Cyber Love (BEN Drowned Love Story)

Chapter 22

I woke up from a shaking from what seemed like a few moments after I'd first fallen asleep. Yet my Alarm clock read: '3:41 AM'.

I looked over to see a bloody boy. Brian. "Mom." he whispered and I sat up. "Yes?" I asked.

"I saw the kiss." he stated, obviously hurt. "Oh... Brian.." I whispered and hugged him. "Don't worry, I'm not going to be with Thomas. I'm with Ben, and I am happily in love with him." I smiled though he could barely see it through the darkness.

He nodded and climbed into bed with me, which I gladly let him do.

(Oh, don't worry, we are no where near the end of this chapter. Will Brian tell Ben? I don't really know. Still thinking as I write.)

I woke up around eleven and groggily picked up my phone. 'Three Missed Calls' 'One New Message' All around five AM.

I looked at the text: 'Meet me at the park up the street at twelve. :)' I texted back: 'Alright, but I can't stay long!'

"Brian, do you want to go to the park?" I asked, seeing that he was already up, showered, and playing on my old 3DS.

He nodded and ran downstairs. I laughed and dressed in skinny jeans and a half top. I didn't care if anyone saw the cuts on my body. I would say that an insane freak cut them in my sleep, which was half true. I pulled my hair into a ponytail, which is VERY rare of me to do, and walked downstairs. "Let's go!" I called and Brian followed. We walked the short sidewalk to the park and I waited at the bench as he played on everything. Soon, Thomas was jogging from his house and waving. I waved back and stood up to greet him. He pulled me into a large hug. I just stood there awkwardly. I didn't want Brian to get the wrong idea. "Did you bring your nephew?" Thomas asked, nodding toward the boy on the swings. I nodded and smiled. "He wanted to come, and I couldn't leave him home." I said as we walked to the bench.

We talked for a while as Brian just glared at Thomas.

I wouldn't date Thomas. Only because of Ben, but if me and Ben werent together I would. And I wouldn't break up with Ben(even if I could, since he'd kill me) because, Ben was right. I couldn't keep in my feelings for him. I really liked him, and a good friend won't break us up. Especially because that'd be my death sentence.

As I was caught up in my own thoughts, I realized that he was leaning in. My eyes were wide when his lips met mine. What do I do? I cant kiss him, Ben could be watching! I slowly 'almost' gave in and pushed his shoulders away.

"Me and Brian have to go, sorry Tom." I stood up and headed to Brian, who was charging at Thomas with a knife. I scooped him up and carried him home.

I sat him down on the couch. "You CANNOT tell Ben, alright? I'll tell him myself."

His eyes were rounded with tears. "Your cheating on Ben.." he whispered.

"No! No I'm not sweetie, I swear I'm not! Just don't tell Ben. I'll handle things with him, okay?"

He nodded. I heard a soft knock against wood, and it came in the direction of the kitchen. I walked in and saw the shitbag called Jeff(I'm so sorry you know I love you Jeffy!! :3) sitting against the chair with his feet resting on the table, knocking his long pale fingers against the wall. "What are you doing here? Do I have to stab you again?" I smirked. He glared at me. "Watch it."

"Why are you in my house douchebag?" I groaned. He grinned. "I saw your little romantic scene earlier. How touching." He held his hand to his cold blooded hear and sighed dramatically, ending it with a deep chuckle. "What do you want?" I snapped, ending his laughter. "I'm telling Ben." He smirked. My eyes were wide.

"No! Don't! He will kill me! Let me do it pleeaassee Jeff?" I begged. He strokes his invisible beard(damn, could you imagine Jeff in a long ass beard?! O.o -eye twitch-) "Okay, get on your knees and beg." he grinned. I rolled my eyes and got on my knees. "Please Jeff? Please don't tell?" I felt like an idiot. Which I was for playing a killer.

"Now suck my dick." His face showed seriousness which I knew was fake. "Hell no!" I stood up and pushed him down, sitting on his waist and holding the knife to his neck. "You tell Ben, I will fucking slit your neck and break your skull." I growled and he forced his everlasting smile to grow wider. "Alright, I wont."

"Good." I glared at him and got up. I walked to the other room and sat on the couch. "Hey Jeff?" I called. "What?" he brushed himself off and walked to me. "Do you know where Ben is?"

"No clue, I haven't seen him in two weeks."

Ugh. I have to go on a search for a killer.