Halo II
Angels & Monsters

By: Micah Diablo
(© 2010-2011 by the author)

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Chapter 2
Thirst

Matt kissed me as he ground his body into me as we lay in bed making out. It had been over an hour, and while I had initially come over to watch a movie, it was Matt who initiated this, and it's hard to stop him when he goes like the energizer bunny.

"God, you're so fucking sexy, Coy," he said as he began undressing. My heart rate excelled as he pulled his shirt off and unbuttoned his jeans.

"Whatcha … um … whatcha doing?" I asked cautiously. He began to suck on my chest.

"Getting comfortable … and I plan on fucking you," he said, continuing at what he was doing.

I willed the urge to scream as I felt suffocated by his heavily muscular body on my small frame.

"Maybe I should be on top," I said as I attempted to try to flip him on his back. He smiled and kissed me.

"Why, though?" he asked looking at me with hungry eyes. "It's not like you're gonna be fucking. Unless, you wanna ride. I'd love that."

I laughed to myself uncomfortably. "Let's just kiss … and enjoy each other's company," I said, trying to persuade him. "Who knows? We may or may not get to it."

"We are gonna do more than get to it," he said, flipping me again onto my back. "We are gonna get to it more than once … more than twice, even. Now off with the jeans, baby." He moved to unbutton them for me.

"Uhh…" I said uncomfortably, as he whipped my jeans off.

I always knew that Matt was highly aggressive when it came to his girlfriends, but it was a little nerve-wracking to see how aggressive he was with me. It reminded me of…

"Matt … maybe we should stop," I said as he kissed all over my body.

He groaned softly and looked me in my eye. "Coy, I haven't gotten any in like a month almost. You can't deny me this, baby. I want to be with you and in you."

"I understand that," I said to him softly. "I get that. But what happened to waiting till we were ready. Till you were in love?"

"But I am in love," Matt blurted out without thinking and I looked at him with a sideways glance.

"Really?" I asked with a half-smile and half-shocked expression. Matt looked at me unsure of what to say.

"Um … yes," he said kissing me softly. "Yes, I love you, Coy. That's why I want to make things special. I want to lose my virginity with a guy to you."

Everything with Tony left me then. Nothing else Mattered. Matt loved me.

"I love you, too," I said with a big smile.

Matt chuckled nervously. "That's good," he said. "So do we really have to stop?"

"Sadly, yes," I said pinching his nose. "But … our anniversary is in two days. I say one month screams making love time."

Matt smiled and grabbed me into a bear hug. "I think I can wait two more days," he said kissing me on the forehead.

"Good, because I love you, too, baby," I said enjoying his embrace, and for the first time not pulling away.

Matt felt uncomfortable. While he knew that he cared about me a lot, he didn't want to think about love when it came to a guy, and he didn't think he was in love. But he was horny and his hormones were telling him to go with it and to enjoy himself in two days.

"I love you, too," he replied back.

***

Carmen sat in the lecture hall  watching Josh as he slept. He barely had acknowledged her when he came in and then went to sleep. Carmen was surprised when the professor hadn't bothered him, she figured to avoid another altercation probably.

"Hey," Giselle whispered to Carmen. "What you going to do about junkie over here?"

"Don't call him that," Carmen whispered back. "And I don't know yet. I don't know what to say or do. I don't even know if it was drugs he was getting in the park, for sure or not."

"Oh, it was drugs," Giselle scoffed. "What are you going to do? Wait till the crack baby passes out from an overdose? You need to confront him."

"I don't think I can," she said putting her head in her hands. "It was simpler when Josh was Josh. The boy who was goofy and hot and kinda slow, but in the cute way. Not the possible drug addict."

Giselle sighed and shook her head. "If you don't want to confront him, I will," she said to her friend. "After all, he's your boyfriend, which means I kinda have to care what happens to him. So I can beat the drugs out of his system."

"No, that's quite okay," Carmen said with a small laugh. "But I don't want to talk about this right now. What's going on in Giselle's realm of pettiness and superficial being?"

"Aw, thank you for asking," Giselle said flicking her friend off. "Nothing much really. Tired of being single, so I figured I might give Nick Pagan a chance and try to get together with him."

Carmen thought about that and the situation concerning Ky. "Um, are you sure he's into … girls … like you, I mean?" she asked her friend, amused.

"Of course he's into girls like me," Giselle responded, giving Carmen a what-the-hell look. "I'm hot. I got a fat ass and a nice rack. Great hair … lips … the whole nine yards. Bitch, I'm the bomb, like tick-tock-tick-tock."
 

The two shared a laugh at that, and Josh woke up and looked around the lecture hall.

"Hey," he said to the two girls. "I'm hungry. Anybody got anything on you?"

"Munchies," Giselle mouthed to Carmen, who ignored her.

"Um … no, babe, I'm sorry," she said uneasily. Josh shrugged and got up from his seat and grabbed his backpack.

"Where you going?"

"Hey, Prof," Josh said heading to the door. "I'm mad hungry, so I'm heading to get some grub. Carmen, I'll see you at lunch." Without waiting for a response from either Carmen or the professor, he just walked off.

Carmen looked at the professor with the same surprised look HE had registered on HIS face.

'What the hell is his deal?' Carmen thought to herself—about Josh; not the professor.

***

"COY!" Tony said in a singsong voice as he ran up beside me. I sighed and rolled my eyes.

"Just because Matt's cool with you doesn't mean I am," I said as I tried to duck  away from him in the crowd.

I looked behind me and didn't see any sign of him. I ducked into the bathroom to hide away. It was empty, and I walked over to the sink and turned the water on. I bent down to splash some water in my face.

"FUCK!" I yelled as I saw in the mirror that Tony was standing right behind me. I wheeled around and stared him in the eye.

"Language, Coy, language!" he said with a laugh. "What happened to the Coy who never cussed? I miss him."

"I miss him, too," I said darkly. "But he's dead. You killed him. Now stay the hell away from me." I turned to go, but he grabbed me by my arm and pinned it behind my back.

"Now I can't do that," he growled in my ear. "A promise is a promise, and I promised you I would be back."

"Let go of me," I said trying to pull free of his hold. "What do you want from me?"
 

"I want to feel myself inside of you," he said, biting my ear. "Again. And again. And Again."

I kicked him in the balls and backed away as he stood there, looking at me angrily.

"You shouldn't have done that," he said taking a step toward me. The door opened and Anthony walked in.

"Oh, hey what's up?" he asked with a big smile. However, his smile faded when he saw me clutching my arm and an angry Tony crutched over in pain. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing," I said, walking out of the bathroom. Anthony looked at Tony with a confused look.

"Yeah, just horsing around," Tony said as he limped out of the bathroom.

Anthony stood there, shocked, but his mind was telling him something was up and he was going to find out exactly what it was. He pulled his cell out and dialed 7 on his speed dial.

"Thomas," he said after a few moments. "I need you to do me a favor."

***

Ky lay on his bed thinking about his situation with Nick and the whole gay issue. He didn't want to admit it but he wanted Nick just as much as Nick wanted him. He was still not completely okay with himself but he realized he was gay. Nick wanted to be in a relationship, but Ky wasn't ready for that. He wanted fun. He wanted sex. Being suspended, he was insanely bored and he wanted to explore his sexuality more to see if he could find someone better than Nick. But what could he do?

"I got it," he said after a moment. He opened his laptop and typed in Google. Once there, he searched for all the gay areas near Atlantic City. Ky was determined to find out how gay he really was or, if it really were just a phase?

***

"I'm coming, I'm coming," Nick said as he ran down the stairs to answer the door. "Giselle?"

"HI!" she said with a cheerful smile.

"What … um … what are you doing here?" he asked pleasantly surprised. "I didn't know you knew where I lived."
 

"I got connections in the front office," she said with a smug shrug. "I wanted to come by and talk to you. So … can I come in?"

"Sure," he said allowing her inside. He shut the door behind her and led her into the living room. "What did you wanna talk about, Miss Santos?"

She smiled at him and took a seat beside him on the couch. "I wanted to discuss the other week when we … you know … kissed … at the boardwalk."

"Ooh, yeah," Nick said blushing. "I'm sorry about that … it's just … I … I don't know."

"Well, I mean I did kiss you," she said, touching his leg. "Because I wanted to. There is nothing for you to be sorry for."

"Oh," Nick said shyly.

"I like you, Nick, and I like how we connected at the restaurant that night, and the kiss felt right." She then continued on; "At least, to me it did."

Nick looked at her with a sideways glance. "What are you saying?"

"I'm saying … I'm saying  …that I like you," she said with a hopeful look. "I hope you like me, too, or this will be really embarrassing."

Nick looked at Giselle with an unsure look. He knew his heart wanted Ky, but Ky always seemed to reject him, and only wanted him for sex. Here, he had Giselle who he might not be intimately attracted to, but he was almost positive that he could fall in love with her … or at least love her.

"I … I like you, too," he said with a small smile. He leaned in to kiss her. He realized … as he was kissing her … all he wanted was Ky … but he also realized that no matter how much he wanted him, he wanted to be wanted.

"What does this mean?" Giselle asked, breaking the kiss. "For you … and me?"

"It means … you be my woman," Nick joked in a deeper voice, making them both laugh. "That is if you want to be.  But too bad yo name ain't 'Bess'."

"Huh?"

"Never heard of the musical, Porgy and Bess?"

Giselle smiled at him. "Oh … of course," she said with a quick shake of her head, then leaned in to kiss him.

The two fell back on the couch and began making out.

***

"Hey, baby," Matt said sitting down at the table as we waited for our friends. I looked up from my class work that I'd forgotten to do. It was due in two hours.

"Hey, there," I said, smiling at him. He had a big grin on his face. "What's with the goofy-ass grin?"

"Because today is our anniversary," he said excitedly. I looked at him with an amused look.

"Yes, I got the chocolates you had delivered to class under the alias of Jessica," I said laughing. "The teddy bear was cute."

"Cuter than me?" he asked, taking a fry off my tray.

"Definitely," I joked and smiled back at him. "So what do you have planned for us tonight? After all, you've been planning something for the last few days, and I'm curious to know what?  You planning on gettin' a little poontang?"

Jerking back in surprise, Matt looked shocked.  "Only if you be my bitch," came the rebuttal. Then, in a devil's advocate's glare, he said, "It's a secret," The glare turned into a naughty smile as he slowly licked his lips. I smiled at him happy to have him in my life.

"I love you," I said with a big smile. He choked on the soda he was drinking. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah … yeah … just went down the wrong pipe," he said, clearing his throat as Carmen walked over with Giselle and Tony.

"Hey, Coy," Tony said, plopping down beside me. I sighed and rolled my eyes.

"Didn't learn your lesson yesterday?" I whispered to him.

Chuckling to himself, he began chatting with Anthony while Carmen and Giselle turned to me and began talking, but stopped when they realized I wasn't paying attention.

"Coy!" Carmen chided, snapping me out of my thoughts. It was so uncomfortable knowing that I was sitting beside the guy who'd forced himself on me when we were still kids.

"Yeah?" I asked as Tony's hand grabbed my leg. I cleared my throat and grabbed his hand and moved it off my thigh.

"Are you paying attention to me?" she asked, annoyed. "I was asking if you'd talked to Josh lately? He's acting weird and I wanted to know if you knew why."

I was about to answer when Anthony came over to our table. "I gotta talk to you, man," he said to me.

Carmen flashed me an annoyed look while Matt looked at Anthony with disgust.

"Um, I haven't really seen him much lately," I said getting up and grabbing my things. "But I'll catch up with him and see what's going on?"

I didn't wait for a response, but I did hear Matt mutter something angrily about Anthony as I left.

"What's up?" I asked him, as we walked out to the courtyard. He looked at me with a concerned look.

"How are you doing?" he asked with a serious look.

I laughed at how serious he seemed to be. "Um … I'm okay," I said taking a seat.

He shook his head. "Something's going on between you and Tony," he said, clearing his throat.

I looked at him nervously. "Uh … what do you mean?"

"I saw him grab your thigh in the café, just now…" he began. "Not to mention, you two were in the bathroom and there was an obvious amount of tension. I want to know what's up, and I want to know right now."

"Nothing," I lied. "Nothing at all."

"Coy … I care a great deal about you," Anthony said, looking me straight in the eye. "I know when you're lying. I know something is up."

"How do you know?" I asked defensively.

"Because I did a background check on Tony," he said. At that bit of info,  I looked at him nervously. "He has a rape accusation against him as well as an assault. But they were dropped."

"So what?" I asked him. "What does that have to do with me."

"Because the person who accused him was named Coy Alexander James," He replied. "So answer this question … Did . Tony . rape . you?"

I looked down at the ground there in the courtyard, tears welling in my eyes. I couldn't speak so I nodded my head.

"That fucker!" Anthony said angrily. "I'm gonna fucking kill him."

"No, you're not," I said nervously. "This is a secret only you and I know. Well, Josh, too, but I trust you to keep it between us. Meaning … don't confront Tony because it will bring unnecessary attention that I don't want."

"Coy, why didn't you tell me?" he asked, and by the tone in his voice and the concern on his face, I knew he was hurt. "I mean, we've connected so much. I've opened up to you, but you've been keeping secrets from me?"

"I don't like thinking or talking about it," I said with a sigh. "Look; tonight is a special night. It's my one-month anniversary with Matt. I don't want to be stressed out."

"What do you guys have planned for tonight?" Anthony asked, even though he didn't want to change the subject, especially to something about Anthony.

"Um … Well, I don't know what he's planning, but I know that I think tonight is the night that … um, we do it," I said, not able to look at him for some reason. I felt bad for telling him this, like it was wrong, but it wasn't wrong. Or was it?

"You're gonna have sex with him?" Anthony asked angrily. "I can't believe this shit."

"He's my boyfriend," I said shocked at how angry he was getting. "I have to do this for him!"
 

"What is this? Some kinda ritual you have to do to as a boyfriend?" he asked sarcastically. "You are supposed to have sex when YOU are ready for it, not because HE wants to. Are you ready for it?"

"He's ready for it, and I love him, so I'll be ready to do this tonight when we're together," I said getting up. "As my friend, I hope you can support that."

"You, of all people, know I don't want to just be your friend," Anthony said to me with a soft tone. "I want more."
 

"You can't have more, because I love HIM," I said a little harsher than I intended to do. "I've spent my whole life coming to terms with being gay and finding somebody that I can be with and share that with. Matt asked me out, and I feel like he IS the one."
 

"There is something seriously wrong with you if you think that Matt is the one you belong with," Anthony said with a laugh. "There is so much you don't know about him, but it's not my place to say."

"You're right; it's NOT your place to say," I said, getting angry myself. "Matt is a great guy, and all you are, is some jealous guy who's mad because he can't get what he wants."

I turned to leave but he grabbed my arm.

"Tell me, if he IS the one, why didn't you tell HIM you got raped?" he asked me, no longer angry. Just concerned. "If you really believe you love him and that he is the one, you would honestly have no secrets from him."

"Leave me alone," I said shrugging him off.

***

Josh sat out in the tree house of his old house thinking of how his life was slowly beginning to spiral downward. Sports were starting to become hard for him as Matt and Ky were getting more time on field than he was, and Carmen was annoying the hell out of him, by always asking what was wrong with him. He had ignored all her phone calls for the past twenty-four hours. He just didn't want to be bothered. She would never understand. She couldn't help him. Nobody could. All he had was his weed … and himself.

He looked out of the window of the tree house as he saw Nick walking down the street holding hands with Giselle, and Anthony laying back on the grass looking at the sky. He'd heard some things about Nick and Anthony's father. They could score some good drugs. The  only situation was … Josh couldn't stand either of the two of them. He'd just have to make do with what he had now. It was the only way to numb his pain and cause him to forget, temporarily, though it always was.

"Fuck," he said, noticing a car pulling into the driveway. He realized his day was about to get a lot worse.

***

Ky looked at his watch. It was only 9:30 at night, and he was sitting in the Paradise Club, a gay teen hangout, which was just an hour away from home. He realized he was bored out of his gourd. Most of the guys here were very effeminate, swishy, limp-wristed, and that just turned him off. The other guys were coupled off, leaving him all by his lonesome self.

"This sure was a waste," he mumbled to himself, getting up to leave.

He noticed a group of guys looking at him as he walked out. Not paying too much attention to them, he walked outside the club, the warm September air hitting him in the face. He would get a cab to take him home because being here really didn't do much except show him exactly how many people fit the stereotype of being gay. As he walked down the street, he saw a prostitute giving a guy a blow job and just laughed.

"I can't believe I thought this shit was going to help me," He said walking past the two who barely noticed him. He turned down a more dimly lit alley, trying to get back to the non-gay part of the area.

"Hey, fag," a voice yelled out from behind him. Ky sighed and turned around to see the same group of five guys from the club, standing there in front of him.

"You got some nerve to call me a fag when you were in the same club as I was," he said with a laugh. "Why don't you go back in and go find some ass to fuck, and just get the fuck out of my face."

The guys circled around Ky, obviously intending on jumping him. "See. None of us are fucking homos," The leader said to Ky as they shoved him around. "We came to find a pathetic fag like yourself and beat the fucking shit out of him."

Ky fell to the ground and looked his attackers in the eye. While he was a slim dude, he was no pushover but there was no way he could take on five guys.

"Give it your best shot," he said standing up. He closed his eyes and felt the first punch hit him in the face.

"I'm gonna make you wish you were normal," one guy said, kicking Ky on the ground.

***

Matt kissed me passionately as we lay in his bed in nothing but our underwear. "God, Coy, I've been waiting for this for so long," he said, licking me all over my body. "I want you so bad."

I tried to keep Tony out of my mind but I just kept picturing him on top of me.

"Matt … Stop," I whispered, but he didn't hear me. "Matt … please stop."

"Shhh!" he said kissing me softly.

"MATT … STOP IT!" I said as I pushed him off me. "I can't do this!"
 

"You have got to be fuckin' kidding me," he said angrily. "I had a nice candle-lit dinner made for you and took you on a picnic, and you are denying me this?"

"Look; I'm not ready," I said to him, surprised at his outburst. "I just want to wait. A little bit longer."

"I don't," he said to me. "I can't keep waiting around for you to let me fuck you."

I looked at him with a disgusted look and got up to put my clothes on. "I'll just go," I said to him as I dressed.

He made no move to stop me; instead, he merely lay back on the bed as I walked out of the bedroom. As I got to his front door, I felt a pain from my side. Something was wrong.

"Ky," I whispered.