Sweet sex on a stick, god you guys, I have a headache, am blasting Jenny Was A Friend Of Mines from my speakers and it's 10:51 while I'm writing this, but like, I am so happy, for no apparent reason. Oh….shit, sorry dears, only 4 more chapters left, I know, it seems so short. But then there's the Epilogue, which will practically give all of you many tears and heart attacks and a few of you may want to bash me:please don't: So let's just get this little summary out the way shall we? Prepare for…another heated argument from Marco and Jake, more flashbacks of Adrian and Michael, including the whole "You don't want me, you really want Jake" senario, Jake wallows in self pitty and reflects on what he's been doing for the whole story and the past 10 years, destroying Michael. A little Dylan for all you hope clingers out there, a little Randy flirting, oh and…a baby? You'd have to see…and cookies to anyone who Remembers who Trent is. PS: No meaning to brag, but chapter 12-13 in the sequel is like…the best shit I've ever written.

Azury: You know what? You are like, freaking awesome, you know that? OMG, your review made me laugh and smile. And as a side note, the sequel is so messed up, twisted and confusing, I almost wanted to just end the story and trash the rest, because it was so…outrageous I thought that you guys would never believe it. In addition to that, after kicking myself and remembering that this is what the story is all about; the plots and twists, I might have to make yet another part to the story after the sequel, because there's just so much that is left in the air. I already have 12 chapters written for the new story and god, how and where do these ideas come from? On to your review: Of course Michael's shooting up, everything else is wrong with him, so I needed to fit him into that whole prostitute abused cliché. Adrian is such a sweet and loving person…you may not like the ending. :sigh:. Randy is freaking hot, and so is Marco, yeah, but that's not the reason why Dylan got with him.:HUGS: I am so glad you got the little spit fire back and forth between Remy and Jake and ugh, how I hate them both so much. You know, I didn't know you could actually hate your characters, but I just…do. Well…Michael and Matt's similarities were accidential because he was supposed to be just a filler thing, but you may be onto something. Randy…likes his…brothers:laugh: Hahahaha, very cute, you'll see about that later on. He wanted Jake to show Remy around for more…complicated situations…let's just say the "Right" people….heh, are more along the lines of someone in…let's just say…Michael's line of work. I love foreshadowing, that way readers can think what they want to think, but as usual :shakes fist: damnit, your right. Remy is going to be the polar oppsite to Michael, and that's why they ( Jake and Remy) Will form a more complicated friendship than Michael and Jake's. Twins? Lol, I'm not that twisted…yet. Speaking of boys and riding….heh, never mind. Yes, things are just starting to get worse, and go downhill. And you know when in my stories things go downhill it's a good thing…:huggles: Love ya like…uber much!

Enigmus:Yes,manny hugs and squees for you as well for figuring out my odd little game. I'm glad you loved the twist, this is what I;m here for. Don't make me blush! Awww thankies!

TearsOfEsctasy: Tahnks, I've noticed that too…hope you like this one.

Gypsy Prince: Lol, I have a strnge urge to call you Gavrilo Princip but I'll hold back, Thanks and I shall keep it up! Hope you like this as well.

BlackRoseOnFire: Or should I said Ffffire, lol, just thinking of Franz Ferdinand. Don't mind ne. Questions are okay. Remy is new, Randy is Dylan's boyfriend, Remy and Jake's game of confusion was to figure out who the other was without…talking much. Jake is with Robert at the hotel. Being confused is part of my plan. MEMEMEHAHAAH!

An I dunno where Lizzy is :glares: But I will sooo yell at her for not reviewing! Spanking!

Chapter 31: Bleed

Your not listening Why should I talk to you?
Why should I understand?
Why should I follow through?
Out of luck

Out of time

Out of hopelessess and sleepless nights

Ohh I'm, not asking for this,
Strange situation

Not asked for this

Drive vaccination

Not asking for this genius complication…

Jake ran into the house, sweating and looked around," Marco? Marco!" He called out, slightly panicked.

Marco, who was in the living room part of the suite with Andy, Pete and Ryan looked up slowly. "What is it, Jake?" He was beyond pissed with the boy.

"It's…it's…" Jake stuttered, looking down to the floor, crying a little bit.

Marco made no move to get up," Spit it out"

"It's Dylan…" Jake tried again.

Well, that got Marco's attention.." Dylan what?"

"He's here" Jake finally said.

Marco's eyes lit up," Really?"

"…with Randy"

Ryan pulled Marco down, he was trying to run up to Jake and smack him. He was always the bearer of bad news. While Ryan was doing so Pete smiled a little and asked," Where?"

"Downstairs in the main hall, there was this…party type thing for his little brother, Remy…" Jake tried to catch his breath.

"And what the fuck were you doing there?" Marco snapped, holding back anger.

"I was fucking socializing" Jake snapped back," I'm trying to do you a favor being nice to you-"

"Oh my fucking God" Marco said, standing up." You are so…selfish! Here I am, taking you into my goddamn house, feeding you, spending my goddamn money on you and you talk about you being nice to me? You disrespect me, burn down my fucking house and lie to my face and…you…oh…." Marco stopped short, becoming flustered. He fell back down onto the couch.

"Marco?" Andy asked, worriedly fanning him, "Marco, come on, wake up"

Jake ran a hand through his hair," Where's Michael?"

"With Robert, back room" Lizzie replied smugly,

Jake turned and went towards the back room.

"Michael, stop" Adrian said tiredly, holding up a hand and placing it to his chest.

"Why, do you think you're better than me?" Michael asked, trying to get closer but failing.

"Look, I told you. You can't have me, damnit" Adrian said, shoving him strongly to the floor. " Jesus, are you okay?" He asked suddenly, bending over to pick him up. Michael smugly kicked his leg out and made Adrian come falling to the floor. Michael grabbed his arm, pulled him tightly against his chest and tried to kiss him, but Adrian managed to put another arm between them. They stopped struggling, breath heavy before Adrian grabbed Michael's arms, twisted them behind his back and turned him around so that his stomach was pushed against the floor and Adrian was on top of him. " Why do you want me?" He breathed down into his ear darkly, "I know your hurting, I know your aching, but I'm not your resolve"

Michael pushed up and flipped him over so he was on top this time and shoved him against the floor," I'm not looking for a resolve, I'm looking for a fuck"

"Then get your ass on the street and make some fucking money" Adrian said, switching places again, staring the kid down.

Once again Michael resumed the top position," I don't want that"

Becoming pissed off, Adrian shifted back to the top, pinned his arms and legs to the floor with his body and smirked," A fuck named Jake" He knew he hit a soft spot when Michael glared at him. " You can't fucking have me, as much as you want to, you will never…ever…ever fucking have me. We will always be friends. Stop hitting on me. Stop ambushing me and finally" Adrian swallowed, "Stop trying to kiss me"

Michael's eyes flashed a strange color, not one of intoxication, not one of joy, not one of anger.

But the message was there.

Adrian rolled off Michael and decided he needed to get out of the house.

Michael remained on the floor.

'A fuck named Jake'

Jake laughed hysterically, though there was no one else with him, and looked over at Michael, who was wrapped sleepily in Robert's arms." You know Mikey" He said quietly, not waking the two as he played with the other's hair. "I really…really do love you…but loving you makes you sad, so why do I love you so much?" He paused, looking at the other.

His soft dark green eyes hidden behind a layer of black and blue skin.

His pale and dry red lips.

His flushed smooth creamy cheeks.

His dark fire red hair, the way it gently fell across the pillow and curled under his lip slightly, right under the drool.

And finally, his finger.

His finger where a pretty black plastic rubber band was, wrapped around his finger twice to the point of almost cutting off circulation.

He looked so…surreal.

So formal.

So deathly.

It was as if in the very moment he understood what he did.

What he was doing, all the damage that was done.

And it didn't make him cry, or weep, or sniffle, or whine, or wish to die, or hate anything, or smash anything, or break anything, or cut, or smoke, or become sullen or cold, or bitter.

It made him feel nothing.

The type of nothing that you feel when your mother, that you haven't seen in 4 years, calls on your birthday and asks for money, actually lies, to get cocaine.

The type of nothing that you feel when your father has been dead for years and nothing you do is going to bring him back.

The type of nothing that you feel when you know people have sacrificed everything for you and you still are on your own personal vendetta. One of destruction, one of death, of pain, of agony.

Sometimes Nothing hurts a lot more than something.

So he took a vow in that moment, shut his eyes real tight. And once it passed. He took off his tie from around his neck, threw it to the floor, unbuttoned his shirt slightly, picked up the tie and wrapped it around his hands, as if cuffs, before laying down on the floor, under Michael, and closing his eyes.

Nothing hurts a hellova fucking lot.

Dylan sat down inside a chair, bouncing Matt on his leg and humming slightly. "I always wanted a kid"

"And we could have one" Randy said, slipping his arms around his shoulders.

"You know, for someone who pretends to be dumb, you act pretty well" Dylan remarked as Matt's eyes slipped close.

"Who said I was acting?" Randy asked with a quick wink and a kiss on the cheek," What you get is what you see"

"What I see is my ex-boyfriend's kid pressuring me to make an appearance back into his life" Dylan sighed out, Matt's drool covered finger slipped onto his arm and he smiled slightly.

"What I see is a boy…no, a man, who needs to let go of his past and embrace a new star studded future" Randy said, tilting his head to the side.

"Says the boy who has a million dollar movie coming up"

"Says the boy who is dating the boy who has a million dollar movie that's coming up" Randy countered." If you want to see this Jake character, go ahead, there is nothing stopping you" He paused, smirking a little," Unless my little Dylan is nervous"

"Worried, not nervous. You don't know my Marco…he's um…a little insecure, and I don't want him to drown himself in ice cream after seeing me"

"Ice cream?"

"Long story" Dylan sighed out. "All I know is that for once…I just don't know what to do"

Randy gasped, " A first"

"I'm serious Randy"

"I know" Randy sighed," It's adorable when you get caught up in your little heterosexual dramas, however, there is one way I could help"

"That being…"

"A little blonde named Remy"

A girl with dark pink hair, dyed of course, came to a apartment and knocked but no one was there. "Are you looking for Adrian?" Some one asked.

She frowned, he looked slutty." Yes…"

"Well, he's not there…he's down at the hospital" The boy said, "If you want, I could give you whatever he was going to"

She made a disgusted face," No thank you" She held the person's hand next to her tightly

"Cute kid, yours?" The boy asked.

"No…" She trailed off, hoisting the little girl into her arms and covering her up slightly," Which hospital would that be?"

"Ummm…the general one, right up there" He said, pointing down the block. " All you have to do is go straight and make a left down at Cresent Street and you should be right there…he's in the emergency room"

"Oh…thank you" She began to get into her car when the boy came up to her window," Could you tell him that Trent said hi…?"

"Sure…" She drove off before he could finish the rest.

'Ohhh Adrian Asher you've done it now' She glanced at the baby girl sitting in the car seat next to her.

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