Fancy meeting you here [CLOSED]

[Brent McKinney-Jackson]

[/i] "He's a fucking kid!"
Brent groaned, aware that he'd just sworn at the top of his lungs in the middle of the Entrance Hall. Luckily, it didn't look like there was anybody around to hear him.

"Don't freak? How am I not meant to freak at that?"[/color][/font][/ul]

[Chase McKinney-Jackson]

Chase inwardly groaned and let Brent say everything before he responded. Brent was mad, he could tell that. He was furious more like it. Chase didn't know what to say. He knew it was a bad idea to tell Tyler to think about it, but he hated making people sad, and Chase would do anything to fix it. Even lie.

"Brent. I was never going to think about it! It was a lie! I promise! I would have told him he was a kid, that it was against the rules.... Hell. I tired, but the kid looked it up! He's 17, and it says there is no rule against it at 17! He's of age! I couldn't beat that, Brent! And I couldn't just let him mope around all day looking on the verge of tears!"

Chase understood why Brent was mad, he really did. But chase didn't need this. He already felt bad enough for this whole situation. He didn't need this to be added to all of it.

"Why are you so angry anyways? Even if I were to try it out with him. Which I'm not. What could you say? You're still with Maryn!" Chase knew he probably shouldn't have said that. But he did and he couldn't take it back now.

[Brent McKinney-Jackson]

[/i]? Chase was right. Chase was always right. Because he was still with Maryn. He had no right to go around screaming at Chase about this... He was messing them both about, messing himself about. Soon, he was going to have to face the consequences. What if Maryn hated him afterwards? What if Chase hated him?

This is all your fault, McKinney.

Brent had to look away, blinking more as his eyes began to water. No. No. He was not going to cry. Brent McKinney did not cry; not for anything; not for anyone. He was better than that.[/color][/font][/ul]

[Chase McKinney-Jackson]

Chase knew he probably shouldn't have lied to Tyler, but he panicked and didn't know what else to do! Chase was bad with that sort of thing. He already felt bad enough without Brent yelling at him.

"You're right. I shouldn't have lied. But I didn't know what to do. I'm sorry..." Chase looked down at the ground. He felt ashamed of himself. He shouldn't have done it. He shouldn't have lied. He should have just told Tyler that it was never going to happen, and let him get over it on his own. He was just stupid.

Chase looked up and was surprised to see that it looked like Brent was going to cry... What the fuck...?

"Brent...? Are you.... are you about to cry?" Chase felt bad... it must have been what he said about Maryn. Chase really was stupid. "Look, I shouldn't have said that about Maryn. I know you're just confused... please don't cry."

[Brent McKinney-Jackson]

[/b] cry. You're bigger and better than that and you know it.[/i] the voice inside his head kept telling him. Chase could obviously see he was about to cry and that just made Brent feel even worse.

"You're right. You should've said it." he whispered, looking at the ground, hiding his face. Brent could feel the tears running down his cheeks now, he just hoped that Chase couldn't see them. Brent couldn't remember the last time he'd cried. He guessed it was probably when he cut himself off from his parents. That had hurt more than this. He shouldn't be crying. He should never cry. But he was because this did hurt. And the fact that it was going to hurt Chase or Maryn as well made it twice as painful.[/color][/font][/ul]

[Chase McKinney-Jackson]

Chase could obviously tell that Brent was lying. Chase didn't even remember seeing Brent cry before. This had to be bad... this was hurting him. And Chase just made things so much worse. Chase hated himself right now. Why did he have to be so stupid.

"Brent... I'm sorry. I'm just... frustrated. And I know you're hurting, and it wasn't right of me to say that. But please don't block me out. Talk to me. Don't just tell me you're fine when I can see you're hurting."

Chase walked closer to Brent and put his hand on his arm. With his other hand he pulled Brent's face up so he could look in his eyes. Brent's eyes were amazing... and Chase hated seeing them filled with tears. He hated seeing Chase hurting... especially when Chase knew he was the cause of it.

[Brent McKinney-Jackson]

[/i], something he never did. And he didn't like it. Crying was what weak, pathetic people did.

Brent wanted to pull away and go and lock himself in the choir room so he could stay there for the remainder of the day. But he couldn't. It was Chase. Brent looked at the floor instead of meeting Chase's gaze. Brent felt vulnerable and weak. You're pathetic. Brent bit his lip, trying his hardest to stop himself from crying. It didn't seem to be working though.[/color][/font][/ul]

[Chase McKinney-Jackson]

Chase felt like crying himself. But he stopped himself with his anger. Chase maybe shouldn't have said that, but he did and he couldn't take it back. That didn't mean Brent had to act like this when he was just trying to help.

"Look. Whatever. If you don't want me to help, or even look at me for some reason then I guess I've pissed you off too much. Why don't you just go crawl back to Maryn. You always do, don't you? You always go back to her and leave me in the dust." Chase took his hands off Brent and turned away. His back was now facing Brent. Chase was biting the inside of his cheek, he always did when he became extremely pissed off. Like now. Be mad at him, fine. Don't block him out. That was all Chase was asking for.

[Brent McKinney-Jackson]

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[Chase McKinney-Jackson]

Chase was majorly pissed. More so than he had been in a long time. He was yelling at Brent... something he never did! Him and Brent never got in fights... they always were happy with each other. They never fought. Chase loved that about their relationship.

"How do I know this time if different. You keep saying that, but I bet you don't even know what you're going to do. Are you saying you choose me? Because I don't think you've made that decision yet." Chase said it with his back still towards Brent. He couldn't look at him right now...

He heard a thud and then Brent hissing in pain. He guessed Brent hit something, or kicked something. It was like Brent to do that.

"I love you, Brent. And I don't want to say the things to hurt you. But they're on my mind Brent. And it makes me mad when you won't open up to me... I know you're crying for a reason. I know it's because of what I said. What I want is for you to tell me what's going on in your mind."

Chase looked at the ground in shame. He shouldn't have gotten so mad. But he did and he couldn't take it back. Brent needed to hear what he said.

[Brent McKinney-Jackson]

[/i] caused him some pain, though that was only because he'd kicked it. And it was Chase's fault that he'd kicked the wall; Brent should be glaring at him. Brent wasn't even going to glare at Chase though. Chase wasn't worth glaring at. Chase wasn't looking anyway.

"I don't know!" Brent cried. The tears had stopped now, only to be replacedby anger. Brent then noticed that Ribbity II was nowhere to be seen. Fucking toad. He'd have to go looking for the little devil again later.

Brent knew that he had to make a decision. Now he knew that decision would have to be made soon. He didn't want to fight with Chase. Brent had a feeling that the fighting wouldn't stop until he'd chosen. "With a bit of luck, she'll just leave me. You'd love that." he spat bitterly. If Maryn did that to Brent... He didn't know what he would do. It would rip his heart in two. It would tear him apart. Brent hated even thinking of it.

"But... but I don't know what's going on in my mind. I just don't know." Brent sighed in frustration, running a hand through his hair, for once, not caring that he'd mess it up.[/color][/font][/ul]

[Chase McKinney-Jackson]

Chase knew he shouldn't even have thought that Brent was going to pick him. It was going to be just like before. Chase would be strung along, and then dumped on the side of the road. Stuck in the friendzone for his entire life. Chase couldn't take much more of it. But he had to. He promised Brent that he would still be his friend. No matter what decision he would make. Chase didn't know if he could anymore. He was tired of being strong.

"Of course you don't know. I shouldn't have thought you did. My bad." Chase rolled his eyes, but that was pointless as Brent couldn't see him with his back facing him.

Chase snapped around when he heard the next sentence come from Brent's mouth. His eyes squinted as he could believe what he said. "Do you honestly think that that's what I want? That I want you to get hurt like that? If you do, then I honestly don't know if you know me at all."

Chase couldn't believe that all this was because of a student had a little crush on him. If Chase didn't know better, he would guess that Brent had been jealous when he walked in on Tyler and Chase standing there, even if nothing happened.

Taking a deep sigh, Chase decided to turn his brain completely off and act on impulse. He did what he wanted to do right now. He walked over to Brent and pushed him against the wall. Chase put his hands on the wall on either side of Brents head and he kissed him. Chase kissed Brent like Chase had never kissed Brent before. He didn't know why. But the anger mixed with all the emotion made Chase want it more than anything. So he went for it.

[Brent McKinney-Jackson]

(OOC: Sorry if this is rubbish. It's early and I'm rushing)

[/i] Chase kiss him. Brent defintely couldn't make sense of anything right now. But this felt good so he wasn't going to stop it. Even though they were doing it in the middle of the Entrance Hall, Brent really didn't care.

Wow.

Brent tugged on Chase's shirt collar, pulling him closer (if that was possible). Things were better when Brent didn't have to think about things. And things were definitely better when he was kissing Chase like this.[/ul][/font][/color]

[Chase McKinney-Jackson]

Chase was afraid that because Brent was so mad, he would try to push him away. He didn't know if he could handle that, though and was therefore glad when Brent kissed him back. Chase smiled into the kiss when Brent grabbed his collar and pulled Chase towards him more. This was the Brent that Chase loved. The one that wasn't mad, the one that wasn't thinking, the one that was letting his emotions do the talking.

Deciding it wasn't a good idea to continue to snog in the entrance hall, Chase broke the kiss, against everything in his mind and body. He kept his forehead on Brent's but moved his arms. Only to his waist, though.

"I'm sorry. I don't like it when we fight. I was stupid, and I'm sorry. Can you forgive me?" Chase knew he probably cheated with his apology by kissing him like that. But Chase probably needed that more than anyone... he needed Brent to kiss him back so he knew he didn't completely fuck things up. Chase felt like he always fucked things up. He blames his dad, Chase always though he was the reason for his dad being the way he was. Still sometimes does to this day.

But Chase couldn't fuck this up. This was what he wanted the most in life. ...He couldn't fuck it up. All he wanted was Brent. And now was his last chance.

[Brent McKinney-Jackson]

[/i].

Brent's smile faded ever so slightly when Chase broke the kiss but it was still there. Because Chase was still there; they were still close. "Yes. Of course I can but you're stupid. And so am I. I don't wanna fight again." he whispered, bringing a hand to Chase's face gently.

"I love you." Brent said softly, his smile growing again as he looked into Chase's eyes. He needed to say it right now; Chase's looked like he needed to hear it from Brent too. It was strange... telling Chase that, not Maryn. Brent supposed he would grow used to. Unless - unless he chose Maryn. But Brent wasn't going to think of that. Not here, not now.[/color][/font][/ul]