Chapter 3: Remember Fate Is A Bitch

: twirls: I am sooooo oddly happy. Like jumpy. Did someone ask me a question, I am kinda off lately. So um ja, I'm up to chapter 12 in writing and I have a headache from all the twists and turns and aoooowwwww ,ja. Read and be amsed. LOVVVEEE

Alex slowly walked out of the room, Jake's incessant cries and screams during the night were taking their toll on him, he needed to study and the way Jake was yelling, he knew he couldn't do it there. He decided to go across the hall and study with his friend, Ari, an exchange student when Jake's misty eyes looked up and he called out," Alex…don't leave me here like this…not alone…"

Alex wheeled around, caught. " I'm not leaving you" He lied, " I'm going across the hall real quick"

Jake nodded," O- okay"

Alex didn't come back until the next day.

Marco picked up his papers and shook off Dylan's stare, " Um, sorry, I'm a little bit clumsy"

"Marco?" Dylan asked, shocked. He began to reach out when Marco broke away, switching to his Italian accent," Excuse me…?" The accent was rushed out. " Whose Marco?"

"I'm sorry….you just, remind me of someone-" Dylan began when Ryan came running up the hallway, " Marco, Jimmy and Spinner called, they want to talk to you…and come on already, I have this bottle chilling in the…" Ryan stopped, looking at the guy next to him," Dylan?"

"Ryan?" Dylan asked.

"Marco?" Ryan glared.

"Ryan…" Marco sighed.

"Marco?" Dylan asked.

"Dylan…" Marco blinked.

"Dylan…" Ryan murmured, glaring.

"Alex Kapranos" Marco said, standing up.

"What?" Ryan and Dylan asked.

"Well, I got tired of saying you two's name…I uh…have to go, bye!" Marco said, running down the hall…and into a door. " Christ!" He yelled, falling over it again before picking up his papers and then running into his teacher, Tommy, again, who was then knocked into the wall. Meanwhile Marco then proceeded to flip over the stair case and slide down the banister.

"How does he do that?" Dylan asked, raising his eyebrows.

Ryan shrugged.

"Michael…" Someone tapped him on his shoulder, and since the kid was already in a paranoid state as it, it made him jump at least 26 inches higher into the air. He had been sleeping on the couch before being startled awake, so he just decided to get used to it." What?" He sighed.

"Class is starting and your going to be late if you don't haul yourself off the couch within the next 2 minutes" Robert said plainly, " The shower's running, hurry up before all the heat runs out"

Michael, groggily and tiredly kissed Robert on the lips quickly," You're the best" He whispered out, sleepily walking into the bathroom. As soon as Michael shut the door Robert ran over to the phone and dialed in a set of numbers, blindly, by heart.

"Hello?" Someone yawned into the phone.

"Yeah…it's me" Robert said quickly, pacing around the room with the cordless phone, he could probably ware down the boards if you gave him an hour.

"What's with the panicky voice?" They asked, rolling out of the bed and getting up to walk down the hall," What happened?"

"Jake" Robert sighed out and the other sighed," Jake happened…"

"So he mentioned that he saw someone as well?" They asked, confused," I mean, I know Jake told me that he had seen some boy that looked like Michael…well it was Michael…but…" They trailed off," How do they always do this? Can't they stay out each other's lives, I mean, it has been 3 years?"

"Exactly, Alex, when we said that we'd make sure this never would happen again…" Robert trailed off, knitting his eyebrows together in fustration," This isn't supposed to happen"

"Is Michael acting any different?" Alex asked, throwing the pillow from the bed at Jake's head, telling him to take up before turning to the phone.

"No, Michael-" Robert stopped, Michael standing in the doorway with a towel wrapped around his waste, soaking wet.

"Have you seen my black shirt?"

"It's inside the closet" Robert said, quickly, " Next to the black pants and pink tie…"

"Thanks" Michael murmured, rubbing his eyes and shuffling out the room.

"Hello?" Robert asked into the phone," Um…Michael seems fine…and Jake?"

Alex paused, shyly, looking at Jake on the edge of the bed, uneasily lacing up his sneakers. He caught Alex looking at him, a smile short lived before he went back to his laces. " He's not okay, not even close" He covered the phone for a second, coughing, before walking into the room and sitting down next to Jake, who finally figured out how to loop the laces together, but was now having trouble on lacing up his other shoe. Alex leaned down, phone balanced on his shoulders as he tied them," Should they meet again?" He whispered, Jake staring out of the window.

"No, fuck no" Robert said urgently," Never, not again"

Alex nodded to himself," I'm sorry, that was dumb of me to ask.."

"No, it's just that we can't allow this to happen…not again, not if we…want to keep them…happy" He paused, tired of this whole game of policemen as Michael stepped out from around the corner and smiled, curls bouncing and dark shirt firmly in place. He tilted his head to the side," Come on Robby, want to get some breakfast or something before classes start?" His cheeks were rosy and his eyes were warm, a vibrant color of green.

Robert sighed. " Are you happy Alex?"

Alex smiled. " No, not at all"

"Is Jake happy?"

"No" Alex shook his head," Are you happy?"

Robert looked at Michael and smiled," …no"