New Days: Chapter I

Story by spyro18 on SoFurry

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#1 of New Days

Jay, a 17 year old fennec fox mage has just gotten kicked out by his single dad for being gay, and has no idea where to turn.

Sorry about the short chapter, I just needed to get this out before bed. Any and all feedback is welcome, though keep in mind that this is the first story of this kind that I have worked on. What do you think about it being written in first-person? The details? It has not been spelling or grammar checked, I'm lazy. Character suggestions are also welcome.


As I sit here looking down at the cars, I can't help but wondering what could I have done to make things turn out differently. I honestly have no idea what is wrong with me. The logical part of my brain keeps telling me that it was all out of my control, but, somehow I can't help but feel that it was my fault. Maybe if it was different, if I was different. No, this was his fault! He just needs to learn to accept me the way that I am. First, he finds out I have these powers and almost tries to get an excercism done, but I threatened him out of it, which, in hindsight might have been a bad idea. It might have given him the wrong idea. Now I finally work up the courage and trust to tell his that I'm gay, and what does he do? He throws all of my things out into the lawn and says that he never wants to see me again. Which might be a good thing because I might would kill him if I saw him, especally since he almost destroyed my computer. He would have if I didn't stop him. I really need to stop thinking about this; the lights are starting to flicker, which is always a bad sign...

I need to find my mother, but I have litterally no idea where to start looking. I'm not even sure if she still lives in Mississippi. I have no idea how to start looking. My phone still has a couple hundred minutes, but who can I call? Nobody but Dad knows knows my mother at all, and I'm NOT going to ask him. No calling DHS; I'd be put in a foster home. I can take care of myself, but they don't know that or care. Funny, 17 is good enough to drive a car, potentally killing people, but the government won't even allow you to attempt to take care of yourself. I either have to find Mom or keep under the radar for 8 months, the latter being highly undesireable. I could try using my magic, but again, I have no idea where she is and I've only seen her a couple of times in my life.

My watch says 10PM, I'd better find a place to spend the night. I pull out my phone and scroll though my contacts. My finger lingers on 'Tyler' before dialing.

Ring. Ring. Ring. "Hello?", He sounds cheerful enough.

"Hey,Tyler, It's Jay. My dad kind of kicked me out and I need a place to stay. Would it be alright if I stayed at your place for the night?"

There was a second of silence before, "Oh my god, are you alright? Why did he kick you out? What are you doing with your things? Do need a ride? Where are you at?"

Heh, It's just like Tyler to panic over nothing. "I'm fine, and my clothes and computer are around. I don't need a ride, I can walk. I take that response as a yes? We can talk about it when I see you in person."

"Jay, It's fine for you to stay here as long as you need to. What do you mean, they are around?" I hear the suspecion creep into his voice.

"Okay, thanks! I owe you a lot! Like I said, we can talk about it when I get there.", I know teasing him will make him even more impatent, but what else can I do? 'Oh, by the way, I'm a mage and my all of my clothes, supplies, and compter is in my backpack.' Saying something like that over the phone might make him think that I'm either insane or that dad had beaten me to the point of delusion.

"Alright, See you soon, I hope. Have a safe walk. Bye." And there went the impatence. 'Have a safe walk.', What did he mean by that? Does he know something I don't?

"Thanks. Bye."

I hop off of the four story building I was perched on with ease, and make my way down the alley. Now, I have a choice to make. What do I tell him? Both about getting kicked out and about my magic. He doesn't know that I am gay, even though I do hint at it every once in a while. Me being gay might freak him out a bit, but not near as much as the magic will. He is my best friend, I've known him ever since started 1st grade. If I can't trust him, I can't trust anyone, and I don't like the idea of not trusting anyone. On the other hand, I've known Dad my whole life, and he kicked me out over being gay. The bastard! I think it's for the best to just tell him and get it over with. On both accounts.

I silently run down the alley, taking care not to be seen, and jump the fence into Tyler's backyard. Scrying, I can tell that he's not in his room. It's now or never. I walk up to the wall nearest his room and concentrate on phasing through. The wall starts to get little ripples, similar to jello. I walk through and do the same to the floor under his room and drop into the basement.

I pull out my phone and text Tyler, 'Go to your room for a second, please' I hear his phone beep and a few seconds later he starts walking to his room with a confused expression, I'm sure. He gets to his door and turns the handle, seeming a little unsure.