Alex

Thursday, December 10, 2002

Night

Everyone was jumping to the beat and singing along to the weird-ass song playing in the club, but my thoughts were on Joseph and the beer in my hand. He wouldn't leave my head. I needed to kiss him again, see his face... Sarah plopped down next to me, drinking from the small pink martini in her hand.

"Has he called back yet?"

"No, but I'm not too worried," I exclaimed as I downed my beer.

She sipped the rest of the martini, watching the crowd dance. "Wanna go with me?"

Why the hell not... "Let's do it!" I shouted, taking one last long swig of my beer.

We went to the dancefloor and my mind stayed on Joseph as I moved to the beat. A couple of guys kept trying to dance with me, but I wasn't about to fuck up everything I'd built up this far.

"What do you plan to do with him?" she shouted, twirling herself with my hand.

"Whatever he wants! As long as it's only with me!"

She looked at me in pure confusion. "Only with you?"

"Yeah, like that dumbass Pete and his dickhead boyfriend and any other guy has to go..."

She stopped dancing and the vibe between us kind of stopped. "That's my friend, Alex."

"Word it differently," the whisper yelled in my ear. "I just don't like him talking to other guys, that's all!"

She smiled, pinching my cheek. "You really like him. That's so cute, but Pete is nice..." He's a fucking bitch, and so is she. They're lucky I need their support... As I danced to the beat, I felt a body grind against me.

"Get the fuck off me!" I shouted, pushing him. He turned around and the annoyance I already had only flared up more. "Ryan..."

"Bet if it was a male model, you would have been fine with it!" he quipped, dancing.

"Who's this guy?" Sarah whispered in my ear.

"A friend that pisses me off..."

"Introduce me Babe!" he chirped, trying to get my hands to his hips, with an ugly grin on his face.

I snatched my hands away, trying to control my anger. "This is Ryan..."

"Ryan, I'd calm down if I were you. Joseph would drop you!" Sarah laughed, going back to dancing.

His face went from a smirk to a frown in just seconds..."They together or something?" she nodded singing to the song and he looked at me in disgust. "When did this happen?"

"None of your fucking business. Now move before I move you myself!" I yelled.

People glanced at us, but they knew better than to step in or say anything. "Alex, chill..." Sarah said, lightly touching my arm. "Let's just go."

His smug face pissed me off, but I knew I couldn't crush his skull the way I wanted, or I'd be locked up even longer if they found his body. "You're lucky she's here!" I yelled, walking off. 

We stepped outside, and her confused expression already told me she had questions. "So.. you have a history with him, obviously."

I rubbed my hair, looking at the crowd of people in line to get in. "We used to fuck, and he caught feelings..."

She giggled, patting my shoulder. "Don't let Joseph know. He'd probably kill that boy."

"Joseph? kill someone? "

"I've heard him when he's angry... It's honestly scary..." Now I wanna make him mad...

"I'm gonna go see if he's home."

she smiled kissing my cheek "Have fun!"

...

When I pulled into the driveway, I saw his ex step in and out with boxes. I got out of the car walking up the driveway. Seeing him leave just put the brightest grin on my face. He was the excess fat weighing him down, and it was finally being cut off. "I see you're making your exit!"

He pushed past me, setting some clothes in the trunk of his car. "You think you won?"

"I sure do..."

He scoffed with a smile. "He got rid of me for you and now he's getting rid of you for him"

My eyes narrowed on him. "What are you talking about, dickhead?"

"Some long-haired blonde guy was alone with him, stepping up to me like a dog," he laughed, stopping at the doorframe. "I lasted years, and you only lasted a day... HILARIOUS."

Picking up the last box from the house, he set it in his car, but all I could focus on was the thought of another guy having him... "He got a name, dickhead?"

He got in the car, starting the engine before looking out the window with a smirk. I'd happily cut off with the knife in my pocket. "Lance." he backed out the driveway and was off.

Lance... That name kept rolling through my head. I'll go to him then. I pulled my phone out, dialing him. It rung for a few seconds before his sexy laugh flooded my ears.

"Alex, everything okay?"

"Who are you with?" I stressed, closing his door.

"Family... Why what's wrong? Are you okay?" the care in his voice put a smile on my face. "Tell him you need him..." the whisper said.

"Joseph, I need to see you..."I whined as I looked across at his neighbors, who were staring at me. I walked back to my car, flipping them off.

"Alex, I'm a bit busy..." He mumbled, a deep voice echoed in the background, and a wave of rage washed over me.

"So what? I was just a fucking moment for you?"

"No! Alex, I left him for you..." hearing that made my dick hard. I'm the only guy he needs...

"Prove it, Joseph." There was a second of silence before a message popped up. He was in a neighborhood I knew too well... "On my way."

...

Why did his parents have to live so fucking far? Seriously, two fucking hours is too long, but I made it anyway, stopping at the gate. Seeing the other mansions reminded me of how much fun Ryan and I used to have breaking into houses. Something buzzed, asking for identification. I rolled down my window, confused.

"Uh, Alex?"

The gate opened to the biggest mansion I've ever been to. The front was lit up, and the water fountain shone brightly, illuminating the sidewalk. Damn, he really is well off... I stepped out of the car and the breeze hit my chest. I didn't even realize I wasn't wearing a shirt. Just some tattered jeans and black boots. Fuck it! Shows character.

I rang the doorbell, moving my hair a little before a maid answered. She looked me up and down in fear. "Wrong house?"

"Joseph's boyfriend." Her eyes went wide, and she turned her head, mouthing something. She moved out of the way and Joseph showed up in an outfit I thought I'd never see on him. He looked like the preppy boys in the movies with sweaters around their necks. "You gonna invite me in, Sexy?"

He grabbed my hand, guiding me inside and my lips immediately connect with his, and my hand slid to his ass. "Alex... my family..." he mumbled playfully pushing my face back. He had that smile I loved so much on his face and I didn't even notice his family staring at me. The blonde guy caught my eye. Dressed similar to Joseph, he looked like he belong on some bullshit golf course.

"He's hot..." some dude with a beard said. Looked like his brother. Guiding me to the table, there were exotic dishes and shit I'd never seen before. One piece looked like some fucked up octopus and another was some small purple eggs. Reminded me of dirty fish eggs. This shit looked gross. A nice pizza was better for me.

His parents just stared at me, then at joseph. "Son, where'd you guys meet again?"

"A club and this is my mother and father, by the way." They forced a smile, staring at my chest as everyone does. He motioned towards the blonde-haired guy. "That's Lance, and the one who called you hot is my brother."

Lance nodded and his brother just stared at me with googly eyes. "Hey, I'm Michael," he cooed, trying his best to be sexy.

"Sup."

My hand found its way between Josephs's legs and he couldn't help but connect his lips with mine. From the side of my eye, I could see Blondie's frown. Yeah, be fucking jealous...

"Joseph!" his mother nagged.

He rubbed my jaw, giving me one last kiss. "Sorry mom..." the way he looked at me was definitely putting me in the mood and he knew it. But his father's menacing eyes stayed on me. He was challenging me and I wasn't gonna back down.

"So what're your intentions with my son?"

"Dad..."

"Let your BOYFRIEND speak." There was a lot of energy on the boyfriend part.

"Whatever he wants, as long as it's only with me..." I smiled.

He looked at his wife. "Only with you?"

"Yeah, there's no room for any other guys."

He looked at Lance, then at Joseph. "Son, how do you feel about that?"

Joseph's attention went to Lance, and there was a spot of anger in me slowly growing. "He has male friends himself, so I'd hope that wouldn't be a problem..."

"He's clingy and hot. Lance, you have some competition," his brother joked, taking a bite of a tomato.

"There's no competition if I'm already at the finish line..." I growled, staring that dumbass blonde down.

Joseph got up, grabbing my arm. "Excuse us for a moment."

"I like him! He's spicy," his brother shouted.

Dragging me around a corner, he stared at me in concern. Seeing him all riled up was kind of hot. Maybe there was some edge to him. "Why are you being like that?" he whispered.

"I'm letting goldilocks over there know his place..." I whispered back with a little aggression.

"Alex, he isn't competition. Don't let my brother get in your head." He leaned his head on mine, pecking at my lips. "I'm with you for a reason."

"I'm sorry... I'll be nice."

The feeling of his soft hand going down my chest turned me. There was a sense of control in the way he looked at me. Being told what to do was never my thing. But he could tell me to do anything and I'd probably do it. I got closer to his sexy face, ready to feel his soft lips, but the blonde dickhead walked around the corner. Pissing me off.

"Everything alright Joseph?"

"He's fine," I growled, dragging him back to the table.

"He tamed the beast!" His brother cheered as we sat down. The fire in me grew larger as I noticed his neck. He covered up the marks I gave him...

"So what do you work as?" his mother asked with the most prissy face I've ever seen.

"Run a few clubs and deal drugs..." everyone's eyes shot open and I couldn't help but laugh. "I'm fucking with you guys! I just run clubs..."

They all nervously chuckled, taking bites of their food. His mother squinted her eyes, staring into my soul. "Do you want kids?"

"Nah, not my thing."

Her eyes went to Joseph, and his father spoke up. "My son wants kids, so how's that gonna work?" Shit, I didn't know that...

"Maybe get a dog or something..." His sexy smile went away, and I knew I was fucking up "But! I wouldn't mind one of course!" nice save dumbass...

"Marriage?" his mother suggested.

"Maybe in my thirty's not anytime soon though." They all just looked at Joseph and my nerves started to grow. "What I say?"

"Nothing... I'll be right back," Joseph murmured, getting up.

"Joseph, what I say?" he just waved me off, turning the corner. His brother shook his head, taking a bite of his salad. "What the fuck did I say?" I shouted, getting a giggle from his brother.

"You just basically told him no to everything he wants," he gargled, eating his bland-ass salad.

"Shit... I'll go talk to him—"

His father stood up. "Don't, you'll make it worse. Just let him think." Moving his eyes to the blonde fuck, he pointed his finger like a king. "Go make him feel better."

He got up on queue like a fucking dog jogging around the corner. His father really controls everything, huh? Turning his attention to me, his body got tense, and his stare was like a hunter to prey. It was a look I was far too familiar with. One that instills fear, but It didn't faze me.

"Why do you like my son, exactly?"

"He's sexy, smart, and makes me happy." Let's hope this cheesy shit gets them off my back...

He studied my face, and despite his wrinkles and age, he didn't look too much like an older geezer. He looked like Joseph, just a bit older. Good genes.

"There's nothing genuine in your reasons... You're only gonna upset him." trying to break us apart... That's why he sent that blonde asshole. The chair squeaked as I stood up, walking away from the table. Where the fuck is he?

I made my way into the living room, spotting him sitting way too fucking close to that dickhead. I could hear small giggles and blondie kept touching his shoulder. "Joseph! let's talk..."

Peeking over the chair, he got up. "Sorry... I just needed a moment."

Blondie got up, rubbing his shoulder. "I'm always here for you..."

He walked back into the dining room, and my nerves went to a hundred. The smile on his face, and the way that dickhead touched him. It was like acid being poured all over me.

"What the fuck was that?"

He covered his face with a small sigh. "He's a friend Alex..."

"THAT TOUCHES YOU!?" My voice at this point was yelling, and It felt like lava coursing through my veins. "Only guy who should be touching you is ME!"

He caressed my jaw, staring at my lips with that sexy smile he always had. "Why are you so jealous all of a sudden?"

"I'm not! I don't give a fuck who it is. The only guy you should be talking to is ME!"

He was trying to come up with a response, but his eyes told me he liked it. Laying my hand on his ass, I pulled him closer. Staring at him. Facial hair never was my thing, but he taught me to love it. Shifting his eyes to my lips, he took a breath.

"Alex..." "You still hang around the guy you had sex with. Luckily for you, I've never even kissed Lance, let alone touched him. He's just a friend..."

"Doesn't fucking matter, Joseph, you're with me and only me!"

"If that's the case, you can't hang around him!"

"I hang around whoever I fucking want!" and with that, he grabbed my jaw, keeping me still. The strength in his grip was sexy, and so was the way he looked in my eye. Claiming me with just his gaze.

"If I say you don't talk to him. You don't..." he seethed, causing the biggest boner ever in my pants. Pretty sure he could feel it. The way he was looking at me and the tight grip he had on my waist had an effect on me nobody else had. Seconds ticked away and for the first time, I backed down, moving my gaze from his.

"I won't... just don't let that dickhead touch you again," I murmured.

His hand traveled down my neck to my chest, then down to the middle of my pants. He opened his mouth to say something before his stupid fucking father shouted his name.

"Coming, Dad!"

Grabbing my hand, he led me back into the dining room. The room was empty, only occupied by his father. "Lance has your second gift ready. Go in the backyard."

The urge to drag him out of this fucked house struck me, but the smile on his face told me not to. "Patience is key," the whisper stressed. I know shut the fuck up and stay quiet. I got this! He led me to the back door, opening it. It was pitch black, and all I could hear were the annoying ass crickets and cars in the distance.

"Hello?" He croaked. I could feel something metal as he clenched my hand harder.

There was a moment of silence before the lights popped on. "SURPRISE!" the big crowd of people yelled. Blonde dickhead sat in the middle raising his wineglass. "Surprise!"

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