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Crush ch. 25
CRUSH
Pairing: VAM, Alexi/Ville, Lauri/Bam
Summary: What happens when an innocent crush turns into an obsession?
Disclaimer: if i owned anyone mentioned, i wouldnt waste time with fanfics
Previous Chapter: chapter 24
Chapter 25
Ville (POV)
My God, my head hurts like a son of a bitch. The slivers of light shining through the blinds isn’t helping the throbbing pain. I haven’t even opened my damn eyes and the bloody light is already shining through. God, I just want to crawl into a dark hole and sleep for about a month. Groaning in pain and frustration, I roll over on my side and throw my arm over the warm body next to me. Now that the light is out of my eyes, I feel a little better. I can’t believe how much I drank last night. What the hell was I thinking? How could I get that fucking wasted to black out and- wait a minute…. I kicked Bam out….so who the hell do I have my arm around?
Snapping my eyes open, I’m met with a pale slender, yet toned chest. This isn’t Bam’s body…My eyes slowly work up from the chest, to the slender neck, until finally I’m met with an all too familiar face. A face that is currently smiling down at me. Oh…my…God… What the fuck did I do last night!? What the fuck did I do!?
“Good morning darling,” Alexi greets happily.
My jaw drops open in shock. Alexi sees this as an opportunity to lean down and capture my lips. I’m too astonished to react, so instead I remain still as he gently massages my tongue with his own. Alexi finishes the kiss and pulls back with a satisfied smirk gracing his lips.
“You look good in the morning, despite the morning breath. Your bed head is so cute,” he laughs while tangling his fingers in my hair.
My mouth is still open, trying desperately to catch my breath as I analyze the situation. I’m in my bed, naked, with Alexi, who is also naked. How the hell did I get here!? What the hell happened to me!? This has to be some kind of nightmare. It has to be! While screaming that mantra to myself, I quickly rise up in the bed. Big mistake. A foul tasting bile rises in my throat and it doesn’t take a genius to know what’s coming next.
Untangling myself quickly from the sheets, I jump- well, fall- off of the bed and run straight towards the bathroom. My face reaches the toilet bowl just in time as I empty the contents of my stomach. The horrid, chunky liquid pours from my mouth, the smell burning my nostrils. Tears spill slightly from the corner of my eyes as I try to empty all that I have into the porcelain bowl. Through my own heaves, I hear footsteps coming up behind me and soon my hair is being pulled back as a hand rubs my back in a soothing manner. This action causes me to release even more until I’m finally dehydrated and in need of oxygen.
I feel down on to my side next to the toilet, resting my hot skin against the cool tiles. For some reason this always helps me after I’ve had my hangover vomit. Alexi leans over me and slowly rolls me over onto my back. This action brings the throbbing pain rushing back to my skull and I try to roll back onto my side, but Alexi keeps me still. He raises my head up in his hands and pulls of some bits of toilet paper. Smiling at nothing in particular, he wipes the vomit and saliva from the corners of my mouth and my chin.
“Well, sweetheart,” he laughs. “If you’re going to party like a big boy, then you’re going to have to take the repercussions of it.”
“W…what happened…last night,” I ask lowly, my voice sounding horribly raw and hoarse.
“You don’t remember?” He asks, a small smile playing on his lips.
“N…no,” I reply.
Alexi doesn’t say anything at first. Instead he grins, showing off his nice white teeth, before he leans down and places his lips to my forehead. He gives a noise of contentment and nuzzles his cheek against mine.
“You were wonderful last night,” he whispers.
At that moment, my heart stopped and all of the blood in my veins froze. No. No! It can’t be true. I couldn’t have! Not after being fired for people suspecting me of this kind of behavior! It can’t be true! Squeezing my eyes shut tightly, I try my best to remember something, anything, from last night. Something that would prove that Alexi is lying.
Fighting through the horrible headache, I try my best to see little flashes in my mind. I remember downing mostly everything in the liquor cabinet and getting really tired, but nothing after that. Wait…something small and blurry was beginning to appear in my mind. It was…dark. There was a lot of heavy breathing….and I was begging someone for more. Oh God! It was true!
“Oh God!” I say aloud. “No…”
“Shhh…relax baby or you’re going to get sick again,” he hushes me. “Can you stand up?”
I nodded slightly and Alexi slowly begins to raise me up. He puts his arm around me and walks me to the sink.
“You might want to get some water to wash that taste out of your mouth,” he giggles.
I’m not going to argue with that. Instead of water though, I grab my toothbrush and squeeze a large amount of paste onto it. I brushed thoroughly, intent on removing the bile and any other unwanted taste from my mouth. It took me about five minutes to make my breath smell minty-fresh, rather than like a wet dumpster. Alexi just stood beside me the whole time, smiling at my reflection in the mirror. His fingers ran loosely through my hair and I spit out the foamy paste, hoping that I had gotten all of the nasty bits out of my mouth. God, I haven’t had this bad of a hangover since high school.
“Feel better?” Alexi asks.
“A…a little,” my shaky voice replies. I’m still trying to process what had happened last night.
“That’s good. Do you want to lay down for a bit?” I nod. “Ok then.” He places his arm around my shoulder and leads me gingerly back to my room.
“W…where are my clothes?” I ask, feeling quite vulnerable at the moment.
“Somewhere on the floor. I don’t know, it was kind of dark when you took them off,” he laughs.
“Oh God,” I groan, putting my face in my hands as I sit down on the bed.
“Yeah, there was a lot of that too,” he giggles.
“Please stop talking.”
“Does your head still hurt?”
“Yes, but-”
“You just lie down baby,” he coos, cutting my words of. “I’ll go get you an aspirin and then I’ll make us some breakfast.”
I open my mouth to speak to him, but he turns and exits, giving me a full view of his ass as he goes. It was nice, but I can’t think about that now. What had happened? In my drunken stupor, had I called Alexi over? D…did I really ask him to fuck me? God, Bam has been gone for two days and I’m already in bed with another man…boy. Oh God, I feel like such a whore.
“Ville,” Alexi says in a motherly tone as he enters the room; a pill in one hand and a glass of water in the other. “You need to lay down for a bit.”
He hands me the small white pill and the glass. I don’t hesitate to swallow down the little capsule. Maybe it will help me clear my head a bit. Alexi moves to lay me on my back, but I shrug him off.
“So, what would you like for breakfast? I’m pretty good with French-toast, but if you want something else, then I can-”
“Alexi,” I raise my hand, cutting him off. “What the hell happened last night?”
“Hmmm,” he sighs dreamily, taking my hand in his own and kissing it lightly. “Magic, fireworks, something beautiful.”
“I’m serious,” I growl, taking back my hand. “What happened? D…did we have…sex?” I whisper the last part.
“No, we made love.” He grins and leans in to kiss me. I place my hands on his shoulders and push him away before his lips can connect with mine.
“How!? I…I was home alone last night. I…I…”
“You called me,” Alexi finishes for me. “It was around 12 or 1 in the morning and you said that you wanted to see me. You sounded upset, so I came right over.”
“I…I called you?”
“Yes,” he insists. “You were so sad. You were crying about Bam, your job, and you said that you really needed a friend.”
I lower my head, trying to process this new information. I can somewhat remember the actual…sex. But I don’t remember calling Alexi. I could’ve blacked out for a bit when I made the call. But why would I have called him? Normally, whenever I need to vent, I call Mige or Jesse.
“Look, Ville,” Alexi speaks lowly. He placed his hand under my chin and tilted my head upward so I would look at him. “I know that you cared about Bam, and I know that we haven’t really known each other that long…but Ville, believe me when I say that I love you, and I would never hurt you.”
“Alexi…you’re a sweet boy, but what happened here was a mis-”
He places his finger gently over my lips to cut me off. “Ville…please, don’t say that last night was a mistake. You have no idea what it meant to me. And I know that you think that I’m confused after what happened with Lauri, but I’m not. I’ve never been more sure about anything in my life. What happened last night was the best experience of my life. You’re just so perfect, beautiful, and amazing. And for one brief moment, you wanted me as much as I wanted you. It was…beautiful. Please don’t say it was a mistake.”
Damn it. Why the hell did he have to go and say all of those things? I’m very flattered, but I will never see Alexi as anything more than a friend. I don’t want to break his already wounded heart. Letting out a deep sigh, I promise myself that I would never drink a drop of liquor ever again. That stuff only leads to trouble.
“Alexi…” I’m about to ask him to leave, but I take a look into those big blue eyes. They were so wide and hopeful. It was like looking into the eyes of a sad little pound puppy that is just begging to be loved. I just couldn’t kick him out yet. “Um, French-toast would be great. But please, put some pants on first.”
Alexi’s face lights up and he gives me a firm kiss before locating his lost clothing. “Thank you Ville,” he smiles before exiting my room and heading to the kitchen.
Sighing, I let myself flop back onto the bed. What am I going to do? He just looked so happy, thinking that someone loved him. I can’t just tell him it was all a drunken mistake now. It would crush his poor heart. Ok…I’m just going to have breakfast with him and explain to him that he doesn’t really love me; I’m just his rebound sex. If that doesn’t work, I need to explain to him that I just got out of a relationship with Bam and I’m not ready to be with another man just yet. And if that doesn’t work, then I’m screwed.
A low buzzing noise breaks me from my planning. What the hell is that? I swat my hand around thinking that there was a bee or a fly trying to buzz around my head. I swat but I hear the noise again. It takes me a moment, but finally my mind registers what the buzzing is. It was a cell phone. That’s weird….Bam still has my phone (I should really get that back) and Alexi said he didn’t have one….
Curiosity gets the best of me and I raise myself up from the mattress, peeking over the edge of the bed. Indeed there is a cell phone buzzing away on the floor. It must have dropped out of Alexi’s pants. Did Alexi get a new phone? Looking about the room to make sure no one was around, I don’t know why though I suppose I’m just a fan of the cliché, I reach down and pick it up just as the phone stops vibrating. Flipping it open, I see that Alexi had missed a call…from Lauri. There was also a new voice mail message from him. Well, this is good. Maybe if those two get back together, I won’t have to worry about dealing with Alexi.
Smirking, I press the button to listen to the message and bring the phone to my ear. What I heard though was not pleasant news. No, it was something very unexpected.
“Hey there stud. I saw your little ‘performance’ last night. Nice! I thought that you had a lot of stamina, but I did see room for improvement. You could have played with him a little more, don’t be so hasty. Remember, foreplay is very important. You might want to remember that the next time you and I fool around, you ass. I guess the next performance will be better if Ville is conscious. Anyway, no luck with Bam yet. I called him yesterday, but he hasn’t called back. Oh well, I’ll just have to stalk him at the skate park for a few days. Glad to see that your part of the plan worked. And I’m not jealous…no…not one bit. Anyway, call me back later, ya whore.”
My jaw dropped off of its hinges and my hand began to tremble violently at Lauri’s words. What did he mean…plan? And what did he mean, that he saw it? Wait…he said I was unconscious? B…but Alexi told me that I had called him…Oh my God! The way that he was talking to him wasn’t the tone of a cheating lover…It was more like an accomplice. W…what is going on?
The trembling in my hand got so bad that I dropped the phone on the floor. Cursing to myself, I reached down to pick it up when something else caught my eye. Hiding beneath Alexi’s discarded shirt is a shiny metal object. I pulled the item from beneath the cloth and was horrified to see something that belonged to me. It was my key. The key that I had lost. H…how did Alexi get it? And wait…I locked the door last night before I passed out. He wouldn’t have been able to get in unless… Oh. Dear. God!
Footsteps are coming down the hallway. Panicked, I throw Alexi’s phone back down on the floor and tuck the key under the bed sheets. Alexi turns the corner and leans against the doorway. He has a little bit of powdered sugar on his cheek, it would have been cute, had I not been terrified.
“Breakfast is almost done. I was thinking that after breakfast, we could get a shower and maybe go see a movie. It could be our official first date,” his grin sends a cold chill down my spine.
“Um…actually, I…I don’t think it’s a good idea.”
“Do you want to stay in then? That would be nice too. We could just curl up on the couch and go through your DVD collection.”
“Alexi!” I say firmly. “I think you should leave.”
I’m trying my best to keep my composure. I don’t know how Alexi is going to react to my rejection, so the best thing to do now is keep him calm.
“B…but, why? I thought we were going to spend some time together.” His eyes go wide and a little misty, but I’m not falling for that again.
“I don’t have to explain my reasons to you. Just please, go.”
Alexi’s face darkens from a sad expression to one of complete anger. His brow furrows, eyes narrow, and he clenches his fists into a tight little ball. I’m beginning to regret opening my mouth. I mean, I can fight well enough, but Alexi is a bit more built than I am. He might be able to hurt me if he wanted to.
“No. I’m not leaving,” he says firmly.
“Alexi, I’m not asking, I’m telling you. Get out.”
“No! Tell me why you want me to go.”
I don’t say anything. Instead, I look him directly in the eyes and pull the key out from its hiding place. Alexi’s eyes go wide at the sight of it. That isn’t a good sign.
“Do you want to tell me where you found this?” I ask.
“Y…you lost it that day at the mall. You know, when Bam yelled at you. The clerk gave it to me,” he defends.
“Then why didn’t you give it back the next day?”
“I forgot about it. You’re kicking me out because I’m forgetful?”
“You weren’t so forgetful last night,” I say. “I locked the door last night. I don’t remember much, but I remember that.”
“Yeah…after you called me I remembered that I had it and-”
“What is the ‘plan’?” I ask.
Alexi was completely taken aback by my words. I have a feeling that whatever he’s going to say isn’t good. Oh God, I’m an idiot. Bam was right all along…No, no. I could be wrong here. I need to give Alexi the benefit of a doubt…Who the hell am I kidding? This little shit is up to something.
“What are you talking about?” He counters.
“Well, Lauri just called. He said he was happy that your part of the ‘plan’ had worked so well. He also said something that made me curious. He said that he watched what happened last night. Now how would he be able to do that?”
Alexi doesn’t say anything for a moment, but his face is going red and he’s chewing his lip anxiously. “Fucking Lauri,” he mutters. “Can’t keep his damn mouth shut.”
“Oh…my…God,” I say as realization hits me like a ton of bricks. “It was you, wasn’t it? You were the one who made that website?”
“…Well, you said that if you weren’t my teacher, then you would be able be with me. I was just helping you out…”
“You little shit!” I scream, jumping up from the bed. “You got me fired! You took away my career, my credibility! People think that I’m a pervert because of you!”
“You shouldn’t scream so much Ville,” Alexi says all too calmly. “Your neighbors might hear you. Now, I understand that you’re angry, but it was the only way I could make sure we could be together.”
“Be together!?” I scream in his face, shoving him into the hallway. “What the hell makes you think that I wanted to be with you!?”
“Ville, its ok. You don’t have to deny it anymore. I know that you had feelings for me when you were with Bam,” he smiles, moving to wrap his arms around me.
“What are you talking about? I loved Bam, not you-” I cut off my own words. Shit! Bam was right. The stubborn ass was right. All of this, all that has been going on these past few days, it was because Alexi was trying to steal me.
Snarling in rage, I pull my fist back and punch him below his right eye. Alexi stumbles back, but he doesn’t fall. He takes a moment to recover, before he looks back at me with a frightening smile. I’m ready to hit him again, but he takes me by surprise when he strikes me with his backhand. The shock is what sent me to the ground. Before I could get up though, he was on top of me. He struck me twice more as I tried my best to get him off of me.
“Huh, well this is a familiar sight,” he laughs. “You shouldn’t make me angry. Sometimes I can’t control myself and I don’t want to hurt you. I love you.”
“What did you do to me!?” I scream in his face, still trying to push him off of me.
“Just what I told you earlier, darling. We made love. Well, you would have probably enjoyed it more had you been awake.”
“You raped me!?”
“I did not rape you!” He screams. “You wanted me as much as I wanted you! I know you love me damn it!”
“Alexi…” I say shakily. His screams were scarring me.
“Shut up! You love me damn it! I know you do! Now, we’re going to eat a nice breakfast, take a shower, and then you and I are going to have a nice day together!”
His eye twitches uncontrollably, frightening me even more. And this was him controlling himself. I’m terrified to see what would happen if he were to snap.
“I…I’ll call the police as soon as I can,” I threaten lowly.
“Good luck with that,” he scoffs. “No one is going to believe that you, a grown man, were raped by a teenage boy. Besides, it’ll be just like back home. The police won’t lift a finger to help a queer like you.”
“Alexi…” my lip trembles violently. “We’ll get you help.”
“Shut up!” He shouts, hitting me once more. “I don’t need help. All I need is you. And now we can be together. Forever.”
That's when he pulled something from the waistband of his pants. There very sight of it made me want to faint, but i was too terrified to move. Alexi's hands were wrapped around a black gun that was currently pointed at my face.
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Pairing: VAM, Alexi/Ville, Lauri/Bam
Summary: What happens when an innocent crush turns into an obsession?
Disclaimer: if i owned anyone mentioned, i wouldnt waste time with fanfics
Previous Chapter: chapter 24
Chapter 25
Ville (POV)
My God, my head hurts like a son of a bitch. The slivers of light shining through the blinds isn’t helping the throbbing pain. I haven’t even opened my damn eyes and the bloody light is already shining through. God, I just want to crawl into a dark hole and sleep for about a month. Groaning in pain and frustration, I roll over on my side and throw my arm over the warm body next to me. Now that the light is out of my eyes, I feel a little better. I can’t believe how much I drank last night. What the hell was I thinking? How could I get that fucking wasted to black out and- wait a minute…. I kicked Bam out….so who the hell do I have my arm around?
Snapping my eyes open, I’m met with a pale slender, yet toned chest. This isn’t Bam’s body…My eyes slowly work up from the chest, to the slender neck, until finally I’m met with an all too familiar face. A face that is currently smiling down at me. Oh…my…God… What the fuck did I do last night!? What the fuck did I do!?
“Good morning darling,” Alexi greets happily.
My jaw drops open in shock. Alexi sees this as an opportunity to lean down and capture my lips. I’m too astonished to react, so instead I remain still as he gently massages my tongue with his own. Alexi finishes the kiss and pulls back with a satisfied smirk gracing his lips.
“You look good in the morning, despite the morning breath. Your bed head is so cute,” he laughs while tangling his fingers in my hair.
My mouth is still open, trying desperately to catch my breath as I analyze the situation. I’m in my bed, naked, with Alexi, who is also naked. How the hell did I get here!? What the hell happened to me!? This has to be some kind of nightmare. It has to be! While screaming that mantra to myself, I quickly rise up in the bed. Big mistake. A foul tasting bile rises in my throat and it doesn’t take a genius to know what’s coming next.
Untangling myself quickly from the sheets, I jump- well, fall- off of the bed and run straight towards the bathroom. My face reaches the toilet bowl just in time as I empty the contents of my stomach. The horrid, chunky liquid pours from my mouth, the smell burning my nostrils. Tears spill slightly from the corner of my eyes as I try to empty all that I have into the porcelain bowl. Through my own heaves, I hear footsteps coming up behind me and soon my hair is being pulled back as a hand rubs my back in a soothing manner. This action causes me to release even more until I’m finally dehydrated and in need of oxygen.
I feel down on to my side next to the toilet, resting my hot skin against the cool tiles. For some reason this always helps me after I’ve had my hangover vomit. Alexi leans over me and slowly rolls me over onto my back. This action brings the throbbing pain rushing back to my skull and I try to roll back onto my side, but Alexi keeps me still. He raises my head up in his hands and pulls of some bits of toilet paper. Smiling at nothing in particular, he wipes the vomit and saliva from the corners of my mouth and my chin.
“Well, sweetheart,” he laughs. “If you’re going to party like a big boy, then you’re going to have to take the repercussions of it.”
“W…what happened…last night,” I ask lowly, my voice sounding horribly raw and hoarse.
“You don’t remember?” He asks, a small smile playing on his lips.
“N…no,” I reply.
Alexi doesn’t say anything at first. Instead he grins, showing off his nice white teeth, before he leans down and places his lips to my forehead. He gives a noise of contentment and nuzzles his cheek against mine.
“You were wonderful last night,” he whispers.
At that moment, my heart stopped and all of the blood in my veins froze. No. No! It can’t be true. I couldn’t have! Not after being fired for people suspecting me of this kind of behavior! It can’t be true! Squeezing my eyes shut tightly, I try my best to remember something, anything, from last night. Something that would prove that Alexi is lying.
Fighting through the horrible headache, I try my best to see little flashes in my mind. I remember downing mostly everything in the liquor cabinet and getting really tired, but nothing after that. Wait…something small and blurry was beginning to appear in my mind. It was…dark. There was a lot of heavy breathing….and I was begging someone for more. Oh God! It was true!
“Oh God!” I say aloud. “No…”
“Shhh…relax baby or you’re going to get sick again,” he hushes me. “Can you stand up?”
I nodded slightly and Alexi slowly begins to raise me up. He puts his arm around me and walks me to the sink.
“You might want to get some water to wash that taste out of your mouth,” he giggles.
I’m not going to argue with that. Instead of water though, I grab my toothbrush and squeeze a large amount of paste onto it. I brushed thoroughly, intent on removing the bile and any other unwanted taste from my mouth. It took me about five minutes to make my breath smell minty-fresh, rather than like a wet dumpster. Alexi just stood beside me the whole time, smiling at my reflection in the mirror. His fingers ran loosely through my hair and I spit out the foamy paste, hoping that I had gotten all of the nasty bits out of my mouth. God, I haven’t had this bad of a hangover since high school.
“Feel better?” Alexi asks.
“A…a little,” my shaky voice replies. I’m still trying to process what had happened last night.
“That’s good. Do you want to lay down for a bit?” I nod. “Ok then.” He places his arm around my shoulder and leads me gingerly back to my room.
“W…where are my clothes?” I ask, feeling quite vulnerable at the moment.
“Somewhere on the floor. I don’t know, it was kind of dark when you took them off,” he laughs.
“Oh God,” I groan, putting my face in my hands as I sit down on the bed.
“Yeah, there was a lot of that too,” he giggles.
“Please stop talking.”
“Does your head still hurt?”
“Yes, but-”
“You just lie down baby,” he coos, cutting my words of. “I’ll go get you an aspirin and then I’ll make us some breakfast.”
I open my mouth to speak to him, but he turns and exits, giving me a full view of his ass as he goes. It was nice, but I can’t think about that now. What had happened? In my drunken stupor, had I called Alexi over? D…did I really ask him to fuck me? God, Bam has been gone for two days and I’m already in bed with another man…boy. Oh God, I feel like such a whore.
“Ville,” Alexi says in a motherly tone as he enters the room; a pill in one hand and a glass of water in the other. “You need to lay down for a bit.”
He hands me the small white pill and the glass. I don’t hesitate to swallow down the little capsule. Maybe it will help me clear my head a bit. Alexi moves to lay me on my back, but I shrug him off.
“So, what would you like for breakfast? I’m pretty good with French-toast, but if you want something else, then I can-”
“Alexi,” I raise my hand, cutting him off. “What the hell happened last night?”
“Hmmm,” he sighs dreamily, taking my hand in his own and kissing it lightly. “Magic, fireworks, something beautiful.”
“I’m serious,” I growl, taking back my hand. “What happened? D…did we have…sex?” I whisper the last part.
“No, we made love.” He grins and leans in to kiss me. I place my hands on his shoulders and push him away before his lips can connect with mine.
“How!? I…I was home alone last night. I…I…”
“You called me,” Alexi finishes for me. “It was around 12 or 1 in the morning and you said that you wanted to see me. You sounded upset, so I came right over.”
“I…I called you?”
“Yes,” he insists. “You were so sad. You were crying about Bam, your job, and you said that you really needed a friend.”
I lower my head, trying to process this new information. I can somewhat remember the actual…sex. But I don’t remember calling Alexi. I could’ve blacked out for a bit when I made the call. But why would I have called him? Normally, whenever I need to vent, I call Mige or Jesse.
“Look, Ville,” Alexi speaks lowly. He placed his hand under my chin and tilted my head upward so I would look at him. “I know that you cared about Bam, and I know that we haven’t really known each other that long…but Ville, believe me when I say that I love you, and I would never hurt you.”
“Alexi…you’re a sweet boy, but what happened here was a mis-”
He places his finger gently over my lips to cut me off. “Ville…please, don’t say that last night was a mistake. You have no idea what it meant to me. And I know that you think that I’m confused after what happened with Lauri, but I’m not. I’ve never been more sure about anything in my life. What happened last night was the best experience of my life. You’re just so perfect, beautiful, and amazing. And for one brief moment, you wanted me as much as I wanted you. It was…beautiful. Please don’t say it was a mistake.”
Damn it. Why the hell did he have to go and say all of those things? I’m very flattered, but I will never see Alexi as anything more than a friend. I don’t want to break his already wounded heart. Letting out a deep sigh, I promise myself that I would never drink a drop of liquor ever again. That stuff only leads to trouble.
“Alexi…” I’m about to ask him to leave, but I take a look into those big blue eyes. They were so wide and hopeful. It was like looking into the eyes of a sad little pound puppy that is just begging to be loved. I just couldn’t kick him out yet. “Um, French-toast would be great. But please, put some pants on first.”
Alexi’s face lights up and he gives me a firm kiss before locating his lost clothing. “Thank you Ville,” he smiles before exiting my room and heading to the kitchen.
Sighing, I let myself flop back onto the bed. What am I going to do? He just looked so happy, thinking that someone loved him. I can’t just tell him it was all a drunken mistake now. It would crush his poor heart. Ok…I’m just going to have breakfast with him and explain to him that he doesn’t really love me; I’m just his rebound sex. If that doesn’t work, I need to explain to him that I just got out of a relationship with Bam and I’m not ready to be with another man just yet. And if that doesn’t work, then I’m screwed.
A low buzzing noise breaks me from my planning. What the hell is that? I swat my hand around thinking that there was a bee or a fly trying to buzz around my head. I swat but I hear the noise again. It takes me a moment, but finally my mind registers what the buzzing is. It was a cell phone. That’s weird….Bam still has my phone (I should really get that back) and Alexi said he didn’t have one….
Curiosity gets the best of me and I raise myself up from the mattress, peeking over the edge of the bed. Indeed there is a cell phone buzzing away on the floor. It must have dropped out of Alexi’s pants. Did Alexi get a new phone? Looking about the room to make sure no one was around, I don’t know why though I suppose I’m just a fan of the cliché, I reach down and pick it up just as the phone stops vibrating. Flipping it open, I see that Alexi had missed a call…from Lauri. There was also a new voice mail message from him. Well, this is good. Maybe if those two get back together, I won’t have to worry about dealing with Alexi.
Smirking, I press the button to listen to the message and bring the phone to my ear. What I heard though was not pleasant news. No, it was something very unexpected.
“Hey there stud. I saw your little ‘performance’ last night. Nice! I thought that you had a lot of stamina, but I did see room for improvement. You could have played with him a little more, don’t be so hasty. Remember, foreplay is very important. You might want to remember that the next time you and I fool around, you ass. I guess the next performance will be better if Ville is conscious. Anyway, no luck with Bam yet. I called him yesterday, but he hasn’t called back. Oh well, I’ll just have to stalk him at the skate park for a few days. Glad to see that your part of the plan worked. And I’m not jealous…no…not one bit. Anyway, call me back later, ya whore.”
My jaw dropped off of its hinges and my hand began to tremble violently at Lauri’s words. What did he mean…plan? And what did he mean, that he saw it? Wait…he said I was unconscious? B…but Alexi told me that I had called him…Oh my God! The way that he was talking to him wasn’t the tone of a cheating lover…It was more like an accomplice. W…what is going on?
The trembling in my hand got so bad that I dropped the phone on the floor. Cursing to myself, I reached down to pick it up when something else caught my eye. Hiding beneath Alexi’s discarded shirt is a shiny metal object. I pulled the item from beneath the cloth and was horrified to see something that belonged to me. It was my key. The key that I had lost. H…how did Alexi get it? And wait…I locked the door last night before I passed out. He wouldn’t have been able to get in unless… Oh. Dear. God!
Footsteps are coming down the hallway. Panicked, I throw Alexi’s phone back down on the floor and tuck the key under the bed sheets. Alexi turns the corner and leans against the doorway. He has a little bit of powdered sugar on his cheek, it would have been cute, had I not been terrified.
“Breakfast is almost done. I was thinking that after breakfast, we could get a shower and maybe go see a movie. It could be our official first date,” his grin sends a cold chill down my spine.
“Um…actually, I…I don’t think it’s a good idea.”
“Do you want to stay in then? That would be nice too. We could just curl up on the couch and go through your DVD collection.”
“Alexi!” I say firmly. “I think you should leave.”
I’m trying my best to keep my composure. I don’t know how Alexi is going to react to my rejection, so the best thing to do now is keep him calm.
“B…but, why? I thought we were going to spend some time together.” His eyes go wide and a little misty, but I’m not falling for that again.
“I don’t have to explain my reasons to you. Just please, go.”
Alexi’s face darkens from a sad expression to one of complete anger. His brow furrows, eyes narrow, and he clenches his fists into a tight little ball. I’m beginning to regret opening my mouth. I mean, I can fight well enough, but Alexi is a bit more built than I am. He might be able to hurt me if he wanted to.
“No. I’m not leaving,” he says firmly.
“Alexi, I’m not asking, I’m telling you. Get out.”
“No! Tell me why you want me to go.”
I don’t say anything. Instead, I look him directly in the eyes and pull the key out from its hiding place. Alexi’s eyes go wide at the sight of it. That isn’t a good sign.
“Do you want to tell me where you found this?” I ask.
“Y…you lost it that day at the mall. You know, when Bam yelled at you. The clerk gave it to me,” he defends.
“Then why didn’t you give it back the next day?”
“I forgot about it. You’re kicking me out because I’m forgetful?”
“You weren’t so forgetful last night,” I say. “I locked the door last night. I don’t remember much, but I remember that.”
“Yeah…after you called me I remembered that I had it and-”
“What is the ‘plan’?” I ask.
Alexi was completely taken aback by my words. I have a feeling that whatever he’s going to say isn’t good. Oh God, I’m an idiot. Bam was right all along…No, no. I could be wrong here. I need to give Alexi the benefit of a doubt…Who the hell am I kidding? This little shit is up to something.
“What are you talking about?” He counters.
“Well, Lauri just called. He said he was happy that your part of the ‘plan’ had worked so well. He also said something that made me curious. He said that he watched what happened last night. Now how would he be able to do that?”
Alexi doesn’t say anything for a moment, but his face is going red and he’s chewing his lip anxiously. “Fucking Lauri,” he mutters. “Can’t keep his damn mouth shut.”
“Oh…my…God,” I say as realization hits me like a ton of bricks. “It was you, wasn’t it? You were the one who made that website?”
“…Well, you said that if you weren’t my teacher, then you would be able be with me. I was just helping you out…”
“You little shit!” I scream, jumping up from the bed. “You got me fired! You took away my career, my credibility! People think that I’m a pervert because of you!”
“You shouldn’t scream so much Ville,” Alexi says all too calmly. “Your neighbors might hear you. Now, I understand that you’re angry, but it was the only way I could make sure we could be together.”
“Be together!?” I scream in his face, shoving him into the hallway. “What the hell makes you think that I wanted to be with you!?”
“Ville, its ok. You don’t have to deny it anymore. I know that you had feelings for me when you were with Bam,” he smiles, moving to wrap his arms around me.
“What are you talking about? I loved Bam, not you-” I cut off my own words. Shit! Bam was right. The stubborn ass was right. All of this, all that has been going on these past few days, it was because Alexi was trying to steal me.
Snarling in rage, I pull my fist back and punch him below his right eye. Alexi stumbles back, but he doesn’t fall. He takes a moment to recover, before he looks back at me with a frightening smile. I’m ready to hit him again, but he takes me by surprise when he strikes me with his backhand. The shock is what sent me to the ground. Before I could get up though, he was on top of me. He struck me twice more as I tried my best to get him off of me.
“Huh, well this is a familiar sight,” he laughs. “You shouldn’t make me angry. Sometimes I can’t control myself and I don’t want to hurt you. I love you.”
“What did you do to me!?” I scream in his face, still trying to push him off of me.
“Just what I told you earlier, darling. We made love. Well, you would have probably enjoyed it more had you been awake.”
“You raped me!?”
“I did not rape you!” He screams. “You wanted me as much as I wanted you! I know you love me damn it!”
“Alexi…” I say shakily. His screams were scarring me.
“Shut up! You love me damn it! I know you do! Now, we’re going to eat a nice breakfast, take a shower, and then you and I are going to have a nice day together!”
His eye twitches uncontrollably, frightening me even more. And this was him controlling himself. I’m terrified to see what would happen if he were to snap.
“I…I’ll call the police as soon as I can,” I threaten lowly.
“Good luck with that,” he scoffs. “No one is going to believe that you, a grown man, were raped by a teenage boy. Besides, it’ll be just like back home. The police won’t lift a finger to help a queer like you.”
“Alexi…” my lip trembles violently. “We’ll get you help.”
“Shut up!” He shouts, hitting me once more. “I don’t need help. All I need is you. And now we can be together. Forever.”
That's when he pulled something from the waistband of his pants. There very sight of it made me want to faint, but i was too terrified to move. Alexi's hands were wrapped around a black gun that was currently pointed at my face.
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