The Man Named Jay.

[Sock Full of Boiled Dimes]

This is the factual story of a man named Jay Whiteman. I sat down with Jay a few months ago to hear his story for a human piece interest story for my college class. I paid close attention to detail and recorded and wrote down his story. What he told me was so amazing that it bears repeating in story form. Jay was tragically murdered last week he was 29. He leaves behind 2 kids and a loving wife. The story takes place between the ages of 18 and 25. The only difference is that in attempts to recreate his story I glorified some of the things that he said and put more emotion to it. In no way though did I change anything he said. This is his story...

PART 1

My name is Jay Whiteman and this is my story. I lived in a small town in the state of Maine with a class of roughly 23 people. I graduated in 1994 and was finally happy that I was free. My whole class and I decided that we would have a spur of a moment party because no one would be seeing anyone else after that night. The sad part was even though everyone was saying "Oh we'll keep in touch" the truth was after 2 or 3 weeks everyone was forgotten.

After the graduation ceremony and after everyone was in tears my friends Eric, Joe, and Demitri convinced me to go with them to go pick up some women. So naturally and without hesitation I hopped into the back of Joe's truck with Demitri in the back and we went to go pick up some ladies. What they had failed to mention to me is the all three girls were 15 or 16. We of course decided to be ignorant about it staging the "Don't ask age rule" last year when we all turned 18. I know you think that is sick, but at the time it seemed like a pretty good time. That was until next year Eric gets caught with a 13-year-old only to scream "I didn't know she was 13." I believed he didn't, but the cops didn't. All charges were dropped because his father actually managed to bribe the parents. I kid you not though the NEXT day he gets a hummer from this 13 year old girl.

My friends ladies and gentlemen.

At the time I ended up being completely unsuccessful in high school with any female. In my younger days I was chubby and looked like the bastard child of Harry Potter and Donald Trump. So it took me until the end of my junior year and the beginning of my senior year to actually become a LOT more attractive then I was before. The only problem was that everyone knew me and no girl could see themselves dating Jay. There was of course the girl who moved from Rhode Island named Sandy Kinders whom I dated for six months. Sandy was my first kiss and my first love.

My first kiss was at 17 so you can understand how willing I was to make up for lost time. Sandy was one of those cute as a button girl. She had short blonde hair and had these tiny cute freckles on both cheeks that were barely noticeable. She had the smile of an angel. When she blushed you would look at her and literally blush yourself. Any perverted sex horn dog would instantly be changed by how Sandy look and acted. It was like being in the 50's all over again and all you wanted to do was impress this girl. She wanted me though and no one else. She wanted me.

We met during our English class on her first day and quickly became friends. During lunch my friends and me would sit with girls at their own table. All the popular and hot girls got their own table and guys usually wouldn't waste their time sitting there unless their girlfriends were there or they had a chance at some tang.

And I'm not talking about the drink.

I would end up driving Sandy home in my piece of crap car every day.

Then one day Sandy asked if I wanted to come inside. Naturally I did, but not before bumbling my words around and sounding like an idiot. She only giggled and I blushed.

This sounds like an innocent type experience you see in old movies, but running in my mind was Sandy moaning as I thrashed her like a porn star. Then I noticed that my pants were starting to pop something. I tried my best to cover it up in hopes that she didn't notice.

Sandy took my hand and led me inside of her house, which was dark with no one home. The touch of her hand was soft on my hard nail bitten hands. When she closed the door and locked it back she came up to me instantly and kissed me on the neck. I looked down at her for a moment that I'm sure that lasted 5 seconds, but seemed like it lasted forever. As I looked she blushed quickly and was the reddest I have ever seen her. Even in the dark house I could see how red she was. At that moment she was the most beautiful person I had ever seen and she wanted me to kiss her right then there and now.

My heart was beating so hard in my chest. My body became instantly warm and I started to shake all over. This felt like the best moment in my entire life. I gently grabbed her by the cheek with my right hand closed my eyes and kissed her.

Her lips were soft and wet against mine. At first it was soft as our lips moved gently against each other’s. As our kiss became more intense I began to wrap my hand around her back and hold her closer to my body and her hand around my back pulling me to hers. After a while our lips finally came apart and we let trembling breaths into our bodies. Sandy looked up to me still blushing and said, "What took you so long?" I had no response I only grinned at her and kissed her again.

Sadly the relationship ended two week before graduation. She was going to a college in Texas and I was going to one in Maryland. She decided to break it off knowing that a long distance relationship would never work. It hurt me so bad to know that this was the right decision, but I loved this girl and I really didn't want her to go. I couldn't keep her out of my mind when I was alone. Only with friends and other people could I keep away from heartache.

I know you are looking at me as some pansy or something like that, but guys can have emotion too and this was my first relationship.

Now back to graduation night. We picked up the three girls whom all were extremely attractive. They weren't anything like the girls you see at the mall sporting thongs and low jeans, but these girls were sexy for our time. They were also underage, but we of course told them not to tell us. The giggled to each other thinking it was a game. We just wanted sex.

During my relationship with Sandy we never had sex with each other. We fooled around a little bit, but it never got that far. We both really wanted to, but for some reason never took advantage of it being afraid of how it might change us.

So there I was sitting next to Damitri who was getting so friendly with one of the girls that you could hear the soft moans. The one girl who was sitting on my lap was Alex. She was a 16 year old (didn't know) girl with really big breast. I was mesmerized by these two cannons in front of me. Everytime Joe hit a bump was like winning the lottery for me. We talked for a little bit, but I could tell talk wasn't what she was interested in. I barely managed to get her to know my name before we were swapping spit.

As I kissed her I noticed something other then the massive erection popping from my pants. She was VERY good at what she was doing. Kissing Sandy was of course better because there was more emotion involved and the both of us were just finding things out. With Alex though there was more lust involved with the tongue swirls and the massive moaning involved with her sucking on my face. My penis was extremely happy. It was wild and adventurous and wonderful all at the same time. What was funny though was that in my mind I was thinking of how much a stick of beef jerky cost. I never knew why I was thinking that and I'll never know till this day.

At this point Damitri is next to me practically having sex with his underage girl and I'm sitting here with Alex who decided to attack my face. Then out of nowhere she lets go and looks at me with a shocked expression. I wonder why she is so shocked and why she decided to stop ravishing me like a wildebeest. Then I noticed that she noticed that I was really turned on. She began to attack me again.


I was relieved for the moment and we weren't even at the party yet. As we approached the party Joe made a comment to me that makes me laugh till this day and thank him. I was just about to walk into a house of screaming graduates and unknown people when Joe walks up to me and says "Hey, I don't want to embarrass you, but you got a huge stain going down your leg. Take my pants and have fun. I'll just go in there without any." So we both quickly take our pants and Joe takes mine and sets it on fire. He being the gentleman that he was walks in sporting only his underwear.

There is a humorous story about him getting pulled over later on in the night.

As we go into the part I have Alex holding on to my arm and Demitri STILL in the back of the truck doing god knows what to that girl he was with.

Alex runs off to get beer and I sit down on the couch next to a couple of guys smoking weed. As I am sitting there I notice Sandy standing in the kitchen with some twenty something guy laughing her cute laugh and blushing as he flirted with her.

I was mad. I was beyond mad I was furious. How could she break up with me and then instantly go after a new guy? I at the time didn't think about the girl who was coming back with two beers.

My instant thought was to make her jealous. I wanted to make that cute face turn into a cute frown I was ready to make that girl hurt. So instantly I told Alex to come with me to go into one of the bedrooms. Alex was more than happy to go with me. She had the look of "finally" in her face and was ready to hump my brains out. I grabbed her hand and took her by the kitchen where Sandy could see me with this girl whom was ready to have sex with me.

As I reached that door though memories of our first kiss flooded back to me. It was as if I was walking to the door of Sandy's house pulling Sandy with me. Only it wasn't her it was a new girl who was nothing like her. Each step was another needle to the heart. I eventually made it to the door and stepped in.

There it was. The empty room where I was ready to have sex with a girl who I only just met. Was I really ready to lose my virginity that night to a girl whose name I only knew? I closed the door behind us and she pounced on the bed looking me over.

"Could you give me one minute?" I said to her.

"Don't be long." said replied back to me.

I ran to the bathroom and splashed cold water on my face. I wanted to do this. My body told me that I wanted to do this, but I wasn't ready. Not this person. This was not the way it was going to happen. And if I could wait 18 years I could another until I find the right person for it to happen with. What about Alex in the next room whom was probably undressing herself at the moment? What do I do with her? How do I let someone down and get out of this kind of situation? In this bathroom I am safe, but if I go back out there I might lose control and do something I regret.

I quickly sucked it up and went in there.

I was quickly shocked to find that Alex had left. That fixed on situation I wasn't prepared to handle. Then I was shocked again to find Sandy right there with no one else in the room. There was no jerk twenty something guy only looking for sex. There was no slut Alex looking for a quick bang for the night. There was only her and me and the door was locked.

"Sandy...I...I..." I stuttered out.

"I know." she said. She walked up to me and grabbed my hand. She put it up to her cheek and smiled. I bent down and kissed her.

That night Sandy and me made love. There was no sex involved, but only the two of us for one night in love. Neither of us knew what we were doing, but we also didn't care. It was just the two of us there laughing and trying our best to just get the deed done.

After we had made love we fell asleep on that random bed in the room of some persons house. I had a dream where I woke up and Sandy was gone. She had left with that twenty something guy and I was there alone again.

When I woke up though she was still there and had never left.

After that my summer had started and soon college.

[Loc]

I'm happy Jay didn't end up with Alex, he probably would have regretted it
I really liked that story, thanks for the good read :)

[Stephy]

That was a wonderful read. I like the story very much. I am really glad that Jay went with Sandy instead of Alex. That was the best part. True love, is cute! I like how their relationship was so shy and innocent. It was adorable.

Thanks, so much for writing this, is was fun to read. ^_^

[Jay]

I have to admit, I was thinking about myself. :p

Cool story, man.

[Nikki]

Oh, that story was so filled with cute!

[Shamu]

Being the hopeless romantic that I am, I loved that story! It was just too cute!

[D-pad]

Great ass story.....

[Pete]

Awesome :) Part 2 please?

[B RoCkS1010]

Being the hopeless romantic that I am, I loved that story! It was just too cute!

^^ i loved the story too...will you get to why he was murdered? Im really cant wait until part 2

[Sock Full of Boiled Dimes]

This is the factual story of a man named Jay Whiteman. I sat down with Jay a few months ago to hear his story for a human piece interest story for my college class. I paid close attention to detail and recorded and wrote down his story. What he told me was so amazing that it bears repeating in story form. Jay was tragically murdered last week he was 29. He leaves behind 2 kids and a loving wife. The story takes place between the ages of 18 and 25. The only difference is that in attempts to recreate his story I glorified some of the things that he said and put more emotion to it. In no way though did I change anything he said. This is his story...

PART 2

I spent the remaining parts of my summer with Sandy. We knew that soon we were going to be separated and we wanted to spend our last moments together. Summer just went by so fast and it was time for Sandy to leave. So I stood there, as she was ready to make the long drive to Texas. We didn't want to break up, but knew a long distance relationship would never work.

So we decided that we would create this friendship policy. Where during our time apart we were only friends and can never think about being boyfriend or girlfriend. If we meet someone we want to date then we go for it without hesitation. Then next summer or on holidays we will get together again as if we were never apart.

I know it was a stupid situation, but it was all we had.

So I stood there hugging Sandy and never wanted to let her go. Her Mother and Father were right behind me. Her mother adored me and thought I was great. Her father revered me and wanted me to die.

I finally let Sandy go whispering into her ear "I love you" as if it was the first time I ever said it. She smiled and blushed and replied. Sandy then got into her car and went off. I got a sick feeling in my stomach as I saw her drive away into the sunset.

Well it really wasn't a sunset it was actually the afternoon.

I on the other hand went off and arrived into the University of Maryland. The University was a weird and new situation for me to go into. I managed to arrive just at the time of the homosexual boom. What I mean by that is that roughly around 60% of the males there were openly or secretly gay. This was bot a good and bad situation for me.

On the one hand I was Catholic and raised into a Catholic family. So the thought of homosexuality in my mind was wrong and I knew it to be wrong. Although, when you are instantly shoved into a situation like that your mentality tends to change and wrong becomes tolerant. In fact I became a good friend with a gay man, but we'll get to that later.

I'm not going to share my views on homosexuality because it really isn't relevant. What I will say is that they ARE human beings and even if you don't agree with what they do it doesn't mean you need to hate them.

So there I was into a new college experience scared out of my mind and unaware of the 60% at the time. Demitri joined the same college as me so I had a good friend to back me up. I however didn't get him as my roommate. In fact he wasn't even on my floor. I did however get stuck with the strangest person I have ever met.

His name was Ivan Margelov and he was a Russian who was happy to get the hell out of dodge. Ivan was weird only for one reason. He was the whitest man I have seen and he loved rap. He especially loved 2Pac.

I specifically remember around 1996 or 1997 getting a call from Ivan after not hearing from him for a year or so. It was a surprise, but strange because he was crying. Apparently 2Pac was shot and it really made Ivan break down. I had to calm him and tell him everything was okay.

Anyway I specifically remember my first conversation with Ivan.

"Hey." I said.

"Hello." Ivan said with a thick accent.

"My name is Jay. What is yours?"

"Ivan."

"..."

"Do you like rap."

"Yeah yeah..."

The conversation was over after that and we finished unpacking our things.

My first week at college want by faster then I thought it would. During that week I actually ended up getting hit on by someone. A man hit me on. Not only was it a strange situation for me to go through, but I actually was flattered. I promptly told him I wasn't attracted to me and he was quickly disappointed.

Being hit on a woman was a good feeling, but this was just weird.

I also felt a little dirty for being flattered. Things flashed through my mind saying to me "OH MY GOD MAN YOUR GAY YOU WERE FLATTERED!" I had an argument with myself for an hour about what just happened before I remembered Sandy and how much I still cared for her.

When I did I also remembered that I wasn't supposed to think about her. That hurt me inside to not be able to think about her. So I would have to find someone to keep my mind occupied.

Now the good thing about being in a college where 60% of the men are gay is that you are straight. Your chances of getting a woman were so high that there was no way you could fail unless you were a complete idiot.

Towards the end of the week I ended up running into this girl named Erin. When I say I ran into I mean I really ran into her. She was taking a jog around the campus and accidentally ran into me. Erin was from Georgia so she had a thick southern accent that never seemed annoying to me. She had long blond hair that was always in a ponytail and the biggest smile you would ever see.

As we got to talking we soon found out that we had many things in common.

I didn't get her room number, but I remember her saying, "We'll run into each other again eventually."

That night after hanging around the student center and grinning from ear to ear I walked to my dorm room hoping that Ivan didn't have Biggie turned up too loud. When I reached the hallway I saw Joe standing there leaning against my door.

I smiled and said, "You miss me already?"

Joe didn't smile. His head turned up and he gave me this look I didn't like. It struck the pit of my stomach and made my knees weak. I was scared and yet I had to ask I had to know.

"What's wrong?"

He just sighed and rubbed his face. He looked at me and for the first time looked as if he was going to cry.

"Jay..."

"What? Is my family okay? Is my Dad okay?" My dad has a history of heart problems and I was afraid he was hurt.

"Sandy got into a car wreck."

I didn't know what to say. I wanted to vomit. I could barley speak.

"How? Where? Is she okay?"

"She was hit by a drunk driver in Missouri. They managed to work on her and then air vac her close to home."

I felt a hint of relief, but I was still scared.

"Take me home Joe. To the hospital. Whatever I have to see her."

"Jay she died last night in the hospital."

My heart broke into a million pieces right there. The splinters were so sharp that they broke through my chest.

"That's not funny." I said.

"This isn't a joke Jay. They said she died of internal-"

"This isn't happening. Why did you tell me this?"

I fell to my knees because I was so weak. I burst out into tears not knowing what else to do or feel. She was dead gone and nothing was bringing her back. So many emotions rushed through me. I wanted to hurt, cry, and die with her. There I was weeping over my first love who the last words I ever said to her was:

"I love you."

[D-pad]

Damn it..........I hate sad muther fuckin story's..............

[Pete]

:( I'm hoping Part 3 will be a bit more uplifting.

[Loc]

Damn :(
I kinda expected this but it's still shocking...
I don't think I can imagine something like that happening to me, don't think I want to actually...

[B RoCkS1010]

dude i feel sorry for this guy...But im loving these storys... i cant wait until part 3...and how did u meet this guy and what class was this for?

[Shamu]

Ok, this story is not cool anymore! Thanks for making me cry dammit! If I wanted to cry, I would watch the Lifetime channel! Geez that is depressing... :(
The sad thing is, I now want to keep reading even more!

[Sock Full of Boiled Dimes]

dude i feel sorry for this guy...But im loving these storys... i cant wait until part 3...and how did u meet this guy and what class was this for?

I met Jay during my Creative Writing class. A random set of people who worked for the campus or had connections in the campus signed up for a life story session.

We were sapposed to write a, how do I put this, well thought out story of that persons life.

I was going to interview Jay one last time, but never got a chance because he was tragically murdered.

I'll get to that later though.

My teacher gave me an automatic A and I didn't have to turn anything in. It didn't feel right not getting his story out...

So I came here.

[D-pad]

R.I.P.


Jay

[Stephy]

Part 2. was very upsetting. I was hoping with the end of part 1 everything would be alright and although he would have been murdered nothing tragic would have had happened beforehand. This was unexpected. I feel very sad for the incident. It must of been hard to endure such a pain of losing someone he really cared for and to tell people about it. :(

I need part 3. :(

[Sock Full of Boiled Dimes]

This is the factual story of a man named Jay Whiteman. I sat down with Jay a few months ago to hear his story for a human piece interest story for my college class. I paid close attention to detail and recorded and wrote down his story. What he told me was so amazing that it bears repeating in story form. Jay was tragically murdered last week he was 29. He leaves behind 2 kids and a loving wife. The story takes place between the ages of 18 and 25. The only difference is that in attempts to recreate his story I glorified some of the things that he said and put more emotion to it. In no way though did I change anything he said. This is his story...

PART 3

And then I woke up.

I remember waking up in a cold sweat almost at the verge of tears. I had to keep reminding myself that it was only a dream and Sandy didn't die she is still alive. My breathing was heavy and I felt alone.

The truth was that I really wasn't alone. Lying asleep on my small bed was Erin who decided to stay the night. I'm my dreams I was reliving the first week of college when really I've been here for 7 months. The first year of college went by so fast that I didn't even realize that it was almost over.

I had a dream about Sandy dying before. It was 7 months ago and the first time I met Erin. What really happened was that we didn't bump into each other. The truth was that I actually engaged to conversation with her. I talked to Erin and we quickly began to get along.

A week after I met Erin I decided to take her out on a date. We were both new to the area so anything we did was fun and exciting. I found a pier where the waves crashed against the docked boats in Annapolis. It was night and both of us were sitting there close to each other watching the waves move and the boats bob.

I learned that Erin just got out of a bad relationship and promptly told here I got out of a relationship as well. I didn't really want to complicate her with the details so I just left it at that. She was alone and I was alone. We sat there alone together.

I looked at her. She smiled and without hesitation I went for the kill. I kissed Erin and it was wonderful. We sat there on a bench in front of the water for a good hour and a half not knowing where the time went. Everything went by so quick that we realized it was getting late. We didn't want the night to end though. So as I dropped her off at her dormitory she looked at me seductively and said "Do you want to come up?"

"Okay." I said trying to hold back say "hmmm let me think about it...OKAY!" like an idiot.

I went upstairs and into Erin's room where it didn't take long for both of us to have our clothes off and into her bed.

I lay there sometime around 2am and 3am thinking about absolutely nothing. My mind was a complete blank slate. It actually took effort to try to think about the naked sleeping girl huddled so close to me.

The only thing I could do was sleep. So that is what I did.

When I went to sleep I had the dream of running into Erin while she was jogging. Then just having a quick conversation with her, but running off back to my room because it quickly got dark. Then Joe was there to give me the bad news.

The first time I had the dream I literally jumped out of bed and ran into the bathroom. I held back the tears the best I could and threw water on my face. I knew it was just a dream, but I HAD to hear from Sandy I needed to know if she was okay.

Erin knocked on the door and asked if I was okay.

"Yeah, I just REALLY needed to use the bathroom."

She laughed and said "Come back to bed after you are done."

So I left the bathroom and Erin was there holding open the blanket for me to get into. I really wanted to leave and call Sandy, but I didn't know how to get out of the situation so I went back to bed with Erin.

When Erin huddled against me again though I felt safe and calm and all bad thoughts left my mind. She kissed my lightly on the shoulder and asked if I could sleep.

I couldn't.

So she got on top of me and we had sex again. Even with the guilt I had now for some reason it was just held back and gone.

Now it was the last day of school and I would go back home for summer. There Erin was again sleeping soundly right next to me. I have grown fond of Erin and even ran the dreaded "L" word to her. We both cared for each other even if sometimes we had our faults.

Like how she always has to hum the tune of an outdated song at least once a day.

Or how I clip my toenails right in front of her.

Erin was willing to go back to Main with me and spend the summer with me and my family. But I also had kept in touch with Sandy very well through the whole school year and we couldn't wait to hug each other again.

How would that be with Erin right at my side?

"Sandy this is my new girlfriend Erin. I still love you, but I care about this girl as well. How about a three way?"

So it was the last day of school and time for people to leave. I ended up doing something really stupid in the end though without a simple thought in my mind.

When Erin woke up I told her the dreaded "I think we should see other people speech."

Erin looked at me as if she was confused for a moment and then the tears came.

How long have you been thinking this? Let me guess it’s another girl right behind my back isn't it?"

"It’s nothing like that."

"Then what is it what did I do? Whatever it is I'll change okay. Just don't tell me this."

I was surprised. I expected Erin to stomp off angrily and hate my guts and swear a vendetta against all men.

Instead there she was in tears begging me not to break her heart. I was cold though. All I could think was Sandy and that’s the only person I wanted to be with.

"You didn't do anything Erin. I just realized that I don't think its going to work out between us."

"Yes it will! I love you and you love me. We'll work this out just don't go."

I got out of my chair.

"Good bye Erin."

And I left and went back home leaving a weeping woman behind me. As I closed the door my heart ripped in half. I almost opened the door and ran back inside to tell her I changed my mind I was screwed up I still love her.

I didn't.

I left.

[Masa the Masta]

I'm a guy, but I have feelings too.

This one got my gonads and my heart in a very strong vicegrip simultaneously.


Hope in part 3 he gets better...though we know the fate. Sad in the end.. :(

[Sock Full of Boiled Dimes]

I'm a guy, but I have feelings too.

This one got my gonads and my heart in a very strong vicegrip simultaneously.


Hope in part 3 he gets better...though we know the fate. Sad in the end.. :(

I just posted part 3 man.

Read it.

[Stephy]

:eek:


This story is just full of more unexpected twists. I am patiently waiting for the next part :) .

[Masa the Masta]

Whoa!

But it's true, I know how this guy feels...you feel like SUCH a dick afterwards, on SO many levels..

Good stuff. :cool:

[Loc]

Man these are really interesting...
Makes me feel as though I'm in that situation, that must've been SO tough :/

[B RoCkS1010]

yeah this story is full of twists! wow if i were him i would have told her everything not just what he said i would have said that theres a girl back home and blah blah blah...and say it wouldnt be right if u were there and blah blah blah....well i know exactly what i would have said in that situation but i understand what he did and why he did it...cant wait until part 4

[Sock Full of Boiled Dimes]

PART 4

I ended up back home after summer. I was eagerly anticipating Sandy's return that I completely forgot about Erin. I was going to see the woman I loved again. I wondered what her college life was like or how much she missed me. I wondered if she was going to jump me and kiss me. I had no idea what was going to happen.

Two days went by and Sandy never showed up.

Was she okay did my worst dreams come true?

I couldn't just sit there lounging around my house wondering if she was okay or not. I decided to go by her house and ask her parents if she was okay. I knocked on the door and waited. No one answered so I decided to knock again. I felt stupid waiting there so I decided to look up and around to act as if I was cool. As I was looking up I could faintly see the curtains rustling back into place. Then there was thumping coming from the stairs.

Her father answered the door.

"Oh it's you Whiteman.” he said to me.

"Uh hey sir uh that’s a nice new car you got there." I said noticing a brand new car in their driveway.

"Get to the point Whiteman."

"Ah yeah, do you know when Sandy is coming home?" I asked.

"She's not she said she wanted to stay with a friend on campus this summer and take classes."

"No way."

"It was a shock to me too."

"Well why didn't she tell me?"

"I don't know, but maybe that should tell you something."

I stood there a moment a little shocked about the remark, but I really didn't take it in because her father hated me. I stood there for a little while silent and didn't say anything. Her father just stared at me and if he wanted to murder me. So I just turned around and walked away.

I felt extremely heart broken and disappointed. I didn't really know what to do so I decided to go hang around Joe for a while. Joe decided not to go to college and just stay in town and take car of his dad and his dad’s bar. So we were sitting outside of the local bar and I told him what happened.

"Did you call her?" Joe said.

"How can I? She isn't even in her room and her father says she’s living with one of her friends." I said.

"Well call the campus and figure out where her new room is. I'm sure they got records for that or something."

He was right. So I didn't waste any time. The next morning I called the college to figure out where she was. Then I got another surprise. Sandy hasn't even signed up for summer classes. Her father lied to me to keep me away from her. I was filled with anger and fury for that man after I got off the phone. I was ready to drive there and give that man a piece of my mind and demand to see Sandy.

As I was driving down the street though I noticed their new car pulling out of the driveway and leaving. The license plate read Texas. I was confused. I immediately assumed the worst and that she came there with a new guy. I also calmed myself down and thought that maybe she had a friend drive her up. I wasn't sure and I wasn't going to fallow the car because that was too creepy.

So I had Joe do it.

We had it perfectly set too. Joe was going to do the stakeout and I was going to be the guy at the home base. We even had binoculars and walkie-talkies. We were prepared to find out what was going on.

Joe sat down the street every day after that to see if Sandy was coming out or not. Day one Joe only reported to me that she went outside to take the trash out. I didn't have enough time to get over there to confront her so I waited to the next day. Day two Joe managed to arrive, but the car wasn't there. So he left and we decided to try on day three. Day three we were in luck. Not only was Sandy leaving the house, but also she was dressed nicely and with a new man.

I cursed to myself and then sighed. I guess I already knew that there was a new guy, but I still had no idea why Sandy wouldn't just even say hi to me. She didn't even tell me she was home and decided to keep me oblivious of her. How could I not know? Did she think I would give up? It was a pretty small town and even if Joe didn't spy I would have eventually heard from a shopkeeper telling me "Hey did you see Sandy with that new man?"

"Get a load of this Jay."

"What?" I said.

"This guy is wearing a cowboy hat."

"..."
"WHAT!?"

I couldn't believe it! Sandy dumped me, without telling me I might add, for a guy who wears a cowboy hat. I decided to act on the only logical and rational situation. I was going to crash their date and beat the crap out of a cowboy.

I thought the whole "steers and queers" thing was pretty stupid, but I was starting to accept that logic. Joe stuck back and followed them to tell me where they were going and I was going to pop up and surprise them. I decided before I got there and play it cool as if I just all of a sudden run into Sandy. As much as I wanted to yell at her for avoiding me I couldn't do it.

Joe told me that they were at the local park and I quickly jumped into my car and pursued. It was a fast drive, but along the way I was cursing Texas and everything that came out of the state. I instantly believed that nothing good has come out of it and nothing ever will. I believed that we should just bomb the state before another cowboy comes out of it and ruins another person’s life.

I laugh at how ironic that is now.

When I reached the park I got out of my car. Then I saw them Sandy and some guy wearing boot and a cowboy hat as if some sort of stereotype walked into New England. I wasn't going to have that.

I double backed around so I could "accidentally" bump into them. As I ran I saw them in view so I started to slow down and walk casually. As I was walking the two stopped for a moment and Sandy started to look my direction. The cowboy was just looking down her shirt.

Sandy grabbed his shoulder and they started to walk the other direction. I knew she was trying to get out of running into me. But I was waiting for so long just to see Sandy just to hold her that I ended another relationship. I was not going to let her get away.

"SANDY!" I screamed. "Is that you Sandy!?"

They both turned around and looked my direction. I started to run to her. She turned and talked to the guy for a moment and then walked towards my direction with my head down.

I ran up and I hugged her. This hug was different from the ones I had from her before. It was cold and limp. There was no emotion to it at all. She also did not return the hug. I looked at her giving my best concerned look. She barely looked up at me. She was blushing the same blush, but her face was pale. I never saw her like this before. She looked like she was sick. Then I was REALLY concerned because I thought she was going to pass out.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Jay...I..." she started to say.

"It's okay you can tell me."

"Hey babe!" came out the most hickish voice I ever heard. The cowboy was running up to us. I secretly wished the sole would break as he was running to her. When he reached us Sandy backed away and went to the cowboy's side.

"Who's this?" The cowboy asked Sandy.

"This is a friend of mind." Sandy said. "Jay this is..."

"Steven how do ya do?" he said putting out his hand. I only looked at it as if I wanted to lash on a gnaw it off. "Ya know in Texas its rude not to take another man's handshake."

I decided to be civil and accept his handshake.

"I guess were just friends now is that it Sandy?" I finally said to her.

"Don't start not here Jay." she said to me sounding annoyed. Steven looked at her confused for a moment.

"Me and Jay used to date it was short and it was nothing." She said reassuring Steven.

I. Was. Pissed.

"Nothing is that all it was then!" I started to yell at her.

"I didn't mean it like that Jay." Sandy said starting to fumble over her words. I didn't want to hear it anymore. I was done and I wanted to leave. I did however say one more thing to her that was so offensive I don't want to repeat. This shocked her, Steven, and me. It shocked her because I never said anything like that before especially to her. Her eyes were wide and she looked angry and hurt at the same time.

I was shocked because I never saw myself saying that to her.

Steven was shocked and decided to throw a fist.

The blow to the face was hard and fast and I had to regain my footing after it happened. It was so hard though that I fell to my knees.

"You don't EVER say that to a lady ya here me?" Steven said point down at me. I however didn't care. All the anger and burning rage inside of me caused me to jump up and start attacking Steven.

I could say that I got in a few punches because I did, but in the end it was a one sided battle that left Steven with a bloody lip and me with a black eye, bloody nose, swollen lip, and broken heart.

I was spinning in and out of reality at the moment. The rage subsided with immense pain. The pain in my face only transferred to my heart and I felt like crying. I didn't though I stayed as manly as I could despite getting the crap beat out of me.

Sandy was saying something to Steven that I didn't catch. They were gone and I was there leaning against a tree with blood dripping out of my nose and from above my eye.

Then a voice came to my ear. It was Sandy's. I didn't hear her come up to me, but I did hear what she said to me.

"Steven proposed to me and we are engaged. Don't ever see me again Jay." Her voice was so cold and so emotionless. I stood there a moment leaning against the tree and I started to reflect. I wanted to look back and see all the bad times me and Sandy had, but there were none.

I remembered the first kiss we had. How it was soft and wet against my lips. I remember feeling warm and loved when I was with Sandy and kissing her. I remembered the first time we made love and how it wasn't about the sex, but about the emotion and what we felt for each other. Then I remembered the last time I saw her before she left. When I did I started to cry. I no longer cared about what manly sensation I ever had. I was hurt and there was a hole inside of me that nothing could fill. I fell against the tree and sat against it. There I was weeping over my first love and the last words I ever said to her were:

"I love you."

[Masa the Masta]

Shit.....

I mean...wow....

Damn....

[moo]

It is sad, but thats karma for ya.
After what he did with the other girl, It would have been wrong.

[Sock Full of Boiled Dimes]

Well..what can I say?

[B RoCkS1010]

Wow...i didnt expect taht but i did expect something bad to happen...that sucks

[Loc]

Damn, Jay must've felt even worse after ending a perfectly good relationship just to be totally rejected and told never to see her again.
Right now, Sandy seems like a bitch.

[D-pad]

Dude......That dude was served!

Oh my god!

Ya karma sucks.........

[Stephy]

I remembered the first kiss we had. How it was soft and wet against my lips. I remember feeling warm and loved when I was with Sandy and kissing her. I remembered the first time we made love and how it wasn't about the sex, but about the emotion and what we felt for each other. Then I remembered the last time I saw her before she left. When I did I started to cry. I no longer cared about what manly sensation I ever had. I was hurt and there was a hole inside of me that nothing could fill. I fell against the tree and sat against it. There I was weeping over my first love and the last words I ever said to her were:

"I love you."

That is my favorite part so far. I know it's a very sad part, but I was so into how he really did love her, and how his emotions for her were so great. I just don't understand Sandy at this point. I thought she was a kind girl. I wanted them to stick through with the promise. Jay did. :(

[Masa the Masta]

Right about now, he'll be going into a sad still in love phase, in terms of the story timeline.

Think about the Wedding Singer.

"LOVE STINKS. YEAH YEAH!"

[B RoCkS1010]

i have a feeling shell come back wanting him only he'll turn her down

[Pete]

Encore! <grrr ten character rule>

[Firefly]

oh man! i just read all that for the first time, and more I say! more more more!

[Kenshin]

Wow... just, wow.... I hope there are more parts to this story. Keep'em coming!

[Alphonse v.2]

Very well written, this is a great story, especially considering it happened to a friend of yours.

[Pete]

When will we get the next installment?

[Sock Full of Boiled Dimes]

When will we get the next installment?

Soon. I've got to still write it correctly.

[Arvynia]

Wow... I can so relate to Erin. *sigh*

I wonder what Sandy's story is... ?

[Mastiker]

*bows gracefully* this is possibly the most well written thing I've seen in a long time.

[Monkey]

Lol, what did he expect? Sounds like typical "Can't let go of a girl after they've broken up" blues to me. When a girl says "let's just be friends", no matter how well phrased they put it (the whole, we'll see when we get back from college), you really should just drop it.

After the way the guy treated Erin I'd say he deserved all he got there. Dumping a girl just because he was trying to get back with his ex is pretty harsh.

[Monkey]

In a more critical point of view, this is very good writing. It has all the essence of a good short story. It has suspense from chapter to chapter, it makes people really feel for the protagonist and it has people discussing it with interest. Some real nice writing, keep up the good work :D

[B RoCkS1010]

I don't mean to come off as an ass but I NEED THE NEXT CHAPTER!!!!

[Sock Full of Boiled Dimes]

PART 5

After sitting there for a few hours I noticed it was starting to get dark. I checked my watch, but it only said 4:22. Turns out that it was so dark because a storm was coming in and it didn't look very pleasant. I picked myself up and walked a little while with no intention of returning home just that moment. It started to sprinkle a little bit over my head, but I really didn't care. I was the cliche guy about to stand in the rain after something so bad/tragic/heartbroken happening to him.

As I walked I started to feel dizzy and my eye started to swell up a bit. At the time I had no idea that there was an insane amount of blood coming off of my face and hitting my shirt. At that moment it really didn't hit me as to how badly I was hurt. I saw a small pond in the park and decided to see if I could get a reflection off of it.

I did and I didn't like what I saw. I looked like some ghastly monster who wanted to scream "I AM NOT AN ANIMAL!” I quickly dunked my head underwater for a few seconds to get whatever was on my face off of it. When I pulled my drenched head from out of the water the amount of blood that stained the clear pond scared me. I figured it would be a good idea to go to a hospital right about now.

Of course I lived in a small town and the closest hospital was about 30 miles away. I decided that I would have to go to a local clinic that was inside of the town. As I walked to my car I started to feel a bit dizzy again and nauseated. I wanted to vomit terribly, but I felt like nothing was going to come out.

When I reached my car I took a look in my side view mirror to get a better look at my face. There was just so much blood on my face at that time. Through all the blood I could see that my left eye was swollen and cut, my lip was swollen and gashed, and above my right eye there was a V shaped cut that was the size of one of my knuckles. I quickly got into my car and started to drive away.

Just as I was driving though it started to rain. Not the typical summer shower rain that everyone might enjoy, but the downpour that everyone dreads. Especially those beat up drivers who were feeling woozy.

It was terrible the rain was so hard and I was feeling so queasy and dizzy that I swerved at some points to where I thought I was going to die. I was lost in my own home town due to the rain just trying to find that clinic. My body and mind couldn't take it anymore and I quickly passed out...into a large oak.

I only remember some bits and pieces as to what happened, but I remember waking up for a moment on the back of an ambulance. After a few more moments of blacking out I remember being checked over by a bunch of doctors who were cutting up my pants and shirt trying to assess the damage done to me.

I was really out of it at the time because I remember the doctors asking me where it hurt and I kept pointing to my heart. They of course later noticed that there was no damage there. In fact I had no damage at all except for my face and that happened before. What happened to make me woozy was a loss of blood coming out of that gash that I didn't get mended for just sitting for a while and walking around for an hour didn't help either.

After a long night they managed to check out that I was fine and stitched me up.

I wanted to get to the hospital, but this really wasn't the way.

My parents came to pick me up and I got a relived and hard hug from my mom who looked as if she wouldn't let go. Before my mom let go of the long hug I saw her. It was Erin.

I didn't know how or why she even came, but at that moment that was the one person I didn't want to see.

I felt ashamed and broken like I wasn't even a man or a human. I was scum and subhuman and I deserved everything I got.

After my mom let go of me Erin looked at me as she was sitting in her chair. She had a fury in her eyes I never seen before. It was strange and scary, and I was expecting anything. All of a sudden she broke down and the fury in her face left with a sudden sad depression and then she started to cry.

Erin ran up to me and hugged me. Her tears were soaking my tattered shirt. I only held her and I kissed her forehead telling her "It's okay, I'm okay."

It struck me suddenly as I was holding her that this was love. It wasn't an old flame in the past that I was hoping to hold on to for so long. It was pain, happiness, sadness, joy, and anger all rolled into one. It was those little imperfections that we all look in that one person who we know is "the one". Somewhere along the way, though, we look for someone who is not imperfect, but perfect and we completely forget and miss what love is about.

I forgot about that and I regret to this day that I didn't know that sooner.

So there I was holding Erin and it seemed like everything before had been forgotten.

"Erin about what I said before I left I...I didn't mean it. There was something else I thought I had and..." I said before trailing off.

"I know." Were the only words she said into my shoulder.

I died in that hospital that night and a new me came out. Stronger and more willing to go through whatever I had and needed.

This wasn't only about love and lost, but figuring out who I was and what was holding me back.

I think that we all need that little crash in our lives to finally shake us awake and tell us "This is wrong. Change now."

I did.

[Loc]

Another great part of the story, amazing all this happened to him in one day.
I'm glad he and Erin got back together, I was kinda hoping for it. Happy ending, for now :)

[Arvynia]

Yes! Agreed!!

I'm all of Jay X ERIN!
*mushy mushy*

[Sock Full of Boiled Dimes]

Yes! Agreed!!

I'm all of Joe X ERIN!
*mushy mushy*

Jay.

*cough*

[Arvynia]

*cough*

What are you talking about? :D

[Stephy]

Part 5, was more up-lifting...well more towards the end of course.

I am still confused by Sandy's actions, but I am impressed with Erin. It shows when a girl loves you a lot, if she is willing to go after the guy that left her.
It was really sweet at the end of part 5. I liked that Erin came to him, was worried for him, and supported him, and that Jay is now 'changed.'

Number 17, I hope for another installment soon. :)

[Shamu]

YAY! At least Erin came back! Definitely a happier end to this chapter!

[Masa the Masta]

Agreed, this was a good chapter. Horray!

Now Ch.6...**foreshadows another down trough for this guy.** :(

[Beebs]

number17, your writing is very good and I love the stories. I can't wait to read more. Good job! ;)

[Sock Full of Boiled Dimes]

Part 6

After that me and Erin stayed together and never saw Sandy again. Well never is a harsh word because I ran into her in the future, but we'll get to that later.

The day after my car crash I explained to Erin fully of my situation and I didn't want to lie to her. After the whole time she did stay loyal it was pretty hard on her that there WAS someone else. All she had to be was alone for a long time and we were back again.

Well...it felt like a long time when really it was an hour...

We promptly made up in my bedroom. What was strange and loving at the same time was that she always held me close when we slept now. She did that before, but this time it was harder and tighter. I think that if I ever decided to leave again she would kung fu grip me until was dead or I agreed not to go. She loved me that much. What was sad was at the time before that I didn't love her that much.

It takes a lot to figure out how much you miss and really love.

Erin and I had a great summer together. We did everything there was to do around the small town (avoiding the park). After that we did a little two week road trip around the east coast. I think the best part was lying on the beach and seeing Erin in her bikini. It was a huge bonus on my part to see her in that.

When we returned from our small trip I was sunburned and she was golden brown. I was also burned to figure out that Sandy's wedding was two days away. I heard from a reliable source that her father convinced her not to get annulled. Okay...the reliable source was Joe and he really wasn't that reliable.

Two days away from S-Day, as Joe and me called it, and my heart didn't even chip off a splinter. It was strong, iron, and locked up. My heart belonged to someone and she had the key.

Sandy's dad went all out on the wedding as well. There was no limit to how far his wallet would expand. Apparently this was going to be the best day for his daughter and nothing was going to ruin it. He actually gave a call to my house and asked my father to keep me there and to make sure I don't cause a ruckus. We both of course laughed at the absurdity of the phone call.

I told Erin about S-Day and she asked me how I felt about the situation.

"What do you mean how do I feel?" I asked.

"I mean does it hurt?" Erin corrected herself.

"No, no it doesn't."

"Are you sure I mean...I don't know...I worry about you and I don't want you to do anything stupid."

"Don't worry about it. Listen I want to take you out Saturday night okay. Nothing really fancy, but I just think we should have fun."

"Ohhh we've had fun all summer I just want to relax." Erin putting her head on my shoulder.

"Just one more thing and some R&R is what we'll have."

"Okay."

When S-Day rolled around I slept in. Erin was already up talking to my mom about something until I heard her scream and a loud crash. I quickly got up and ran downstairs to see what was going on. There her and my mom was sitting there smiling and giggling drinking coffee.

"What's going on?" I said rubbing my eyes. Erin got up and just hugged me and kissed me.

"Nothing, just that I love you."

"Okay." I said grinning. "I'm going upstairs to put a shirt on."

Before I could even run upstairs there was a knock on the door. I ran to the door and flung it open. Whoever was at the door quickly turned around and started to walk away.

"Wait."

The person just kept walking. Then I noticed who it was. It was Sandy and she came to my door on her wedding day for some odd reason. My guess was to rub it in although I could still not see why she hated me.

"Sandy what are you doing?" She turned around and she looked beautiful. The iron covering my heart had melted.

"I don't know." She said and then broke down and started to cry. It was like that for a moment and I just looked at her with my mouth gaping open. I decided that this wasn't the place to get information out of a sobbing young lady. So I ran inside and grabbed my shirt telling a huge lie to my mom and Erin and ran off with Sandy.

It was quite in her car (yes her car I didn't have one and I wasn't taking Erin's). I wanted to ask where she was taking us, but she kept driving. In fact she drove 60 miles away from town. We finally turned off into a dirt road and went down that a while. She finally stopped at the edge of the dirt road and looked at me. "This is it," I thought, "She's going to kill me."

I wanted to run for it. When I turned to the door the door was locked. I looked back at Sandy. Who promptly and quickly without warning kissed me. She attacked me in fact. She jumped to the passenger side of the car and jumped on top of me. I kept trying to say "stop", but noting was coming out with tongue lodged in my mouth. She was starting to unbutton my pants before I had to have a time out and push her off.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"I don't understand what is going on." I said.

"I drove all the way out here so my dad couldn't find us."

"Not that I want to know why we are doing 'this'?"

"What you don't want to?" She said sticking her hand down my pants.

Oh I wanted to.

"ahhh...NO!...Sandy you can't...ahhhh...yes that feels...STOP IT!" I screamed pulling her increasingly exploring hands out of my pants.

'Why are you doing this!? You’re getting married today! I have a girlfriend now! Why!?" I said finally pushing her off of me and getting out of the car. When I got out it wasn't graceful. My pants fell down and there was a clear erection coming from my underwear. If this was in public this would have been the most embarrassing and quite possibly funny thing ever.

Good thing it wasn't in public.

I pulled up my pants and looked at her as she started to get out. Her face was red and it looked as if she didn't know what to say.

"Just take me home."

She did and that was the end of it. The whole way there she looked as if she wanted and needed to say something. As if she had to say something. I was reeling back at what was happening. I was glad she said nothing. If one word from her sweet mouth came out I would have finished what happened back there, but it didn't. It was as if something fateful was stopping her words.

I came home and that was the last I saw of Sandy. Sandy got married that day to Steven and they quickly moved to Texas. The last thing I heard about Sandy is that she had one child and it wasn't even Steven's. She divorced him quickly after she gave birth and that is the last I had heard of her.

My guess was that she just went out with Steven to get back at me. My guess was that one night when Erin was over she picked up the phone when Sandy called. Sandy dated Steven and accepted a marriage proposal just to get back at me. She finally realized on the wedding day that she still loved me and did everything in her power to get me back. It's funny how things work out because even now a random set of events kept us apart. I wonder what would of happened if things were different.

That Saturday I took Erin out on our little date not telling her the events of Sandy ever. We had dinner at a small but nice place and I kept everything pretty normal. By the time we made it back to my house she was starting to look a little depressed. I wondered if I gave her a crappy night out on the town.

We walked together to the front porch step and I dropped my keys to the house. She went to get them and I went to get them. I let her pick them up though and stayed on one knee.

"Erin will you marry me?"

[Stephy]

Oh the ending to this part was so beautiful.

I love this story. I am so happy he is with Erin. Sandy is just a little to ... revengeful... prehaps? I can't believe she would go out of her way just to get him back by making him 'jealous'. Jay, was awesome about ending that little scene in the car. We must not have any of them now can we? I would have been very angry if Jay went with Sandy.

Thanks number17, for another good read.

[Loc]

Yeah, another great part of this story number17 :)

Well I didn't expect Sandy to do that, weird...he did the right thing though, good on him.

Shocking ending...very nice though.

Keep it up.

[Masa the Masta]

....It seems to me that it's a bit too soon, no? I mean, you barely know Erin for one year, and although she hasn't fucked you over...still...

I'd wait 3-4 years. That's just me. :cool:

[Shamu]

I thought this chapter was very good! I just hope that Jay didn't ask Erin to marry him because of everything that happened with Sandy that day! But I'm glad that he didn't end up doing anything with Sandy.
Again, good chapter!

[Sock Full of Boiled Dimes]

Part 7 the Last Part

I expected Erin to say yes and I knew she would. What I didn't expect was for her to freak out and wake the neighborhood. She was excitable and she did say yes, but it sounded more like "YEEESSSAAAHHHAAESSSAAHHHAAHHH!"

Erin jumped on me and started to attack my face with her lips. Even though this was a weird situation I was so glad that she did say yes.

That night Erin jumped me and gave me whatever I wanted. It was passionate and fierce and loud.

My dad had a talk with me that morning about keeping it down. Him and my mom went on a late night drive just to get away from it. I didn't know what to say, but he just patted me on the back and drank his coffee. Erin on the other hand was in the next room showing my mom the ring I got her.

My dad went with me to get the engagement ring, which I got for free thanks to a favor he did for the jeweler earlier on. I'm not sure what the favor was, but it must have been great to get a diamond like that. It wasn't just the diamond though. I wanted to find something that showed truly how much I cared for her. So the engagement ring was a flower with a diamond in the middle. Erin loved it so much that she wanted to show everyone.

College was about to start again and this time I was going with Erin and we weren't going to be separated. We ended up getting an apartment off campus and staying there to finish out the school year before we traveled to her parent’s house to meet them.

This went over very well.

I think it was her father who loved me the most. He told me that "If we didn't get married soon he would have to adopt me." This embarrassed Erin and I could see her blush and try to hide her face. The man even took me out golfing one morning. This was a sport I wasn't very good at. Actually I downright sucked, but he gave me some useful pointers to make it not that bad.

That was the only time I ever played golf.

Erin and I got married on a wonderful May morning on a hilltop behind a church. When the priest said the "kiss the bride" words I did so and it felt new. It felt as if this was a new life and a new love and I would be with this girl forever. We were to have children and our children were to have grandchildren and so on and we were creating a new life and world for the both of us. Our love was never to be broken.

As I kissed her I saw a new life spring forward. Our future children what they would look like, our new home, our changes in maturity, our children growing up, and us getting old and dying together. This made me the happiest man alive and I think no man could match to how I was feeling that moment.

We let go and reality sat in as the audience clapped.

My dad said some wonderful words at the reception about being "ecstatic of having a daughter that he's always wanted." And her father saying, "I’m ready to let you go honey."

That night at the hotel room we conceived our first child. We named her Sarah and we love her with all our hearts.

My wife hit labor in the middle of her Psychology mid-term in her final year of college. I was napping in our apartment at the moment and there were paramedics heading to the campus. I quickly rose up and followed in my new car.

When my wife made it to the hospital I stayed closely behind her holding her hand and letting her break mine. Seriously. That woman has a kung-fu grip that numbed my hands for a few hours.

The labor process was surprisingly not that long. It only lasted 4 hours and our daughter was born into this world. When I looked at that baby I looked at it and saw the most beautiful thing that we created. Her name was Sarah and we love her.

Raising a child is a very difficult process and I will tell you why. Erin and I were close to finishing college and getting out into the real world, but it hit us faster than we expected. We had money of course, but it was hard to get everything organized and settled in between classes and taking care of our daughter.

I remember the first two weeks we had our daughter in our house. We decided that we would separate the chores and decide what we would do. I chose washing the baby and my wife got the dishes. I picked wisely because a baby can grow up and wash itself while the dishes just stay there.

I filled the sink up with a little bit of water and soap and sat a calm and sleepy baby inside of it. I had a little washboard type plastic thing that looked like a miniature slide. When I put Sarah in it she just crumpled up into a sag like a little raisin. I started to soap her up and realized there was a problem. The little hose to the sink couldn't reach her.

I thought about asking Erin for help, but I knew that if I did I would be stuck with dishes for the rest of my life. So being the bright man that I am I held her up in my arm to where the hose could reach her and started to spray her off. Sarah didn't like this of course and started to cry. Erin rushed into the room and screamed "What are you doing!?"

"Washing a baby." I said.

And that is how I got stuck with washing dishes for the rest of my life.

That night after we put Sarah to bed I lay next to my exhausted wife and hugged her. She smiled at me with her eyes close and said "Good night."

I said, "I love you."

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That's the last story I got from Jay. I couldn't get anymore after he died.

Erin and Jay graduated and Jay worked in advertisement and Erin worked part time in an office.

August 29th 2005 Jay and Erin got a babysitter to watch over their young daughter while they had a night out. Jay was telling his wife that he just got a raise and that is why they were out that night. When they were returning to their vehicle two armed men attacked them. One had a club and the other had a knife. Jay closed his car door before they could get to him, but the man with the club busted the window out and unlocked the door pulling both Jay and Erin out of the car.

They then took Jay's wallet and Erin's purse and asked for the keys. As Jay was looking for the keys in his car the other man started to molest Erin. Jay then attacked the man and pulled him off of his wife. The man with the knife pulled Jay off of his friend and stabbed him in the abdomen 7 times. The two men started to argue as the man with the club started to look for the keys.

A group of people walking out of the restaurant Jay and Erin were at apparently spooked the two men causing them to run away. Erin ran to the side of Jay whom was still conscious and breathing. She screamed for help and a young man from the group ran to the noise. After seeing Jay lying on the ground he quickly called 911.

It was too late. By the time the paramedics arrived Jay was already dead. Erin was there crying and screaming hysterically and the police had to pry her off of the body of her dead husband.

The funeral was 4 days after that incident which I did not attend to.

Jay lived a short life with such great and wonderful choices, mistakes, and life stories he could go through. I wonder now how his 7-year-old daughter will make it without a father. I wonder how a loving wife who no matter what could never leave Jay live her life as a whole person ever again.

These tragedies only show us now the true meaning of love and loss. Don't look to Jay's story as a tragic story, but a story with no end. Life goes on and now only the memories of him can be held with the heart of a grieving wife and a wonderful daughter.

These words aren't much coming from me, but we can look at Jay's story and still see that no matter what bad thing happen love is all we have.

[Loc]

And that is how I got stuck with washing dishes for the rest of my life.

Can just imagine that now hahaha.



Fairly nice ending to the story I guess, even though he died, he ended up with a pretty good life and seemed happy.

Been nice reading this story, thanks number17 :)

[Shamu]

I knew from the begining that Jay was going to die, but it's still so sad to read how he died!
Regardless, that was a wonderful ending to this story.

[Sock Full of Boiled Dimes]

I read the whole thing to a friend of mine and tears started to go down her face.

I was like "Woah"

[Stephy]

Don't look to Jay's story as a tragic story, but a story with no end.

I can't help but feel it as a tragic ending. It makes me feel so tearful. :(

I knew from the beginning that Jay was going to die, but it's still so sad to read how he died!

Like Shamu stated, I knew he was going to die, I just... can't help it, but feel sad. That was a very emotional ending for me.

Erin and Sarah are all alone now. :(

Do you know how life for them is at present time? Or no?

Wah! I really love this story! A carefully planned tearjerker.

[Arvynia]

wow, very very good.

[13usta]

that made me almost, nearly cry man...and i kno why u didnt go to his funeral. Very emotional story towards the end...

[B RoCkS1010]

Dude another great part...but saddening how it all comes to and end. Why didn't you go to the funeral? Did they ever find out who murdered him?

[Snake eyeS]

This was amazing, read the entire thing in 1 go just now.. and your writing skills amaze me.

thanks alot for the story, its been a very VERY nice read.

[Masa the Masta]

A very nice read indeed, good job #17. I felt that one deep in my chest cavity. :D

[Dead Sexy Vocab]

Number17, you've just made the Harry Potter series look like a newspaper article. :D