Chapter 14
AN: Thanks so much again for your review, guest! So sweet as always! Oh man, Sora being into that rough S&M! Oh my, would that be a crazy twist! Haha! I hope you enjoy! ;3
Sora awoke from the floor, rubbing his eyes. The stinging ache around his neck was a grim reminder of the night before. He felt himself start to shake as he sat up and leaned against the foot of the couch, pulling his knees to his chest. How could he have been so stupid? How could he have not possibly known about what kind of idiot he was? He was so stupid for "falling in love" with Van…
Riku...he looked...sad? He looked so sad at the cafe, but Sora could be mistaken, couldn't he?
He buried his head in his knees, shaking violently now. He had true love all this time, didn't he? Riku, Riku would never do this to him. He'd never hurt him like Van did without any hesitation at all. Tears flowed out of him, not stopping anytime soon. He finally has snapped out of the lustful trance that Van had him in, and he can see clearly for the first time in a week. Van was an asshole. A lying asshole. And Sora...how could Sora have forgotten his love for Riku so quickly? How could that have even happened?
Sure, his love for Riku was slow blooming, but he did end up falling for him hard. What kind of shitty person was Sora, anyways? Who would leave their husband like this?
Finally seeing a clear answer, Sora picked himself up off the floor, his energy very low. Taking a deep and looking around the apartment to check for Van, Sora moved for the front door, gripping his phone in his hand. Let's go…
He crept to the front door and put a hand on the knob when suddenly-
His shirt was pulled backwards, yanking him away from the door.
Van stood behind him, gripping him with great force, "Where are you going? We haven't had the play date yet." He sneered and threw Sora on the couch.
Sora nodded vigorously, his tears stopping. "You're right, you're right."
Van shook his head, sitting next to Sora and pulling a cigarette out of his pocket, lighting it. "Kid, listen."
Sora began to shake subtly as Van plopped down beside him.
"I know you're probably thinking something like, 'Oh my god, this is horrible! Van is such a fucking shit head! Blah blah blah.' But look, I'm actually not that bad, okay?" He took a puff of his cigarette looking at the smashed tv. "At least I'm not as bad as everyone says I am."
"Wh-what are you talking about?" Sora took a big risk in looking up at Van.
"You know, the stories and stuff." He shrugged and sucked on his cigarette. "Ohhhh, big and scary. Torturing you forever, and all that." He shook his head and exhaled smoke. "Look, I'm really not as bad as they say I am. And to be honest, I only got as mad as I did because I think I actually have feelings for you."
Sora felt his heart pick up speed as he quickly looked away again.
"You're a pretty face and a pure heart. Pure hearts are hard to resist corrupting. And sure I cheated here and there, played with you a bit, blah blah blah," he leaned back on the couch and crossed his legs. "But that's just technical stuff and, I mean, I didn't expect this outcome. And I sort of boxed myself into a corner trying to make me seem halfway understandable."
Sora looked up at this fixated yellow eyes, "The lying?"
He shrugged and put the cigarette back in his mouth, "Yeah, I guess the lying. I'm not used to this feeling. That's all." He turned to Sora and gave him a snake-like grin.
"What feeling?" Sora asked, not sure if he should be scared or not.
"Look, I picked you up mostly to use you, but I stretched it out on purpose because I guess I just love fucking things over for myself." He shook his own and stood up quickly, grabbing Sora's phone from his small hands.
"H-hey!" Sora called out and reached a hand for his possession.
"Look, call your boy-toy and arrange a meet up with the four of us, okay?" He growled, throwing the phone at Sora. "I need to get out for a bit, just don't leave okay? I'll know when you do."
And with that, the front door slammed, and Sora gripped his cellphone in tears.
XxxxxxX
Riku laid on his couch, two out of the three purchased bottles were consumed last. His head was killing him and the sun was now coming in through the curtains. Mika still slept sounding in his room he used to share with Sora. Sighing at the thought of her sleeping in the bed that belonged to Sora, Riku sat up, rubbing his aching head.
Still wearing his clothes, he thought the easiest thing he could do would be to just slide on his combat boots, slip on a jacket and head to the store for some kind of relief.
He nodded to himself, approving the idea and did as he had planned, heading out into the snow with a light hoodie and some black combat boots.
The convenience store down the street was not too far, luckily enough for him. And in no time he was walking through the front door, the bell that announced his entrance, making his head even worse.
"Welcome!" A bright cheery voice beamed from the cash register.
"Mm." Riku groaned, making way for the pain killers.
"W-wait up!" The voice, growing distant called and Riku stopped in his tracks.
The sound of footsteps approached him and he turned around on queue to meet the bright blue eyes of long time friend Kairi.
"Riku! It is you!" She smiled at him, waving. "It's been a long time!"
Riku nodded, looking away. He really didn't want to start up a conversation with Sora's ex and Mika's cousin…
"What are you up to now a days? I heard you and Mika are actually pretty close…" She whispered the last part, leaning in.
He nodded softly, not wanting to admit the pain she's in, "I guess."
She smiled sadly, "Poor Sora, huh?"
He winced and looked down the pain killer isle, "I have to go and ge-"
"Hey, so my boyfriend and I were actually gonna have a party two nights from now and I think it'd be great if you and Mika could come." She paused and added, "I mean, or Sora. Whoever you're with at the time…"
Riku stared blankly at the painkillers just a few feet away. Why was she doing this?
"You plan on picking someone any time soon?" She snorted. "Saix has his bet on Mika, but I think you just won't ever decide."
Riku shoved his hands in his pocket, his eyes welling.
"Either way, I hope you can make me some money in this bet by just being you, huh? I mean you never seem to pick between her and So-"
"Jesus fucking Christ, shut the fuck up you stick figure bimbo." A raspy voice spoke firmly from behind Kairi, grabbing the attention of both Kairi and Riku.
They whipped their heads to the speaker.
Larxene stood, a hand on hip with a shopping basket in the other hand. She wore some different clothes than the uniform polo that Riku had seen her in last night. A fashionable oversized sweater, leggings and boots with a fur trim.
Kairi's eyebrows furrowed as she crossed her arms, "Oh come on, Larxene, don't you have some gay guy to try and get to have sex with you?"
Larxene snorted through her nose, grabbing something from the end cap and tossing it at Kairi, "Don't you have to double check that you made it out unscathed from your last orgy?"
Kairi clumsily caught it and took a glance at the box. She covered it up quickly but Riku could still see it. A pregnancy test.
Kairi screeched, "Ugh, why don't you just turn lesbian! You already look the part."
Larxene shrugged and looked over Kairi, "I just might. You've already touched all the dick in this town, and I wouldn't touch anything that's fucked you with a 40 foot pole."
Riku held back a stifled snicker as Kairi's face turned red. He could see her brain try to come up with a retort but clearly couldn't find one.
Finally she just let out a guttural, "BITCH!" And she stormed back to her register.
Larxene snorted and rolled her eyes, "Original, right?"
Riku smiled softly and nodded to her, "Thanks for that."
She shrugged and sashayed into the painkiller isle. "Don't mention it. I've been dreaming of the day I have a reason to knock her down a peg."
Riku smiled and followed her down the aisle as she took something from the shelf and tossed it at him. He caught it and looked at the box.
"For your hangover, homo." She gestured.
Riku laughed and shook his head, "How'd you know?"
She rolled her eyes and looked at him unamused, "Nobody buys three bottles of vodka and doesn't get a hangover the next day."
He let out a guilty laugh, shrugging and holding onto the medicine box. "So what are you here for, hot shot?"
She scoffed and grabbed a box of menstrual medicine, tossing it in her basket, "The bloody river flows once more. Can you believe that time of the month actually makes me less bitchy?"
Riku rolled his eyes, crossing his arms, "You? Well, you can't get any more bitchy, so it makes sense."
She groaned and put up an offensive finger, "Fuck you, homo."
He snorted and pushed her shoulder, let out an innocent and genuine laugh.
"Hey, Twinkle Toes," she turned to him, dropping her finger and putting her hand on her hip instead. "I was thinking...since it's that time of the month, and my bitch level changed to a nine from a ten, maybe I can be generous and offer you a one on one hang out with me?"
Riku was taken aback by this, raising an eyebrow, "You're not gonna try to rob me or something?"
She laughed hard, putting a hand on her chest, "Fuck no! I don't want any of your rainbow underwear or whatever."
Riku laughed along with before nodding, gratefully, "Yeah. That'd be cool."
XxxxxX
The little lunch spot that Larxene had led him to was a pretty small hole in the wall type of place. It was dark atmosphere and intimate with sports on in the background and an active and ready supply of alcohol, which neither of them were a stranger to at this point in their lunch.
Larxene took another swig of her beer, putting it in front of her, eyeing the bacon cheeseburger and the tub of fries that the server had just brought out, "Fuck, this food looks amazing."
Riku laughed, setting his beer down shaking his head at her, "I don't know how you manage to keep your figure with that kind of shit you eat."
"Fuck you, fancy pants, at least I eat." She snapped back at him, taking the burger with two hands.
"So," Riku leaned back in his chair, looking at the ravenous Larxene. "Have you spoken to Marluxia much in the passed, uh-"
"Year?" She asked, a mouth full of food.
"Yeah, I guess a year." Riku nodded taking another few sips of his beer.
"Nah," she shook her head. "Not that I mind. That Lance Bass totally bailed out on my whole life when I caught him." She took another bite of her burger, trying to chew. "Not that I was gonna stick around anyways. Just would have been nice if I could have gotten all my shit back before it got completely soaked in glitter."
Riku snorted at that, leaning his head back, "That's some real shit."
"Tell me about it," she shook her head. "But, speaking of real shit." Larxene shifter a serious gaze to a suddenly elusive Riku.
"What do you mean?" He asked, finishing off his beer.
"You and Sora, what the fuck else would I mean, dumb ass?" She rolled her eyes, shoving her face with some fries.
"What do you want to know then?" Riku questioned, looking at the soccer game going on on the tv as a form of distraction.
"Like, what the fuck did I miss?" She asked loudly, like it was obvious.
"Ah, well…" Riku thought back, scratching his neck. "I mean, Sora and I got married and it was great but…" He paused, thinking about where it went wrong.
"Then what?" She asked, a blonde eyebrow raised high.
"Do you…" He paused. "Do you remember Ansem?"
Larxene took a moment, as if she was trying hard to remember. Suddenly, a light bulb hit her and her face erupted into laughter, "You mean the old fucker with a cheap ass spray tan! Goddamn, what a dickweed. Motherfucker thought he was the sultan of the fucking body building gay club!"
Her laughter burst through the entire bar.
"I, well, yeah, him." Riku scratched the back of his neck now, looking away.
"What about him?" She questioned, hunched over her burger again.
"Things went sour with him recently and since then, there's been a big distance between me and Sora." He sighed, taking a lid off a new beer bottle. "Not to mention this neighbor girl who is an idol moved across the hall and basically pushed Sora away from me."
Larxene wasn't fazed, "What the fuck is a pop star doing in an apartment?"
Riku shrugged, "I guess she wanted to be closer to Sora. She liked him…"
"Fucking no shit. Everyone liked that fruit cake for some reason. I never got it." She rolled her eyes, chugging another beer, washing down a bite of burger.
"Well, anyways," Riku chose to ignore the negative comment about the love of his life. "She came onto me and Sora saw it. And he ran out and I wasn't able to find him until not too long ago. I saw him in a cafe with a girl."
"Holy fucking shit, Dr. Frank N. Furter, you're getting cucked so hard right now." She snorted and nearly fell out of her chair.
"Well, if I am, so is he." Riku defended himself, trying to act casual about it.
"Wait, what the fuck, you're not banging the neighbor are you?" She paused, her mouth hanging open.
"I-" Riku flushed red and shook his head. "No! We haven't done that but she kisses me a lot and at first I was okay with it...but...now I just-"
"You miss your hubby booboo?" She asked, surprisingly soft.
"Y-yes." He nodded, crossing his hands on his lap, looking down in shame.
"You fucked up, honey." She laughed and shook her head. "But you have to tell the bitch to hit the road and then go find Sora."
"It's hard because she-"
"Shut the fuck up about the bitch, dude." She groaned, rolling her eyes. "You can't get him back if you don't ditch the titties."
He couldn't argue there…
"After she's gone, the next step is to-"
Suddenly, Larxene was cut off by the sound of a ringing phone. Riku's ringtone.
He quickly reached inside his hoodie pocket and pulled out his phone.
"Holy shit it's Sora!" He looked up, wide eyed at Larxene.
"Don't fucking answer it!"
"Hello?" Riku spoke quietly, putting the phone to his ear.
"Fuck." She groaned and slammed her head on the table.
"R-Riku?" The voice on the other side answered him, sounding as though the name was foreign to him.
"Yeah, baby...it's me…" Riku tried to contain the excitement and the shaking in his voice. Sora sounds so sad...what happened to him?
"I-I need you to come meet me for dinner tonight…" Sora's voice was quivering.
Riku gripped the phone tightly in his hand, "Darling, where are you?"
"Please me-meet me for dinner tonight at Twilight Town's restaurant, okay?" The voice was getting quieter.
Riku gave up on asking and just shook his head, "Yeah...okay, baby."
"Please bring Mika. Please…" Sora let out a small whimper and Riku suddenly had the urge to burst into tears and fight at the same time.
Did this blue haired bimbo do this to him? Did she make him this way?
"Yeah, whatever you want, darling…" Riku paused and turned away from Larxene. "I love you, baby."
"I-" The phone crackled over the line before it continued. "-you, too…"
And the line went dead.
Riku pulled the phone from his ear.
"What the fuck?" Larxene glared at him, a cheek resting in her palm. "What the fuck happened?
Riku smiled and looked up at her, "I'm getting him back."