Bullied By O2L

8

"RICKY TIKKI!" Kian yelled chasing ricky through out the house with a rubber snake.

"COME KILL THE GREAT NAG!" Kian laughed the fake cobra bobbing up and down in his hold.

"RIIICCKKKYYY TIKKKKKIIII!!!!" Jc battle cried jumping onto kian.

"This is what you get for showing them that cartoon," Connor laughing siting on the couch next to me.

Jc was playing 'Nagaina', Kian was playing 'Nag' and ricky was ricky tikki.

It's a cute cartoon from my childhood I decided to share and they break into battle.

"WE ALL KNOW IN THE END RICKY TIKKI WELL YOU KNOW," Trevor yelled.

"Alright, Well, I really should be getting home, myles is gonna get worried," I laughed.

"Who's myles?" Ricky asked curiously.

"My Gay Friend Whom I've lived with since I was about 16," I fake smiled.

"What's his name again? Myles what?" Connor asked.

"Um, Harrison."

They all exchanged looks before nodding at each other.

"Connor has a crush on mr. harrison?" Trevor whispered a little too loud for the boys liking.

"I'm gonna go, I've got work in an hour," I spoke awkwardly making my way to the front door.

"Oh, ricky?" I stopped at the open door turning around to see everyone standing there.

"Yeah?" He asked nervously.

"Last night? Amazing, We should hang out another time," I winked before walking out of the door and into my car driving back home.

"Mylesss," I sing sang stretching out his name.

"Babe? were've you been?" He laughed.

"Ricky's," I giggled kicking off my heels at the door and dropping my purse on the ground.

"Is he good in bed?" He asked drinking his york tea.

"Eh," I sighed. "Is there more?" I asked pointing to the kettle.

He nodded while thinking.

"Did you see um franta?" He asked looking over to me.

"Yes, he asked about you," I curiously said.

"Cool, listen I might have him around more if that's cool," He said.

"Course' thats, um fine," I smiled.

He smiles leaving me pouring my tea, walking out the front door with his car keys.

My phone buzzes on the counter after I finish pouring my morning drink.

Well, it is night time at the moment so I'm guessing a before bed kinda tea today? Yes.

"Hello?" I ask putting the phone to my ear while walking up to my room.

"I'll call you again in a bit sorry I have to clean up the mess kian just made at the moment," Ricky's voice laughed.

"Okay," I smiled hanging up the phone.

I quickly set my steaming tea down, stripping from my attire and hopping in the shower, quite literally. I washed every part of my body, ten stepped out and dried myself off. I dressed into undergarments pulling rickys shirt back on.

After sitting and ready a book, 'the world we live in' my phone decided to ring.

"Hello?" I ask, again.

"Hey," His raspy voice echoes through the phone.

"Hi," I smile putting away my book.

"What are you doing?" He asks.

"I'm just reading a book, or I was," I laughed. Why is he even calling me?

"What book?" He laughs.

"The World We Live In," I reply a proud smile finding its way to my face as my favorite books name leaves my mouth.

"Wanna tell me what it's about?" He giggles. Did he just giggle? awh.

"Um, Okay, well," I laughed looking at the back cover.

"In the year that has passed since a meteor collided with the moon, Miranda's friends and neighbors have died, the landscape has frozen, and food has become increasingly scarce. The struggle to survive intensifies when Miranda's father and stepmother arrive with a baby and three strangers in tow. One of the newcomers is Alex Morales, and as Miranda's complicated feelings for him turn to love, his plans for his future thwart their relationship. Then a devastating tornado hits, and Miranda makes a decision that will change their lives forever," I said into the phone.

"What in the hell does thwart mean?" He laughed loudly into the phone.

"Hurt, I guess," I shrug.

"Ricky, why'd you call?" I sighed.

"I wanted to hear your voice, tate," He sighed also.

"I can't stop thinking about you, your perfect face, the way you use your spoon, how you wrap your whole hand around it, they way you smile at me with a sparkle in your eye," He let out a breath he must have been keeping in making his voice even raspier.

"The night we had sex, do you realize how special that was to me? I wanted every guy to know just so they'd know you were mine but then, I realized you weren't and you just, you're so fucking beautiful and I don't think you understand what you do to me, tatejohn."

"Ricky," I breathed out.

"I know, You don't feel the same, just do me and favor and don't tell me that," he paused, "You're mine,Tate, nobody elses," He said before hanging up.

"Well, shit."