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+. to F › FAKE
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
9
Views:
4,893
Reviews:
26
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own FAKE, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter Seven
I’M SORRY! CAN YOU ALL FORGIVE ME!? -on her knees bowing and pleading to her reviewers- I AM WORTHLESS SCUM! -cries- I CAN UNDERSTAND IF YOU HATE ME NOW!!!!
But hey you can’t hate me all that much right…? After all, I have finally placed out another chapter for you all… and have another being made in the process.
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I think I’m more anxious than anything else… and all I can really do is holding the doorknob tightly until the bones in my hand are sore, like the bones that make up my rib cage. Taking in a deep shaky and painful breath I finally build enough courage to go inside…
Its dark… and I can only see a few little lights here and there but I slowly make my way over toward the big thing in the center of the room. I reach my hand out and lightly touch what I know is JJ’s hair… I slowly move my hand down and I can feel his cold skin at my fingertips… I can feel a lump catching in my throat as I lightly brush my fingertips through his hair and lean in to kiss his forehead…
JJ… this is entirely my fault…If only I hadn’t made you go back there… I put you in danger… If you die, I’ll be alone… no if you die… I’ll die too…
“You know he called out for you once…”
I jumped at the sound of Dee’s voice coming from some where in the darkness of the room… soon the blinds opened up and Dee leaned against the window as the lights for the city streets gave the room a slight glow…
“Dee…?”
“I couldn’t give up on him… I know he’s annoying but he’s been a close friend since the academy days…” Dee turned and faced me, “Beside… you are in love with him, aren’t you Drake?”
“How’d you…?”
“Easily… they way you two started acting around each other… reminded me of the endless days I chased Ryo around…” Dee looked down at JJ, “That and it was just a guess…”
“…”
“He’s dying Drake…”
“…I know…”
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“Here’s a new few weeks worth of food for you buddy.” Ted smiled as he placed down four paper grocery bags… I could feel his eyes staring at me, “Yo, Drake…?”
I knew he was there… but I just pretended that I didn’t. All I could do was stare out my window looking up at the blue sapphire sky. Broken hearted and empty, lost and confused, wanting, carving… needing… dying…
I could feel an arm snake around my shoulders and a chin rest itself on my shoulder; red spiked hair tickled my temple as Ted leaned in closely, “Drake… I have no clue how you feel and I must be crazy for saying this but why…?”
“Why what…?” I turned and he pulled away from me; Ted has become a lot more ‘touchy feely’ around me since I’ve was let out of the hospital.
“Uh… never mind… it’s nothing really…” he turned away and began to dig through the bags and pull out what he had bought for me.
I slowly stood up… it’s been three weeks since it happened, I’m on sick leave for broken ribs and still in a lot of pain… but it’s not just my ribs that are hurting me, “No… tell me.”
“Nah… just drop it.” Ted tried not to look up at me as he started to put away cans of soup in the cupboard.
“No, you have something to ask me… so just ask it.”
“Later… when you get better.”
“Why not now…?”
“Because it’s… uh…”
“Something that you don’t wanna ask when I have a loaded gun?”
“Hmm never thought about that one…” Ted sighed and shut the cupboard door, “Well… I don’t know how to put this…”
Great… nothing good can come out of a question when you hear the words: I don’t know how to put this… I stared at him and he knew I wanted the question, now.
“Why JJ…?” his voice suddenly trailed off once he asked… he kept his eyes lowered to the floor and tried to speak again, “Well I mean… uh… why are you in love with him…?”
What to say… what to say… He stole my heart by the first breath taking kiss? He captivated me by his hungry eyes? He’s one hell of a seductive dancer? He’s just… JJ?
“Don’t you think that you are moving a little too fast? I mean come on Drake are you that desperate that one minute you’re straight and the next you’re gay…?” once again the voice trailed off but this time only because he slapped his hands over his mouth.
“What the hell did you just say…?” I looked up at him; hoping that what I heard wasn’t what he said…
“Drake… I’m sorry… I…”
“Get the fuck away from me.”
“Drake! Please I’m sorry! I didn’t mean it really. I’m sorry!”
“I said get the fuck away from me.”
Ted looked hurt… but there’s no way in hell he feels the way I do now. He turned and headed for the door. He turned back to me and said, “I’m sorry… for being curious…”
And with that he shut the door and I could hear him run down the hall toward the elevator. He’s lucky I didn’t have my gun on me I would have shot him then and there. I turned and headed down the hall toward my bedroom. Slamming the door behind me I slowly laid on my back and hide underneath my covers… just wanting to hide away from everything… because Ted was right.
I’ve been dumped so many times that even JJ’s lost count. I’ve been with so many girls that I can’t even remember the name of the one I shared my first kiss with… and they say that it’s one of the most unforgettable moments of your life because they are never perfect. Well ‘they’ are wrong; the first kiss I shared with JJ was perfect. I still can’t figure out what made me do it... or maybe I do know.
Maybe I am just desperate; maybe all I have been doing is playing JJ along. Yes, that’s right… I’m not in love with him; I only want him for the sex, the release. I’m tired of playing around with women and always being the one that’s hurt in the end. I’m tried of hearing: it’s not you, it’s me... It’s my turn to say it.
I hide myself deeper in my mess of sheets and a comforter. Why do I keep thinking about the ‘maybes’? Because there is no ‘maybes’ because I fucking well know none of this is true. If it was, I wouldn’t feel like this… I wouldn’t feel dead knowing that JJ is… JJ… is… uh! I can’t take this anymore! I’m going out of my mind… he’s the only thing on my mind.
What have you done to me, JJ? When did you take me as your love slave and how did you manage everything so fast? Better yet… how did I manage everything so fast?
“DRAKE-SEMPAI!”
I can’t take these incomplete feelings anymore JJ… I feel my eyes watering up again… something that has come real easily these past few weeks… I slowly close my eyes and try sleep, something that hasn’t been coming easily to me. I can hear the phone ringing… but I’m not getting up to answer it.
After exactly twelve rings the answering machine picks it up… -This is Drake, sorry I can’t come to the phone right now but I’m either at work or out. So if this is work use my pager, if not leave your name, number and your message… beep…-
\"Drake, this is Ryo and I know you are home. They need to talk to you at the hospital…\"
I got up quickly and the pain in my ribs seemed nothing compared to the smashing of the little pieces left of my heart.
\"Oh and Dee’s on his way…\"
TBC
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How was that for a long awaited chapter? I know it sucked and was not what you were looking for… I’m sorry and I hope that the next chapter can proved a closure to this story!
PLEASE REVIEW! I understand how much you all hate me now, but some feedback would be nice… as well as knowing I still have readers…
A thousand apologies,
Neko-Rinny
But hey you can’t hate me all that much right…? After all, I have finally placed out another chapter for you all… and have another being made in the process.
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I think I’m more anxious than anything else… and all I can really do is holding the doorknob tightly until the bones in my hand are sore, like the bones that make up my rib cage. Taking in a deep shaky and painful breath I finally build enough courage to go inside…
Its dark… and I can only see a few little lights here and there but I slowly make my way over toward the big thing in the center of the room. I reach my hand out and lightly touch what I know is JJ’s hair… I slowly move my hand down and I can feel his cold skin at my fingertips… I can feel a lump catching in my throat as I lightly brush my fingertips through his hair and lean in to kiss his forehead…
JJ… this is entirely my fault…If only I hadn’t made you go back there… I put you in danger… If you die, I’ll be alone… no if you die… I’ll die too…
“You know he called out for you once…”
I jumped at the sound of Dee’s voice coming from some where in the darkness of the room… soon the blinds opened up and Dee leaned against the window as the lights for the city streets gave the room a slight glow…
“Dee…?”
“I couldn’t give up on him… I know he’s annoying but he’s been a close friend since the academy days…” Dee turned and faced me, “Beside… you are in love with him, aren’t you Drake?”
“How’d you…?”
“Easily… they way you two started acting around each other… reminded me of the endless days I chased Ryo around…” Dee looked down at JJ, “That and it was just a guess…”
“…”
“He’s dying Drake…”
“…I know…”
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“Here’s a new few weeks worth of food for you buddy.” Ted smiled as he placed down four paper grocery bags… I could feel his eyes staring at me, “Yo, Drake…?”
I knew he was there… but I just pretended that I didn’t. All I could do was stare out my window looking up at the blue sapphire sky. Broken hearted and empty, lost and confused, wanting, carving… needing… dying…
I could feel an arm snake around my shoulders and a chin rest itself on my shoulder; red spiked hair tickled my temple as Ted leaned in closely, “Drake… I have no clue how you feel and I must be crazy for saying this but why…?”
“Why what…?” I turned and he pulled away from me; Ted has become a lot more ‘touchy feely’ around me since I’ve was let out of the hospital.
“Uh… never mind… it’s nothing really…” he turned away and began to dig through the bags and pull out what he had bought for me.
I slowly stood up… it’s been three weeks since it happened, I’m on sick leave for broken ribs and still in a lot of pain… but it’s not just my ribs that are hurting me, “No… tell me.”
“Nah… just drop it.” Ted tried not to look up at me as he started to put away cans of soup in the cupboard.
“No, you have something to ask me… so just ask it.”
“Later… when you get better.”
“Why not now…?”
“Because it’s… uh…”
“Something that you don’t wanna ask when I have a loaded gun?”
“Hmm never thought about that one…” Ted sighed and shut the cupboard door, “Well… I don’t know how to put this…”
Great… nothing good can come out of a question when you hear the words: I don’t know how to put this… I stared at him and he knew I wanted the question, now.
“Why JJ…?” his voice suddenly trailed off once he asked… he kept his eyes lowered to the floor and tried to speak again, “Well I mean… uh… why are you in love with him…?”
What to say… what to say… He stole my heart by the first breath taking kiss? He captivated me by his hungry eyes? He’s one hell of a seductive dancer? He’s just… JJ?
“Don’t you think that you are moving a little too fast? I mean come on Drake are you that desperate that one minute you’re straight and the next you’re gay…?” once again the voice trailed off but this time only because he slapped his hands over his mouth.
“What the hell did you just say…?” I looked up at him; hoping that what I heard wasn’t what he said…
“Drake… I’m sorry… I…”
“Get the fuck away from me.”
“Drake! Please I’m sorry! I didn’t mean it really. I’m sorry!”
“I said get the fuck away from me.”
Ted looked hurt… but there’s no way in hell he feels the way I do now. He turned and headed for the door. He turned back to me and said, “I’m sorry… for being curious…”
And with that he shut the door and I could hear him run down the hall toward the elevator. He’s lucky I didn’t have my gun on me I would have shot him then and there. I turned and headed down the hall toward my bedroom. Slamming the door behind me I slowly laid on my back and hide underneath my covers… just wanting to hide away from everything… because Ted was right.
I’ve been dumped so many times that even JJ’s lost count. I’ve been with so many girls that I can’t even remember the name of the one I shared my first kiss with… and they say that it’s one of the most unforgettable moments of your life because they are never perfect. Well ‘they’ are wrong; the first kiss I shared with JJ was perfect. I still can’t figure out what made me do it... or maybe I do know.
Maybe I am just desperate; maybe all I have been doing is playing JJ along. Yes, that’s right… I’m not in love with him; I only want him for the sex, the release. I’m tired of playing around with women and always being the one that’s hurt in the end. I’m tried of hearing: it’s not you, it’s me... It’s my turn to say it.
I hide myself deeper in my mess of sheets and a comforter. Why do I keep thinking about the ‘maybes’? Because there is no ‘maybes’ because I fucking well know none of this is true. If it was, I wouldn’t feel like this… I wouldn’t feel dead knowing that JJ is… JJ… is… uh! I can’t take this anymore! I’m going out of my mind… he’s the only thing on my mind.
What have you done to me, JJ? When did you take me as your love slave and how did you manage everything so fast? Better yet… how did I manage everything so fast?
“DRAKE-SEMPAI!”
I can’t take these incomplete feelings anymore JJ… I feel my eyes watering up again… something that has come real easily these past few weeks… I slowly close my eyes and try sleep, something that hasn’t been coming easily to me. I can hear the phone ringing… but I’m not getting up to answer it.
After exactly twelve rings the answering machine picks it up… -This is Drake, sorry I can’t come to the phone right now but I’m either at work or out. So if this is work use my pager, if not leave your name, number and your message… beep…-
\"Drake, this is Ryo and I know you are home. They need to talk to you at the hospital…\"
I got up quickly and the pain in my ribs seemed nothing compared to the smashing of the little pieces left of my heart.
\"Oh and Dee’s on his way…\"
TBC
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How was that for a long awaited chapter? I know it sucked and was not what you were looking for… I’m sorry and I hope that the next chapter can proved a closure to this story!
PLEASE REVIEW! I understand how much you all hate me now, but some feedback would be nice… as well as knowing I still have readers…
A thousand apologies,
Neko-Rinny