The Love of a MSFT for a Misfit© (BoyxBoy)

Our Final Decision

Craig walked out of my bedroom feeling cocky as ever. I bet he was glad. But I'm not. I pulled the blanket over my shoulder and stared into the wall. I felt disgusting. This is so different. I don't like this feeling. The sex is so pleasurable. But afterwards, I feel like a whole different person.

It's once in a lifetime that I need someone to comfort me. But the only person I trust around me right now, is Prince. I felt something fall out the crevice of my eyes as I walked down to the second floor. I opened his door without knocking and saw him texting with his headphones on. I sat on the bed and put my face in my lap.

"Babe, what's wrong? Why ate you crying?" He said linking our arms together.

"I did something bad Jacob. Really bad." I said sniffling.

"I'm over it now. You don't have to cry about it." He said wiping my cheeks.

"I know but...but..."

"But what?" He asked bringing his face closer to mine. I felt disgusting. I didn't even want him to kiss me. I sobbed lightly knowing how much having sex with Craig will affect us. But somehow I want to do it again. But without leaving Prince. I'm such a greedy bastard.

He wrapped his arms around me and placed his head on my chest. I couldn't bring myself to tell him what happened. But all the while his phone kept going off.

"Turn it off please." I said.

"Sorry. It's the group chat" He said. "Are you okay now? What happened?"

"I guess I just felt really guilty about telling everyone about You and Prod."

"And like I said, I don't care. But I think we should talk."

"About what?" I said hardening my look and moving away from him.

"Well. After these series of events. I think you were right when you said we should break up."

"Why do you say that?" I said looking down at the carpet.

"It's not gonna work out. We're in the same band and it'll just distract us from what we're supposed to be doing."

"But. I turned gay for you! I put your dick in my mouth! The Hell are you talking about!" I protested standing up

"Jaden don't be mad! I still wanna be friends!" he said

"You can't be friends with someone you love." I said through gritted teeth leaving him in the room. It's official. We're over. Maybe this is for the best. The only thing I could resort to was weed. I promised myself I would only do it when I'm at a party or something. But I'm stressed the fuck out.

About an hour or so has passed and I can't feel anything. Or has it even been hour? I'm pretty sure my room stinks right now. Look what this band has done to me.

I think I want to leave Mindless Behavior.