Against the World Ch. 1

Chapter 1


We sat huddled up for warmth underneath my overturned bed. Daddy had his arms wrapped tight around me to make sure I was warm, I was. We watched from my bedroom floor out the window to see the horrible thunderstorm that wreaked havoc on the city.

I hated thunderstorms like this, they were so scary. The rain poured in from the ceiling and made large puddles on the floor. When the water began to flow and surround us, Daddy grabbed my and set me on his lap. He didn't want me to get wet.

"Are you cold, Jason?" Daddy asked me. I buried my face into his warm arm and shook my head. He laughed and rubbed my back. "It's okay, I am too" he said, "When the rain weakens we'll go across the street to the laundry mat. I have a few quarters, so we can turn the dryers on and get all nice and toasty"

"Mommy left because all you had was quarters, didn't she?" I asked. I heard Daddy take a deep breath.

"Mommy left us because she found someone who made a lot more money than Daddy" he said cradling me. "I'm just glad she didn't take you too. You're all I have left."

"I wouldn't leave you, Daddy" I said. "It's me and you Against the World, right?" he held me even tighter and ruffled my hair.

"That's right buddy" he whispered into my head. "Me and you Against the World…" I smiled and wrapped my arms around Daddy's arm. It was so big, like a pillow just for me. I snuggled closer to it for warmth and then frowned when I felt some rain fall on my cheek. I looked up, the rain was falling from Daddy's eyes.


*Fourteen Years Later*

I was rushing to get ready. Kenny would be here any minute to pick me up. We were going out for the night and I was rushing to get the placed cleaned before Dad got home. He was out all day looking for another job and I knew he was going to be tired. I wanted him to worry about one less thing when he got back home.

"I'm home!" I heard my Dad announce from the door. I cursed quietly and rushed the last of the dishes into the dishwasher and pressed the start button. "Jason?"

"In the kitchen!" I called out. "Take your shoes off, I just mopped!"

"Way ahead of you kiddo" Dad said walking into the kitchen with shoes in hand. I smirked at him and pulled his dinner out of the microwave. Dad set his shoes on the floor underneath the barstool and sat down at the counter.

"Here's dinner for ya, Dad" I said placing his food out in front of him with a knife and fork. Dad's blue eyes went from droopy to wide. I could hear his stomach from here.

"Salmon?" he asked hopefully. I smiled and nodded at him. "Jason, where on earth did you get the money for Salmon? Rent is due in a few weeks, we can't buy things like Salmon when Ramen and Tuna is all we could afford right now…"

"Dad its cool" I assured him. "I got a friend at the docks. He's a supplier for the local restaurants. We made a deal and he'll give me the weeks' smallest fish for almost nothing. So eat up!" I smiled. I could see his eyes getting teary. There was a knock at the door and then we heard it open.

"Hello, anyone home?" Kenny asked. I smiled as I heard his soft footsteps enter the house. Kenny's been a part of the family for as long as I can remember. When my parents split up, we stayed with Kenny's family for a little while. My Dad went to college with Kenny's mom. They were practically family.

"Like hell are you bringing your muddy shoes into my house!" I shouted. Kenny appeared in the doorway of the kitchen with his shoes in hand as well. There was a large smirk on his and my Dad's face.

"We all knew you a little too well, Jay" Kenny said. I placed my hands on my hips and rolled my eyes.

"I'll be right there, just gonna grab Dad a beer and then we can go…" I said. Kenny nodded and backtracked to the front door.

"Here you go Pop" I said placing a can of beer next to my Dad's dinner plate.

"Where are you two kids going?" Dad asked.

"Dad…its Bowling Night" I said. He knew this. Dad nodded and I jumped around the counter to his him a kiss on the head before walking over to the front door.

"You two kids have fun and be safe!" Dad called from the kitchen. "And if you meet any girls, make sure you are even safer!"

"Will do dad!" I shouted. I slipped my shoes on and Kenny and I left the house. I closed the door and locked it up.

"Girls…?" Kenny asked pressing my back up against the door. I bit my lip and I felt his leg slip in between my legs. He kissed me and grabbed my hands. "You haven't told him yet, have you?" he asked rocking his groin up against mine. I swear, if I wasn't afraid of being naked in public, I'd so do Kenny right here.

"Dad's had a couple of bad weeks…" I said making excuses. "I'll tell him eventually, I promise" I said. Kenny kissed me again and held my lip with his teeth and then he sucked on it.

"Promise?" he asked, "I'm tired of just being your best friend when he's around. I don't want to hide anymore…"

"We're not hiding…we're being cautious…" I said. "I don't know how exactly he'll react to me being gay yet. I need to break it to him gently…soon I promise…" I said with my sweet voice. Kenny was butter.

"You're lucky your good in bed, otherwise I'd never put up with you" he said. I laughed and pushed him off of me. Taking his hand I led him down the hall and into the elevator.

"Correction" I said eyeballing him up and down, "You're lucky you're good in bed, otherwise I'd never put up with you" I said winking at him. He hugged me and we walked out of the building and into town. We needed to find a decently priced hotel for the night. What Dad knew as Bowling Night was something else entirely to Kenny and I. Bowling Night was actually Sex Night.