*Vengeance P.O.V.*

The warm feel of Brian's lips against mine took me by surprise.
At first, I was frozen, paralysed, but...something within me just snapped and I found myself kissing him back, passionately and full of suppressed feelings I never knew I even had.
Slowly, I leaned into the kiss and pushed Brian onto his back on the bed, one knee between his legs. I used my arms so I was hovering over him, so as not to squish him with my weight. One of my hands slipped under his shirt and caressed his sculpted chest just as my tongue made its way past his thin lips and into his sweet-tasting mouth.
"Mmm...Zacky..." Brian moaned as the hand under his shirt made its way south and slipped into his pants. I stroked his hardened member through his boxers, feeling him writhing underneath me. My tongue kept swirling around his, paying attention to every part of his mouth.
Then, suddenly, I stopped. I pushed myself up, kneeling on the bed.
'This isn't...what are we doing? We aren't...I shouldn't be...' My thoughts kept trying to create coherent sentences.
"Why did you stop?" An angry voice seethed in my ear. "You're supposed to be doing this...remember...?...I distinctly recall us DISCUSSING your role in this little game..."
Hot tears slid down my cheeks, my entire face and neck completely overheated, the tip of my ears red.
"I...I..." I stammered, not sure what to do.
Brian looked at me, hurt.
"I'm sorry...I shouldn't have done that. I've made you uncomfortable...you're crying." He choked out, sitting up and burying his face into his hand.
"No!" I exclaimed. He looked up at me.
"I like you. I really do, Zacky. I don't know why I never realized it before...whenever we hung out, when we talked for hours about our lives, when I left Michelle...I should've known. You were always there. And I..."
I shushed him with a light kiss.
"I like you too. But..." I swallowed hard, not sure how to continue. "I..."
He frowned, noticing the earpiece I was wearing.
"What the fuck are you always listening to?!" He yelled, yanking it out and putting it to his ear.
"Brian-"
"What the fuck? Static?" He grimaced, taking it out and examining it.
I took it back. "Don't worry about it..."I muttered, putting it back in. I heard him take a deep breath.
"Will you...go out...with me?" I heard Brian mumble. I looked to see his face beet red.
He must've mis-read the expression on my face, because he held his hands up defensively.
"It's okay, if you don't want to or anything-"
"No, I want to go out with you." I said shyly.
"But, what about the others?" I whispered.
"We'll tell them later. But right now..." He moved closer, and hugged me."Take me home, please? I HATE this place...so many fucking cameras, do you have any idea what that does to my sanity?!"
I chuckled. "Of course." I stood up, letting him go. I walked over to the door and grabbed his abandoned bags.
"And Zacky?"
I turned.
"I NEED A CIGARETTE!"
I died laughing. "You idiot mother-fucker."
"That's right, little mouse. Keep playing; soon enough we'll be all done..." The voice returned to haunting my ear. I stopped laughing. Brian leaned in over me. "You okay?"
"Um...yeah." I muttered, making my way out the door.

Notes

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