Black Waves

When It Should Have Stayed Private

Remington wakes up the next morning feeling uneasy. He still hasn't looked at his phone but it can't be any worse than what it's been, right? He quietly gets his phone out of the nightstand Andy put it in, and unlocks it. His phone has been going through notifications nonstop lately so that's no surprise. He sets it down and lets it update.

Andy turns over and cuddles into the man's lap. "Good morning sexy," he says lowly. Remington does a small groan and rubs the man's head. "Did you sleep well?" God his deep voice turns me on...

Remington gulps and tries to calm himself down. "Yeah love, no nightmares or anything."

"Good, I'm glad." Andy opens his eyes and kisses Remington's thigh. "I fucking miss you, you know."

The man smiles and rubs his lover's back. "Why don't you go take a shower and let's go get some frozen yogurt or something?"

Andy gets up and starts to undress, making Remington's mouth water. "You gonna join me?"

"Y...yeah, in a little bit. I'll be right there."

Andy smiles and goes into the bathroom, turning on the hot steamy shower. Remington sighs and picks his phone back up. He has a smaller amount of hate mail and several messages asking for an interview. He scrolls through and finds what Andy did. His eyes widen when he reads what Andy wrote. He drops his phone and tears are spilling. How the fuck can he tell the world what happened?

Remington stands up and walks quickly to the bathroom and stands in front of the shower. "Are you fucking kidding me?" He yells, making Andy jump. "You seriously posted everything that happened? You can't give me any privacy?" Tears are running down his face and his bottom lip trembles.

Andy slides the door open and meets his teary eyed lover. "I couldn't let them keep saying that shit about you. You didn't deserve anything they were saying." He speaks calmly, deep inside knowing he fucked up.

Remington runs his hand through his hair and starts crying uncontrollably. "I can't fucking believe you! I have so many reporters wanting me to tell them my side. I don't want to keep reliving this Andy! So what a shit ton of people are telling me to kill myself! Maybe they are right, maybe I should finally! And while I'm swallowing a bunch of pills or preparing my noose, why don't you go ahead and post the pictures he took of me and stole! Go ahead and let them see everything! Post the video he took too! Let them decide for themselves if I was really raped!" 

Andy gulps and looks at his lover. "Baby, don't say all that. You know you don't mean it."

Tears are flowing down his cheeks. "I'm done Andy. Go fuck yourself." He storms out.

Andy jumps out of the shower and chases after him. "Babe wait!"

The front door slams shut. Andy stands there, dripping with water. He walks back into the shower and finishes quickly. He gets dressed and sits on the couch, wondering what the hell just happened.