Blinded in Chains
Shock Factor of At Least a 10
Now with ape and Val’s wedding happening real soon and Jimmy preparing to pop the question to short shit, there was no way that I could propose now without looking like a fucking sheep.
I sighed, rolling over to face my sleeping boyfriend, he looks so adorable and serene when he’s sleeping; I really hope that he’s having a happy dream tonight. I gently pulled him closer and buried my face in his hair, inhaling his all too familiar scent. He smelled of cigarette, cinnamon and also a hint of JD, wrapping my arms around his waist I looked down at him.
I AM going to propose, soon, maybe hopefully before Jim does. I spared a glance at the clock, it was 2:38am, and the jewellers would still be open. I slid out from underneath Zee, being super cautious so I didn’t wake him, grabbing a pair of pants, my hoodie then I grabbed my wallet, putting it in my back pocket as I walked downstairs.
I was shocked to see my baby sister talking to Clara. Shaking my head I rushed over, genuinely curious as to see what the fuck she was doing at my house.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing here?” I whispered furiously at Clara, her head whipped around as I spoke, her eyes widening for a second before smirking.
“I was upstairs with your brother, Brent.” She whispered back, her gaze finding Brent before she sent a flirty wink his way. My face contorted with disgust, I couldn’t believe what I’d just heard.
“Brian, it’s not what you think…” Brent started, grabbing my arm stopping me from walking out before I heard the rest of the story.
“Oh really, that’s not what it looks like, Brent! It seems to me that you were upstairs with the dirty whore fucking her… Do you want a disease!?” I whispered furiously. My eyes hardened as she blushed slightly.
“No! Do you really think I’d stoop that low? No, Clara and I have been friends ever since diapers and it just so happens that she got abused and then thrown out by her father because she “reminded him of her mother”!” Brent whisper-yelled back, storming past me pulling Clara up to his bedroom, I whipped around to face Mac.
“Is that true, sweetie?” I asked her, still unsure as to whether or not I should believe Clara’s story. McKenna nodded slowly.
“Yep!” she chirped, smiling. “I like her, she’s nice. Why don’t you like her Bri-bear?” she asked me, holding her arms out as if she wanted to get picked up. I scooped her up into my arms.
“Because her and her friends don’t like Zee or me or any of my friends.” I told her, she looked momentarily confused.
“Wait so she doesn’t like Zacky, you, Mattie, Val, Chelley, Gee, Jim or Johnny?” she asked me, pouting. I nodded.
“She also doesn’t like the Berry twins either.” She frowned.
“But I like you all, no I love you all.” she said, placing a kiss on my cheek. I smiled and hugged her tightly before setting her on the counter.
“We all love you too, but I gotta go and do some big kid stuff. If Zee wakes before I get back tell him that I’ve gone to run some errands, can you do that for me princess?” she nodded.
“Otaay, don’t be too long, Bri.”
I decided to walk, it wasn’t too long and plus the weather for early in the morning was pretty good. As I was walking it gave me time to think. What if what Brent had said was true? What if she really was just misunderstood and was doing it all because she has no other friends and she really didn’t like Brittany but Brittany was manipulating her?
I shook my head; I didn’t want to think about it at the moment. I pulled out my packet of Marlboro’s from my pocket, frowning as I realized that I had none left. I chucked the empty packet in anger; I needed a pick-me up and quick. I made it to the store, walking inside I was literally almost blinded by the jewellery, blinking several times I walked over to the counter. Clearing my throat to get the guys attention, he whipped around in shock; I don’t think he expects any customers at 2:58 in the morning.
“How can I help you, sir?” he asked me, his voice cracked at the word ‘sir’, probably because of my slowly developing tattoos. I chuckled to myself before answering.
“Where are your engagement rings?” I asked smirking as he nearly fell over in shock. He blinked a bit, processing what I’d just asked. He must be thinking ‘what the fuck? He’s only 17, why would he be wanting to marry someone so young?’ “Did you hear me?”
“Yes, sorry sir. If you would follow me?” he walked out from behind the counter and over to the far side of the room. “So, who’s the lucky girl?” he asked, stopping in front of two very large windows where shelf-upon-shelf were scattered in rings.
“You should be asking who the lucky boy is.” I responded; looking at him as his eyes almost popped out of his skull. I grinded my teeth, I really fucking hated when people judged me and also Zee, Jimmy and Johnny for being gay. Noticing my expression he quickly hurried back over to where he was, allowing me to have my peace and serenity while I looked for rings that I hoped Zee would like.
I heard someone come up behind me, I gritted my teeth thinking it was the jeweller but I groaned as I heard Jimmy’s voice.
“BRIAN!? OHMYGOD, WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!” Jimmy yelled, rushing up to me and enveloping me in a hug. I rolled my eyes, almost choking at the force of his grip around me.
“What do you think I’m doing here, and why are you here?” I asked, rubbing my ribs.
“Same as you, buddy.” He replied, swatting me inconspicuously on the ass.
“How did you know I’d be here?” I cocked my eyebrow as he giggled. He help up his “trusty” pair of binoculars.
“Well, I was wondering through the neighbourhood, climbing up a tree at every one of our friend’s houses, seeing if I could score some free porn but every one’s sleeping. But when I got to your house I saw Clara and Brent talking, then when I moved to your room I only saw Zach, I looked around the streets until I saw you. Naturally I followed your sorry ass here.” He smirked, clearly proud of himself, I shook my head. That fucker’s unbelieveable, I really questioned his sanity at times.
“Dude, don’t you find it a little disturbing watching in on your best friend’s fucking? Like seriously, bud, it’s creepy.” He just cackled and shrugged.
“It’s not only me! Johnny does it too!!! Hell, he’s out the shop now holding my smoke.”
“You have smokes? GIMME SOME!”
“Calm your dick, I got this.” He said, walking out the shop. When he left I managed to find a ring; it was a simple silver band with a couple of emeralds on it. Buying it I hid the ring in my pocket. Walking out I saw Jim and Johnny laying on the concrete, dry fucking. Gagging I walked past them, planting a light kick in Jim’s side.
“That’s fucking sick, man!”
“You’re just jealous ‘cause you want a piece of this and you ain’t getting some.” Johnny giggled. I rolled my eyes.
“Fuck no, I have Zee thank you very much.”
I sighed, rolling over to face my sleeping boyfriend, he looks so adorable and serene when he’s sleeping; I really hope that he’s having a happy dream tonight. I gently pulled him closer and buried my face in his hair, inhaling his all too familiar scent. He smelled of cigarette, cinnamon and also a hint of JD, wrapping my arms around his waist I looked down at him.
I AM going to propose, soon, maybe hopefully before Jim does. I spared a glance at the clock, it was 2:38am, and the jewellers would still be open. I slid out from underneath Zee, being super cautious so I didn’t wake him, grabbing a pair of pants, my hoodie then I grabbed my wallet, putting it in my back pocket as I walked downstairs.
I was shocked to see my baby sister talking to Clara. Shaking my head I rushed over, genuinely curious as to see what the fuck she was doing at my house.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing here?” I whispered furiously at Clara, her head whipped around as I spoke, her eyes widening for a second before smirking.
“I was upstairs with your brother, Brent.” She whispered back, her gaze finding Brent before she sent a flirty wink his way. My face contorted with disgust, I couldn’t believe what I’d just heard.
“Brian, it’s not what you think…” Brent started, grabbing my arm stopping me from walking out before I heard the rest of the story.
“Oh really, that’s not what it looks like, Brent! It seems to me that you were upstairs with the dirty whore fucking her… Do you want a disease!?” I whispered furiously. My eyes hardened as she blushed slightly.
“No! Do you really think I’d stoop that low? No, Clara and I have been friends ever since diapers and it just so happens that she got abused and then thrown out by her father because she “reminded him of her mother”!” Brent whisper-yelled back, storming past me pulling Clara up to his bedroom, I whipped around to face Mac.
“Is that true, sweetie?” I asked her, still unsure as to whether or not I should believe Clara’s story. McKenna nodded slowly.
“Yep!” she chirped, smiling. “I like her, she’s nice. Why don’t you like her Bri-bear?” she asked me, holding her arms out as if she wanted to get picked up. I scooped her up into my arms.
“Because her and her friends don’t like Zee or me or any of my friends.” I told her, she looked momentarily confused.
“Wait so she doesn’t like Zacky, you, Mattie, Val, Chelley, Gee, Jim or Johnny?” she asked me, pouting. I nodded.
“She also doesn’t like the Berry twins either.” She frowned.
“But I like you all, no I love you all.” she said, placing a kiss on my cheek. I smiled and hugged her tightly before setting her on the counter.
“We all love you too, but I gotta go and do some big kid stuff. If Zee wakes before I get back tell him that I’ve gone to run some errands, can you do that for me princess?” she nodded.
“Otaay, don’t be too long, Bri.”
I decided to walk, it wasn’t too long and plus the weather for early in the morning was pretty good. As I was walking it gave me time to think. What if what Brent had said was true? What if she really was just misunderstood and was doing it all because she has no other friends and she really didn’t like Brittany but Brittany was manipulating her?
I shook my head; I didn’t want to think about it at the moment. I pulled out my packet of Marlboro’s from my pocket, frowning as I realized that I had none left. I chucked the empty packet in anger; I needed a pick-me up and quick. I made it to the store, walking inside I was literally almost blinded by the jewellery, blinking several times I walked over to the counter. Clearing my throat to get the guys attention, he whipped around in shock; I don’t think he expects any customers at 2:58 in the morning.
“How can I help you, sir?” he asked me, his voice cracked at the word ‘sir’, probably because of my slowly developing tattoos. I chuckled to myself before answering.
“Where are your engagement rings?” I asked smirking as he nearly fell over in shock. He blinked a bit, processing what I’d just asked. He must be thinking ‘what the fuck? He’s only 17, why would he be wanting to marry someone so young?’ “Did you hear me?”
“Yes, sorry sir. If you would follow me?” he walked out from behind the counter and over to the far side of the room. “So, who’s the lucky girl?” he asked, stopping in front of two very large windows where shelf-upon-shelf were scattered in rings.
“You should be asking who the lucky boy is.” I responded; looking at him as his eyes almost popped out of his skull. I grinded my teeth, I really fucking hated when people judged me and also Zee, Jimmy and Johnny for being gay. Noticing my expression he quickly hurried back over to where he was, allowing me to have my peace and serenity while I looked for rings that I hoped Zee would like.
I heard someone come up behind me, I gritted my teeth thinking it was the jeweller but I groaned as I heard Jimmy’s voice.
“BRIAN!? OHMYGOD, WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!” Jimmy yelled, rushing up to me and enveloping me in a hug. I rolled my eyes, almost choking at the force of his grip around me.
“What do you think I’m doing here, and why are you here?” I asked, rubbing my ribs.
“Same as you, buddy.” He replied, swatting me inconspicuously on the ass.
“How did you know I’d be here?” I cocked my eyebrow as he giggled. He help up his “trusty” pair of binoculars.
“Well, I was wondering through the neighbourhood, climbing up a tree at every one of our friend’s houses, seeing if I could score some free porn but every one’s sleeping. But when I got to your house I saw Clara and Brent talking, then when I moved to your room I only saw Zach, I looked around the streets until I saw you. Naturally I followed your sorry ass here.” He smirked, clearly proud of himself, I shook my head. That fucker’s unbelieveable, I really questioned his sanity at times.
“Dude, don’t you find it a little disturbing watching in on your best friend’s fucking? Like seriously, bud, it’s creepy.” He just cackled and shrugged.
“It’s not only me! Johnny does it too!!! Hell, he’s out the shop now holding my smoke.”
“You have smokes? GIMME SOME!”
“Calm your dick, I got this.” He said, walking out the shop. When he left I managed to find a ring; it was a simple silver band with a couple of emeralds on it. Buying it I hid the ring in my pocket. Walking out I saw Jim and Johnny laying on the concrete, dry fucking. Gagging I walked past them, planting a light kick in Jim’s side.
“That’s fucking sick, man!”
“You’re just jealous ‘cause you want a piece of this and you ain’t getting some.” Johnny giggled. I rolled my eyes.
“Fuck no, I have Zee thank you very much.”
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1/12/15