Soul Mate (UberHaxorNova)

Chapter 19: It's Been a Month

Let the ship wars commence.

Three small knocks were what finally got James out of bed that day. That, and knowing who was behind the door. He shuffled through his house, knowing his mother was out all weekend due to a business trip. And so he scooted his socks across the carpet and turned the knob.

A smile spread across each of their faces when they saw each other, and even a small kiss was shared. Then, James simply led the other to his room upstairs.

And locked the door.

And threw the other on the bed.

As clothes were being thrown to the floor, James' cell phone buzzed on his night stand. But who would be able to hear over all the grunts and moans. Once the buzzing was finished a voice mail beeped through, then another tone of buzzes. In a continuing cycle until about, the fourth time

And by that time, James had already entered the boy, and off he went. He was already used to his size. They had already done this countless times the past month.

It was as if James couldn't control himself. He'd ask for the boy to come over, fuck him, then just let him leave, as James curled back up into bed and felt guilty.

Guilt and ecstasy were the only emotions he felt besides deep sadness.

He didn't mean to upset Aleksandr that day. He really liked Aleks. Yet, for some reason, James was unable to answer the calls the brunette would make to him.

So, James would fuck Seamus.

It all started that night Aleks kicked James out. James kept his head down as he walked home, just to curl up into the covers. Then his cell phone rang in his pocket. He picked it up quickly, thinking it was Aleks.

"I'm so sorry," he said quickly, "I didn't mean to lie-"

"James? It's Seamus."

James didn't know why he even stayed on the phone. But he did. And Seamus ended up coming over. And explaining it all to the dark haired boy. Half way through Seamus' story, James kissed him. Wiping away his small tears with his thumb as their heads moved side to side.

Next thing James knew, he was on top of Seamus.

And it had been that way for the past month.

If anyone were to ask, James couldn't tell how many phone calls from Aleksandr he got. He never even picked up Seamus' phone calls. Let alone talk to him.

Literally, James doesn't speak a word to poor Seamus.

Just fucks him, and Seamus goes. The blonde used to try to make an effort with a conversation, but when James didn't reply, he just left. So, Seamus got the idea after a few nights.

So, that ended another night James hated. He never understood why he did it every night. Maybe it was because he actually liked Seamus, or maybe because deep down, he imagined it was Aleks.

And maybe that's why James picked up the cell phone when Seamus left, and answered Aleksandr's call.

He didn't even need to say a word and Aleks was already speaking.

"James?? Oh, god. Thank fucking god. I thought you were dead! I couldn't find you anywhere and you wouldn't answer the door or pick up the phone??! Where have you been? What are you doing?"

James couldn't help the small tears rolling down his smiling face. He forgot what it felt like to really smile.

"Aleksandr?"

"James, did you listen to me at all? I thought you were dead!"

"Aleks, I'm so sorry."

Lol. I suck because I haven't written anything in 3 years and I lost all talent.