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Betrayal (One-Shot)

A loud sigh issued from the full, pierced lips of a 17 year old boy as his eyes fell on the bruised face in the mirror looking back at him. He wasn’t there for me again. he thought as tears rimmed his green eyes that were outlined in thick, black eyeliner and turquoise eye shadow with a little red just under his lower eyelid. Tears rolled off his thick eyelashes to land on his cheeks as he thought about his boyfriend, Jimmy Sullivan, who didn’t come to protect him from the bullies of their high school. If he knew better he guessed that Jimmy had been hanging out with his other friends, Brian Haner Jr., Matt Sanders, and Johnny Seward, all of who didn’t give a shit about him in the least, just wanted to get his boyfriend in bed with them since they all knew how good he was sexually, having found out Jimmy had slept with all his friends at one time or another. He hasn’t had me though, but also swore he’d be there to protect me if I was ever picked on and getting the shit beat out of me. There was a knock on the front door of his home where he lived alone. He walked out of his bathroom and down a flight of steps to the front door that was locked and had been since the time he walked through his door, “Who is it?” he asked of the person on the other side.

A rough, but silky smooth voice came to his ears and anger began to boil in him, “You know who it is, baby. Just let me in please?” Jimmy asked in a seductive tone.

“No.” he growled at him, turning his back on the door, “You lied to me, Jimmy, so you can fuck off.”

There was a moment’s silence and the his confused voice asked, “How did I lie to you? I haven’t even seen you today.”

He unlocked the door while snarling, “You want to see me?” he pulled the door open violently as hot tears ran down his face, taking his eye shadow with it, “You weren’t there to protect me, asshole! You’re just like your friends, don’t give a shit what happens to me!”

The tall, black-haired, startling blue-eyed 17-year-old boy before him had a shocked look on his face for the first time, “Zacky… I’m so sorry I wasn’t there, but I probably wasn’t on campus when that happened,” he said quickly, “The guys took me to get drinks and we went out to Central Park.”

Zacky turned away from him and started to close the door when Jimmy tried to touch him, “Just leave, Jimmy. You’re never around when I need you.” he whispered, knowing the bruises on his face weren’t the only bruises from his high school beating. He had finger-shaped bruises on his upper arms from a jock holding him in place and massive bruising on his stomach from where his friend kept punching him in the stomach, just because of who he was and who he dated!

“Please, baby, don’t do this to us!” Jimmy begged, getting on his knees with his hands clasped together.

“I’m not the one doing this to us, it’s you, Jimmy.” Zacky replied to his begging.

“Give me another chance, Zacky. If you want I’ll move in with you and drop Matt and Johnny as friends.” he begged again, “I’ll make this better, I promise.”

He rolled his eyes and smirked, liking the control he had over him for the time being, “Fine, but you better keep your promise, Jimmy Sullivan.” he stated, then asked, “What are you doing here anyways?”

He pointed to a bag on the ground beside him, “I asked mom if I could stay the night and she said I could, but it looks like I’m going to have to move in with you now.” he explained with a sly grin.

Zacky rolled his eyes and moved aside to let him in, “Like you haven’t thought about it already.” he accused with a giggle.

He came in and bent his head down to press his thin, soft lips to Zacky’s in a sweet kiss, “I might have.” he answered back, moving down the hall, towards the stairs and up to Zacky’s bedroom.

Zacky closed and locked the door before he followed Jimmy up. He stood in the doorway as his boyfriend sat on the bed, “Going to try again?” Zacky asked skeptically.

“Try what?” he asked innocently, leaning back on his hands, legs slightly apart.

“Try to get me to let you take what’s not yours yet.” he answered his boyfriend, turning his back and went back downstairs.

He heard him follow, “Why can’t you?” he asked.

“I’m not sleeping with Huntington Beach’s biggest whore.” he replied.

Jimmy huffed, “I’m not Huntington Beach’s biggest whore, that’s Matt.” Jimmy stated, wrapping his arms around Zacky’s fit waist.

“You are too!” he cried and then laughed, “Matt and you both are the biggest whores in Huntington Beach!”

Jimmy pouted and then bit Zacky’s neck, drawing a groan out of him, “I’m only your whore, gorgeous.”

Zacky turned in his arms and kissed him softly, then heard a knock on the front door. He pulled away from Jimmy and looked in the direction of his front door, “Who could that be?” he asked, looking up into Jimmy’s eyes and he just shrugged. He walked to the front door and asked the person on the other side, “Who is it?”

“Johnny Seward.” the guy’s voice answered.

“What do you want?” Zacky asked, glaring angrily at his boyfriend.

He gave an innocent smile and said, “I swear, I didn’t tell them where you live!”

The guy on the other side answered, “I’m looking for Jimmy.”

Jimmy shook his head, telling him not to tell Johnny that he was there, “He’s not here!” Zacky yelled to Johnny.

“That’s a pity because Matt is with me as well. Will you let us in then?” he asked seductively.

“Fuck no! I’m not letting any of you into my house!” he screamed, looking back at his boyfriend, who had an angry expression on his face.

“Come on, Zachary. You know you want to let us in.” Johnny cooed sweetly.

“No! Leave my premises now!’ he yelled, burying his face into Jimmy’s clothed chest.

Jimmy petted Zacky’s hair sweetly, and no voice came from the other side of the door, “I think they’re gone now.” Jimmy muttered and Zacky moved towards a window to look out upon an empty street.

“I think they are too. The street’s empty except for a few cars down the street.” he observed, looking back towards his tall, lovely boyfriend.

Jimmy joined him at the window and whispered in his ear, “They are there, in that black Audi.”

“How do you know?” he asked him back, spotting the Audi a couple houses down.

He pressed his hands against Zacky’s stomach and Zacky cringed, “Baby, what’s wrong?” Jimmy asked.

Zacky pulled away from him as tears sprung into his emerald-colored eyes, and he gasped out past the pain, “Nothing. It’s nothing.”

His face was etched with worry, “Lift your shirt, Zacky.” he ordered.
His jade eyed boyfriend shook his head, “No, it’s nothing, babe, I swear it’s nothing to be worried about.” he whimpered, trying to get away from Jimmy.

He lifted Zacky’s shirt as he was turning from the window and he instantly spotted the bruises on Zacky’s stomach, “That’s really something to be worried about, Zacky! What if you had internal bleeding? What would I do without you?” Jimmy asked fiercely.

“It would be a quite death.” Zacky muttered miserably, pulling his shirt back down and hurried off to his room.

He closed the door behind him and curled up on his bed crying. He heard the door open and his bed sank as Jimmy joined him. He curled up behind Zacky, holding his body against his, “You can’t think that, baby. I’d be lost without you around.” he mumbled into Zacky’s ear, his breath warm against his cheek and smelled of citrus.

Zacky began to get the hiccups as his sobs subsided, “I get the shit beat out of me because of you! Because I love you!” he screamed into the pillows.

Jimmy kissed the side of Zacky’s neck than up his jaw, “Can we help that we fell in love with each other three years ago?” he asked softly in his ear.

Zacky moved to lay on his back and shook his head, “No.” he sighed as Jimmy lifted his shirt and started kissing the bruises on his stomach sweetly. Zacky gave an audible groan, “You have no idea how that feels, do you?”

He giggled lightly, “Yeah, actually I do that’s why I’m doing it.” he stated simply, continuing to kiss all around Zacky’s stomach.

He gave another groan, “Jimmy stop.” he whimpered, feeling Jimmy’s fingers on his belt buckle.

He pulled away with an audible groan of his own, “I just don’t understand you, Zacky.” he sighed loudly.

“You know I’m protective of my innocence.” he answered back defensively.

“But Zacky we’ve been together three years! We’ve slept in the same bed for many of those nights and we’ve traded kisses and touches of passion, but you won’t let me have that one small thing.” he commented.

“It’s no small thing to me, Jimmy!” Zacky growled, “I don’t want my first time to be some meaningless fuck to some guy that will up and leave me one day!”

Jimmy glared at him and moved away from Zacky, “Some guy? Am I just some guy to you, Zachary Baker?” he asked sharply.

“That’s not what I meant, babe. You’re not just some guy to me, you are my boyfriend who I love deeply, but I just don’t feel like the time’s right for this.” Zacky answered quietly.

“Tell me what you’re scared of.” Jimmy asked his boyfriend softly.

Zacky swallowed hard, “Of the pain and what will happen afterwards.” he answered, lying on his back again.

Jimmy laid on him halfway and asked, “What if I only go to a certain point if not all the way?” Zacky seemed to swallow again and just nodded. Jimmy slipped his hand to Zacky’s belt and undid it then he unbuttoned and unzipped his boyfriend’s jeans. He kissed Zacky’s neck sweetly and worked down as he caressed the skin just inside of Zacky’s boxers, “Is this alright?”

“Mmm… hmm…” Zacky sighed, his eyes closed and then gasped as Jimmy grabbed him firmly in his slender hand. Zacky’s back arched off the bed, “Oh… Jimmy…”

Jimmy giggled while stroking his boyfriend to hardness, “That feel good, baby?” he asked while playing with one of Zacky’s nipples with his tongue.

Zacky whimpered and his back lifted off of the bed again, “Jimmy…” he whimpered again, sending shivers down his lover’s spine. Jimmy worked his way down to Zacky’s member and slipped his lips over the head, sucking softly, his tongue playing along his length. Zacky’s finger tangled into his boyfriend’s spiky hair, curling and loosening his fingers involuntarily, pulling Jimmy closer to him, making him take more of Zacky in, “Aw… fuck…” he whimpered, feeling an unfamiliar pressure just below his stomach and he tried to move Jimmy away from him as he knew that he was getting close to blowing his mind, but Jimmy continued to suck until Zacky was spilling his seed into the back of his throat, “Fuck Jimmy!” Zacky screamed, his body lifting off the bed and his fingers curling tightly into his boyfriend’s hair.

Jimmy removed his mouth from Zacky’s now softening member and tucked him away back in his jeans, and smirked at his lover, “How was that, lovely?” he asked him, laying on the bed next to him on his elbow.

Zacky was panting heavily, sweat slicked his body in a light sheen, “That was… amazing!” he answered, turning his face towards Jimmy and kissed him sweetly on the mouth.

Jimmy kissed him back harder, pressing his body against Zacky’s in a needy way, and Zacky could feel Jimmy’s hard-on through his jeans, “Jimmy… stop.” he begged, trying to get out of his grasp now.

Jimmy pressed on fiercer, lying on top of Zacky, who had turned his face away and was silently crying now. He seemed to get angry when he noticed Zacky’s tears, “Why Zacky? Why can’t you give me what I want?” he yelled at his boyfriend, before striking him across the cheek.

Zacky curled up into a tighter ball and sobbed harder, “What… what did I do to deserve this?” he whined into his arms that were thrown over his head for protection.

The weight of Jimmy’s body removed itself from off of Zacky and he heard him whispered, “What have I done? What is happening to me?”

Zacky peeked from between his arms and regarded Jimmy warily, “It’s time you said bye and left.” Zacky whispered, sorrow caught the words in his throat, so they came out as a squeaky sentence.

Jimmy looked into the watery green ones of Zacky and nodded sadly, “It is time for me to say bye… I always loved you, Zacky, but this proves that I must confess something before I leave. Matt and I have been having an affair behind your back these last eight months.”

He got up off of the bed, leaving Zacky heartbroken and whispering, “I’ll always love you, Jimmy even through the bad, so take the memories of me with you.”

Jimmy smiled weakly, “I love you forever and always, Zacky. I’ll carry the memories of you with loving care even if I never really showed you how much you meant to me.” he muttered and exited the bedroom. Zacky rolled over onto his stomach and cried silently into the pillows until he fell into troubled sleep, knowing Jimmy was lost forever.