I love you but do you love me?(BoyXBoy)- Completed

Haunted Basement?

Jeffree POV: 

"Jayy I'm really sorry for..." I sniffed a sob and carried on "I'm so sorry for what I did to you and I know what I did is unforgivable but I need you".

"Maybe you shouldn't have raped me then" Jayy muttered, his back facing me. He had been giving me the almost silent treatment ever since the rape which was understandable but at the same time I needed my Jayy back; even if it isn't romantically.

"I made a mistake Jayy" I whispered "I didn't mean to hurt you, sometimes I do things that I really regret but i don't know why I do them; you gotta believe". 

"What you did is NOT a mistake!" Jayy snarled turning to find me "A mistake is something that happens before you know what's happening, you chose to rape so don't you dare play the pity party act with me!!". 

"But I would never intentionally hurt you Jayy" I told him desperately and Jayy just scoffed "You're so important to me Jayy, I just need you; please" A tear slid down my cheek and I couldn't help but let out a quiet sob, a look of concern and guilt filled Jayy's face for a second before it went back to what I like to call Jayy's 'Resting Bitch Face'. 

"Just leave me the fuck alone Jeffree" Jayy muttered tiredly "I'm not in the mood to argue so please just leave, it's the least you can do" I opened my mouth to object but the sound of someone knocking on the front door echoed around the house into the basement. 

"Don't even think about it" I snarled at Jayy who had picked his head up at the sound of the knock, his eyes suddenly filled with hope and excitement. His eyes dulled again hearing my words and he sent me a pissed off glare "I'll be right back, this conversation isn't over" I told him walking to the door, I saw Jayy roll his eyes and slouch against the wall from the corner of my eye. After locking the basement door, I stormed over to the front door and threw it open to find a police officer with the name tag 'Mark Blackwood' (AN: This is just a random name I made up on the spot, no copyright was intended). 

"Mr. Star?" Mark asked staring at me, his face emotionless and I nodded warily "I just need to ask you some questions if you don't mind". 

"Umm sure" I shrugged calmly, after all it would look suspicious if I said no "Come on in I guess, would you like a drink?".

"No I'm fine thanks" Mark answered "Please have a seat" I sat down warily and waited till Mark had gotten out his note pad and pen "Now I'm sure you've heard about Mr. Monroe's disappearance" Mark asked and I nodded.

"Of course" I answered "I hope he's alright" I fought the urge to look at the basement door, just to check if it was in fact closed and locked.

"So do we" Mark nodded, his face still emotionless "I was told that you were quite close to Mr. Monroe, is this correct?".

"Yes" I confirmed "We still are close, we just fight sometimes but we always make up" Mark raised his eyebrows at me and wrote something quickly in his notebook.

"Now can you tell me when you last saw Mr. Monroe?" Mark asked "I was told that you tried to attack him by Miss. Rose, is this correct?".

"No-no" I stuttered and Mark raised his eyebrows at me again "No that is not correct" I lied after taking a deep breath to calm my nerves, damn all this questioning! I've never been good at lying, especially to a police officer; police naturally make me nervous. 

"So when was the last time you saw Mr. Monroe then?" Mark asked, not skipping a beat "Was it recently?". 

"Yes" I nodded "I saw him just two days ago, I was just out walking when he crashed into me.He was in tears because his ex-boyfriend Dahvie Vanity had cheated on him, and I felt sorry for him so I convinced him to come back to mine..." I paused and mentally slapped myself, now I really do look suspicious.