2|I'll Show You.

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(A/N: I am so super excited and proud at how far the Sitkolson ship has got, I've seen and read some of your stories and i love it! Eek okay sorry, ENJOY!!)

Music: About That Life (by Attila)

*Ricky's POV*

       Ryan looked at me like i was crazy as i basically hid in our room, pulling him inside with me. I was out of breath from the anxiety that was coursing through my constricted veins. "What? Did you see a spider or something?" He snickered sarcastically. Very funny, Ryan but there's something more important happening.

       I quickly searched through my brain for a good way of putting this whole thing to Ryan without me sounding stupid or him freaking out. "No, It's your cousin..."

       "He's fucking awesome right?! Did you see that tattoo on his neck? It's fucking sick!" Damn it, he sounded happy. How was i supposed to tell him that his cousin is a fucking creep that tried to get with me? I don't know, maybe it was just me. Maybe i was just overthinking what Frank said. Perhaps he didn't mean it like that. It is a possibility that i just read him the wrong way. Just because i'm a shy person, doesn't mean that everyone else is.

       "No, uh," I lost my courage. " Just wanted to say that he... likes a lot of things we do... That's it." I shrunk back into myself, becoming a coward and not telling him. I should have told him but would he really believe me? Probably not, i mean it's his cousin! If it were my cousin, i probably wouldn't believe him either. 

       "That's great." I saw him smile gingerly before grabbing his coat off the bed and sliding his arms into the sleeves. "Well, i have to go to the store, do you need anything?" He stepped forward and kissed my forehead, awaiting my answer before i shook my head. I was hesitant to let him leave me alone with Frank, but would he really do anything after he thinks i just told Ryan? Let's hope not. And then he left. 

        I didn't want to be a wimp and hide in my bedroom all day long waiting for Ryan to return, so i cautiously walked out into the kitchen. I searched through the refrigerator, trying to find something to at least distract me for a little while, but to no success because i wasn't hungry in the first place. But i never really was. 

       "Anything good in there?" I spun around at the sound of his voice.

      "I-uh...." I couldn't think of words quick enough to respond to him. He just smirked and reached past me to grab a soda from the fridge. I slithered away from his touch, as it lingered longer than it should have. 

         "Ya know, i don't think you're a good match for Ryan." He blurted out, sipping from his soda bottle casually.

         "I think we're perfect." I said quickly, trying to change the subject and run away.

         "I think you'd be a lot better with me." He sauntered over to me placing one hand on the counter behind me, as to trap me from moving. Just breathe, Ricky, Ryan will be back soon.  I kept telling myself, attempting to keep my heart rate down. "Just give me a chance to show you." He voice was oozing with charm and seduction. Without even giving me a chance to respond or push him away, his hand found the top of my pants where his fingers work diligently on the button on my jeans.

        "S-sto-" I couldn't get my words out fast enough before my pants were around my ankles and Frank was on his knees. Just then the tears had started to fall from my red, stinging eyes. I couldn't really stop him, no matter what i did i would somehow be found in the wrong I couldn't kick him because that would be considered assault if he went to the police and played the victim card. I couldn't run away because my pants were tied around my ankles. What could i really do?

        And then my boxers were being pulled down, leaving my bottom half completely bare. "I'll show you." He murmured as he went to put his mouth to my pulsing male area. Thankfully, Josh walked into our apartment with Riley in his hands to stop this whole charade. 

          "Woah what the fuck?" He sounded pissed as he put his hand over Riley's eyes. The tears still swam down my cheeks as Frank backed away.

         "I told him to stop." Frank acted all innocent as if i had asked him to do this. 

         "Josh, josh, please you have to believe me that he was the one who did this." I pleaded but to no avail. 

         "Who should i believe? Frank's innocent cousin, or the man with his pants down?" Josh growled.

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