Hot For Teacher... (BoyxBoy)

Chapter Seven- Damn It Ronnie

Sorry for the late update!

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(Matthew)

    I walk down the alley that I know all too well, feeling the best that I have in a while. Okay, after the Xanax kicked in I just decided to ditch the rest of class. It's not like I have anybody that gives a shit if I do it anyway. It's not like my father has a job, so he's got nothing to get sober for, so he's probably sitting at home, Coked out of his mind waiting for his drug dealer to bring him some Heroin, not giving a shit if the school calls telling him I'm not there. Hell, probably not even remembering five minutes later what they were callling about.

    And my mom. Pshhh, she's probably off somewhere drunk, whoring her body out to anybody who asks. I'm still trying to figure out is she's a prostitute or if she's just a slut.. But I can't help but care about her, I mean she gave birth to me. She's really the only reason that I don't run away, I could do it if I wanted. But if I wasn't there, my dad would take his anger out on her instead. I won't let that happen, she's a woman. You don't hit a woman no matter who she is,or what she did to you. You don't hit a woman.. Let's not think about them anymore..

    Well anyway, here I am. Supposed to be in school, but walking down the alley that I've walked a million times. This is the alley that I always take to my best friends' apartment. Now when I said I moved out of this town at thirteen, it was true. But I've taken many, many, many, trips back down here in between. To see my best friends Ronnie and Ryan and their older brother David. No matter how far away I move I would not be able to live without them.

    Ronnie and Ryan are nineteen, out of school. That's why I haven't seen them yet. Their older brother David is twenty-two but still acts like a teenager. I honestly couldn't see him any other way.. These boys know pretty much everything about me that is needed to know and even more. We try to be around each other as much as possible. For a while, after I moved they even came up to where I lived and stayed with our friend Raven. In case you don't remember me talking about her, she was pretty much my only friend that I got after I moved. I'm not too, social.. If you know what I mean.

    But alas, they eventually had to go home, and it's not like I wasn't used to being alone. It was just that around that time, my dad was at his worst. Of  course I didn't tell them that because I didn't want them to worry. Most of the things that they don't know about me happened after I moved, it's not like I kept anything from them but I just didn't tell them because I didn't think that it was important. It wasn't necissary.

    The thing with Ryan and Ronnie is weird though. They're kind of the same person.. Well, they have multiple personallity disorder. Nobody really knows who the original personality was, they've been like that ever since they were born. They're completely different people though, they're brothers. They argue with each other, they have different tastes, that's why they're unique. They have a ring that they always wear on their right middle finger that looks like a mood ring. But what it really does is, what color it is you can tell if it's Ryan or Ronnie that's out. We don't get how it works but it was a gift from their aunt when they were young. Sometimes both of them come out at the same time but it's too confusing for most people that way. 

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     I finally make it to their apartments, Wind Tree Apartments, number 503. Coming closer, I see the silhouette of someone outside smoking a cigarette, long spiky-ish black hair reaching a bit past their shoulders, black and white bandana tied around his forehead perfectly. His bangs going down to accent his brown eyes. Making it obvious that it's either Ryan or Ronnie. (A/N: It's probably obvious by now that this character is based on Sir Ronnie Radke. So just imagine him as really young Ronnie Radke if you'd like)

    Judging by the old as fuck Escape The Fate T-shirt, cut up the sides showing his red undershirt with black skinny jeans, Sublime necklace and leather combat boots, it's Ronnie who dressed them today, so it's most likely Ronnie who's out. Ronnie's out most of the time. Damn delinquent.. Ha..

   I smirk, my hair in front of my eyes so he doesn't see the black eye. He knows how my dad is anyway.

    "Hey bitch."

    I say, alerting his attention in a fraction of a second.

    "Holy shit!"

    "Holy shit Matthew! What are you doing here!?" Yep, Ronnie. He practically yells, sprinting to me and embracing me into the biggest hug ever. I don't mind if he hugs me or touches me...

    We, as in Ryan, Ronnie, and I have a deal.. Don't judge okay, we kind of all have romantic history.. And even though we're not together, we still.. Do it... A lot. We're all just friends though.

    Their brother knows, I mean he's practically my brother. They don't lecture me on what I do, mostly because when I first met them I told them to not even try.. Especially with the cutting.. I-I can't stop.. And they know that lecturing me will list push me away.

    "I like just moved back like really recently. Haven't gotten the chance to come up here. But some.. Stuff, happened at school and my schedule is clear for the rest of the day. Also, I'm on Xanax right now."

   He doesn't care, he used to sell pills and he does them a lot more than I do.

    "Ahh" He says. "Let's go in and you can say hi to David and we can all catch up." He stomps his cigarette out and we start towards the door.

    Thank god, if anything can distract me from the events of yesterday and today, it's this crazy dysfunctional family that I love..

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    "Harder!"

    "Harder!"

    "Harder!"

    I moan against Ronnies lips, closing my eyes at the moonlight shining through the curtains. I grip the sheets underneath me as he happily obliges, close to finishing.

    He slips a hand between us, grasping my member and pumping it vigorously.

    "Ahh.." I let out as my nails dig themselves into the skin of his back as I feel my climax building inside of me.

    His movements become frantic and he finishes mere seconds after I do with one final thrust. As he drops himself onto his bed next to me panting, he says with a smirk,

    "Ugh! You're the best fucking friend ever.." I laugh at his choice of words.

    "In what context do you mean sir?"

    He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively and whispers, "All the contexts baby."

    I burst out in laughter,

    "Is that so?"

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Tada! Well that was... Something.. At least now you know Ronnie now! Sorry again for the late update but our laptop chord broke and I wrote most of this on my phone. D: Alas, I hope you like it! Tootles!