Responsible
Sorting it out (Alex)
Alex
Talking to the police wasn’t as hard as Jack had imagined it to be; he was still pretty beaten up from the day before so the cops believed him easily. The police officers just noted what he said, had him sign it and told him they’d take care of it (they’d get Matt to the station and “talk a little” as one of the officers had explained). Alex was with him the whole time and when they were done, Jack started to cry again in Alex’s car.
“I-I did it,” Jack sobbed.
“You did it. I’m so proud of you,” Alex said, hugging Jack carefully.
“Bu-but I’m still scared,” Jack babbled.
“No, shh, it’s okay. It’ll all be okay. He can’t hurt you,” Alex said as he soothingly rubbed Jack’s back.
“I j-just hope so,” Jack replied.
“It will be. Where should we go?” Alex asked.
“To your place?” Jack smiled a little at the thought that Alex’s place was somewhere Matt probably wouldn’t go.
“Sure thing,” Alex said with a little smile as well.
It was three hours later, Alex and Jack had just finished a DVD and Jack had fallen asleep. Alex was lying on the couch, trying to sort his confused feelings.
So he and Jack had gotten pretty close, even cuddly in the past few days. Well okay, they had gotten very cuddly. Spooning and hugging for example. And Alex didn’t know if he was just taking care of Jack and it had somehow made him very attached to the boy or if he had developed actual feelings in the sense of “crushing” or “love” for Jack.
Alex had zero experience with such a thing and the more he thought about it, the less sure of how he felt he got. He realized that he probably needed more time with Jack to figure this out. He had to admit, he was thrilled at the thought of spending more time with Jack. As he always was when it came to doing something with Jack or just thinking about him.
Alex quickly got lost in dreams of his future with Jack; maybe as a room-mate. Since Alex was a priest, there was no way he’d be able to have Jack as his partner. Well, he could resign from being a priest like the pope had resigned from being the pope. But that option didn’t seem very appealing to him. Still, he wanted to be with Jack.
He noticed that he was a little horny. He still hadn’t jerked off and he just wanted to get off sometime soon because every time he didn’t do it just made the horniness stronger the next time it appeared… But he was injured and everything hurt so he had a hard time moving too much. But horny… no, injuries. Horny. Injuries…
He ended up groaning and pressing a pillow to his face. Why was everything so complicated?!
Talking to the police wasn’t as hard as Jack had imagined it to be; he was still pretty beaten up from the day before so the cops believed him easily. The police officers just noted what he said, had him sign it and told him they’d take care of it (they’d get Matt to the station and “talk a little” as one of the officers had explained). Alex was with him the whole time and when they were done, Jack started to cry again in Alex’s car.
“I-I did it,” Jack sobbed.
“You did it. I’m so proud of you,” Alex said, hugging Jack carefully.
“Bu-but I’m still scared,” Jack babbled.
“No, shh, it’s okay. It’ll all be okay. He can’t hurt you,” Alex said as he soothingly rubbed Jack’s back.
“I j-just hope so,” Jack replied.
“It will be. Where should we go?” Alex asked.
“To your place?” Jack smiled a little at the thought that Alex’s place was somewhere Matt probably wouldn’t go.
“Sure thing,” Alex said with a little smile as well.
It was three hours later, Alex and Jack had just finished a DVD and Jack had fallen asleep. Alex was lying on the couch, trying to sort his confused feelings.
So he and Jack had gotten pretty close, even cuddly in the past few days. Well okay, they had gotten very cuddly. Spooning and hugging for example. And Alex didn’t know if he was just taking care of Jack and it had somehow made him very attached to the boy or if he had developed actual feelings in the sense of “crushing” or “love” for Jack.
Alex had zero experience with such a thing and the more he thought about it, the less sure of how he felt he got. He realized that he probably needed more time with Jack to figure this out. He had to admit, he was thrilled at the thought of spending more time with Jack. As he always was when it came to doing something with Jack or just thinking about him.
Alex quickly got lost in dreams of his future with Jack; maybe as a room-mate. Since Alex was a priest, there was no way he’d be able to have Jack as his partner. Well, he could resign from being a priest like the pope had resigned from being the pope. But that option didn’t seem very appealing to him. Still, he wanted to be with Jack.
He noticed that he was a little horny. He still hadn’t jerked off and he just wanted to get off sometime soon because every time he didn’t do it just made the horniness stronger the next time it appeared… But he was injured and everything hurt so he had a hard time moving too much. But horny… no, injuries. Horny. Injuries…
He ended up groaning and pressing a pillow to his face. Why was everything so complicated?!
Notes
Aw Alex :P
And Backseat-sinner found the song reference in the last chapter! It was "Alex counted his heartbeats before he fell asleep" which is a song reference to Pierce The Veil's 'Bulls in the Bronx'! Congrats to you for finding it! Check her out! c:
-Laura
@that_band_nerd
Haha aw, no stress, naps are great! Have a nice nap c:
6/20/14