We Make Our Own Choices
Summary: Dil and Mark have been going out for three months. Things are going good until something happens, forcing Mark to realize that he is danger to Dil. Will he end it or will he ignore it? This contains slash... Please don't read it you don't like it... I don't like flames saying crap like 'Your story is sick' and crap like that.
Disclaimer: I can't believe I forgot to add this to the first few chapters... oops! Well I don't own and if you do sue me all you will get a piece of paper with phone numbers on it.
Warnings: Slash, harsh language, and some kissing between two dudes...
A/N: Yo yo yo! What is up? hehe well sorry bout the long delay on the chapter... I've been really busy! On to the story! Oh and this chapter is not beta'ed... I didn't want to keep you guys waiting any longer... hehe I'll send it out later...
"Tommy?" Dil yelled as he entered the house, Mark behind him.
"You are so dead bro," Tommy replied walking out of the kitchen.
"Why?" the younger one asks trying to be innocent.
"You were suppose to be home a few hours ago. You're lucky mom and dad had to go somewhere early this morning."
"That I am."
"So what's up?"
"Think I can lie about my age and get a tattoo?"
"Yeah, but I know this dude who knows this dude who will give you one."
"Cool, how clean is the place?"
"It's like any other tattoo palor, just the guy is way cool."
"Sweet, and how would you know?"
"I got one last year."
"Really? Do I want to know where?"
"Nooooo," he replied a little to innocently.
"Bad metal images... My eyes they burn!" Dil exclaimed. "Make them leave."
Laughing lightly, Mark whispered something in Dil's ear. Dil looks confused for a moment, then breaks out in a bright grin.
"I don't want to know what you just said to him." Tommy said grinning.
"Yes, you really don't want to know." Mark said snickering. "Done daydreaming yet Dil?"
"Shhh, just go to the best part." Dil replied distracted.
"Ahhhh, my turn for bad mental images!" Tommy yelled. "Where's Kimi when I need her."
"That sounded way wrong!"
"Dork."
"Fruit."
"How many times do I have to say this! I am not a fruit I am an apple! An apple damnit!"
"Tommy an apple is a fruit!" Mark exclaimed.
"Really? I thought it was a vegetable," he said looking creastfallen.
"Dumbass," Dil mumbled as he pulled Mark up stairs.
"Don't do anything I wouldn't do!" Tommy yelled.
"What wouldn't you do?" Dil asked from the top of the stairs.
"Nothing?" was his innocent reply.
"Righty, be ready in like twenty minutes! You're taking us to the dude."
"Yeah alright," he replied.
The two boys went into Dil's room, to hang out for awhile. Looking serious, Dil turned toward the other guy.
"I need to tell my 'rents about us," he said, nervously.
"That's cool, when?"
"I don't know, but soon. Maybe after the concert, that way I can have some fun before doing this."
"True. Come on I think your bro is ready, plus you should tell him about telling the 'rents."
"You're right I should," Dil said his voice shaking alittle.
"I'm sure they will be cool about it," Mark said putting a reassuring hand on his shoulder.
"Thanks," he said kissing the taller boy lightly on the lips.
"Anytime," the other mumbled, deeping the kiss.
A few moments they two broke apart and headed downstairs. Tommy was sitting in the living room, watching Fuse.
"Ready?" he asked, smiling.
"Yep, are you sure he's gonna do it though?"
"Yeah of course," he replied.
"Good," Dil exclaimed leading the two others out of the house.
They all piled in the car Tommy and Dil shared. Tommy driving and Dil and Mark in the back seat.
"Waiting for Kimi?" Mark asked.
"You know it," Tommy said grinning as Kimi walked up to the car.
"Yo guys!" she greeted climbing into the passenger seat.
"Hey," they replied.
Tommy started the car and started to drive. Smile Empty Soul's 'All My Problems' blasting through the speakers. Tommy and Kimi talking amongst themselves as Dil and Mark watched the landscape pass by.
"So," Tommy started tring to break the silence.
"Yeah?"
"What are you going to get?" Kimi asked.
"I don't know, maybe a dragon or a chinese symbol that means freedom," Dil replied.
"Sweet, sweet," she said.
The rest of the ride was in silence. About twenty minutes later they arrived at a place called, "Wild Side."[1] It was a little shop and had many pictures on the windows. The place looked a little dirty on the outside.
"Are you sure about this place?" Dil asked looking uncertain.
"Yes Dil remember I got my tattoo here last year," Tommy replied.
"Ok, whatever let's go," he said grinning.
The four teens walked up the little sidewalk and into the shop. Sitting behind a desk was a big bulky guy, covered in tattoos. Pictures of the different things you could give lined the walls. The room was relatively cleaned. The bulky guy looked over at the four teens and nodded to Tommy.
"Yo T," he greeted. "Here for another one?"
"Nope Arm," he replied. My bro is though."[2]
"How old?"
"Turning seventeen in a few months," he said.
"Cool, you're 'rents don't know right? I mean I could get shut down if people find out about me giving these things out to underage kids."
"The 'rents don't know."
"Good, come on back when you have decided." he said getting up and walking toward the back.
"Alrighty."
Tommy walked over to Dil and the others who were currently looking at the dragons.
"I like this one," Mark said pointing to a dragon wrapped around a sword.
"Tommy how much did yours cost?"
"He charged $50," he replied. "Something about hooking me up because I was friends with his friend."
"How much do you think this would cost?"
"I don't know, atleast $60."
"Cool."
"How much do you have?" Mark asked.
"I have about $150 on me right now."
"I should jump you and steal the money."
"Oh Dil how bout this one?" Kimi cooed.
"What is it?"
"It's a cute little butterfly!"
"Tommy I think your girlfriend has gone crazy."
"Me too," he whispered alittle to loudly.
"I heard that Thomas Pickles!" she scolded smiling.
"Damn it, see what you did Dil!"
"Fuck you, come on I picked out the one I wanted." he said grinning.
"What is it?"
"Wait and see, Mark come back with me."
"Alrighty," Mark said walking back with him.
Tommy and Kimi got comfortable on an arm chair. A hour later Dil came out of the room grinning. Mark following looking a little pissed off.
"Where did you get it?" Tommy asked noticing the little plastic covering wasn't visible.[3]
"Tell you later," he said smiling widely.
"How much?"
"He said since you were my bro and you knew the dude he was only gonna charge $80."
"Cool, did you pay already?"
"Yep let's get home," Dil said yawning.
The four teens left the place and headed to the car. Tommy driving again and everyone in the same sits. Dil and Mark were engrossed in a deep conversation, about telling Dil's parents. Tommy and Kimi both trying to keep their hands off each other.
"Yall wanna..." Tommy said looking back noticing the two guys sleeping.
Dil's head resting on Mark's shoulder, and Mark's hand holding him tightly around the waist. Both boys had a content look on their faces. Tommy poked Kimi in the shoulder and pointed to the two boys.
"Isn't that cute?" Kimi asked Tommy as he turned toward the front.
"We are so lucky no one was on the road," he said. "Or we would be hurt."
"Dumbass, are we still going to get something to eat?" Kimi asked.
"Yeah," he replied.
Fifteen minutes later they arrived at the mall. Tommy gently woke the sleeping boys up. Groaning slightly, glaring, and a few chose words the two boys got up. As they entered the mall they saw the two people that caused so much pain.
"Hi Kimi," they mumbled walking passed.
"Hey," she replied.
The four teens got their food and sat in a table toward the back. The four of them talking about nothing in particular. Dil turned toward Tommy and serious look in his eye.
"Yo T," he said.
"Yeah, why so serious?" he asked.
"Thinking about telling mom and dad on Sunday. You need to help me make a nice dinner."
"Ok, good luck."
"Thanks I'll need it."
"Well you guys done?"
"Yep," they all replied.
"Let's head home then."
Tommy, Dil, Mark, and Kimi left the mall and headed toward the Pickle's house. Puddle Of Mudd blasting through the speakers. Dil and Mark went back to sleep and Kimi and Tommy talking quietly up front. After about five minutes they arrived at the house.
They walked up the path and into the house. Dede and Stu were standing there, an angry look in their eyes.
"Tommy and you two upstairs. We need to speak with Dil." Stu said.
"Ok dad," Tommy replied sending Dil a concern look.
The three went upstairs to Tommy's room. Dil and his parents went into the kitchen.
"Dil," he mother said. "We just recieved an interesting phone call."
A/N: Oh crap who was on the phone? What was it about? Did the guy on the phone call his parents? Hehe you have to wait to find out!
[1] The name is from a tattoo place in Vegas... I'm pretty sure that is what it is called...
[2] Interesting story about the name Arm. I went to a concert on the 26th of Feb. And the bassist of one of the bands signed my friend's cd with the name Arm. His real name is Adam and I got his pick!
[3] There is a little plastic thingie right? I have never gotten a tattoo but I saw it on tv.
Review thanks:
Spice of Life: I love your reviews... And I think I did eat that tuna fish... I don't remember though... ::thinks back:: OW I have a headache now... Well yeah I'll talk to you on yahoo! You get a stuffed doll of Khleo Thomas doll thingie! Thanks for the review.
Benji's Riot Gurl: Sweet sweet! I haven't attempted to play the guitar in awhile... I have no clue where my mother put it... I should probably check the closet... hehe. I got a pick from the bassist of Smile Empty Soul. Nice people they are. Just saw them, Instruction and Moments In Grace in concert. Pretty cool. Well thanks for the review you get a bag of chewy chocolate chip cookies...
outlawoftorn: Thanks for the review. Your review was short and sweet too! hehe Well you get a box of donuts... hehe Thanks again for the review.
A/N: Well thanks to the people who review and/or read the story! You guys rock! Well yeah review! Peace...
Summary: Dil and Mark have been going out for three months. Things are going good until something happens, forcing Mark to realize that he is danger to Dil. Will he end it or will he ignore it? This contains slash... Please don't read it you don't like it... I don't like flames saying crap like 'Your story is sick' and crap like that.
Disclaimer: I can't believe I forgot to add this to the first few chapters... oops! Well I don't own and if you do sue me all you will get a piece of paper with phone numbers on it.
Warnings: Slash, harsh language, and some kissing between two dudes...
A/N: Yo yo yo! What is up? hehe well sorry bout the long delay on the chapter... I've been really busy! On to the story! Oh and this chapter is not beta'ed... I didn't want to keep you guys waiting any longer... hehe I'll send it out later...
"Tommy?" Dil yelled as he entered the house, Mark behind him.
"You are so dead bro," Tommy replied walking out of the kitchen.
"Why?" the younger one asks trying to be innocent.
"You were suppose to be home a few hours ago. You're lucky mom and dad had to go somewhere early this morning."
"That I am."
"So what's up?"
"Think I can lie about my age and get a tattoo?"
"Yeah, but I know this dude who knows this dude who will give you one."
"Cool, how clean is the place?"
"It's like any other tattoo palor, just the guy is way cool."
"Sweet, and how would you know?"
"I got one last year."
"Really? Do I want to know where?"
"Nooooo," he replied a little to innocently.
"Bad metal images... My eyes they burn!" Dil exclaimed. "Make them leave."
Laughing lightly, Mark whispered something in Dil's ear. Dil looks confused for a moment, then breaks out in a bright grin.
"I don't want to know what you just said to him." Tommy said grinning.
"Yes, you really don't want to know." Mark said snickering. "Done daydreaming yet Dil?"
"Shhh, just go to the best part." Dil replied distracted.
"Ahhhh, my turn for bad mental images!" Tommy yelled. "Where's Kimi when I need her."
"That sounded way wrong!"
"Dork."
"Fruit."
"How many times do I have to say this! I am not a fruit I am an apple! An apple damnit!"
"Tommy an apple is a fruit!" Mark exclaimed.
"Really? I thought it was a vegetable," he said looking creastfallen.
"Dumbass," Dil mumbled as he pulled Mark up stairs.
"Don't do anything I wouldn't do!" Tommy yelled.
"What wouldn't you do?" Dil asked from the top of the stairs.
"Nothing?" was his innocent reply.
"Righty, be ready in like twenty minutes! You're taking us to the dude."
"Yeah alright," he replied.
The two boys went into Dil's room, to hang out for awhile. Looking serious, Dil turned toward the other guy.
"I need to tell my 'rents about us," he said, nervously.
"That's cool, when?"
"I don't know, but soon. Maybe after the concert, that way I can have some fun before doing this."
"True. Come on I think your bro is ready, plus you should tell him about telling the 'rents."
"You're right I should," Dil said his voice shaking alittle.
"I'm sure they will be cool about it," Mark said putting a reassuring hand on his shoulder.
"Thanks," he said kissing the taller boy lightly on the lips.
"Anytime," the other mumbled, deeping the kiss.
A few moments they two broke apart and headed downstairs. Tommy was sitting in the living room, watching Fuse.
"Ready?" he asked, smiling.
"Yep, are you sure he's gonna do it though?"
"Yeah of course," he replied.
"Good," Dil exclaimed leading the two others out of the house.
They all piled in the car Tommy and Dil shared. Tommy driving and Dil and Mark in the back seat.
"Waiting for Kimi?" Mark asked.
"You know it," Tommy said grinning as Kimi walked up to the car.
"Yo guys!" she greeted climbing into the passenger seat.
"Hey," they replied.
Tommy started the car and started to drive. Smile Empty Soul's 'All My Problems' blasting through the speakers. Tommy and Kimi talking amongst themselves as Dil and Mark watched the landscape pass by.
"So," Tommy started tring to break the silence.
"Yeah?"
"What are you going to get?" Kimi asked.
"I don't know, maybe a dragon or a chinese symbol that means freedom," Dil replied.
"Sweet, sweet," she said.
The rest of the ride was in silence. About twenty minutes later they arrived at a place called, "Wild Side."[1] It was a little shop and had many pictures on the windows. The place looked a little dirty on the outside.
"Are you sure about this place?" Dil asked looking uncertain.
"Yes Dil remember I got my tattoo here last year," Tommy replied.
"Ok, whatever let's go," he said grinning.
The four teens walked up the little sidewalk and into the shop. Sitting behind a desk was a big bulky guy, covered in tattoos. Pictures of the different things you could give lined the walls. The room was relatively cleaned. The bulky guy looked over at the four teens and nodded to Tommy.
"Yo T," he greeted. "Here for another one?"
"Nope Arm," he replied. My bro is though."[2]
"How old?"
"Turning seventeen in a few months," he said.
"Cool, you're 'rents don't know right? I mean I could get shut down if people find out about me giving these things out to underage kids."
"The 'rents don't know."
"Good, come on back when you have decided." he said getting up and walking toward the back.
"Alrighty."
Tommy walked over to Dil and the others who were currently looking at the dragons.
"I like this one," Mark said pointing to a dragon wrapped around a sword.
"Tommy how much did yours cost?"
"He charged $50," he replied. "Something about hooking me up because I was friends with his friend."
"How much do you think this would cost?"
"I don't know, atleast $60."
"Cool."
"How much do you have?" Mark asked.
"I have about $150 on me right now."
"I should jump you and steal the money."
"Oh Dil how bout this one?" Kimi cooed.
"What is it?"
"It's a cute little butterfly!"
"Tommy I think your girlfriend has gone crazy."
"Me too," he whispered alittle to loudly.
"I heard that Thomas Pickles!" she scolded smiling.
"Damn it, see what you did Dil!"
"Fuck you, come on I picked out the one I wanted." he said grinning.
"What is it?"
"Wait and see, Mark come back with me."
"Alrighty," Mark said walking back with him.
Tommy and Kimi got comfortable on an arm chair. A hour later Dil came out of the room grinning. Mark following looking a little pissed off.
"Where did you get it?" Tommy asked noticing the little plastic covering wasn't visible.[3]
"Tell you later," he said smiling widely.
"How much?"
"He said since you were my bro and you knew the dude he was only gonna charge $80."
"Cool, did you pay already?"
"Yep let's get home," Dil said yawning.
The four teens left the place and headed to the car. Tommy driving again and everyone in the same sits. Dil and Mark were engrossed in a deep conversation, about telling Dil's parents. Tommy and Kimi both trying to keep their hands off each other.
"Yall wanna..." Tommy said looking back noticing the two guys sleeping.
Dil's head resting on Mark's shoulder, and Mark's hand holding him tightly around the waist. Both boys had a content look on their faces. Tommy poked Kimi in the shoulder and pointed to the two boys.
"Isn't that cute?" Kimi asked Tommy as he turned toward the front.
"We are so lucky no one was on the road," he said. "Or we would be hurt."
"Dumbass, are we still going to get something to eat?" Kimi asked.
"Yeah," he replied.
Fifteen minutes later they arrived at the mall. Tommy gently woke the sleeping boys up. Groaning slightly, glaring, and a few chose words the two boys got up. As they entered the mall they saw the two people that caused so much pain.
"Hi Kimi," they mumbled walking passed.
"Hey," she replied.
The four teens got their food and sat in a table toward the back. The four of them talking about nothing in particular. Dil turned toward Tommy and serious look in his eye.
"Yo T," he said.
"Yeah, why so serious?" he asked.
"Thinking about telling mom and dad on Sunday. You need to help me make a nice dinner."
"Ok, good luck."
"Thanks I'll need it."
"Well you guys done?"
"Yep," they all replied.
"Let's head home then."
Tommy, Dil, Mark, and Kimi left the mall and headed toward the Pickle's house. Puddle Of Mudd blasting through the speakers. Dil and Mark went back to sleep and Kimi and Tommy talking quietly up front. After about five minutes they arrived at the house.
They walked up the path and into the house. Dede and Stu were standing there, an angry look in their eyes.
"Tommy and you two upstairs. We need to speak with Dil." Stu said.
"Ok dad," Tommy replied sending Dil a concern look.
The three went upstairs to Tommy's room. Dil and his parents went into the kitchen.
"Dil," he mother said. "We just recieved an interesting phone call."
A/N: Oh crap who was on the phone? What was it about? Did the guy on the phone call his parents? Hehe you have to wait to find out!
[1] The name is from a tattoo place in Vegas... I'm pretty sure that is what it is called...
[2] Interesting story about the name Arm. I went to a concert on the 26th of Feb. And the bassist of one of the bands signed my friend's cd with the name Arm. His real name is Adam and I got his pick!
[3] There is a little plastic thingie right? I have never gotten a tattoo but I saw it on tv.
Review thanks:
Spice of Life: I love your reviews... And I think I did eat that tuna fish... I don't remember though... ::thinks back:: OW I have a headache now... Well yeah I'll talk to you on yahoo! You get a stuffed doll of Khleo Thomas doll thingie! Thanks for the review.
Benji's Riot Gurl: Sweet sweet! I haven't attempted to play the guitar in awhile... I have no clue where my mother put it... I should probably check the closet... hehe. I got a pick from the bassist of Smile Empty Soul. Nice people they are. Just saw them, Instruction and Moments In Grace in concert. Pretty cool. Well thanks for the review you get a bag of chewy chocolate chip cookies...
outlawoftorn: Thanks for the review. Your review was short and sweet too! hehe Well you get a box of donuts... hehe Thanks again for the review.
A/N: Well thanks to the people who review and/or read the story! You guys rock! Well yeah review! Peace...