Cane swiveled on the stool a few times and to both Jasper and Henry's surprise, tears started pouring down his face. Normally, guys in general tried to control their tears and try and not cry at all, but Cane was literally blubbering to the point where Henry let his tense muscles relax instantly. Henry sat on the stool next to Cane looking at him with those giant caring eyes of his. Jasper stayed back a ways but had the same worry as his partner did. Cane's arm wiped across his face as he buried his head on the counter at a weak attempt to hide his face, Henry smoothed his hand over Cane's trembling shoulder. Cane turned his head sniveling. It was almost daunting to see, such, a, stereotypical looking guy so distraught. Henry bit his lip and then sighed.
"What happened to you?" Cane eyes looked somewhat surprised that Henry was asking, but he made an effort to regain composure. "…I never understood how I felt about…all of this." He glanced at Jasper and Henry. "When I was younger I simply asked people..Foolishly thinking they thought it was normal." He made a face that looked sunken and had seen too much for someone his age. "I got beaten up a lot…teased a lot, even though I still didn't get it." He had fully calmed now, and his face seemed sullen. "Then he came along, and I thought things would be okay…until he cheated on me, and not just that, he had decided he had made a mistake in his life and became one of the many guys who called me a fag, and caused unbearable scars." Cane shifted uncomfortably. "Seeing you two bothers me, because…you're like how we were." He sighed desperately. "I tried to run the same insults through my head as I had received and tried to death glare them at you, but…it felt wrong and hypocritical." Henry let his hand slip back to his side then, but he was troubled now and felt extremely sorry for the guy in front of him. He heard a clink and both him and Cane looked up, Jasper had set a six pack of bud light on the counter.
"You look like you could use a drink." He commented lightly. Henry's eyebrows furrowed. "Where'd you get that?" Henry asked critically. Jasper made a face but Cane had already broken the pack and was now, chugging, gulping, either way he was already through the can and heading for another. Henry didn't press any farther and instead deiced to explore this rare chance. They didn't speak; it was more a respectful silence. The pack was gone in a few moments. Cane ended up having three. Henry two and Jasper one, however Cane obviously was use to this, poison. Jasper was already rummaging for another pack. He clanked another onto the counter. Henry didn't really hesitate to take another, and neither did Cane. But Jasper's nagging conscience budded in and he wasn't sure getting that pack out had been the smartest move on his part. He was about to take the pack and put it back but Henry took it bringing it closer. "Uh Henry…" Jasper lifted a hand to take the pack back but Henry glared at him.
"It's fine Suunshine." Henry commented, he was obviously not all there in the head. A, half hour later, there were three pack ringlets on the floor. The drink count was up. Cane had hit six or seven now, he had lost count. Henry was up to about five. Jasper was somewhere in between. However there was a small problem. Jasper and Henry had never touched alcohol up till now. Sure Jasper's dad drank and they knew about the stuff, but only Jasper knew about the hiding place, and had never been tempted to get it out till today. So the scene was simple. Henry was half slumped on the couch, fully aware, but undeniably unaware, if that makes any sense. Jasper was on the couch staring at the ceiling, and making random science and math comments. Cane still sat on the stool, but moved to the couch as well, laughing, or chuckling, his drinking limit was suppose to be three, he had went over it obviously.
"Thanks..guys." Cane's voice was clear, it didn't slur, which is a rare feat for most people, however his voice was quite, sharp, not that he was angry. There was another silence, then Henry plopped down in-between Jasper and Cane. "Cane..I've..been thinking..if your..so confused…what..if..me and Jasper..just help?" Henry's voice was on the line of, not slurring, as so much as pauses, he had to think before he spoke because his mind had fogged up. Cane turned his head, confused, he understood the words, but it was abstractly."What..do you mean?" he asked holding his forehead. Jasper was looking at Henry with the same face. "We..could just..like..kiss you or something." Henry continued. Now Jasper's face furrowed then brightened in a instant agreement.
Cane however had a tad bit more sense due to his, drinking habit already. "I..don't think that's a good id- Cane was silenced as Henry leaned over already determined to prove a point. Cane had enough leverage and control on his mind to pull back, but, he didn't think he wanted to. Henry's soft lips made his mind scramble to every corner. He felt a hand messing up his hair, the other finding a place on his neck, and he knew had lost the chance to breakaway. Then came the other dilemma, he felt another prescience beside him, and he was instantly moved as hands came from behind wrapping around his waist. Jasper,was his single thread of thought before he felt somebody nipping his neck. He knew this was wrong, he had to stop these two before he, couldn't function rationally.
So tell me my fans, shall Cane have enough decency to stop? Or will going over his limit stop him from being able to prevent the inevitable? It's up to you guys. Sitting on a beach front hotel in Florida, enjoying the sun so make my day better and review.