Everyone loves a thrill part 5
TITLE: Everyone loves a thrill
Author: Acyid
PAIRING:Bobby/John Bobby/Rogue John/Warren
SUMMARY: Part five of my AU Horror story
NOTES: You should know the deal by now. :)
2:37 P.M
John was in his room putting away his new belongings. It had been a long and interesting morning and now he honestly wanted to have some time to himself before he went back out later that evening. After hanging up the last of his clothes and shoving his underwear haphazardly into his dresser he sat on his bed and opened up the notebook Hope had bought him. Clicking open the needed program he began to type a poem, letting the feelings that had been building for the past two weeks out. It was either this or torch something and he knew that would not go over quiet well.
2:40 P.M
Bobby sat on his bed thinking about tonight. On the way back from the mall Kitty had grilled him thoroughly about his one hour of alone time with John. He liked John, as a friend and hopefully something more than one. He knew that from the moment the boy stepped foot into Jubilee’s room earlier that very same day. He kept trying during that whole hour to see if John had some inkling of an interest in him, some spark, but John had come off a bit murky. Sighing he stood up and walked downstairs for a glass of milk. No one was home as usual, Ronny had left despite Bobby telling him to stay home and rest due to his brothers stomach ache. Even their beloved tabby cat had bolted off somewhere. For a moment Bobby smiled thinking that the cat had more sense than everyone else in the household. Leaning against the cold finished steel stove has he drank his milk he decided that he was going to take the plunge and make himself known to John tonight. Mostly due to Kitty’s influence though. ’We have two and a half months until we graduate and who knows where he’ll be after then, get to know him now and hopefully you’ll enjoy these last months and the summer.’ Kitty’s advice rang through his head has he rinsed out his glass and placed it in the dishwasher. Writing a note for Ronny about his later plans on the dry erase menu board next to the stove Bobby ran back upstairs to his room and decided to nap for a while. Maybe he’d dream of something besides his mothers ranting.
5:30 P.M
The poem was epic in scope, five pages of snark and John had not even blinked or moved once during the whole process. “Poe’s got shit on me.” he said as he saved the file and closed the notebook just as a knock sounded on the door. “Come in.” he answered. Opening the door Jubilee stepped in “Hey dinners ready.” she announced. John followed her downstairs, he had been ignoring his stomach since earlier that morning. The scent of Mexican food was spicing the air and he felt his stomach rumble. John took the seat next to Jubilee as the kitchen door across from them opened up to reveal Hope with a glass tray in hand. Sitting in the tray in front of them was a row of chicken fajitas and a big bowl of steaming brown rice and tomatoes. With a pair of tongs Hope began to pile food on their plates taking note of John. “So how were you’re days?” Hope asked. “I got my schedule and stuff for school and met some of Jubilee’s friends.” John said between bites. “Yeah Bobby Drake was scamming on him the whole time.” Jubilee simply stated causing John to choke some. He grabbed his glass of water and took a generous gulp all the while fixing Jubilee an albeit watery gag induced glare. “Scamming?” Hope asked, the confusion clear on her face. “He wants to get with John.” Jubilee stated ending her Aunts confusion. “Fuck me.” John lightly muttered. “Wait isn’t Bobby with Kitty?” he asked. “No, there just friends, from what I’ve heard Bobby dated Marie before I got here. From what I’ve heard from Warren, Bobby used to ask him a lot of questions about him being bi and all. So Warren and Roguey are pretty close and she began complaining about Bobby not really doing things you expect a boy his age to do. He was more than a gentleman, he was like a cold fish and even though they kissed some he would act like she had some contagious skin disease or something. So Warren told Rogue about the questions Bobby would ask him a lot and Rogue being the intuitive girl she is put that and her suspicions together and dropped him hard. Their much better somewhat now, but I know they wouldn’t be if Warren also told her that Bobby asked War to kiss him when they were working together over the summer. ‘A moment of curiosity thing’ Hmph, like moment my ass! And sense then Bobby hasn’t dated anyone. Jubilee popped the last of her fajita into her mouth while both Hope and John gave her a joint look of confusion. “How do you know all this!” John asked . Jubilee shrugged nonchalantly “Well people for some reason have this thing about wanting to talk to me about stuff, sense I seem kinda good for advice, there are moments though when people talk and they don’t realize that I’m there. Though in this case Warrens my best friend and he would tell me and we both laugh behind Bobby’s back.”
6:41 P.M
Peter Rasputin furrowed his brow in concentration, sweat beading near it. His current enemy stood erect in front of him, taunting him both physically and mentally. Peter struck first, his massive hand darting forward, causing the red to split across the vast white expanse. Looking back at his new painting with a firm realization he nodded. He needed more yellow for his sunrise. Looking around his makeshift studio/bedroom his massive form began to look for the tube of Yellow 14 oil paint he needed. Finding it he sighed when he saw it was flatter than a tube of well used toothpaste. “Oh well I needed to run by the art store soon, might as well make ‘soon’ right now” he announced to his unfinished work. Walking to the bathroom he washed his hands then walked down the hall to grab his car keys and went out to his car. His mother and father were at work at their family market and his younger sister was on a trip to Russia to visit their older brother Mikhail. His family parked both cars in the driveway, allowing Peter to turn their garage into a type of storage/gallery that he was ever grateful for. Arriving at the store twenty minutes later, he walked in to be greeted by the staff, he was a well known figure at the store, even having gone as far has to pose for the figure drawing class they had sense his 18 birthday four months ago. Picking up a fresh tube of yellow and a few new pieces of charcoal he paid for his belongings and left. Passing by a fast food restaurant he decided to stop and eat, he had been working sense he left from school this morning.
7:05 P.M
“Bobby, wake up!!!” Come on move were going to be late.” Moaning Bobby sat up to see Kitty bursting into his room. Rubbing his eyes he asked “Remind me again why I gave you a key?” “Because I’m the only one who can drag you out of bed and drive your butt around. Now come on clean up were going to be late for the movies with-”John!” he interrupted Kitty as he jumped out of bed and immediately stubbed his toes against his stand. “Ahhh!” he cried out sharply has he began to hope on one foot to the bathroom. Kitty shook her head “Shower quick, I’m already picking out your clothes.” she said as she began throwing things out of Bobby closet. Bobby immediately stripped and hobbled into the shower turning on the cold water. He loved the feeling of the cold: water, snow, ice, it was his thing and it helped to wake him up. Quickly washing up and making sure to pay attention to his more delicate areas he quickly rushed out of the shower not caring for the fact that he didn’t have a towel as he darted back to his room and pulled out some robin’s egg colored boxers from his dresser as Kitty emerged with his clothes for tonight. “You know for someone who swims so much your backside could use a lot of sun.” Kitty said as she began handing Bobby his clothes a gray t-shirt and blue jeans and a black jacket. “Well it’s not like that many people have actually seen my backside.” Bobby replied. “Well maybe that will change after tonight.” Kitty said a glint in her eyes. “Kitty!” Bobby said, despite the cold shower his foot was still throbbing so he slipped on his flip flops and hobbled a little better now after Kitty as she headed downstairs and out to her car. Bobby sat nervously in the car as the sounds of KT Tunstell flowed from Kitty’s stereo. “Bobby breathe, I think you’re going to implode.” Kitty said as she turned down a street. Bobby nodded and then saw the Cold Stone shop he frequented a lot. An idea sprung to his mind. “Hey Kitty stop for a minute please.” he asked her.
7:10 P.M
John followed Jubilee from the parking lot to the massive theatre. According to the marquee there were 21 screens, he thought for a moment ’was there even ten movies currently out at the moment?’ “Well the movie starts at 8:00, it’ll take at least thirty minutes to get tickets and almost another thirty to get snacks.” Jubilee told him moving into the crowd. John had to admit, there was a massive amount of people present, if he wanted to he could cause some real chaos. He pictured himself being able to fling a stream of fire into the movie window display to his side. He imagined the glass exploding, the poor mannequins made to look like some celebrities melting as people in the lines screamed and ran in terror. Hey, he had a healthy imagination he thought and maybe a slight Napoleon complex. Just then his eyes connected with a one Warren Worthington making his way to them. Warren was wearing a white shirt again, black slacks, and some chunky looking gym shoes. His head was adorned with another beanie, this time a whitish yellow one that reminded John of a halo. “Hey John, Jubie.” he smiled at John “So what are we seeing?” “ A comedy.” Jubilee quickly responded. “Hey, guys.” They turned to see Bobby and Kitty joining them in the line. “Bought time you got here Bobby.” John said. “Yeah, sorry about that, you look nice.” Bobby complimented taking note that John was wearing some of the clothes he helped to pick out earlier. “Well I think he looks hot.” Warren said stepping over to John while glaring at Bobby. John looked at the two boys as they sized each other up. “Boys, boys, lets get our tickets… jeez.” Jubilee said as she turned to Kitty, “You think we can find some straight boy’s while we’re here?” she asked the brunette making Kitty giggle.
7:35 P.M
Bobby had maneuvered himself between Warren to get next to John in line, even paying for the boy’s ticket. As they all made themselves to the concession stand Bobby asked him if he wanted anything. “Yeah, just some popcorn.” Bobby ordered a large popcorn with everything as Warren pushed past him to order next, followed by the girls. “Everyone ready? Kitty asked. They’ll all nodded and made there way to the screens.
7:35 P.M
Peter finished his food and left the restaurant and made his way back home, he would finish this painting tonight, no doubt about it. Getting back home at eight o clock, he parked his car in the driveway and entered the house through the garage door. Making his way up to his room, he turned on the radio and began to paint, adding in his much needed yellow. Thirty minutes had gone by and he failed to notice his room door slowly slipping open nor the red cloaked figure or the large surgical knife in it’s gloved hand. Peter had dropped his brush accidentally, he quickly reached down just as the figure lunged forward it’s knife stabbing dead center into his painting. “What the?!?” Looking up in surprise Peter saw a masked figure, it looked like a court jester with dark blue lips and red eyes, stick a knife into his painting that was big enough to make Michael Meyers weak in the knees. Thinking quickly Peter lunged forward before his assailant could withdraw it’s knife from his now ruined work. Peter tackled the would be killer, driving him straight into his wall, the impact splintering the dry wall and causing a few of his other art pieces to fall off their stands. Starting to recover the figure kicked out at Peter’s knee, connecting solidly. “Errrgh!” Peter cried out, reaching over to his bookcase Peter toppled the whole thing on top of the figure, pinning his back. The figure grunted as Peter tore open his door and ran down the hall his heart beats sound matching the thundering off his footsteps. Reaching the front door Peter swung it open. CRACK!!! A sound as loud as that should draw neighbors it did not though as a full tethered metal can of paint swung in front of his face when he opened the door, crunching against his skull. A quick burst of white light, followed by red bleeding into black formed in front of Peters eyes has he dropped back into the house unconscious.
8:40
The movie wasn’t funny to John. ‘Anyone who could like Jack Black should be disintegrated atom by atom.’ he thought. Apparently his thoughts were strong enough to be read he thought as Bobby turned and gave him a look. “Want some more popcorn?” he shook the bucket and handed it to John. John reached in and popped a few kernels into his mouth. Reaching back in he felt his hand slide against Bobby’s. Bobby blushed and smiled quickly at him as they both tried withdrawing their hands at the same time spilling more popcorn out than taking in their hands. Taking that has his queue Bobby sat the bucket on the floor between his legs and began to reach into his jacket pocket. Fumbling for a second he pulled out the item he had gotten when he asked Kitty to stop earlier. Turning to John, he held out a pint of vanilla ice cream and two plastic spoons. John watched him wondering what else Bobby was able to sneak in his jacket. “Want some?” Bobby asked as he automatically handed John a spoon and opened the carton. Reaching in he and Bobby began to share the ice-cream, which more than helped to make the movie better. Looking down the isle Kitty smiled while Jubilee just shrugged and tossed some skittles into her slushy. Warren simply took note and began to come up with an idea to get Bobby out of the picture.
8:40 P.M
Peter groaned as he began to wake up. His blurry eyes began to focus and he tried to glance around making out the inside of his garage. Suddenly he remembered the attack in his room and tried to sit up. He became frightened when he realized he could not move. An overhead light popped on making his eyes hurt and water for a second. He was able to see that he was strapped to a medical gurney of some type, that was what he realized kept him still. Trying to shake his body some he realized that something else was wrong, he was totally numb. Totally numb yet aware. Looking around he saw a series of charcoal drawings, individual portraits he had done of his friends that he was planning on giving to them on graduation. He had done them over the summer when he did his scholarship work. Rogue, Warren, Bobby, Kitty, Scott, Paige, Jubilee, himself, Jean and even Monet. She was his lab partner and he realized that there was more to the girl than she let on, a real person despite the snide personality. He then noticed that the ones belonging to Jean and Paige had red thrown on them, ruining them. Hearing footsteps around him, he saw his attacker walk around to him and hold up a needle. Obviously a sedative of some kind had been used on him. He mentally winced when he felt a pinch in his arms and stomach. Looking over he saw that one arm had been hooked up to a machine he remembered his grandmother having. ’A dialysis machine?!?!’ he remembered. In this other arm and stomach and neck he felt more piercing as the figure began to insert IV drips. He was able to see that all three drip bags were filled with a liquid of some kind. A silver substance that reminded him of Mercury. The figure walked up to him and ran his knife along Peters cheek drawing blood has it then reached over and started the machine. Peter felt something being drawn painfully out of him. ‘My blood….’ he realized as he felt a cool substance began to run into him from the liquid running down from the I.V’s. He felt cold and like he was being torn up inside all at once. Then nothing at all after a while.
10:00
“That movie totally blew!” Jubilee shouted as they left the theatre. “It really did.” Bobby agreed even though he was more into his ice cream and John. “Well guys I’m tired.” Warren said as he walked over to John. He took off his beanie and placed it on John’s head and then kissed him right in front of them all. Bobby stood shocked unsure of what to do, Kitty looked like she wanted to kick Warren, Jubilee just yawned. Breaking the kiss Warren smiled and gave John a goodnight as he went to his car and drove off.
Looking over at John as he removed the beanie, Jubilee told Bobby and Kitty that they were going to call it a night as well leaving Bobby and Kitty standing in the parking lot. “What a jerk!” Kitty shouted as she drove towards Bobby’s. “How could he? It’s like he has something in for you or something. We need to fix this and knock his wings off.” she stated. Bobby just sat silently in his seat milling over tonight’s events. He knew what Warren had in for him. All of a sudden an idea sprung in Bobby’s mind. It would be risky, but dammit he wanted to, no he needed to do this. “Kitty thank you and one last thing for tonight, drop me off at Jubilee’s.” With that Kitty stopped talking and turned around to make it to Jubilee’s house.
10:30
Jubilee had nothing to offer John about Warren’s behavior. “I guess you’re just popular dude.” she said as they pulled up in the driveway. “Well it’s you and me for the next week and a half, Aunt Hope as some business hostile takeover thing in Hong Kong.” she said as they made there way inside the house. Walking up the stairs Jubilee gave him a hug and said “Night.” as she turned down the hall and went to her room. John made it to his room and stripped down to his boxers and decided to turn on the television. He couldn’t sleep really so he laid there on his bed as he watched some news program go on. Just then he heard a knock come from the side of his room. Looking up he finally noticed that it was his room with the patio and glass door. He stared dumbfounded for a moment at the figure of Bobby Drake.
10:42
Kitty dropped Bobby off telling him to be careful. Giving her a reassuring smile he climbed up the side trellis to the room he saw John walk by in from the glass door. He stumbled some and almost fell off when he saw John in his underwear. Finally making it up, he walked to the door and knocked.
John walked over and opened the door and let Bobby in. “So what do I owe for this surprise?” John said as he walked to his bed and laid down. “I just wanted to say thanks for hanging with me tonight.” “You came all the way over here for that? You know you could have told me Monday at school.” John said looking at the ceiling. “Well. I..” Bobby began but stopped as John sat up again and made his way over to him and cut him off by grabbing him and kissing him hard. He gasped accidentally but John used that to push his tongue past Bobby lips into his mouth. Bobby stood shocked as John began to massage his tongue across the inside of his mouth. “Come on, ice cream boy.” John made his way back to his bed and laid down “First, get rid of those clothes if you’re sleeping in here.” Bobby quickly pulled off his clothes, momentarily getting his shirt stuck under his chin and then fumbling with his jeans as he made his way over. John smirked at the display and scooted over as Bobby laid down next to him, the television forgotten.
So there we go, another one down. Hopefully the next chapter will be up by next weekend sometime. Thanks to my readers. Laters.
Author: Acyid
PAIRING:Bobby/John Bobby/Rogue John/Warren
SUMMARY: Part five of my AU Horror story
NOTES: You should know the deal by now. :)
2:37 P.M
John was in his room putting away his new belongings. It had been a long and interesting morning and now he honestly wanted to have some time to himself before he went back out later that evening. After hanging up the last of his clothes and shoving his underwear haphazardly into his dresser he sat on his bed and opened up the notebook Hope had bought him. Clicking open the needed program he began to type a poem, letting the feelings that had been building for the past two weeks out. It was either this or torch something and he knew that would not go over quiet well.
2:40 P.M
Bobby sat on his bed thinking about tonight. On the way back from the mall Kitty had grilled him thoroughly about his one hour of alone time with John. He liked John, as a friend and hopefully something more than one. He knew that from the moment the boy stepped foot into Jubilee’s room earlier that very same day. He kept trying during that whole hour to see if John had some inkling of an interest in him, some spark, but John had come off a bit murky. Sighing he stood up and walked downstairs for a glass of milk. No one was home as usual, Ronny had left despite Bobby telling him to stay home and rest due to his brothers stomach ache. Even their beloved tabby cat had bolted off somewhere. For a moment Bobby smiled thinking that the cat had more sense than everyone else in the household. Leaning against the cold finished steel stove has he drank his milk he decided that he was going to take the plunge and make himself known to John tonight. Mostly due to Kitty’s influence though. ’We have two and a half months until we graduate and who knows where he’ll be after then, get to know him now and hopefully you’ll enjoy these last months and the summer.’ Kitty’s advice rang through his head has he rinsed out his glass and placed it in the dishwasher. Writing a note for Ronny about his later plans on the dry erase menu board next to the stove Bobby ran back upstairs to his room and decided to nap for a while. Maybe he’d dream of something besides his mothers ranting.
5:30 P.M
The poem was epic in scope, five pages of snark and John had not even blinked or moved once during the whole process. “Poe’s got shit on me.” he said as he saved the file and closed the notebook just as a knock sounded on the door. “Come in.” he answered. Opening the door Jubilee stepped in “Hey dinners ready.” she announced. John followed her downstairs, he had been ignoring his stomach since earlier that morning. The scent of Mexican food was spicing the air and he felt his stomach rumble. John took the seat next to Jubilee as the kitchen door across from them opened up to reveal Hope with a glass tray in hand. Sitting in the tray in front of them was a row of chicken fajitas and a big bowl of steaming brown rice and tomatoes. With a pair of tongs Hope began to pile food on their plates taking note of John. “So how were you’re days?” Hope asked. “I got my schedule and stuff for school and met some of Jubilee’s friends.” John said between bites. “Yeah Bobby Drake was scamming on him the whole time.” Jubilee simply stated causing John to choke some. He grabbed his glass of water and took a generous gulp all the while fixing Jubilee an albeit watery gag induced glare. “Scamming?” Hope asked, the confusion clear on her face. “He wants to get with John.” Jubilee stated ending her Aunts confusion. “Fuck me.” John lightly muttered. “Wait isn’t Bobby with Kitty?” he asked. “No, there just friends, from what I’ve heard Bobby dated Marie before I got here. From what I’ve heard from Warren, Bobby used to ask him a lot of questions about him being bi and all. So Warren and Roguey are pretty close and she began complaining about Bobby not really doing things you expect a boy his age to do. He was more than a gentleman, he was like a cold fish and even though they kissed some he would act like she had some contagious skin disease or something. So Warren told Rogue about the questions Bobby would ask him a lot and Rogue being the intuitive girl she is put that and her suspicions together and dropped him hard. Their much better somewhat now, but I know they wouldn’t be if Warren also told her that Bobby asked War to kiss him when they were working together over the summer. ‘A moment of curiosity thing’ Hmph, like moment my ass! And sense then Bobby hasn’t dated anyone. Jubilee popped the last of her fajita into her mouth while both Hope and John gave her a joint look of confusion. “How do you know all this!” John asked . Jubilee shrugged nonchalantly “Well people for some reason have this thing about wanting to talk to me about stuff, sense I seem kinda good for advice, there are moments though when people talk and they don’t realize that I’m there. Though in this case Warrens my best friend and he would tell me and we both laugh behind Bobby’s back.”
6:41 P.M
Peter Rasputin furrowed his brow in concentration, sweat beading near it. His current enemy stood erect in front of him, taunting him both physically and mentally. Peter struck first, his massive hand darting forward, causing the red to split across the vast white expanse. Looking back at his new painting with a firm realization he nodded. He needed more yellow for his sunrise. Looking around his makeshift studio/bedroom his massive form began to look for the tube of Yellow 14 oil paint he needed. Finding it he sighed when he saw it was flatter than a tube of well used toothpaste. “Oh well I needed to run by the art store soon, might as well make ‘soon’ right now” he announced to his unfinished work. Walking to the bathroom he washed his hands then walked down the hall to grab his car keys and went out to his car. His mother and father were at work at their family market and his younger sister was on a trip to Russia to visit their older brother Mikhail. His family parked both cars in the driveway, allowing Peter to turn their garage into a type of storage/gallery that he was ever grateful for. Arriving at the store twenty minutes later, he walked in to be greeted by the staff, he was a well known figure at the store, even having gone as far has to pose for the figure drawing class they had sense his 18 birthday four months ago. Picking up a fresh tube of yellow and a few new pieces of charcoal he paid for his belongings and left. Passing by a fast food restaurant he decided to stop and eat, he had been working sense he left from school this morning.
7:05 P.M
“Bobby, wake up!!!” Come on move were going to be late.” Moaning Bobby sat up to see Kitty bursting into his room. Rubbing his eyes he asked “Remind me again why I gave you a key?” “Because I’m the only one who can drag you out of bed and drive your butt around. Now come on clean up were going to be late for the movies with-”John!” he interrupted Kitty as he jumped out of bed and immediately stubbed his toes against his stand. “Ahhh!” he cried out sharply has he began to hope on one foot to the bathroom. Kitty shook her head “Shower quick, I’m already picking out your clothes.” she said as she began throwing things out of Bobby closet. Bobby immediately stripped and hobbled into the shower turning on the cold water. He loved the feeling of the cold: water, snow, ice, it was his thing and it helped to wake him up. Quickly washing up and making sure to pay attention to his more delicate areas he quickly rushed out of the shower not caring for the fact that he didn’t have a towel as he darted back to his room and pulled out some robin’s egg colored boxers from his dresser as Kitty emerged with his clothes for tonight. “You know for someone who swims so much your backside could use a lot of sun.” Kitty said as she began handing Bobby his clothes a gray t-shirt and blue jeans and a black jacket. “Well it’s not like that many people have actually seen my backside.” Bobby replied. “Well maybe that will change after tonight.” Kitty said a glint in her eyes. “Kitty!” Bobby said, despite the cold shower his foot was still throbbing so he slipped on his flip flops and hobbled a little better now after Kitty as she headed downstairs and out to her car. Bobby sat nervously in the car as the sounds of KT Tunstell flowed from Kitty’s stereo. “Bobby breathe, I think you’re going to implode.” Kitty said as she turned down a street. Bobby nodded and then saw the Cold Stone shop he frequented a lot. An idea sprung to his mind. “Hey Kitty stop for a minute please.” he asked her.
7:10 P.M
John followed Jubilee from the parking lot to the massive theatre. According to the marquee there were 21 screens, he thought for a moment ’was there even ten movies currently out at the moment?’ “Well the movie starts at 8:00, it’ll take at least thirty minutes to get tickets and almost another thirty to get snacks.” Jubilee told him moving into the crowd. John had to admit, there was a massive amount of people present, if he wanted to he could cause some real chaos. He pictured himself being able to fling a stream of fire into the movie window display to his side. He imagined the glass exploding, the poor mannequins made to look like some celebrities melting as people in the lines screamed and ran in terror. Hey, he had a healthy imagination he thought and maybe a slight Napoleon complex. Just then his eyes connected with a one Warren Worthington making his way to them. Warren was wearing a white shirt again, black slacks, and some chunky looking gym shoes. His head was adorned with another beanie, this time a whitish yellow one that reminded John of a halo. “Hey John, Jubie.” he smiled at John “So what are we seeing?” “ A comedy.” Jubilee quickly responded. “Hey, guys.” They turned to see Bobby and Kitty joining them in the line. “Bought time you got here Bobby.” John said. “Yeah, sorry about that, you look nice.” Bobby complimented taking note that John was wearing some of the clothes he helped to pick out earlier. “Well I think he looks hot.” Warren said stepping over to John while glaring at Bobby. John looked at the two boys as they sized each other up. “Boys, boys, lets get our tickets… jeez.” Jubilee said as she turned to Kitty, “You think we can find some straight boy’s while we’re here?” she asked the brunette making Kitty giggle.
7:35 P.M
Bobby had maneuvered himself between Warren to get next to John in line, even paying for the boy’s ticket. As they all made themselves to the concession stand Bobby asked him if he wanted anything. “Yeah, just some popcorn.” Bobby ordered a large popcorn with everything as Warren pushed past him to order next, followed by the girls. “Everyone ready? Kitty asked. They’ll all nodded and made there way to the screens.
7:35 P.M
Peter finished his food and left the restaurant and made his way back home, he would finish this painting tonight, no doubt about it. Getting back home at eight o clock, he parked his car in the driveway and entered the house through the garage door. Making his way up to his room, he turned on the radio and began to paint, adding in his much needed yellow. Thirty minutes had gone by and he failed to notice his room door slowly slipping open nor the red cloaked figure or the large surgical knife in it’s gloved hand. Peter had dropped his brush accidentally, he quickly reached down just as the figure lunged forward it’s knife stabbing dead center into his painting. “What the?!?” Looking up in surprise Peter saw a masked figure, it looked like a court jester with dark blue lips and red eyes, stick a knife into his painting that was big enough to make Michael Meyers weak in the knees. Thinking quickly Peter lunged forward before his assailant could withdraw it’s knife from his now ruined work. Peter tackled the would be killer, driving him straight into his wall, the impact splintering the dry wall and causing a few of his other art pieces to fall off their stands. Starting to recover the figure kicked out at Peter’s knee, connecting solidly. “Errrgh!” Peter cried out, reaching over to his bookcase Peter toppled the whole thing on top of the figure, pinning his back. The figure grunted as Peter tore open his door and ran down the hall his heart beats sound matching the thundering off his footsteps. Reaching the front door Peter swung it open. CRACK!!! A sound as loud as that should draw neighbors it did not though as a full tethered metal can of paint swung in front of his face when he opened the door, crunching against his skull. A quick burst of white light, followed by red bleeding into black formed in front of Peters eyes has he dropped back into the house unconscious.
8:40
The movie wasn’t funny to John. ‘Anyone who could like Jack Black should be disintegrated atom by atom.’ he thought. Apparently his thoughts were strong enough to be read he thought as Bobby turned and gave him a look. “Want some more popcorn?” he shook the bucket and handed it to John. John reached in and popped a few kernels into his mouth. Reaching back in he felt his hand slide against Bobby’s. Bobby blushed and smiled quickly at him as they both tried withdrawing their hands at the same time spilling more popcorn out than taking in their hands. Taking that has his queue Bobby sat the bucket on the floor between his legs and began to reach into his jacket pocket. Fumbling for a second he pulled out the item he had gotten when he asked Kitty to stop earlier. Turning to John, he held out a pint of vanilla ice cream and two plastic spoons. John watched him wondering what else Bobby was able to sneak in his jacket. “Want some?” Bobby asked as he automatically handed John a spoon and opened the carton. Reaching in he and Bobby began to share the ice-cream, which more than helped to make the movie better. Looking down the isle Kitty smiled while Jubilee just shrugged and tossed some skittles into her slushy. Warren simply took note and began to come up with an idea to get Bobby out of the picture.
8:40 P.M
Peter groaned as he began to wake up. His blurry eyes began to focus and he tried to glance around making out the inside of his garage. Suddenly he remembered the attack in his room and tried to sit up. He became frightened when he realized he could not move. An overhead light popped on making his eyes hurt and water for a second. He was able to see that he was strapped to a medical gurney of some type, that was what he realized kept him still. Trying to shake his body some he realized that something else was wrong, he was totally numb. Totally numb yet aware. Looking around he saw a series of charcoal drawings, individual portraits he had done of his friends that he was planning on giving to them on graduation. He had done them over the summer when he did his scholarship work. Rogue, Warren, Bobby, Kitty, Scott, Paige, Jubilee, himself, Jean and even Monet. She was his lab partner and he realized that there was more to the girl than she let on, a real person despite the snide personality. He then noticed that the ones belonging to Jean and Paige had red thrown on them, ruining them. Hearing footsteps around him, he saw his attacker walk around to him and hold up a needle. Obviously a sedative of some kind had been used on him. He mentally winced when he felt a pinch in his arms and stomach. Looking over he saw that one arm had been hooked up to a machine he remembered his grandmother having. ’A dialysis machine?!?!’ he remembered. In this other arm and stomach and neck he felt more piercing as the figure began to insert IV drips. He was able to see that all three drip bags were filled with a liquid of some kind. A silver substance that reminded him of Mercury. The figure walked up to him and ran his knife along Peters cheek drawing blood has it then reached over and started the machine. Peter felt something being drawn painfully out of him. ‘My blood….’ he realized as he felt a cool substance began to run into him from the liquid running down from the I.V’s. He felt cold and like he was being torn up inside all at once. Then nothing at all after a while.
10:00
“That movie totally blew!” Jubilee shouted as they left the theatre. “It really did.” Bobby agreed even though he was more into his ice cream and John. “Well guys I’m tired.” Warren said as he walked over to John. He took off his beanie and placed it on John’s head and then kissed him right in front of them all. Bobby stood shocked unsure of what to do, Kitty looked like she wanted to kick Warren, Jubilee just yawned. Breaking the kiss Warren smiled and gave John a goodnight as he went to his car and drove off.
Looking over at John as he removed the beanie, Jubilee told Bobby and Kitty that they were going to call it a night as well leaving Bobby and Kitty standing in the parking lot. “What a jerk!” Kitty shouted as she drove towards Bobby’s. “How could he? It’s like he has something in for you or something. We need to fix this and knock his wings off.” she stated. Bobby just sat silently in his seat milling over tonight’s events. He knew what Warren had in for him. All of a sudden an idea sprung in Bobby’s mind. It would be risky, but dammit he wanted to, no he needed to do this. “Kitty thank you and one last thing for tonight, drop me off at Jubilee’s.” With that Kitty stopped talking and turned around to make it to Jubilee’s house.
10:30
Jubilee had nothing to offer John about Warren’s behavior. “I guess you’re just popular dude.” she said as they pulled up in the driveway. “Well it’s you and me for the next week and a half, Aunt Hope as some business hostile takeover thing in Hong Kong.” she said as they made there way inside the house. Walking up the stairs Jubilee gave him a hug and said “Night.” as she turned down the hall and went to her room. John made it to his room and stripped down to his boxers and decided to turn on the television. He couldn’t sleep really so he laid there on his bed as he watched some news program go on. Just then he heard a knock come from the side of his room. Looking up he finally noticed that it was his room with the patio and glass door. He stared dumbfounded for a moment at the figure of Bobby Drake.
10:42
Kitty dropped Bobby off telling him to be careful. Giving her a reassuring smile he climbed up the side trellis to the room he saw John walk by in from the glass door. He stumbled some and almost fell off when he saw John in his underwear. Finally making it up, he walked to the door and knocked.
John walked over and opened the door and let Bobby in. “So what do I owe for this surprise?” John said as he walked to his bed and laid down. “I just wanted to say thanks for hanging with me tonight.” “You came all the way over here for that? You know you could have told me Monday at school.” John said looking at the ceiling. “Well. I..” Bobby began but stopped as John sat up again and made his way over to him and cut him off by grabbing him and kissing him hard. He gasped accidentally but John used that to push his tongue past Bobby lips into his mouth. Bobby stood shocked as John began to massage his tongue across the inside of his mouth. “Come on, ice cream boy.” John made his way back to his bed and laid down “First, get rid of those clothes if you’re sleeping in here.” Bobby quickly pulled off his clothes, momentarily getting his shirt stuck under his chin and then fumbling with his jeans as he made his way over. John smirked at the display and scooted over as Bobby laid down next to him, the television forgotten.
So there we go, another one down. Hopefully the next chapter will be up by next weekend sometime. Thanks to my readers. Laters.