I never realized how much I loved Sora till he was gone. The hole that was left in my heart seemed irreplaceable. Nothing could fill the void of my beloved Sora.
Maybe I waited too long to tell him how I feel. He just got bored of waiting for me every day and decided to move on. But does that mean there was still a chance that we could be together?
I was lying on my bed, tears falling from my eyes to stain the pillow under me. It had only been a few hours since I found out and I already was crying my eyes out.
Other things had already ran through my head instead of crying. Cutting, suicide, and smashing my head off the walls a few times. But what would Sora say when he saw me with a bruise on my forehead or scars on my arm, or I he wouldn't see me at all? So crying was the next option. And I must say it isn't helping.
How could he do this to me? He must of known I felt something for him. Ok so Sora wasn't always the brightest, but if your friend randomly pulled you in to their chest and said sorry, you'd think something was up.
The one thing that really depressed me was that little voice that told me I actually had a chance was gone.
I sigh as I wiped the last of my tears from my face. I felt like such a wimp, that and like I could eat a whole cake. There wasn't much I could do anymore. I guess Sora was happier with… Axel.
I clenched my teeth from his name. Who the Hell does he think he is putting his arm around Sora. I swear to Gods if he pulls one piece of clothing off that boy I'm going to tear his head right off of that sexy body.
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I woke up the next morning. My body was aching and I felt worse than when I went to sleep. My eyes hurt too, probably from all the crying. Does depression always feel like this?
I pulled myself out of bed, giving up on showering and brushing my hair. I quickly changed my shirt, didn't want to look like a slob with the same shirt on as yesterday. Forget changing my pants.
I really don't know what I was going to do today. Nothing really to do. But I knew I couldn't stay in my house. I was alone and if I was going to kill myself I didn't want my mom to be the first one to see.
There is one thing that I couldn't get out of my head. Sora must be happy. There wouldn't be any other reason from him to date someone like that cocky bastard.
I stopped in my tracks. I was on the dock looking at the bent tree where we looked at the sunset. Why had I walked here? I must be tired because I swear Sora is sitting on the tree.
I walked closer, around the tree until I could see Sora's face. He didn't look very good. His eyes were only an inch open, he took very slow blinks every once and a while. There were dark bags under his eyes, his hair spikes were sagged, and he has the goofiest smile on his lips.
I raised an eyebrow at him. "Hi… Sora? Umm… You alright?" He didn't look like Sora at all. He never looked this bad.
He turned his head towards me and gasped. "Rikuuu!" He cooed, jumping off the tree and fall on that perfect ass of his. "Ouch." He groaned, a pout forming on his face.
I walked over to him, extending my hand towards him. I couldn't just leave him there. "Here, take my hand." He grabbed my hand and I pulled him up.
He wobbled as he stood on his feet, falling right in to my chest, his arms wrapped around me. My body tensed at the contact, my heartbeat picking up. He still did this to me, make me go nuts inside. "You ok?"
He started to laugh. That wasn't like Sora. He usually giggled cutely. But this was just… evil. "Rikuuuu… Heh, I fell." Ok, there was something wrong here. Sora wasn't so… stupid.
"Are you feeling ok, Sora? You're not acting like yourself." I felt his arms lower on my body. Whoa, getting too close. I liked it and everything, but this was not Sora behavior.
His laughter started to escalade. "Rikuuuu is so seeexyyy!" His hand found its way under the waistband of my pants. I jumped back. Ok that was too close.
He immediately fell to the ground when I wasn't holding him up anymore. Gods damn it; I knew what was going on. That little fucker, Axel, got my Angel drunk.
I had to close my eyes for a moment to relax myself. I had to take care of Sora first, and then I'd go after the douche. I bent down to the laughing Sora on the ground. Alcohol did not mix with him.
"Come on Sora. We're going home." I grabbed his arm and pulled him to his feet once again. I pulled his arm over my shoulder for balance.
He tried to pull away from me, but the alcohol must of made him weak. "But Rikuuu! If we stay here… I'll let you fuuuuck me." He cooed, a seductive smirk forming on his innocent face.
As tempting as that sound I pulled him forward, making him walk with me. I had to get him to my house quick before those suggestions become too tempting to me.
"I know you want to Rikuuu. It's been so long hasn't it Rikuuu?" His free hand pulled in front and cupped me. I slapped that hand away. I wasn't going to let him seduce me like this. Not when he was so vulnerable.
It was true I was a little hard. You can't blame me. He actually wanted me to fuck him and just talking about it made pictures fly through my mind. But that didn't give me the right to take his virginity. It better still be there.
"Sora, just shut up and walk." I was forced to be mean now. He wasn't giving me much choice. I pulled him closer. He was going way too slow. It was the afternoon; I had to get him home before someone sees him.
"Rikuuu! I don't need your help! If you aren't going to fuck me then let me go!" Sora tried to pull away from me, but I held him firm.
So I was starting to get a little mad. I blame Axel. I placed my hand on the back of Sora's neck and pulled him in for a kiss. I deserved a little something.
I pulled away when I felt his tongue run along my bottom lip. But it wasn't going to go any further than that. But that did shut him up. He didn't say another word for the whole walk.
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I tossed him on to my bed. Gods, we were finally home. I ran a hand through my hair. This was stressing me out.
"Rikuuu. I'm so hard. I need you." His hand ran over the bulge in his pants. I closed my eyes. I didn't want to do anything. But he was making it really really hard.
"Sora. Stop." I begged. I was starting to get harder. This wasn't going to end well.
I heard him moan. Oh Gods. But I wasn't going to open my eyes. I knew if I did, there was no turning back. "Knock it off." I ordered, hearing him moan again.
"Riku…" He groaned. "Nnngh…" I back up against the wall, falling down to the ground. I was completely hard. This throbbing was unbearable. Gods, why did we have to see with our eyes?
I opened one eye and the image almost made my cum right there. I smashed my head against the wall, groaning. Sora was not innocent when he was drunk.
"Gods Sora." Now that I saw it I couldn't keep my eyes closed anymore. I watched as he pumped himself, his hips bucking up in to his hand as he moaned my name.
"R-Riku… Uhh…!" He opened his own eyes and stared back at me, continuing his pumps. He sat up, slipping on to the floor only feet away from me.
He stopped his handjob and crawled over to me, his pants and boxers were already thrown across the room. He sat between my outspread legs. His hands fumbled his the button on my pants. I wasn't able to stop him.
This is wrong. I can't do this. He's drunk and he won't even remember any of this in the morning. "Sora. Stop it." I begged, but I couldn't seem to make my hand move.
The brunette stopped and looked up at me. His eyes were half closed. He was so drunk. It was my fault. I shouldn't of rejected his offer last night for watching the sunset.
He smiled at me before his eyes closed and he collapsed on my chest. I let out a sigh of relief. He fell asleep at the right moment. Well… maybe not.
I picked him up and placed him back on my bed. I pulled the blankets over his bare lower half. I smiled to myself; he always was adorable when he was asleep. I kissed the top of his head, before pulling back.
I closed the door behind me as I walked out of the room. Now it was time for revenge. That fucker was going to get what's coming to him.
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I found Axel where any jackass would be. At the bar. Probably the same bar he brought Sora to. I walked up behind him, trying to control myself the best I could.
Well that didn't work as well as I planned because I had already pulled him off of his stool by the collar of his shirt. "You're a little piece of shit aren't you?" I said through my teeth.
"What the Hell is your problem?" He asked, his hands wrapping around my own.
"I'm feeling nice today so I'm going to give you a warning. If you so much as hurt Sora again, you're going to be breathing through a tube." I threw him to the ground before turning and walking from the bar.
He deserved what he got. There wasn't a reason for him to get Sora drunk. Sora shouldn't even know what beer tastes like. He's too young and too innocent. As far as I know.
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I made it back home. I was tired. Hauling Sora home, and then going to show Axel who was boss. My muscles are throbbing more then when I woke up. This depression was really becoming a drag.
I plopped down on the couch in my living room. Sora had my bed so I had to take the couch. I didn't mind though. At least he was comfortable. That's all that mattered.
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