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Jordan – Chapter two

Whilst reading this message from Jordan, I couldn't help but smile. I dont even know why, I mean, meeting Jordan could be a very dangerous act but then again, he was my friend -my only friend- and I was sure that he wouldn't
hurt me, right?

After getting out of the shower and drying my fur I went downstair to fetch some breakfast. My mother wasn't here though, and neither was Chris.
So I left a note on the kitchen table and grabbed my coat before walking outside.
It was cold for October, usually its still a little warm after the Summer.
I started walking to Phionex Park. On my way I came across a knife store. I thought I would have a look inside, better safe than sorry I figured.

“No!” I mumbled to myself. “Jordan isn't going to hurt me, I know him better than that!” So I stomped out of the store and walked the rest of the journey without hesitation.

As I walked into the park, tail wagging catiously behind me, I seen him sitting on a bench just along side the river. I stopped and stared at him for a while, until he turned and caught my gaze with his fearful eyes. I walked up to him slowly and sat beside him on the bench.

“Hi.” I said in a suprisingly squeeky voice.
“Hello.” He replied
“What am I doing here, did you want to talk to me or something?”
“Yes, I...uhm...”
“Stuck for words again I see, Jordan.” I said, grimly.
“No, Kyle..... Why are you gay?”
“What do you mean?!”
“ I mean, how can you be so disgraceful? Have you not heard all the horrible thing being gay can bring to you?”

“Jordan, I was born this way, this is who I am, what I beleive in, if what sex my mate is matters that much to you then.....then I dont know if we can be friends anymore, Jordan”

“No, Kyle I really like you, your the best friend I have ever had, you helped my while my mom was doing drugs or when my aunt died and you always helped me out with school or if I need a place to stay.”

“Then why are you being like this? Why can't you just accept me for who I am?
Why does it matter so much to you?”

“It matters to me because I dont want to be like you Kyle! I dont want people seeing us together and automatically think we're fucking or something!
Dude, I have even gotten undressed in fornt of you, and now the thought of you staring at me like that makes me sick!”

“Jordan, your my friend, I wouldn't look at you that way. Your straight either way, so why would I bother?” I exclaimed.

“Because thats what all you faggots want isn't it!? A straight dude you can turn queer! And no Kyle, no, I am not your friend, not anymore anyway.”

“Then why did you bring me here?”
“I needed to see if I could help you Kyle.”
“Help!? I don't need help, I'm not sick or something! Jeez, Jordan, Grow up a bit would 'ya!?”

“Look Kyle, there are lots of people you can see out there, nice people, who will help you get better.”
“No, Jordan, for the last time, I'm not sick!! Look, I'm just going to go okay.”
“What, no, I'm not letting you. You need help Kyle!”

He grabbed me and pulled me back down to the bench as I tried to escape.
“Jordan, get off of me! Let me go! Please Jordan your hurting me!” And he really was, he dug his claws into my forarm and drew blood, the pain was immense but he still wouldn't let go.
“Your not going anywhere until I sort you out, right pup!”
“Sorry, Jordan” I said and bit hard on his paw, I tasted his blood, his scent, his fur. He yelped and drew back his paw, realeasing me from his grip.

I ran away from him as fast as I could but when I turned I was suprised to see that he was not chasing me, just standing there in shock.
“Thats right, just run away like you always do, fag!” He shouted to me.
I stood there for a moment, realizing just how much my life had changed in the past. I left the park with a sore arm and a single tear running down my cheek.

I walked through the crowded streets not caring who saw me sobbing my eyes out. I reached my home, for the second night in a row, upset because of Jordan. When I reached my front garden I heard a voice come from across the street.
“Hey, Kyle!”
I turned to see the fox that recently came out at our school, he was alot handsomer than I remembered. Actually Kind of sexy. He was roughly the same height as me. Shorter fur, he had his head-fur styled really nice too.
As the figure came close to me I gazed into his beautiful hazel eyes, they were so pretty, it was like being in a trance if you looked in them for too long. He grew closer and I realized that he was actually a good 5 inches or so taller than me.
He stood infront of me staring down at me while I gazed up into his lustful eyes. His scent was......well it was warm, comforting, hard to explain but it was also full of his musky masculine smell.

“Uhmm, hi.” I said shyly
“Oh my god, Kyle what in fox's name happened to your arm!?”
“Oh, Uhmm long story. Im sorry, I never caught your name?”
“Oh, I'm so sorry, My name is Elliot, Elliot Murs. Pleased to finally meet you!”
“ Likewise, I guess you already know my name, huh?”
“Of coarse I do. Kyle Black. The whole school knows your name, since you and Jordan had that fight in the movies you have become the most popular person in the school!”
“How does everyone know about our fight?”
“Il tell you if you tell me about your arm? You Hungry?”
“Yeah I am actually, what did you have in mind?”
“There is a great new Indian food take-out near my place, care to join me?”

As I was thinking about Elliot's offer I gazed at my house, my mom wouldn't be too worried if I was out a little late. Heck this could even be good for me.
“Sure why not.”