i supose this is art related. this is a thread for readers that are interested in a story im writing. you can post comments, just make sure not to be insultive. and dont add to the story.
Prologue:
I never knew how big the world realy was. I had always stayed in the small town of lewiston. never realy planing on leaving. Im a sophomore at the local high school, Lewiston High. I was a orphan. My parent died when i was young so i was taken to a orphanage. I started living by myself once i turned 14. I never cared for anything, clubs and freinds were always something that were more of a bother then anything in my mind. Espetialy since no one wanted me to be there freind since i kept my hair so long, i hardly ever cut it since i never had enogh money to get it cut. lots of guys would mistake me for a girl, so ocasionaly i was asked out. yet once they found out i was a guy they would beet me up. every day i waited till i would finaly die from the daily beatings. Of course that was until i met him. The only person i ever liked or cared about...well not a person i should say...hes actualy a humanoid crocodile. i know it sounds off but he realy is. i didnt believe it at first eather. well i guess i should explain a little more in detail.
Chapter 1: The Fear of a Heart Beat
I never realy planed on doing anything after school. Once school was out i went straight to work. I had a job as a florist. i wasnt very good but then again i was making money so i must have been doing something right. After work i would go back to my apartment. i had no furniture, no t.v, nothing that you would see in a normal apartment. All i had was a minifridge, a blanket and pellow, and a small table lamp...ironic since i have no tables...that and a few cloths for school. on weekends i would go for jogs so i could keep up my appearance. My life wasnt all that simple. I was still at the bottom of the food chain when it comes to school. My life was nothing but a constant cycle of pain and sweat, not to mention i had a habit of not showing any emotions. The only emotions i knew where pain, sarrow, and little if any joy. Of course i only showed joy when i got a bonus at work. Yet i learned a new emotion at school one day, fear. There was a new student that transfered from another school a few weeks back. He was a towering jiant, he was also well built. I only saw him a few times, but it seems he had his eye on me. I had finished eating lunch, but as i turned he stood there with a rose. he handed to me and said "I know it must be hard for you hear this, but want to know if you'll be my girl?" i knew this type. the type of guy that thought he was all that. i told him "go away. im not a girl so no. now goodbye" i stood up and walked away, but he didnt. Once school ended i started my usual shortcut threw the woods, but i was followed. The exchange student and a couple others had followed me. i start to run as fast as i could. It was the first time i had ever be chased outside of school. I tryed to out run them, but my luck was cut short. once the got a hold of me they started beating me to a pulp. The exchange student saying"how dare you make a fool out of me you peice of crap!" He then started stomping on me only avoiding my face as not to show proof. Sudenly a noise came from a distance. i was so badly beaton that i couldnt move. They left me there once the noise came closer. I saw a blurd green object step in my sight. I then herd a warm and calming voice say "Its alright. Im here now." i sudenly felt my body being carried. My heart raced with this warm feeling. I first thought "whats going on? i...i dont understand this feeling...what is it?" I was scared of my own heart beat...how many can say they have. I never knew what that feeling was. All i knew at the time was that i enjoyed that feeling.
Chapter 2: Fateful Encounter
I awoke in a small brick room on a qween sized mattress. It seems that i was so badly beaten that i must have passed out. I sat up in the bed , seeing my sides and arms had been bandaged. Of course i first thought of my job and my homework. I suddenly heard foot steps from the door. The door slowly opened. Out came a large creature, at hirst glance it looked like a crocodile monster, all it wore was a pair of cargo shorts. I froze in my spot, my expression was still plain thoe. It suddenly walked over to me and put its clar like hand on my head and said "you shouldnt let others do that to you. you need to stand up to them, or at least avoid them." It then started to dandage my fore head. I think that was the first time someone had ever worried about me. My heart started racing again. Why was this...Creature...making me feel this way? I thought that it was trying to do something to me. But what i couldnt figure out was why it was keeping me alive. This thing must have been planing something wiith me. It then placed a plate of breed and water on the bed. it looked at me and said "you need to eat. If you want to get better yo have to eat." I was hesitant at first, but i relized i had not eatten dinner. The bread was satale and crumbly. the water seemed to be from bottled. it wasent the best meal...but it was probibly better for me then what they put in thoes T.V dinners. Once i finished he moved the plate off me. From the way it acted i asumed it wa a male. The creature looked at me and held his claw out and said "Nice to meet you, im Croc...well its what people yell at me anyways." I trimbled a little but i shoke his hand and said "I'm Al. Thank you for helping me." "no its nothing, i just did what anyone would do." "ya seems like im helped alot..." "I can relate. Many shoot first and ask questions never when they see me. I glade your not like one of thoes people." "heh heh ya i guess." suddenly i thought,
"shouldnt i be runing? not laughing at this thing attepts at freindship?" measly to say is was working. i sune found my self in a long conversation with Croc. It was the first time i had ever laughed since i was little. It was like a family moment you see in a christmas spetial. After we finished talking he stood me up and carried me to a manhole. we had aparently been in a unused underground bunker. he opened the hatch and said "You should probibly get back to your family." "...im actualy on my own..." "I-im sorry. i didnt mean to bring up bad memories." actualy...i was glade to have someone worry about me. Croc lifted me out of the hole and back onto the forest floor. He waved goodbye saying "Come and visit again ok!" I waved back at him and walked of with my bags. as i walked home my eyes teired up, i touched my face and looked at the tear with a blank expression. i said "I guess its going to rain. i better hurry home." Surprisingly...it was sunny for the rest of the day.
Chapter 3: Fever Freek
About 3 weeks had gone by since i first met Croc. I would usualy vist him on mondays and fridays. Over time i became great freinds with him. I was even starting to show more and more emotions. Of course when i was around Croc all i did was smile. Croc told me the many stories of his travels. Like how when he was younger he would sneak out at night and eat the sheep from farmers in Mexico. Or how he once had to hide in the nose of George Washington at Mt. Rushmore. I never asked about his early childhood thoe. I felt it would bring up bad memories. Everythings was going fine until one cold October day. I climbed down the latter to see Croc as i usualy did, but i found him on the floor of the kitchen next to a broken glass of water. I ran to his side and tried to get him up. I yelled "Croc! Croc! what happened!" as i turned him on his side he said "I-i dont know...i think i may have a cold is all..." I then remembered that Croc was a crocodile, and that since he was cold blooded that it may have been dangerous for him to live in shuch cold enviorments. I dragged him to his bed and put him under the covers. He looked up at me and said "im sorry i wasnt able to make you your tea." I looked at him and said "Just get better ok. im going to stay here and help you get you back to your old self. ok" I went to the kitchen and started making soup. i had never realy been good at cooking but if it was for Croc i would have done anything to help. I had tried to cook a best as i could but i was still causeing a hill of problems. I had taken the soup into his room after i asumed i made a good batch. Croc leaned up as i walked into the room. I layed the trey on his bedside. He lifted the bowel and siped. saying "...is this warm water?" I had one of thoes "im terible at everything i do" moments. he just smiled and contiued to eat his soup. I said "if theres anything you need ill be right here." he glanced over and looked at me. his scales slightly darker. he put the soup and trey on the table, then he wavered me over to him. As i got close to him he grabed my rm and threw me onto his bed. He then stood over me saying "you know...youre cute when your guards down." My heart raced. I didnt know what was happening. I thought that he was going to eat me or kill me, but then i remembered that it was Croc...and some how...i was fine if it was him who did it, but he didn't. Insted he moved closer to me. i yelled "g-get off of me!" I swung my hand with out relizing it. But he grabed my wrist before i hit him. he put his other hand bellow my right hand. He looked at me and said "You know you cant hurt me. now hold still." he then leaned in closer
to me. I tryed to look away but coudnt help but look at him. He leaned in closer and kissed me. I layed there motionless as he kissed me. his warm wet tounge pressing the inside of my mouth. i didnt know wether to enjoy it or push him away. Once he stoped he said "blushing quite alot for someone who doesnt want this." his smirk was different from his usual smirk. It seemed more devilish and evil. i said "a-are you even the real Croc!?" he smiled and moved up on me. he said "your just so....cute..." he seemed to have passed out on top of me. He was to heereavy for me to shove off, But all i could do was hold him. He shifted to his side and held me close. all i wanted to do was stay there in his arms, but i had to come back to reality. I finaly managed to slip out of his grip. Once i did i tried to run, but once i did, i finally relized what kind of trap i was in.
Chapter 4: Define Love
A week had passed after the inciident with Croc. I didn't know whaat to do. almost every day i worried that his cold got worse. That he had gone and died. I also couldn't stop thinking about the kiss. it plaged my mind each moment i thought of Croc. It was my first kiss, and he stole it from me. Yet i didnt know how to feel about that. Should i have been upset or happy? I was still trying to understand emotions. They were irritating, they kept causing me pain and plesure. I decided to go to the school library. I asked for a book on emotions. The only thing i got was a series of definitions which wern't very clear. I then chose to go to the public library to see if they had anything. I asked the librarian if there were any books on emotioms. Unfortunately i somehow ended up in the romance novel section, but since i was there a got a book called "New Love". The book was a story about two people who felt like they could never be together. I only managed to read the first chapter. Since i didn't finish reading it i checked it out. Thoe while i was at the counter the librarian gave me a odd look. She said "Young lady i dont know if this is you kind of book." I gave my usualsigh and said "I'm not a woman. I'm a guy." She blushed and said "oh...Now i see." Before i left i thought she had gone senile. I started my walk home home, but since it was faster to go threw the woods i decided it would be best to visit Croc. I walked over to the manhole sized door and opeaned it. Each step down the latter felt heveier ,and heveier. Once i hit the floor i slowly walked into the living room. I saw Croc on the couch pssed out and smelling of liquor, and with a glass of whisky on the table. It looked to me as thoe he had been drinking nighty since i left. I walked over to the sleeping gator and rubbed his head. The side of his face was warm and wet with tears. I hadn't seen him in almost three weeks. All i could do was look at him in his sleep. My eyes moved across his body, looking at the detail of each scale. i also remembered how warm he actualy felt. I always found it odd that he was so warm even for a reptile, but i also thought of it as cute in a way. My eyes started the droop agenst my will. Before i knew it i had fallen asleep on top of him. That night i felt my body heat up even im my sleep. This was also the first time i had drempt, and all i remember was that it was a good dream.
Chapter 5: Welcome Home
The morning came without notice. The sound of birds chirping and the trees swaying in the wind. I opened my eyes to the sight of Croc's wicked grin. I sprung up at the sight of it. He stayed down and said "good morning to you too. I Didn't expect to see you again after last time..." His eyes turned to the side as he said it thoe.I felt compeled to tell him how i felt about what had happened. but i decided to get off of him first. As i moved off him he leaned up put his hand on my sholder. I turned and looked at him. He said "Al...i know its a bit hard for you to see me. I take up alot of your working and study time." "No!...I mean no. Im fine. I-I can work my hours and study." "Well... I... I want you to live here with me. You know. So its easyer for you to see me and you can even get to work and school faster." I stood there thinking of all the thing that could happen if i said yes, even the sound of yes to his question would have felt like a christmas holiday to me. Instead, i ended up saying "I...I'll think about it." It may not have been what he wanted to hear, But the look of hope in his eyes was enough for the both of us. I picked up my bags and walked over to the hatch. Before i left he said "Have a good day at school." i looked back and said "I'll try." I climbed the latter and closed the hatch on my way out. The rest of the day i delt with more comments on my features and looks. Afterwords i went to work. My manager walked over and said "Al...are you in love?" i droped a plastic vase at the question. I said "What?" "Well your designs with the flowers are alot more...emotional, then usual." "There the same way i've made them." "No no no. You can't pull wool over my eyes Al." I sighed and looked away. the manager just kept bothering me about it all day by asking questions like "So whos the lucky guy or gal? Whats there name? Are they cute?" By the end of the day i went back to my appartment and layed in my so called bed. I thought about the managers words and questions. I thought about Croc and compared him to all the things that the manager asked men. Sure he was cute, handsome, nice, and very smart. But could i really be in love with him? In love with Croc? No i couldn't be, but if i wanted to be sure then i would have to be with him more. I decided to pack my bags and things to go live with Croc. I made my way to the shelter and opened he hatch. As i caried my bags down i heard Croc say "Im glade you decided to stay with me." I turned to see his smiling face. He carried my bags and put them next to a shelf of rations. I layed on the couch and coved myself with my blanket. Before i could even close my eyes Croc lifted me up and carried me to his bed room. "Oh no. Your sleeping with me." "wh-what!?" "It's to cold for me to sleep alone. So your gonna sleep with me ok." I didn't really see a reason not to. It was winter so he realy did need me i supose. He laid me in the bed, it felt nice to lay on something that wasnt just a carpet on a hard floor. Then he got in the bed with me. At first i was focused on the soft bed, But then i relized he had taken his shorts off. He had fallen to sleep the second he got in the bed. As for me i had troble coping with the feeling of Croc's body agenst mine, But then i felt him pull me closer and his arms close around me. The feeling in chest from before returned. This feeling was what closed my eyes and sung me to sleep. This feeling...Could it have been love?
