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Another one ;)
I promised, so here is the next part.
Usual disclaimer *rollseyes*
Jess
I could have killed him! He was lucky that I´ve known him for so long otherwise our little meeting around the corner would have turned out worse.
Don´t think I´m a homophobic prick, I´m not. But seeing Ville, forcing my brother against the door and kissing him like that, was enough to make me furiously mad. Bam seemed so helpless and shocked, after Ville had let go of him and turned around to run down the street. It made me mad to see my little brother being forced like that.
And when Ville walked towards me, I freaked out.
You´re right. I should have asked him what the hell just had happened but sorry, I wasn´t in an asking-mood. And you don´t see someone kissing your brother by violent means every day. So be a bit understanding, will you?
When I went back to the party I immediately searched for my brother but couldn´t find him anywhere. Instead I ran into my mother and Ryan. And a girl I didn´t know.
“Have you seen Bam?” Sure, I noticed April´s eyes were red but I didn´t ask. Not because I didn´t care, just because I wanted to find Bam first and make sure that he was alright.
“He´s talking to Phil,” was Ryan´s short answer. He shook his head slightly, trying to indicate me not to ask any further. That was kinda weird.
“Is he alright?” I couldn´t help but ask.
April snorted a little but didn´t say anything but she also avoided looking at me directly. Something was wrong here.
“He is”, the girl beside me answered. “There´s nothing to worry about, Jess.”
I looked at her. I had never seen her before. “Who are you?” She was quite cute. She must be a friend of Bam´s. Why haven´t I noticed her before?
“Her name is Marie.” Ryan said absentminded and sighed. He seemed totally annoyed. “Can we just get over it, Ape?”
“No, we can´t, Ry, you idiot!” my mum snapped, grabbed a beer from the table beside her and took a sip. “He is my son. Why am I talking to you when I should be with Bam and …?”
My eyes widened and I looked at her in shook. “So, you know it?” How could they know? Did Bam tell them? Jesus, was he alright?
“Know what? The three asked simultaneously. I would have laughed if the whole thing hadn´t been so serious.
I cleared my throat. “About the kissing. Ouside.” I pointed behind me towards the door. Now they stared at me as if they had seen a ghost.
I went on slowly. “You know, Ville just pressed him against the door outside and kissed him and …” I stopped. No, that was definitely not the information the already had.
“AND WHAT?” April cried out causing a few people to stare at her.
I cringed a bit. Marie suppressed a laugh beside me and turned away to hide it. It would be nice if I finally found out what was going on here. “Nothing. Just … kissing.”
My mother relaxed a little at this info. “I give it up, Jess, really. Your brother is terribly confused, I think. First I find them all over each other next door and now you tell me that they just went on when I turned my back on them.”
Shit! Now it was my turn to stare. All over each other? Oh no! I am such an idiot! I closed my eyes for a second and took a deep breath to calm down again. “So Bam was alright with the kissing outside?”
“Yeah, he was!” Ryan retorted, pushing me a little. “And you better get used to that very quickly because he is truly in love with Ville.”
First I stared at him with wide eyes. “They are … in love?” I made an odd face causing Ryan to roll his eyes. He had no idea what for I made that face.
“Oh no, not another supporter of the Anti-Ville campaign.” Marie exhaled noisily and looked at me with a frown. Jesus, she was really CUTE when she was doing that.
“No, no”, I lifted my hands defensively. “He can love, kiss or fuck whoever he wants.” I scratched my head remorsefully. “But it looks like I´ve just kicked his new lover´s ass.” I admitted and shrugged as an apology.
“You did WHAT?” That was Bam. And he stood right behind me. Fuck!
Bam
“You beat him?” I shrieked, not able to control my voice. That was unbelievable. And the sudden and painful worry for Ville made me sick. The next shock was that my brother had witnessed what Ville and I had done outside. Oh my!
“No, I just … sent him away and I …” Jess stopped and lowered his eyes. I knew that he was lying to me. He has never been a good liar.
I love my brother, I really do. But that was just too much. As you might have noticed I was very irritable since Ville had left and that was the last straw. So I freaked out. I can be very nasty and mean when I´m angry and I WAS angry like hell. Enough is enough.
“Who do you all think you are?” I shouted at my family making them cringe and step back a few steps. “This is none of your business and if I want to love, kiss or even fuck my best friend then it´s just between him and me. This is MY life and I can do whatever the fuck I want! And now get out of here and LEAVE ME ALONE.”
The room turned silent immediately. When I scream I do it very loud. Everyone had heard what I had just said but I didn´t give a damn. I wanted to be alone. I didn´t want to see them anymore, I didn´t want to listen to Phil´s advice, I didn´t want to hear my brother´s apologies and I definitely didn´t want to look at my mother´s disappointed face anymore.
Since they didn´t make an attempt to move and just stared at me instead, I pointed towards the door emphatically and ordered: “Get out! EVERYONE!”
First there was only silence but then some of my guests moved to the exit, some didn´t. My family was stunned and stared at me with wide eyes, not sure what to do or what to say.
A second later I felt someone touching my arm with a gentle gesture. I turned at one go and found myself face to face with Marie. “What?” I know I was rude to her although she was one of the few persons I wasn´t angry with.
“We should find Ville.” It was a simple statement underlined by a small nod. When she entangled her fingers with mine, I looked down at her small hand and turned back to reality.
I don´t know what I would have done without her this evening. That girl was amazing. Of course, my priority should have been Ville and no one else. I´m an idiot! Luckily she seemed to know that. And luckily she seemed to be the only one that was not shocked at my outburst of rage.
Finally, I agreed, glanced over at the still stunned members of my family and allowed Marie to drag me off. I knew that the people were talking and I knew that I had behaved like a jerk. But I didn´t care. I needed to find the man I loved. Everything else was unimportant.
Marie
I was worried. I was worried about Bam and I was worried about Ville. I decided not to worry about the Margeras anymore although it was hard not to think about them, standing there in shock, looking at Bam with so much disappointment and disbelief in their eyes.
I know that Bam is a freak. A loveable freak but he is definitely a hell of a son, brother and person. I couldn´t understand why his family couldn´t cope with his new love. They had coped with so many other things he had done, worse things, crazy stuff and a lot more serious issues, so why not with this? This is about love. Nothing to complain about and definitely no reason to freak out like this. I don´t see them as homophobes, no not at all. Maybe it just had been a bad day and Bam simply overdid it. I didn´t know.
“How can we find him?” I heard Bam ask, jerking me out of my deliberations. We had been walking down the street without saying a word since we´d left the house.
I looked at him. Compared to his state before, he looked desperate now and very, very sad. He stood beside me, this odd expression on his face, his hair in chaos, nibbling his lower lip and nervously playing with the sleeves of his shirt. It was a heartbreaking picture.
I shrugged, scratching my head a little. He knew Ville so much better than I did. He knew all the places he would go to when he was lost and alone. “Where would you go if Ville´s brother had beaten you?”
Bam looked up and down the street obviously deliberating.
“Home,” he answered finally and the bitterness in his voice hurt me. This was so unfair. It should be a happy day for him. A day he should spent with his loved ones and not with a rather unknown girl on a street searching for his beaten-up friend.
I stepped closer and hugged him. I had to take him into my arms and he seemed to appreciate it because he squeezed me almost desperately. He just held on to me, trying to find some comfort after everyone had just punished him unjustly. Then I heard him sob quietly on my shoulder and I hoped it would help.
“I´m not crying”, he said with a husky voice and I had to laugh a little, trying hard to hold back my own tears.
“Of course you´re not,” I replied, slowly stroking his shoulders, causing him to tighten his arms around me. This was good.
“Should I leave you two alone?” I heard someone say behind us. I started and turned on my heels. It was Ville. And thank goodness, he smiled.
Ville
This picture was too sweet although it hurt me a little. It was an unexpected picture to find Marie and Bam in each others arms just a few miles away from the corner I had met Jess earlier this evening. But I was happy to see them because that kept me from walking in that house again, facing all those jerks called his family.
Bam made a dash into my arms, causing me to wince. The marks Jess had left still hurt like hell.
“Are you okay?” Bam immediately looked up at me with a deeply worried face.
Nodding I pressed a hand on my stomach. Not the right gesture to show that I was okay, huh? But it hurt. And he had just hit the right spot unintentionally.
“It´s okay, just … a little accident.” I was lying to him, I´m a fool, I know. But he had suffered enough problems for tonight.
I heard Marie snort behind us. “Jesus, Ville, be honest with him! We know what Jess has done!” She gave me a critical look. Thanks, Marie!
Bam raised an eyebrow but I wasn´t sure whether it was due to my blushed cheeks or to the fact that I had refused to tell him the truth. “Sorry,” I murmured.
He shook his head to tell me that he understood. “How bad is it?” Without hesitation he lifted my shirt and the gentle touch of his fingers made me hold my breath. Who cares about pain if there are his fingers on my skin? “Fuck! Marie, look at this!” he cried out, stepping aside to show her the bruises.
Gruffly I shoved his hand away. I knew how it looked like but it looked worse than it actually was. Or at least I tried to talk myself into believing that.
“It´s nothing,” I assured them but I saw clearly that they didn´t believe me at all.
“I´m gonna kill him,” Bam spit out suddenly, clenching his fist.
“You´re not going to do that. Not because of me.” I grabbed his shoulders and forced him to turn to me. When he finally looked straight into my eyes, I framed his face with my hands. “I´m okay. Don´t worry.” I bend forward and kissed him gently before taking him back into my arms. It was so comforting to hold him again.
My eyes met Marie´s who was still standing beside us, watching us with emotion. I smiled a little and blinked at her. Without her I wouldn´t be here. I wouldn´t hold him. I wouldn´t have told him about my feelings. She was like a little angel. I formed a silent “Thank you” with my lips. And the smile on her face showed me that she had understood me.
Bam refused to let go off me. Even when we were walking back to the house, he still had his arms around my waist causing me to twitch from time to time but above all the pain it was simply wonderful to have him right in my arms again.
*hugs* 2 Jen and Daffy!
Usual disclaimer *rollseyes*
Jess
I could have killed him! He was lucky that I´ve known him for so long otherwise our little meeting around the corner would have turned out worse.
Don´t think I´m a homophobic prick, I´m not. But seeing Ville, forcing my brother against the door and kissing him like that, was enough to make me furiously mad. Bam seemed so helpless and shocked, after Ville had let go of him and turned around to run down the street. It made me mad to see my little brother being forced like that.
And when Ville walked towards me, I freaked out.
You´re right. I should have asked him what the hell just had happened but sorry, I wasn´t in an asking-mood. And you don´t see someone kissing your brother by violent means every day. So be a bit understanding, will you?
When I went back to the party I immediately searched for my brother but couldn´t find him anywhere. Instead I ran into my mother and Ryan. And a girl I didn´t know.
“Have you seen Bam?” Sure, I noticed April´s eyes were red but I didn´t ask. Not because I didn´t care, just because I wanted to find Bam first and make sure that he was alright.
“He´s talking to Phil,” was Ryan´s short answer. He shook his head slightly, trying to indicate me not to ask any further. That was kinda weird.
“Is he alright?” I couldn´t help but ask.
April snorted a little but didn´t say anything but she also avoided looking at me directly. Something was wrong here.
“He is”, the girl beside me answered. “There´s nothing to worry about, Jess.”
I looked at her. I had never seen her before. “Who are you?” She was quite cute. She must be a friend of Bam´s. Why haven´t I noticed her before?
“Her name is Marie.” Ryan said absentminded and sighed. He seemed totally annoyed. “Can we just get over it, Ape?”
“No, we can´t, Ry, you idiot!” my mum snapped, grabbed a beer from the table beside her and took a sip. “He is my son. Why am I talking to you when I should be with Bam and …?”
My eyes widened and I looked at her in shook. “So, you know it?” How could they know? Did Bam tell them? Jesus, was he alright?
“Know what? The three asked simultaneously. I would have laughed if the whole thing hadn´t been so serious.
I cleared my throat. “About the kissing. Ouside.” I pointed behind me towards the door. Now they stared at me as if they had seen a ghost.
I went on slowly. “You know, Ville just pressed him against the door outside and kissed him and …” I stopped. No, that was definitely not the information the already had.
“AND WHAT?” April cried out causing a few people to stare at her.
I cringed a bit. Marie suppressed a laugh beside me and turned away to hide it. It would be nice if I finally found out what was going on here. “Nothing. Just … kissing.”
My mother relaxed a little at this info. “I give it up, Jess, really. Your brother is terribly confused, I think. First I find them all over each other next door and now you tell me that they just went on when I turned my back on them.”
Shit! Now it was my turn to stare. All over each other? Oh no! I am such an idiot! I closed my eyes for a second and took a deep breath to calm down again. “So Bam was alright with the kissing outside?”
“Yeah, he was!” Ryan retorted, pushing me a little. “And you better get used to that very quickly because he is truly in love with Ville.”
First I stared at him with wide eyes. “They are … in love?” I made an odd face causing Ryan to roll his eyes. He had no idea what for I made that face.
“Oh no, not another supporter of the Anti-Ville campaign.” Marie exhaled noisily and looked at me with a frown. Jesus, she was really CUTE when she was doing that.
“No, no”, I lifted my hands defensively. “He can love, kiss or fuck whoever he wants.” I scratched my head remorsefully. “But it looks like I´ve just kicked his new lover´s ass.” I admitted and shrugged as an apology.
“You did WHAT?” That was Bam. And he stood right behind me. Fuck!
Bam
“You beat him?” I shrieked, not able to control my voice. That was unbelievable. And the sudden and painful worry for Ville made me sick. The next shock was that my brother had witnessed what Ville and I had done outside. Oh my!
“No, I just … sent him away and I …” Jess stopped and lowered his eyes. I knew that he was lying to me. He has never been a good liar.
I love my brother, I really do. But that was just too much. As you might have noticed I was very irritable since Ville had left and that was the last straw. So I freaked out. I can be very nasty and mean when I´m angry and I WAS angry like hell. Enough is enough.
“Who do you all think you are?” I shouted at my family making them cringe and step back a few steps. “This is none of your business and if I want to love, kiss or even fuck my best friend then it´s just between him and me. This is MY life and I can do whatever the fuck I want! And now get out of here and LEAVE ME ALONE.”
The room turned silent immediately. When I scream I do it very loud. Everyone had heard what I had just said but I didn´t give a damn. I wanted to be alone. I didn´t want to see them anymore, I didn´t want to listen to Phil´s advice, I didn´t want to hear my brother´s apologies and I definitely didn´t want to look at my mother´s disappointed face anymore.
Since they didn´t make an attempt to move and just stared at me instead, I pointed towards the door emphatically and ordered: “Get out! EVERYONE!”
First there was only silence but then some of my guests moved to the exit, some didn´t. My family was stunned and stared at me with wide eyes, not sure what to do or what to say.
A second later I felt someone touching my arm with a gentle gesture. I turned at one go and found myself face to face with Marie. “What?” I know I was rude to her although she was one of the few persons I wasn´t angry with.
“We should find Ville.” It was a simple statement underlined by a small nod. When she entangled her fingers with mine, I looked down at her small hand and turned back to reality.
I don´t know what I would have done without her this evening. That girl was amazing. Of course, my priority should have been Ville and no one else. I´m an idiot! Luckily she seemed to know that. And luckily she seemed to be the only one that was not shocked at my outburst of rage.
Finally, I agreed, glanced over at the still stunned members of my family and allowed Marie to drag me off. I knew that the people were talking and I knew that I had behaved like a jerk. But I didn´t care. I needed to find the man I loved. Everything else was unimportant.
Marie
I was worried. I was worried about Bam and I was worried about Ville. I decided not to worry about the Margeras anymore although it was hard not to think about them, standing there in shock, looking at Bam with so much disappointment and disbelief in their eyes.
I know that Bam is a freak. A loveable freak but he is definitely a hell of a son, brother and person. I couldn´t understand why his family couldn´t cope with his new love. They had coped with so many other things he had done, worse things, crazy stuff and a lot more serious issues, so why not with this? This is about love. Nothing to complain about and definitely no reason to freak out like this. I don´t see them as homophobes, no not at all. Maybe it just had been a bad day and Bam simply overdid it. I didn´t know.
“How can we find him?” I heard Bam ask, jerking me out of my deliberations. We had been walking down the street without saying a word since we´d left the house.
I looked at him. Compared to his state before, he looked desperate now and very, very sad. He stood beside me, this odd expression on his face, his hair in chaos, nibbling his lower lip and nervously playing with the sleeves of his shirt. It was a heartbreaking picture.
I shrugged, scratching my head a little. He knew Ville so much better than I did. He knew all the places he would go to when he was lost and alone. “Where would you go if Ville´s brother had beaten you?”
Bam looked up and down the street obviously deliberating.
“Home,” he answered finally and the bitterness in his voice hurt me. This was so unfair. It should be a happy day for him. A day he should spent with his loved ones and not with a rather unknown girl on a street searching for his beaten-up friend.
I stepped closer and hugged him. I had to take him into my arms and he seemed to appreciate it because he squeezed me almost desperately. He just held on to me, trying to find some comfort after everyone had just punished him unjustly. Then I heard him sob quietly on my shoulder and I hoped it would help.
“I´m not crying”, he said with a husky voice and I had to laugh a little, trying hard to hold back my own tears.
“Of course you´re not,” I replied, slowly stroking his shoulders, causing him to tighten his arms around me. This was good.
“Should I leave you two alone?” I heard someone say behind us. I started and turned on my heels. It was Ville. And thank goodness, he smiled.
Ville
This picture was too sweet although it hurt me a little. It was an unexpected picture to find Marie and Bam in each others arms just a few miles away from the corner I had met Jess earlier this evening. But I was happy to see them because that kept me from walking in that house again, facing all those jerks called his family.
Bam made a dash into my arms, causing me to wince. The marks Jess had left still hurt like hell.
“Are you okay?” Bam immediately looked up at me with a deeply worried face.
Nodding I pressed a hand on my stomach. Not the right gesture to show that I was okay, huh? But it hurt. And he had just hit the right spot unintentionally.
“It´s okay, just … a little accident.” I was lying to him, I´m a fool, I know. But he had suffered enough problems for tonight.
I heard Marie snort behind us. “Jesus, Ville, be honest with him! We know what Jess has done!” She gave me a critical look. Thanks, Marie!
Bam raised an eyebrow but I wasn´t sure whether it was due to my blushed cheeks or to the fact that I had refused to tell him the truth. “Sorry,” I murmured.
He shook his head to tell me that he understood. “How bad is it?” Without hesitation he lifted my shirt and the gentle touch of his fingers made me hold my breath. Who cares about pain if there are his fingers on my skin? “Fuck! Marie, look at this!” he cried out, stepping aside to show her the bruises.
Gruffly I shoved his hand away. I knew how it looked like but it looked worse than it actually was. Or at least I tried to talk myself into believing that.
“It´s nothing,” I assured them but I saw clearly that they didn´t believe me at all.
“I´m gonna kill him,” Bam spit out suddenly, clenching his fist.
“You´re not going to do that. Not because of me.” I grabbed his shoulders and forced him to turn to me. When he finally looked straight into my eyes, I framed his face with my hands. “I´m okay. Don´t worry.” I bend forward and kissed him gently before taking him back into my arms. It was so comforting to hold him again.
My eyes met Marie´s who was still standing beside us, watching us with emotion. I smiled a little and blinked at her. Without her I wouldn´t be here. I wouldn´t hold him. I wouldn´t have told him about my feelings. She was like a little angel. I formed a silent “Thank you” with my lips. And the smile on her face showed me that she had understood me.
Bam refused to let go off me. Even when we were walking back to the house, he still had his arms around my waist causing me to twitch from time to time but above all the pain it was simply wonderful to have him right in my arms again.
*hugs* 2 Jen and Daffy!