hiitskelly
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we got inches away and I never even got close
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Post by hiitskelly on Jul 26, 2011 23:04:59 GMT -5
"Selling yourself?" He asked, his voice going loud. He ran his fingers through his hair. Enraged at the thought of other men getting to touch Monroe. "That's it.." He finally connected the dots. "That's why you've not been sleeping with me." He stared at Monroe's back. "You should have come to me.. I could have helped you. What can I do now.. now you have this shit.. and I can't do anything about it." He felt like he was going crazy. Of course he loved him. But this.. he had never in a million years thought that Monroe would cheat on him. "Did you even think how this would effect me." He spoke the words harshly. He couldn't control his anger anymore. He needed to do something. Hit something. Yell, shout. But not here. "I'm going out." He hadn't even really given Monroe a chance to speak. But began pulling on a pair of jeans. Grabbing whatever shirt he could lay his hands on, brushing past Monroe to walk out of the apartment.
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Post by Jayy on Jul 26, 2011 23:12:54 GMT -5
"STOP!" Monroe shouted after Rich, turning towards him quickly, running towards the door. "Yes! Yes, of course I thought about the effect on you! Why do you think I didn't come intor bed at night? Because I smell like fucking sweat, sex and shame! WHy do you think I wouldn't have sex with you? Because you could catch it! I was thinking about you! I know it's no excuse, because yes, yes I cheated on you... but god dammit Rich I still love you!" he cried out, standing by the door as he tried to talk to Rich. He shook his head quickly, letting out a long stream of air. "Rich, what if you have it now! I couldn't live with myself, it's one thing for me to die, but not you! "
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hiitskelly
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we got inches away and I never even got close
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Post by hiitskelly on Jul 26, 2011 23:23:37 GMT -5
Rich rolled his eyes. He knew he was probably acting really childish. "Whatever." He tossed his keys away, not caring where they landed. He moved to the fridge. "Yeah, I can tell you put a lot of thought into me." He moved past him, towards the fridge. He knew that they would have some for of alcohol in the freezer. Sure enough he saw what he was looking for in their. He pulled the super chilled bottle of vodka out. Screwing the top off and throwing it in the sink. HE didn't plan on putting this bottle down. He ignored all of what Monroe said. He moved past him as he took a long swig from the bottle. Bitting his lip as it went down his throat burning. "I can really tell how much you love me. Now you have HIV and I might too. So much love."
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Post by Jayy on Jul 26, 2011 23:29:22 GMT -5
Monroe frowned as he watched Rich go bottoms-up style. He shook his head, rolling his eyes as he walked into the living room and sat on the edge of the couch. "So to solve your problems you're going to drink until you don't recognize me?" he asked as his eyes narrowed listening to Rich's hurtful words. "Don't fucking talk about it like that," he hissed through clenched teeth. "This is my life now, I can't get rid of what I've done. I have permanant scars of my past now. As much as I want to just get an abortion and forget about it, it doesn't quite work like that with HIV..." he muttered, crossing his arms over his chest i a very childish manner. "Whatever happens... you need to get tested."
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hiitskelly
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we got inches away and I never even got close
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Post by hiitskelly on Jul 26, 2011 23:36:29 GMT -5
Rich knew Monroe was right. But he wasn't ready to admit that. He took another long swig from the vodka. It didn't sting as bad this time. And he could feel th emuscles in his back relax as he took yet another swig. He gritted his teeth. "So.." He knew he'd regret what he was about to say. "How much did you get paid to fuck up out lives?" He turned to look. He didn't really mean what he said. He was shocked and hurt. He just didn't understand how Monroe could do this to him. "Was he good?" He asked, knowing that this was the anger and alcohol talking. "Did he fuck you hard?"
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Post by Jayy on Jul 26, 2011 23:42:40 GMT -5
Monroe looked at Rich in utter astoundment. He walked right up to the half drunken bastard, and with his palm slapped his hard across the face with an angry scowl. "Fuck you, you fucking pig," he hissed through clenched teeth, hurt saturating his words. He walked away quickly, and Like Rich had done only twenty minutes before, slammed himself into the bathroom. He walked to the mirror and looked at his face.
His eyes were bloodshot and his face was less colorful than his normal glowing tan. He looked about ten years older already. He splashed cld water onto his, what he found very ugly face and sighed, crossing his arms over the sink and leaning his head on to them, standing at the sink.
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hiitskelly
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we got inches away and I never even got close
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Post by hiitskelly on Jul 26, 2011 23:54:57 GMT -5
Rich sat there, quietly. His cheek burning where he had been slapped hard. He swallowed. He sat there for ten minutes. Finishing the bottle off, he walked, more like stumbled, into the bed room. Staring at the bathroom door. "I'm the pig." He laughed drunkenly, his fingers drawing shapes against the door. He wasn't even sure what he was saying was going to make sense. "I'm not the one who was getting to paid to get guys off." He laughed again. He was completely gone. This is what he had wanted. Now everything didn't hurt. The feeling where Monroe had smacked him was numb now. Everything was numb. "I hope you enjoyed it baby." He threw the empty glass bottle at the door. It shattered. "I HOPE YOU ENJOYED FUCKING US UP!" He slammed his fist into the door now, it was easier to get angry when he was drunk like this. "Fuck." He shouted as he took a step, feeling glass getting stuck in his foot, and the warm gush of blood. He muttered something under his breath, "Stupid idiot." He made his way to the bed, getting the floor bloody as he walked carefully, stumbling more now. He sat on the bed, trying to get the glass out of his foot. Failing miserably.
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Post by Jayy on Jul 27, 2011 0:04:46 GMT -5
Monroe flinched and screamed as he heard the glass crash against the door. He looked at himself in thr mirror again, his face a wreck of red splotches, crumbling under his miserable sobbing. He was hideous. Not just from crying, but from lying. From screwing up the only thing in his life that ever went right. He walked to the door and pounded his fist on it dramatically, shaking his head as he set his forehead against the door, pushing his hands up against the cool surface. Honestly, he was afraid to leave the bathroom now.
"You're a fucking drunk," Monroe hissed threw the door as he bit down on his bottom lip. He could feel the warm salty tears drip onto his chest, for he couldn't do anything now. He let out a long, long moan in agony as he rested his ehad on the door.
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hiitskelly
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we got inches away and I never even got close
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Post by hiitskelly on Jul 27, 2011 0:08:32 GMT -5
Rich, bit his lip as he plucked the glass out of the bottom of his foot. "I'm a drunk." He laughed, a drunk smirk on his lips. "I'm a drunk and you're a whore." He was speaking loudly, the neighbors could probably hear him. "We're such a fucking perfect couple. A drunk and a whore." He walked to the door again. Giggling as his finger drew shapes again. "It hurts to think about it." He mumbled, his emotions changing again. "Picturing you with another man. Not me. I've never cheated you know."
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Post by Jayy on Jul 27, 2011 0:13:48 GMT -5
Monroe moved from the door and threw his hands up oer his ears. Listening to him was unbearable, he couldn't do anything to protect himself from this harassment. He cried ut, shaking his head wildly, clutching his eyes tightly shut as he shook his head. "Stop, STOP!" he cried out, leaning back against the wall next to the toilet, slowly sliding down it. He brought up his knees to his chest and buried his face deep into them with a grimace, his hands stillf irmly over his ears although it didn't make a difference on what he heard. He gasped for air as he tried to block out the world, he wanted anything to do to get himself away from this mess. Rich had never been like this, it was all his fault.
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hiitskelly
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we got inches away and I never even got close
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Post by hiitskelly on Jul 27, 2011 0:19:33 GMT -5
RIch could hear Monroe shouting at him. He sounded so far away. "Yeah I'll stop.." He stumbled away from the door. Stepping in more glass. "Fuck." he groaned as he felt the sting. "Monroeee." He called his name out, not even being able to make it to the bed this time. Falling onto the floor. He tried to pull the glass out again this time. Biting his lip as he pulled a few shards out. He frowned, "Monroe come out." He said loudly. He leaned back, forgetting that the bed wasn't behind him. Causing him to hit the floor. He started laughing. He was completely wasted. He had never been so drunk. Usually Monroe was around to monitor him, to keep him from doing stupid things. like step in broken glass. Twice.
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Post by Jayy on Jul 27, 2011 0:26:29 GMT -5
"Yeah, right, you have a shot gun waiting for me?" Monroe called out shaking his head. He wrapped his arsms around his legs and buried his face into them. he had never ever seen Rich like this. Never had he heard so harsh words, been thrown such hard tones. He hated every ounce of him, and just wanted him to go away. He was used to being talked down upon, but not from this man, never from this man. He couldn't do a damn thing about it either. He knew he should have taken the bottle form him when he removed it from the freezer. maybe if he had a drink he would calm his nerves. That's exactly what he needed, a drink.
He stood up, wipin g his face as he walked to the door. He pressed his ear against it, hearing Rich's laughter. he shook his head, afraid to unlock it. Finally with enough pride, he opened the door, dtopping dead in his tracks. With wide eyes, his eyes went from the glass (which he had almost stepped on) to the blood, to Rich with the glass in his feet.
"What the fuck did you do?" he cried out, throwing his hands over his mouth in shock. "Oh my god babe, babe are you okay?" he asked quickly, carefully stepping over the glass and rushing to Rich's side, knealing next to him.
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hiitskelly
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we got inches away and I never even got close
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Post by hiitskelly on Jul 27, 2011 0:43:21 GMT -5
Rich laughed again, smiling when he saw Monroe step out of the bathroom. "Heyyyy." He slurred, he reached out for the boy. "Stepped in glass. Duh." He rolled his eyes trying to pick some more glass out of his foot, wiping the blood off on his shirt. "I can't get it all out." He mumbled frowning as he pulled his foot closer, or at least tried to. "I need more vodka. The other bottle slipped." He slurred, throwing his hand out towards the bathroom door where the emoty bottle had shattered when he threw it.
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Post by Jayy on Jul 27, 2011 0:54:36 GMT -5
Monroe was suddenly nervous. Many times before he had dressed Rich's wounds for they had been cuts and scrapes. Now, he could permanantly give Rich something that was all his fault, if he hadn't already. "Fuck," he cursed and got up, going into the bathroom. He looked underneath the sink and pulled out a pair of latex gloves in which he kept for when he dyed his hair. He then grabbed his towel that was hanging up in the bathroom, and stepped over the glass and back to rich. He put one hand gently on his foot to support it and used the other one to pick the glass out.
"The last thing you need is more vodka... you need to go to bed," he said in a gentle voice as though he were talking to a small child. He put the towel over his foot and pressed against it tightly. "I can sleep on the couch, you need to crawl into bed and sleep off this drunkness." he sighed, slowly standing up and offereing Rich his hand to help him into bed. "You got blood on the comforter."
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hiitskelly
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we got inches away and I never even got close
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Post by hiitskelly on Jul 27, 2011 1:01:07 GMT -5
Rich mumbled nonsense as he let Monroe help him up. But he didn't let the boy go. He wrapped his arms around him. "Please come to bed with me." He pressed a few kisses along his jaw line. "I'll forget about everything. I don't want to be alone." He kissed right below his ear. When he got really drunk this was the usual stage he got to around this point. Anger, clingyness, then just getting really tired. "Pleaseee." He slurred nibbling his ear lobe. "I don't care what you did. I just want you close." He sat down on the bed, his arms still around Monroe's waist. Planting a few soft kisses on the exposed skin. His fingers moving to pull his pants down lower.
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