(Omg its Michael's point of view! Oh and the song is Stephen by Kesha, I love this song. Anyway, ENJOY.)
Chapter 14
Michael's P.O.V.
Fuck. Why the fuck is he not answering me? I hate being ignored. I messed up. I love Joey. I'll get him a new necklace when I get the money.
Last night was so perfect until I lost my temper, I can't help it when I get mad. I need to find a better way to calm myself.
After Joey left with that boy, I ran to the gym and worked out my anger and I went a little too hard, so I'm in bed right now and its... five to two am. My mind won't stop running. I can't believe I lost Joey. He knows I love him, He must.
A headache hits me hard and I decide to look up natural ways to distress and calm myself down. Marijuana popped up, it says that I could be prescribed medical marijuana.
I've had it before, it got me through high school. I was stressing over everything but a puff after school was enough for me to relax.
I look up local therapists so I can talk to them to see if I'm legible. I stopped smoking because my mom told me.it was bad for me and that I could get addicted, I wouldn't have listened but at the time I saw one of my friends overdose on Molly. It wasn't a great sight, he's okay today but I don't associate with him anymore and he was the one who had the connections for my weed.
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It's been a couple weeks now since I broke up with Joey and he still can't leave my mind. My therapists says that me not being able to control my anger pushed him away. He also suggested that I should take a break from BDSM. he said that I need to find a different way to 'punish' My partners if I do continue BDSM.
Today he prescribed my medical marijuana but I'm not sure if I'll use it. He says that it'll help me relax and think rationally and to also work out regularly or try up boxing. I didn't think my anger problems were that bad.
He also tried to get me to talk about my parents but I avoid the subject. I don't want to tell anyone about my mother or father. He doesn't need to know that they caused me to be this way and I don't want to talk about it. At all. I just want Joey back.
I've texted him, called him but he never answers. Maybe I should just move on.
"Hey, Michael!" I was walking down the street to my house and I turn around to see Jason. He's one of my high school friends, I haven't seen him in forever.
"Jaz!" That's a nickname I gave him. It's a long story.
"Oh my God, I haven't seen you since graduation." I take his hand and pull him into my chest.
"Yeah, what's up?" I'm not in the mood to see old friends, I just got out of therapy.
"We should hang out, do you have the same number?" Jaz is a very handsome guy and we've hooked up a few times in the past but our friendship never changed.
"Yep," He smiles making me smile.
"Okay, there is this new club opening up and I think you would love it." He says pulling out his phone.
"What type of club is it?" I ask and he just smirks. This guy always has something up his sleeve. He's one sneaky motherfucker.
"Anyway, I gotta go, I'll text you later so we can have some guy time." He winks at me before running off in the opposite direction.
Before I started dating Joey, Jaz would always find different ways we could fuck. His car in the school parking lot, the two of us with a girl or boy. Jaz is a kinky boy but I love it.
One day we were watching porn at his house and he found a bondage video. I was so into it that I cam multiple times. Jaz noticed and we started with some really rough shit. Then the next time we met up, Jaz told me about dominance and submission. He wanted to be the Dom.
I didn't like listening to him but I loved the punishments that he gave me, with no mercy. That day was the first time he fucked me, I was always the top. I never knew it felt so good.
Thinking about it now, I feel sorry for his parents because their basement, which is where Jaz's room was is probably covered in our cum. His parents always said it smelled like boy filth.
I make my way to my the apartment building and skip steps as I go up the stairs. Walking down the hall, I see Joey push my neighbor out of door and they fall into a deep kiss.
My heart sinks and anger rises, I want to punch that boy's face in for touching what's mine. My fists ball up but I relax them. I broke up with Joey months ago.
Their lips part and their hands intertwined. They turn and my neighbor locks eyes with me. His smile drops and I smirk at that, he's afraid of me. Joey pulls him past me but not once does my eyes leave the blonds. His face was pale.
He looks away once they are far down the hall. That little fuck, stole my boyfriend. My anger turns into sadness. I open my door and grab a beer.
I sip on my last beer while watching shark tank when my phone buzzes.
Jaz- doin anything today?
Me- I don't fele lik goin out today
Wow that was hard to type, I must be really drunk, how many beers did I drink?
Jaz- I'll just come over then
I sent him my address before passing out.
"Michael, Michael!" I wake to see Jaz hovering over me. I let out a groan as I try to move but my head hurts. "Looks like I was late to the party." Jaz mumbles before moving out of sight.
He forces me to drink water and helped me before taking off my pants and tucking me in.
"Jaz... stay with me." Before I know it, I'm in his arms and they are so warm. I miss this, I miss Joey.
(Oh shit! Where do you think this is going? hehe)
