Ch 6, 7, & 8 of the Friendship--Relationship fic....
EDITED! Chapter 6 is in there now....*grins sheepishly*
I swear, this fic is so easy to write on! I've never updated a fic like this before. Haha. Does that say somethign about the pairing? *cough*they'remenattobetogether*cough*
[EDIT] -_- How dumb could I be, huh? I didn't even put chapter 6 up. *rolls eyes at self* Yep. That's me! Ok, so...here we go:
End of a Friendship or Beginning of a Realtionship?
Disclaimer - Standard disclaimer applies. (I still own no real people. Becuase it's still impossible.)
Notes - Chapter 6! Aren't you happy? I trippled the chatpers this time! LOL
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[Bam's P.O.V.]
Ville smiled, "So...where were we?"
In some odd twist of events, I had him pinned to the bed in seconds. "I think wer were about here," I said with a grin and a wink.
"Really? I don't remeber this...I don't remember this at all..." He smiled up at me.
"I do..." I said in a low tone before leaning down and kissing him roughly.
We were really starting to get into it when I heard something outside the door, somehwere in the hallways. When the noise stopped, I decided it wasn't anything or anyone important. Probably the damn dog trying to confuse me. So, I ignored it and decided to focus on the tongue slipping into my mouth.
And then it happened.
The door opened.
I'm pretty sure that the puppy isn't talented enough to open a door...
And then realization of the door opening and someone standing there set into my brain. I barely even separated my lips from Villes before I heard the most (at the time) annoying, but probably most familiar voice I could have heard at that moment. And it scolded me with my full name.
"Brandon Cole Margera, what the hell are you doing?"
As I was caught there, just barely separated from Ville's lips and straddling the sexy Finnish man, I glanced over at my mother and, in my
built-up sarcastic defense, I said, "Well, what's it look like I'm doing?" Oh, that was great.
Ape was just standing there, eyes wide as they could be. I guess this would be a pretty weird position to find your previously-assumed-straight son in, so I can kind of see why she reacted the way she did. But that doesn't mean she didn't still piss me off by just storming out of the room with that disgusted look on her face.
As the door slammed closed, I fell sideways off of Ville and onto the bed. I sighed. This is great. Really, it is. "I'm barely even in a realtionship and I'm already going to get shit over it." I muttered, more to myself than Ville.
Ville sat up a little, leaning over towards me. "Don't worry about it, love. It'll all work out."
I shook my head, "No. No, it won't. See, you don't understand things around here. Ape is real traditional...hence, her reaction. Phil will just go with anything she says. Vito's probably the only one that wouldn't give a shit what I do. Oh, and let's not forget all my friends that live here and t heir reactions when they find out. No, Ville, I really don't think it'll all work out."
I heaved a sigh and stared up at the ceiling. After a moment, my vision changed from the plain white of the ceiling to Ville's face leaning over me. I arched an eyebrow up at him, questioning him.
"You shouldn't worry so much," He said quietly, "I doubt it will be as bad as you think."
"You're probably right," I admitted, "It'll probably be worse."
Ville sighed and disappeared from my view. Then, I felt the bed move and suddenly, I knew I was the only one left on the bed. I heard Ville make his way to a far corner of the room. "All right, I know we tossed the shirts around, but damn!"
I laughed, sitting up and looking in his direction, "What the hell?"
"All the way over here. How the hell did that happen?"
I shrugged and got off the bed to find my own t-shirt and slipped it on over my head.
The two of us stood there in the far corner of the room for a moment. I don't know exactly how long we were there, but Ville was the first to move towards the door. I wathced him, not waning to move. Moving from my current position meant getting closer to the living room or kitchen downstairs. That meant I was closer to my doom and destruction. It may seem like it, but I really don't have a death wish.
I slowly followed him, noticing he had stopped at the door to wait for me. I stopped again, standing in front of the door. I was staring at it, as if that would help me in some way. I wasn't ready for this. I didn't want to do this. Not now. Not yet. I don't want to, but I have to.
I guess that was all showing on my face or in my eyes, because Ville leaned down and whispered in my ear, "It will be all right. You'll see." He kissed me on the forhead and opened the door.
And on to my death and disownment I shall go.
and so Ch 7 beings....
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Notes - Well...that's chapter 6. Damn. I still can't believe I forgot to put this up earlier. All my psycho-excitement, I guess. lol!
Drop a line!
Later days,
~PFB~
End of a Friendship or Beginning of a Relationship?
Disclaimer - I'm sure you have it memorized like I do. Come on, say it with me! "You can't own a person!"
Notes - Well...Chapter 7 is here! YAY!
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[Ville's P.O.V.]
As we slowly made our way down the hall to go downstairs, I glanced over at Bam. I guess he didn't care much for putting up a front, because he looked clearly and plainly worried. I knew what he was feeling; I felt it too. I feel just as nervous and worried now as I did when I'd come out to my parents five years ago. Turned out they didn't mind as much as I thought they would. I had tried to convice him that everything would turn out all right, but with April's earlier reaction, I can see why he would be worried.
I reached over and laced our fingers together and gave his hand a gentle, reassuring squeeze.
He glanced at me and gave me what I could tell was a very forced smile. At least he was trying to let me know that he believe me. A little, anyway.
I smiled back and kissed him on the forehead as we started to descend the stairs. We found everyone--that is, April and Phil--in the living room sitting in a couple of chairs talking, surprisingly enough, quietly.
We walked over and sat down on the couch. I saw as close to Bam as I could and hoped that April would either not notice or just go on without saying anything about it.
I glanced around the room. Phile was completely unreadable; April looked torn between sitting there, looking absolutely disgusted and yelling at us; Bam...to anyone else, he was stonefaced, but I could see that he was scared. I could see it in his eyes. He was scared about what his parents might say, what they might do. I have a feeling the dead, awkward silence wasn't helping to calm his nerves.
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Notes - Well, that was SUPER short. Holy CRAP! Look at it! It's so tiny. I want to pat it on the...nonexistant head. lol!
Drop a line!
Later days,
~PFB~
And now for chapter 8! Wheeee!
End of a Friendship or Beginning of a Relationship?
Disclaimer - I'm sure you have it memorized like I do. Come on, say it with me! "You can't own a person!"
Notes - Well...Chapter 8 is here! Wow. lol!
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[Bam's P.O.V.]
As Ville and I sat there on the couch, I waited for Ape to say...something. Anything! But she didn't. She just sat there, staring at us. It was really starting to annoy me. I know there's something just burning to roll out of her mouth, so why doesn't she just say it?
The silence is really starting to get to me. I don't like silence as it is, but Ape isn't helping by keeping her mouth shut when I know she's just dying to say something. I just wish she'd say it already.
As the silence continues, I notice that I'm actually getting nervous. I'm even showing sign of that nervousness. Druming my fingers on my knee, bouncing my right leg up and down. If someone doesn't say something soon, I think I just might spontaniously combust. Yeah. That sounds really good about now.
All right, that's it! Somebody's gotta say something, dammit!
I glanced over at Ville. He gave me a small smile and an unsure shrug.
I couldn't stand it for one more second. So, I spoke up. "All right, Ape. Come on, say something. I know you want to. Stop sitting there and acting like you're fine with all this. I know you're not, so...come on. Spill it all over me, mom."
I think me calling her "mom" managed to surprise her almost as much as her recent discovery. Nevertheless, she did finally speak. "Bam...why?"
What the hell kind of question was that? "Why? I don't know...I...It just...I..." I sighed, annoyed at her. And at myself. I didn't even know 'why' for myself, so I couldn't even begin to answer that for her.
My eyes fell and I sat there, completely still, waiting for her to speak again.
April hesitated for a moment before speaking again. "You know I don't agree, Bam."
Her tone was so...icy. I think it was the tone rather than her words that she spoke that actually pained me. "So...what now?" I asked quietly.
Ape's eyes fell for a moment. When she looked up at me she said, "I want you to leave."
"What?" I asked, my voice already rising.
"I want you. To leave." She repeated, harsher this time.
"You can't do this! This is my house. I bought this house! You can't kick me out!" I shouted at her. There was no way she was going to do this. Not as of this moment, anyway.
"You may have, but you registered in in your father's an my name. Did you not?" She questioned, arching an eyebrow at me.
Damn. She was right. I had to back down from that. "Fine. I don't give a shit. I'll leave. First thing tomorrow, I'm outta here."
"I knew about Ville, but I didn't think they could make normal people like them." I heard her mutter under her breath.
No. She didn't. She could not have just said that. But she did. And it set me off. I was on my feet, yelling at her in a second. "Don't you dare try to make like this was his fault! It is not his fault! It's not his fault at all. Don't you ever insult him like that again." With a glare at my mother, I turned towards my...I figure I'll be referring to him as my boyfriend now. "Come on, Ville."
As we started our way towards the staircase, I wrapped an arm about Ville's waist, slipping my thumb in one of the beltloops. I glanced over my shoulder and glared at my mother again. I shook my head and face forward again.
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Notes - Well, that's chapter 8. Damn this thing is angsty. I need happy stuff. But it wouldn't fit right now. Maybe later.....
Drop a line!
Later days,
~PFB~
I hope you liked those two little bits. More later. *grin*
Later days,
~PFB~ [if you wonder why I do this *points to her signature bit* 3 times...well...the "notes", "drop a line", "signature" is how I end my chatpters and the signature is how I end my posts sooo...yeah. A bit of useless info there for ya! *grin*]
[Kelli - I hope you can get back online tonight. I NEED TO TALK TO YOU!!!! (need your opinion on something, actually....lol)]
I swear, this fic is so easy to write on! I've never updated a fic like this before. Haha. Does that say somethign about the pairing? *cough*they'remenattobetogether*cough*
[EDIT] -_- How dumb could I be, huh? I didn't even put chapter 6 up. *rolls eyes at self* Yep. That's me! Ok, so...here we go:
End of a Friendship or Beginning of a Realtionship?
Disclaimer - Standard disclaimer applies. (I still own no real people. Becuase it's still impossible.)
Notes - Chapter 6! Aren't you happy? I trippled the chatpers this time! LOL
~*~*~*~
[Bam's P.O.V.]
Ville smiled, "So...where were we?"
In some odd twist of events, I had him pinned to the bed in seconds. "I think wer were about here," I said with a grin and a wink.
"Really? I don't remeber this...I don't remember this at all..." He smiled up at me.
"I do..." I said in a low tone before leaning down and kissing him roughly.
We were really starting to get into it when I heard something outside the door, somehwere in the hallways. When the noise stopped, I decided it wasn't anything or anyone important. Probably the damn dog trying to confuse me. So, I ignored it and decided to focus on the tongue slipping into my mouth.
And then it happened.
The door opened.
I'm pretty sure that the puppy isn't talented enough to open a door...
And then realization of the door opening and someone standing there set into my brain. I barely even separated my lips from Villes before I heard the most (at the time) annoying, but probably most familiar voice I could have heard at that moment. And it scolded me with my full name.
"Brandon Cole Margera, what the hell are you doing?"
As I was caught there, just barely separated from Ville's lips and straddling the sexy Finnish man, I glanced over at my mother and, in my
built-up sarcastic defense, I said, "Well, what's it look like I'm doing?" Oh, that was great.
Ape was just standing there, eyes wide as they could be. I guess this would be a pretty weird position to find your previously-assumed-straight son in, so I can kind of see why she reacted the way she did. But that doesn't mean she didn't still piss me off by just storming out of the room with that disgusted look on her face.
As the door slammed closed, I fell sideways off of Ville and onto the bed. I sighed. This is great. Really, it is. "I'm barely even in a realtionship and I'm already going to get shit over it." I muttered, more to myself than Ville.
Ville sat up a little, leaning over towards me. "Don't worry about it, love. It'll all work out."
I shook my head, "No. No, it won't. See, you don't understand things around here. Ape is real traditional...hence, her reaction. Phil will just go with anything she says. Vito's probably the only one that wouldn't give a shit what I do. Oh, and let's not forget all my friends that live here and t heir reactions when they find out. No, Ville, I really don't think it'll all work out."
I heaved a sigh and stared up at the ceiling. After a moment, my vision changed from the plain white of the ceiling to Ville's face leaning over me. I arched an eyebrow up at him, questioning him.
"You shouldn't worry so much," He said quietly, "I doubt it will be as bad as you think."
"You're probably right," I admitted, "It'll probably be worse."
Ville sighed and disappeared from my view. Then, I felt the bed move and suddenly, I knew I was the only one left on the bed. I heard Ville make his way to a far corner of the room. "All right, I know we tossed the shirts around, but damn!"
I laughed, sitting up and looking in his direction, "What the hell?"
"All the way over here. How the hell did that happen?"
I shrugged and got off the bed to find my own t-shirt and slipped it on over my head.
The two of us stood there in the far corner of the room for a moment. I don't know exactly how long we were there, but Ville was the first to move towards the door. I wathced him, not waning to move. Moving from my current position meant getting closer to the living room or kitchen downstairs. That meant I was closer to my doom and destruction. It may seem like it, but I really don't have a death wish.
I slowly followed him, noticing he had stopped at the door to wait for me. I stopped again, standing in front of the door. I was staring at it, as if that would help me in some way. I wasn't ready for this. I didn't want to do this. Not now. Not yet. I don't want to, but I have to.
I guess that was all showing on my face or in my eyes, because Ville leaned down and whispered in my ear, "It will be all right. You'll see." He kissed me on the forhead and opened the door.
And on to my death and disownment I shall go.
and so Ch 7 beings....
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Notes - Well...that's chapter 6. Damn. I still can't believe I forgot to put this up earlier. All my psycho-excitement, I guess. lol!
Drop a line!
Later days,
~PFB~
End of a Friendship or Beginning of a Relationship?
Disclaimer - I'm sure you have it memorized like I do. Come on, say it with me! "You can't own a person!"
Notes - Well...Chapter 7 is here! YAY!
~*~*~*~
[Ville's P.O.V.]
As we slowly made our way down the hall to go downstairs, I glanced over at Bam. I guess he didn't care much for putting up a front, because he looked clearly and plainly worried. I knew what he was feeling; I felt it too. I feel just as nervous and worried now as I did when I'd come out to my parents five years ago. Turned out they didn't mind as much as I thought they would. I had tried to convice him that everything would turn out all right, but with April's earlier reaction, I can see why he would be worried.
I reached over and laced our fingers together and gave his hand a gentle, reassuring squeeze.
He glanced at me and gave me what I could tell was a very forced smile. At least he was trying to let me know that he believe me. A little, anyway.
I smiled back and kissed him on the forehead as we started to descend the stairs. We found everyone--that is, April and Phil--in the living room sitting in a couple of chairs talking, surprisingly enough, quietly.
We walked over and sat down on the couch. I saw as close to Bam as I could and hoped that April would either not notice or just go on without saying anything about it.
I glanced around the room. Phile was completely unreadable; April looked torn between sitting there, looking absolutely disgusted and yelling at us; Bam...to anyone else, he was stonefaced, but I could see that he was scared. I could see it in his eyes. He was scared about what his parents might say, what they might do. I have a feeling the dead, awkward silence wasn't helping to calm his nerves.
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Notes - Well, that was SUPER short. Holy CRAP! Look at it! It's so tiny. I want to pat it on the...nonexistant head. lol!
Drop a line!
Later days,
~PFB~
And now for chapter 8! Wheeee!
End of a Friendship or Beginning of a Relationship?
Disclaimer - I'm sure you have it memorized like I do. Come on, say it with me! "You can't own a person!"
Notes - Well...Chapter 8 is here! Wow. lol!
~*~*~*~
[Bam's P.O.V.]
As Ville and I sat there on the couch, I waited for Ape to say...something. Anything! But she didn't. She just sat there, staring at us. It was really starting to annoy me. I know there's something just burning to roll out of her mouth, so why doesn't she just say it?
The silence is really starting to get to me. I don't like silence as it is, but Ape isn't helping by keeping her mouth shut when I know she's just dying to say something. I just wish she'd say it already.
As the silence continues, I notice that I'm actually getting nervous. I'm even showing sign of that nervousness. Druming my fingers on my knee, bouncing my right leg up and down. If someone doesn't say something soon, I think I just might spontaniously combust. Yeah. That sounds really good about now.
All right, that's it! Somebody's gotta say something, dammit!
I glanced over at Ville. He gave me a small smile and an unsure shrug.
I couldn't stand it for one more second. So, I spoke up. "All right, Ape. Come on, say something. I know you want to. Stop sitting there and acting like you're fine with all this. I know you're not, so...come on. Spill it all over me, mom."
I think me calling her "mom" managed to surprise her almost as much as her recent discovery. Nevertheless, she did finally speak. "Bam...why?"
What the hell kind of question was that? "Why? I don't know...I...It just...I..." I sighed, annoyed at her. And at myself. I didn't even know 'why' for myself, so I couldn't even begin to answer that for her.
My eyes fell and I sat there, completely still, waiting for her to speak again.
April hesitated for a moment before speaking again. "You know I don't agree, Bam."
Her tone was so...icy. I think it was the tone rather than her words that she spoke that actually pained me. "So...what now?" I asked quietly.
Ape's eyes fell for a moment. When she looked up at me she said, "I want you to leave."
"What?" I asked, my voice already rising.
"I want you. To leave." She repeated, harsher this time.
"You can't do this! This is my house. I bought this house! You can't kick me out!" I shouted at her. There was no way she was going to do this. Not as of this moment, anyway.
"You may have, but you registered in in your father's an my name. Did you not?" She questioned, arching an eyebrow at me.
Damn. She was right. I had to back down from that. "Fine. I don't give a shit. I'll leave. First thing tomorrow, I'm outta here."
"I knew about Ville, but I didn't think they could make normal people like them." I heard her mutter under her breath.
No. She didn't. She could not have just said that. But she did. And it set me off. I was on my feet, yelling at her in a second. "Don't you dare try to make like this was his fault! It is not his fault! It's not his fault at all. Don't you ever insult him like that again." With a glare at my mother, I turned towards my...I figure I'll be referring to him as my boyfriend now. "Come on, Ville."
As we started our way towards the staircase, I wrapped an arm about Ville's waist, slipping my thumb in one of the beltloops. I glanced over my shoulder and glared at my mother again. I shook my head and face forward again.
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Notes - Well, that's chapter 8. Damn this thing is angsty. I need happy stuff. But it wouldn't fit right now. Maybe later.....
Drop a line!
Later days,
~PFB~
I hope you liked those two little bits. More later. *grin*
Later days,
~PFB~ [if you wonder why I do this *points to her signature bit* 3 times...well...the "notes", "drop a line", "signature" is how I end my chatpters and the signature is how I end my posts sooo...yeah. A bit of useless info there for ya! *grin*]
[Kelli - I hope you can get back online tonight. I NEED TO TALK TO YOU!!!! (need your opinion on something, actually....lol)]