Candy (The Second Chapter)(Because peoples asked me to post it)
Title: Candy
Author: London aka Loki_the_Sinner
Pairing: vam
Rating: R
Summary: It was never my intention to ruin Ville’s life. I was only trying to make mine better. You can say it was a drug induced coma of euphoria and razorblade kisses and that it meant nothing. It meant everything to me. He meant everything to me. It was simply a case of being in the wrong place at the wrong time. It was all wrong but it felt so right.
Disclaimer: Not real and I don't own anything, not Bam not Ville and not Candy
Warnings: Drug use, Brief Character death, I can't really think of anything else
A/N: This is based off the Book Candy by Luke Davies...
Its really the second and third chapters combine but whatever!!!
I'm pretty sure there will only be two more chapters...There may be more depending on how much I write but they'll be divided into "Heavan" thats this chapter. "Earth" and "Hell"
So on with the story!!!!!!
Heaven
In the beginning supply was bountiful, times were good and Ville only made everything better. Our lives revolved around each other and around our drug, not mine not his but ours. Just one of so many things that we shared. In those days Ville would write a new song almost every week and I would learn a new trick, we were on top of the world.
“Bam come on sit down!” Ville smiled and pushed Bam into a chair before picking up his guitar and beginning to play.
No I won't surrender
At any cost
You're something so sweet and tender
From my heart
Yes I’ve done my evil
I've done my good
Just believe me honey
I won't let go off you
You are the one
And there's no regrets at all
You are the one
And there's no regrets at all
We've had our share of misfortune
We've had our blues
And god is not on our side
Yes it's true
We keep forgetting baby
The others too
There is no one who can take that away
From me and you
You are the one
And there's no regrets at all
You are the one
And there's no regrets at all
Bam stood up and clapped loudly as the song came to an end, and Ville stood as well taking a deep bow, “Thank you, Thank you, you’ve been a wonderful audience!”
He placed the guitar back down and walked over to Bam, “I wrote it for you.” Bam took Ville’s face in his hands and pressed his lips against the other mans, “I love you.”
Ville pressed his body against Bam’s, “I love you too.” They made their way to the bedroom a trail of clothing making a path behind them.
“Bam, Bam Bam Bam…” Ville threw his head back as Bam thrust into him on final time, “I love you” the blue eyed skater pressed a kiss to the other mans forehead.
Ville managed to mutter a quiet” I love you too.” Before drifting off into a peaceful sleep.
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Johnny Knoxville…
Johnny really wasn’t much older than us but he took care of us none the less. He was like the dad you always wanted to have. The one that let you go out on school nights, eat dessert before breakfast, and stay up to watch the late night movies. We used to go see him almost every other day.
Knock, knock knock…
“Just a minute I’m almost to level nine!”
Knock knock knock…
“Oh for gods sake.” Johnny sighed as he switched off his game system and walked over to open the door.
A smile appearing on his face as he saw Bam and Ville standing outside.
“Bam! Ville! It’s been almost two weeks, I’ve started to miss you two!” He laughed loudly standing between then and throwing his arms around their shoulders.
“It gets lonely over here, all alone in this big house of mine.”
Ville smiled and laughed “Oh yes with a different man in your bed every night who wouldn’t be lonely.”
Bam smiled at that as he sat on the arm of the large chair in front of the TV, Ville and Johnny sitting opposite him on the loveseat.
Johnny let out a bark of laughter at Ville’s statement as well, “My dear boy, if sex could cure loneliness then I would never be lonely. But alas its not sex I yearn for, but true companionship. Love.”
He filled three glasses of wine for them and leaned back into the cushions taking a deep sip from his glass.
“But I sense that my wants and needs are not what you came here for, so why the sudden visit, hmm?” He placed the now empty glass down and leaned forward towards Bam, his hands resting on his knee’s waiting for a reply.
“Money.” Bam sighed before continuing, “We’re low on cash and need to borrow some.” He looked down unable to look Johnny in the eye any longer. The older man turned to Ville, “Does it bother you?”
Ville glanced up at him, “Does what bother me?” He questioned before dropping his gaze back to the floor.
“That you’re here, begging for money, aren’t you the least bit ashamed or embarrassed to be here?”
Ville shook his head, “I can handle embarrassment.” Johnny sighed and stood, walking over to the table in the corner and picking up his wallet, “How much?”
Bam smiled at him, “A hundred” He stood and walked over to the older man, “Thank you.” Johnny smiled back at him, “it’s really no problem, and you can always count on me Bam-Bam.
Johnny, he was always there always ready to lend a hand…or a hundred. The greatest friend we could ask for and the perfect father figure to both of us.
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The Valo’s were your typical middleclass family, they moved to America about a year after Ville was born. I wasn’t really in touch with my family but Ville was close with his. We’d go over for dinner a lot and even thought I was uncomfortable in the family setting it was nice to be somewhere where the fridge was always full.
Anita held out a bowl for Bam, “More potatoes?” She smiled at him as he spooned them onto his plate.
“So Bam any news on the job front?” Kari asked taking a sip of wine.
“I’m entering a competition up in Philly in two weeks, first place is cash and there will be tons of talent scouts there, hopefully I’ll get an offer.”
Anita frowned slightly, “Your still skateboarding then?”
Bam nodded, “It’s what I do.” Ville shifted uncomfortably next to him before speaking up, “Momma, I think everyone’s done, maybe we should go get dessert ready.” Anita nodded and they took the plates to the kitchen.
“Kari, I feel really bad for asking this but there’s no one else I can go to, We‘re really tight on money right now and I can‘t get any till the competition. Its two weeks away and I‘ll pay you back but until then we really need some money.” Bam sighed and looked up at the older man.
Kari nodded, “I understand, it’s all right. No need to feel bad about asking. How’s 200 sound?” He pulled his wallet out of his pocket and handed Bam two bills just as Anita walked in with a tray.
“Here’s your coffee, cream and sugar. There was a loud whirring sound from the kitchen and she quickly placed the tray down and left.
“Ville! What on earth have you done?” Anita cried as she hurried into the kitchen.
“This is why I told you not to do anything. You don’t know how!” She took the electric beater from Ville and turned it off.
“Mother please!” Ville ground out.
“I’ll just have to give the boys ice cream; I can’t very well serve this mess. It’s supposed to be whipped cream not beaten and murdered cream!”
“Why the fuck did the blender say whip then!” Ville screamed at her.
Anita frowned at him, “Please don’t curse at me Ville, I’m still your mother and I will not have you speak to me like that.”
“I’m sorry, I just got carried away.” Ville muttered as his mother walked out of the room. He lent on the counter and looked around. He spotted a 50 dollar bill under a pencil holder, Walking over he hesitated slightly before slipping the bill into his pocket.
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“It was my grandma’s.” Ville whispered, fingering the ring in his hand.
Bam sighed, “Its not like you’re selling it, we’ll get it back.” Ville opened the door and got out taking the ring and a box full of paints. He ran across the street and disappeared into the pawn shop.
About fifteen minuets later Ville came back to the car and Bam rolled down his window. “How much?”
Ville brushed the hair out of his eyes, “Fifty for the ring, and he didn’t want the paints.”
“Shit” the skater swore loudly.
Ville threw the box of paints into the car and stood up straight. “Wait here, he said he might be able to work something out.” Before Bam could say anything Ville had run back across the street.
Bam watched as Ville once again entered the pawn shop. Shortly after Ville went in the owner stuck his head out the door and flipped the open sign to closed.
The skater sat there in the car, for what seemed like hours before Ville pulled the passenger side door open and got into the car.
Bam looked over unsure of what to say to his lover, “Yes I fucked him” Ville said putting a cigarette to his lips and lighting it. “I got another fifty.”
Bam looked over at Ville “Are you all right?” Ville didn’t answer, “I’m sorry.”
Ville sighed, “Don’t be”
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Here is the deepest secret nobody knows (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows higher than soul can hope or mind can hide) and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart I carry your heart (I carry it in my heart)
Bam put the book down and turned to Ville, “Marry me?”
“Yes.” Ville wrapped his arms around his lover and kissed him deeply.
The day of the wedding came fast, Bam shaved his face as Ville got ready in their bedroom, he had decided to wear a dress for the wedding. It was simple black and reached down to his knees.
The wedding was small, family only really with the exception of a few friends. Johnny was their of course in the back row crying like a baby as they said their vows.
They had the reception at Ville’s parent’s house. Ville was off talking to a group of friends in the corner and Bam was talking with one of Ville’s family members.
“Excuse me for a moment.” Bam said to the man, before making his way to the bathroom.
Ville watched him go in and made his way over. He knocked on the door, “Bam, what are you doing in there?”
“Taking a shit Ville.” Ville laughed, “liar, hurry up I need to get in.” Bam came out and went back over to the man he’d been talking to and Ville went into the bathroom.
“Its good business Bam, you should try it really” the man rambled on before noticing Bam start to drift off, “Bam? Hey Bam are you all right.”
Ville noticed and walked over to him, “Looks like he’s had a bit much to drink,” He kneeled down in front of Bam, “Sweetheart, why don’t you go upstairs to my old room and lay down?”
Bam went upstairs and Ville wandered off, away from the crowded room.
Anita walked into the wash room to find Ville leaning against the dryer, “He wasn’t drunk.”
Ville looked up, “What are you talking about mother?” Anita walked closer
“He wasn’t drunk it was drugs, I know it was Ville don’t lie to me!” She cried, Ville turned and began to walk away.
“It would kill your father you know.” Ville hesitated briefly, “Thank you for the lovely reception.” he said quietly before continuing to walk.