Chapter 1: Black or White - [First Person POV] A young boy ponders his relationship with two others.
Chapter 2: Am I Evil? - [First Person POV][Character Death][Descriptions of Violence] A young boy wonders where his actions place him on the scale of good and evil.
Chapter 3: Fly by Night - [First Person POV][Character Death] A young girl attempts to escape from the boy chasing her and wishes she was anywhere but there.
Chapter 4: When a Wish Comes True - [Onesided FxF] She likes her friend as more than a friend, but it's just a matter of unreciprocated emotions blown out of proportion.
Chapter 5: Costume - [First Person POV][Character Death][Talk of Physical Abuse][Floating Dialogue] He's got a new costume to hide in plain sight.
Chapter 6: Hear Me Lord - [First Person POV][Character Death][Prayer][Floating Dialogue] The boys deal with an unexpected death the only way they know how.
Black or White
It was night time when we met in the school playground. The crescent moon smiled down upon us with its silvery light. A light fog, that shined with the moon's silver glow, filled the air around us. It gave my female companion a look that belonged only to an angel. If what she had just said to me hadn't just shocked the hell out of me, I would have smiled at her lovely appearance. I would have taken her into a loving embrace. I suddenly found myself climbing a stairway leading to a bright golden light. What was that light?
I love you.
I- I have strong feelings for you, too, but... This bright light intrigued me. I took another step up. Bested, once again, by curiosity.
I want to be with you.
As do I, but... I found myself a few more steps higher. Heaven? Was this Heaven?
Please, come with me...
I want to... I want to take you in my arms and hold you, whisper that sweet nothing stuff our parents always go on about in your ear, but I... I ascended a few more of the pearly white steps and discovered a silhouette at the end of the stairs. A silhouette amidst the glittery golden light. A silhouette that looked all too familiar to me. A silhouette of the one that was the delight of my dreams. The Princess What's-Her-Name to my Earthworm Jim. The Mindy to my Mork. The Heaven at the end of my stairway.
Please, accompany me to Heaven...
I found myself suddenly being embraced with a gentle kiss. My Heaven suddenly lost its golden glow. I wanted to enjoy this, and the twisted part of me was, but I... I looked about frantically as Heaven suddenly became Hell. Everything was a black red, black fire consumed all that was around me. My stairs, once pearly white, where now black. The color of hatred. The color of sadness. The color of emptiness. The color of my reality if this abomination unto my friends continued. Yet, glowing brightly in the red darkness, stood my silvery angel, smiling at me, her pearly white teeth giving off a glow of their own, her hair giving off a bright silver sheen. If- If I followed my angel, my guiding light amidst the darkness, I'd be safe in Hell, right? She'd protect me, right? I hesitantly ascended another step. Should I follow? Or retreat? God, which path should I choose? Please, give me a sign. Black or white?
...where nothing will matter, except you and me.
When the gentle kiss was broken, I could only stare at her beauty in a slack jawed state. If the night had been brighter, I would have seen her pearl skin turn a deep shade of crimson as she shyly looked away from me. Do you realize the situation you've just put me in? If I go with you- If I love you, things will change... In this Heaven you promise me, people...will hate us. They'll despise us. My silvery angel, beckoning me to follow her into the darkness, slowly turned to walk away. I stood still, rooted at the end of my stairway. This didn't lead to a bright Heaven, it lead to a dark Hell. Do you want that Hell? Do you?
They just won't understand our love.
Understand? I barely understand it. And I'm directly involved. I understand one thing though. As I watched my angel walk calmly into the dark unknown, my right foot took a step back. If I go with you, I will lose someone dear. My left foot soon followed. The silvery one turned to beckon me again, but I had already turned to descend the black lonely stairs. This was not the path I wanted. Not this empty, lonely place. Not black. My destination was elsewhere. A place that was full of friends. White. I'd rather lose you, than lose him. I can't do it. Not to him. I heard an angelic voice calling my name as I calmly made my way from the Hell I abandoned. The stairs, once the color of emptiness, were regaining the color of fellowship, white. The twinkling stars once again reclaimed the vast skies and the dull yellow lights from people's houses began to dot the ground I could see far below.
She grabbed my shoulders in a desperate attempt to make me change my mind.
I can't, no, won't go behind Stan's back. He's my best friend and I owe him that much. I finally reached the bottom of my stairway, where I returned to the playground. He- He'd do the same for me. That's a friendship I just can't throw away. I'm sorry... I tenderly hugged the girl who started to shed mournful tears. I love you enough...to walk away. You have a future with him that would be the color of togetherness, fullness; white. I don't see that with me. I only see the color of loneliness, emptiness; black. She looked up at me, her big puppy dog eyes just screaming out to be loved.
But, Kyle... Think about what you're saying!
I have. And I'm positive I'm making the right decision. "I'm sorry, Wendy..." came my hoarse reply. I released her from my embrace and turned the opposite of her. Loud, tearful, heartbreaking wails lightly echoed off the brick fencing surrounding the play yard. I didn't want to see her cry. I couldn't see her cry. If I did, I wouldn't be able to leave. My own heart would break. "I'm sorry..." I left her standing alone in the playground, crying amidst the misty pale moon light. Despite the fact that I had chosen the path of white, I felt black. I had to ignore her. I had to walk away into the white blackness. And because of it, I shed tears.
[FIN]