Chapter 8
They just left without a word, without nothing but a shake of the head and quick yet quiet movements towards the door. Nobody bothered to protest Papa Fuentes or even go after them. When they left, Vic gave a worn out sigh, but continued to eat. Everybody just kind of revolved back to their food.
Everyone was quiet, not a single peep was made. The only sounds you heard were silverware tapping the bowls and plates, or the clinking of ice in the drinks and occasionally a deep sigh from Vic, Tony or Jaime.
Marcus was the first to finish. He simply stood up, washed his plate and came back and sat down, leaning back in his chair with a small sigh. Papa Fuentes did the same, only instead of coming back, he walked the other direction, much to my surprise. Jaime finished, stood up, walked to the kitchen rinsing his plate then came back, but didn't sit down.
"Well, it's been an interesting night, but I think I'm going to head back.." He trailed off, noticing Marcus "...unless you want me to stay?"
"No. We'll be fine, Hime. Thank you. Goodnight, bro. See ya tomorrow." Vic waved goodbye. Jaime simply nodded, sent Marcus a warning glare, and left.
"Well, I think that'll wrap it up for me too." sighed Tony as he placed his dirty dishes in the sink "Marcus, I swear if you touch Vic I'll-"
"Tony. Relax." interrupted Mike, sending Tony a glare. Tony shrugged and Marcus scoffed.
"Bye." Tony waved as he stormed out. He wasn't mad, I guess he was just hurt or something, I don't know. Maybe it's his man period or something.
"So..." Marcus flirtatiously started "...shall we go back downstairs so you can hold up your end of the deal, hm?"
Vic cringed, but reluctantly got up and went to the kitchen, followed by me and then Mike.
We all turned to see Marcus' smutface of a smile as he skipped happily down the stairs. Vic rolled his eyes but called out "I'm going to the bathroom. I'll be down there in a second."
He was gone in a flash, leaving Mike and I alone. I wonder if Vic is trying to get out of this...
"Look, Mike, if Vic doesn't want to do this, he doesn't have to."
"Vic's the one who agreed to this!" Mike laughed.
"True." I acknowledged. He shook his head in agreement, and after a few moments of awkward silence, he spoke.
"Hey.. Ugh, thank you back there. For sticking up for me. I never knew you could be, uh so loyal.." He stuttered, making a small smile tug at my lips, which he unfortunately noticed. "..There it is again! That smile! It kills me every time. It's fucking beautiful.."
"Uhh.. Thanks." I blushed. What the hell? Why the fuck am I blushing?
"Alright. Let's just get this fucking over with." Vic came back growling. I eyed Mike, who just shrugged but followed him down to the basement. Vic sat on the futon next to Marcus, who was smiling ever so immaturely.
"Okay so, uh, ground rules?" Mike questioning, looking to each of us.
"Nope." Marcus exclaimed.
"Yea." Vic argued "1.. No tongue. 2... Only 10 seconds. No more, and lucky for you, no less. 3... This is not to go public whatsoever."
"No tongue?! Are you fucking kidding me?" Marcus pouted.
"No. Now let's just get this over with.. Wait. Mike, count aloud. Marcus, once he gets to zero, you fucking stop, got it??"
"Yes sir!" He sarcastically replied.
"Okay... ready?" Mike asked.
"I've been waiting on this for like 6 years." Marcus squealed, "Kiss me like you're kissing your girlfriend goodnight."
Vic sighed once more.
"Okay ready? Go." Mike announced.
Marcus cupped Vic's face in his hands and connected their lips. Vic was so tense, but reluctantly put his hands on Marcus' back, scooting him closer.
"...10.....9....."
Marcus moved his left hand to the back of his head, lightly tugging at Vic's chocolate brown hair. He started to move his lips against Vic's, and surprisingly, Vic started to kiss back.
".....8......7......"
Their mouths moved simultaneously, yet it looked so perfect. I know Vic isn't enjoying this right now, but from what I've heard, Marcus was an amazing kisser. Vic moved his hands up to Marcus' neck, and he started to open his mouth for a split second, as if he was about to enter his tongue, but he quickly shut it.
"........6.......5.............4......"
At first the kiss was sloppy and forced on Marcus' part and hesitant and reluctant on Vic's part, but now it's soft, passionate and needy on Marcus' part, and it looks like it is absentmindedly needy on Vic's part too.
".......3......2..."
As time was counting down, the harder Vic pressed. He was now needy and hard with it. He had pressed Marcus' shoulders against a his, and was pushing him harder against his lips, obviously catching Marcus off guard.
However, Mike was confused, so he quit counting, and I knew I'd be hearing shit about this later from Marcus.
".....1....." I started. Vic was reluctant to slow down, and so was Marcus. It was obvious that they were both enjoying it now. I had only one number left, should I drag it out?
"................zzzeeeeeeeerrrrroooooooo.."
Immediately, they both disconnected their lips, gasping for air. Vic immediately stood up and walked off to the side, head in his hands, realizing what he had just done. Marcus had a smile on his face and he looked happy, and as much as Vic won't admit it, he too looked happy. Marcus didn't tease him about it, no, he just smiled and had heavy breathing.
"I..uh, Marcus, I think you need to, uh.. I think you need to g-go..." Vic stuttered. Aww. Look at the poor fuck boy getting turned on!!
Marcus stood up scoffing, but trudged up the stairs nonetheless. "I'll see you on Monday, Cody."
I just nodded, not bothering to care that he was huffing or if he was really pissed right now. Vic looked to Mike and then to me.
"Bathroom." He simply stated, and walked off in the hallway.
"Let me see your phone." Mike randomly demanded.
"O-okay...." I stuttered, but handed it to him not knowing what he was doing.
He grabbed it and started typing things in. His phone went off a few seconds later.
"What're you doing?"
"Look, I understand Marcus can be a handful sometime. If he ever gets in trouble, call me. I'll personally knock some sense into him..." He trailed off, handing me back my phone. On the screen it had a text message sent to Mike.. 'It's Cody Marie'. So I looked at the contact that I sent it to, and sure enough.... 'Mike Fuentes'.
"Wh-what..?" I asked.
"Call me or text me. I don't care when it is or what it's about."
I had no clue what to say. The guy I hated more than life itself is trying to reach out to me?
"Hum... I need to go..." I trailed off.
"Yea okay...goodnight." He said in disbelief.
I just nodded, but headed to the staircase.
I walked all the way up the stairs to see that the table had already been cleared off. I walked out the front door, to see Mrs. Fuentes coming back in. She smiled at me, but continued walking past me. I gave a small smile back, but continued to walk.
This day has been really strange....
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