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A Flower
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Chapter five: A Glass of Water
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A flower lives
A flower gives
A flower makes
A flower takes
A flower loves
A flower grows
A flower wilts
A flower dies...
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A/N: Sorry this chapter took so long to put up!!! It got erased four times! Tnx for waiting, tho. It's been like... what? two months? And also, grand Thank yous to all those who reviewed chapter 4!!! I LOVE YOU GUYS!!!!!!!! oh, yea.... REVIEW OF COURSE!!!!!!!!!!!!! Anyone read Harry Potter here? then pls. read my fic "It's Dark and I'm lonely". Sorry about the crappy summary. ^_^ that's why no one's been reading it!
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Jamie woke up with a start that morning. He felt as if all his problems were washed away by John... John's blanket... John's smell... John's touches.
The boy felt new and alive! But something was wrong... as he streched and rubbed the morning glory off his eyes, he realized where he woke up. On the floor.
Jamie wondered but couldn't care less. Days have past and he knew he should have come back home at the institute... he missed everyone and everything there. But it will be hard to break away... to let go of the brotherhood. In his head he could see Bobby's goofy grin... Roberto's gentle and acheiving smile... Jubillee's angered face... and everyone else.
"Jamie... are you happy...?" a soft male voice broke his thoughts at the same time a pair of strong warm arms wraped themselves around him.
At first he was startled by the question... but now that he thinks about... he is. After what happened... he is.
"Jamie... do you feel safe?" again the voice asked, softer.
Jamie snorted inside... It was John... there was nothing to be afraid of. And why all of a sudden he would ask me this, out of the blue...?
"Jamie... do you want to leave?" The voice asked,scared... quivering... quiet.
Jamie's eyes widened at the question... how could he ask that...!?
Jamie forced his body to turn about face. he looked deep into John's eyes. He could smell his fear, lingering under his nose, ghastly embracing them both. All that in one stare. Jamie felt alerted by this. He tried to speak but all the words were stuck in his throat.
"Jamie, it's alright... i'll bring you home... right now if you want." John said, his voice breaking.
"John, i... i don't wanna... why did you... how could you... you ask me that...?" Jamie asked anxiously.
"Jamie... i... i... you..." John stuttered and decided 'twas better if Jamie saw his multiples' handiwork.
John extended an arm, pointing at the wall. Jamie turned warily. His felt a certain tinge of pain as he looked at the messages on the wall. Letters over letters... word after word... And on the floor infront of it were multiples who seemed to be asleep or unconsious. But still on the wall were messages like:
~He's gonna come and get us~
~He always wins...~
~Bobby Drake, make me cry, weakling~
~Roberto Da Costa, overacheiver... never acheived me~
~He will kill me...~
~kill me~
~me... kill me... he will kill me...~
Jamie was scared... what's worst was, he understood. He knew who he is and he knew what the messages were implying. What they meant to him.
The multiples started to disappear...
Jamie stood up and turned to face John.
"John... i don't want to go... my multiples i guess is reminded of something... noe they're afraid... very afraid." Jamie explained as best as he understood it. he finished just as lame as his explanation.
"But... jamie.... this can end bad..." John reasoned even if it hurt him, he had to... for Jamie.
"One day. Just one last day. please." Jamie cut him off. He pleaded.
"Okay... but one day..." John said.
"And night." Jamie continued.
"Alright." John said.
Jamie felt relieved. He still wondered to himself though... will he come back for him...? Will he claim him once again...?
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"WHAT!?" Bobby's eyes widened. "Professor, i know you can read minds, i just know you can!" Bobby heatedly pressed.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Drake. Jamie, is different. I do not know how i will get to tracking him down... don't worry. He'll come home, safely. He has to eventually." The old and wise professor X explained.
"But-b-b-but-- but--!! I... you... i mean.... the institute........ Jamie's family--!?" Bobby stuttered but still a word from the professor --"Stop."-- and he fell silent.
"Look, Mr. Drake, whenever i attempt to go inside Jamie's mind... i can't. Mainly because, it is blocked by a huge force feild of billions and billions of empti minds, in other words, Jamie's multiples. They keep me from infiltrating his head even in sleep. Sort of like a mosh pit of a rock concert." The professor said, his hand drawn to his chin.
"Th-thank you for TRYING!" Bobby sai and he cried himself back to his room and went on. He cried the whole night long. After sometime, he cried himself asleep. Thoug nightmares came.... nightmares plagued his head each night he woke up with tears burning out of his eye sockets.
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After the morning incident, Jamie thought he had the most perfect day. He, Todd and John were all hanging out in the living room having fun the whole day. Not much were seen by Pietro and Lance, but whenever they pass by their doing something irregualr and they'd usually be mumbling and muttering about going out... making out... and late dinners. Speaking of dinners, it was dinner time at the brotherhood mansion. Blob rung this little bell while calling out for the others. Todd hopped away, John walked alongside Jamie as he trotted behind Todd. After getting into their seats where Jamie was in the middle of Todd and John. His brown eyes skimming over the food served on the dinner table. Everything was swell until something happened... Jamie multiplied without even knowing it. Without even willing it nor hitting himself hard enough to force one out. The multiple stood a few feet behind Jamie's chair. Only when a shaky voice much like his did Jamie notice the multiple.
"Jamie... he's coming isn't he...?" The shaky little voice of his multiple came, inching closer.
Jamie, surprised by what just happened, rose up imedietly but still cautiously tried to take control of the situation.
"Umm.... Jamie....? Who is HE?" Jamie asked his multiple warily.
"You KNOW DAMN WELL who HE is!!!" His multiple said a bit panicked.
Within Jamie he knew himself who his multiple was talking about... who this HE was. And deep inside the thought if him coming back scared him alot... it makes the hairs at the back of his neck rise. He knew pretty damn well, that if ever he comes back... he will get him back. He will win. he always WINS!
"Okay... don't worry.... he won't come back, Jamie! I mean the professor said--" Jamie was cut of by his multiple who seemed to have a mentality of it's own.
"THE PROFESSOR SAID THIS, THE PROFESSOR SAID THAT! DO YOU REALLY THINK THE PROFESSOR WILL WIN AGAINST HIM!?" The multiple shouted more panicky this time. "THINK OF WHO HE IS JAMIE!! No... THINK OF WHAT HE IS!!!!!" The multiple shouted heatedly.
"Calm down..." Jamie barely whispered because he was subconciously starting to give in to his multiple... they have been inching nearer and nearer to each other the whole time that he didn't even realize he and his multiple were already face to face. He was still in deep thought. Then it hit him. He had accidentally let out the old him. This was him two years ago... when his father still reigned over him. his fayther still reigned over his life. He was a broken into little peices. Maybe that was why he got this power... so that god could rub it in his face that he couldn't keep himself in one peice. And even if he was broken he couldn't even try to collect himself. put the peices together and move on. He will always be that scared little boy he had always been.
"I'm... i'm afraid... i'm afraid Jamie... of him... of myself. being what i am... the freak... Jamie i... i..." His multiple whimpered sliding itno his arms and it was like an instict that Jamie wraped his arms around his multiple gently carressing it's back. He felt like his own multiple's multiple. The multiple sobbed and shook in his arms. indeed Jamie could feel the multiple's fear.
"Shh.... it's alright... it's nothing to worry about... we're tpgether on this... we're multiples.... we'll get through this" Jamie soothed.
They fell on the floor producing more multiples as Jamie was off guard. The multiples lay on the floor crying and whimpering, sobbing their hearts out like a helpless cub, orphaned.
The multiple looked up at Jamie who in turn looked down. Their identical chocolate eyes met, deeply searching within each other.
"I know he'll come...! Jamie, he'll come! Please... i'm scared........." His multiple whimpered.
Then abruptly he looked up at Jamie. He attacked Jamie's lips in one smooth move. He now laid ontop of Jamie who whimpered attempting to get away. The multiple held one of Jamie's wrists captive over his head and one hand was deeply buried in the dephts of Jamie's dark brown forest of hair. Since one of Jamie's hands were free he used it to try and push his multiple away. It was no use, the multiple just made himself heavier upon Jamie. Jamie started to panic more than he used to when he started to feel his multiple's erection. Damn... there was really something wrong with this picture! Then his multiple started to slowly vanish... slowly began to be transparent... and then... it was gone. He was gone. The multiple was gone. Jamie stayed still on the floor. He looked up to the ceiling, trying to process in his mind what just happened... he was trying to consider what just happened to him.
"Now taht's what i call twincest! And they say that about me and wanda.... heh." An arrogant voice said. Of course, it was nature, Jamie snapped his head to the direction of the sound. And there Pietro stood, leaning on the door frame looking mischeviously at Jamie. With lightning speed he was now ontop of Jamie whispering to his ear "Can i try?" over and over again.
He felt dirty as Pietro forced his tongue in Jamie's mouth. And even though Jamie struggled... he couldn't escape it. Pietro was much older and much stronger... much like his father.
But then he felt something wrench him up, throwing Pietro off. It was John. He looked up at the stern serious face of John.He was glaring at Pietro who was paralyzed with fear as he stared into the flames within John's eyes...
He seemed to have softened up a great deal as he turned to Jamie. He helped Jamie up easier, helped him get himself cleaned up and hugged him tightly. He whispered to Jamie "It's alright... it's alright... it's gonna be alright...." repeatedly. Jamie felt tears well up in his eyes... John had been so good to him... even now that he saw what happened. Even now that he ha dvandalized his wall...
"John... i don't want to trouble you... i'll leave.... i'll leave right now....! I promise, i never wanted to give you any problems... i tried... i really, i--" Jamie reasoned out crying.
"Shh.... you promised me one night... ONE NIGHT and i take you back. You're staying with me in my bed tonight. Okay, kid?" John said softly looking intently at Jamie's eyes, looking for a sincere answer.
Jamie was speechless.... He knew John didn't want him to leave but... he just..... well, let's put it this way, all he managed was a muffled 'okay' before burying his face on John's shoulder.
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Roberto missed Jamie like hell. He was getting himself drunk. He knew what happened of course. he overheard Bobby and the professor discuss what happened to Jamie. He still couldn't believe his ears when he heard what happened. it was as if his world was shattered. He had a brother in Brazil who hated his guts not only because he was a mutant but also because of who he is. Jamie to him was his only brother. forget about Tommy in Brazil. Fuck him!
Roberto at the lady bartender. She was beautiful. Blonde hair... blushed cheeks... short hair... blue eyes... just like......
"Roberto, you'd better stop drinlkin' yourself, y'know!" The bartender pressed him into stopping, scooping the glass away.
"Who the hell are you to tell me that...!?" Roberto exclaimed, his head spinning slightly.
"Why, sugar, don't you remember? Tabby? Now tell me, what is it...?" It was tabitha... it was alright. So Roberto decided to tell her.
He told her all about what happened to Jamie and how much he missed the boy and how cluless he was of where to find him. And that was why he was getting himself drunk. After his sad and enlightening story, Tabby didn't seem surprised.
"Honey, i know where Jamie is... he's at the brotherhood." Tabby practically whispered the last word, but Roberto was already desperate he heard every letter. He dashed out of the bar door in a sprint. He didn't even pay. Tabby smiled to herself. Heh, silly boy. Run....
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Jamie lied on John's bed... he could feel John's warmth... even though he's still in the bathroom. He could smell John... he was sureto miss everything... especially John.
"Jamie... about today.... umm... well.... i hope you get to sleep swell tonight, mate." John said, lying down beside Jamie.
Jamie was silent... he didn't really want to talk right now... so instead he just snuggled up to John. John didn't mind. He just wraped his arms around Jamie. But afte what seemed like hours, John pulled away and looked Jamie in the eye.
"Jamie... i... i love you, y'know that, kid?" John hesitantly said feeling abit embarrassed.
"I know... i love you too." Jamie simply said, a lazy smile spreading across his face.
"Jamie... i want you... you don't know how hard it is for me. Each night, i get teased with each soft touch... with each time we brush against each other... everytime i hold you in my arms." John explained. Jamie understood. His father "wanted" him too... he was used to being told this information. But with John it was different. Jamie felt there was nothing to say but there is something to do. Satisfy John.
He gave a small peck on John's cheek.
"Jamie... i..." John mumbled.
"It's okay... that rape wasn't my first. When i was young, my father he... well, that rape wasn't my first!" Jamie said, kissing John on the lips this time.
"But, Jamie, i..." John was intent on not doingthis, even though his body reacted and was practically shouting at Jamie to please continue.
"Shh... it's alright...." Jamie whispered, looking deep within John's eyes... soon their lips met. Jamie could feel John's erection... he didn't panick this time... not like he always does. He wanted this.
They both moaned in pleasure, crushing each other's lips, their tongues wrestling. John slipped a hand in Jamie's shirt. Jamie winced in surprise... this hasn't happened to him in awhile. He admitted it... that he's pretty stupid at thsi... probably this is his first time that he is willing, mind and body. Maybe because all those other times were forced. Whatever it was, he didn't know... nor did he care. At that very moment his only task was to please John.
John on the other hand, did everything hesitantly. He did what Jamie wanted him... or what Jamie knew he SHOULD do. Jamie gabbed hold of both his hands, placing them on both hips. John knew what to do of course... but he was afraid. But, it couldn't hurt. They were just touching, right? He grinded his hips against Jamie's and he let out a groan of pleasure. Jamie sqealed and tried to stay quietly as possible... just as he was taught once. Jamie balled a fist of flaming red hair and slightly tugged.
They laid there, John grinding their hips together as they kissed passionately... deeply, engulfing one another in indecent pleasure.
John was ready to take back what he had thought about the touching thing... he was aching to get rid of the clothing! He felt really hot right now and Jamie seemed pleased with himself... god, he could see John's huge erection. The view sent a shiver down Jamie's back. Jamie was never in the one in control... and John was so submissive... he didn't know what to do next.
"John... John it's alright. do whatever you want with me." Jamie said in hope that John would take over... and he did.
"hehe, i thought it wasn't ur first...? alrightly then..... i guess u've been screwed by someone older then, huh?" John chuckled sofly in Jamie's ear.
Jamie gave him a soft punch on the shoulder and pulled back. "And so...?" Jamie said slightly pouting a little boyish pout.
"Nothing, mate, nothing..." John said softly and continued to kiss Jamie.
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Roberto had finished grooming himself. It was as if he was gong on a date and he was gonna fetch his date or something. It was already around... 8:30!? wow. he'd just been drunk at six and NOW look at the time. He'd have to sneak out if he's still planning on getting Jamie back.
And off he went.
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"Jamie..."
A quiet voice was heard within the darkened room for one. A youthful brunette shot up as soon as the nightmare had hit.
No one understood.... no one can ever understand... he saw Jamie in his dream... screaming for help. Screaming for HIM. He was so weak... he was so worthless. Even with his stupid power he couldn't help. He watched it never endingly. Jamie's eyes were peircing holes on Bobby's eyes as he pleaded in a stare. His eyes... full of tears, the dephts of his eyes... tarnished. His innocence... stolen.
Stolen.
That was it. Jamie was stolen. They stole his Jamie. Just when everything was happy... Jamie was getting better in controling his powers and things were looking up... but still, there will always be a sick twist to everything. Like the time when he was in third grade, he won the spelling bee but his brother got his two fingers stuck together because he broke the ribbon and wanted to glue it together. He got another one from my teacher and was more than happy to give him another one... guess it's a somewhat happy ending altogether, right? And the time his all time crush until he and Jubes got together asked him out... he said yes, but then he found out she was in an Anti-Christ cult and he had to break away...
Everything felt stupid at that moment. He got up and wrestled his mind. He wasn't gonna let the professor see him broken and in tears and beg him to erase the memory of whatever happened to Jamie...! He needed it just as much as air. He fought his mind until he had won and a descision was made. He sat stiffly on the edge of his bed. He recalled all those moments when Jamie cried against his chest... When Jamie multiplied to paint the whole institute just 'cause he 'wanted to help.' He really didn't understand himself... and he knew that was why he needed someone who understands. Someone who can explain to him what was it that crowded his mind, what made him want to kick his own ass... what made him sick inside and out...?
Everything was empty... everything was wrong... at least it was to him.
After what seemed like forever and a bloody match a deciscion bubbled up. It was decided... he was gonna look for Jamie. He'll never lose hope! It has only been three days and surely, those bastards have fed Jamie! What he was afraid of is how he will find Jamie... He was very positive that Jamie will be found broken. He didn't even know how to tackle with emotions. He neve really did. All he knew was that it was like a river, and you just ride your boat as it floats to the flow's direction. Isn't that enough? There was no answer to whatever Jamie may ask when he gets through this.
It was all empty.
And with that he decided to search for Jamie wherever he is.
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The brotherhood mansion... Roberto stood in front of it. It was huge and broken dow. It was a very good example of a ghetto, considering the people who live in it. He walked closer to the door.
And he halted... right in front of it. He took a deep sigh. He raised his hand when suddenly....
Knock, knock, knock...
Just beside him was a pale and shaking Bobby. His eyes downcast. He looked like he was a patient who just found out he was going to die in a few months.
"Hey." Bobby croaked out to Roberto.
"H-hey." Roberto replied. He was awed and unsure.
"I'm looking for Jamie... i'm sure one of the brotherhood knows about those punks... right? Did you already know...?" Bobby asked, his voice breaking and soft. He was so vulnerable... even the gentle breeze can knock him down.
"Yeah... i know about that... Tabby told me he WAS here." Roberto said again facing the door.
Bobby's eyes grew round. He was right in outside of the door where Jamie WAS! but... how DID Jamie get there..!? No... the brotherhood didn't take him in to turn him into a toy!? What the hell!!!!???
He hurried his knocking making it louder and more audible.
Still no answer.
They were beating on the door until they heard a little song.
"Bras quat foi sela minimum.... (sori... got the song from a friend. it's french. I'm not sure how to spell them so i just did the way i pronounce them.)
Quetra fois non la maximum...."(okay... translation: Four hugs a day that's the minimum... four hugs a day not the maximum...)
They turned their heels to see a tall cajun man. he had brown hair and he had shades on.
"Hmm.... Jamie's frien's, oui?" The man asked in an amused fashion.
"uhh... yea." Roberto answered.
The man merrily chuckled. "Well den, i'm Remy. Come right in, " The Remy guy said, hospitally. (err... our english said so.)
All three of them came in.
"So Remy, where's Jamie...?" Roberto asked. Bobby seemed to have lost the ability to speak.
"Oh, upsteyrs, in St. John's room. Dat's vhere he's been sleeping ze whole time." Roberto froze... could this 'John' person be the one who's been... doing bad things to Jamie...? Bobby seemed to have become frozen also. Remy disappeared into the kitchen as the two scarmbled their way upstairs.
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Jamie's breath was heavy.. He buried his face on John's warm and slightly moist chest. John softly placed kisses on Jamie's head.
"Are you okay...?" Asked John, concern obvious in his voice.
"I..." Jamie started but trailed off earlier than you'd think.
"Did I hurt you...? I saw ters, Jamie, when i... entered you." John explained hesitantly.
"Oh.... it hurted at first... but after that, it's all good." Jamie persuaded John. However John was not convinced.
"jamie, i--" John was cut off the loud bang of the door being pushed open too hard that it hit's the wall beside it, bouncing with such force. Two teenage boys both huffing wildly and suddenly froze. They stared at the picture before them.
--Jamie with this John guy, both naked on the bed, and Jamie was being hugged and cuddled by the John guy...--
"ROBERTO!? BOBBY!?" Jamie squealed.
"It's not what you think!!!(*1)" Jamie cried out.
"Jamie... I know about what happened! We know about the rape incident!" Bobby and Roberto said at the same time. "It's gonna be alright."
But before anything could happen, a pain shot sharply through Jamie's chest. tears came out to dance around Jamie's fragile face. it dripped on the bedsheets.
"Jamie, this bastard... has he done anything else wrong to you...?" The teens asked in duet as John tried to calm Jamie.
"I... I..." Jamie stuttered. "John... Roberto... bobby.... i... i..." Jamie sobbed. The two teens hurried beside the boy to help calm him down, but nothing was working.
John patted him soothongly, but it didn't work this time.
"I zink dis vould help ze boy(*2)." A deep voice came, echoing with a french cajun accent. They turned to see the Remy with a glass of water.
Somehow... that was all he needed to calm Jamie down...
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*1: This line is so famous... please don't hurt me for being corny at this point. we NEED twists!!!
*2: Well... that's how Harle talked in Chrono Cross! And she's FRENCH! Y'know, Kurt's not so German! he dosen't have the right accent.
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A Flower
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Chapter five: A Glass of Water
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A flower lives
A flower gives
A flower makes
A flower takes
A flower loves
A flower grows
A flower wilts
A flower dies...
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A/N: Sorry this chapter took so long to put up!!! It got erased four times! Tnx for waiting, tho. It's been like... what? two months? And also, grand Thank yous to all those who reviewed chapter 4!!! I LOVE YOU GUYS!!!!!!!! oh, yea.... REVIEW OF COURSE!!!!!!!!!!!!! Anyone read Harry Potter here? then pls. read my fic "It's Dark and I'm lonely". Sorry about the crappy summary. ^_^ that's why no one's been reading it!
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Jamie woke up with a start that morning. He felt as if all his problems were washed away by John... John's blanket... John's smell... John's touches.
The boy felt new and alive! But something was wrong... as he streched and rubbed the morning glory off his eyes, he realized where he woke up. On the floor.
Jamie wondered but couldn't care less. Days have past and he knew he should have come back home at the institute... he missed everyone and everything there. But it will be hard to break away... to let go of the brotherhood. In his head he could see Bobby's goofy grin... Roberto's gentle and acheiving smile... Jubillee's angered face... and everyone else.
"Jamie... are you happy...?" a soft male voice broke his thoughts at the same time a pair of strong warm arms wraped themselves around him.
At first he was startled by the question... but now that he thinks about... he is. After what happened... he is.
"Jamie... do you feel safe?" again the voice asked, softer.
Jamie snorted inside... It was John... there was nothing to be afraid of. And why all of a sudden he would ask me this, out of the blue...?
"Jamie... do you want to leave?" The voice asked,scared... quivering... quiet.
Jamie's eyes widened at the question... how could he ask that...!?
Jamie forced his body to turn about face. he looked deep into John's eyes. He could smell his fear, lingering under his nose, ghastly embracing them both. All that in one stare. Jamie felt alerted by this. He tried to speak but all the words were stuck in his throat.
"Jamie, it's alright... i'll bring you home... right now if you want." John said, his voice breaking.
"John, i... i don't wanna... why did you... how could you... you ask me that...?" Jamie asked anxiously.
"Jamie... i... i... you..." John stuttered and decided 'twas better if Jamie saw his multiples' handiwork.
John extended an arm, pointing at the wall. Jamie turned warily. His felt a certain tinge of pain as he looked at the messages on the wall. Letters over letters... word after word... And on the floor infront of it were multiples who seemed to be asleep or unconsious. But still on the wall were messages like:
~He's gonna come and get us~
~He always wins...~
~Bobby Drake, make me cry, weakling~
~Roberto Da Costa, overacheiver... never acheived me~
~He will kill me...~
~kill me~
~me... kill me... he will kill me...~
Jamie was scared... what's worst was, he understood. He knew who he is and he knew what the messages were implying. What they meant to him.
The multiples started to disappear...
Jamie stood up and turned to face John.
"John... i don't want to go... my multiples i guess is reminded of something... noe they're afraid... very afraid." Jamie explained as best as he understood it. he finished just as lame as his explanation.
"But... jamie.... this can end bad..." John reasoned even if it hurt him, he had to... for Jamie.
"One day. Just one last day. please." Jamie cut him off. He pleaded.
"Okay... but one day..." John said.
"And night." Jamie continued.
"Alright." John said.
Jamie felt relieved. He still wondered to himself though... will he come back for him...? Will he claim him once again...?
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"WHAT!?" Bobby's eyes widened. "Professor, i know you can read minds, i just know you can!" Bobby heatedly pressed.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Drake. Jamie, is different. I do not know how i will get to tracking him down... don't worry. He'll come home, safely. He has to eventually." The old and wise professor X explained.
"But-b-b-but-- but--!! I... you... i mean.... the institute........ Jamie's family--!?" Bobby stuttered but still a word from the professor --"Stop."-- and he fell silent.
"Look, Mr. Drake, whenever i attempt to go inside Jamie's mind... i can't. Mainly because, it is blocked by a huge force feild of billions and billions of empti minds, in other words, Jamie's multiples. They keep me from infiltrating his head even in sleep. Sort of like a mosh pit of a rock concert." The professor said, his hand drawn to his chin.
"Th-thank you for TRYING!" Bobby sai and he cried himself back to his room and went on. He cried the whole night long. After sometime, he cried himself asleep. Thoug nightmares came.... nightmares plagued his head each night he woke up with tears burning out of his eye sockets.
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After the morning incident, Jamie thought he had the most perfect day. He, Todd and John were all hanging out in the living room having fun the whole day. Not much were seen by Pietro and Lance, but whenever they pass by their doing something irregualr and they'd usually be mumbling and muttering about going out... making out... and late dinners. Speaking of dinners, it was dinner time at the brotherhood mansion. Blob rung this little bell while calling out for the others. Todd hopped away, John walked alongside Jamie as he trotted behind Todd. After getting into their seats where Jamie was in the middle of Todd and John. His brown eyes skimming over the food served on the dinner table. Everything was swell until something happened... Jamie multiplied without even knowing it. Without even willing it nor hitting himself hard enough to force one out. The multiple stood a few feet behind Jamie's chair. Only when a shaky voice much like his did Jamie notice the multiple.
"Jamie... he's coming isn't he...?" The shaky little voice of his multiple came, inching closer.
Jamie, surprised by what just happened, rose up imedietly but still cautiously tried to take control of the situation.
"Umm.... Jamie....? Who is HE?" Jamie asked his multiple warily.
"You KNOW DAMN WELL who HE is!!!" His multiple said a bit panicked.
Within Jamie he knew himself who his multiple was talking about... who this HE was. And deep inside the thought if him coming back scared him alot... it makes the hairs at the back of his neck rise. He knew pretty damn well, that if ever he comes back... he will get him back. He will win. he always WINS!
"Okay... don't worry.... he won't come back, Jamie! I mean the professor said--" Jamie was cut of by his multiple who seemed to have a mentality of it's own.
"THE PROFESSOR SAID THIS, THE PROFESSOR SAID THAT! DO YOU REALLY THINK THE PROFESSOR WILL WIN AGAINST HIM!?" The multiple shouted more panicky this time. "THINK OF WHO HE IS JAMIE!! No... THINK OF WHAT HE IS!!!!!" The multiple shouted heatedly.
"Calm down..." Jamie barely whispered because he was subconciously starting to give in to his multiple... they have been inching nearer and nearer to each other the whole time that he didn't even realize he and his multiple were already face to face. He was still in deep thought. Then it hit him. He had accidentally let out the old him. This was him two years ago... when his father still reigned over him. his fayther still reigned over his life. He was a broken into little peices. Maybe that was why he got this power... so that god could rub it in his face that he couldn't keep himself in one peice. And even if he was broken he couldn't even try to collect himself. put the peices together and move on. He will always be that scared little boy he had always been.
"I'm... i'm afraid... i'm afraid Jamie... of him... of myself. being what i am... the freak... Jamie i... i..." His multiple whimpered sliding itno his arms and it was like an instict that Jamie wraped his arms around his multiple gently carressing it's back. He felt like his own multiple's multiple. The multiple sobbed and shook in his arms. indeed Jamie could feel the multiple's fear.
"Shh.... it's alright... it's nothing to worry about... we're tpgether on this... we're multiples.... we'll get through this" Jamie soothed.
They fell on the floor producing more multiples as Jamie was off guard. The multiples lay on the floor crying and whimpering, sobbing their hearts out like a helpless cub, orphaned.
The multiple looked up at Jamie who in turn looked down. Their identical chocolate eyes met, deeply searching within each other.
"I know he'll come...! Jamie, he'll come! Please... i'm scared........." His multiple whimpered.
Then abruptly he looked up at Jamie. He attacked Jamie's lips in one smooth move. He now laid ontop of Jamie who whimpered attempting to get away. The multiple held one of Jamie's wrists captive over his head and one hand was deeply buried in the dephts of Jamie's dark brown forest of hair. Since one of Jamie's hands were free he used it to try and push his multiple away. It was no use, the multiple just made himself heavier upon Jamie. Jamie started to panic more than he used to when he started to feel his multiple's erection. Damn... there was really something wrong with this picture! Then his multiple started to slowly vanish... slowly began to be transparent... and then... it was gone. He was gone. The multiple was gone. Jamie stayed still on the floor. He looked up to the ceiling, trying to process in his mind what just happened... he was trying to consider what just happened to him.
"Now taht's what i call twincest! And they say that about me and wanda.... heh." An arrogant voice said. Of course, it was nature, Jamie snapped his head to the direction of the sound. And there Pietro stood, leaning on the door frame looking mischeviously at Jamie. With lightning speed he was now ontop of Jamie whispering to his ear "Can i try?" over and over again.
He felt dirty as Pietro forced his tongue in Jamie's mouth. And even though Jamie struggled... he couldn't escape it. Pietro was much older and much stronger... much like his father.
But then he felt something wrench him up, throwing Pietro off. It was John. He looked up at the stern serious face of John.He was glaring at Pietro who was paralyzed with fear as he stared into the flames within John's eyes...
He seemed to have softened up a great deal as he turned to Jamie. He helped Jamie up easier, helped him get himself cleaned up and hugged him tightly. He whispered to Jamie "It's alright... it's alright... it's gonna be alright...." repeatedly. Jamie felt tears well up in his eyes... John had been so good to him... even now that he saw what happened. Even now that he ha dvandalized his wall...
"John... i don't want to trouble you... i'll leave.... i'll leave right now....! I promise, i never wanted to give you any problems... i tried... i really, i--" Jamie reasoned out crying.
"Shh.... you promised me one night... ONE NIGHT and i take you back. You're staying with me in my bed tonight. Okay, kid?" John said softly looking intently at Jamie's eyes, looking for a sincere answer.
Jamie was speechless.... He knew John didn't want him to leave but... he just..... well, let's put it this way, all he managed was a muffled 'okay' before burying his face on John's shoulder.
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Roberto missed Jamie like hell. He was getting himself drunk. He knew what happened of course. he overheard Bobby and the professor discuss what happened to Jamie. He still couldn't believe his ears when he heard what happened. it was as if his world was shattered. He had a brother in Brazil who hated his guts not only because he was a mutant but also because of who he is. Jamie to him was his only brother. forget about Tommy in Brazil. Fuck him!
Roberto at the lady bartender. She was beautiful. Blonde hair... blushed cheeks... short hair... blue eyes... just like......
"Roberto, you'd better stop drinlkin' yourself, y'know!" The bartender pressed him into stopping, scooping the glass away.
"Who the hell are you to tell me that...!?" Roberto exclaimed, his head spinning slightly.
"Why, sugar, don't you remember? Tabby? Now tell me, what is it...?" It was tabitha... it was alright. So Roberto decided to tell her.
He told her all about what happened to Jamie and how much he missed the boy and how cluless he was of where to find him. And that was why he was getting himself drunk. After his sad and enlightening story, Tabby didn't seem surprised.
"Honey, i know where Jamie is... he's at the brotherhood." Tabby practically whispered the last word, but Roberto was already desperate he heard every letter. He dashed out of the bar door in a sprint. He didn't even pay. Tabby smiled to herself. Heh, silly boy. Run....
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Jamie lied on John's bed... he could feel John's warmth... even though he's still in the bathroom. He could smell John... he was sureto miss everything... especially John.
"Jamie... about today.... umm... well.... i hope you get to sleep swell tonight, mate." John said, lying down beside Jamie.
Jamie was silent... he didn't really want to talk right now... so instead he just snuggled up to John. John didn't mind. He just wraped his arms around Jamie. But afte what seemed like hours, John pulled away and looked Jamie in the eye.
"Jamie... i... i love you, y'know that, kid?" John hesitantly said feeling abit embarrassed.
"I know... i love you too." Jamie simply said, a lazy smile spreading across his face.
"Jamie... i want you... you don't know how hard it is for me. Each night, i get teased with each soft touch... with each time we brush against each other... everytime i hold you in my arms." John explained. Jamie understood. His father "wanted" him too... he was used to being told this information. But with John it was different. Jamie felt there was nothing to say but there is something to do. Satisfy John.
He gave a small peck on John's cheek.
"Jamie... i..." John mumbled.
"It's okay... that rape wasn't my first. When i was young, my father he... well, that rape wasn't my first!" Jamie said, kissing John on the lips this time.
"But, Jamie, i..." John was intent on not doingthis, even though his body reacted and was practically shouting at Jamie to please continue.
"Shh... it's alright...." Jamie whispered, looking deep within John's eyes... soon their lips met. Jamie could feel John's erection... he didn't panick this time... not like he always does. He wanted this.
They both moaned in pleasure, crushing each other's lips, their tongues wrestling. John slipped a hand in Jamie's shirt. Jamie winced in surprise... this hasn't happened to him in awhile. He admitted it... that he's pretty stupid at thsi... probably this is his first time that he is willing, mind and body. Maybe because all those other times were forced. Whatever it was, he didn't know... nor did he care. At that very moment his only task was to please John.
John on the other hand, did everything hesitantly. He did what Jamie wanted him... or what Jamie knew he SHOULD do. Jamie gabbed hold of both his hands, placing them on both hips. John knew what to do of course... but he was afraid. But, it couldn't hurt. They were just touching, right? He grinded his hips against Jamie's and he let out a groan of pleasure. Jamie sqealed and tried to stay quietly as possible... just as he was taught once. Jamie balled a fist of flaming red hair and slightly tugged.
They laid there, John grinding their hips together as they kissed passionately... deeply, engulfing one another in indecent pleasure.
John was ready to take back what he had thought about the touching thing... he was aching to get rid of the clothing! He felt really hot right now and Jamie seemed pleased with himself... god, he could see John's huge erection. The view sent a shiver down Jamie's back. Jamie was never in the one in control... and John was so submissive... he didn't know what to do next.
"John... John it's alright. do whatever you want with me." Jamie said in hope that John would take over... and he did.
"hehe, i thought it wasn't ur first...? alrightly then..... i guess u've been screwed by someone older then, huh?" John chuckled sofly in Jamie's ear.
Jamie gave him a soft punch on the shoulder and pulled back. "And so...?" Jamie said slightly pouting a little boyish pout.
"Nothing, mate, nothing..." John said softly and continued to kiss Jamie.
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Roberto had finished grooming himself. It was as if he was gong on a date and he was gonna fetch his date or something. It was already around... 8:30!? wow. he'd just been drunk at six and NOW look at the time. He'd have to sneak out if he's still planning on getting Jamie back.
And off he went.
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"Jamie..."
A quiet voice was heard within the darkened room for one. A youthful brunette shot up as soon as the nightmare had hit.
No one understood.... no one can ever understand... he saw Jamie in his dream... screaming for help. Screaming for HIM. He was so weak... he was so worthless. Even with his stupid power he couldn't help. He watched it never endingly. Jamie's eyes were peircing holes on Bobby's eyes as he pleaded in a stare. His eyes... full of tears, the dephts of his eyes... tarnished. His innocence... stolen.
Stolen.
That was it. Jamie was stolen. They stole his Jamie. Just when everything was happy... Jamie was getting better in controling his powers and things were looking up... but still, there will always be a sick twist to everything. Like the time when he was in third grade, he won the spelling bee but his brother got his two fingers stuck together because he broke the ribbon and wanted to glue it together. He got another one from my teacher and was more than happy to give him another one... guess it's a somewhat happy ending altogether, right? And the time his all time crush until he and Jubes got together asked him out... he said yes, but then he found out she was in an Anti-Christ cult and he had to break away...
Everything felt stupid at that moment. He got up and wrestled his mind. He wasn't gonna let the professor see him broken and in tears and beg him to erase the memory of whatever happened to Jamie...! He needed it just as much as air. He fought his mind until he had won and a descision was made. He sat stiffly on the edge of his bed. He recalled all those moments when Jamie cried against his chest... When Jamie multiplied to paint the whole institute just 'cause he 'wanted to help.' He really didn't understand himself... and he knew that was why he needed someone who understands. Someone who can explain to him what was it that crowded his mind, what made him want to kick his own ass... what made him sick inside and out...?
Everything was empty... everything was wrong... at least it was to him.
After what seemed like forever and a bloody match a deciscion bubbled up. It was decided... he was gonna look for Jamie. He'll never lose hope! It has only been three days and surely, those bastards have fed Jamie! What he was afraid of is how he will find Jamie... He was very positive that Jamie will be found broken. He didn't even know how to tackle with emotions. He neve really did. All he knew was that it was like a river, and you just ride your boat as it floats to the flow's direction. Isn't that enough? There was no answer to whatever Jamie may ask when he gets through this.
It was all empty.
And with that he decided to search for Jamie wherever he is.
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The brotherhood mansion... Roberto stood in front of it. It was huge and broken dow. It was a very good example of a ghetto, considering the people who live in it. He walked closer to the door.
And he halted... right in front of it. He took a deep sigh. He raised his hand when suddenly....
Knock, knock, knock...
Just beside him was a pale and shaking Bobby. His eyes downcast. He looked like he was a patient who just found out he was going to die in a few months.
"Hey." Bobby croaked out to Roberto.
"H-hey." Roberto replied. He was awed and unsure.
"I'm looking for Jamie... i'm sure one of the brotherhood knows about those punks... right? Did you already know...?" Bobby asked, his voice breaking and soft. He was so vulnerable... even the gentle breeze can knock him down.
"Yeah... i know about that... Tabby told me he WAS here." Roberto said again facing the door.
Bobby's eyes grew round. He was right in outside of the door where Jamie WAS! but... how DID Jamie get there..!? No... the brotherhood didn't take him in to turn him into a toy!? What the hell!!!!???
He hurried his knocking making it louder and more audible.
Still no answer.
They were beating on the door until they heard a little song.
"Bras quat foi sela minimum.... (sori... got the song from a friend. it's french. I'm not sure how to spell them so i just did the way i pronounce them.)
Quetra fois non la maximum...."(okay... translation: Four hugs a day that's the minimum... four hugs a day not the maximum...)
They turned their heels to see a tall cajun man. he had brown hair and he had shades on.
"Hmm.... Jamie's frien's, oui?" The man asked in an amused fashion.
"uhh... yea." Roberto answered.
The man merrily chuckled. "Well den, i'm Remy. Come right in, " The Remy guy said, hospitally. (err... our english said so.)
All three of them came in.
"So Remy, where's Jamie...?" Roberto asked. Bobby seemed to have lost the ability to speak.
"Oh, upsteyrs, in St. John's room. Dat's vhere he's been sleeping ze whole time." Roberto froze... could this 'John' person be the one who's been... doing bad things to Jamie...? Bobby seemed to have become frozen also. Remy disappeared into the kitchen as the two scarmbled their way upstairs.
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Jamie's breath was heavy.. He buried his face on John's warm and slightly moist chest. John softly placed kisses on Jamie's head.
"Are you okay...?" Asked John, concern obvious in his voice.
"I..." Jamie started but trailed off earlier than you'd think.
"Did I hurt you...? I saw ters, Jamie, when i... entered you." John explained hesitantly.
"Oh.... it hurted at first... but after that, it's all good." Jamie persuaded John. However John was not convinced.
"jamie, i--" John was cut off the loud bang of the door being pushed open too hard that it hit's the wall beside it, bouncing with such force. Two teenage boys both huffing wildly and suddenly froze. They stared at the picture before them.
--Jamie with this John guy, both naked on the bed, and Jamie was being hugged and cuddled by the John guy...--
"ROBERTO!? BOBBY!?" Jamie squealed.
"It's not what you think!!!(*1)" Jamie cried out.
"Jamie... I know about what happened! We know about the rape incident!" Bobby and Roberto said at the same time. "It's gonna be alright."
But before anything could happen, a pain shot sharply through Jamie's chest. tears came out to dance around Jamie's fragile face. it dripped on the bedsheets.
"Jamie, this bastard... has he done anything else wrong to you...?" The teens asked in duet as John tried to calm Jamie.
"I... I..." Jamie stuttered. "John... Roberto... bobby.... i... i..." Jamie sobbed. The two teens hurried beside the boy to help calm him down, but nothing was working.
John patted him soothongly, but it didn't work this time.
"I zink dis vould help ze boy(*2)." A deep voice came, echoing with a french cajun accent. They turned to see the Remy with a glass of water.
Somehow... that was all he needed to calm Jamie down...
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*1: This line is so famous... please don't hurt me for being corny at this point. we NEED twists!!!
*2: Well... that's how Harle talked in Chrono Cross! And she's FRENCH! Y'know, Kurt's not so German! he dosen't have the right accent.
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