Hello my dear lovelies. I'm so sorry for Alex. This is all I say. But If you remember this isn't the first time? And now you know that Jake is something far worse than….well, you'll see. Mm…God, what would the title be?AN: Bloody hell, I dunno what is up with but it is pissing me off.

Chapter 9: Pressure

Andrew squinted and closed his eyes as the doctor drew the blood from his arm. " Michael…" He said slowly, looking down at the sheet with his medical records on it," Haven't I treated you….with an Adrian Asher as well…yes, I have…oh you were such a skinny lad and look at you now, all big and popular."

"The name's Andrew…" Micha- Andrew sneered out, as the doctor finished drawing the blood, plucked the syringe twice and looked at him with croocked glasses and a mustace of something from a texas western.

"Oh…sorry then, it's just that…on your paper…" The doctor trialed off as Robert gave him a sad look and shook his head. "Oh…" The doctor coughed on and dropped the subject. He instead placed his hand to Andrew's head and sighed out," Andrew…I'm worried about you, you look rather…well….peekid….have you been taking your medication?"

"Not really" Robert cut in before Michael could lie.

"Well, I suppose that's the first thing on your list. We'll get you some medication and you should be feeling good as new, okay?"

Andrew sneered at the corner of his mouth, eyeing the syringe and murmuring a stalled "Mmmph" as an answer before sighing. Adrian Asher. Why did that name hurt to much?

Jake murmured, " I cut my fingers on this stupid ass glass piece and now it won't stop bleeding. Shane, get the hell away from those damn bagels, shut the hell up Larry before I dock your pay and I swear to god penny if you do now get the fuck away from that bottle of wine I will have your ass fired. I'm sick, I'm bitchy, and if we don't have a successful party tonight each and every one of you will be transferred to the Leons District, and you know how business flows there." He said the last part with sarcasm as his co-workers moaned with agitation. He heard a soft laugh behind him and turned around to see Andrew leaning with his hands folded under his chin on a piece of art work that someone has put there. " I see that you're feeling better"

"Hardly" Jake snorted as he clapped his hands and made his workers go away. As Andew beamed him a smile he turned towards him," And thanks, you know, for the whole sudden passing out thing. I've been doing that lately and…well, it's not fun"

"No problem, I had a friend that used to be like that, horrible situation for the kid" Andrew half shrugged as Jake continued walking, him following in tow. Andrew's brown eyes flickered down to Jake's fingers, which were tapped up at the moment with white tape and frowned," How did you cut your fingers anyway?"

He smiled sheepishly," Got into a fight…"

"With your boyfriend?"

"Roscoe, no, he wouldn't hit me. My friend…we uh…didn't see eye to eye on somethings, so he decided to smash a fucking bottle down on my hand" Jake looked down," I deserved it though…I really did. They don't hurt that badly" He moved his fingers around a bit, smiling weakly.

Andrew stepped forwards, completely invading Jake's personal space and took the hand into his own and looked at it carefully," How many times did he hit you with that damn thing?"

"Twice…" Jake lied. But what he had did to Alex was much worse.

Andrew frowned and then let go," You're quite the character Jake". He followed Jake into the back room once more, waiting for him to pour him a glass of water as Jake suddenly blurted out," What would you do if you hurt the only person in the world that still believed in you?"

Andrew took his time sipping his water before smirking," Jake, you can't hurt a person who believes in you."

Jake sighed," I mean….you know what I mean Andrew"

"I do" Andrew nodded. " What would I do exactly? I'd kiss them" He said it plainly," I'd kiss them and make them feel like if they left me now I'd die."

"That's horrible" Jake whispered.

Andrew shrugged," The person who did it to me did a wonderful job of it. It took me three years to figure it out, that all he had was just a game…" He trailed off in his own little world.

Jake pushed himself against the wall," Can I tell you what happened? Since we've become some what of secret sharers"

"Sure" Andrew blinked back the rest of his thoughts and leaned idly on the table," Shut the door though, those fans are starting to piss me off with their sudden fan girl and boy outbursts. One of them rippped my shirt yesterday"

Jake closed the door and then his eyes fluttered from the sudeen movement," I was with Alex on the floor….I couldn't keep down anything as usual…and I had kissed him…"

"I think you should lay back down" Alex whispered, holding Jake's back and rubbing it slowly. Jake simply staired out into the void of the bathroom and sighed out, murmuring something. Alex reached over to touch his arm and Jake's eyes glazed over, murmuring out "Mikey…" Sadly, in slow harsh whispers.

"I'm not your Michael" Alex whisperes a little harder than he should and it jars Jake out of his thoughts as he reaches over and grabs him by the colar of his shirt," But would you like to be?"

Jake looked down on the floor as Andrew raises his eyebrows," That's amusing, mental and physical seduction"

"I wasn't trying to seduce him…I was thinking of someone else…" Jake sniffed out slightly.

Jake held Alex's arms at his sides as he looked him up and down," You could be my new Michael"

"I'd never be your Michael" Alex sneered out," Jake, let go of me"

"Maybe I don't want to…it's sad Alexy, the way you pine for me everyday…like I can't see it in your eyes" Jake cooed softly," It's pretty adorable….wouldn't you love it if I paid more attention to you…" He trailed his fingers down his face," Really paid attention to you"

"Jake, stop. This isn't you"

"There is no me. That me, the real me, died 12 years ago" Jake snapped.

"It was horrible" Jake whispered," Horrible…"

"What happened?"

"I…"

Jake pushed Alex up against the wall, looked around, made sure the door was locked. Alex tried to move but Jake knew his weak spots, his writst throbbed under Jake's pressure as he licked his lips.

"I could've swore I'd never do that…not to him…"

Jake unzipped his pants….

"I didn't mean for it…"

He grabbed Alex's hair. " You want it so badlly…"

"It was a fucking mistake" Jake gripped onto the edge of the table as Andrew leaned over and touched his arm," What happened next…"

He shoved his head down," Then have it"

Jake's eyes snapped up," It was over as soon as it started. I didn't last long."

Andrew's eyes flickered with pain," How could…"

"I didn't mean it. I swear…I need my meds" Jake blurted out, covering his mouth as Andrew looked at him," No wonder…I should've known" Andrew shook his head," Don't worry, I won't tell…I had a friend that needed them as well. Jake, I say you go back home-"

"I wasn't done though" Jake whispered.

Andrew quirked an eyebrow. "What…?"

Jake sighed out. " Well…."

Alex's lips were red by the time he was done, wiped the corner of his lips with his tumb, Jake, backed into the corner, breathing ruffly, because who knew that that kid had so much wind power in him? Granted Alex ended up having an Asmatha attack during the whole seneario, but during all the flailing and gasping that Alex was doing Jake was trying not to rip at the seems.Alex's eyes looked dull as he reached out for Jake's hand, but Jake simply back away, about to throw up again because at this point the had no fucking idea what he was doing. Alex tugged him back by the collar of his shirt for a kiss, pushing dark strands of hair out of the way and breathing irregulary, because he knew he needed his inhaler but fuck that, he was busy. There was really nothing he could say…how he …Jake just sho…

Jake sucked on the corner of his mouth for a second, trying to focus on one object as Alex pulled him up off the floor, one hand gripping at his tie from earlier, the other one holding Jake's mouth in place. As they stumbled out of the bathroom, over to the bed, Jake's shirt half unbuttoned and shoes gone, Alex shoved him down on the bed, hard. He climbed ontop of him and sneered out," Jake, why'd you do that? You know I would've done it…but not like that…" He shook his head," So now…I have to do something to hurt you as well. Cause we're not gonna have the whole Michael senario all over again and have us habor feelings of bitterness for the rest of our life."He bit his lip and Jake stiffened, " We're going to settle this now"

Marco crossed his arms as Dylan scribbled down on a piece of paper intently and sighed. He held it up to Marco to see and he squinted at it, " Dylan, this is too hard! I give up" He threw the pencil down to the floor as Dylan looked at the paper with a quirked brow and smirked," Come on, you know this…."

They were studing for the test that just happened to be a team test. Marco squinted and snatched the paper," Okay, fine…D"

Dylan laughed and shook his head, drawing the little legs on the hangman that they were playing and snorted," I win. It said Ice Cream. How could you spell that wrong?"

"Hangman was always a shitty game" Marco pouted," It's racist…"

"Cause you're Italian…?"

"No, cause I'm black!" Marco snapped," Let's do our work. I want to get this over with"

Dylan sat back inside the chair in study hall and frowned at him, "Fine, you start us off" He pushed the papers to the side and folded his hands under his chin, making Marco roll his eyes," Don't do that"

"Do what?"

"Make that sexy smart boy face around me, you know I never liked that" He squinted in agiatation.

Dylan frowned," I am not"

Marco snorted," Bullshit"

"I noticed you've been curing a lot lately, what happened to my peach little boy?" Dylan said quietly," You're such a dirty kid now"

"I am not"

"Cursing, hot drag queen sex….yeah, you're not dirty"

Marco flushed a little, he was a bad boy wasn't he? He suddenly had the urge to climb on the table and scream out some rather raunchy words but held back because suddenly he had the feeling that he was being pulled into something he was not yet ready for.

Jake leaned up against the wall, eyes clouded and tears freely flowing. Andrew staied in his spot, biting the corner of his lips as he felt the sting of blood but didn' mind, it's not like it was his first time. His eyes focused to the floor as Jake whispered. " I tried to stop it…whatever it was…"

"Alex…" Jake moaned out, bit his lip, burring his hands into the sheets. He tired to look anywhere but the pale kid's face bellow him, bobbing up and down in quick motions. He wanted it to end, right then and right now. He was Michael. "Alex stt---sttop pl-please I don't- wanan…."

Alex stopped in mid flow and looked at him with pure black eyes. " What's the matter Jakey?"

"Look what happened now" Michael snorted, laying besides Jake and shaking his head," Look what you did. Jake, I swear, I really worry for you"

'I wish you'd just go away"

"No, no, since you stopped chasing me I have to chase you. Remember, you're the one who said we can't excape each other in our dreams" Michael snorted. " Besides, look at out little Alex, with his pale skin and dark eyes. Don't I look so pretty? I mean him?"

"Shut up"

"Isn't this everything that we dreamed of?" Michael snorted, " This is your version of perfection!"

"No!" Jake screamed, shaking Michael's words from him and yanking Alex away from him." No, it isn't" He shook his head," I'm sorry Alex….I'm so sorry…" He coughed a little as Alex snorted. " I wasn't done…"

"But I am.." Jake whispered, rolling off the bed clutching a blanket and going over to the table, assorted glasses and bottles of wine sitting there, all of which he stole from assorted transmission parties for him and Alex to dine on.

"Was there something wrong with me?" Alex yelled. Jake turned around as Alex moved closer," Aren't I what you wanted? Haven't I become Michael?"

"You will never be Michael" Jake sneered out, coughing once more. His eyes blurred as he sobbed out," You can't be"

"Jake, you're a sick fuck" Alex whispered, taking the champange bottle and smashing it down on his hand in one flush movement. Jake blinked at his hands, the glass shards painfully poking into his skin as he sighed and placed his head down on the table and whispered out " I know"

Jake looked up. Andrew smirked slightly as Jake leaned over the table and onto his arms," So that's what happened. And now I want to get so smashed that I can't breathe. Would you care to help me?"

Andrew raised his glass," I sure as hell can"

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