Kiss and Sell

Ryan Ross had come up to Alex about twice when he got back to school. He even had the nerve to sit next to him during class. Alex didn't want to be rude because the kid obviously didn't realize he pretty much hated him. It was just that Ryan had cared more about calling dibs on Jack than he did telling Alex the truth about the boy. Alex gave him the benefit of not really knowing Alex hadn't known, but he still hated the boy or so he declared in his mind.

At the moment, the younger was sitting with him at lunch because really he didn't sit with anyone ever anyways and Alex was always nice to him. He became attached to the older boy and despite believing he hated and was mad at him Alex really liked his none probing of "how he was feeling" kind of presence. Ryan was one of the only people who didn't treat him like a fragile doll because they knew how much he really liked Jack even if Alex wouldn't admit how much it really was to himself. Alex simply liked not being bothered.

Alex had a water bottle filled to the top with Vodka that he was most definitely planning on getting completely drunk with. Ryan noticed the smell as soon as Alex opened the bottle. He had gave him a worried look, but when Alex glared at him he pretended he didn't notice the alcohol on his breath.

It was about thirty minutes into lunch when Alex began pulling Ryan closer by his tiny waist while muttering, "Why didn't you tell me?"

Ryan looked up at him before sighing and looking down at his hands in his lap, "I thought you knew, I really did, and I kinda thought, when we were talking about him, that maybe he was okay and in the hospital recovering." He admitted. Ryan honestly felt slightly ashamed about not telling Alex after seeing how bad it affected the teen, but in all honesty everything the younger said was true.

Alex nodded slowly, humming slightly as he took another sip of his drink before saying, "I forgive you."

"Really?" Ryan asked and Alex nodded slowly before leaning down and giving the younger a kiss on the lips to prove he had meant exactly what he said. Ryan wasn't expecting it at first, and, despite the shock, began kissing back instantly. Though Ryan had liked Jack much more than he thought he'd ever like Alex, something about the elder boy and how sweet he was to him made him feel wanted and not like a little kid like how he was always treated by everyone else. It might have been, also, the fact that Alex had sort of took his virginity.

Alex pulled back to look into his eyes, drunken haze causing him to believe the dark brown eyes he saw were really Jack's big beautiful eyes which had him murmuring, "I love you." As he placed his lips to Ryan's once again -the younger shocked by the words and gasping as he pulled back to ask, "Really?" because honestly Ryan had never been told he was loved by someone who wasn't family before. He kind of thought it was impossible for him to be loved by anyone. He was a loser, a geek, a freak. Who would ever love him?

Yet this older, attractive man was confessing such beautiful and foreign words to him, convincing him slowly but surely by his actions that he was loved by at least someone. The confused boy stared into Alex's lustful, cloudy eyes as the elder smirked and cupped his cheek to brush a thumb over the bone while mumbling, "Course, baby."

Alex, in all honesty, didn't know one word that he was saying. He was playing a role in whatever silly little illusion his mind was putting him through, letting him expose his affection he'd never be able to do sober. He needed to let things out and the only person around was Ryan. If Danny had been around Alex would be all over him, but he was taking advantage of the small, former-virgin in front of him and felt no remorse for it at all. The boy's lips quivered, as if ready to repeat it back, but Alex shushed him quickly, planting small kisses all over his face sloppily before taking another quick swig of his vodka and slurring, "We... We should g-go out on a date! Like, this weekend, yeah?" Which had Ryan nodding his head vigorously -still in quite a bit of shock Alex, someone with a huge rep of never dating, was asking him out.

"Yeah! Yes! I mean..." He blushed, "I'd love to. With you. A date. Um, Friday night?" He asked, scratching his wrist nervously as he felt Alex snake an arm around his small waist and pull him into his side. Alex set his bottle down, laughing as he burped and nodded his head while agreeing, "Friday night at eight. I'll... Hm... I guess I'll have to pick you up. How old are ya' 'gain?"

Ryan blushed, "Uh, fifteen."

"Fifteen!" Alex cried -looking down at the boy who blushed and nodded. His shocked face turned quickly to a smirk as he said, "You really are young, huh?" He reached up and brushed the hair from Ryan's eyes as he said, "Don't worry, baby, I like 'em young and innocent." He winked making Ryan's face turn completely red.

Alex looked up as he heard a throat being cleared to see Rian with an arched eyebrow standing in front of their table. He, for a moment, looked between the two before shaking his head and saying, "'Lex? Can I talk to you really quick?"

Alex smiled as he nodded and stood up rather wobbly, Ryan maybe having to help him up a little, while snatching his bottle of alcohol from the table and wobbling after Rian to another table just a few feet away. Alex went to take another drink of his vodka when Rian was swiping it from his hand, lifting it to his nose and smelling it, before glaring and asking, "What the hell do you think you're doing?"

Alex shrugged and muttered, "Don't mess with me, Dawson. 'M not in the mood."

"Not in the mood?" Rian repeated, "Alex, you haven't been in any fucking 'mood' except for drunk for the past month! You're coming to school hungover and high, and now you're fuckin' getting drunk during school too? What the hell is wrong with you?" He marched over to a trashcan and threw the bottle inside, Alex diving towards it and whining as it hit the bottom with a loud crash. He whimpered as he fell to the ground with his arms tightly gripping his legs and whispered, "Fuck you, man."

"Shut the fuck up and stop wallowing in your own fuckin' sorrow like a baby. Get the fuck up, go get sober from whatever kind of fucking drugs you are on, clean up, and Friday we are going to see Jack." Rian ordered -watching as Alex hid his face in his hands and whimpered, "I can't! I hate myself! I fucked up, Rian! I fuckin' did this! I made him do this!"

"Stop feeling sorry for yourself, you pathetic fuck." Rian barked, "No one made Jack do anything. Jack chose to hurt himself and no amount of alcohol is going to fucking change that, Alex. He's in the hospital right now, though, and the least you can do, since you did hurt his feelings before all this, is be there for him -sober." Rian glared down at the blond who sniffled and nodded slowly.

Rian turned around to leave before pausing and turning back around to say, "And leave that poor Ryan kid alone, dude. You're gonna fuck him up. I already heard you forced him to do drugs."

"Who the fuck said that!" Alex cried, "I'd never force anything on anyone!"

Rian rolled his eyes, "Whatever the fuck you tell that kid," He continued, "Is going straight to his head. You're peer pressuring him. Stop. I'm serious, Alex."

Alex flipped him off and watched him walk away. He placed his head back in his hands, hiding his face as he sat on the floor, before hearing a small voice and looking up to see Ryan standing there. He blushed, slowly sitting down on his knees and looking at Alex who simply looked down at his lap -stray tears being hidden by bangs of hair. It was a moment before Ryan gathered the courage to move over to Alex, climbing into his lap quickly with a deep blush covering his cheeks. Alex allowed it, not sober enough to tell himself not to, and wrapped his arms around Ryan's waist as he sighed and rested his head on Ryan's shoulder while the younger softly stroked his hair.

"Poor Ryan," was all anyone said when they noticed the two wrapped in an embrace on the floor together. The boy looked for love and affection, and mistook possession and exploitation for exactly that. Maybe he'd never truly find the guidance and care he actually deserved, but for now he was content with the delusion of a blinded, lustful crush, and being taken advantage of however anyone pleased without benefits for himself. That's just how some people lived their lives, never truly knowing what it'd be like to stand up for themselves independently, and it was sad, heartbreaking, that at the very source, the very beginning, of a life full of foolishness, submission, and allowing others to control everything about him stood Alex, a devil just as blind and foolish -leading the blind and foolish away to a paradise covered by the delusions of each other, happily and stupidly.

Notes

If you can tell us where that title is from

You may very well be an all time low prodigy

You win

Jack being in the next chapter.


Haha

Jk

We already got everything planned suckas.

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He aint in the next chapter.

Sorrynotsorry

Pray for Jack this ending is going to be drastic.

I mean what ending.