Perfect Match by JJ Ryan

Author:JJ Ryan [Ryan, JJ]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, pdf

Trevor, Wednesday 2.23.2011

FUCK! Goddamn, my fucking head hurt. I felt like there was a goddamned sword through it. Why the fuck did it hurt that bad? I didn’t remember drinking last night…. Hell, I didn’t remember doing anything last night. The last thing I remembered was being in the hospital, telling Patrick about my being bashed. I remembered telling him I couldn’t see from one eye and him freaking out, going all sexy doctor on me, and then nothing.

I tried to open my eyes to find out where I was, but the room was way too bright. Could I be in that hideous white room of Patrick’s? It was the only overly bright room I could think of, but why would I be there and not in his bed? I gave up trying to open my eyes and instead tried to feel my surroundings. I could hear faint, distant noises as if I were in a hotel, but there was this annoying beeping that pulsed in my brain with every beat. I could hear someone in the room with me, but for some reason that didn’t frighten me. The person gave me a sense of calm. It was then that I noticed someone gently holding one of my hands. The calm, the hand-holding, had to be Patrick, and the distant noises and that damn beep had to mean I was still in the hospital. Something had happened. Somehow, I wasn’t allowed to go home like I thought. I held his hand tighter, scared at what could have happened.

“Trevor, baby, can you hear me?” his beautiful voice said. I wanted his voice to wake me every day. It was deep, smooth, sweet, and angelic. “Trevor, you’re awake. I was so worried.” Why was he so worried about me? And why the fuck was he crying? How long had I been asleep? I was becoming more confused and freaked out the more I thought about it.

Slowly, I worked my mouth to allow words out so I could ask the questions I so needed answers to. “Trick, what happened? I thought I was going home.” My voice was raspy and talking made my throat hurt. This was more than one night’s sleep. My voice sounded like it hadn’t been used for days.

After Patrick told me how long I had been out, and why, I was dumbfounded, shocked, and terrified. I almost died. Shit! Shit! Shit! I almost died! Those fuckers almost killed me. I could have lost everything for the simple reason of being gay and wearing a T-shirt that said so. Those pricks tried to take everything from me. I could feel the anger burst through me and build on the confusion as I couldn’t believe this had happened to me. This is the shit that you see on the news, the shit that happens to other people, people you don’t know, people you feel sorry for. Instead, I was the headline. I could see it now: “Man, out and proud, slain by two men.

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