Casual Affair

Chapter 6 (unconscious)

Mike's pov

"Just tell me what's wrong." I said calmly.
"It's really nothing." He said with a fake smile.
"Vincent. I know you since years. I know when you acting. Just tell me already. You know I wouldn't tell anybody."

No response. He just looked unsure to the bed end.
"Well if yo-" I got cut of by Vincent... kissing me?
I was shoked. Is that one of his games or experiments i don't understand? Is that the reason why he's acting strange?
DO I LIKE THIS?!

He broke the kiss and I just stared at him. Like my brain had an error. I tried to say something but everything that came out of my mouth was: "I-... I don't-... erm..."
I hid my face in my hands.

What the fuck happened? What the fuck happened? What the fuck happened? What the fuck happened?What the fuck happened? What the fuck happened? What the fuck happened? What the fuck happened? What the fuck happened? What the fuck happened?

WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?!

I was overwhelmed. Everything around me started to spinn. I got sick. I heard a faint voice yelling "Mike!"
Then everything went black.

Vincent's pov

What have I done? He just went unconscious! Is that negative? I think so...
Why did I even think that would be a good idea?

My eyes started to tear up. I looked at mikey who luckly fell on the pillow.
"I love you mikey. I'm sorry that I've overwhelmed you."
I kissed his forehead.
"You will never let go of doll or would you? No no probably not. I'm just making myself hopes. You're too beautiful for such a psychopath like me. You're probably happier with that woman than you would be with me. I understand that. I just hope we can stay together at least as friends."
I sighed.
"Why has everything to be so complicated?"

I layed back down and tried to sleep again. But I began to cry. My thoughts were just too much for me. I cried untill I heard a worried "Vince?" Behind me.

Mike's pov

I was just unconscious for a few seconds. Then I heard Vincent talk again. I didn't opened my eyes so that he didn't knew I was awake.

I almost cried at his words. Does he really feel like that? How did I not noticed?

I could feel that he fellt beside of me in his pillows. I thought everything would be alright now but then I heard quite sobbing. I opened my eyes to see a not facing me, Vincent. Shaking and probably crying.

"Vince?" I said unsure.
He just stopped in every movement. I think he even stopped breathing. I grabbed his shoulder and turned him. He did not opposed and layed on his back still crying.
"Vincent? Why are you crying?"
"B-because... ah fuck it!"
He sat up and hid his face in his knees.
"Vince I... I heard your little confession."
I said as I turned bright red. He gave me a shocked look.
"How long are you awake?"
"Long enough."
His ckeeks got darker and he hid his face again.

"Y-you don't have to feel bad about it."
I said to cheer him up.
"But I love you! My best friend! Who has a girlfriend and also is straighter than a stick."
"But love is not a choice. And a stick can ... be ... broken *coths*" I got more quiet with every word. I was as red as a tomato. He looked at me. Unbelieving of the thing I just said.
"B-but... doll..."
"Ah doll can go fuck herself."
I said with a smile he hugged me quickly.