Copyright- My name is Demitiri and I am a 18 year old Russian male and this is another time for me writing these types of stories. Please enjoy because I'd like to continue writing stories. Thoughts, comments, suggestions, or would you just want to talk? Please be gentle.
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Notes- I hope you enjoy this chapter of the story. Believe it or not I hate it. And you're probably gonna hate me because there's no sex in it but don't worry there will be in the next chapter.
Well here I am sitting in this hospital bed feeling loads better. For the three weeks, four days and 17 hours I've been here the only person to visit me is Steven. It's done between me and Jorge and I no longer speak with Eric. Oh well you win some, you lose some.I didn't have a nervous breakdown like I thought but instead was a series of severe anxiety attacks. But they're over and I'm back to my normal self. I look over to see Steven sitting there in his own little world. Gently twirling his wavy black hair between his fingers looking cute as ever.
"Steven."
"Yes?"
"Why are you here?"
"I care about you Chris."
"And how am I supposed to know you won't beat me again?"
"Ah man during that time I wasn't stable. I rushed you into a relationship Chris and I'm deeply sorry about that. Honestly looking back at it we never should have went out, well at the time anyway."
"So if you get mad are you going to hit me?"
"No. Never again Chris I promise."
He walked over and brushed my hair behind my ear and just stared into my eyes. This was one of those moments in which silence is required. I looked into his eyes and saw a changed person. I didn't see the monster I once knew but now I saw a gentle and caring soul. Of course I still had feelings for Jorge but he obviously had none for me so it was in my best interest to get him off of my mind.
Damn! Some doctor just had to interrupt my moment. Ass.
"Well Chris all your test have come back and you're fine and healthy. However over the course of the next two months you'll have to take these pills and avoid stressful situations. Leave whenever you're ready!"
I wasted no time in leaving. I walked out the hospital holding hands with Steven. He kissed me goodbye and I slowly walked into my big empty house. Honestly I don't even miss my parents. I don't even care about them actually, it's hard care about someone when they are hardly in your life. I walked into my room, after making a pot of coffee of course, to see my dead phone laying there. This gave me memories but I quickly brushed them away and threw my phone onto the charger. I sat on the edge of my bed drinking my coffee with an absolute blank mind. The only thoughts that I would occasionally get are what in the world was I going to eat. All my silence was broken yet again by my ringing phone. It was Jorge.
"Hello." I answered in the same cold tone he gave me in the hospital before.
"Are you ok?"
"I'm fine."
"So are you comming back to school?"
"I'll be there tomorrow."
"Good because we really need to talk."
"Actually Jorge we really don't. Believe it or not I have no words for you and I want nothing to do with you. I obviously don't deserve you so there is no point in trying to salvage this relationship. Goodbye and goodluck in all your future endeavors."
And I hung up. God I missed him so much but I wanted him to hurt. I wanted Jorge to go through all the pain I went through. I let my gaurd down and he shattered me. I blame my hospital visit completely on him and Eric though. It was late and time for me to get to sleep I had a big day ahead of me. I slipped off my clothes, as I'm a naked sleeper, crawled into bed and drifted off to a deep slumber. I woke up to the sound of two birds outside my window chirping. I opened my window and threw a plastic bottle hoping to hit one but unfortunately I missed.
After a quick shower and dressing myself I grabbed a cup of coffee and sprayed myself with a little perfume. In my opinion a male should be able to openly wear perfume if he thinks most colognes stink and can't find a good one. It was raining pretty hard outside so I decided to have someone come pick me up for a ride. As I texted Steven he coincidentally called me.
"Stevey can you pick me up please?"
"I'm already outside baby."
"Ok."
Me and Steven weren't currenty going out but I suspected we would eventually if Jorge didn't beg to get me back.
"So how ya feeling Chris?"
"Dandy."
"Can I ask you some questions?"
"Sure."
"So what was with you and that Jorge kid?"
"We dated. I told Eric about when you called me and I told him that I basically had some unresolved feelings for you and he totally bitched on me to Jorge. Me and Eric no longer talk and Jorge doesn't want me yet he wants to talk to me today."
"Wow. I didn't know you still had feelings."
"Eww don't get all happy lil nuts."
"But you want my little nuts right on ya butt don't you?"
"You know it."
"How about a parking lot quickie?"
"How about a no?"
"You stink anyway Chris."
"Like ya mother."
Ahh, I got my bitchy atitude back and I was loving it. I walked into class and it was all eyes on me. It wasn't looks of disgust but looks of shock and surprise. Most people here must have thought I wasn't comming back to school or something but hey I'm here. I took my regular seat in the back next to Eric and behind Jorge but I said nothing to either one of them. I didn't even look at them. I could feel Eric looking at me. I could feel he wanted to say so much but didn't know where to start.
"Um Chris do you see me?"
"I'm not looking at you so no I don't see you."
"Why didn't you answer any of my calls?"
"Why didn't you come see me while I was in the hospital? Eric."
"You know how I get in hospitals they creep me out and I couldn't bear to see you laying there Chris.
"Yea. You're full of shit dude. Fuck off."
"I know you're mad at me that's why you're acting like this but I'm gonna-"
His constant talking was pissing me off quickly.
"Eric! Shut the fuck up!" The whole class just turned around with a what the hell just happened mentality.
"Turn back around." And of course they did what I said. Eric just looked at me with his mouth agape. This kid was no longer a brother to me, I officially hated him.
"What the hell happened?" asked Jorge.
This guy I really didn't want to talk to. I couldn't stand the fact that I had to be around even though I yearned for him deeply. I frantically swung my arms to get the teacher's attention.
"What's the matter Chris?"
"I don't want to sit here. Can you move me somewhere?"
"Well there's a couple of empty seats so where would you like to go?"
"I wanna sit by Steven." I said with a devilish smile.
"Go ahead."
Yay me. As I walked away I couldn't help but notice the look of sadness on Eric's face and the look of hurt and pain on Jorge's face. As much as this was tearing me apart inside I felt as though I was doing what was right. When I placed myself next to Steven I watched him as he slowly played with his hair. His eyes were staring out the window and he looked lost as hell. Stevey was never amongst the brightest students in his classes. But what he didn't have in intelligence he more than made it up with beauty.
"Steven!" he jumped the instant I said that. Apparently he's a swinger when scared seeing as how he damn near punched me in the chest.
"Aww you wanted to sit by me baby?"
"No. I really wanted to sit by Dominick. Hey sexyy!"
"Word? Say no more."
The rest of the class went by slow as ever. Besides short periods of times in which me and Steven would play by gently hitting each other I was absolutely bored and hungry. When the bell for lunch finally rung I hopped out my seat and quickly rushed to the cafeteria to get ahead of everyone else. Damn why did Jorge have to be there? He took one look at me and then turned his head with a look of disgust. That hurt me deep but I pretended as though everything was just fine by me. As I walked to the table alone he grabbed me by my legs, hoisted me on his shoulders and ran into the bathroom then locked it. What the hell was going on?
"Chrissy why the fuck are you doing this to me?!"
"I'm not doing anything to you sir."
"Don't give me that bullshit! You know you don't want Steven! Chrissy I'm sorry for everything I put you through!"
I could see the tears swelling in his eyes already. I finally got what I wanted and it made me feel horrible actually. Why is the taste of this victory so despicable? However I wasn't to sure about him. I wanted to make him hurt just a wee bit more. So I didn't say a word, I just walked towards the bathroom exit humming a catchy tune quietly. He grabbed me by my hair and swung me up against the wall with brute force.
"Ever since I found out about you and Steven the tears have been non stop. I cried myself to sleep everynight and all those days you were in the hospital were the absolute worst days of my life. I can't bear to lose you to that creep Steven. It's tearing me apart knowing that you'd rather be with him than me. Chrissy I'm on my knees begging you.. Please take me back."
I felt like complete crap knowing I had such a strong influence and I was making him feel so out of life. He shouldn't be the one on knees begging for forgiveness that should be me. Jorge was wonderful to me but I was acting so dumb. I stood in front of him motionless not knowing what to say. So I got on my knees, took him into my warm embrace and passionately kissed him. I got my love back! And this time I wasn't going to let some other bastard come along and ruin it. I jumped up onto my feet and looked at Jorge a bit weird. Its something about two dudes on their knees I just find incredibly, I don't know, redundant?
As I walked out the bathroom I saw Steven standing there across the room eating lunch by hisself. I couldn't help but feel a bit bad for the guy, I mean he really thought I had feelings for him and I even thought that. But for a week or so I honestly saw nothing happening between me and Steven. He was just a quick fling to make Jorge jealous and beg me back. Now that the deed is complete I have no use of Steven and its time for me to let him down gently. So I slowly waltzed over to his table with a caring, yet vindictive smile.
"Hi baby." He said in such a cute tone.
"Steven, I want you to know there is no spark between us and basically we're through. If we even started that is."
"What the fuck? Are you kidding me?"
"I kid you not."
"Then what the hell Chris? I visited your ass in that damn hospital every day! I was the only one who showed any signs they still cared for your dumb ass! You know what fuck you!"
"That's something you shall never ever do."
I turned my back and walked away feeling confident in what I had just done. But before I knew it Steven had me flat out on the table wailing right on my face. At first I had no idea what to do and just took the punches and then in an instant my instincts ran rapid. He reached up, grabbed his hair and then swung him off of me. I screamed out as if I was some Amazonian warrior and started slamming the back of his head into the hard lunch table. This fight could go on for days seeing as how security doesn't break up a fight until lethat weapons or blood come into play. I saw Eric and Jorge run over to get me off of Steven but I was not going to let this end so quickly. I wanted revenge for all the shit he use to put me through. I wanted him to feel my wrath. I wanted him to see what it was like to have your ass beaten to within an inch of your life.
Despite the fact Jorge was holding Steven back and Eric was holding me back I was still swinging like a mad man. I bit the holy hell out of Eric's arm which made him release me from his surprisingly strong grasp. I grabbed Steven out of Jorge's grip and flung him back onto the lunch table. I swung! Left and right! There was no stopping me, I felt like Mike Tyson at his prime. After what felt like a few seconds I felt a warm liquid flow onto my hand. I looked around to see I actually had bust Steven's bottom lip. Dammit here comes 'top flight security'.
The guards transported me to the office but after they left I walked out the school to go home. I have absolutely no recollection of just what the hell just happened. I remembered getting hit and then I remember bright periodic flashes of light. I saw Eric and Jorge talking so I ran over to see what I had done.
"Ugh, what the hell?" I asked Jorge.
"Chrissy where did that come from?"
"Where did what come from?"
"That little beast inside you!" Eric said with a strong enthusiasm."
"Can somebody please tell me what the hell just happened please!"
"Ok ok Chrissy this is what happened. So aftr you apparently broke it off with Steven he got pretty pissed off and started wailing on you. You worked up some unknown demon inside you, fliiped him onto the table and started slamming that guy's head into the table. After me and Eric tried to break it up and you got loose, grabbed Steven and started wailing all over his face again! I was right next to you watching it all and I must say you hit pretty hard! You could hear thoe punches a mile away! So after you bust Steven's lip wide open you picked up a lunch tray and started throwing it right at his temple. At that point security just had to come in and end that little altercation."
"My god. I did all of that? Is he ok?"
"Yes Chrissy that was all of you and I don't know if he's ok seeing as how you put him in the hospital!" Jorge seemed genuinely excited about the little fighter in me. I felt so much better about life now. It seems like all the emotions I had built up inside of were all finally released through my fist and a lunch tray. I saw Eric look down at his phone and he quickly ran away.
"Eric where you going?!" I was a bit curious.
"Dinner with the family!"
"Bye!" me and Jorge said in unison.
"Papi."
"Yes?"
"Where's your car?"
"Why do you ask?"
"I wanna show you this new trick I learned." I told him in a seductive tone. It was definetly time to reclaim whats mine.
"You wanna show me tricks Chrissy? Ight.. Now you gonna wish you never fucked with my emotions so bad. I got something for you."
And we slowly walked to his car to make the beast with two backs. Holy crap I forgot how little a corvette is. But luckily I had the keys to my truck right in my back pocket.