Guts

A whole day had passed since Zack and Rian told us of the bet and we hadn’t talked to them. We hadn’t really talked much. I had slept on the couch while Zack and Rian mumbled about a party on another bus, and Jack just stayed in his bunk.

Don’t get me wrong, I wanted to be with him. But as soon as the guys had told us about the bet. He went distant and cold. He blew up on Rian and Zack, cussing them out and yelling. After they left I had calmed him down but he gave me the cold shoulder.

So I laid on the couch looking at the ceiling and thinking about the last few days. I knew that one thing was for certain, I loved Jack as more than a friend. However those feelings didn’t develop until after we lost Maria.

What made me love my best friend? He was hot. He was super funny. He was amazing at guitar. He also had a great heart. He was one of my very best friends and I wouldn’t be where I was without him. He was the one who decided to start the band and he was the one who did almost all the work to get it started. He was very passionate about music.

I was so lost in thought that I hadn’t noticed Jack was sitting cross legged on the floor watching me. It startled me. He told me he had been watching me for a good ten minutes and didn’t want to disturb me because I looked so cute.

“You’re so weird.” I told him, making room on the couch for him to join me. He shook his head.
“We have some stuff to talk about.”

I nodded. “What do you want to address first?”
“The bet. Like how in the hell did they even know? We didn’t even know.”
“I don’t know. That’s just something we will have to ask them I suppose.”
“Okay then, second topic. Us. What are we Lex? You know how I feel about you, but is the same for you? Or do you jus pity me?” He looked at me with fear in his eyes.

I couldn’t take that look from him. I sat up and pulled him into my arms. We sat like that for a little bit, just wrapped up in each other.

I finally spoke, “Jack I don’t pity you, I never have and I never will. I do have feelings for you. I don’t know how they came to be, but at some point in time, I fell for my best friend. I kept my feelings hidden though because I was afraid I would lose our friendship. Then with you getting drunk all the time I was afraid I would lose my best friend. The other night when you were drunk and told me how you felt and I flipped out? It was out of fear, fear that I had lost you. I was so scared and upset that I made a mistake.” I started crying and it was Jack’s turn to hold me.
“What happened Lex, what mistake?” he asked as he stroked my hair.

“I..I.. I relapsed and cut. I was just so scared and upset and I d..didn’t know what else to do.”
“Where?” Was his only response.

I sighed and pulled my pajama pants down revealing my bandaged leg. He looked up at me and I looked away as he undid the wrap. I winced a little as he undid it because the dried blood caused it to stick.

When he got it all undone he let out a shocked gasp. I didn’t want to look but I did anyway. My thigh looked like it had gone through a shredder. The skin was red and there was dried blood covering half of it. It started right above my knee and stopped about three quarters of the way up.

“Lex.” Jack whispered, and then he buried his head in my lap and cried. It only made me feel worse because I was the cause for his pain.

After a few minutes he got up and walked away. I thought that for sure he was done with me, but he came back with alcohol and a washrag.
“This is going to hurt Lex but it needs to be done.”
I just nodded and grabbed onto the couch cushion as he poured it on. My leg felt like it was on fire. He kept saying sorry and giving me sad looks. I told him to keep going as I gritted my teeth. He finally finished and wrapped my leg back up. He put the stuff up and came back.

He sat on the couch and pulled me into his arms. I had never felt more comfortable anywhere else. I hummed contently and he laughed at me.

“What?” I asked confused.
“You, your super cute.”
“Don’t say things like that, it ruins my manly persona.” I said flexing my arm. He continued to laugh at me.

I would show him to laugh at me. I sat up and he gave me a confused look as I leaned in and kissed him. He pulled me into his lap seconds after I started the kiss.

As soon as I was in his lap I could feel his growing erection against the back of my thigh. I made the mistake of letting my guard down for a second and his tongue quickly became the dominate one. There was no use in fighting; I was on his lap so I was at his mercy.

It was a bit uncomfortable sitting how I was so I broke the kiss for a quick second to adjust. I ended up straddling him as our lips crashed together once again. I started running my hands along his abs as he ran his hands along my back.

I was just about to take his shirt off when two unwelcomed band members came crashing into the bus drunk.

“Whoooa there, calm down you two.” Zack.
“Yeah I want to win the bet, but not at the expense of watching it.” Rian.


I rolled off of Jack with a grunt and glared at our drunk band mates.

Notes

So a bit of sad, but a little fluff.

Again who do you think will win the bet? We have one vote for Rian-Jack and none for Zack - Alex.
Let me know who you think will win, it might influence the outcome!

Also comment and vote and stuffs. I love getting feedback!

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Theres a little poem from me to you today!

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