Rehab. (EgoBang) (discontinued)

Chapter 5: An Old Friend

A/N: I'm finally back! Now before this chapter officially starts, I just want to say that this story may start moving kinda fast. And I'm sorry for the last few chapters being boring and slow. This story most likely won't be as long as the first one, and I'm really sorry. I just want to get it done for you guys to read and not have to wait 5 million years for an update. Thank you for understanding.

~APRIL

Dan's POV:

I set down the pen I had been using and shook my cramping hand. "God damn, who knew writing was so tiring?" I murmured to myself. Thank good I had finished all 38 invitations. They wouldn't be mailed for a looonng  time but Ross had advised that I got it done early so I wouldn't' forget. I had denied at first but soon caved in.

I checked the time. 9:24 PM. Rolling my eyes at myself, I stood up from my chair and popped my arms and neck. I walked over to the window to look outside. No clouds were in the sky, so all the stars were visible in the inky black abyss. Nibbling on my bottom lip, I wished for Arin to be there with me. I decided I needed a small walk. I walked to my bedroom and grabbed my jacket. I placed my hand on Arin's side of the bed and wondered, to myself, how we had got this far. I smiled, reminding myself that tomorrow was Friday and I could pick up Arin tomorrow afternoon and we could spend all weekend cuddled up next to each other on this bed.

Putting on my jacket, I walked out the front door. I walked for at least an hour, not even knowing where I was going. My breath created tiny silver swirls in the cold January air. After about an hour or two, I came to small park. I realized it was the one Arin and I had seen on our trip down here. I still remember the look on his face...

"Oh my gosh, Danny! Look a little park," Arin had said, pointing out his window. I slowed down a little and looked out the window, and sure enough it was a small little park, although it looked old and abandon. "Can we stop, pwease?" Arin had begged, a puppy dog look printed on his face. I had chuckled. "Not now. Let's go see the new house." Arin didn't give up. "But Danny, you said you'd do anything to make me happy," he said to an innocent, yet sexy voice. I had moved one of my hands off the steering wheel and placed it on his thigh. A chill went through his body at my touch before practically melting in relaxation at the feeling of my hand. "I would do anything to make you happy," I said to him in slightly more dominate voice that I knew always got Arin turned on. "And that's why when we get to the new house, I'm going to pin you up against a wall and rip those clothes right off of you, Princess." I could feel his body heat up and his leg twitch. I smiled, knowing I was probably putting him through the sexiest of all hell. His legs tingled again. I smirked as I felt the fabric of his jeans stretch ever so slightly. "Aww. Is someone getting a little turned on," I asked in a very dominate voice, moving my hand to the inside of his thigh and then up until my palm brushed across a forming bump in his jeans. I could hear his breath hitch as he tried to hold back. I gave a slight squeeze, loving the sound that escaped past his lips. It was a high pitched moan. "You're a dick," he said, breathing heavily. "And you're Daddy's little Princess," I returned, looking at his face, smiling. He laughed and leaned in, kissing my lips, before letting me get back to my driving, suppressing small moans here and there, thinking I couldn't hear. I loved the sound of his deep breathing beside me, trying to control the sounds that slipped out of his mouth.

"Dan?"

The sound of my own name made me jump. I looked behind me to see a semi tall man with matted brown hair and a hoodie on, looking at me. His head was slighting tilted. He took a step towards me to get a better look. I didn't recognize this man from anywhere. His skin was a sickly pale and his eyes were a dulled pink. He obviously was a smoker of pot. He pointed a finger at me. "Dan. Dan Avidan, it is you! Man I haven't seen you in like 5 years!" I stared at him. He must have noticed my confusion. "It's me. Jeffery. Remember? Jeffery Carlson?"

It snapped in my head. I brought him in for a hug. "What's up man? Dude, it has been awhile," I said. We pulled apart and he shrugged. "Nothing much. Just the same shit for 5 years ago. What's new in your life? Find that special someone yet," he asked, winking. I laughed. "As a matter of fact, yes. He's at his rehab center right now but I'm going to go see him tomorrow."

"So you finally decided on your gender, huh?"

"Shut up!" I joked, punching him in the shoulder. "Yeah, I'm gay. You find anyone yet?"

"What do you think?"

We both laughed. "Say Dan, wanna go roll some with some old buddies and talk about the good old times?"

My mind froze. Shit, I forgot I used to be a drug addict. Man, Arin has really been messing with my head. "Uh, naw man. I don't do that shit anymore." Jeff looked at me like I was crazy. "Bro. No way! The King of Pot <- See what I did there? King of Pop, King of Pot? Ok, I'll shut up.) is throwing away his crown," he asked me. I shrugged at him. "Sorry, dude. 4 years clean and going strong. Besides, I gotta stay clean for my boyfriend. He'd be crushed if he found out I smoked again. The thought makes him sick."

"I thought you said he was is rehab, though?"

"Yeah, for alcohol abuse and attempted suicide. Not for drugs."

"Come on! You're such a downer. What happened to the Dan I used to know?"

I stop myself from snapping at him. My words came out harsh and cold. "He decided to stop ruining his life with something that was killing him and his friends!"

Jeff nodded. "K man. I get it. I'll... I'll see you 'round."

He turned and was walking off. I turned the other way and took a step forward. I couldn't do that. Not to Arin. Or to the rest of the group. Or myself. But the temptation. Oh, the thought of a sweet blunt, smoking dancing on my lips...

"Yo Jeff!"