BAD CUPID

Created By: Snow Marisvega

Chapter 21.

~•Dylan's P.O.V•~

"We're home!!!" I announced once I opened the door. "Oh wait, Mom's at work." I mentally slap myself as I walked in with Jaxton and Raven behind me.

"It's really sweet that Jaxton has to stay with you guys." Raven said, a small smile on her face.

"Of course. He's my best friend and gay and like a brother and gay" I smiled making them laugh.

Raven crashed on my couch and crossed her legs.  "I'm exhausted" she groaned.

"Why?" Jaxton asked as he walked over to the fridge. I picked up the remote and turned on the TV, sitting at the edge of the couch where Raven laid. She moved closer and placed her head on my lap.

"Well, we've been busy cause of the game. It's more stress now and that bitch is just around." She sighed out of frustration.

"Well, I guess you have a new best friend now" I smiled at her, while she glared at me. I kept quiet and turned my gaze to the TV.

Jaxton came back with three bottles of water, he tossed one to Raven and she caught it, and then he tossed one to me. I was about to catch it with my free hand when it hit me on the head.

"Ow!" I exclaimed, rubbing the spot.

"Shit! Dylan! I'm so sorry!" He said, sounding apologetic, while Raven laughed.

"Is this about Raven choosing you as the vagina carrier in a story that concerned me and this is just a harsh payback?" I scowled at him and he bursted out laughing. He'd been trying to hold it in, Raven had been laughing all though. I looked down at her and grabbed a handful of her hair, dragging it. She screamed and I let go, she quickly stood up with a scowl.

"Are you nuts, Mister Dexwell? You could have ripped my hair off."

"Oh, my apologies, Miss Frost." I gasped.

I smirked and looked back at the television , putting the channel on 'E Entertainment'

"I'll go change. I'll be right back" Jaxton said with a chuckle and dashed up the stairs. The show 'How do I look' was on and I smiled at it. "I love this show"

"Why?" Raven grimaced in disgust.

"I like other people being told their outfit is shit, and watch them try to explain why their outfit is shit." I shrugged.

"Hmm. Makes sense."

Minutes  later, we heard Jaxton rush down the stairs.

"Whatcha watching?" He asked as he collapsed on the couch Raven and I sat on.

"Uh..How do I look. Its a transformation kinds show, you know. They sort of change a woman's aesthetic." I answered taking a chip from the bowl on my lap, which I had gotten earlier.

"Oh." Jaxton muttered as a dark skinned woman was shown putting on a really tight, awful colored dress and she was big, so it showed all her tummy rolls.  "Woah, What the fuck is that woman wearing?" Jax ave a disgusted face once she was shown. "Those six packs aren't six packing."

Jax quickly clasped his mouth shut as his eyes widen. "Oh my God, did I just body shame her?"

"You did." I nodded.

"I didn't mean to. It's just....her outfit is....terrible." He shrugged. "And i know people are allowed to wear what they want but look at it, it's really bad. I didn't mean to say she was fat, she's beautiful and that was awful of me."

"Jaxton, you said she was fat, not ugly. Not relate fatness with being ugly." I said with a small frown.

Jaxton sighed. "What is wrong with me today?"

I scoffed. "Well, glad you quickly realised your mistake, don't repeat that outside. No body shaming, except they do it first."

"And no slut shaming either." Raven said.

I snorted. "I can't count how many times I've heard you call someone a whore or a slut, Raven."

"As just a curse word, not that I'm coming at them for sucking thirty dicks in two nights." She shrugged.

"Ugh. This is not sexy at all." I said, shaking my head at the woman's outfit. "But i should not have an opinion about her outfit, should I?"

"You can." Raven shrugged. "What she is wearing is so not it. For her body type, there are the kind of dresses she would wear that she would completely love. " Raven shook her head, while she was eating the chips as well.

"I mean, sure she likes the whole fitted dresses and shit, there are a whole lot of fitted dresses that would look absolutely stunning on her, just not....this. Whatever this is cause the colors and the styling is baaaaaad.  You could always style this right." She scoffed.

"We are white, we shouldn't have an opinion on what a black woman wears." Jaxton said softly.

"It's not about her race, Jaxton, it's about her outfit." I told him. "If a white woman wore that, I'd have said it was horrible as well." I said.

Jaxton pouted.

"Well, she also got dumped by her child's father, so she thinks showing too much skin is appropriate." I shrugged

"Maybe she's related to Quinn" Jax joked and looked up at us with a smile.

Raven grinned and looked down at her "Exactly what I thought too" she chuckled.

"Quinn's blonde and white." I rolled my eyes.

"Are you being racist?." Jax was looking at me.

I blinked.

"What the fuck?"

"White people also marry black people so they can be related" Raven said.

"I was joking, relax." Jaxton said to me.

"Whatever. She's probably Quinn's mentor" I shrugged as well.

"Oh shush. Her friend and mom are going shopping for her" Raven said focused.

"Can we watch Zee World?" Jax whined and grabbed the remote. I glared at him and grabbed it back.

"What's wrong with you and my mom?" I rolled my eyes. Mom was obsessed with Zee world, every time she got back, she'd go to the TV after doing everything. She made sure not to miss the show 'The Promise' or something like that.

"Zee world is fun!!!" He whined.

"Jaxjax. Say one more word again and I swear you'd wake up in Ghandi's house or the Gorrodia family's house naked and i can make it happen" Raven threatened, her eyes still fixed on the screen.

I smirked

"Okay. Okay" jax rose his hands up in surrender.

•

We had finished the show and was now watching a marathon of The Thundermans on Nickelodeon. We had been laughing at the hilarious episodes and was stuck on the couch for a long while and just then the door opened.

"Hey kids" Mom smiled at us in her suit, holding her bag.

"Hey mom" I smiled at her.

"Hi Mrs. Dexwell" Raven waved at her.

"Hello Bonnie" Jaxton smiled.

"How was school?" She asked heading to the kitchen. We all exchanged looks and I assured them I knew what to do and so I stood up.

"School was fine." I followed her. "I mean the whole school knew about what happened to Jaxton and I." I arched a brow at her.

She paused and turned, looking at me.

"They did?"

"Mmhmm, and its like the whole town does too." I said and scratched the back of my head.

"Oh. Well um..that's just uh..I don't kn..."

"Mom!" I cut her off  "I know you know about it. Isn't that why you didn't want us to watch TV?"

"Well...yeah I just.."

"It would have been easy if we knew about it so we'd get ready for what was to come"

"I didn't want any of you getting worried. I probably should have prepared you, and I'm sorry."

I sighed "It wasn't fair."

"I know. I know." She sighed as well. "You know what?" She dived her hand into her bag and brought out her black purse, she went through it and brought out  some cash before handing it to me. "That's fifty bucks. You guys go have icecream or something"

I took the cash from her and grinned.

"Something legal!" She rephrased. "I'm sorry but I don't trust y'all that much"

"You're buying my silence eh? Literally my silence. It's alright. I won't nag. Thanks for the cash" I said and walked over to the living room, they were now watching Henry Danger.

"Kids." I called and they looked up. I laughed mentally. "Who's down for smoothies?" I asked with an arched brow and they both stood up quickly.

"Let's go!" Jaxton said running his fingers through his hair.

"On me." I said as I walked out the door.

****

"So she doesn't want you nagging?" Raven asked as she took a sip from her strawberry smoothie.

"Something like that, or maybe she feels bad and handed me some cash to make it all better." I shrugged.

"So, have you told the cops about Vaughn?" Raven asked, facing jax.

"Shit! We were supposed to tell mom!"

"Yeah, we have to." Jax said looking at us both.

"Let's get out of here." I suggested and stood up.

"Yeah, well I'll be heading home now. I have a guest" Raven smirked evilly

"Is there something we should know?" I arched a brow at her.

"Tomorrow sweetie. Tomorrow" she smiled right before we left.

Raven first drove to the mall to shop for some new bags before driving us back home and finally went to hers. It was already past seven when we got home.

We walked into the house and I called for her. "Mom?"

"I'm where I always am." She announced.

I looked at Jaxton the same time he looked at me.

Kitchen.

We both walked to the kitchen, Jaxton freaking out and worried which I understood. I held his hand to calm him, and boy was it cold.

"Hey, Wh-what's wrong?" Mom asked, sensing the aura already.

"There's something we have to tell you."

She nodded. "Okay, you can tell me anything. What's wrong?"

"I lied." Jaxton began, his voice trembling. "I knew who that guy was. He was my...my boyfriend"

Mom's eyes widen, she looked shocked. She blinked a couple times before speaking. "You mean...that guy is—"She trailed off, and then Jaxton told her the whole story. There was silence for about two minutes, the only sound coming from Jaxton's sniffs as he cried.

"And did you know about this?" She looked at me.

I looked at her.  She looked mad, and I wanted to lie, but I couldn't.

I nodded. "I did."

Mom sighed , pushing her hair backwards. She walked over to Jaxton, and pulled him into a tight hug. "You poor thing. That man took advantage of your sweet soul." Jaxton hugged her back, crying on her shoulder. "It's okay, sweetie. We'll get through this okay. I'm gonna help you."

She didn't seem to care about him being gay. She never mentioned it, and it gave me a bit of hope. But I couldn't help but wonder; there were parents who supported queer people, as long as it wasn't happening in their house. What if she was like that?

Like,

Mmhmm yeah tell her, her only child is gay. Smart. She'd bury you alive.

I couldn't.

"I'm sorry. I didn't—I thought he loved me, and I loved him, and I don't know why this—"

"Shh. Shh. Its okay.  It's okay. A man who would go after a minor is a predator and a pedophile, to emotionally abuse you and control you. To groom you. This is not your fault in anyway. And I will handle that piece of shit for taking advantage of you." She assured him as she patted his back and then the door opened.

"I'm home." Dad announced and they stopped hugging.

He had a smile on his face as he walked over to us, but once he saw Jaxton's face and read the room, his smile disappeared. "What's wrong? Hey, are you okay?" He asked as he walked over to Jaxton and placed a hand on his shoulder.

"It's about that man, Matthew. You know the one who broke into Jaxton's house."

"What about him?"

"Well," I spoke, his attention moving to me. "There's more to the story."

NEXT DAY.

"Good morning, people" I smiled as I walked down the stairs.

"Hey, sweetie." Mom replied. .

"Good morning, Dylan" Dad smiled at me. I ignored and went over to Jaxton, sitting next to him.

"Hey, how are you feeling?" I asked, smiling at him.  When mom's husband came back home, she insisted I take jax upstairs which I did, so she probably narrated the story to him. I didn't let Jax sleep alone so I slept in his own room with him. At times like this, it's risky having them stay alone.

"I'm fine." He smiled. "Thank you for your support."

"We're besties, anything for you" I assured him with a warm smile.

"Okay boys! Have your cereals and off to school." Said the woman in her pajamas.

"No work today?" I asked as mom poured me my cereal, thanks to me being useless now.

"Yeah. I feel really tired today" she yawned "Plus we're going to the station today before they give him an early release and he comes back" Mom said and rubbed my shoulder.

"Are you okay? You look...stressed" I frowned at how tired she looked.

"I'm fine, dear."

"No, you're not." Dad cut in. "Let's go to the hospital and do some tests."

"I don't have herpes, Matthew."

"I never said you did." He sighed and placed his cup of coffee down, looking at mom. "I'm just worried."

"I'll be fine. I'm just tired and need more sleep, that's all." She kissed him .

I looked away.

"Oookay." I stood up and walked to the kitchen taking an apple. "We'll just be on our way before this turns to one of those porns in pornhub which the title would definitely be something like Daddy please take me to the doctor or Wife loves it on the kitchen floor" I said with a blank expression.

"Ew, what the fuck, Dylan?" Jaxton grimaced in disgust.

"Have you been watching too much porn?" Dad asked.

"Sometimes I wonder if I offended an Indian priest somewhere without knowing to get this." She eyed me.

"I know you love me" I smiled at her as I walked towards the door. "Bye suckers" I frowned and turned to them. "That sounded dirty" I shivered at the disgusting thought.

"GET OUT" Mom took a banana from the table and threw it at me but I dodged it.

"Ah! A banana. Isn't this a kinky morning?" I smiled at her and walked out the door.

"You are unbelievable." Jaxton said behind me with a chuckle as he shut the door.

"What'd I do?" I pouted.

"You just proved that you have a future in the porn society. You should consider being a director, you'd amazing titles."

I arched my left brow as we walked side by side. "I thought you were gonna say blowjobs instead of titles for a second." I chuckled.

"You dirty minded being."

"I guess today is just one of those sexual tuesday" I shrugged.

"That doesn't exist, Dylan." Jax shook his head.

"Don't blame me. I'm extremely horny and need to get this ass some dick."

"Oh my God." Jaxton sighed.

Twenty minutes later, we finally arrived at the school. Jaxton, nervous, as we walked through those doors, we looked around to observe everyone first.

"Well, they aren't staring like they were before, so that's good." I said as we walked through those doors.

"Thank God." He sighed.

"You'll be okay." I said and held his hand.

"Hey, Jaxton." An unfamiliar voice called.

We both turned to the voice at the same time and standing in front of us was a blue haired pale looking girl and a boy with an afro, they both had a big grin in their faces.

"Oh, hey, Steven and Ashley." Jax smiled at them. "What's up?"  He asked as they stood in front of us.

"The Club. We wanted to know which of us is gonna speak during the gathering?"

I frowned, confused.

Club?

"Oh shoot! I almost forgot" he sighed. "Okay uh...how about we meet during lunch and we'll discuss it?"

"Sounds like a plan." Ashley said.

They both smiled and Steven looked at me. "Hey, you should come."

Steven was a pretty boy. He was dark skinned and tall. He had pretty teeth and looked like a good kisser as well. Through his polo, I could see that chest and muscles that were calling out to me. He wasn't like super built or anything, just fit.

"You work out often?" I found myself asking as I reached to touch his arm but Jaxton slapped my hand, and I pulled it back.

"Uh, yeah." Steven chuckled.

"Hot." I replied.

"Thanks. So, you're coming?"

I blinked. "Since you'll be there, I'll show up." I smirked.

"Great then. I will see you there." He grinned, and they both walked away.

"He's so hot. How come I've never seen him before?"

"Because you don't have all your class with him and when you do, you don't pay attention to your surroundings." Jaxton answered and continued walking.

"Well, why do I have to? I'm in school to learn, not be friends with everybody." I shrugged.

"I like him. Stefan."

"Steven."

"Steven." I nodded at Jaxton's correction.

"You're something else."

"Speaking of, what club was that handsome young man talking about?"

"Our LGBT club. I told you about it, remember?"

"Y-Yeah. You might have mentioned it once."

"Nope." He shook his head. "Not once, multiple times."

"What?" I scoffed. "Now you're just exaggerating."

"Well, I remember telling you at the hall, at the cafeteria, in class, when we hung out during the weekend. Um, oh yeah at P.E too."

"Okay. Okay. I get your point."

Have I not been listening?

"Have you not been listening?"

"What? Of course I have!"

"Then you must remember when the gathering is to take place." He arched his brow at me as we stopped at my locker.

"Yeah, of course I do. Its um...it's that day."

"Yeah, which one?"

"The day of the week"

"Which one Dylan" he folded his arms.

I scoffed. "One of the seven days!

"You really are a mess."

I quickly spotted Raven in her cheerleading uniform walking towards us.

"Oh, look its Raven!" I quickly changed the topic and waved at her. "Hey. What's up?"

"Hello, you two. How are my favorite boys?" She asked stopping right in between us.

"Hey, sweetie." I smiled at her. Her face was lit up like she was happy about something, she had this big smile on her face like she won a lottery. "Which of your enemies died? You're excited" I asked as I opened my locker and took out a book, putting some in it.

"No one's dead... Yet" she smirked.

"What'd you mean?" Jax asked with a chuckle and folded his arms while I shut my locker.

"My sweet cousins Rebecca and Camilia of course. It turns out there is actually more to story. Why they're here, in Eastwood, at my house." She smirked as we began to walk.

"Didn't they say they were on a holiday?"  Jaxton questioned.

"Well, that's what they said.  Until I did my own research on why these people are at my house" she grinned.

"So, what did you find out?" I asked as we took a left turn.

"Well, there was never a time out. I called the school and acted like an older relative, and they said there was never a holiday. So, I may have hired a private investigator."

"You can do that?" Jaxton asked.

"She has money." I whispered to him.

"Oh, I almost forgot." He facepalmed.

"Well, I just stole his number from my brother's phone and so I met with him and paid him to dig more into this story of theirs." She smiled, she was so proud of herself , and so was I.

"I like this you." I chuckled.

"So, what did he find out?" Jaxton inquired curiously. He seemed so interested in the story, he always was.

"Well, the investigation is still going on and he said he'll get me the full tea today." She wiggled her brows as we walked into class and took our seats.

"I can't wait to know what it is."

"Morning, kids"

"Time to focus." Jaxton said with a smile and turned. We all chuckled and looked forward.

****
I was walking down the hall holding some papers that Mrs Higgins had given me, and asked to hand over to the principal.

I was close to the principal's office when a shoulder bumped into mine and I fell to the ground, half the papers flying off my hand. I held my other bandaged arm and let out a painful hiss.

I sat up and I could hear deep loud laughs in front of me. I looked up and saw Eric and his minions.

"Boo Hoo!" One of his minions came closer and screamed like a dog making me flinch. I scowled at them.

"Are you fucking kidding me, you failed abortions?"

"Henry sends his regards." Eric said with a smirk.

I frowned.

"What?"

"Why do you think we taunt you?" Eric laughed. "Not everyone is your friend." He winked and walked away.

Some students were staring and my arm was beginning to hurt a little.

And I was getting a ringing in my head.

"Hey!" Christian ran to me quickly while I picked up the papers.  "Shit, are you okay?" He asked as he helped me pick up some of the papers.

"I'm fine."

"Are you sure? You look—"

"Christian," I looked up at him. "I'm currently furious right now and about to explode, so please leave the scene and let me pick this myself."

Christian looked at me and just smiled.  "I don't care. Scream at me if you want, Mr. Dark angel. I'm gonna take it and treat myself to a meal later." He said as he continued picking the papers.

I just watched him.

"I'm so stupid, Christian." I softly said.

"Why do you think so?" He looked at me.

"I—"

"Dyl?"

That voice.

I stopped talking, and with Christian's help, stood up from the ground.

"Did you fall?" He asked.

Was this all his plan? They fuck me up, and he comes in like a savior? Every time? Was this it?

I said nothing.

"Dyl?"

"Fucking fuck off, Ashcroft." I glared at him. "Fuck off." I ignored his green shocked eyes, snatching the papers from Christian's hands.

"What's going on with you?"

"What did you and Eric bet on with me in it?"

He looked at me, confused.

Such an actor.

"What are you talking about?" He tried to reach for my arm and I jerked it back.

"Don't fucking touch me." I snarled.

"Dylan,"

"I don't know what sick game you're playing with your boys by sending them to do this and coming out like Superman in bikini bottom but I'm done with this script." I said and walked away.

"Dyl. Dyl!!"

I didn't answer him. The ringing still in my head as I walked. I shut my eyes for and second as I felt this awful rage inside me.

I hate that son of a bitch

****

I walked into the house without saying a word. I was tired honestly, my arm still hurt from that push but I didn't mention it to any of them.

When we walked into the living room, we were surprised to see Mom and Dad in the living room with two cops.

"What i-is going on?" Jaxton asked, and immediately Mom stood up.

And then it hit me.

"Please do not tell me that Vaughn escaped." I said in a panicked voice.

"No. No. He didn't. He's still in jail alright" The male cop assured me, he was probably in his fifties. The other cop beside him was the same woman who brought me out of the house, she was smiling at me.

"Hey, it's you."

"Yeah. How's your arm?" She asked, smiling softly.

"Like shit."

"Ah." She chuckled.

"So, what's going on? I thought you both would be at work doing...work things and not other stuffs?"

"Dylan, not now." Mon sighed. m

"It's about Vaughn. We told the cops about him being a pedophile, and they needed to speak to Jaxton." Dad spoke and turned his gaze to Jaxton

"Oh."

"W-Why do they need to talk to me?"

"We just need to hear it from you son. Okay. We need to get your statement and push this further."

Jax swallowed and looked at me. I gave him a warm smile and nodded gently. "I'll be right here."

He nodded and turned to the cops. "What do you wanna know?"

8:30pm

I was in my room listening to a song I didn't even know I had on my phone. You know that moment when your playlist keeps going and then there's this song playing and its like it refuses to end but you're listening to it without even knowing that you're listening to it cause you were thinking of something else and when you snap out of it , you're like 'what the fuck is this? '

Well you wanna know what I was thinking about?

The kiss.

His lips.

Fucking cunt.

I wish he was a terrible kisser.

He was perfect, his lips, how he tasted. Jesus. But he's a fucking asshole too. I needed something to be done about him.

I touched my lips gently.

"Why do I always think about you, Ashcroft?" I asked myself.

Suddenly, my phone began to ring. I looked at it and smiled once I saw whom it was.

I answered.

"Yes, Mr. Tate?"

"Ah. Why so formal. Please, call me Christian. Even with all my luxuries, I hate being called that way.". He replied making me laugh.

"Oh, I'm sorry. So. Why is Christian calling me by this hour?" I smiled.

"I don't know. I just had a feeling you were awake and I wanted to hear your voice"

"Wow. Cheesy much?" I chuckled.

"It was really cheesy, wasn't it?" He chuckled and groaned

"Yeah, kinda cheesy."

"How do you feel? After....you know? Earlier?"

"I'm okay. Sorry you saw that side of me. I sometimes have this temper thing that I'm trying to get rid of. Today really stressed me out. I overstressed myself, and my ass hurts." I sighed and my eyes bulged "T-They hurt from sitting. Please just ignore that. I'm so sorry. That really came out wrong."

He laughed. "That caught me off guard but i get it."

I covered my face in shame.

I'm doomed.

"But your secret's safe with me." He said and I could feel him smile.

I laughed. "If anyone hears this I will hang yo."

He laughed. "I promise not to spill."

"Good." I smiled.

"Are you home?"

"Um, yeah?"

"Great. Cause I'm outside your house." He chuckled.

"Wait, what?"

"Yeah uh, took a walk earlier and landed at your street?"

"Wait," I got up from my bed. "How do you even know my house?"

"Jaxton told me where you both lived, in case I wanted to come see you after you know? But, I didn't know if you'd want to see me."

"You're really outside?"

"Yeah, and your neighbor is looking at me from their window like I'm a thief or something."

"Shit. I'll be out in a minute."

"Alright."

I hung up and quickly put on my shoes, I took off my shirt and threw it on my bed, running to my closet and taking out a bigger shirt with Rick and Morty drawn on it. I rushed out my room, down the stairs and out the house and there he was, with his hands in his pockets, dressed in a black hoodie and black jeans. A smile appearing on his pretty face once he saw me.

"Hey."

I chuckled. "You stalker."

"I'm sorry, I really needed to see you. You know how obsessed I am with you." He said, placing both hands on his chest and raising his brows in a sad way.

I laughed. "Please, stop. You look constipated."

Christian laughed as I approached him. "Wanna go for a walk?"

I nodded. "Yeah, let's do that."

"Follow me then." He said as he began to walk, and I followed beside him.

"So, why'd you wanna see me?"

Christian shrugged. "You looked really crazy earlier today."

I scoffed. "I get a little crazy sometimes."

"It's hot." He said and looked at me.

I looked back at him and I couldn't help but smile. "Well, maybe I'm feeling pissed off next time, I'll call you."

"I would be so honored."

I laughed.

"Is Eastwood a crazy town?"

Christian shrugged. "Not always. It's just a place where you have a lot of rich ass people who show off their wealth."

"Aren't you rich too?"

Christian hissed. "My family is financially stable."

"Hmm."

"And how are you friends with Eric? That fucking bastard?"

Christian snickered. "I've known Eric since we were kids. We all practically grew up together."

"And it never occurred to you when you were seven to drown him?"

"He can be a dick head sometimes."

I scoffed. "Sometimes?"

"Okay, maybe a lot of times. But, we are just more like acquaintances now, not friends." He shrugged. "I don't like bullies." He said and looked at me.

"I guess you're a sweet person."

"I get that a lot, it can be exhausting."

I laughed. "Try getting crazy."

"Ain't fun, is it?"

"Depends on the situation."

"Ah, right. Of course it does."

I giggled.

"You know, you're one of the prettiest boys I have ever met."

I sighed. "You're just saying that."

"No, for real. And your attitude just makes you a good ten."

I hissed. "I don't think my attitude would make me a ten. If anything, it'd decrease for sure."

"Nah, I don't think so." He shook his head. "I think you're pretty cool and pretty, and I think you have a beautiful laugh."

"Think I should charge whosoever every-time I laugh at whatever they say?"

"Boy, you're gonna be rich!" He exclaimed.

I laughed.

"What's something you hate about our school?" Christian inquired.

"Oh, everything. The jocks."

"But I'm a jock."

"Okay, let me rephrase. The jocks, except Christian."

"Thank you."

I smiled and continued. "I hate half the teachers, the way people look past the bullying. How your sports overshadows every other sports in that school and also, I fucking hate Henry Ashcroft. Sometimes I just want to murder him, like full on fatality mode. Stab his eye with a fork, chop off his arms and make him eat his own eyes."

"Okay, okay, I get the point. Please no more horrific imaginations."

"Sorry, but just Incase I murder him, will you help me hide his body?"

Christian looked at me like I was crazy. "How are you even gonna ask me that? Of course I will."

I found myself laughing again. "See why you're about to be my favorite?"

"About to? I have to do more work then."

"Yes you do." I said in between laughs.

As Christian stopped laughing, he looked up at the sky and said. "It's a beautiful night, isn't it?"

I looked up at the moon and the clear skies as well. It indeed was a beautiful night.

I nodded. "It is."

I hugged myself as I started to feel the cold, glad that I had worn a long sleeve shirt. Christian looked at me and held out his hand, I looked at it and back at him.

"It'll keep you warm and make you kinda sweaty."

I smiled and took his hand in mine. "Good. I could use warm and sweaty."

"Good then." He said as he squeezed my hand as we continued our stroll.

"Have you ever thought about leaving Eastwood?"

Christian nodded. "I love Eastwood actually so it would be sad having to leave for a long time. I'm okay with visiting and coming back home to my family, but leaving? For good? Nope. I couldn't." He shook his head.

"Why not?"

"I have so many memories here, and family as well. I grew up here. I've traveled a lot for vacations and shit, and no place out there has the best smoothie as one of the diners here in Eastwood. I should take you there one of these days."

"I would actually like that."

Christian smiled at me in return. "Good, cause I plan to spoil you here."

"Ugh, that would be divine!!" I said and nudged hun gently with my shoulder. "I could use a sugar daddy."

"Well, now you have one."

"So, my first request, a car."

Christian laughed. "Seriously? Not you going straight for the wheels?"

"What can I say? I like to be bougie!"

"Can you even drive?"

I blinked. "You can always get me a driver."

"You are so ridiculous."

"Aren't you my sugar daddy?"

"I'm about to resign."

I laughed again. "I only asked for a car!" I said as I appeared in front of him, still holding his hand as he walked forward and I walked backwards.

"Okay okay, what kinda car would you like me to get you?"

"Something fancy. Like a sports car! Or a Ferrari, shouldn't cost you much."

"Oh, oh, really now? You gold digger."

"I'm not a gold digger!" I laughed and suddenly tripped on God knows what? I was heading for the ground when Christian quickly caught me, his hand around my waist, and my only available hand gripping his arm tightly.

He pulled me back up, and we both laughed. "Sorry, I should not have been walking backwards."

"No, you shouldn't have."

I giggled.

He chuckled.

And under the pretty fucked up moon, we just stared at each other, standing an inch away from the other with smiles on our face. Suddenly, there were no words. I didn't have anything to say and it seemed neither did he. Everything had sort of....changed.

I looked down at his lips and they looked really tasty at the moment. Tempting. His hand didn't leave my waist, and my hands didn't leave his arms.

I wanted to do it. I wanted to kiss him, because it felt right to do it. I didn't want to complicate things later, plus I was fucked up at the moment. I am horny, and here he is.

"Um, Dylan, I—"

I immediately pressed my lips against his , and he didn't hesitate, he kissed me right back the second our lips touched. He pulled me closer to him and I placed my hand on his chest, our bodies pressing against each other as we kissed. Our tongues colliding, and he was a fantastic kisser. It was hot, how our lips moved, how his lips tasted and how he took control.

And no, we didn't stop.

At least, not for a while.

Author's Note:

❤Christian❤

This looks like it's gonna be another rollercoaster ride of
emotions.
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