Last_Mami-Bambi

It's not a Hotline Bling

*I used Hotline Bling as the secondary media. Go listen to the song on youtube and don't be a lazy fuck like moi.*

Phone call between Jacob and Adym:

A: Hey J.

J: Hi Adym. What do want me to do to you this time?

A: This isn't a booty call. But I wanted to know if I could come over.

J: Sure. As soon as I come over. *invisible wink*

A: Jacob! Seriously! I need to come over. I, ... need to talk to you.

J: About?

A: Us.

J: Whatever. Get your cute ass over here so we can talk about *invisible air quotes* us.

A: Bet.

J: Hey Adym.

A: Yuhh.

J: Love you.

A: Me too.

Adym put hung up the phone. "I think so." he murmured.

When Adym arrived to Jacob's doorstep, he started sobbing a little. Thinking about all the crazy things involving the two.

Jacob's done so much for Adym. He's been there for him in school since 7th grade. He's helped him chase after his first girl. Which he later had sex with *long story I don't know completely*. He's helped him study for his final exam, which he miraculously passed; even though he hadn't been able to get a girl for it, been his prom date. *another long story that I'll do a chapter for later* And he's done so many other miscellaneous things that got Adym to where he is now.

And Adym's helped Jacob in life too. He was the first person who Jacob could really call his best friend. He'd experienced so much Fake Love *a good Drake song btw*, and Adym was the only person who wasn't a complete bitch. Adym's been his ride or die since the term was used. And, Adym was the only one who accepted, stayed with, appreciated, loved even more, and supported Jacob when he came out as Bi. Not even his own mother liked him, even from the start, because she wasn't part of the decision to adopt*.

*That phrase is completely untrue in real life. Jacob's real life parents love him to death. But he is adopted IRL

Adym just stood silently sobbing. They were a couple, but just a couple of friends -ish. And now they were about to be pretty much departed.

"Hello Adym. Are you ok?" Jacob said. His eyes glistened as his nude color shirt was partially soaked by Adym's crying face. "Let's talk about it." Jacob suggested walking him downstairs.

The two sat on the chaise they'd done the deed on before, but with different emotions. Adym sat crying for about five minutes before his red face and drowned vision met Jacob's eyes.

"I ... *sniffle* ... came to t-t-t-to ta-talk." Adym stammered as he wound his whine back into a quiet wailing cry.

"About what?"

Adym tried to choke back his tears, only succeeding enough for them to gush down his cheek as he vice gripped his eyelids to each other. "We w-w- ... *sniffle* ... we we-e-e-ee can't be together. Anymore."

"I don't see why not. We've been friends for years now. What's holding us back?"

Jacob's question was only met with tears. And long drug out whines, bawling, and shrinks at various moments. Finally Adym came back with: "It's not healthy for me or you."

"I've been stressed lately. My social media got hacked, my step dad is wilding out again, I'm not getting anywhere with you, and now I'm losing you." Adym said, nose stuffed.

"Why are we lost?"

Adym started crying again. He cried so hard to a point where Jacob became worried. He asked what was wrong several times before Adym started screaming crying. Adym stood up across from Jacob in front of the coffee table a couple feet behind him. He was still crying so hard blood looked like it was coming from his eyes. His neck was red now. "Do you really want to know why!? Huh!?" Adym scream cried.

Jacob clenched his jaws hard for a second. Then he asked in a low voice: "Why?"

Adym turned around flailing his arms straight to his sides, and bent over closer to Jacob's face.

"Cause all we do is have sex." Adym screamed. His voice echoed through the downstairs level. "I come over here, I either want you or your fucking cock! That's why!!!!"

Jacob shot up so quick he almost became dizzy. He stood in an alpha position, his eyes cold and heartless. Almost inhumane. "Well who's fault is that?!" Jacob said in a beckoning tone.

Adym froze. He looked up at Jacob as Jacob was 6'4 and Adym was only 5'11. Adym could only stand and look at Jacob in what could be called amazement. He had no words. He could only look down at the floor. Adym knew that it was basically his own fault. It was a long complicated story originating from prom night. *yet again a long story I'll tell in another chapter*

"I need to go to the bathroom."

"You know where it is." Jacob said without sorrow.

Adym jogged up the stairs to the bathroom. He laid down in Jacob's soaker tub not bothering to close the door, in a petty attempt at attention. He began crying as hard as he had before. His moans and groans only echoed in the tub, and Adym contemplated drowning himself in the back of his mind while thinking about what just happened. All he could do was cry.

Jacob could only hear Adym crying. But read his book, To Kill A Mockingbird, drowning him out with no remorse. It was only until Adym was screaming that Jacob came in the bathroom and had somewhat of a heart.

"Can you not handle the truth? Get up, run some cold water on your face, and come in the kitchen."

Adym got out of the tub, splashed his face and slowly waded to the kitchen.

"What do you want?" Adym asked. His voice was weak, low toned, quiet, and still wobbly from crying.

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Pt. 2 coming next