We all need a good laugh after drama, so I present to you: GAY DRAMA! In the words of Andy, prepare for angst, slash and perversion like no other. Lol, and HAPPY BIRTHDAY AUTUM WAOOOO!
Chapter 18: (No title for once)
Jake folded his hands inside his lap, a woman in front of him writing down a bunch of ridiculous shit on a piece of paper and him getting more bored and tired by the second," Jake, there's nothing wrong with you, NO mental illness, no substances inside of you…nothing out of the ordinary" She pulled her glasses off and squinted at him dryly," You're perfectly fine, you can go home"
"No…I mean…wait" Jake sat up, " There has to be something wrong with me"
She shook her head," No, none whatsoever"
Jake looked fucking shocked," I-"
"You know what I think?" She asked, getting up," I think you want to find something wrong with you so that way you can justify your actions."
Jake wrapped his arms around himself and leaned against the wall sadly.
"How long have you been sitting in here?" Robert asked as Alex woke up from falling asleep on the edge of Michael's bed and shrugged," I don't know, do you want me to leave or something?"
Robert shook his head," Um…no, wait, why are you even here?"
"I just wanted to see who the famous Michael was up close and personal, he's a nice guy you know, a little talkative but still nice" Alex smiled as he sat up a little and starched in the chair, his back popping painfully. He blinked up at him again, because people seem to blink a lot when confused and or agitated and asked," What are you doing here?"
"I'm here to see him…" Robert said dryly," Don't you need to be back at that boarding school or whatever you and Jake do?"
"Remy's got that covered" Alex shrugged. In fact, at that very moment Remy was telling the teachers that Alex and Jake were doing a very special report on the trials and troubles of being in a mental home, ultimately contributing towards their final grade and hopefully a scholarship, because Remy was now officially afraid that Jake would kill him.
Rip him apart.
And if he didn't by some miracle, he knew Alex would be more than happy to.
Yeah, he pushed the limits with that whole camera fiasco…oh well. He'd do it again.
Anyway, Robert and Alex were staring each other down, about to have another bona fide Remy and Jake debate like before, when Alex suddenly broke contact and looked at the floor," You look familiar" He squinted at the floor instead of at Robert.
Robert nodded, " Wait…whoa, you're Alex…that Alex…this…" Robert bit his lip," The kid from the news, that was you?" He sighed, shocked, he remembered that day.
He had been hanging out with Ryan, just the two of them, when there were police and ambulances up the block. He couldn't remember the age, it wasn't that long ago, maybe a year, or two? He didn't remember, just remembered breaking free from Ryan's grasp and running to see what happened.
They were at some sort of dorm, the police were talking with random people and students and teachers and then there was a kid, sitting on the edge of the ambulance, with his hands buried into his hair, his cheeks pink from tears, his hair a mess, and over all, he looked petrified.
Robert wandered over next to him and asked," Hey, do you know what's happening? Are you okay?" He was always a talkative person, and he was just dying to know what happened here. The boy looked up, sharp quick movement, teeth chattering and red eyes, and coughed, trying to speak but instead falling forwards into Robert.
Robert, shocked by the action, barely caught him in his arms as he petted his hair, confused and waited for them to say something.
They never did.
Another boy, someone with a bad attitude and a handsome face ran over and called out," Alex…Alex come on, get off of him, they want to ask you some questions…" The kid pulled him up off Robert and smiled at him before slinging an arm over his shoulders and pulling him away.
He could hear the weak reply of "Jake…" in a sad broken voice, but he couldn't be sure as they disappeared into the crowd
The sad kid looked back at Robert one more time.
"That was you? You were Alex, from that case…you were the…victim?" Robert asked, stammered.
Alex shrugged," Yeah…" He trailed off, unease at the fact that the memory came back into view so easily as he stood up and looked at Michael one more time and patted his arm," I'll see you later…" He paused, turned around to look at Robert.
Michael stirred a little. Whenever there was tension or distress it would always make him nervous of uneasy, and he knew since Alex was there, there was just too much emotion for anyone to handle. It was ironic that they had met before, but he knew, that in some way, that they had all met each other once, somehow, some way.
His ear's perked up a little as Alex talked. " I should…be uh…going…yeah…going…" He repeated it to himself as he began to walk away but Robert reached out and grabbed his arm, making him freeze in fear.
"Don't….please…don't touch me"
"You don't have to go" Robert murmured, Alex's breath growing shorter, and he looked around, for anywhere, anyplace to sit down before he collapsed, luckily, he didn't see anything and opted for Robert's arms and collapsed into them again. His cell phone in his pocket rang, but Robert knew he was out dead cold, so he went inside his pocket and picked it up.
"Hello?" He placed the cold metal object to his ears and waited for them to talk.
"Robert, what the hell?" Jake asked, on the other line, holding his bags in his arms and trying to get a taxi. " What are you doing with Alex's phone?"
Robert looked at Alex and sighed," It's a long…long story"
"Where are you, is he there, can I speak to him?" Jake stopped talking, spying a cab and had to jump in front of it. As the car swerved out the way he dropped to the floor, grabbed his ankle and yelled out in pain," My ankle…oh…" He cried out, rocking back and forth. The taxi driver got out the car and ran up to him," Kid, are you okay?"
Jake's eyes flashed, him groaning before jumping up and saying," Yeah, now can you get me to.." He paused, picked up the cell phone," Where are you?"
"At the hospital" Robert said dryly, " Room 526"
"The hospital, the one at the corner of 22nd and Fotch street, hop to it cabbie" Jake said, throwing his bags into the car and closing the door.
"Damn kids" The cabbie murmured as he closed the door as well and got in.
"Did you just fake getting hit by a car?" Robert asked, beyond shocked and amused.
Michael smiled a little in his sleep.
"Umm…maybe, look, Robert, I'll see you in a few, bye" Jake snapped his phone shut and Robert glanced at Michael and then at Alex on the floor," How does all the weird stuff always happen around you?"
Marco yelled into the phone," Come on over you guys, I need your help" He sounded desperate and Andy, Brian and Pete had nothing else better to do. A half hour later, because Andy was having an off day and decided that he couldn't find anything decent to wear, they ended up on Marco's couch with him pacing back and forth around them, Ryan shaking his head and Pete eyeing that cookie jar filed with Mrs. Del Rossi's finest, when Marco clapped his hands together making all of them jump, including himself. "My mom is a freak, you guys" He stated it plainly," For the next 22 hours, you will clean, sweep, wipe, dust and polish the surface of every plant, item and piece of furniture" He slapped the duster into his hands," You got it?"
"There's no way in hell I'm cleaning" Brian crossed his arms," This is what I have maids for"
"Rich boy's afraid to get dirty, awww…how cute" Marco teased him, making Brian frown and grab some latex gloves," Bring it on, Del Rossi"
Marco tossed them all different pairs of gloves and other cleaning accessories and sighed," Come on you guys, the faster we do this the faster I can get to my surprise…"
"Which is?" Ryan asked, leaning a little bit too close to Marco for Pete's liking.
"You'll see" Marco teased, wiping the duster in his face and setting his sites on the plant near the stair case.
Jake slapped his arms," Guess who?"
Alex sat up, and got scared because Jake was breathing in his ear, and moved backwards," Jake, what are you doing here?"
"They let me out" He murmured, some what angry, they were inside the hospital. Someone was behind the curtain, some body who was in a coma or something and Robert was laying in the chair, head in his hands.
"What are you doing here anyway?" He asked," Aren't you supposed to be at school?"
"Same thing I asked him" Robert pointed out.
Jake smiled darkly at him," Hey Robby…"
"It's Robert" Robert said dryly.
"Oh, it makes you sound so old" Jake said, casually, although he wanted to beat him up, and then slap Alex around for passing out in a hospital of all places, and then he realized all that pinned up rage wasn't healthy. He took a deep breath as Alex stood up, loosing his balance as he replied," To check up on Michael" He slipped forwards, not ready to walk and fell into the curtain reveling Michael's ghost like figure and Jake stood rooted to his spot as Alex scrambled around and slid the curtain backwards, but the link was caught, so instead it moved all the way backwards, revealing all of the bed. Robert glanced at Michael's sleeping form and then at Jake's shocked look, shoulders slackened before he sighed," Alex, come on and get in the cab…I…we have to get back to school…"
"But Jake…" Alex trailed off as Jake wandered over, right next to the bed, not looking at Michael, and pulled Alex and placed his arms around him," Take it one step at a time…" As they moved towards the door he nodded at Robert," I'm sorry…" He murmured" Take good care of him, please" And then they left.
Robert blinked.
Did he just give Michael away?
"Did he just give me away?" Michael thought, confused but somewhat happy to see his abuser.
"The surprise is that I got accepted into a school in New York with this writing gig, so I have to move out this summer…" Marco said while they were all scrubbing the banister.
"What?" They all asked, stopping dead in their tracks.
"Yeah…so how about those Yankees?"
"Yankees my ass, when were you going to tell us this?" Andy snapped, throwing a hand on his hip.
"Um….2 minutes ago…when I told you…" Marco said as they advanced on him, holding assorted tools of cleaning doom. Ryan poked him with the feather duster in stomach," So you're just going to up and leave us huh?"
"I have nothing going for me in Canada, eh" Marco said, covering his mouth," See, I say eh! I'm Canadian, and I wanna be a New Yorker and curse and be rude and party and run people over with cars…"
"You do that here!" Brian pointed out.
"But…I have an excuse to do it there!" Marco pointed out," And shut up, you're rich, you've been there like 20 million times!"
"So?" Brian shrugged," Though stop by the Pink Flamingo Bar at night and tell them you know me and you'll get free drinks…"
"Really?" Marco asked, excited.
"Yep…" Brian said," And they even have a VIP room in the back with stri-"
"Not helping!" Pete pointed out," Look, Marco you can't go, what about the kids, the kids need you!"
"The kids have my mom, Michael and Jake are big boys" Marco said," There's no reason to stop me"
"What about me!" Ryan asked.
"What about you?" Marco asked, confused at how this conversation is going,
"You can't just like up and leave me like this, after all we've been through, the skirts and the drinks?"
"What skirts and drinks?" Pete asked, crossing his arms.
"Boys" Mrs. Del Rossi said, walking into the room with some drinks," I made some Grape Juice for you…"
"You're clinging onto me like you're gay or something!" Marco snapped.
"I am damnit!" Ryan yelled.
"Maybe later…" Mrs. Del Rossi said, walking back out the room.
"Gay drama, woot" Brian and Andy said at the same time. They looked at each other. "Only I get to say that…" Andy yelled.
"No, I created it" Brian said.
They stared each other down.
"I don't like you" Andy sneered.
"Fuck you" Brian growled.
They stared each other down.
Pete looked at everybody, Marco was in shock." What, when were you going to tell me?"
"What the fuck type of straight boy likes to drink champange and wear skirts with you?" Ryan snapped.
"Screw you!" Andy yelled.
"Bite me!" Brian yelled.
"Maybe I will!" Andy yelled.
"Maybe I'll let you!" Brian yelled.
"Okay then!" Andy yelled.
"Then do it!" Brian yelled.
Pet blinked and sat on the couch.
" I thought you were overly femine!" Marco yelled.
"I'm gay as you are!" Ryan yelled.
"You're lying?"
"If I'm lying then how come we had sex in the hotel in Hollywood!" Ryan snapped.
"What the fuck?" Pete asked, standing up.
"Gay drama?" Brian and Andy yelled out at the same time.
"I said only I do that!" Andy snapped, shoving him.
"Well I said I created it!" Brian yelled, shoving him back.
They stared each other down.
Andy launched himself on Brian and flipped him over the couch, " I hate you!"
"I hate you more…!" Brian yelled.
They blinked.
"Make out with me!" They yelled at the same time.
"Okay!" They both replied!
Marco laughed," You've got to be kidding!" He shook his head," No…"
"Hello, Marco…we were drunk, and horney! I did you!" Ryan crossed his arms," So there!"
"What, how…why?"
"Because I have a fucking crush on you dumbass!" Ryan shouted.
Pete gasped.
Brian and Andy were gasping too, but it was for a different reason.
"Okay boys, now that you've settled down, here's your juice…" Mrs. Del Rossi said, coming into the room again.
" Well maybe I have a crush on you too!"
"You never acted on it!" Ryan yelled.
"Because I thought you were fucking straight!" Marco yelled.
"God…" Mrs Del Rossi moaned, walking out of the room again." Maybe later."
Pete stood there, " I'm right in front of you!"
"Pete, I like you and all…but…I…um…." Ryan trailed off.
"My eye!" Andy yelled out.
" Sorry!" Brian yelled.
"Fine then, you have to choose, right here right now, Marco or me?" Pete said darkly.
Marco looked shocked," Wait…I never…" He paused," Pete, your jealous because you think I'm better than you…"
"I know I'm better than you" Pete said dryly.
"What?" Marco asked, shocked and hurt.
"You're a shitty two bit writer living with your mom. I'm a fucking rich boy who travels the world and writes poetry…see the difference?" Pete asked.
"My leg!" Brian moaned.
"Sorry" Andy murmured.
" I'm gonna…" Brian stopped.
"My eyes!" Andy yelled.
"I told you to duck!" Brian yelled.
"Now come on Pete…" Ryan stopped. " Leave Marco out of this, this is between you and me"
"There is no you and me, ever since you met Marco I knew it was just a matter of time…."
"Till what?" Ryan asked, daring him to say it out loud.
" You'd leave me" He paused," Because Ryan, we all know you never know what you want!"
"Andy!" Brian yelled.
"Brian!" Andy yelled.
"Gay romance!" They screamed.
"Boys now this is the last time I'm going to….oh lord, Andy and Brian get off the floor and Christ, put your shirt on!" Mrs. Del Rossi gave up," Look, the juice is on the table" As she walked out the room she murmured "Gay drama"
" I know what I want, Pete, you just never gave it to me…" Ryan said quietly.
"No, it's because that you, the little virgin Ryan, weren't ready. But since Marco swept you off your feet you went fuck it, screw my boyfriend, let me do him…well fuck you Ryan, fuck you" Pete snapped, he walked out the house as Marco and Ryan stared at each other, what happens now?
" Alex!" Brian yelled.
"Brandon!" Andy yelled.
They looked at each other. " Sam Endicott!"
"Will you guys stop doing it on the floor and yelling out rock star's names!" Sarah yelled from upstairs, " We have homework!"
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