What ever Zander told Skyler,it made her cry even more when I was not listening. The first was enough for me to hear. It was weired though. How did he know she was going to tell me something about him. Weired right. Well whatever happened I was happy he stood by me.
"So..where to Zander?" I asked him. I didn't wanna go home. After all we'd be alone anyways. "Your house. Duh!" He told me. But he knows we would be alone. Right. "We would be alone though. You do know that right?" I asked him. He nodded. "Yeah I know. But that means fun for me." He said with a smirk. I smiled and started walking in front of him.
"Hey you know how you said that whatever Skyler said about you you'd feel the opposite way. How come you knew?" I asked him in curiosity. "First you said come." He said laughing. I knew exactly what he meant. "Yeah yeah. Hilarious!" I said. "Well she came up to me and told me she liked me and I knew she was dating you. Of course you know right. But I told her she was a slut." He said. He seems proud that he didn't say that he liked her back. "Oh. Okay that's all I wanted to know." I said all happy and not paranoid.
**At Jax's house**
So my house was not big but not small. It had two floors and five bedrooms. Three on top and two on the bottom. Easy math you know. Two bathrooms and restrooms. It was nicely furnished too. From marble tables to silky red curtains. Everytime Zander walks in he was amazed. Every time I tell you. "Well come on. Get the beer you idiot." Zander told me. I laughed as I walked to the fridge. "Yeah yeah. I'm going. To my room." I said with the twelve pack of bud light I hide from my parents. I know I'm not suppose to drink but I do. It's a good way to lighten up. And also with Zander it's way better. He gets really bad. Once he threw up on my carpet.
"Okay okay which one do you want?" Zander asked while rubbing his hands and licking his lips. He looked like a kid that was looking into a donut box. "Okay this one Zander. Your turn." I told him. I reached for the one on the right. To me those are the best. They are on the right side. "Okay this one. But are you sure your parents are going to come on Thursday?" He asked. I looked at him and nodded. "My parents were on a camping trip like." God I swer it's like some times he doesn't listen. "Hey I forgot. You were mad earlier today. Why though? You said you would tell me here so tell me." I asked him. "Look I was frustrated because people are always calling us lovers or gay Lords. I just don't get it. It bothers me alot. And you know me I'm going to talk shit to them. But yeah that's why I was bothered not frustrated." He explained. I didn't know he felt that way. He should of told me. But whatever. "Back to watching t.v and drinking dude." I said trying to get him laid back for a while. "Amen to that bitch!" He yelled to the air. He was almost drunk you could tell.
After both of our six beers each he took out two big cans of bud light. "I'm the best or what?!" He asked and yelled like a mad man. "You are the best." I said almost slurring my words. We drank both of them up. We both got one.
Zander looked my way. I was feeling weired inside. It was a feeling I've never have had before. A feeling were he looked attractive. I slapped my self to get rid of the feeling. It didn't help not even the best way. "Why did you slap yourself dude. You looked funny." He said almost saying it to the floor. "Well look it maybe did look funny but you know you were looking my way and well. I felt weired. Like if I liked you. Haha." I began to laugh for no reason. But it was the truth. I was damaged. The only reason I drink is because I feel damaged inside. "Come I need to do something." He said in a soothing voice. I shaked my head left to right. He looked at me. He leaned in and kissed me. It was weired. Not the bad or good weired but more like a mutual weired. No it was a dream. "I like you Jax. Please kiss me. Please bitch." He asked me. I looked into his hazel eyes. I did what he did. I'm really damaged. Am I doing the right thing. Kissing my best friend. I don't think it is.
"Let's do it hot mother fucker?" Zander asked me. I looked at him. I was really confused. "Okay." I answered to him. I didn't know what to do at that point in time. Do I do it or not. But I chose yes for some reason.
We made out for a good 25 minutes before we started undressing each other. It felt weired but get it I'm drunk not sober. So I continued with it. We kept going till I knew it was a good time to go hardcore as a drunk person. I'm not happy with what I did next. "Stand up please bitch." I told him. He looked at me and did as I wished. I kissed his stomach for a while till I went down. I was not feeling right. I ended up sucking his dick.
I stopped and ran into my bathroom. I sat in the bathtub and began crying. This is not what i wanted. I wanted nothing of Zander. "You okay Jax?" He asked through the door. I stood quite. All I felt was tears go down my face. I washed my face and mouth and knew our friendship is damaged. I exited the bathroom.
"Get the fuck out of my fucking house you horny little bitch!" I yelled at Zander. He looked shocked. I know what I did was wrong. He only wanted to do it with me. I didn't want it. "But Jax why are you acting like this." He asked. I looked at him. I fell to my knees and cried. Nothing could fix me. "Jax are you okay? Please don't kick me out. I don't wanna leave you alone when your like this. Sad." He said. Zander didn't get it. "Get out! Your the reason I'm sad and crying! You made me fall to a low level to were I knew you were going to do with me!" I told him. He seemed sad. "You wanted that Jax!" Zander said. He forgot we were drunk. We're not any more since we're talking normal. "We were drunk you idiot. I didn't want you. Your just horny and want to fuck some one when you get the chance." I told him. He looked at me. "Our friendship is damaged and ruined you horny bastered!,"

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Damaged
RomanceEnter young Jax life. His life falls apart. He feels like his life is being damaged little by little.