Joseph

Thursday, December 24, 2002

Night

Only the creaking of old floorboards and the faint sound of someone sighing could be heard in the total darkness. In my ear, a distant voice murmured.
"Sexy?"

My eyes wouldn't open, and something was holding my legs and hands together. But my mouth was free and all I could mutter out was his name.
"Alex?"

"Are you okay? Are you cold?" His panicked voice said. Everything was so dark that my eyes wouldn't open. This felt like the hospital, but worse, a massive headache caved into the back of my head and fear quickly grew behind it. My situation resurfaced and anxious tears streamed down my cheeks, only to be wiped away by him. "I'm here, Sexy..."

My eyes eventually opened, and panic gripped my entire body. "Where am I?" Wherever I was looked like a cabin, it was made of logs and every decoration in the small room looked old. The dusty bed I laid on took up the whole room, and duct tape was tied around my hands and feet.

"Sexy, don't freak out..."

Panic coursed through my veins, and I sat up in the bed, breathing heavily. "Alex, I wanna go home..."

The chair he sat in was old and rugged, but what really caught my eye was his curly brown hair which was now platinum blonde, and he wore these green contacts. He looked like a completely different person. The frown on his face and the obvious anger in his eyes scared me.

"So that's what you do, Joseph? You fuck him?" The question itself caught me off guard and I tried getting out the duct tape around my arms. "Sexy. ANSWER MY FUCKING QUESTION!"

"He's my fiancée!" That answer didn't sit well with him, and his menacing glare only cemented that. "Alex, just let me go..."

He just stared at me, running his hand through my hair, only making me shiver in fear. "No."

"Alex..."

"I SAID NO! WHY THE FUCK DID YOU FUCK HIM? HUH?" "WHY JOSEPH? WHAT MAKES HIM SO SPECIAL?" The sheer anger in his voice made me cry. The more tears that fell down my face, the less angry he looked. "Sexy..."

"Alex, I don't want you! What DONT you understand about that?"

"I want you, though, and I'm going to have you." "Sexy, just think about our time in the shower. Think about it." My mind went to that moment, the feeling of him inside me and the small grunts he made every time he thrust into me, all while the warm water fell on us. Slowly my brain went to Lance and what happened last night. "Sexy. Remember when we went shopping?"

"Yes... It was nice."

"Seeing you all giddy and shit over some clothes was fucking cute." My eyes scanned the darkroom. There was nothing but old stuff and the moonlight pouring into the room from the window across from me, but the snap of his finger pulled me back to his crazed glare. "Sexy, I wouldn't hurt you. You know that, right? I would never fucking hurt you!"

A sense of disbelief, confusion, and fear ravaged my body. Trying to undo the tape around my hands made me yelp in pain. The way the tape pulled on my arm hairs just made me more upset. Alex took notice and swiftly pulled some scissors out, cutting the duct tape. I immediately swung at him, but he dodged it, pinning me to the bed. "Alex! Just let me go!"

"JOSEPH STOP!" He shouted, pinning my arms even harder to the bed. I wanted to kick him, knee him, do whatever I could, but my legs were still duct-taped and he was stronger than expected. "JOSEPH I LOVE YOU!"

He sat on top of my body and struggling started to get tiring. Eventually, I stopped bawling my eyes out. Lance was the only thing going through my head. His blonde hair, scruffy beard, and tall body. But Alex quickly took notice, moving my gaze to him. Staring into his phony green eyes only made me cry harder.

"Alex, please let me go..." His eyes were full of lust and comfort. It was a familiar expression, but every incident and horrible moment had pushed their way to the surface, obliterating any goodwill he had previously had. "Alex, please..."

"Sexy, can you just give me a chance?"

"A chance? Alex, you fucking kidnapped me!" His hands still had me pinned to the bed, and I could feel his hard dick through his jeans. "Alex, get off me!"

"I love you more than that dickhead ever could! But you fucked him? Get engaged to him! Why? You promised me we'd be together, then you up and fucking leave me. Alone, without you!" A tear slid down his face, dripping onto my cheek. "I fucking love you, Joseph!" He cried, letting my arms go. "And I don't know what to do without you anymore..."

Even with the situation I was in. I still felt bad. A part of me still wanted him to be happy, to smile, and feel joy, even with all the horrible things he did, I still wanted the best for him. I drew him down onto my shoulder, and flashbacks of him crying on my couch swam back. It felt so nice when he opened up to me for the first time and I rubbed his back.

"Alex, you have to let me go. This is wrong."

He pulled his head from my shoulder, his wet, tear-streaked face peering back at me. "You're gonna go back to that blonde dickhead, go back to fucking him and that's gonna FUCKING PISS ME OFF!" He shouted getting off of me.

My eyes widened and the fear in me grew as he pulled out the duct tape. I tried warding him off, but he quickly grabbed my hands with force, wrapping the duct tape around my arms.

"Alex! Please! I love you!"

That small sentence made him stop, and I knew what I had to do to get out. "Sexy, you think that shit's gonna work? You think I'm fucking dumb?"

"No! I just wanna talk!"

He wrapped the duct tape around my arms anyway, sitting back in the chair beside the bed. "Joseph, why did you fuck him? Just tell me."

Saying the right thing was the only way for me to get out. My eyes stayed focused on his and I straightened my body the best I could. My nerves were heightened, but I imagined myself in my office looking at him in the seat across from me. "Because you cheated on me, and he was there."

His face twisted into confusion. "But you said you loved him. You proposed to him in front of all those people! Had sex with him! You saying all that shit was because of me?"

"Alex, I wanted you." The memories of looking into his crystal blue eyes came up and a fake smile popped on my face. "Your beautiful eyes were always my favorite part of you."

Even though it was dark, I could see the red tint on his face, the small grin on his face. "You're pretty beautiful yourself, Sexy..."

My eyes went to the small black stain in the middle of his black jeans. "I felt your dick against me, Alex. When you got on top of me." I bit my lip, grinning at him. "I remember that time in the shower... The way you felt inside me..."

The bulge in his pants was prominent now, and he had a smirk on his face. "Sexy?"

"Yes?"

He got out of the chair, getting closer to my ear. "I know what you're doing."

Whether he knew what I was up to, I was going to keep my poker face. "So what's your plan exactly, Alex? Are you gonna keep me here? Fuck me again?"

His face turned to a frown and that red tint was gone, but his bulge wasn't. "Joseph, stop acting like that! If you do, I'll fucking kill that blonde dickhead."

My heart pounded hearing that, and I cleared my throat. "Alex, this won't make me love you."

"Sexy. If you don't, I'll make that blonde dickhead suffer. Do you understand me? I'll kidnap him just like I did you, and cut off one fucking finger every time I get upset and you know I have a temper..." he laughed with this insane look in his eyes. It was something I'd never seen from him, and it genuinely frightened me. "Sexy, I wouldn't hurt you. You know that, right?"

"Yes..." I trembled, crying to myself. His rough, tatted hand grazed my cheek making me even more afraid.

"Joseph, stop crying." The fear in my heart was overwhelming and stopping was hard. "JOSEPH I SAID STOP FUCKING CRYING! I WOULDNT FUCKING HURT YOU!"

I could feel the anger in his body. It was like an aura of just pure insanity and love. I'd never felt anything like it. "Alex, why did you cheat?" I squeaked, looking into his manic eyes.

"It was a mistake. A stupid fucking mistake! He just texted me, Sexy, and I was upset..."

"So you cheat on me?"

"Joseph, you let your family come between us! Let that blonde dickhead manipulate you! You left me without a goodbye."

"You CHEATED! YOU WERE A MESS THAT NIGHT!" I retorted as the emotions from that night bubbled up. "I went outside that night to talk to Lance, then I come back and you're drinking with my brother! Asking for a threesome!"

"I apologized for that night and you know that! He must have spiked my drink or something! I never get that fucking drunk! He was the reason, Joseph! Everything that happened that night was his fault and I should have fucking killed him instead of shooting his fucking legs!"

"Well, it doesn't matter anymore cause I'm engaged Alex! I love him! You shouldn't have even gone up there with my brother. You should have stayed with me!" I sobbed. "You ruined everything! I saw a future with you, Alex! I hate you!"

He got out of the chair, cutting the duct tape from my hands. "No, you don't."

"Yes, I do."

He sat on the bed, looking at me with his emotionless face. "Hit me."

My heartbeat faster, and rage coursed through my veins. "FUCK. YOU. ALEX"

The hairs on my arm stood up as he forced my hand to his neck. "Go ahead, Joseph, fucking kill me. If you hate me that much, do it." My body relaxed, and a wave of agony engulfed me. His emerald eyes were sad and defeated, the same look he gave me when I discovered he had cheated. "Go ahead, if you fucking hate me. Kill me. Just put me out of my misery..."

I encircled his neck with my hands, clenching tightly. His breathing became shallower, and tears streamed down his cheeks. "Fucking kill me..." He choked out, running his hand through my hair.

Tears started falling down my face and I let go of him, pushing him away. "I can't..." He took out his contacts and those crystal blue eyes I always loved stared back at me. "I can't Alex..."

"You love me, Joseph. You fucking love me, don't you?"

I shook my head, pushing him away. "I'm in love with my fiancée. I just can't kill anyone."

"Really? You can't kill the guy who threatened your friends and family and fiancée?" The feeling of his hand tangling in mine made me shiver, and I felt guilt all over. "Sexy look at me."

My eyes went to his, and it felt like the first we kissed. That attraction I felt to him was still there, and I fucking hated myself for it. But my heart was with Lance. Only him. "Alex, I'm engaged. Please, just leave me alone."

His face inched closer, and his gaze remained fixed on my lips. He moved my hand under his shirt, exposing his tattoos. "My heart belongs to you. My everything belongs to you, sexy." When our lips met, I felt a wave of guilt flood over me. The kiss only lasted a few seconds before I moved my hand from under his shirt, pushing him away from me.

"I'm not a fucking cheater!"

"Then kill me! I can't live without you JOSEPH!"

"I won't kill you, Alex! Why can't you just be happy without me?"

"CAUSE I LOVE YOU!" There was a small silence before something clicked in his head. His hand went to his back pocket, and he pulled his pistol out, raising it to his head. "YOU EITHER LOVE ME OR I KILL MYSELF."

"Alex stop..."

He gripped the gun even harder, closing his eyes. "YOU WANNA SEE ME FUCKING DEAD?"

"NO! I LOVE YOU! ALEX I LOVE YOU! PLEASE PUT IT DOWN." I cupped his face with my shaky hands, pecking his lips. "Please Alex..."

Those crystal eyes I loved opened, and he lowered the gun, mashing his lips against mine. "I fucking love you, Joseph." He grumbled as our kiss got more heated. A part of me wanted him to live, to be happy, and another part of me wanted to get away, to get back to Lance, yet deep down I knew this kiss had some similarity to love... Our lips parted, and he leaned his head against mine, taking my hand again. This time squeezing it.

"Joseph, I know he's rich and you guys have history, but I'm still fighting for you. I will always fight for you cause you're my fucking property."

"Alex, you might not care, but I don't wanna be a cheater. After being betrayed two times, I would never wanna put anyone else through that..."

"That's why I love you. You're a good person, a light at the end of a tunnel..." "But I'm not the sharing type. It's me or that blonde dickhead and I'll give you 4 days to decide. If you pick him, I'll fucking kill myself and you can be with him."

The words that left his mouth made me feel the worse I'd ever felt. "Alex, you'd hurt me doing that. I'd hurt every day knowing it's my fault..."

"4 days Sexy, if you pick me, we can be happy together. I know people who can make us new I.D.s. We can live on the edge, just me and you. Maybe, later on, have those children you wanted..."

"Alex-"

"4 days to make your decision..." he pecked my lips. "I love you." The words almost left my mouth but i quickly caught myself, only making him more pissed "Say it back Sexy..."

"I love you too..."

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Is Joseph's love for Alex fake? Or real? Let me know in the comments!

Hope you enjoyed the Chapter!

Sincerely, R.J