The Lexes

Chapter Eleven: Our Love is God

Scott waited for everyone to leave for him to get up. They didn't actually hurt him, but he pretended they did, staggering around to look for his distraught lover. He looked around, eventually finding the Italian in the yearbook room, as Mitch, balled up and crying in the corner. A sudden emotion that he hadn't ever felt, a warm and sympathetic emotion, washed over him as he saw the man crying, making him love him even more; so much more that he felt the sudden need to plot the "suicide" of the two guys that hurt the poor Italian man.

"Mitchie..." Scott whispered out as if to be permitted to get closer.

"I don't want you to see me like this," Mitch shook his head, but didn't protest when the blonde sat down with him, pulling him closer.

"They hurt you," Scott sighed, trying to comfort Mitch the best he could. "They made you cry, but I won't let them do this to you, Mitch. They are trying to make you feel like shit, but you're the only decent thing in this entire fucking world. You are the reason that existing is actually okay for me. You can cry, you need to cry it out. It'll be the last time they make you cry, and I will make sure of it. We'll burn this societal wall and rebuild it so everyone can coexist. Our love is God. We can destroy things and we can rebuild it."

"Are you okay though?" Mitch sniffled, looking up at the blond. "You were practically lifeless when I ran off."

"I am fine," Scott smiled, though tears were escaping his eyes too. "You made it possible for me to feel again. I was emotionally numb, and my heart was frozen solid, but you came along, and now I feel again. I can laugh and love and even cry... and now I am crying too, because I am so mad at them for hurting you. When daylight comes, we'll move mountains and build cities."

"Our love is God," Mitch sighed, nuzzling into the other man's chest as they hid there for the rest of the school day.
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Mitch and Scott went back to the Grassi residence and went in, ignoring his parents long enough to have a quickie in the shower. They left the shower, and Mitch got dressed to relax for the day. Mitch just settled for some sweats and a beanie to hide the hair that just didn't want to obey. He yawned and headed down to the kitchen to grab some food. He looked in the fridge, seeing nothing quick, so he got the ingredients to make his favorite kind of grilled cheese, with Italian cheeses, on Texas toast, with Garlic butter that has Italian spices and cilantro mixed in.

"Oh hello, Mitchell," his mother, Nel greeted as she walked in with his father, Mike. "We didn't even know you came in. Is your friend here too?"

"My BOYFRIEND is here, yes," Mitch corrected with a sigh. "You would've known I came in if you weren't too busy with work. I literally walked past your office."

"Damn it!" Mike spoke up, closing his books. "Why do I read these damn spy novels?"

"Because you're an idiot," Mitch smiled, grabbing his tea out of the microwave and taking a sip.

"Oh yeah... You're right..." Mike mumbled, Nel laughing.

"When are we able to meet this boyfriend?" Nel asked kindly.

"Maybe tomorrow," Mitch answered. "We have plans tonight, into the next morning."

"As long as you're happy and safe," she nodded. "Well I will leave you to your cooking. I am close to getting Mal to accept my offer."

"Good luck," he laughed, her walking away.

"Don't do anything I wouldn't do," Mike added before walking away himself, Mitch finishing the meal and taking it upstairs. When he walked into his room, Scott was standing there in nothing but a towel, Mitch freezing in place as he stared at the blond.

"Greetings and salutations," Scott smirked as he saw the Italian's face. "I didn't expect you to be back up here yet. It'll be quick."

"Since you decided on pajamas," Mitch rolled his eyes, "which is still black jeans and leather jackets."

"I actually brought some pajamas," Scott laughed, proving he wasn't lying by holding them up. "Now let me change in peace."

Mitch flipped the other man, but they both laughed and Scott put on his pajamas, them hopping in bed. They began to talk about what they could do to destroy the bullies without killing, or so Mitch thought. They weren't thinking of anything, and Scott was tired of seeing the other boy trying to have a clean conscience, when Scott knew the assholes would kill them both if they truly got the chance to. Scott kept thinking about a way to use the other boy's naivity to his advantage. Then, he thought about the two guns he had hidden away, hoping to find a chance to use them.

"I have an idea," Scott finally spoke up. "My grandfather, he was in the military during WWII, and he managed to get some tranquilizing bullets. The nazis used it to fake their suicides when they knew they were going to be attacked. They break the skin, and leave the person unconscious for about six hours. It's long enough for cops to find them with a suicide note about them hiding their gay love for too long, along with some things to add to the stereotype, and then they'll wake up complete laughing stocks."

"How do you expect us to get away with that?" Mitch questioned. "They won't come that easy, and we have nowhere to go to hide what we're doing."

"We will do it in the forest behind the cemetery," Scott shrugged, "and we'll make them think Lexi is interested in a real threesome."

"I guess that could work," Mitch shrugged. "I will call them."

"Great," Scott smirked evily as Mitch made the phonecall.

"Yolo?"
"Hey, Wes. It's lucky. I want to tell you that you're right. I am a slutty bitch, and I want you. I want you and Damian both."
"Okaaaay?"
"I don't know how you found out, but it's a fantasy of mine to have two guys at once."
"Oh..."
"I want one taking me from behind, and one fucking my mouth. I want you guys soooo bad..."
"Okay..."
"I am a freaky girl. I want you guys to meet me in the forest behind the graveyard. I heard it's haunted, and I am into that shit. If you want me like you say you do, you two meet me in the forest at midnight."
"Sure... Okay... We'll totally be there."
"Who is that on the phone?"
"It's Lexi. She wants to have a threesome in the forest behind the cemetery."
"So it's free pussy? Like we don't have to buy her anything?"
"Exactly, bro. Totally free."
"Punch it in man!"
"I am still on the phone, Wes."
"Oh... Umm... We'll totally be there."
"Great. Remember midnight."

"They are such dumbasses," Scott laughed after Mitch hung up the phone. "I think you have some work to do. We want them believing you're interested. I want you to go full on sex goddess. Plus, a thong is a great place to hide a gun, or even in the bra. it's a small gun."

"I think I have the thing," Mitch smiled, running to the bathroom, coming out an hour later.

Scott's jaw dropped when she walked out the door, kind of changing his mind about Lexi. She had on red lingerie, and it turned Scott on, even though he was strictly attracted to males. The Italian's wig was red and long, witth perfect curls at the tips. Her eyes were smoky and her lips were crimson, and she had on some black leather, stillettoed and kneehigh boots. The blond stared as she put on a dressy coat over the outfit to hide the outfit from her parents. Scott smiled at the beautiful Italian, pulling her close for them to kiss before they both left her room.

They both snuck past her parents, not that they'd notice anyways, and went out to the blond's motorcycle. They rode to the cemetary, and back into the forest, beginning to set everything up. When everything was ready, Scott kissed her one time before hiding just in time for the two football players to walk up. She was in the shadows, so they didn't see her, and they were talking to each other about the dirty things they planned to do to Lexi. She took a breath and walked into the light, their jaws dropping in shock.

"Hello, Boys," Lexi bit her lip, stiking a seductive pose. "You two look great tonight."

"Thank you..." Wes smiled nervously, though he was trying to make it seem he wasn't. "So do we just whip it out or what."

"Awwww, Babe," she smiled. "Alex didn't teach you the right way to please a girl. I have two circles, and I will stand in the center, and then I want each of you in a cirlcle."

"Okay..." Wes nodded, the two boys doing as they were told. "Now what next?"

"Strip for me, Sport," she smirked, them obliging. "Now on the count of three, I will strip myself, and then I will tell you what you need to do. Okay... One... Two..."

"Three!" Scott called out, shooting Damian. Lexi pulled out her gun, and shot, but it missed and Wes ran off, Scott running after him.