Bending It. Boyxboy

Ch 4

{Nixon}

My head was pounding and I couldn't think straight, all I knew for sure was I passed out with Angel in my arms and her hair in my face.

Now she was gone and I could hear her singing and the shower running. I collapsed in my bed again and stared at my ceiling. The drawings that I taped to it were dark and dreary.

The one my eyes stuck on was one I drew if a girl on her knees weeping in front of a grave. Her feet poked out from the bottom of her dress her long black hair flowed down her back and her head was resting on the grave stone roses rested by the base of it, her hand on them.

I remember that day. It was pouring and Angel refused to leave because of a little rain, and lightening. Her father had to drag her off kicking and screaming. Now she rarely talks to him, she's rarely home, and today she meets her new stepmom.

Interesting.

Angel walked out of the bathroom a towel wrapped around her head and in a blue tee and white skinnies with black doc martens, the sides flipped down to reveal a floral pattern.

"Nixy can I borrow a hoodie?" I mock gasped and earned a glare.

"Wow you actually asked to borrow my clothes for once." she smirked and took the towel out of her hair and rubbed it through her hair.

"Well I wouldn't 've but you're right there. Can't have witness to my crimes now can we?" I smiled and nodded my head, giving her the go ahead.

She smiled and pulled out a black and blue hoodie out of my closet. I smiled and got out of bed too lazy to change into clothes, I followed her out of my room and downstairs where tension between everyone was so thick you could cut it with a knife.

Angel shot a glare at Jaxon and I couldn't meet his eyes, it hurt too much. Angel hugged me and kissed my cheek.

"I'll see you in a bit Nixy ok?" I nodded and we hugged again before she left into the pouring rain. Without looking at Jax I got up and got me a bowl of cereal. I sat down and ate, while feeling more uncomfortable then a person with a cactus shoved up their ass.

He sighed and the chair next to me was pulled out and he sat down, arms wrapped around me and pulled me close. Jaxon's cologne filled my nose and tears burned my eyes.

"I hate us not talking." he said as he rested his head on mine, I still hadn't looked up afraid this was a dream. I was imagining it. That had to be what it was.

"Me too." I whispered settling into him, I wrapped my arms around his waist and buried my head into the crook of his neck. Tears stung my eyes, maybe he doesn't hate me. "Why?" he tensed but pulled me into him further.

"People are assholes." he whispered. "They don't understand, and things they don't understand get ridiculed. They hurt them so the abused don't think they can hurt them just as badly, when they're just harmless, Trying to understand why people are bigots. Not ready to understand that someone's not like them. It sucks but that's the life we live today." he kissed my head and chuckled an airy chuckle.

"I wasn't ready to see you hurt, honestly you've been through so much. I don't want to see you finally break. I don't want you to finally accept some asshat's words, believing that they're true. 'Cause they're not." he pulled away tears falling down his cheeks. "Just remember, No matter what happens I'll always be there for you." I nodded and reached for his cheek, it had a dark angry purple bruise in the shape of a hand on it.

"I'm guessing Angel got to you?" he smiled lightly, then winced.

"Yeah, she hits hard." I chuckled and nodded, my smile faded as I though about tomorrow

"How many people do you think know?" he shrugged

"I don't know but one thing's for sure I'm going to kick whoever's ass that sent that picture." I smiled inwardly at this, my fraternal twin was always going to protect me, and I was beyond grateful for it.

"So wanna call the boys so we can hang out?" he asked and I nodded.

"That'd be awesome."

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The boys and I were playing Black ops zombies and I was currently saving their asses, who knew the gay guy was awesome at video games?

"It sucks seriously!!" Boston complained as he died once again.

"You're just pissy 'cause you can't play." Hanley retorted, eyes glued to the screen. I rolled my eyes and Jax went down again.

"Goddamn it!!" he threw down his controller and rubbed his stomach. "I'm hungry let's go eat bitches." Boston agreed and stood, he ran into the kitchen without missing a beat and Jax chased after him. Rolling my eyes I paused the game and looked at Hanley with a smile.

His blue eyes seemed distant, I punched his shoulder and he jumped.

"You ok dude?" he nodded slowly and I stood him behind me. I felt eyes burning through my being, my soul. But it was only Hanley behind me.

Weird.

{Hanley}

My mind raced, I couldn't focus. My eyes kept wandering to my best friend's.... Brother.

The way his fringe framed his perfect face and blindingly green eyes. Currently he was kicking our asses in Black ops.

The way he bit his bottom lip in concentration, the way he flipped his hair ever so often. It had a certain part if me jumping. I sank deeper into the couch and set the remote over my half mast and sat cross-legged.

Fuck how did he get me this way? I've known Jaxon Rayne forever, I've been around Nixon forever. I have never felt like this, when our eyes meet for a second I can't breathe right for an hour, just thinking about the color. Don't get me started on his perfectly plump and pink lips, they aren't too thin or thick, just right. The way he bites them, sometimes I think he does it just to tease me. When his tongue darts out to mess with his snakebites, it sends shivers down my spine. His body is lean and has a defined four pack, the sinful 'V' leading to his glorious manhood.

Man all the things I could do to that-

"Hey dude you ok?" his sweet voice pierced my thoughts and I nodded slowly, trying to contain the blush. He stood and walked in front of me. My eyes wandered to his firm looking ass and suddenly my half mast went full on.

"Shit!" I cursed a little too loud, Nixon stopped and started to turn toward me. I pushed his shoulder forward and tingles flew through my body at our touch.

"You ok?" he asked standing with his back to me.

"Yeah I'm fine. I... Um just need to go to the bathroom." I said hastily, running down the hall I ignored his attempts at talking and asking if I was ok.

I slammed the bathroom door behind me and looked down a my um not little problem.

"Shit, shit!" I cussed softly as I stroked myself, images of Nixon smiling flowing through my mind.

I bit my lips hard to contain a breathy moan, the pressure built until it finally broke. Cum flowed over my hands in streams and my panting calmed a bit.

"Fuck." I hissed and bit my lip, 

"Why did it have to be Nix?" I banged my head on the wall behind me.

"Why Nixon?"

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you like?? ok is there a wrong way to say shampoo? skye and josh seem to think so

Skye "you don't say it right Josh!!!!"

Josh: "how the fuck don't I say it right?!? There isnt a way to say shampoo weird!!"

Skye "yes there is!!! And you say it!!!!"

Josh: "bullshit!!!! baby!!!"

Me: "oh god......"

~ † Storm ♥