The Moretti Boy Pt. 1
This is my second attempt ever at writing a story. My first attempt that is not a school assignment haha. I'm going for an ordinary story start, then as it goes on it will unfold into a deep, in depth story. I have plans for this, but this is a rough draft, I literally wrote all of this part in about 20-30 minutes. I only proofread it myself a couple of times, if anyone wants to be my proof-reader that would be awesome! I'll continue this story depending on the response it gets.
The Morreti boy pt. 1
The sun gently warmed my fur as I embraced the fox I love. His arms wrapped around my neck while mine are linked around his perfect waist. Our muzzles meet for the thousandth time, deeply expressing the love we have for one another, displaying our affection to the wilderness surrounding us. We are in a vast meadow, the tall grass swaying in the cool breeze, licking at our legs. Green and lively forests lie in the distance, surrounding us as the mountains in the distance tower above us, keeping watch, like silent guardians making sure we will never be bothered again. The breeze picks up slightly as our kissing becomes more passionate. Our tongues explore each other's familiar maw and our hands begin to wander. I feel his hand slide from behind my neck, down my chest, message my abdomen, and into the front of my pants. I gasp, and then whimper slightly. I want more. Our kiss breaks and we stare into each other's eyes. I become lost as his crystal blue eyes gaze into my very soul. He leans in once more, but instead whispers seductively in my ear, "Is my wolfy ready?" I can only nod as I brace myself for what is to come. He grins and opens his muzzle to speak, "Ok, can you describe to me the differences between the sine, cosine, tangent, cotangent, secant, and cosecant of a right triangle?"
I snap back to reality and find myself in my fourth period pre-calculus class. Every student in the entire class is staring at me. I even hear a few muffled snickers off to the side. My eyes meet the clock and I read that almost 45 minutes had gone by, 'holy shit! I was out of it the entire period! Oh god, I have absolutely no fucking idea what the hell he is talking about, I missed the whole lesson!'
"Well?" The teacher asked impatiently. I looked to him, Mr. Schmidt, a German shepherd who recently emigrated to theU.S.straight fromFrankfurt,Germanyto begin a career in mathematics. How he ended up in a high school math classroom inTucson,ArizonaI will never ever know. My brain once again snaps back to present time and once again, draws a complete blank when I need it the most. "uhhh... I don't know." I managed to squeak out, just enough for the entire class to hear me. My ears were suddenly slammed with the sound of loud teenage laughter. My ears sank back as I looked back up to Mr. Schmidt. He sighed and shook his head, a gesture I was all too familiar with whenever any words came out of my mouth in his classroom.
RRRIIIIINNNNNGGGG. The bell banged on my eardrums on top of the class' laughter. I too, sighed, for this was a common occurrence and I had gotten used to being embarrassed in my classes on a daily basis. As the rest of the class began noisily packing up their bags and standing up to leave for lunch, Mr. Schmidt made an effort to talk over the clamor with his thick German accent. "Remember to re-read the chapter and review todays lesson! The homework is on the board I expect it to be in my basket as soon as you get to class!" He proclaimed as I began packing up my things. "Moretti!" I heard him call my last name, "Come talk with me after everyone leaves." This being a high school classroom, the other students made it out of the classroom in what had to be some sort of record time.
After everyone was got I got up from my desk and approached the German shepherd, my ears drooping once again. "Your performance in class today, was nothing short of unacceptable. This isn't the first time either. Your grade is slipping and I'm starting to question whether or not you will be able to even pass this class at the end of the semester." I looked down at the ground, "Ya, I know, this is about the millionth time we've had this conversation."
"When will it end?" asked Mr. Schmidt
"I don't know..."
"Well how about you come in every morning for 20 minutes before school and I'll personally tutor you?"
At this point I begin tearing up. "We've tried that before! I just end up even more confused!"
"What is exactly is so confusing about it?"
The tears start flowing and I finally reach my breaking point. "EVERYTHING!!!" I screamed. "I don't understand any of it!!! I try and I try and I try again and all I ever do is come up short! I do all the homework, I've never missed one, but all I get are shitty fucking grades!" My voice starts breaking as I begin to sob. "I'm so sick of being so fucking stupid!" I begin hitting my forehead repeatedly, "STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID!!!!"
"hey hey HEY HEY!!" He leaps up out of his chair and grabs my wrists to stop me. I slide down, leaning against the teachers desk as I sob uncontrollably. Mr. Schmidt lets go of my wrists, kneels down and pats my shoulder. "Now you listen to me.
You are not stupid. You are not the stereotypical knuckle-headed wolf. You are Danny Moretti, one of the most kind, gentle, and special furs I've ever had the pleasure of meeting. You are the only student I currently have who is ever polite and respectful to me when I'm not being brown-nosed around test-grading time!" He smiled, but the frowned once more when his little joke didn't raise my spirits, or stop me from crying. "Please stop crying and let me help you?"
Eventually my sobbing ceased and I sniffled. "Did you really mean it?"
"Mean what?"
"That I'm not stupid... that I'm nice..."
"Every word."
"Thank you... "
"Anytime!" He smiled once more.
I wiped my eyes and laughed, "Bet I look like a big baby, huh?"
He just laughed, "Not at all. It's good for a man to just let out his frustrations and sadness once in a while. Don't you feel better?"
"Kind of, I guess. I'll tell you what, I'm ready to tackle this! I'm going to prove to everyone that I'm not stupid!"
"That's the spirit! Now remember, though, it is more important that you prove it to yourself."
"Yes, sir! I'll be here at 7:00 sharp tomorrow morning."
"Great! I'll see ya then." He stood up, offered me a paw, which I took and he helped me get to my feet.
"Sorry for cryin' in your classroom haha..."
He smiled again, "Don't even worry about it, you get out there and enjoy the rest of lunch!"
We waved goodbye and I departed from the classroom. I stopped at the bathroom to clean up, and then I bolted downstairs to meet up with my friends. I walked out into the courtyard and crossed towards the Fine Arts building. My friends and I usually sit inside the hallway outside of the Band Room, seeing as we are all band kids, eat our lunches and just hang out. I entered the hallway and was greeted enthusiastically by my group of friends. There's Autumn (junior), a lively Australian Shepherd who is sometimes a little too hyper for her own good. Then there is John (senior) a stoner coyote and an extremely talented drummer. Chris (senior), a straight-edge coyote who is one of the funniest furs I've ever met in my life. Burtt (senior), a tall, lanky, bobcat who is the most laid back, relaxed furs I know. Phil, a loud, talkative mouse, but is one of the best friends and good furs I'll ever meet. Dakota (sophomore), a skinny skunk with large gauges in his ears and one of the most odd personalities in the world, but is also a great friend. Nick (senior), who is a pudgy bear and a lovable asshole, but can be very kind and caring when he wants to be. There is Nicole (senior), a blue-haired bat whom I've known since I was 5 years old. There is also Ashley (junior), a javelina who can be kind of bitchy, but has always been there for me. Last, but certainly not least is my amazing boyfriend, Danny (senior).
He is a beautiful red fox. My first boyfriend and my first love who I have dated for almost 2 years now. He had the most perfect body I've ever seen. He was skinny, but toned. His subtle, yet defined 6-pack formed a mout-watering "v" that always just poked above his pants. His shaggy brown head fur always looked messy, but somehow sculpted. In short I was absolutely ga-ga over him. How I ever ended up with him will be a mystery. I'm a senior as well. A gray wolf, complete with white muzzle, paws, and belly. Tufts of black fur are scattered across my gray fur. I have long, black head fur that is parted at the right side of my head, giving me bangs that drag across my face. Danny absolutely adores my hair, in fact he can't stop playing with it and stroking it as we cuddle! I weigh about 180 pounds. For a 6'1" gray wolf, this is a little below average. I'm not very muscular, in fact I'm rather skinny and undefined for a wolf. Yet being a wolf, I'm naturally very strong and sturdy. Nonetheless, I always wear tight band tees and skinny jeans with studded belts, which is why most people would describe me as a "scene kid".
"Hey guys!" I greeted everyone as I settled down next to Chris, "where's Danny?"
Phil piped up in the corner, "He went home during second period, said he was sick or something."
"Oh... he didn't text me or anything?" Phil just shrugged and I pulled out my cell phone and sent him a text reading, 'hey babe! I heard you went home sick today? Want me to stop by and take care of you after school? :3'
Almost immediately my phone signaled that he had replied. I flipped open my phone and saw a text from Danny, 'no don't come over. I don't want to get you sick. I'll see if I feel better tomorrow, ok?' I simply replied 'ok :/" and shoved my phone back in my pocket. Chris nudged me, "So you gunna go over there and suck his dick or what?" I laughed "No, he said he doesn't want me getting sick so I shouldn't go over after school. Nicole, who is across from me giggled as she peeled a banana to eat, "Fuck that! After school, go home make him some soup, and bring it to him!"
I smiled brightly, "That's a great idea!!!!!"
Having decided on my plans I impatiently waited for the school day to end, barely able to pay attention in my last two classes. This is really nothing out of the usual there. After the final bell I bolted to my car, and sped home.
I burst through the door hard enough to make my mother, Patricia, an aging white wolf, jump up right out of her seat. "David! You scared me half to death!"
I giggled, "Sorry I'm just excited!"
My mother gave me a puzzled expression, which caused me to roll my eyes.
"Danny was out sick today so I'm making him soup and bring it to his house!"
Now it was my mother's turn to roll her eyes, but she did so while smiling, "You are such a caring boyfriend to Danny, he's lucky to have you! But you have to promise to do your homework as soon as you get home!"
"Okay okay I promise!"
"If you need help don't hesitate to.."
"Ask," I finished her sentence for her, "Ok I get it now let me make his soup!"
"haha okay, don't burn yourself!"
I bee lined straight to the kitchen and pulled out a can ofCampbell's Chicken Noodle Soup from the cupboard. I put a small pot on the stove, set it on high, and emptied the can's contents into it. After a few minutes the soup began to heat up. I tasted it. "blech!" I proclaimed. It was pretty bland. I reached into the refrigerator, pulled out the chicken base and scooped some into the pot. I mixed in the base and added some salt, pepper and garlic. I lifted a spoonful to my mouth, it tasted so much better! Satisfied and poured the soup into a bowl, sealed it with plastic wrap and tape and ran out to my car, nearly dropping the soup.
The entire car ride there my tail was wagging uncontrollably, slapping repeatedly against the door. I wondered what his expression will be when he sees me. 'I bet he'll be so happy to see me! I hope he likes the soup!' I finally reached his house and carried the soup to the front door. I pulled out the spare set of keys he gave me and unlocked the front door. As I opened the door I heard a thud from upstairs. I grinned and stealthily shut the door. I placed the soup on the counter and began sneaking upstairs covering my mouth to stifle my giggling, ready to burst through his door and surprise him. As I neared the door, however, I began to hear inside the room, what sounded like heavy panting. 'there's more then one voice.' I stopped giggling. My hand started to tremble. I looked up towards the sky, 'please, god. No... please... no...' the panting only got louder as I got closer. Then I heard Danny's voice shout out "Oh god, Rick, more! I'm gunna cum!"
It was like a ton of bricks shot out of a cannon and pounded me directly in the chest. I felt... broken. Just then, something inside me snapped. I began seeing red and my hands curled into fists. I shook from my very core with pure, unfiltered rage, grief, and heartbreak. This is a very dangerous combination. I Sparta-kicked his door open to see a raccoon I've never seen before mounting my Danny.
Before he got a chance to turn around, I ran up and grabbed him with claws out from the back of his neck. After my claws sank into his skin, he screamed out in pure pain. I yanked him off of Danny and threw him across the room, slamming him into the wall. Danny whirled around on the bed and went pale, "D... David?"
"HOW THE FUCK COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME?!?!?!" I sobbed as my fist connected with Danny's maw. I could feel some of his teeth come lose as blood and spit came out of his mouth. I began crying uncontrollably for the second time today. "TWO FUCKING YEARS, DANNY! TWO FUCKING YEARS!!!!"
Danny began sobbing as well "I'm sorry David, I'm sorry!"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP! I've been so loving and caring for you! I always strived to better myself for you! Be the boyfriend I thought you deserved!" At this point my speech is becoming broken due to my sobbing. "I th.. *sob* thought you *sob* loved me?!"
"I do!"
" Then WHY?!?! You even took my virginity, Danny!!!! I can't believe I lost it to a two timing whore! HOW LONG HAS THIS BEEN GOING ON?!?!"
I heard the raccoon get up and charge me. I looked just in time to see him swing at me. I sidestepped and grabbed his wrist, pulling it across me, using his momentum to throw him off balance. In this split second I brought me elbow up and clocked him in the eye with it. As he fell over from the force of the blow, I brought my leg around and jammed it into his ribcage, where I felt and heard something crack. The pain obviously being too much for him, the raccoon blacked out. After I saw him lying on the floor, knocked out and beating, I returned back to my senses and fell against the back wall, crying harder than ever before. After a few minutes of heaving and crying and got up and ran to the bathroom across the hall, lifted the toilet seat and vomited. After everything in my stomach was gone, I just sat there, dry heaving over the toilet bowl, leaving my throat and stomach absolutely on fire. After I was finished I heard a meager voice whimper out my name, "...D... David?" Without looking at him a managed to croak out "shut up.. I never want to hear from you, or see you ever again..." I got up, not even looking into his room, and walked out of the house, forgetting about my bowl of soup inside.
Danny:
After spitting out the last knocked out tooth from my mouth and stopping the bleeding, I couldn't believe what had just happened. 'I deserve it though...' I thought to myself. After David left I didn't know what to do with myself. I remembered Rick on the floor, he was just some coon I picked up while cruising in the gay part of town, I skipped school, told everyone I was sick and went looking for a quick lay. "what the fuck was I THINKING?!?!" I screamed and pulled out my phone and dialed 911. After the first ring, a woman answered "This is 911 what is your emergency?"
It was impossible for me to stop myself from crying. "I need an ambulance sent to3725 N. Prado Verde Driveplease. My friend is unconscious and bleeding on the floor!"
"Paremedics will be there shortly, hang on tight"
I hung up the phone and headed downstairs with some asinine hope that David will be there will open arms screaming "I forgive you!" but as I knew, he was long gone. I noticed a bowl on the counter, "what's this? I don't remember this being here?" As I got closer I saw it was a bowl of chicken soup. "what the... oh..." I couldn't believe it. "I told him I was sick and he brought me soup... I told him not to come that I didn't want him sick, he took the risk and came anyway to try and make me feel better... He's always been there for me..." I collapsed on the ground, "WHAT THE FUCK DID I DO?!?!"
To be continued.