Blades of Silence (Jaspar fanfic)

Drunk Confessions

Hopefully you guys aren't to mad at me. Here is the next update!

We sat there in silence after his confession. 

He stood up in frustration, leaving me sat on the bed. I look down to my hands as I see him pull on his briefs.  

           "Say something Caspar!" He shouts. "What do you want me to say Joe, that's it a great fucking idea! That I want to try again too, Lets hope this one doesn't die!" I scream at him. His mouth drops open."I want you to tell me I'm insane, That boys aren't supposed to want to be pregnant. That you are going to leave me if I try to get pregnant again." He says his voice low at the end. " I wouldn't leave you for that." I frown shaking my head at how little he thinks of me.

"I know because your a great guy. You would also be a great dad! Caspar please, We can try again." He begs knelling on the bed. I look at him finally, seeing him looking back at me. 

            "Joe you were so worried the last time, you didn't even want to be pregnant. We are still so young." I explain to him. My eyes drift down to his stomach seeing the red growing scar across his stomach. He catches on to what I'm doing, moving away so I can no longer see it. 

"Wait. Come back please," He drops down on the bed his back facing towards me. I shuffle over to him unwrapping myself from the blankets. I pull him back in between my legs into my chest resting my head on his shoulder. "One day when the stars a line we will get another chance. But, for right now I think we should live our own life." I kiss him on the neck at the end of my statement while he nods his head. "Okay." He whispers laying back into me. I chuckle a little at him while he continues to pout. 

Joe is the best thing that has ever happened to me, I can't wait for the day when we are both finally ready to have a child together, but right not we are going to party... But first I need clothes.....

I shuffle around a little uneasy with the remembrance of my lack of clothes.

     "You want to go out?" Joe asks as if he's in my head. I kiss him on the cheek hopping up and running to my room for clothes. "I'll take that as a yes." I hear him say. 

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Joe's wasted, he's on the dance floor right now with his arms in the air screaming the lyrics at the top of his lungs. The bass beating through the floor and into my stomach

I watch him stick his hand in his pocket pulling out his.... vlogging camera? When in the hell did he grab that. I see him start to sing and dance more now filming himself smiling at the camera with a beer in his hand . A girl, with brown hair and makeup that looks like it was done by a professional comes in front of him and starts grinding on him. He leans into her and they start dancing. I would be mad, But Joe is happy, and I want him to be happy me going over there will start nothing but drama. I'm going to let him dance.

After about 5 minutes, Joe starts looking around. He looks into my direction, making eye contact he smiles at me pushing the girl away gently as she gasps and frowns. He's walking towards me, with a smirk on his face.

"That made you jealous didn't it?" He questioned slurring as he wrapped his arms around me, I looked down to him and frowned. 

"Did you want it to?" I ask him. He leans on me for support

"Kind of, yea. Because I'm supposed to be yours. Me dancing with someone else is bad." He giggles, poking my chest with his finger "and if you were to dance with somebody I would have to kill them." He stumbles quickly recovering, he stands up straighter and brushes of his shirt. 

"Joe do you want to go home?" I ask grabbing a hold of his waist. "Do you want to go home?" He laughs. 

"YES!" I say over the loud song that just started to pump through the speakers. "If you don't stop drinking, you are going to have a major hangover."  I tell him pulling him closer to me so I can whisper into his ear.

"10 more minutes" Joe slurs hiccuping. 

3 shots and 1 1/2 beers we are finally on our way home

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We arrive home only 15 minutes later and Joe is wasted. 

"Hey!" He shouts at the bush he bumps into "I have a boyfriend!" He says again smacking the bush and laughing.  I roll my eyes.

"Come on Joseph." I usher him inside and he falls onto the couch. 

"Do you know my boyfriend." He asks and I look at him. 

"Yea of course I do." I say helping him take off his jacket.

"He's really pretty isn't he?" He says smirking up at me. "I bet you are jealous." 

I smile down at him. "Sooo jealous." 

"I want to have lots of babies but he doesn't,  I think it's because I'm not as pretty as him." He tells me I stare at him my heart breaking with the innocent glance he is giving me. "I love you Joe." I whisper "And you are just as pretty as Caspar if not more,now go to bed." I explain pulling a blanket out of the cupboard. 

"Okey dokey." he curls up and is asleep in seconds.

I go to the bathroom and did something I promised Joe I wouldn't do ever again. I felt like crap and it was the first thing that came to my mind. 

I regretted it as soon as I did it, crying quietly so Joe wouldn't here me. I didn't mind cleaning up my blood, I laid on the floor crying myself to sleep holding my wrist,

I woke up in the morning to hear Joe calling my name. my eyes stayed shut and I couldn't open them all I could do was listen to the sobs of my lover.

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