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CRUEL INTENTIONS CHAPTER 23 by Rick - jc.chasez@gmx.net
Josh looked at Justin, puzzled. "What is it that you want to say?" "Look, JC... I'm gonna tell you this just because I care for you, ok?" Josh was starting to get upset.
"See, when I saw you the first time I thought you were cute." Josh felt a little uncomfortable. "Ok, but now you have to understand that Rick and I are an item" "Well, yeah... but you need to hear this" "Okay..." "Rick is not really the person that you think he is" "Meaning?" "He's a cold-blooded bastard..." "Justin..." said Josh in an angry voice. "I'm not saying this because I'm jealous or anything, JC" "Oh, really" "Yeah, you see, he saw you and got the hots for you too" "Uh huh..." "The thing is... that we made a bet" "A bet? Explain yourself" Justin chuckled.
"JC, we bet to see who fucked you first" "WHAT?" Josh almost yelled. "Listen to me first" Josh knew already he wasn't going to like what he heard. Part of him wanted to run away, the other needed to know. "It's the truth... We agreed to try to seduce you. Whoever fucked you first would fuck the loser" Josh felt sick. He wanted to throw up. "So, I guess you're getting fucked tonight." Josh said dryly in a sad voice. Justin knew he had been right. "No, JC. We're no longer playing that game..." Of course Justin omitted all the details of the previous night. "I didn't think that Rick was still going to go after you"
Josh was very upset. He felt a knot in his throat and his head was spinning.
"I don't believe what you say, Justin" "I'm not lying, JC. You should ask him to see if he denies it" "Remember how I got thrown out of the basketball team?" "Yes" "Rick did it so we couldn't be together and he even blackmailed the coach so you could make the team" "Shut up, that is not possible!" "I'm telling you, JC. He's rotten. He also found out about your past with Mark Barry. He told me" Sure that was a lie, but it just helped to twist the knife.
Josh was fighting back the tears. "And why are you telling this to me? To get back at him for winning?" "No, JC." Justin said smugly. "Believe me, I won anyway"
Josh got up and ran out of the place. He didn't even get home. He just sat on a bench in a park nearby and cried for hours.
I called Josh the next morning and he didn't answer. Could he still be asleep or out already? I went to his house and rang for a while. I made a mental note on giving him a cell phone that afternoon. It would make me worried not to find him. I kept calling the rest of the day with no luck whatsoever. I was beginning to get really worried because he never told me he was going to be out or anything. In the evening I went back to his apartment and coaxed the doorman to open it for me. He had seen me before and I explained I was worried something had happened to him.
I entered the place and it seemed empty. // What could have possibly happened? // "Who's there?" I heard a quivering voice. "Josh! It's me, Rick. Why in hell don't you answer the phone or the door?" I tried the door to his bedroom, it was closed. "Open the door, please" "No, go away" "What? Why?" "Go, I don't want to see you or talk to you!" "What's the problem?" I asked, more worried now.
"Fuck off! Don't you speak English, you damn sonofabitch?" "What the fuck? What's wrong with you? Open the door!" "No! Go to hell!" I could hear him crying. "Please, Josh. Talk to me" "Just go! I hate you!" I felt like the air had been knocked out of me.
"Tell me what's up, Josh!" He didn't answer this time. I was not about to leave like that. With all my strength I kicked the door and it broke. I saw him curled on the bed, sobbing. Fuck, when I saw him in pain it hurt me ten thousands more.
"Josh, baby... what's wrong?" He turned to see me. "I HATE YOU!" He cried. "Why, what did I do?" "And you have the fucking nerve to ask me why? I know everything, Rick..." "What? What is it?"
He looked at me enraged. His usually sparkling blue eyes were red and puffy. "Justin told me about your bet"
It felt like someone had stabbed me in the stomach. Until that moment, I had never wanted to die, but right then I didn't want anything else. "Josh..." "So, go ahead and deny it" "It's not what you think" "Oh, really? So you didn't bet you could fuck me before Justin did?" "Please, Josh... let me explain" "Explain what, Rick? That you think I'm a worthless piece of ass?" "God, no! Josh, I love you" "Fuck you!" "Please believe me, I love you"
I couldn't help it, I started crying. I stepped closer to the bed and tried to touch him. In return he shoved me hard and I ended up on the floor. "Josh, listen... it began that way, but I'm in love with you" Sobbing loudly, he sat on the bed. "How could you possibly say that? I thought you were different." "Josh, I never meant to hurt you" "But you did. You destroyed my dreams and betrayed me in the worst possible way" "I love you with all my heart, give me a second chance" "You had what you wanted. You fucked me, so now go gloat to your friends" "Josh, please" "Now leave. I'll call the police if you don't" "Give me another chance, let me show you I love you" "GO!" I decided I should better leave him alone, so I stood up and left.
The whole next week was a blur. I constantly drank and didn't show up at school. I decided I should get back at Justin for destroying the best thing I had ever had in my life. I even thought about getting him killed but decided I wouldn't go that far. And he deserved to suffer more than that.
Justin had a bit of remorse for what he did. At first he had enjoyed seeing Rick miserable but he thought he would get over it sooner. Josh hadn't been in school either. Until that morning. He saw Josh walk up to his classroom looking dejected. "Um, JC?" Josh turned to see who was calling him. He didn't reply, just stared at Justin. "Are you ok?" After a moment, he said "Do I look ok?" "Listen, Josh... I'm sorry about the whole thing, but I thought you should know what happened" "You're probably right... Now I know I should stay away from you two" "I didn't mean to hurt you" "Fuck you, Justin! You did mean it. Never talk to me again, ok?" "I'm sorry" "Goodbye"
Justin walked up to his car in the parking lot. He was about to open it when three men in dark suits approached him. "Justin Timberlake?" "Uh, yeah?" "You're under arrest"
TBC...
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