|Some Things are Meant to be a Secret
Author: JyleLover924 PM
I've always been loyal to my best friend, Darren. Nothing ever came between us and we never kept secrets from each other. Of course, that was before I started sleeping with his younger brother. *Yaoi, m/m. One-Shot.*Rated: Fiction M - English - Drama/Humor - Chapters: 2 - Words: 1,085 - Reviews: 4 - Favs: 9 - Follows: 2 - Updated: 07-17-11 - Published: 07-04-11 - Status: Complete - id: 2929501
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"Jeba..." He whispered, his voice dripping with seduction as he
crawled on top of me.
"Say it again," I gasped, grinning stupidly at him, my eyes hazed over
"Jeba," he repeated, smiling slightly as he suddenly pressed his lips
to mine in an urgent kiss.
I loved to hear him say my name. I loved it. But...no, I couldn't
love him. I couldn't even like him. He was my best friend's younger
brother for God's sake.
But here we were again, for the third time this month. We'd gave the
same excuse; Xavier had said he had some kind of sports lesson after
school and I'd said I was going to the bar to get drunk. Darren didn't
question either of us, not even when we left together. So we went back
to my apartment...
And ended up in our current situation. Again.
Xavier was stripped to his boxers on top of me, and I already had my
hands in his boxers, groping at his cock when we heard the door open
and we both froze, wide eyed, color draining from our faces as we
heard a yell.
Well, two weeks later, my best friend still isn't talking to me.
And, sadly, neither is his brother. Though I assume that has a lot to do with Darren dragging him out of my apartment half-naked and swearing to never speak to me again, and that none of his family would either.
Just my luck.
So now I'm sitting at the bar again, drinking away my sorrows, when I hear a familiar voice behind me. I don't know what it says and I can't place who it is because the alcohol has already started to take effect.
"Jeba, did you hear me?" the voice calls again and I turned around slowly, swaying and grinning at them.
"What?" I slurred.
They sighed at me in disgust, picking me up by the collar of my shirt and dragging me away from the bar.
"Hey! I di'n'-"
"Don't care." they growled, and I heard the doubles doors swing shut behind me.
I looked at them again, squinting my eyes. After a few moments of staring through the colors that were spotting my blurred vision, I came to the conclusion that it was Darren that was hauling me out. He was bitching at me too but I couldn't understand what he was saying.
"-Jeba? Jeba, are you okay?" he asked me, unlocking the door to my apartment and looking at me. I don't know how he got the key, it was crammed in my pocket.
He made a face at the nickname that he hated so much, shoving me through the door gently. "Come on. Let's get you to bed."
That's the last thing I remembered before I passed out.
I awoke to the bright sunlight shining in my windows. I squinted my eyes at the brightness, covering my face with my hands and trying to ignore the headache I now had.
"Glad you're awake." Darren's voice came from my doorway and I shot him a look, "hey, hey, don't look at me like that. I was just being responsible and making sure you made it home nice and safe. I'm still pissed at you, so be glad I helped you out at all."
"I'm really sorry, Darry…I should have told you," I mumbled, attempting to get up.
Darren laughed at me when I fell off my bed and I glared up at him from the floor.
"Jackass. It's not funny." I got up slowly, wincing as he walked to the door and past Darren.
Darren started to say something but he stopped and followed me instead, sitting on the couch as I went to the kitchen.
We were both silent for a while before Darren looked at me again.
"Why did you do it?" he asked me quietly, his piercing blue eyes seeming to see into my soul, and he could only be hurt and confused by whatever he had found.
"Why did I do what?"
"Why did you sleep with Xavier? Better yet, why didn't you tell me?"
I paused for a moment, feeling a lump in my throat as I left the kitchen area and sat down on the couch with him.
"I'm sorry, Darren. I'm really, truly, so, so very sorry. I should have told you. I just…I didn't think you would accept it, or let me see him anymore…and now I know I was right-"
"I would have accepted it if you had told me! I might not have been happy about it, but I would have accepted it! Instead, you had to go around and play with his feelings behind my back, and I know you, Jeb. It's just sex to you, that's all it is. But Xavier has feelings for you, and I'm not going to let you hurt him."
"Don't. Stop apologizing. I'm just protecting him, you would do the same if you cared about anyone besides yourself. Goodbye, Jeba." He stood up, walking to the door and closing it behind him.
I stared after him, not able to explain how heartbroken I felt inside.
It wasn't 'just sex' to me. I'd already figured that much out. And if I knew anything, anything at all for sure, I knew this:
I loved Xavier.
(A/N: I'm sorry to those of you that put this on your story alert, I'm planning on writing a sequal to it later on. I'm not able to currently because everything I have written for it is on my laptop; it's internet is messed up right now. I'm actually on my girlfriend's laptop right now. Anyway, again, sorry. I hope I can make it up to you in the sequal.)