nut walked in and started shooting up the place.
- Aron was the closest to him, sitting right by the door, and he was shot
- severely.
-
- I shut the door and walked back into my bedroom. Tim was still
- asleep, and I was careful to be quiet as I got dressed, and walked in the
- kitchen.
-
- "John Whyter has been taken into custody for the brutal shooting in a
- local Burger King in Downtown Chicago late last night. 24 people were
- injured, and a Denver man were killed in the incident. Most of the 24 were
- treated for minor injuries and released, a few are in critical condition."
-
- "What's that?" Tim asked. I looked up, and he was standing in the
- hallway by the kitchen. I didn't say anything. I got up for more coffee,
- and let him look at the paper. He sounded as shocked as I was.
- "Oh shit..." he trailed off.
-
- I just sat down and thought about him. We hadn't gotten along with
- him in the past couple of weeks, none of our "gang" had. I thought about the
- first time though. I remembered:
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- Aron walked into the classroom. I was still talking with my friend,
- the professor when he came in. At a good 5ft 9in, short compared to most of
- the people in the class, but he was well built. Blond, short hair, looking
- good.
- "Who is that?" I asked Jon. Jon was the professer.
- "Aron. Why?"
- "What do you know about him?"
- "Good student. That's as far as I take things in here. Had a
- girlfriend for a while, I think. Some lady from another school. They broke
- up shortly after school started."
- "Why?"
- "Don't know," he said.
-
- I was helping Jon in all my spare time, he had enough to do on his
- own. He was married for a second time, and his first wife had a kid from
- him, and was pregnant with another, and wanted alimony payments from Jon for
- it, even though it wasn't his kid. But she never remarried, and her
- boyfriend, who she started with while her and Jon were married, ran out on
- her, and she needed the money badly.
- Add all that on top of a class of 39, and that with the fact he
- wasn't there a lot (trips to his lawyer), really made things difficult. I
- often subbed for his class when he wasn't there, and that's how I really got
- to know some of the kids in his class. That's how I got to know Aron.
- Sometime in August I was in for Jon, and I called Aron up.
-
- "Yeah?" he said, letting me know he didn't enjoy my company.
- "I need papers from you, where are they?"
- "I didn't get to them, ok?"
- I was stuck.
- "Well, what do you want me to do?" I asked him.
- "Don't do anything." He turned around, and went back to his seat. It
- was at that moment I first realized that I couldn't make a move on him.
- Although I wouldn't admit it till later on, I was physically attracted to
- him. He hung around cheerleaders a lot, so I didn't suspect that he was Gay
- like I was.
- Things didn't change much, untill I made the poor choice of letting
- my personal feelings rule my actions. That's when I kidnapped him, and went
- to my house. Don't ask me why that changed his feelings towards me, I was
- surprised. The next morning things were different. That's when Will came
- over to me.
-
- "Aron told me what went on last night," he said, or something like
- that. We went through the conversation that I'm sure you've heard before,
- and a little later on, I caught Aron out on the campus.
-
- "ARON!" I called over. He came over.
- "What?"
- "Now I don't get this. You invited me to a party instead of calling
- the police. What is going on?" I asked him.
- "Nothing."
- "Don't give me that shit, Aron."
- "Nothing is going on."
- He walked away, and I was sure that he was planning something. I
- didn't know what. But the party happened that night, and I just decided that
- Aron was a man of few words. At that time, anyhow.
-
- Someone knocked on my door. It took me a second to come back to
- reality. Tim was reading the article for the fifth time know, my coffee was
- cold, as was the house, and everything was silent. I answered the door.
- Justin was standing there.
- "Have you heard about Aron?" he asked. I indicated the paper Tim was
- reading, and Justin came in. He sat down depressed.
- "When is the funeral?" Tim asked. I just shrugged. It suddenly
- occured to me that I hadn't said anything since I got up.
- Justin was just about to cry.
- "This really hit you, didn't it?" I asked him.
- "Aron and I have...had known each other since the second grade. We
- didn't exactly LIKE each other that long, but we knew each other. It wasn't
- until High School that we got to know each other." He was beginning to sound
- a little better. Sometimes talking about people do that. We went into the
- living room and he continued.
-
- "We went running around with each other all through school. I
- remember this one time, we ended up driving out of state just to see how far
- we could get in an hour, and ended up running out of gas. (He smiled.) Since
- it was dark, and at least an hour's walk to the next town, and my parents
- knew I was staying at his house, and his parents were on vacation, we just
- decided to stay the night in the car.
- "I kept watching him, and just the light coming from outside was
- beautiful. He was just lying there, watching me, exactly the same thing that
- I was doing to him. All of a sudden, he leaned over and kissed me. At first
- I was in shock, but I started realizing we were both Gay.
- "I had considered that fact all the way from 7th grade, but when
- you're that young, you just think "That's disgusting" or something, exactly
- what all your friends think. But I just felt like that was how I was. I
- didn't bother arguing it, I didn't think it would just "go away" or
- something, but I never really did anything about it. I guess Aron knew how
- he was, maybe that's why he was around me so much, maybe he knew how I was
- before I did.
- "We spent that whole night just being relaxed with each other. We
- didn't exactly do anything, we kissed a little, but for the most part, just
- held each other. I don't think we ever went to sleep."
-
- Justin was beginning to break apart again. I never knew about him
- and Aron, and I had never given it any thought. I never really knew what
- happened. I remembered in the classroom, before my first adventure with
- Aron:
-
- "Don't try to talk to him. He's impossible to deal with," he told
- me.
- "Why?"
- Justin paused. "He thinks he's perfect. I heard him telling someone
- else that he's the most popular person in the entire class."
-
- Justin was still sitting on my couch. I asked him, "Justin, how come
- you broke up with Aron."
- "Well, we never really broke up, he just started hanging around with
- the wrong people, and got hard to deal with. He never really recovered from
- that."
-
- But whatever he had to "recover" from, he did a pretty good job.
- Every one of us, Tim, Justin, Shawn, Steve, and myself, and even Jon were at
- his funeral. I introduced Shawn and Jon to Aron's parents, they were the
- only ones that they didn't know. I had met them one time in the classroom.
- His parents didn't know about myself and Aron, or "Justin and Aron", or
- anything like that, but they didn't have to. Justin did. I did. Aron did.
- That was enough.
- As I was walking to the car, Justin stopped and looked at the
- ground where Aron was put.
- "I still love you, Aron," he whispered. I put my hand on
- Justin's shoulder, and we walked back to the car. I knew that whatever Aron
- had done, hadn't really destroyed anything.
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