Date: Fri, 6 Jan 2012 03:21:40 -0700 From: Max Anderson <firstname.lastname@example.org> Subject: loves a bitch-13 "...I...I'm moving...next week", he managed to get out before the water works exploded again. "W...what do you mean you're moving...what the fuck?" I tried to get off his lap but he pulled me back. "D...don't, please don't, just stay close to me", he cried. Wrapping his arms around me, he pulled me closer to his and sighed. His sobs were gone, now it was just whimpers. "Ok...it's ok, I'm not going anywhere but you need to tell me what you mean by you're moving...where, why, when?" I pulled his face close to mine and pressed my forehead against his, I could already feel the tears at pool at the corner of my eyes. "I'm moving to California, because my dad just got a promotion and his boss wants him in California..." He whispered so quietly that if we weren't so close I wouldn't have heard him. "...whe...when are you moving?" I whispered back. "In 7 days", he replied. WHY! WHY DO YOU HAVE TO DO THIS TO ME GOD! JUST WHEN THINGS ARE GOING GREAT YOU GO AND YOU SHIT ON IT, YOU MAKE MY LIFE SHITTY. YOU RUIN EVERYGOOD THING THAT EVER HAPPEN TO ME...FIRST MY DAD, THEN STILES NOW MY FUCKING BOYFRIEND, MY LIFE, MY CRUSH EVER SINCE I COULD SPEAK, MY SHARK! I didn't know what to do, say or think so I did what I do best...ran, I ran upstairs to my room and quickly grabbed the razor on my bedside table. Before I could make an incision on my wrist, someone grab it from my hands...what the fuck. "Hey...give it back", I screamed and reach to grab for it. But I just ended up cutting my finger, to deep gashes on my index and middle finger. "DONT!" Braeden growled and snapped the razor in two; I noticed he had cut on his hands too. I looked down at the bloody mess on my hands and pressed hard on it causing it to bleed more...fuck I needed the pain, pain I could control or else the pain from Braeden leaving me was going to swallow me whole. "STOP IT, GODAMMIT. WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU, ARE YOU CRAZY?" He's never yelled at me liked that before, it scared me. He grabbed my hands and held them away from me. Looking down at them, his tears fell on my palm. The salty tears stung my wounds. "you can't leave me...I love you...I...I need you, more than you'll ever know" I cried, sobs wracked through my body, I slid on his lap and pressed my body close to his, pulling my hands out of his grasp and wrapping it around his neck, not caring if I covered his neck in my blood. "I...I don't want to leave you baby, god I need you too. It hurts so much, my chest hurts when I think about leaving you", he pressed his face against my neck and sighed. "You can't leave...you can't leave me, I swear I'll lock you up in my basement...I'll go all Stephen King's Misery on your ass Shark. I'm not letting you go...fuck your parents, you're mine", I wrapped my legs around his waist and leaned on his chest. His back resting on the headboard of bed, he rubbed my sides. "haha, oh god I love you so much...but there's nothing I can do baby...I'm only 17, and they are my guardians so whatever they say goes...FUCK THIS IS SO NOT FAIR, I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS!", HE groaned. "Will I ever see you again?" I started crying, knowing I may never see shark again made my head and chest hurt. "Of course you will...it's only for a year, then I'll come back for my baby", he smiled weakly, brushing my hair out of my eyes. God I didn't want him to leave, I love the fucking shit out of him. "Will you...will you fuck me...I mean before you leave", I whispered looking down and playing with the strings on his pyjama bottoms. "No..."He replied. Ouch REJECTED...ya you just got rejected, RE-JE-CTED REJECTED! I totally hear my mind making fun of me. Why did he say no? "No...Do...don't you want me...I mean I thought you loved me...don't you love me?" I asked still looking down. "I love you more than anything in the world...god I love you so much, it drives me crazy, it's frustrating how much I love you. I love you more than myself, hell more than life it's self". THEN WHY WON'T YOU FUCK ME?! "Then why won't you fuck me?" He placed his finger under my chin-the blood on his fingers where now dried-and pulled my chin up "I won't fuck you Bryson, I'll make love to you...you're my lover, my partner, my life...not some guy I had fling with". He said firmly. Hot damn TINGLES from head to toe! "Hehehe..."I giggled...I fucking giggled! Men I'm such a loser. "God you're cute! You drive me crazy Bryson" he kissed my forehead and smiled. "I love you Braeden so much and I'm going to miss you more" I bit down hard on my lip to prevent myself from crying, but just looking at him and knowing that I won't get to see him for a whole year hit me and I burst into tears. "Oh baby, don't cry please for me...don't cry, you're going to make me cry" his voice wavered. "I'm so sorry, I just can't believe it...my shark's not going to be with me for a whole year. What am I going to do, you're my saviour remember, how can I survive without my saviour?" I sobbed. "Shhh, we'll figure that out later for now, let's just lay together...let me make love to you, let's forget about the future and focus on the present...ME and YOU love", he whispered pulling my face towards his, our lips met...FIREWORKS? Oh yea. Our tongue collided in a battle for domination and he...obviously won. I felt his arms snaked around my waist and pull me close to him, his thick erection poked at my backside. I squirmed on top of him. "Stop Bry...I'm going to cum if you keep that up" he panted breathlessly. He was really turned on and leaking like a faulty faucet, the wet spot on the front of his pants soaked my sweat pants too. Men he's a leaker! I helped him pull his pants down, then pulled mine of too, his dick slapped against my ass. I giggle like a school girl and straddled him again. He slid down on the bed, so his back was lying down on it. "You ready baby?" he was still panting. I nodded and lined his dick against my hole, we didn't need lube; his precum was so much, it was dripping down his hard shaft. I took a deep breath and sat back down on his dick, I felt a pop and then pain...PAIN! It hurt so much; I cried out and felt tears pool at the corner of my eyes. This pain was excruciating because he was not only long but fucking thick as hell. "I'm taking it out, I'm hurting you", he started to pull out, when I panicked and did the only think I could think of to stop him. I sat down and took the whole thing in me. It felt like someone shoves a beer can up my ass, and motherfucker did it hurt! "Please no...Don't if you do it'll hurt more, just don't move lemme get used to it first" I cried, digging my fingers into his Pecs. "ok...but please don't move, you're so fucking tight, wet and hot, if you move I'm going to come inside you Bry and you digging you finger into me isn't really helping either", he hissed. "oh sorry", I pulled my hands away from his chest, my finger created little crescents across his Pecs, they were red and some where bloody...damn, I need to stop scratch when I'm turned on "ok...then think of something that's not hot". "Like what bry...like what?" he panted biting down on his lips. "Uh...think of I don't know Markus naked in the shower...jerking off" "Not helping!" "Uhmmm think of Old Man Foster...having sex with your...mom" ewww total dick deflator. "Fuck Bryson...I want to last longer, not fucking puke and have to go to therapy for the rest of my life", he said angrily. "hahahah", I bursted into laughter, he's so cute and funny when he's pissed, I couldn't stop laughing and that caused my body to shake a lot and before I knew it, he came. The hot liquid exploded inside me, I could feel it. He groaned and thrusted his hips...fucking 9 shot of cum inside me...what a shooter. "That was so hot", I smiled at him. "Oh yea..." he smirked. "Mmmhmmm, you're still hard, I'm ready wanna go again?" I didn't wait for him to reply, I just started riding him slowly. "Wait...wait stop", he held onto my waist and shrieked "stop...please... sensitive" "oh sorry forgot...this is wow...we are so going to look back on this and laugh, quite a memorable first time" then it hit me what I'd said...I won't see him till next year...he's going to meet someone better and hotter than me, not that I am even hot at all. I looked down at him smiling weakly then brushed my fingers against his stubbly cheeks, he smile back at me and took my hands in his and brought it to his lips, kissing all five fingers, before I felt him thrust slowly. I moaned in pleasure and gasped when he hit a spot inside me that caused me to see stars. He slowly thrusted in and out of me, I dugged my fingernails back into his chest again he growled and next thing I know, I'm flipped, I'm now laying on my back while he's on top of me. He places my legs on his shoulder and thrust in harder and faster, he stretches into a push up position and starts going faster. The sound of wet flesh hitting against wet flesh filled the room. "Oh god, I'm inside you...you're so fucking perfect Bryson...I love you so much" he grunts, before going in for my neck, nibbling, suckling, teasing and biting on the flesh. It drove me wild; I pushed my hips up to meet his hard thrusts. He pulled back and kissed me roughly, our tongues danced around in each other's mouth, his hot breathe caressed my face. His rock hard abs, abs so hard and defined I could wash my true religion on those babies, they milked my dick. I bit down hard on his shoulders and scratched his back, he groaned in pain and pleasure. One more hard thrust and I came exploding all over his chest and mine. I heard him whimper, before he exploded inside me again, but it leaked out, I could feel it warm sliding down my cheeks. Shit mom's going to be so pissed when she washes the sheets. He collapsed on me and shook from the aftershocks. He slid of me, then pulled me close to him and kissed me. I smiled against his lips and breathe out shakily. "I love you babe", he smiled and caressed my cheeks. "Me too", I mouthed the words, smiling bashfully at him. What a beauty he was. His dirty blonde hair was long and he had the cutest little cowlick on front of his head that cause long strand of hair to dangle in front of his face. No matter how many times he raked his hands through his hair or moved the hair away from his eyes it always came back to dangle in front of his face. He's eyes were my favourite; they were a light blue, almost white and a dark ring on the outside of it. His long dark lashes make them looks more striking. He had a cute nose and hot damn don't get me started on those lips, so soft, yet rough at the same time. They were really pink against his slightly pale skin. He was a spitting image of someone I knew... "You know you look exactly like Taylor Kitsch!" I whispered, twirling his hair between my fingers. "Taylor Kitsch..." he rolled his eyes. "Yep, you know the actor/ hockey player...that's you look like, you could totally be his twin" "I know who he is, I get that a lot from people...but I honestly don't see the resemblance". "What! how can you not, I mean you both have the same hair and facial structure...and holy shit you have the exact same cute nose. But you have more muscle, he's leaner, you are just all muscle" "You don't like that...I mean am I too muscular...I mean it's because of football, coach wants us to bulk up...but I can try and make myself more leaner if you want". What a sweetheart, too bad he'll be leaving soon. Besides there's no point I won't even get to see him, he'll be in California mingling with some hot tan guy. "Oh god no...I love you just the way you are...I wouldn't want to change a thing; your body is like...a temple. You can't change anything, I love your body it's so sexy...I wish I could look like you...in fact if anyone needs work, it's me. I mean look at me, I'm so skinny both my thighs together aren't even half of your biceps. I'm so plain and simple" "Oh shut up, you are perfect...I LOVE you the way you are, scrawny, sexy and perfect. I wouldn't have you any other way babe" "Ha, so you agree, I am scrawny!" "Oh Bryson, just stop talking haha, hey no one has come in to see how you're doing" "Ya...they understand we need our time together...but mom might come in and check up on us" "Ahh, god it's good to have you in my arms again" too bad it won't be forever. Shut up quit brining the fucking mood down. "Mmmhmmm, I love you...hhehehe I can't stop saying it" I giggled and buried my face in his chest. "Hahaha I know what you mean...god I'm going to be miserable without you", he sighed. "Please don't leave...I mean can't you stay for the night please just tell your folks, you stayed over at a friend's" I begged, scooting closer to him. "Hey I'm not going anywhere babe, I'm right here", he whispered kissing my forehead. Yes you are... Knowing my shark was leaving soon was making me depressed, I hardly ate anything and every time I saw him, I choked up so I avoided him, he called almost 72 times in a day, came over to my house but I made my mom tell him I was asleep, but he knew I was avoiding him, so he would climb up my window and knock on it, but I quickly ran into the bathroom and hid there, he would call my name and beg me to come out. His voice always cracked, I could tell he was always on the verge of tears. But I couldn't see him, look at his face, or I would just die...I can't imagine my life without him. Maybe avoiding him till he left would be the best thing for me. I was walking towards my locker...today was the last day till he moved and I hadn't seen in his face in so long, I was in more pain than you can ever imagine, my body was sore and on fire because the cuts I had made were hurting but I loved it...it kept my mind of him. I got to my locker and quickly opened it I had to hurry up if I ran into him I don't know what I would do, so I grabbed my books and closed my locker. "Bryson, baby...please wait up, talk to me...stop walking", I heard him yell down the hall. OH SHIT FUCK CRAP BALLS! Ok calm down Bryson calm your freaking tits! Deep breathe...now you're just going to keep walking like normal...k maybe a little faster, just pretend you don't hear him...awww fuck, I should have taken my IPod. I quickly took the first turn to get rid of him, my heart was beating fast, and I was panting breathlessly. I quickly ran outside and hid behind a huge monster truck, hoping and praying to god he didn't follow me out here. But obviously god wasn't listening to my prayers, because I heard the door open and someone walk out, their feet crunched against the gravel. "Bryson, I know you're out here somewhere, baby please talk to me, come out...let's just talk, stop running away from me", his breathe was labour and I could tell I was hurting him. "shit-shit-shit-shit" I muttered quietly to myself, when I noticed him coming towards the truck. I quickly turned around and tip toe the other way so he wouldn't see me, but my stupid ass textbook dropped. "Bry..." he whispered. Walking towards me, I could see he was shaking; his eyes were glassy and red. "I...I'm sorry, I...I have to go", I whispered, but before I could turn around his arms snaked around me and pulled me close to him. I sighed and pressed my back against his chest...fuck it I don't care anymore I just want him. "Don't you ever run away from me baby, it hurts...I didn't know what to do it felt like I was living a nightmare bry, why'd you it...why'd you run away from me", he whispered behind me. He pressed me against the truck and started thrusting his hips against me, he was hard and leaking. "I'm sorry, I was ju-". He spun me around quickly and captured his lips with mine and slowly traced his tongue on my lower lip, begging for an entrance. I whimpered and pulled him close to me, god I've missed him. He pushed up against the wall, our lips still molded; he quickly undid my pants and then undid his. Lifting me off the ground and wrapped my legs around his lean waist. I placed my hands on his shoulders and yanked his hair back. Hot fucking damn, sex in the back of the school, how hotter can this get? He positioned his cock and pressed it at the entrance of my hole. I gasped and bit my lip, it still hurt. "Oh fuck...did you get tighter?" he asked in surprise. I shrugged and took a deep breath. I felt him slip past my ring and I let out a yelp "did you get bigger", I shrieked, he chuckled and kissed my nose. He pushed in deeper and then stopped. I took a deep breath and did the best I could to relax. He thrust slightly so the head of his cock moved in and out of my ass a little. Over the following minutes he slowly worked more of his cock head in, making me moan and gasp ever so often. When the whole thing fully slipped in I let out another yelp of pain and He stopped moving, "Take a deep breath," he whispered to me, "relax, the pain will pass. It'll hurt if I pull out." I nodded and took deep breath "You're so fucking thick..." "Mmm I know, sorry..." he gave a cute crooked smile. I started moving up and down slowly, but he held on tight to my hips and said "Don't...don't move just stay still...I don't want this to end. I want to be inside you forever". He rested his head on my shoulder and made a sound that was between a moan and a sigh. I held his head in my hands and shower his face with soft kisses, whispering I love you's after each one. We stayed like that for almost 10mins, I could tell by the way he was shaking that he was really close. "Shark, the bell's going to ring real soon..." I whispered "Mmmmmm, I don't care, what can they do to me, I leave tonight". I tensed up when he said that, it was like he had given up, like he was just letting it happen...letting us drift apart. "I'm sorry Bry, I know how hard this is for you", he murmured against my neck. I smiled weakliy and kissed his forehead, lifting my hips up and slamming down hard on his dick. He grunted and thrusted up against me, I could feel his getting bigger; he reached for my dick and started jerking it fast and hard. Lightly grazing his fingernail on the underside of my dick, making me squirmed and ride him harder. "Holy fuck!" He screamed. I raked my hands through his hair and pulled back so he was looking up at the sky. "Don't stop...please don't stop, oh yea...oh god right there...oh shit, I'm cummi-" I felt his finger block my piss slit so I couldn't cum, I looked up at him in shock, frustration and pure total pleasure. "You're not coming until I say so", he panted, smirking at me. What he was doing was causing new sensation to run through me and I drove me wild, I started bucking against him. "Oh, fuck...here it comes baby get ready to cum", he growled. He came really hard like me; I messed up his shirt and mine. And he coated my inside with his thick spunk. I was so exhausted and just ugh...I blacked out; last thing I remember was his voice and his lips. When I woke up, I was in his room; he was leaning on his elbow staring at me with a smile on his face. Why I always black out after the most intense moments is beyond me. "Hey love", he whispered. "Hi..." I yawned and placed my head on his chest, his sweet scent calmed me. For some reason, every time I smell something, I expect it to smell like Mint and Cherry...don't even go there Bryson...just don't! "How you feeling?" he asked, his rough hands brushed my cheeks and I shivered in response. "Good", I stretched out my body. "What time is it?" "4:00pm, School just ended and I...I leave at 6:00...I'm sorry, I shouldn't have even brought that up". "Hey", I grabbed his arm and pulled him close to me "it's ok...I guess I just have to get used to it", I smiled weakly and kissed his cheek. Truth is I will never get over it...till I see him again...I mean what the hell am I going to do, I mean the kids at school are going to ruin me and ...and Stiles and just shit...here come the waterworks. I dug my fingernails into my palm and willed myself not to cry. "I...I've got something for you" he reached over to his duffel bag and pulled out two boxes, I was blue with a yellow ribbon and another green more long rectangular box with a purple bow on it. I noticed his room was packed and ready to be evacuated...shit he really is moving huhn? "Oh, uhm what are they?" I asked holding them in my hands and shaking them. "Don't ask me silly, open it" I looked up at him and smiled. Then attack the box ripping it open, I could hear him laughing at my excitement when I open the first box. It was a simple beautiful ring, silver with little diamond encrusted on it, on the inside was an inscription carved in "BE THE ONE AND ONLY". I was about to reach over and kiss him but he pulled back and smiled "open the other one babe". While I was struggling to open the other box, a sweet soft music fill the room, it sounded like The Fray...his favourite band. When I finally opened the box, it was a necklace, made of black leather and the pendant was a cute little shark and it was had an inscription carved in "WAIT FOR ME; LET ME BE YOUR ONLY ONE". "Listen to the lyrics of this song babe...it's our song..." he whispered, as he removed the necklace I had taken from him and placed it back around his neck where it belonged and put the new on me, then he slipped the ring into my middle finger and smiled. I lay against his chest and listen to the song, with tears in my eyes. "I will be the only one If you say you'll never go I'll be screaming out your name From the back of row Be the one and only, wait for me Will you be the only one" Will you be, be the one and only Wait for me; let me be your only one"* We drove to the airport together, his hands in mine. He never told his parents about us, so we had to pretend we were just good friends. He wanted to hold my hand and come out but I didn't want that I wanted us to leave in happiness, wanted him to be happy not scared. "I'm going to miss you so much baby", he whispered against my lips, once his parent left us to say our goodbyes. "Me too", I squeaked trying to hold back my tears but they came flooding out as he leaned into kiss me. "I love you so much Shark...god I love you" I cried out. His arms tightened around me, "Wait for me...let me be your only one", he whispered against my ear, before walking away fast. I sat on the floor and watched him leave, my shark...my love...my savoir...my rock. He looked back once more his eyes were red, blowing me a kiss and a slow wink. He disappeared into the Jet way. Tyson and stiles came back to get me, they both tried to reach out to me, talk to me, cheer me up but I just sat there and sat there in autopilot. I was basically like that for 2 week. The kids at school hurt me, my mom tried to help me, so did Parker but I shut them out. Tyson knew he couldn't even come near me, so he let me alone. Stiles was the only one who kept trying and it drove me crazy, no matter how mean and bitter I was towards him. He never gave up...neither did Markus. The day after Shark left he came over and we hugged each other and cried on his bed. He told me a lot about Braeden, that I never knew...the one thing that surprises me was that his parent did know he was gay but they ignored it...because they felt it would go away if they did. Braeden's mom had told Markus...he was going to tell braeden but he never got to it. I was in the living room that night, mom and parker were on a ladies night out, and Tyson went to some stupid road trip with his stupid frat buddies. I was home alone with Stiles, I did my best to avoid him by acting like I was asleep but pretending to sleep was actually really tiring and boring. And the fresh scars on my body where rubbing against the sheet. I loved it but it messed my clothes up, so I went to the living and turn he TV on. I hear feet running down the stair...SHIT! "Hey I thought you would never wake up...how are you feeling?" he smiled at me and sat down beside me. He had on nothing but these flimsy pair of silk boxer short my mom had bought all the guys in the house. When her fetish for silk started. "Uh...I'm fine" I said quickly getting up to leave, when he pulled me back. "Hey, where are you going, you just got here...why do you keep running away from me. Did I offend, hurt you...say something I shouldn't have said...if I did let me know please", he said placing his hand on my shoulder. The smell...MINT AND FUCKING CHERRY flooded my nose. "Uhm...you didn't do anything...I...I... just forget it please", my voice quivered. My buried feelings were coming back up again...and this time my saviour wasn't here for me and knowing that scared me. "You know...I remember something...but kept them to myself because I wasn't sure what to say to you, I mean you were with Braeden...that...that would have been awkward". "Oh, god..." I whispered to myself. He was moving closer to me now. "Brooks..." he whispered, his face was now inched from mine...the smell, his smell. God I loved that scent. "...I..." I couldn't think of anything to say or do. "I know I haven't really been myself...but I can't help this feeling I get when I see you...it had always happened like when I saw you at the hospital. I was confused but at the same time...I...I feel this connected between us and shit it scared me...a lot. I may not really remember much...but there's one thing I do remember and that's...that's realizing I...I lov-"the door bell rang interrupting his speech. He got up and went to open it, while I sat there and twirled shark's ring in my finger. Shark...where are you...I need you. "Uh...uhm Brooks..." Stiles called his face a mixture of shock, anger, and confusion. "What...who is it?" I asked getting up from the couch. "May...May I come in", I heard a familiar voice speak...is that...no way it couldn't be. "S...shark..."I whispered in shock. My Shark was right there in front of me, his bags on the floor beside him and a little baby that looked a lot like him in his arms. AHHHH! WHAT A CHAPTER lol hope you guyz love it as much as I do. This chapter is especially for my best friend, my life, my rock, my girl. Azzy...babe I fucking love you. I honestly don't know what I would do without. <3 stay beautiful pancake! *Be the One- The Fray...if you guys are wondering the name of the song.