For my dead friends
Ally Hellsing and Kyle Barker
And the love they shared for one another
It was a dark, quiet, cold night. In a house laid a boy on the floor typing on a computer as quietly as possible. He was trying to get help from anyone who would listen to him, hoping his father wouldn’t hear the sounds of the key bored, hoping he wouldn’t catch him. But that night nothing, it seemed like nobody cared, that nobody wanted to help him out, help him get away. So he gave up and through the laptop aside in the messy trashed room he was in. Did it make a noise? Did it make a sound? The sound of the laptop hitting the the wall made a loud enough noise to wake the whole neighborhood. That’s when he knew he woke his father and the rest of the night wouldn’t be pleasant. No one really knows what happened next. But whatever did made many cry. What ever did brought tears to their eyes. So what do think happened next all I know is his father beat him. That boys name was Ally and he was but a child and years passed he became older so now he’s sixteen in the summer of 2007. That was the summer I met him and at that time he did not like to be called Ally he preferred Alacard.
I ran out of my house that day trying to get away from home because all the yelling was to much. So I ran to the only place I knew was safe, were I could hide, the island in our little neighborhood. I ran to the other side of the neighborhood and plopped down on a rock toward the edge of the island. All the kids called it that because it was surrounded by road in a remote area of our neighborhood and all of use used it to get away from things and hang out. I sat there for about an hour our two thinking if my parents really knew were I was or if they were worried, or anything. Then I herded yelling from a house about a yard from were I was and a boy crying. I looked in that direction because it awoke me from my daydream, and I saw a boy about two three years older then me running in my direction, and saw a men coming out of the same house yelling at him to get his skinny butt back over there, but the boy kept on running and crying. I watched as he ran over to me and sat down right next to me on a different rock and he looked at me. I don’t know how long we just sat there staring at each other wondering what the other one was thinking or doing there.
Then he spoke and said “Who are you?”
I answered with “Jordan Spitzley who are you?”
He Said “Ashley Hellsing but if you call me that I will kill you so call me Alacard”
“Okay Alacard, it’s really nice to meet you” I said as I held out my hand.
“Same here” He said putting his hand in mine for a shake.
When I looked down at our hands I saw scars, cuts, and bruises all over his hand. I just stared at his hand as if time froze. I felt like I couldn’t move or look away from his hand. It just took me by shook.
Then I hared Alacard say “are you okay. Hello anyone there?”
“Huh” I said “Yeah I’m okay”.
“Okay well then do you mind letting go of my hand.” He said.
“What? Oh sorry.” I said embarrassed and letting go of his hand.
“It’s okay. That happens a lot to me.” Alacard said smiling cutely with big eyes.
“So why are you out here? That guy in the house sounded mad when you came running out of the house? Who was he? Why did you runaway from him?” I asked all at once.
“That’s a lot of questions don’t you think” He said.
“Oops sorry I’m just cruise.” I said.
“That’s okay so let me start answering them.” He said.
“Yeah.” I said sitting down Indian style on my rock.
“I came out because I was afraid of him and haven’t seen the outside in so long and wanted some fresh air for once because it’s been two maybe three years I don’t remember.” He said with a sad look on his face.
“Oh” I said now wishing I never asked any of those stupid questions. “I’m sorry.”
"Oh its okey." He said moveing his hand up and down with a big cheesey grin on his face.
I ran out of my house that day trying to get away from home because all the yelling was to much. So I ran to the only place I knew was safe, were I could hide, the island in our little neighborhood. I ran to the other side of the neighborhood and plopped down on a rock toward the edge of the island. All the kids called it that because it was surrounded by road in a remote area of our neighborhood and all of use used it to get away from things and hang out. I sat there for about an hour our two thinking if my parents really knew were I was or if they were worried, or anything. Then I herded yelling from a house about a yard from were I was and a boy crying. I looked in that direction because it awoke me from my daydream, and I saw a boy about two three years older then me running in my direction, and saw a men coming out of the same house yelling at him to get his skinny butt back over there, but the boy kept on running and crying. I watched as he ran over to me and sat down right next to me on a different rock and he looked at me. I don’t know how long we just sat there staring at each other wondering what the other one was thinking or doing there.
Then he spoke and said “Who are you?”
I answered with “Jordan Spitzley who are you?”
He Said “Ashley Hellsing but if you call me that I will kill you so call me Alacard”
“Okay Alacard, it’s really nice to meet you” I said as I held out my hand.
“Same here” He said putting his hand in mine for a shake.
When I looked down at our hands I saw scars, cuts, and bruises all over his hand. I just stared at his hand as if time froze. I felt like I couldn’t move or look away from his hand. It just took me by shook.
Then I hared Alacard say “are you okay. Hello anyone there?”
“Huh” I said “Yeah I’m okay”.
“Okay well then do you mind letting go of my hand.” He said.
“What? Oh sorry.” I said embarrassed and letting go of his hand.
“It’s okay. That happens a lot to me.” Alacard said smiling cutely with big eyes.
“So why are you out here? That guy in the house sounded mad when you came running out of the house? Who was he? Why did you runaway from him?” I asked all at once.
“That’s a lot of questions don’t you think” He said.
“Oops sorry I’m just cruise.” I said.
“That’s okay so let me start answering them.” He said.
“Yeah.” I said sitting down Indian style on my rock.
“I came out because I was afraid of him and haven’t seen the outside in so long and wanted some fresh air for once because it’s been two maybe three years I don’t remember.” He said with a sad look on his face.
“Oh” I said now wishing I never asked any of those stupid questions. “I’m sorry.”
"Oh its okey." He said moveing his hand up and down with a big cheesey grin on his face.
