Unrequited' Chapter 1
This was not cool. As in so not cool. I mean duh! I know, I know, I shouldn’t act all sissy like this. But this is just not fair.
So, Ashley, some distant (yeah, I mean, really, really distant, as in not meeting her in seventeen years? Yeah…) cousin of mine, just had a baby, and mom decided to get really social this time. So here I am, in Ashley’s house along with thousands of other members of my family. I mean, seriously, do these people really belong to my family? I mean, I don’t recognize half of them!
But anyways, among these number of aunts and uncles and cousins and children and grandparents, and pets and all, I just realized something. I am anti-social. As in not only among unknown people and all, but even with over friendly family members. I cant handle them…Just, not my type and all?
I mean, Tommy, do this, and Tommy, that’s good for you, and Tommy, you should marry and Oh! I know a perfect bride for you and we want to see your child too, and Tommy, this, Tommy that! Oh! What the fuck ever! Its my life people. Don’t you get it?
But that’s not my problem, I got music to help me escape the social fuckery I live in. No, they didn’t let me bring my guitar. Mom was like, No, Thomas Joe Ratliff. You’re going to see your cousin’s baby, not another tour of yours! Fine, at least I could listen to music.
But then comes another problem, where do I go and find some privacy? Each and every room in this room was full, even the balcony and halls. At twelve at night. Yeah, no privacy even at midnight. What am I supposed to do now? Then I realized I could go to the terrace, but then I found out that the keys are with Uncle Peter, and ew, no, no way in hell’s outhouse was I going to Uncle Pete; I mean, c’mon! He could talk more than a woman! Is that even possible? So I’m sitting on the stairs to the terrace, without switching on the lights, yes, because I don’t want another aunt to come in like, oh Tommy! Why are you sitting in the darkness? Can I do something for you? No you cant!
Yeah, yeah…I know, you might be thinking why my thoughts are so messed up, and I’m randomly jumping from one topic to another? Its just…I was really angry...
I just had another fight with mom, in front of the whole family, where I got insulted just because I was trying to solve a problem between two of my cousins…Yeah, I got it when they say I shouldn’t poke my nose… That’s why I’m angry.
I turned on to Manson, increasing the volume on my head phones.
I sighed. I know, I know, I am boring you, but…you know…I’m tired…and exhausted, mentally. But my problem is…its gonna be my birthday in about fifteen minutes… And its not that I actually care. But I’m gonna be thirty (ooh!) and this is just going to be me, all by myself, in the dark stairs to the terrace of Ashley’s house in the countryside. Not like last time…I mean c’mon. I played my favorite song, all the fans screaming, and he was singing…and we kissed…like so many times…and I enjoyed myself. That was different than drinking plain ol’ beer with one or two friends like every time, you know? I enjoyed myself, I repeat. I really did… I fingered the feather pendant he gave me last year. It was beautiful, with blue stones. Blue, just like his eyes.
And then I thought maybe this time too, I’ll do something else, other than sitting in a dark corner and listening to music. But no! Here’s what I get to do. Sit in a dark corner and listen to music.
Fine, whatever.
I increased the volume to the max, and closed my eyes to Metallica. Thanks for being with me you guys. Hetfield; I owe you!
What?
I looked down to see little Jess in my lap. She’s one of my cousin’s daughter, just two years old! …Isnt that adorable? She just came crawling to me in the darkness few minutes back. At least she is compatible to me, I mean, she didn’t bite me (opposite to why I was scared of babies, really…Last time…No! Just don’t remind me of that.) She just sat calmly in my lap, giving me an adorably accusing look, like I was hiding something. No! Of course your blue eyes don’t remind me of someone else! No, no, no! I wasn’t irritated ‘cause he wasn’t here with me. I mean, why would I be? Fine, I miss my best buddy. So? You’d miss yours too, on any special day wont you? No! I don’t like him like that. And he doesn’t like me like that either!
And he’s with somebody, remember, duh?
And please. Didn’t you check twitter? I think he’s like my brother. No, you’re wrong, he wasn’t flirting with me. We were serious! I just don’t know why he got interested in shippers suddenly. In fact, he really asked his fans not to ship him with straight dudes, and he was serious, I thought with a straight face. I looked at Jess again, her eyes were dropping. So I laid her down in my lap. Of course you didn’t check twitter, right, Jess? But….brother! Duh!
Hey Tommy? I heard an unknown voice in my head. What? Have you heard of incest??
What?! No!
I’ve never seen anyone kiss his brother like that.
What the hell? How is someone speaking in my head? Maybe I’m just going nuts…Maybe people do that when they turn thirty? Yeah, maybe. Jess was asleep already. I adjusted myself, leaning onto the wall. I was sleepy…maybe I’ll just close my eyes for a second. Just a second.
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Just darkness, and haze….Like Adam said, purple haze, in my brain. But it was warm, like someone was embracing me. And my body was stiff, like I’d been sitting on the ground for a long time. My butt hurt, really. But it was cold, like night breeze.
And then I felt breathing on my face. Wait a second, I recognized this aroma…this flavor.
Good gracious, long time since I had this kind of amazing dream. I saw him, down and gorgeous, and cupping my face and kissing me. Kissing me gently. Oh damn! Lets get it down and dirty. I licked his lips, and then you know the routine. Frenching is one of my talents…heheh, and so is his. I smiled. And then tongue, and teeth, and licking and loads of licking. He tasted good, even in my dreams. Thank God I was sitting down, ‘cause my knees felt like jelly, and damn! His large hands still cupped my face, and his thumbs were running in circle on my face that seemed to send electric currents right down there.
And then he pulled away and disappeared. “Tsk”. I clicked my tongue.
And then I heard a laugh, pure and beautiful, right in my ear. Someone was breathing in my ear and this was really tickling the shit outta me.
“Mnnnn.” I moaned, irritated. Another laugh and I heard a voice. A voice from heaven, or maybe hell, yeah. Soft, husky and pure sexy.
“Happy birthday, babe.”
My eyes snapped open. This was too true to be…unreal you know?
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“Adam! What are you do-mmff!?” His placed his hand not letting me complete my sentence, which was loud enough to wake the whole house up.
“Ssshh! Wanna spoil your birthday surprise by inviting your whole family in?” His blue eyes sparkled mischievously. He let go of me.
“What are you doin’ here?” I whispered.
“I thought you’d ask what your surprise is.” He rolled his eyes, pretending to be offended. I hit him. “Ow! What?” He looked at me.
“Dude! What are you doing so far away from home?” I asked. This was really confusing me. Maybe I am dreaming! I mean, how else is that possible? What is he doing so far away from LA? In this tiny country house? What’s wrong?
“I came to wish you a happy birthday!” He gave me a big bear hug. My eyebrows rose to my hairline.
“Really?”
He looked offended.
“I mean…how did you get up here? Ho-how did you find me here?”
“I came up from the pipes. The terrace was unlocked.” He shrugged. I slapped my head.
“I didn’t need to go to Uncle Pete then? Whatever!” I stopped. Adam was confused, I could see. “Why the pipes?”
“’Cause there was this scary dude near the gates, and he might ask why the hell was I here at midnight.” He shrugged his shoulders again.
“Oh.”
Wow. So he climbs the pipes of a small country side house just to wish me a happy birthday at midnight?
“I wanted to be the first one to wish you this year! Hope I’m not late. Annnnd! It was exactly 00:00 when I wished you, isn’t that great?” He smiled, eyes twinkling like he broke a world record.
Too smile, his bright was- I mean, too bright, his smile was, in the dark stairway. It kinda dazzled me, and I had to smile too.
“Thanks.”
“No! Its not over yet!” He stood up, and pulled me up. Then he saw Jess. “Awww! A baby!” But even though he got excited, his voice was still a whisper. “Can I…?” he wandered off mid-sentence, blushing a bit.
“Oh! Sure!” A slowly handled him Jess. “Adorable, isn’t she?”
He nodded, all excited. Aww, damn! He looked more adorable. So carefully handling the baby, like she was a delicate glass; breakable.
I smirked. Time to get flirty… What? Twitter is not enough for me, okay?
I stood on my toes, reaching his ear and holding him. “Want a baby for yourself?” I said, huskily and slowly. Sexy.
His eyes widened for a second, and he looked at me. But as soon as our eyes met, he laughed. I sighed mentally. Oh damn, I missed my friend so much! I loved him, and this love; no one can understand. Its like…I cant stay without him. Not love him like that…I mean…no! Yeah, I kinda had this …crush on him…But I was…straight, and kissing and flirting with him was entirely a different matter. Plus, he’s not single any more…
But still…the dirty images wont get off my head. I know, I know, I’m sick. So? Sue me! Just those looks. Those looks I’m telling you. And his hot body…so warm, and like a protective blanket he wraps his arms around me…Like wings of an angel.
That’s what he looked like. An angel, with a baby in his arms. Damn! My heart started racing like some psycho killer was after it. I felt my face blush. Thank goodness its dark in here… Yet, its as if Adam can hear my heartbeats…Like he can feel mine.
Adam snapped me out of my trance, when he kissed me on the cheek. My hand immediately reached the spot which was turning hot now.
“Wh-what was that for?” I stammered.
He winked. “The answer to your question. Come.” He turned to the terrace, gently handling Jess, unlocking the door, and leading me into the moonlit darkness.
Woah, I’ve never been to the terrace here. It was cool, and dark. He led me to a small swing, the ones they have in the countrysides, you get me? The portable ones, with a small covering on the top? Well, I don’t know how to explain. Okay? If you don’t get me, sorry. But I never attended my English classes properly, okay? Whatever.
He sat down, and patted the seat beside him. I sat down, my heart beating loudly.
He placed Jess down on the seat, supporting her head on his lap, and got a bag out. Okay…so…what now?
He took out a sweater out of it, and placed it over Jess.
“Just in case…” He smiled. What? you’re checking my patience?
“Close your eyes.” He whispered. Uh? I opened my mouth to say something, but he placed his finger on my lips.
“No! I didn’t say open that pretty mouth of yours-“(I blush in this part.)”-Close. Your. Eyes. Honey…Now!”
“Okay, okay!” I closed my eyes. Then I heard some shuffling, and smelt it…The wonderful smell of-
“Open your eyes.”
“Tacos!” I said before I saw it, and I saw Adam holding a taco with a small candle in the centre.
“Make a wish!” He smiled, his face glowing in the soft candle light.
“Ummm?” I blew the candle and made a wish. Was it pathetic that I wished for him?
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After enjoying the tacos under the sky full of stars (like literally, so many stars! Since the sky wasn’t polluted like that of the cities, you know?), I was just simply sitting there; Jess in my arms, and my head on his shoulder.
“Hey Tommy…?”
“Yeah?”
“I…li…er…I um…” He hesitated. And my heart started beating harder.
“Huh?”
“I li…lik..I…” he sighed.
I looked at his face, through my hair, biting my lips. His face was red.
“What, Adam?” I said softly.
“I…” He took a deep breath. “I like…I uh…”
Before Adam could get further (which I highly doubt), Jess woke up, crying loudly. I sighed, that hope shattering in my heart. Maybe I was wishing for too much.
“She needs to go to her mom.” I said, and got up.
“Oh…okay…” He got up too.
“Thanks…for all this Adam…” I looked into his eyes.
“Oh…well..You…uhm….okay…” He looked away.
I turned to leave. But then stopped dead in my tracks when he held me by the waist.
“Wh-why?” I said.
“’cause your hands are full.” He whispered in my eyes, too sexy for me. He was talking about Jess okay.
“Happy birthday, again, glitterbabe.”
Ah! After such a long time! I smiled. “Thank you.”
And then after kissing my ears (OMGEEE!), he left me.
I walked to the stairs, and turned to see him crossing the edge of the balcony.
“What?” Adam said as he noticed my horrified face, “I came that way, I need to leave like that too! Don’t worry!” He laughed. I shrugged my shoulders.
I would have watched him leave, if Jess wasn’t crying like that.
I hurried down, and placed Jess on her mother’s bed, beside her mum. Caitlyn hushed her child, who soon fell asleep.
I went to my bed, lying down in my jeans (‘cause yeah, I was comfortable like this, thank you so much). That’s when I felt my phone vibrate.
“Meet me at the swing at 3 pm tomorrow. ;)”
Oh great, sleeping’s gonna be even more difficult now.