Together as one

White knuckles

Zims POV:

I woke up the next morning, lying side by side with Jeordie. I feel sick. I feel restrained and I feel tired. I'm scared. Brian is going to do something. He usually does. And I know he'll be back, as cliche as it sounds. I lied to Jeordie when I said I had a plan. I don't know what to do. There's nothing I can do. I fucked Jeordie, Brian knows, and now my throat is probably going to get cut. I sigh and roll over to face twiggys open eyes and big grin. I smile. "Hey J" he closes his eyes and smiles wider. "Hello". I wrapped my small arms around his waist and we stayed like that for what felt like, forever. His heartbeat calmed me. And his scent took over my senses. I could stay like this for as long as I live.

Brian's POV:

I still reckon it's too early for me to be up. I look at the clock hanging on my kitchen wall. 12:45pm. Yep, way too early. But that doesn't stop my from pacing up and down the room. What have I done. That fucking Zim decided to go banging my teenage crush. By now we've all dropped out of school, and time has gone quicker than expected. Jeordie is my closest friend, and then Zim comes along and decided to ruin the shit. I could literally kill him, lock him away in a cell and let him starve. I wouldn't be that gentle about it though. I find myself biting my nails and then I know I'm stressed. I'm not usually like this but this is kind of worrying. God damn!! What to do, what to do!! I sit down and bury my face in my hands. I sigh. Maybe I'll just call Pogo.

*

"He should just stop!" I yell slightly. Pogo is sitting across from me, we're in the couch together. He's just listening. He sighs. "You do go a little over board though, Brian. You have to admit" "I do fucking not!" He raises his eyebrows at me. I run my fingers through my hair. "Hardly" he rolls his eyes. "That's bullhshit. You know you do it too often" I don't say anything because I know he's right. I do go over board. But I can never help it. I lie down, resting my head on the arm rest of the sofa. I then sigh loudly. "He used to be my best friend. And then Zim comes along and is like "Nuh uh! Bitch." And I hate him for that!" Pogo says nothing in reply. Except for "you know you have me" I look at him dead in the eye. He leans towards me slowly straddles my torso. I can feel my jeans tighten around my waist and the material is being pushed against my member. Pogo leans down and starts to kiss me and I kiss back, just as roughly. He pushes his tongue straight into my mouth and he wrestles with my own for a second before is big hands wander up and down my sides, making me shiver. He suddenly pulls back and I groan from displeasure. He chuckles. "Hold on you impatient thing. I'm not in the mood" I roll my eyes and Pogo climbs off of me. "Party pooper" I mumble under my breath. He laughs silently. But he is right. I do have Pogo. And I know he'll be there when I need him. And in any situation. And when I say any, I mean any.

You guys must think I'm a complete jerk for not updating in 48298 years! I'm so sorry and to be honest, I forgot completely about this story and almost abandoned it. More chapters are coming soon I promise lovelies. You will never know how happy it makes me when people take the time to read my stories and fan fiction. I love you guys!! Have fun reading(when I update lol) xxxxxx don't forget to vote, and read more of my stories. And go read some of freakshowcorpse  stories while your at it. You won't regret it!!