Candy (The third chapter)
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...
A/N: Although I’m not big on Mpreg for the sake of keeping with the plot it must be done, I wont be giving any real background on it or anything, I’m gonna approach it as if Ville were a chick so that’s all really…
ON WITH THE SORY!!!!
Earth
Me and Ville, we had a lot going for us. We'd found the secret glue that held all things together. In a perfect place, where the noise did not intrude, our world was so very complete.
Bam sat outside the heavy wooden door, heavy enough that he couldn’t make out words but not nearly heavy enough to block out the moans and sounds of sex inside.
The door opened and Ville stumbled out. “Here” he pulled four fifties out of the corset he was wearing. “Two hundred. I’ll stay another half hour and make it three hundred.”
Bam nodded and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. “I’m gonna get home then. See you in about an hour?” Ville nodded and walked to the door separating them from the sex. “I love you.”
Bam walked over and Ville turned around to face him, “I love you too Ville.” he placed a kiss on the other mans mouth, “I love you so damn much.”
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They say for every ten years you've been a junkie, you'll have spent seven of them waiting. On the one hand it was nice having all that time to think. On the other, anxiety was a full time job.
Bam sat on the park bench waiting. As another man approached he nodded to him and the man sat down beside him, Bam handed him a hundred and the man handed him a little brown bag.
He walked to the men’s restroom and crept inside, locking himself in a stall he pulled the bag from his pocket. His last thought before the drug took over being ‘Ville’s gonna be pissed.’
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Ville frowned as Bam stumbled inside, “Where were you I got home two hours ago, you should have been here!”
“I got us some smack.” Bam held the bag up to show Ville.
“I don’t care, why didn’t you come home after. It doesn’t take that long too get it!”
Bam put the bag on the table, “Do you want some.”
Ville shook his head, “I got some from Taylor, she works in the room next to me.”
“Oh” Bam lay down on the couch and turned the TV on and Ville lay down to sleep.
“Bam…” Bam was in the middle of watching one of his favorite movies on TV. “What?”
“Turn off the TV, I can’t sleep its too loud.” Ville rolled over to face the skater.
“I’ll turn it down then.” Ville was quite for about five minuets.
“Bam, the light from the TV is bothering me, just turn it off and come to bed.” Ville shouted, getting frustrated with his husband.
“Well now your just making shit up aren’t you!” Ville sat up, “Turn it off Bam!” Bam shook his head, “NO!”
Suddenly Ville grabbed the ashtray off the bedside table and flung it at Bam, hitting him in the side of the head.
“Oh my god Bam!” Ville jump out of the bed and ran over to the other man, “Oh shit your bleeding!”
“I’m fine, I’m fine, just calm down Vil, We just need to go to the hospital and get this looked at…”
Ville wiped some of the tears from his eyes, “How can you be so calm!”
Bam smiled at him, “I’m a skater, I’m used to it sweetheart. Can you drive the car?” Ville just nodded.
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Bam looked at the stitches in the bathroom mirror as Ville washed the remaining tears from his face, “A bar fight.”
Ville looked up at Bam, “What?”
Bam smiled, “A bar fight, that what I’ll tell everyone. That I got into a bar fight…And won.”
Ville laughed as Bam grinned at him, “You’re really something Bam Margera,”
“I’m nothing compared to you,” and with that sentence all jokes were gone and the walls and furniture melted away, it was only them again.
Bam pulled Ville close to him, “It’s been a while” he whispered, pulling Ville’s shirt over his head.
The skater led them back to the bedroom, and pushed Ville onto the bed and as he climbed on top of him. It was just like the first time they were on top of the world again.
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Bam couldn’t believe his luck as he saw the wallet sitting on the driver’s seat of the unlocked car right outside of the CVS.
He cautiously opened the door before reaching in and grabbing the wallet. He opened it only to find there was no money, he frowned and went to put it back when an idea struck him opening the wallet back up he looked over the drivers license once more,
White male, mid 30’s brown hair. He could always borrow a pair of glasses. This he said to himself was going to be fun…
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“Okay so Johnny, what do I do again?”
Johnny smirked at the younger man, “Tell him you’re from the bank that there’s been suspicious activity on his card and that you need some information to help fix it, His date of birth, Mothers maiden name and his PIN number.”
Bam nodded and made the call.
“It worked dude it seriously worked!” Bam cheered.
“Well what are you waiting for man, go rob that guy blind!”
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Bam threw open the door a bouquet of flowers in his hand. “Ville, you’ll never believe this shit!” He ran over to Ville who was sitting on the windowsill.
“Bam,” The skater looked at his lover with worry, “What’s wrong babe?”
Ville looked up at him, “I’m pregnant.”
“Oh, um, Shit Ville…Its mine right…” Bam stuttered
Ville gave him a small smile, “Yeah I’m almost 100% sure it is, from that night you went to the hospital, remember…”
Bam grinned at him, “Yeah, this is awesome babe. I’m gonna be a daddy!!”
Ville smiled back at him, “What were you so excited about when you came in?”
Bam grinned and reached in his pocket, Ville gasped as he pulled out a wad of hundreds, “I robbed some poor bastard blind today!”
Ville grinned; you wanna go out to dinner?”
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Ville was at least four months into his pregnancy when he sat bam down to talk, “We’ve gotta stop using, for the baby…”
Bam nodded, “Okay we can do that…”
Day one
Bam and Ville lay together on their bed, Ville rubbing his swollen stomach to remind himself why he was doing this. Bam hated the feeling of sweat pouring down his body, but he dealt with it.
Day two
They watched TV in silence occasionally twitching. Ville had tried to eat some crackers earlier but they hadn’t stayed down Bam hadn’t even bothered trying to eat.
Day three
Bam felt like he was dying as he stripped down and got into the shower, as the cold water hit him he sunk to the floor.
Ville winced as he heard Bam scream, he wanted to himself but his throat was to dry.
He rubbed his belly with one hand repeating his mantra in his head, ‘Its for the baby, It’s for the baby, It’s for the baby”
His other hand balled into a fist and he was sure he broke the skin on his palm, “Fuck it” and he screamed.
The last day
Bam woke up to find he’d fallen asleep on the bathroom floor.
He could Ville talking in the other room. “Johnny, I know we told you to ignore us while we did this but ignore that, I feel horrible, my whole body hurts. Johnny please pick up. JOHNNY! Fine I guess your not there call me back…”
“Ville what’s going on?” the Finn looked up at his husband.
“Bam, I can’t do it it hurts too much. I can’t do this.” His body shook as he sobbed.
Bam grabbed the phone off the floor and ripped the cord from the wall.
“Bam what are you doing stop!” Ville cried out as he jump up off the floor.
Bam went over to the window, “Getting rid of this, we have to do this. For the baby Vil.”
Ville half tackled Bam as he grabbed for the phone, “No Bam please don’t do this! Stop!”
Bam dropped the phone and wrestled Ville to the ground
“Holy shit Ville. Your bleeding!” Bam stared in horror at his hand covered in red.
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Bam couldn’t have cared less about what the doctor was saying, his only wish being to see Ville, until he heard the word miscarriage.
“We’re going to lose the baby.” he barely whispered.
The doctor nodded, “I’m sorry but yes, there’s nothing we can do at this point. Ville is going to have to go through a sort of labor. But at this stage in the pregnancy the fetus will not survive. I’m sorry.”
The doctor sighed, “Would you like to stay with him.”
“Yes”
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The “labor” lasted for what seemed like days to Bam and in the end all that was left were him, and Ville.
It was a boy, and they decided to give him a name, “Phillip, after my dad.” Bam whispered as he held the small bundle of blankets. Neither him nor Ville were ready to give it to the doctors.
Ville spent the next week in the hospital. On the way out the door Bam decided, “We should move to the country.”
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That’s it for Earth…Next up Hell….
I finished his at 10:20 in the am…TIRED!!!!
Rawr….
Ugg…………
Next and Final part “Hell” will hopefully be up tomorrow….