Fan Fiction ❯ An Alternative Lifestyle ❯ The next day. ( Chapter 5 )
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By: Dark Illusions 
The next day.. another adventure.
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 09.18.2004 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.0K | Visits: 193 | Status: Completed
The next day.. another adventure.
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 09.18.2004 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.0K | Visits: 193 | Status: Completed
An Alternative Lifestyle
Chapter 5.
Waking up the next morning was next to impossible; I didn't want to let go of Ben. With both of us in just boxers, it felt real nice to cuddle. Ben was laying on his back, still asleep. My hand traveled up his chest as I lay on my side, just watching him lovingly. He was just so cute when he was sleeping; I wondered what he was dreaming about. Whatever it was, I hoped it was good. The covers were pushed down to our waist, keeping our upper bodies revealed. I was also happy that it was Saturday; it was good that Ben and I could spend the day together, and it would have sucked if we had to get up for school. I smiled to myself and kissed his jawline, which caused Ben to slowly open his eyes. I giggled as he looked at me, watching as he did his best to smile; he was still half asleep.
"Not a morning person?" I laughed softly and brushed my lips over his, and we kissed for a brief moment. Ben shook his head and shifted a bit beneath me, grinning as he rolled ontop of me and pinned me. I laughed again and hugged him softly, kissing at his neck.
"Mm. Not really.. But it's not too bad since I'm waking up beside you," he said and cupped my cheek. I pressed my face into his hand and sighed happily. "I love you Ben," I said softly.
"I love you too," he said before kissing me, and we lay there for a bit longer. Ben seemed to enjoy the cuddling too, as we remained close with our arms wrapped around each other. We rolled again so I was ontop of him, my cheek resting on the smooth flesh of his chest.
After a moment of silence and thinking, I finally spoke up. "Should we do anything today?" I looked up towards him, even more comfortable now; I don't think he wanted to do much either. Truthfully, I was still exhausted from the other night.
"Hm, well.. not that I know of. I need to run home at around 11 AM; mom wants me to help get groceries. But afterwards.. I'm free," Ben said and stroked over my upper back; I groaned quietly with approval. With a yawn, Ben sat up just slightly and looked over towards the clock, his eyes widening; it was ten minutes until 11 AM. "Shit!" Ben frowned and sat up fully. I moved off to the side and watched him as he quickly began to dress himself. It was sort of amusing, seeing him practically fall over as he attempted to pull on his jeans.. especially when they ended up on backwards. I giggled and lay on my side, watching him; of course, I was sad to see him go.. but it wouldn't take too long to get groceries, would it?
In record breaking time he was dressed. Quickly, he leaned over me and touched my cheek. "I swear I'll hurry up. Stay here if you can.. I promise I'll be back before you know it," he said before kissing me softly. It didn't last long sadly, and I only had time to return the kiss and nod before Ben was out the door.
I collapsed back onto the bed and stared up at the ceiling, smiling to myself and crossing my legs at the ankle; I was happy. What more could I want? I had the best boyfriend in the world.. and that was all that mattered to me anymore. Of course, having a good job and money was important too, but happiness was the headline.
Already I was missing Ben, but I couldn't just lay in bed and wait for him. So, after a few more minutes of resting, I walked over to my dresser and opened it, settling on a pair of black shorts, a white t-shirt, and white soft cotton socks. After pulling the clothes on, I headed out my door and downstairs.
I wasn't surprised to find my mom up and at the kitchen counter, sipping idly at a glass of water and smoking a cigarette. I said a simple "G'morning" and headed to the fridge, opening it and pulling out a half full jug of orange juice. I brought it next the counter and got a glass out.
"Did you have fun with your friend?" She said before taking another inhale of her cigarette; I never saw what was so good about the stuff, but I never really tried it. I didn't like the smell, either.
"Yeah, of course." I smiled at her and poured myself a glass of orange juice before placing the jug back in the fridge. Returning to my glass of orange juice, I took a gulp of it, downing half the glass easily. It was a small glass, anyway.
"You slept in the same room? I thought you teenage guys hated sleeping close to other guys. I didn't see you two most of the day after I got home," she spoke again, flicking off the ashes into the ash tray.
I blinked and placed my glass down, but did my best to keep calm and act like I always do. "What's so bad about it? We were just playing video games; you know how addicting that can be," I said with a smile, sipping at my glass again.
"I've never seen two teenage boys sleep in each others arms in just their boxers," she spoke calmly, just staring at me.
I choked on my orange juice for a second, nearly dropping the glass. I quickly swallowed and placed the glass on the counter, looking to her with a nervous face. Suddenly, I realized my mistake; I had completely forgot to lock my door. She must have checked on me when she hadn't heard from me. My face was flushed, and I didn't know what to say; could I really come up with an excuse she'd believe? Was I going to actually have to come out to my own mother, now? For a moment, my eyes were focused on the floor, and I was desperately searching for something to say. When I did finally look at her, I actually felt scared. "Mom, I.." My mind was tripping over millions of bad thoughts and questions, and over the realization of the fact of me being screwed.
"I didn't wake you two up, but I didn't know what to think. I was hoping I was dreaming.. hoping that there was an explanation to this. But I have a feeling there isn't one. Is there, Matt?" My mom put down her cigarette and kept her hand latched onto her glass. I couldn't tell if she was angry, sad; I could tell she was feeling something, though.
Still, I was quiet for a brief moment. I didn't know what to say. Should I just admit that I was attracted to men and not women? I sighed, unable to look her in the eye. I was too nervous. I shook my head and leaned against the fridge. Suddenly, I remembered what Mr. McNoff had told me the day before.
Love is love, right? It wasn't wrong for me to be in love with Ben.
I stood upright, and finally met my mom's eyes. "Mom.. for a few years, I've always felt something was different from me. Remember when I dated Jessica? I lied to you when I told you she broke up with me; I broke up with her. I didn't date her because I liked her in the first place, I dated her because I felt like I had to. I liked her as a friend, sure.. but.. but, I had no attraction to her. And it wasn't just her, either. I realized.. I wasn't attracted to girls at all. I denied it for years because I was afraid of what people would think of me," I took a breath and sighed, looking back towards the floor. "I thought it was wrong that I was attracted to guys. I admit.. I'm attracted to guys. When I met Ben.. I had an immediate crush on him. And, when I found out he was gay.. we just fit perfectly," I spoke as calmly as I could, my visage returning to hers. "I.. I love Ben. You have no idea how happy I am with him. Please understand.. please don't hate me for it," I practically choked on my last words and looked down to the side. I felt relieved to have finally got it off my mind, but how would she react?
My mom just sat there as if lost in the truth, trying to decide how she should react. Again, she took a puff of her cigarette, placing it back down afterwards. She looked at me; I could tell she was fighting more then one emotion. "Matt.. I'm saddened by it. You won't be able to carry on the family name. I'll never get to hear you talk about your children or wife," she spoke. My heart was pounding, and I felt like I was going to be sick. "But, Matt.. I can't change who you are. I can't make you be with a girl. Even though I don't like it, I can't change the fact that you're gay. If you're happy.. then.. that's what matters." I watched my mother pick up her cigarette and take another inhale, then look off towards the side.
I was glad she wasn't screaming, or that she wasn't about to attack me. I was just relieved that she could accept it; hopefully she could stick with her word. I bit my lower lip before I smiled a bit, and quickly hugged her. It took a moment before she gave a one-arm hug to me and patted my back. "Thank you," I said quietly before pulling away. She nodded before finishing off her cigarette; and it was over like that. I had come out to my mother.
Without anything else to say, I headed back up to my room and collapsed on my bed. I was smiling to myself. Sure, I wished that my mom would have been happy, but maybe she'd grow to accept it more and more. Besides, it was better than her going crazy or something.
I was surprised as I felt the sudden grope of two hands upon my rear. I sat up quickly, and looked back to a grinning Ben. I laughed softly and turned towards him, stretching out and realizing that I had fallen asleep again. "Hey there, sleepy-head," Ben spoke softly. He was wearing a different outfit; a sexy one at that. Again, tight jeans along with a pair of white sneakers, plus a white silk button-up shirt; oh, the temptation of undoing those buttons. I looked to the clock and saw that I had been asleep for two hours, but it was no big deal.
I leaned back a little as Ben crawled onto me, and we kissed softly for a moment. Afterwards, Ben plopped beside me and I slid my hand into his. Resting my head on his shoulder, he used his free hand to stroke over my head.
"You won't believe what happened after you left," I said softly and rested my other hand in his lap, my fingers squeezing gently at his thigh.
"Hm?" He kissed my head; I could feel him nuzzling his cheek into my head. I loved the attention he gave me..
"Well, I forgot to lock the door last night. And.. my mom saw us cuddling last night," I bit my lower lip and looked at him. He looked surprised, soon frowning as he turned towards me slightly. "What did she say?" Ben insisted.
"Well, she basically told me she was surprised to find us so close, and.. I managed to come out to her. I told her we were dating, and that I was happy with you. And, she said she was saddened by it.. but she was glad that I was happy. So, I guess that means everything is okay." I chuckled a bit, and he managed to smile.
"So, that's why she gave me that look when I came inside.." Ben grinned and looked towards me. I chuckled and shook my head, kissing his jawline and cuddling up against his side.
"Mm, so.. did you just go get groceries with your mom?" I said just out of curiousity.
"Oh, yeah.. she drove us to the grocery store, and I helped pick out groceries; she can be pretty indecisive, so she took awhile. But.. guess who I saw?"
"Who?"
"That Jeff asshole," he said. I sat up a bit and frowned slightly. "He just gave me a look, and I laughed. He didn't seem too happy, probably mad since he was kicked off the football team. Oh well, maybe he'll learn to accept differences."
I nodded and smiled slightly, kissing his cheek. Sitting up afterwards, I stretched out again. "Hopefully. So.. did you want to do something today?" I asked and looked to him.
"Of course. I'm not sure what we should do. I'm tempted to lay back down with you," Ben said with a grin, causing me to blush and chuckle softly. "But, I figure it'd probably be best if we got out and did something. It is a Saturday, after all; I mean, there's got to be something to do!" Ben pushed himself to his feet and offered me his hands, which I took quickly. Standing up with his help, I leaned into him and giggled softly. "And, if it's okay.. I can spend the night again."
"Of course it is. We just better lock my door this time," I said and chuckled softly, and so did he. After forcing myself to pull away from him, I went over to the drawer and changed into some jeans myself, plus pulled on my sneakers; with that, I was ready to go.
"Sexy as always," Ben spoke as I approached him. We kissed for a moment before I lead him out the door and down the stairs. My mom was in the same spot as she was earlier. She waved, we waved back, and then we headed out the door. Ben and I walked side by side down the sidewalk; the urge to slide my hand into his was practically unbearable. I don't know how I even made it through school, especially since we even had a few classes together. Once, he teased me in class by doing sexual gestures and whatnot. Of course, after class, I pulled him into the bathroom and returned the favor. We won't get into that, though. Anyway. I just, always wanted to be close. Not just sexual, mind you.. but, just being in any kind of contact. I don't know.. I don't know how to explain it. It was like a drug I couldn't stop taking. If I lost Ben.. I don't even want to think how life would be. I couldn't express how much love I had for Ben.
"Hey, you alright?" Ben asked, and I was slightly startled. I looked towards him and smiled. "You were out of it," he commented. I nodded.
"I was just thinking, sorry," I replied and gave a sheepish shrug. Ben giggled and leaned over to kiss my cheek; I blushed after feeling his lips. I glanced towards him afterwards, and he just smiled. No one really saw, anyway. And if they did.. they could go whine about it to someone else. I didn't care.
"So, you want to go get something to eat?" Ben spoke softly, stuffing his hands into his pockets. I nodded; I figured we'd just go grab a burger or so at the local cafe, and I was right. "Let's go to the cafe, then.. We can grab something to eat real fast, then go.. I don't know, go do our nails?" He smirked towards me, and I just arched a brow. We both chuckled; I was surprised he didn't start talking with a lisp.
The cafe was coming into view, now; a few cars there, but not too crowded. The cafe was just run by a nice, old couple. Good food, too. A lot of people would go there instead of McDonalds; I know I preferred the cafe. Besides, the cafe was a little bit cheaper. Why pay more for something that wasn't as good?
"Mm, I'm starving!" I announced, and we stepped into the parking lot.
"Me too," Ben replied, glancing up towards the cafe door as it opened. A group of five people came out, laughing and talking. Most of them were pretty big and built, almost looking like wrestlers or football players. Ben and I soon stopped as he both recognized one of them. The group soon stopped as well, and I felt the sudden rush of fear as I realized that we were in a bad situation.
It was Jeff and his friends.
Chapter 5.
Waking up the next morning was next to impossible; I didn't want to let go of Ben. With both of us in just boxers, it felt real nice to cuddle. Ben was laying on his back, still asleep. My hand traveled up his chest as I lay on my side, just watching him lovingly. He was just so cute when he was sleeping; I wondered what he was dreaming about. Whatever it was, I hoped it was good. The covers were pushed down to our waist, keeping our upper bodies revealed. I was also happy that it was Saturday; it was good that Ben and I could spend the day together, and it would have sucked if we had to get up for school. I smiled to myself and kissed his jawline, which caused Ben to slowly open his eyes. I giggled as he looked at me, watching as he did his best to smile; he was still half asleep.
"Not a morning person?" I laughed softly and brushed my lips over his, and we kissed for a brief moment. Ben shook his head and shifted a bit beneath me, grinning as he rolled ontop of me and pinned me. I laughed again and hugged him softly, kissing at his neck.
"Mm. Not really.. But it's not too bad since I'm waking up beside you," he said and cupped my cheek. I pressed my face into his hand and sighed happily. "I love you Ben," I said softly.
"I love you too," he said before kissing me, and we lay there for a bit longer. Ben seemed to enjoy the cuddling too, as we remained close with our arms wrapped around each other. We rolled again so I was ontop of him, my cheek resting on the smooth flesh of his chest.
After a moment of silence and thinking, I finally spoke up. "Should we do anything today?" I looked up towards him, even more comfortable now; I don't think he wanted to do much either. Truthfully, I was still exhausted from the other night.
"Hm, well.. not that I know of. I need to run home at around 11 AM; mom wants me to help get groceries. But afterwards.. I'm free," Ben said and stroked over my upper back; I groaned quietly with approval. With a yawn, Ben sat up just slightly and looked over towards the clock, his eyes widening; it was ten minutes until 11 AM. "Shit!" Ben frowned and sat up fully. I moved off to the side and watched him as he quickly began to dress himself. It was sort of amusing, seeing him practically fall over as he attempted to pull on his jeans.. especially when they ended up on backwards. I giggled and lay on my side, watching him; of course, I was sad to see him go.. but it wouldn't take too long to get groceries, would it?
In record breaking time he was dressed. Quickly, he leaned over me and touched my cheek. "I swear I'll hurry up. Stay here if you can.. I promise I'll be back before you know it," he said before kissing me softly. It didn't last long sadly, and I only had time to return the kiss and nod before Ben was out the door.
I collapsed back onto the bed and stared up at the ceiling, smiling to myself and crossing my legs at the ankle; I was happy. What more could I want? I had the best boyfriend in the world.. and that was all that mattered to me anymore. Of course, having a good job and money was important too, but happiness was the headline.
Already I was missing Ben, but I couldn't just lay in bed and wait for him. So, after a few more minutes of resting, I walked over to my dresser and opened it, settling on a pair of black shorts, a white t-shirt, and white soft cotton socks. After pulling the clothes on, I headed out my door and downstairs.
I wasn't surprised to find my mom up and at the kitchen counter, sipping idly at a glass of water and smoking a cigarette. I said a simple "G'morning" and headed to the fridge, opening it and pulling out a half full jug of orange juice. I brought it next the counter and got a glass out.
"Did you have fun with your friend?" She said before taking another inhale of her cigarette; I never saw what was so good about the stuff, but I never really tried it. I didn't like the smell, either.
"Yeah, of course." I smiled at her and poured myself a glass of orange juice before placing the jug back in the fridge. Returning to my glass of orange juice, I took a gulp of it, downing half the glass easily. It was a small glass, anyway.
"You slept in the same room? I thought you teenage guys hated sleeping close to other guys. I didn't see you two most of the day after I got home," she spoke again, flicking off the ashes into the ash tray.
I blinked and placed my glass down, but did my best to keep calm and act like I always do. "What's so bad about it? We were just playing video games; you know how addicting that can be," I said with a smile, sipping at my glass again.
"I've never seen two teenage boys sleep in each others arms in just their boxers," she spoke calmly, just staring at me.
I choked on my orange juice for a second, nearly dropping the glass. I quickly swallowed and placed the glass on the counter, looking to her with a nervous face. Suddenly, I realized my mistake; I had completely forgot to lock my door. She must have checked on me when she hadn't heard from me. My face was flushed, and I didn't know what to say; could I really come up with an excuse she'd believe? Was I going to actually have to come out to my own mother, now? For a moment, my eyes were focused on the floor, and I was desperately searching for something to say. When I did finally look at her, I actually felt scared. "Mom, I.." My mind was tripping over millions of bad thoughts and questions, and over the realization of the fact of me being screwed.
"I didn't wake you two up, but I didn't know what to think. I was hoping I was dreaming.. hoping that there was an explanation to this. But I have a feeling there isn't one. Is there, Matt?" My mom put down her cigarette and kept her hand latched onto her glass. I couldn't tell if she was angry, sad; I could tell she was feeling something, though.
Still, I was quiet for a brief moment. I didn't know what to say. Should I just admit that I was attracted to men and not women? I sighed, unable to look her in the eye. I was too nervous. I shook my head and leaned against the fridge. Suddenly, I remembered what Mr. McNoff had told me the day before.
Love is love, right? It wasn't wrong for me to be in love with Ben.
I stood upright, and finally met my mom's eyes. "Mom.. for a few years, I've always felt something was different from me. Remember when I dated Jessica? I lied to you when I told you she broke up with me; I broke up with her. I didn't date her because I liked her in the first place, I dated her because I felt like I had to. I liked her as a friend, sure.. but.. but, I had no attraction to her. And it wasn't just her, either. I realized.. I wasn't attracted to girls at all. I denied it for years because I was afraid of what people would think of me," I took a breath and sighed, looking back towards the floor. "I thought it was wrong that I was attracted to guys. I admit.. I'm attracted to guys. When I met Ben.. I had an immediate crush on him. And, when I found out he was gay.. we just fit perfectly," I spoke as calmly as I could, my visage returning to hers. "I.. I love Ben. You have no idea how happy I am with him. Please understand.. please don't hate me for it," I practically choked on my last words and looked down to the side. I felt relieved to have finally got it off my mind, but how would she react?
My mom just sat there as if lost in the truth, trying to decide how she should react. Again, she took a puff of her cigarette, placing it back down afterwards. She looked at me; I could tell she was fighting more then one emotion. "Matt.. I'm saddened by it. You won't be able to carry on the family name. I'll never get to hear you talk about your children or wife," she spoke. My heart was pounding, and I felt like I was going to be sick. "But, Matt.. I can't change who you are. I can't make you be with a girl. Even though I don't like it, I can't change the fact that you're gay. If you're happy.. then.. that's what matters." I watched my mother pick up her cigarette and take another inhale, then look off towards the side.
I was glad she wasn't screaming, or that she wasn't about to attack me. I was just relieved that she could accept it; hopefully she could stick with her word. I bit my lower lip before I smiled a bit, and quickly hugged her. It took a moment before she gave a one-arm hug to me and patted my back. "Thank you," I said quietly before pulling away. She nodded before finishing off her cigarette; and it was over like that. I had come out to my mother.
Without anything else to say, I headed back up to my room and collapsed on my bed. I was smiling to myself. Sure, I wished that my mom would have been happy, but maybe she'd grow to accept it more and more. Besides, it was better than her going crazy or something.
I was surprised as I felt the sudden grope of two hands upon my rear. I sat up quickly, and looked back to a grinning Ben. I laughed softly and turned towards him, stretching out and realizing that I had fallen asleep again. "Hey there, sleepy-head," Ben spoke softly. He was wearing a different outfit; a sexy one at that. Again, tight jeans along with a pair of white sneakers, plus a white silk button-up shirt; oh, the temptation of undoing those buttons. I looked to the clock and saw that I had been asleep for two hours, but it was no big deal.
I leaned back a little as Ben crawled onto me, and we kissed softly for a moment. Afterwards, Ben plopped beside me and I slid my hand into his. Resting my head on his shoulder, he used his free hand to stroke over my head.
"You won't believe what happened after you left," I said softly and rested my other hand in his lap, my fingers squeezing gently at his thigh.
"Hm?" He kissed my head; I could feel him nuzzling his cheek into my head. I loved the attention he gave me..
"Well, I forgot to lock the door last night. And.. my mom saw us cuddling last night," I bit my lower lip and looked at him. He looked surprised, soon frowning as he turned towards me slightly. "What did she say?" Ben insisted.
"Well, she basically told me she was surprised to find us so close, and.. I managed to come out to her. I told her we were dating, and that I was happy with you. And, she said she was saddened by it.. but she was glad that I was happy. So, I guess that means everything is okay." I chuckled a bit, and he managed to smile.
"So, that's why she gave me that look when I came inside.." Ben grinned and looked towards me. I chuckled and shook my head, kissing his jawline and cuddling up against his side.
"Mm, so.. did you just go get groceries with your mom?" I said just out of curiousity.
"Oh, yeah.. she drove us to the grocery store, and I helped pick out groceries; she can be pretty indecisive, so she took awhile. But.. guess who I saw?"
"Who?"
"That Jeff asshole," he said. I sat up a bit and frowned slightly. "He just gave me a look, and I laughed. He didn't seem too happy, probably mad since he was kicked off the football team. Oh well, maybe he'll learn to accept differences."
I nodded and smiled slightly, kissing his cheek. Sitting up afterwards, I stretched out again. "Hopefully. So.. did you want to do something today?" I asked and looked to him.
"Of course. I'm not sure what we should do. I'm tempted to lay back down with you," Ben said with a grin, causing me to blush and chuckle softly. "But, I figure it'd probably be best if we got out and did something. It is a Saturday, after all; I mean, there's got to be something to do!" Ben pushed himself to his feet and offered me his hands, which I took quickly. Standing up with his help, I leaned into him and giggled softly. "And, if it's okay.. I can spend the night again."
"Of course it is. We just better lock my door this time," I said and chuckled softly, and so did he. After forcing myself to pull away from him, I went over to the drawer and changed into some jeans myself, plus pulled on my sneakers; with that, I was ready to go.
"Sexy as always," Ben spoke as I approached him. We kissed for a moment before I lead him out the door and down the stairs. My mom was in the same spot as she was earlier. She waved, we waved back, and then we headed out the door. Ben and I walked side by side down the sidewalk; the urge to slide my hand into his was practically unbearable. I don't know how I even made it through school, especially since we even had a few classes together. Once, he teased me in class by doing sexual gestures and whatnot. Of course, after class, I pulled him into the bathroom and returned the favor. We won't get into that, though. Anyway. I just, always wanted to be close. Not just sexual, mind you.. but, just being in any kind of contact. I don't know.. I don't know how to explain it. It was like a drug I couldn't stop taking. If I lost Ben.. I don't even want to think how life would be. I couldn't express how much love I had for Ben.
"Hey, you alright?" Ben asked, and I was slightly startled. I looked towards him and smiled. "You were out of it," he commented. I nodded.
"I was just thinking, sorry," I replied and gave a sheepish shrug. Ben giggled and leaned over to kiss my cheek; I blushed after feeling his lips. I glanced towards him afterwards, and he just smiled. No one really saw, anyway. And if they did.. they could go whine about it to someone else. I didn't care.
"So, you want to go get something to eat?" Ben spoke softly, stuffing his hands into his pockets. I nodded; I figured we'd just go grab a burger or so at the local cafe, and I was right. "Let's go to the cafe, then.. We can grab something to eat real fast, then go.. I don't know, go do our nails?" He smirked towards me, and I just arched a brow. We both chuckled; I was surprised he didn't start talking with a lisp.
The cafe was coming into view, now; a few cars there, but not too crowded. The cafe was just run by a nice, old couple. Good food, too. A lot of people would go there instead of McDonalds; I know I preferred the cafe. Besides, the cafe was a little bit cheaper. Why pay more for something that wasn't as good?
"Mm, I'm starving!" I announced, and we stepped into the parking lot.
"Me too," Ben replied, glancing up towards the cafe door as it opened. A group of five people came out, laughing and talking. Most of them were pretty big and built, almost looking like wrestlers or football players. Ben and I soon stopped as he both recognized one of them. The group soon stopped as well, and I felt the sudden rush of fear as I realized that we were in a bad situation.
It was Jeff and his friends.