Fragile Promises, Indestructible Lies [DISCONTINUED]

Home, Sweet Home

Jayy's POV;

I woke up groggily with a headache, "Dahvie?" I groaned, looking over to my side to see Dahvie passed out. "We'll be landing shortly at the California Airport." The intercom spoke, "WHAT THE FUCK!?" Dahvie shouted flailing out of his seat and onto the floor, "We're landing soon Dahvie." I say holding onto my head, "Oh, okay." He grumbled, getting up off the floor and crawling into his seat. The guy beside us chuckled a bit and Dahvie shot him a dirty look, it was very affective in shutting him up. "So what do you wanna do when we got off this godforsaken airplane?" Dahvie asked, "I wanna go in my room and put it back the way it was." I say, "I'll have to move some of Katilyn's stuff, but I think that's very possible." He said, "Alright and.... What happened last night?" I asked, "Well you thought you were pregnant by the guy beside us... You took his slipper because you thought it was a cat and you wanted it... Oh and you then remembered you can't get pregnant and wanted to go around being a slut." He said, "You didn't let me did you?" I asked, "No, I captured you and held you back for like half an hour until you passed out." He responded, "How did you even get me back here?" I questioned, "It wasn't exactly easy." He said.
       I smiled and gave him a side-hug "Thanks for being a good sober friend." I said, grateful that Dahvie's not an asshole.... Well, not to me anyway. I looked out the window as I saw the plane descending to ground level, it looks beautiful outside... Not that crowded either, unlike New York. When we got to the New York airport last night (which is all I remember by the way) it was crammed packed and we didn't even get a seat, we had to stand there and look out the window as little disease ridden children ran around us. God, airports are disgusting! Not to mention that since it was New York I was approached by numerous homeless people, all of them as dirty and disease ridden as the next. I gave some of them change but some were obviously drug addicts looking for someone to add fuel to the fire so that they could get their next fix. Well I'm no gasoline to throw in their fire, so I told them to go find someone else to give them money for crack or whatever it was they were doing. It wasn't like it was weed because if it was I would've helped them out but no these people were doing hard drugs... Drugs that could kill them. Call me crazy but I don't wanna help someone kill themselves.
       Finally we get off that plane and Dahvie calling us a cab as we exit the airport. I was so happy I didn't see 20 homeless people coming at me this time. This time the cab driver actually helped me get my stuff in the cab, Dahvie tried to help but this guy had appear you made it his life goal to get my luggage in his car by himself. Maybe he was going to the gym and he wanted to prove to himself and others that he didn't skip arm day to watch Glee. After he finally gets all my things in the cab I go to thank him, "Hey, thanks, um...." I say trying to give him the hint that I didn't know his name, I saw the lightbulb in his head click and he excitedly responded, "Oh, it's no problem. Name's Mark." I smiled as he held his hand out to shake and I gladly shook it. "You must be pretty strong, Mark." I say smiling, "Yea, I reckon I am." He said shrugging, "Ya know, I need a big strong man in my life." I say winking at him as he blushed and looked away, "C'mon kid, you wouldn't want no farmhand like me." He said smiling at me, "Hmmm, you really don't know me." I said, "Well yea, don't even know ya name." He said, "It's Jayy." I giggled, "That's Dahvie." I say, gesturing to Dahvie who was already standing at the car door. "Nice to meet ya both, whatcha say we get going." He said, "Oh yea."  I say completely forgetting the situation going on, "Fucking finally." Dahvie grumbled under his breath.
       When we get to the house I hand the cab driver my number after he unloaded all my stuff and helped us get it inside. I swear this guy is just too damn nice! After I gave him my number I kissed his cheek and waved goodbye to him as he got back in the cab and drove off. Dahvie grumbled something under his breath before we both went inside. "Baby girl, I'm hooommmmeee!" Dahvie called, soon after I heard heels clicking on the floor, coming in our direction. "Well it's about damn time!" She shouted as she approached us both, but when she saw me her face dropped, "Dahvie?! Who the hell is this!?" She cried while pointing at me, "This is Jayy, remember? He used to be my bandmate and roommate." He said, "Well, I'm back now." I say smirking at her and putting my arm around Dahvie. "Where's he gonna stay?" She asked, "He's going back in his old room, we'll have to move some of your stuff out... We can put that stuff in my room." He said, "Fine." She grumbled, crossing her arms and walking off. "Huh, I don't feel like she likes me." I say, "She doesn't like anyone." Dahvie giggled. I moved in closer to him and rapped my arms around his shoulders, "It's good to be home." I mumbled, resting my head on his shoulders.
       We finally got my stuff fixed up I smiled at over at Dahvie, "Thanks for helping man, it looks just like it did when I left." I said, "It's nothing Jayy." He said smiling, "How about a celebratory kiss?" I asked, "But Katilyn's here." He said, "She's downstairs, now c'mere." I say, "Oh alright." He said leaning into me and kissing me in the doorway. He held my curve lightly in his hands as my arms were wrapped around his neck and lazily resting on his shoulders. After we finally pulled away Dahvie smiled, "Katilyn doesn't kiss like that." He said, "Neither does Brandon." I say smiling and pecking his lips again. I smiled and just hugged him, laying my head on his chest. God, I fucking missed him so much... I missed this place so much! I feel like I just got back from war.... In a way I guess I kinda did just get back from war. "What the fuck are you two doing? Hugging in the fucking hallway!?" Katilyn shouted, "U-Uhm.. It was just a bro hug babe..." He stuttered, "I fucking swear, David! You're so fucking gay sometimes!" She cried, "B-babe please... N-not in front of Jayy..." Dahvie stuttered out, sounding terrified of this 5"4 girl with blonde hair in a Hello Kitty dress. "Bitch, you think just because your friend is back that you can come in here and do whatever the fuck you want!?" She screeched, "I-I u-umm..." He stuttered, he stopped trying though and ended up just breaking down into tears. OH THAT'S FUCKING IT! I turned from looking at Dahvie sympathetically to looking at this bitch with pure hate and disgust, "NOW YOU LISTEN HERE, WHORE!" I screamed, "J-Jayy please..." Dahvie muttered, "Not now, Dahvie." I mumbled, "What did you call me?!" She screamed, "I CALLED YOU A WHORE! W-H-O-R-E! WHORE!" I screeched back.
        This bitch ran at me, "WHAT THE FUCK?!" I screamed as she tackled me to the floor and slapped me, "NOW WHAT WAS THAT?!" She screamed, "Oh my bad..." I started, "YOU'RE A CRAZY WHORE!" I screamed, causing her to slap me... When she slapped me I saw Brandon... Brandon on top of me, slapping me.... "NOT ANYMORE!" I screamed, pushing her off of me and jumping on top of her, beating her senseless. "I'M NOT YOUR FUCKING BITCH ANYMORE!" I cried, "I'M DONE!" I screeched, "DONE BEING BEATEN! DONE BEING MENTALLY ABUSED! DONE BEING FUCKING RAPED! DONE LOVING YOUR SORRY-ASS!" I screamed at the top of my lungs as I beat her. "YOU THINK YOU'RE SO COOL! BEATING ME UP! YOU THINK YOU'RE SO COOL! PUTTING OTHERS DOWN! YEA, THAT'S COOL RIGHT!? THAT'S TRENDY RIGHT, BITCH?! RIGHT!" I screeched. When I was finally done and I got up I saw Katilyn again, "Don't you ever make Dahvie cry again, you hear me?" I questioned, she nodded, I leaned down close picked her head up by her hair and screamed right in her face, "DO YOU FUCKING HEAR ME, BITCH?!" Her entire body shook in fear, "YES! YES, I HEAR YOU!" She cried, "Good, now get the fuck out of my sight before I end your miserable existence." I growled at her before letting go of her hair.