Gavrilo: (I just got lazy of typing your full name) Thanks! And Ryan is the least of the sadness! Hope you like this as well
Tears: (AKA forgetful) we're all getting old, and you may spork him, thanklies for the review
I know Autum and Lizzy would love to review, but are busy, so I hope they enjoy this as well. Okay, now remmeber the scene at the end of the final chapter? No…I mean the scene with Adrian and Mikey right before he died? Well this is like the prelude to it…right before it happens all over again, because you see, you're going to notice that Jake is acting different and that Michael is dangerously depressed…which means that someone;s getting hurt.
And who always gets hurt in my stories?
Michael, Yes I just spoiled you gusy, but it's true. So enjoy the angst oh and the party that is mentioned in here is setting up for the most sexually charged thing in this story ever,
Chapter 5: Sparks
Jake swallowed slowly, his voice cracked and his body rigid.
"My heart's racing" He whispered as Jake looked over at him, hardly moving from his head. His black hair, he dyed it black once he got there, a trick he learned from Michael, because he wanted a new look. It was cut so that it was up to his ears while his pink flushed cheeks focused on the ceiling above him and smiled a little bit," Of course, it should be"
He smiled at them," Michael"
"Jake" Michael smiled back.
"It's odd that of all the things in life, all the pain, all the drama, all the love and all the hate we somehow maintain the most abusive heartbreaking coupling on this earth?" Jake asked, watching to air swirl around them.
"No" Michael said with a slight gasp.
"Why?"
"Cause, Jakey" Michael laughed out childishly," We're extraordinary, remember"
Jake sat up and looked around the dorm room.
No Michael.
Just a snoring Remy who was screaming out profanities as usual.
Drunkenly he reached over and knocked the phone off the hook before blindly dialing in Alex's number," Want to go for a walk"
"I can't…like, get him out my fucking mind!" Jake cried, practically ripping his hair out: It's killing me-"
"I know" Alex nodded.
"What am I supposed to do?"
"Fight it?"
"Fight it?" Jake repeated," How?"
"I don't know, that's your issue" Alex shrugged," You're the one who pulled yourself into…this twisted song and dance-"
Jake flinched at the term as Alex continued," So now you have to pull yourself out of it"
"I'm not apologizing" Jake murmured.
"Of course you're not" Alex sighed, poking him in the chest, "You're too stubborn"
"I am not stubborn" Jake snapped.
"Yeah, yeah, sure. And yet, you're constantly putting yourself down due to the fact that the ying to your….yang is out there, hurt and alone because of you and even though you know you can fix the out come you refuse, ultimately tearing down whatever Decent non friend nerves that the two of you have left-"
"You know, I really get sick and tired of everyone hitting the raw nerve that is our friendship" Jake seethed.
"Oh, Jakey…Jakey Jakey Jakey…" Alex said, shaking his head," Friendship? Please try more like estranged acquaintance"
"Ouch" Jake muttered.
"I'm telling you the truth" Alex shrugged, and then he smiled a little," You know, there was always one thing that you never told me about you"
"That being?"
"What makes you tick?" Alex asked, glaring at him suddenly and poking a finger into his chest, "Because I'm dying to know what drives you for such destructive behavior" He poked him again," Are you one of those people who take pleasure from other's pain" He pushed him backwards a little bit," Are you purposely being like this or were you born this way?" He gave him one final poke until Jake was pressed against the ledge of the bridge that they were standing on, it was about a good 6 foot drop down to the bottom before the small little pond underneath them shown in the moonlight.
"I am not self destructive" Jake said, pushing off," Actually I am one of the most stable people that you'll ever meet-"
"Please" Alex rolled his eyes.
"I'm more stable than you!" Jake snapped, pushing him away.
Alex back down for a second, hurt and shocked at Jake's choice of words. But then he looked up, rushed right into his face and grabbed him by the color of his shirt," Well at least I don't go feeling sorry for myself, I faced facts and I know that what happened wasn't…it wasn't my fault" He stuttered the last part slightly, staring him down darkly," And I let go"
"Oh, no you haven't Alex! You hardly trust any boy now!"
"I trusted you, don't do this Jake, don't push me away like you do all the others." Alex sighed out, his grip loosening on his shirt, but Jake was still pressed against the edge of the bridge.
"Well, no one told you to" Jake said as he pushed off of Alex and flipped over the edge of the bridge. He fell backwards into the water. Alex looked down at him, surprised and then shook his head before heading back towards the campus.
Trent walked over to Adrian and patted him on the shoulder," Hey brother, what's the matter"
"I-" Adrian trailed off, spinning around and throwing himself into his arms.
"Okay…not the reaction I was hoping for" Trent said, hugging him back," But whatever"
Between sobs Adrian murmured out," Nate….I….he….we….wedding cake"
"Oh…" Trent said, "Why don't we sit down, I have a feeling that this may take awhile"
After he sat his hysterical brother down in the chair he glanced around the room in search of Nate but didn't see him.
"Nobody wants marriage" Adrian said dryly.
"Can you blame them?" Trent laughed.
"Look, your wife is a millionaire you are set for life" Adrian pointed out dryly, "Look at me, cold…and alone…and I'll be stuck with my 15 cats and 26 multicolored pot holders and then I'll end up winning the lottery ticket when I get 75 but loose it when I fall down the steps and break my back, but the cats break my fall and…" He trailed off, grabbing a glass but then going against it as he took the whole bottle and downed it.
Trent blinked at him," Depressed much?"
"Much" Adrian gurgled out.
"We're set" Trent whispered," You and me. You think I married her for looks? For charm? For love?"
"Trent!" Adrian said as he slapped him on the arm," You idiot"
"No, I'm a fucking genius" He corrected. " You know Adrian, its just the way you look at things"
"Whatever" Adrian said," It doesn't matter. The only true love of my life is gone"
(I write this part on an index card at 4:25 in the morning and I just felt like it had to be inside the storym that's why it';s slightly different from my writing than ususal)
Due to the incessant pitter patter of the raindrops on his window seal, Jake finally decided to get off his butt and probably do something creative. It felt odd when he did get those sudden bouts of inspiration because normally he'd giddily tell Mikey, who'd happily be subjected to whatever his twisted little mind had concocted at the time, but there was no one with him, he was alone, scared and confused because being the blind asshole that he was, he pushed everything that he loved away from himself.
And he was left in seclusion.
But being one to crash his own pity party he wasn't about to apologize. It wasn't who he was. And he could always ponder that fact, but why should the semi self loathing stop there?
He glanced over at the computer. He could simply write Michael a letter and he knew that Michael would come running back in an instant, it was just who he was. And while that agitated the hell out of him, the fact that Michael was so dependent on others, he was glad that he was. As he thought about it, he was lucky he had Michael to begin with, someone who always defended him, took care of him, supported him.
So why was he doing this?
He had no explanations, no reasoning incept for the fact that maybe, just maybe, in some twisted way he was just as lost and hurt as Michael was. Maybe Michael was the one in control all along.
Maybe all those years of friendship were just some dramatic ploy to lure him into some realm where love and life and the ever reoccurring thought of "Have I finally achieved bliss?" came into play.
Or maybe he just needed someone else to blame all of this on.
But
whatever the reason may be the main point was that this might be the
end. The final straw. His last mark against his own self. That he
supposedly jumped so far off the proverbial cliff that maybe good old
Mikey may not be coming and running back.
And that just scares him a little more that he'd admit.
Just as he was about to close his eyes, block out all the depressingly negative thoughts that were floating through his head the phone rang. He snatched it up and seethed into it darkly," Hello?"
"Calm down" Alex sighed out on the other end," It's me"
"Yeah, that makes me feel so much better" Jake rolled his eyes, "What do you want?"
"We need to have an emergency meeting now" Alex said quickly," Get all the boys together"
"Sure" Jake's voice sarcastically cracked out," I'll summon them with the magic horn"
"I'm serious!" Alex snapped.
"What the hell for? It's 2 in the am, plus, I was sleeping"
"You were pondering the many meanings of life and thinking about Michael, don't lie. I know you too well" Alex paused," And I told you what you have to do"
"And I told you I'm not doing that"
"Look, whatever, we can delve into your emotional issues later on. The dean just called me, don't ask why at 2 am because I don't know. He wants to throw a ball for the school, to live school spirit supposedly, and they're sending the girls from Miss Lery's School of Etiquette to be our dance partners" Alex blew a hair out of his face," And he wants us to coordinate it for him"
"God" Jake sighed, running a hand through his hair," When is this?"
"December 2nd, two months away" Alex replied.
"Then why can't we get the rest of the committee to do it for us then?" Jake asked, confused.
"He said that we show the most school spirit and that he'll be checking on us every now and then to see our progress"
"Round up everyone then" Jake said as he hung up the phone on Alex.
He rolled over, picked up his shoe and threw at Remy, who was in the corner snoring and yelling out profanities as usual. He woke up with a start and glared at him," I swear I-"
Jake held up his hand," Save it, shut up and get dressed. We're having an emergency meeting and you will not screw this up for me" He rolled out of bed and pulled on his shirt, which he had left ironed on the chair the night before, a nasty little trait he picked up from Marco.
Marco tapped Ryan's shoulder and whispered," I'm sorry " into his ear.
"Not now Marco" Ryan moaned, throwing a pillow over his head and burying his face into the sheet," Go bother Michael"
"He's not here"
"What? What time is it?"
" 2 am" Marco shrugged," 2 am and the second kid that's in my custody is missing"
"Don't panic, where could he have gone?"
"He couldn't have gotten to Jake, do you think he got to Jake? Because if he got to Jake he'll be in the hospital all over again and if he's in the hospital all over again people will get suspicious and if people get suspicious then they might try and take him away from me, and that means Tilly too…and if Tilly goes…" Ryan threw a pillow at him," Shut up Marco, come on just…get the keys and we'll go look-" Ryan stopped, Marco was already out the door. Sighing he rolled out of bed and hit the floor.
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