The Singer-And The Engineer/Repairman
I've been stressing out because it's been a week since Braxton had broken my washer machine, the repairman had yet to come. I knew I shouldn't count on him, he said he knew someone who could fix it up, but he wasn't in New York at the time and I had to wait an entire week.
So, I waited. I didn't dare go to the laundry mat, I just didn't feel like getting hounded by a ton of paparazzi. That's a mean reason why I had a washer and drier. I sat up from my bed and looked over to the side of me, where my beautiful dog Gary was laying.
I loved him a whole bunch, I was lonely so I decided to get a dog to keep me company.
Suddenly I remembered my mother was visiting today, I couldn't even hide my excitement. I jumped out of bed and ran straight to my clothes to pick out an outfit. She was the only one who truly cared and appreciated me. She was the only one I need really.
I had decided on my signature pink shirt. I know I know, pink? Can I scream gay any louder? However, I think it looked amazing on me. I put on some white skinny jeans and my black boots. I looked wonderful in this outfit just saying.
I heard the door bell ring ands looked at the clock on my wall, it was only ten o'clock in the morning and mother wasn't coming until one or two in the afternoon, who was ringing my doorbell. I shrugged and walked downstairs to open it.
Standing outside the glass was the most handsomest guy I've seen in my entire life, I swear I was probably drooling over how good he looked. Was he the repairman Braxton had hired for me! He looked like a male stripper.
I wouldn't mind having him strip for me, I walked over towards the door and opened it with a huge grin, staring directly into his amazing blue eyes. It was like they were staring into my soul. I wanted nothing more then to stare into them all day.
"Are you Mr. Carmichael?" He asked in a deep husky voice that sent shivers down my spine. His voice was sexy and I could feel myself little friend reacting to it,
"I'm Jerry, is my father," I said with a small seductive smirk. If I didn't know any better I would say this came right out of a porno. It was like we were shooting a scene. I could feel his eyes traveling over my body. "Your the repairman right?"
He looked back up towards my eyes and laughed softly, "I'm sorry, but are we making a porno or something?" He joked. I couldn't help but laugh too. "Yeah I'm the repair man, bring me to your washer and maybe I'll give you a little extra later."
I blinked a few times before blushing, I slowly nodded my head and took him to the laundry room. I could feel his eyes traveling over my body but I didn't mind. It wasn't like I was straight and grossed out, it was the complete opposite. I liked it, very much.
Blake's Pov:
Its been seven year since I did that horrible thing to one of my classmates, I still remember that day. It wasn't something I was proud of but I was having problems of my own at the time.
I had a 3 month old son, who is now seven. And his crazy mother who is my baby mama is getting on me for child support.
After highschool I had joined the a good college with a scholarship for football. And I was soon drifted into the NFL, so I was making enough money to support my little boy Johnny. He is my pride and joy and the only thing I'm looking after.
His mother, is always on my back about taking him on the weekends so she could go out clubbing. She was such an unfit mother and I was going to take her too court soon. I wanted to have full custody of my little boy. He already had the prefect mother figure in his life.
Alisa Carmichael, the sister of someone I bullied many years ago in high school. I was eighteen years old, I was dumb and what I did I could have been arrested for. I should have been arrested, however Jerry didn't want to press any chargers. I feel completely bad, I feel terrible. I also wondered if he told anyone about it, but I'm sure when his family finds out I'll be thrown in jail.
I have changed a lot since high school. I realized that I needed to take care of my child and not worry about anyone but my son. I just wanted to apologize to Jerry for what I did.
"Blakey!" My girlfriend Alisa called for me from our bedroom.
I was back home for the week before I went back to play some games, I just wanted to spend some of my time with her. I chuckled softly and grabbed my phone before going upstairs.
"I'm coming babe," I yelled up to her while on the second step. Johnny wasn't here for the week staying with my mother because he had school the next morning. I walked into my room with a huge grin, "what you want babe?"
Alisa was laying on her side of the bed, in nothing but my T-shirt, she looked amazing in my clothing, "since you are leaving on Friday, I was thinking we can take little Johnny out to the movies on Thursday."
I couldn't help but smile, she was always thinking about my son, she was the perfect woman for me. She cared so much about my son, and if I do end up getting locked up I wanted her to gain full custody of my son.
I walked over towards the bed and sat down on it putting my phone on the nightstand. She crawled over towards me and I wrapped my arms around we her, "what movie do you want to see?"
She shakes her head, "we should let little Johnny pick the movie."
Johnny loved her more than he loved his actual mother. And I can honestly see why, she treated him right and cared for him. I just hope she doesn't stop caring for him when she finds outs what I did to her brother. She could stop loving me, but as long as she loves Johnny, I'm fine with it.
Tom's Pov:
I walked into the house following the fine ass in front of me, I couldn't help but lick my lips as I was staring at his ass. I shook my head slowly, I was only here to help fix his washer machine and that was it. When Braxton called me and told me the situation I had to help a brother out.
This Jerry guy, he was hotter than I expected, and Brax was definitely getting a 50% discount. The way his hips moved while walking to the laundry room had me going crazy.
I just wanted to wrap my arms around his waist and take him here and now. I had worked for many people and never had I seen someone like him before, and when he talked to me earlier, his voice was the most angelic voice I have heard,
That wasn't why I was here, I had to focus on the main reason I was called here. I was only going to fix the washer, or maybe I could show him a good time.
"So, Jerry d-do you have a girlfriend or if you go that way boyfriend?"
He looked over his shoulders at me with a shy smile, "umm.. I'm single at the moment, and I'm into boys." He turned on the light to the laundry room.
I couldn't stop the grin at that, "I'm Tom Daniel, just in case you were wondering who was fixing your washer machine." I said with a smirk putting the tool box down.
He didn't turn to look at me which kind of hurt, but I guess I was over stepping my boundaries. I walked over towards the washer machine and grabbed a small flashlight to get a better look at it.
"Nice to meet you Tom," he finally said. I couldn't help but chuckle, "I guess I should be getting out your way, do you know how long this is going to take?"
I had to make a thoroughly check, to be absolutely sure. I didn't want to give him a set date without being sure. "I have to find out exactly what the problem is and I'll get back at you, with when I would be finished." I looked over towards him with a small smile, "is that okay?"
He slowly nodded her head, "no, that's fine." He giggled nervously and walked out the room to leave me to do my own thing.
Blake Pov:
I couldn't hold back any more and I attacked Alisa's lips with my own, she didn't mind. She was loving it and I could tell by the way her arms wrapped around my neck.
She was the girl of my dreams, I loved her so much. It would pain me if she left or if she hated me. However, I wouldn't hold it against her. I'll try to tell her I'm a changed man. I'm not the same little boy I was in high school.
What I did to Jerry Carmichael was horrible.
It's something I wished I could take back. I have nightmares about that day. That faithful day in the locker room.
I walked into the locker room with a couple of my friends. I was the most popular boy in school, and I had the hottest girl on my side. I was on the football and I was getting a scholarship for something I loved.
It was the day we had to put our plan into motion, the plan to torture Jerry Carmichael. It was me and six other guys, one of them being my best friend in the whole world Mark Byrd,
We were just planning on messing with him, but it turned into something more. Something I knew I would regret in the future. We seen Jerry sitting alone by myself charging in the locker room. We just watched him changed waiting for the perfect moment to attack until Brandon Howard, a guy on the team spoke up.
Brandon was smirking while he watched him change, "how about we play a little game with this faggot?"
This catch everyone's attention and we all looked over towards a him. I didn't like that evil look in his eyes.
"Hmm? What kind of game?" Tray asked leaning against one of the lockers with his arms crossed.
I stayed quiet listening to them. I was kind of curious about what kind of game when can play on Jerry. If it was anything to put him in his place I was in. Jerry was such an easy person to pick on, his reactions were always the best.
Brandon shrugged his shoulders, "the faggot likes it up the ass right? How about we give him what he wants, he probably thinks about us in that way anyway."
Leo, the more quiet one out of us all finally spoke up, "if we do that doesn't that make us fags?" He asked with an raised eyebrow. "I don't want to be arrested."
Tray laughed and pushed Leo lightly, " don't worry, it won't make us fags, and if he dares call the police I'll kick his ass." He growled.
I didn't want to along with this plan, however I knew I was going to get some shit if I didn't agree. I looked over towards the showers where Jerry was at. I didn't want to be labeled as a little bitch.
"Are we doing this or what?" I asked with a smirk taking off my shirt, I watched as the others followed after me. "You guys are such bitches."
Brandon growled, "I didn't think you had it in you Ruffians?" He said taking off his boxers following the guys into the shower.
I chuckled sadly and looked towards the showers with pain, "I didn't think I did either."
Notes: I'll finish the flashback in the next chapter, thank you Lilnate03 for giving me all the background information on all the jocks, and Jerry. I hope I portrayed the characters right, I made Blake a little soft, like he was having doubt hope you don't mind. I hope you liked this chapter.
