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Post by Chase McKinney-Jackson on Jun 3, 2012 15:08:21 GMT
Tears were still falling down Chases face as he apparated to Alex's appartment. He couldnt stop them from falling. His mind keep trying to replay the incident in his mind. Brents lips on that little fucking slytherin.
The tesrs came faster as he knocked on Alexs door, hoping to Merlin he would be home. He needed him right now more than anyone else. He knew that somehow Alex would make him try to feel better. It was kind of late. Chase kept knocking even though he hadn't given Alex enough time to answer it yet. Chase was too impatient right now.
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Post by Alexander Jay García Torres on Jun 3, 2012 15:26:23 GMT
"Stop it, Tootie." Alex grumbled from the sink, up almost to his elbows in soapy, warm water. "Stop begging, gordita. You've eaten plenty... maybe even more than me." He peered down at the black cat who sat there at his feet while he washed dinner dishes, she was gazing up at him with large, jade eyes, pleading silently that she be given food. Alex yawned and ignored her, finishing washing up without another sound.
Then someone knocked? Alex looked at the door with knitted eyebrows. It wasn't terribly late but he wasn't expecting anyone. Tieing his dressing gown up, they knocked again. The pounding on the wood was impatient. Alex shot a worried look to Tootie before going over to the door. He opened it and his face lit up momentarily. "Twinkletoes!" Alex grinned, his shoulders loosened notably. It wasn't a monster. Or someone coming to kill him. That was good. But what he saw disturbed him more though. His friend had been... crying? The glee that flitted across his face on seeing his friend faded away into worry.
"Chase... what's wrong?" Alex asked, grabbing his friend by his arm and forcing him inside, his gaze not wandering from Chase's face for even an instant.
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Post by Chase McKinney-Jackson on Jun 3, 2012 15:38:09 GMT
Chase was glad when Alex answered the door. He was afraid he wouldn't be. Alex had been happy at first, but then he actually saw him and realized that Chase was crying. He pulled him in immediately. Chase didn't answer Alex at first, he just wrapped his arms around Alex's neck and pulled him in for a huge hug. The tears began to come stronger and soon Chase was sobbing on his shoulder.
"Brent... he cheated." Chase mumbled to Alex with a sob. "I found him kissing a seventh year boy in his classroom." Chase burried his head in Alex's neck, hoping he didnt care that Chase was crying. The images popped back into his mind as he told Alex. Brents lips on his.... there in the classroom that him and Brent had made out in. Where Brent had dragged him back to the bedroom to make love tto him. Then he goes and kisses someone else. Chase couldn't hande this.
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Post by Alexander Jay García Torres on Jun 3, 2012 15:54:55 GMT
Alex wrapped his spindly arms around Chase, rubbing soothing circles into his back. His heart almost broke on hearing his friend choke up a sob. Alex hadn't seen Chase like this in ages, and that was if he had even seen him this distraught before. He was a happy guy. Whatever had happened had to be bad.
And it was bad. Alex's face was stained red and his lithe eyebrows knitted together. Brent had fucking cheated on his best friend? "He... did... what?!" Alex growled in disbelief. The tone he used wasn't habitual. It was low and silky, but dangerously angry. Alex was going to bloody hex Brent until his insides were his outsides. A student. A fucking student! How dim could someone get? One, he risked his relationship with Chase and two, he was risking his job!
"What a fucking asshole." Alex barked, not caring that he was cussing in English. He wrapped his arms tighter around Chase. His friend felt so fragile to him right now, a shadow of the big softie that he knew, Alex felt like he'd crumble away if he didn't hold him tight enough. "Why though? Why?!" Alex hissed, pulling Chase over to the sofa and sitting them both down. "Why the fuck would he do that? He has you! You're better than any student.... un puto estudiante!"
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Post by Chase McKinney-Jackson on Jun 3, 2012 16:07:10 GMT
Chase just cried into Alex. He figured Alex was going to be mad. It wasn't like he didn't know that. Chase didnt have the energy to be mad right now. He was too busy crying his eyes out nd wondering why me . Chase never thought that Brent would cheat on him. He thought that maybe they would get into some bad fights here and there and that was it. He didn't expect thos, and he didn't like this kind of heartbreak.
"Apparently I wasn't good enough." Chase mumbled once Alex had dragged them to the couch. He kept his arms around Alex, not wanting to let go right now. He couldn't let go, just like Brent said he wouldn't let go of Chase after he clearly already had. Feeling Brents hand in his didn't feel the same. Didn't feel right. Even though Chase still loved him. Was still in love with him. That could never change.
"Alex, I've never felt this way before. I've never been this sad. This hurt. I've never been cheated on." Chase told him with another sob.
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Post by Alexander Jay García Torres on Jun 3, 2012 16:21:35 GMT
Alex felt like going in search of Brent right now and throttling him, hexing him, shrieking at him and slapping some sense into him. The Spaniard was almost trembling from the fury boiling in his veins. "No. Don't stay that. Ever." Alex's voice was stern and he shifted his head so he could look at Chase. "He is the one who wasn't good enough. Taking things for granted... You're so much better than that, Chase." He settled his head again in the groove that Chase's neck and shoulder made. Brent had better steer clear of Alex for a while... if he valued his face.
Alex drew in a long breath, held it and puffed it out slowly. He'd be angry later. Right now he had friend duties to fulfil. Gently, Alex ran his nimble fingers through Chase's hair and tugged down the blanket folded neatly on the back of the sofa. It was cream in colour and extremely soft to the touch. It was Alex's favourite for snuggling and watching television.
"I know... I know it hurts..." Alex whispered, tucking the blanket around them. Technically Alex didn't know what Chase was feeling, having never been cheated on. If anything he might've been the "third person" in it all. But Alex could guess. "It'll hurt for now because... its only natural. You love him. He cheated. But it'll get better... and I have ice cream to help that. You want?"
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Post by Chase McKinney-Jackson on Jun 3, 2012 16:57:34 GMT
Chase listened to Alex, but it didn't mean he believed him. If he was good enough, then he wouldn't have gone and cheated on him. Chase hadn't let Brent explain, he had just let him apologize. Let him hold his hand and tell him that he wasn't letting go, but seeing it already happen.
"I'll end up forgiving him though... because I love him. I can't live without him, Alex. I just can't." Chase admitted. He knew he shouldn't go back to him, he should try to get over him, but he couldn't. He just couldn't. He had tried for the ten years that they were apart, to no avail.
"Ice cream sounds good." Chase mumbled with a sniff. The tears were still falling strong, he couldn't seem to stop them. The blanket that Alex had wrapped around them felt good, he was kind of cold. He was trying not to think how when he was cold at the castle, he would want to go cuddle with Brent until they fell asleep. It wasn't fair. Why did this have to happen... he just, couldn't stand it.
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Post by Alexander Jay García Torres on Jun 3, 2012 17:25:41 GMT
Alex frowned into Chase's neck. Of course his friend would eventually forgive him. He knew how much Chase loved Brent. So much that it wasn't even fair on Chase anymore - he had literally accepted that he'd be prepared to look past what had happened. It was saddening.
"You shouldn't though. He has no respect for you." Alex whispered. "You can't date someone if they do things like that and still think they can get away with it." There was so much more that he wanted to say. But he knew it was too soon for Chase to hear it all. For now he'd be the good friend that supplied ice cream and love. With a sigh, Alex got up to his feet and wandered over to his kitchen.
"You want to stay the night?" Alex pulled out a tub of vanilla and got two spoons from a kitchen drawer. "I think you should." He walked back over to the sofa and nestled into Chase's side, offering him one of the spoons while he opened the ice cream. "You might forgive Brent someday but... I don't think I'll be able to."
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Post by Chase McKinney-Jackson on Jun 3, 2012 17:37:55 GMT
Chase listened... but Alex didn't understand. He literally couldn't live without Brent. The only way he got through life before after Brent broke up with him was because they were still best friends. He still had him in his life, and after their relationship now, Chase didn't know if that was a possibility anymore. It was a relationship, or nothing. "Alex... I can't. I can't give up what I just got." Chase started crying harder again, not being able to stop himself.
"I just don't understand. We're in love... I know we are, Alex. He's everything I've always wanted." Chase admitted in a quiet voice. "He looked like he really hated himself after... before I begged him to let me leave. He wouldn't let me at first. And he grabbed my hand. I.. I told him to let me go. But he told me he would never let me go. Then I told him it looked like he already had. All he said was no." Chase sobbed again.
"I don't think he meant to... I really don't. But that doesn't stop the pain." Chase took one of the spoons and poked it in the tub to get a spoonful before putting it in his mouth. "Please... don't say that. You have to forgive him someday."
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Post by Alexander Jay García Torres on Jun 3, 2012 18:16:24 GMT
Alex shook his head slowly while sucking on the spoon, savouring the sweet, vanilla goodness before he spoke. Chase wasn't seeing it how Alex was seeing it. "Look, Chase..." He began, scooping out more ice cream. "...you don't accidentally go kissing your students. I mean, yeah, he mightn't of meant anything by it but that's still no excuse." It was a pretty lame excuse. The way Alex was seeing it, if Brent honestly did love Chase he wouldn't of done it or he'd of at least stopped it when he realized what was happening.
"Just pisses me off, you know? I lost you to him all those years back and this is now the second time he's screwed you over. You don't deserve this, Chase." Alex was eating ice cream with an angry face, staring dead ahead into the television. There was a commercial on for some cleaning product or something, he wasn't paying attention, he just didn't want to catch Chase's gaze. "I don't understand how he can fucking take you for granted. You just love him so bloody much. And its like he can't see that."
Tootie then hopped up onto the sofa - her space was being occupied but she didn't seem to mind much. There was ice cream. And she purred merrily when Alex let her lap some off his finger. Fat cats love ice cream. "I just want you to be happy, Chase. But I don't want Brent to have a chance to cause you all this pain. Its not fucking fair on you." Alex shifted about under the blanket so he was sat cross-legged with Tootie curled up between his legs. "I don't like this. I don't like what Brent's doing to you. All I want is to...to... fucking punch him or something."
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Post by Chase McKinney-Jackson on Jun 3, 2012 18:31:33 GMT
Chase didn't want Alex to tell him not to forgive him. That was never an option. He had just needed some space, that was why he told Brent to let him leave. He just needed space, and needed to go to Alex. "I can't just let him leave, Alex. I just got him!" Chase whined, causing more tears to fall. "You don't understand."
Chase took a deep breath before grabbing another spoonful of ice cream and then reaching out to scratch Tootie behind her ear. If he hadn't come here, he would have gone in the forest to be with animals. Probably thestrals. "I do love him. More than anything else in this world. Even more than music. Which comes in second. I love how his lips twist up in the corners when he's joking around. And how he always kicks me in the shin when we play fight. How he's so passionate about his music. The cute way his eyes tend to sparkle when we're together..." Chase could go on and on for hours saying things he loved about Brent.
"If you want me to be happy, then you have to realize that can't happen unless I"m with Brent." It was true. There was no way he could be happy without him. No way in hell. "And please don't hurt him... Brent will come find me sometime... I know he will. He'll give me space first. but he'll come.. he has to come." Chase mumbled, trying to convince himself of it along with Alex.
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Post by Alexander Jay García Torres on Jun 3, 2012 19:02:29 GMT
So Alex apparently didn't understand? Of course he didn't. He didn't understand how someone could be that blindly in love that they'd take their cheating partner back. If it was anyone else Alex would've just told them to do what would make them happy but this was Chase. It was different. This was the second time Brent had toyed with Chase's ticker, smashing it effortlessly and leaving their friends to help tape the pieces together. And Alex didn't want there to be a third time. He didn't trust Brent to not screw things up again. Didn't trust him full stop. "And what happens if he does this again, Chase?" Alex sighed, sinking backwards into the dumpy sofa. Tootie purred and pressed into Chase's fingers, craving more attention. "What happens then? I'll be here, you know that, but you don't know how much it fucking kills me to see you like this."
Alex shovelled some more of the frozen dairy into his mouth, lolling his head sidewards to look at Chase. "I just want you to be happy, I want to make it all go away and I want my twinkletoes back." The Spaniard sighed once again and fed the black cat some ice cream off his finger. "I don't know what game Brent's playing at but I wish he wouldn't. No one makes you more happy than he does and I get that. But I don't know why he'd risk it all for some meaningless kiss. What happens if someone else finds out? He'll lose his job, the stupid ass."
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Post by Chase McKinney-Jackson on Jun 3, 2012 19:29:30 GMT
Chase kept eating ice cream while still scratching Tootie behind her ear. Chase loved animals, obviously. He would probably have lots of cats and dogs around his house if he was at his house longer than what he was. He couldn't take care of animals at home, and therefore couldn't have them. He had his Hogwarts animals though.
Chase wanted to say that Brent wouldn't do it again... but he couldn't say that because he didn't know it for sure. Brent makes lots of mistakes. Chase always got over them though, this one he didn't know if he could. But he had to... because Brent was his life. "I don't know what I'd do, Alex. I'd probably do the same thing I'm doing right now. Feel horrible, cry my eyes out, eat ice cream, and then go back to him. Because I can't stay away."
Chase knew everything Alex was saying was true, but that didn't mean he could just give up on their relationship. That was for sure. He wouldn't. "I know it's a possibility. I thought about that too... but I have a feeling Andrew won't say anything about it. I think he had a major part in this whole thing. Brent wouldn't kiss a student unless something else happened to make him think he could. I know Brent."
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Post by Alexander Jay García Torres on Jun 3, 2012 21:28:26 GMT
Alex wanted to cry for Chase, he honestly did. What Brent had done was extremely unfair. That guy knew how Chase had doted on him for years, over a decade now that he thought about it, so of course Chase'd get upset like this. And still want him back afterwards. "Chase... I can only really suggest that you keep your distance if getting back with him is what you really want." Alex dug once again into the plastic tub with his spoon. "Like... he cheated on Maryn with you, and on you with some other guy... I know Brent's not a bad person and he probably doesn't mean anyone harm but... just be ready if there is a next time..."
Alex began to wonder... what would he honestly do if he was in Chase's position with Reid. Would he take him back? Would he break up with him? He honestly wasn't sure. It was a situation that he couldn't even begin to imagine. If anything it'd be Alex who would cock up first - Reid didn't seem like the cheating type but then... neither did Brent. Alex huffed and swallowed down a mouthful of ice cream, ignoring the dull ache that was starting to grow in his head. Brainfreeze, lovely.
"Wait... did you say Andrew?" Alex was squinting at Chase because of the annoying pain. But that didn't stop the cogs from turning in his head. Andrew, snake and in seventh year. He knew him! "I-I know that guy! And he knows that you two are dating! He's... a strange guy he is. As bad of a flirt as I used to be. He touched my face! Like this!" Alex turned around on his perch on the sofa and lifted a hand up to Chase's face, mimicking what Andrew had done to him. "Invasion of personal space, right? You just don't touch people like this if you don't want anything. I wouldn't put it past him to be the one who'd make the first move."
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Post by Chase McKinney-Jackson on Jun 3, 2012 21:57:11 GMT
Chase didn't answer Alex besides for a quiet "it's different". He didn't want to argue with him, he just wanted a shoulder to cry on and he had it with Alex. That was all he cared about. He was going back to Brent. There was no other option, but he wasnt going to just let Brent think he could do that whenever.
Chases head snapped up to look at Alex when he said he knew him. "You know him..." he said in a small voice. "You really think he would make the first move? Not Brent?" Chase asked with an excited voice. He ignored the weird face stroke thing. He only cared about Brent riggt now. And how Alex knows him. "Wait. How do you know Andrew?" He asked him with a confused look on his face. "He knew we were dating...?"
This just didn't make sense to Chase, honestly. It was just too fishy. A guy had tried to make a move on Alex, and had made a moce on Brent. Even thougg he knew Brent was dating Chase and that Alex had a boyfriend? That was just completely fucked up. Chase took another big spoonfull of ice cream anand shoved it in his mouth. Ice cream always made thongs better.
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