Blood is my Obsession 18

Chapter 18

   Devlyn stood in the doorway, staring at the two boys on the couch.  The couch was set at an angle so that the boy could see exactly what had transpired.  Coy and Jodi were kissing.  
   Jodi quickly sat up, attempting to free himself from Coy's grip.  "Devlyn, I..he kissed me!"  He explained, pointing a slender finger at Coy.
   The white haired boy simply smiled, looking up at the heartbroken Devlyn, enjoying the look if anguish in his step brother's boyfriend with a sadistic pleasure.  "Oh dear, I seem to have messed things up."
   "Shut up, Coy!  Get the fuck out!"  Jodi snapped, smacking his brother soundly across the face.  "Now!"
   Laughing, Coy simply crossed is legs, leaning back against the back of the sofa.  "I think I'm going to stay right here."
   Devlyn's fists were curled up into tight balls and he captured his lower lip, biting down on it.  "Jodi.."
   "Devlyn, please!  He kissed me, I wouldn't ever cheat on you!  I lo-"  Jodi paused, noting the look of hope in his boyfriend's eyes sadly.  "I like you."
   Looking away, Devlyn closed his eyes for a moment.  "Forgot my phone."  He retrieved the lost item from a table near the door and turned.
   "Wait, Dev!  Please, believe me!"  Jodi ran over to Devlyn and grabbed a hold of his arm, honey colored eyes filling with tears.  "I wouldn't ever hurt you like that!"
   Devlyn turned slightly, his intense blue eyes filled with pain.  The smaller boy's heart shattering as he saw the look of disbelief in his lover's eyes.  "Devlyn, don't you believe me?"  He whispered.
   The room filled with a silence and Devlyn slowly turned from Jodi, gently freeing his arm.  Jodi reached out for him and Devlyn slipped out of the door, softly shutting it behind himself.
   He stood there for a second before letting his hand fall, hitting his thigh, tears pouring from his eyes.  "Why am I crying?  I didn't want it to be this way, all I wanted was for things to stay the same and then..Devlyn came back.."  He closed his eyes, an image of Devlyn filling his mind.  That teasing grin.  Beautiful porcelain sin and those eyes, the ice blue that seemed to pierce into Jodi's soul.  "Everything is changing..I'm not even a virgin anymore..."
   Those cool hands running down his sides, stopping at his hips.  Devlyn leaning over him, smiling but his eyes filled with a seriousness, a yearning, the reason unknown to Jodi.
   "..and I'm in love.."  Jodi put a hand over his mouth, sobbing and turning towards the door, getting ready to run after Devlyn.
   Warm hands fell up his shoulders and he whirled around, scowling up at Coy.  "You bastard!  How could you do that?!"  Jodi snapped, his voice choked by tears.
   "Because of this."  Coy wiped his younger brother's eyes, sighing as he saw the tears.  "Jodi, you keep calling me crying because of this guy.  He's not worth it."
   "That doesn't give you the right to fake molest me!  That better have been faked, by the way!  The only way you'll ever get me in the sack is rape and you know I'll report your ass!"
   "Are you in love with him?"
   Jodi paused and looked down.
   "You need to think.  Let him go, Jodi."
   "NO!"  Jodi's hand flew up and he smacked Coy again.  "Get the fuck out of my dorm before I call the police, you selfish prick!"
   Coy took the words with a smile, only wincing when he was slapped.  He put a hand to his cheek, smiling.  "Anything for you, Jodi."  He replied, opening the door and stepping out.
   The nineteen year old boy stood in his dorm alone, his eyes filled with tears.  He closed his eyes, bringing his hand up to his mouth again.  Jodi took a deep shuddering breath.  "I love you, Devlyn."

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   Adin sat on the couch alone, magazine in hand, and sighed, glancing around his friend's apartment.  Kei had a rather large place with furniture and decorations that were not typical for a college student.  Much to expensive and the average college student had a tight budget.  He briefly pondered on how Kei could possibly afford all this without a job.
   Then again, his friend did like to use his credit cards.  The previous month Adin had been astonished by the large amount of purchases Kei had made with his card.  The Asian boy had just shrugged, muttering that he would pay the minimum.  Bad move.
  He was jolted from his musings by the sound of his cell phone ringing.  Adin sighed and reached over, glancing at the number.  Dezi.  He lower lip trembled.  Dezi.
   "I was in love with you the first time we kissed."
   "Shut the fuck up!  If you had just left me the hell alone then I wouldn't have had to touch you!  It's your fault so stop crying!"
   "I don't understand you, Dezi.."  The red head whispered, placing the phone back on the arm of the sofa.  Slender fingers remained on the object before slowly sliding off.  He listened to the ringing for a few moments and drew his knees up to his chest, wrapping his good arm around this long legs.  Tears began to fill his eyes and he bit his lower lip.  "I miss you so much..but I cant..not yet..."  He whispered as if Dezi was in the room with him.
   Adin sat there on the couch for what seemed like an eternity, fighting tears.  A sudden beeping from the phone startled and he glanced over at it.  A new voicemail.  After an inner battle with himself, the red headed youth reached over and picked up his cell, flipping it open and dialing his voicemail.  Of course, the annoying voice mail message greeted him but soon Dezi's gentle voice was heard.  Adin closed his eyes, taking in a deep breath.  He had missed that voice.
   "...Miel.."  Dezi began.  Adin smiled.  That was a pet name given to him only a few weeks into their relationship.  Honey.  God, he loved it when Dezi spoke in spanish..it was so sexy.  "I can see why you're angry at me..so I don't mind that you're not answering my calls.  That doesn't mean that I'm going to stop calling."
   "I'm sorry...I shouldn't have pushed you, I shouldn't have yelled at you.  I'm sorry..more then you'll ever know.  I love you..call me if you want to talk..bye, Adin."  Dezi paused for a second and then hung up.
   He held the phone to his ear even after the message ended, tears pouring down his cheeks.  It hurt..his heart hurt.  He was so much in love with Dezi and it had been almost a week since they had last seen each other.  Adin burst out into tears every time Kei even mentioned Dezi, leading his friend to believe that he was afraid of Dezi.  In a way was, the last thing he wanted was to fall prey to Dezi's anger again, but he missed his lover more than anything.
   Placing the phone down again, Adin laid down on the couch, wiping the tears from his eyes.

   Glancing around the bar he sighed.  Kei had been half hoping, half dreading the idea that Coy would be here tonight.  To no avail.  "Great, now I'm here alone."  He thought bitterly, taking a sip of his drink in front of him.  Kei sighed, pushing the cup away when he saw that it was now empty.  Ohh..wonderful.
   He had actually tried his best to look good tonight.  He wore tight jeans with a pink and red studded belt, the jeans showing off his slender hips and a black, white and red three quarter shirt that stopped just below his navel.  Kei's hair was carefully combed, gel making it glisten. On each wrist he wore a sparkly pink wristband.  He wore careful done eyeliner, the darkness making his beautifully shaped eyes stand out.  Needless to say, Kei was looking good today.
   Sighing again, he leaned over the bar playing with his lip ring.  "Might as well go home."  He thought, letting his hand drop down onto the bar with a slap.
   "Looks like you need someone to talk to."  A voice called from behind Kei.
   Whirling around, the Asian boy frowned, looking up at the man behind him.  He was pretty cute actually but older, twenty five at the most, a full six years older than Kei.  He had blonde hair that was carefully pulled back into a ponytail, brown eyes and a black stud earring in his left ear.  He grinned, revealing straight, white teeth.  "You alright?"
   "It's really none of your business."  Kei retorted, scowling when he saw the man sit down.  "What the hell do you want?"
   "Just to talk."  He smiled, leaning towards the younger boy.  "Why so nervous?"
   "Because there's some old freak hitting on me in a bar with this creepy 'I want to ravish you' look in his eyes."  Kei waved his hands next to his head, lifting his gaze upwards.
   The man laughed.  "Well, you are pretty cute."
   "I know."
   "You know, I like you, kid."  He put a hand over Kei's and leaned closer, the smell of whiskey and mints on his breath.  "How about I take you home for a drink?"
   Kei blinked and then rolled his eyes, ripping his hand away.  "Please, you must be joking."
   "Oh..I see."  He lifted a brow and pulled out his wallet.  "Fifties okay?"
   "WHAT?!"  Kei's eyes grew wide for a moment before he angrily stood up, his face contorted by fury.  "You think I'm a..whore?!"
   "Prostitute is a much nicer way to put it."  The man said lightly, smiling pleasantly.  "It's nothing to be ashamed of, you're just using what you've got to make a few bucks."
   "Bastard!"  Kei smacked the man across the face and turned on his heel, storming away.  He made it about three feet before he was wrapped in the man's embrace, wiggling when his back was pressed to the man's broad chest.  He looked back up at him, scowling.  "What the fuck?!  Get off me!"
   He leaned down, his lips practically brushing against Kei's ears.  "I'll give you five hundred dollars...but you better make it worth every penny."
   Kei paused.  Five hundred dollars..that would put a pretty big dent into that credit card bill he had been avoiding for the past two months.  "What the hell are you thinking, Keiichi Nanjou?!  Whoring yourself to pay a damn bill?!  Mom would kill me if she knew I was even thinking about anything like that!  But...I could use some of the money to pay off some of the money I owe her.."  He looked back at the older man, his eyes searching.  The guy wasn't bad looking and it wasn't like he smelled or anything, he looked pretty clean.
   And as much as Kei hated to admit it, he was enjoying being in this man's arms.  This was the feeling he wanted, that he needed.  Just to feel safe in someone's arms, feel their warmth...feel like someone cared for him.  "But this guy doesn't give a shit about you..then again...you gave yourself to Devlyn and look what that got you.  Jack shit, he left you flat while he chased after some in the closet, anal, nut job."  He looked back down, slowly placing his hands on the older man's arms.  He opened his mouth to speak and then quickly shut it.  "Don't tell me you're considering this?!  Are you that pathetic and that lonely?!"
   "Five hundred and fifty, use a condom."  He whispered, his eyes on the ground.
   The man smiled and tightened his hold around Kei's slender frame.  "My car alright or do you want to go back to my place?"
   "Car."  
   Smiling, he took Kei's hand and led the boy out of the bar and into his car.  It was a nice enough car, the seats clean and the outside polished to perfection.  The man opened up the door to the passenger's seat and Kei climbed in, silently waiting for his..customer to get into the car as well.  The man climbed in a smiled at the boy, motioning for him to come closer.
   Kei did as he was told and the man took his mouth in a fierce, lustful kiss.  The boy hesitantly returned the kisses, putting his hands on the older male’s shoulders as he wrapped his arms around Kei’s body.  They separated for a moment and the man simply held Kei in his arms as if he sensed this was what the boy wanted.  
   He closed his eyes, resting his head on the man’s shoulder.  This is how he wanted Devlyn..anyone to hold him, to feel safe in a warm embrace.  
   “This is nice but I’m not paying you for this.”  The man said, pulling away slightly.  
   Kei looked up at him before nodding.  He blinked away tears and accepted the condom the man held out to him.  

    Adin blinked, looking towards the door as he heard it open.  “Hey, Kei!”  He said, happily, masking the fact that he had just spent the last two hours crying his eyes out and fighting with himself on whether or not to call Dezi.  He had opted not to for fear that the..incident may happen again.
  Kei took his shoes off and glanced towards Adin who was hanging off the back of the couch.  “Hi.”  He murmured, quickly going into the bathroom and slamming the door shut, keeping his eyes down on the ground.  The hiss of the shower was soon heard.
    The red head watched his friend, tipping his head to the side.  “...Kei?  Kei, you alright?”  He asked, hopping off the couch and knocking on the bathroom door.
   “I’m fine, I just feel dirty!”  Kei called, putting his head under the spray of water.  He closed his eyes and pressed his forehead to the tile in front of him.  “So dirty...”  Tears began to form in his midnight eyes and Kei sat down, allowing the jet of water to hit his body.  
   He scrubbed until his skin felt raw, pink instead of the normal tan.  Kei wrapped a towel around his body to hide the bite marks on his neck and shoulders, quickly moving into his bedroom.  Once inside he slowly made his way over to the mirror and simply stared at his reflection for what seemed like forever.
   “You’re a whore, you’re dirty!  What the hell is wrong with you?  Letting some man you don’t even know use your body, letting him touch you?  You’re disgusting!”  His reflection seemed to scream at him as Kei stared into his own eyes through the mirror.  
   “I know..”  He whispered, placing a hand on the mirror.
   “Look at you..he left his mark on you, right where Devlyn used to!  Don’t you still love him?”
   “I do..but I need..I need...someone..”
   “You’re pathetic.”
   Kei’s eyes filled with tears and he let his fingers run over the smooth surface before he pulled his fist back, shattering the mirror with an angry scream.  Everything was true, he was a whore, a slut, disgusting, it was no wonder that Devlyn didn’t love him.  He didn’t deserve him.
   He sank to the ground, sobbing, hands on either side of his head.  “I’m so sorry...I’m sorry..”  He whispered.  “Who are you apologizing to..?  Yourself or Devlyn?”
   “I don’t know..”