Jayys Blood is on the Dance Floor

chapter 9

When Jayy woke up, Rocket wasn't in his bed. Good. It gave him time to think. Once again he felt terrible, he didn't want to not follow Rockets rules, so he slept with him again. That and he kind of wanted to. He felt guilty because he knew he shouldn't have knowing Rocket was a minor and it was that very thing that Dahvie was trying to prevent. But he trusted Rocket in an odd way not to tell anyone. Rocket didn't care about what Jayy did as long as he got his way, and well he got his way.

Jayy exited his room and shielded his eyes from the bright light illuminating the rest of the bus. "good morning!" Rocket screamed then jumped up and hugged Jayy. Jayy akwardly returned the hug and Dahvie evil glared at Rocket.

"can I talk to you for a second?" Dahvie asked.

"sure." Jayy responded then followed Dahvie to his room. Luckily at the same moment one of the band members wanted Rockets help with something, so they could talk alone.

"it seems like I'm more upset of this than you!" Dahvie said in a loud whisper when they were out of ear shot. "I really don't like that kid! How dare he use my-"

"Dahvie." Jayy said grabbing dahvies shoulders assuring him. "its going to be ok as long as I give him what he wants..."

"that's just it! You shouldn't have to give him what he wants!! There has to be a loophole....  Can't I just beat him to death and hide the body?"

Jayy faked a smile. "I wish. But you heard him, he has many backups of him and I... Well if that got put on tape, you better believe the rest did." He took a deep breath. "what im trying to say is he could've sent it out to a few trusted friends and said 'if anything happens to me send this out' or something."

"Dahvie teered up. "I just don't want to see you get in trouble....  I-I don't know what I'd do without you...."  Jayy gave Dahvie a big hug and let him rest his head on his shoulder. "I love you."

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Jayy felt touched by dahvies little moment, but it also made him feel stressed out. He prayed that Dahvie wouldn't find out that there was a second time. In order to ease his stress, Jayy snuck into his room and reached under his mattress for his secret stash  of blowpops. He grabbed a watermelon one and shoved it in his mouth. Moments later Rocket walked into the room.

"why are you eating that?" Rocket asked. Jayy stared at him.

"because im hungry, stressed, and its my favorite candy."

"yeah... About that..." Rocket said pretending to sound uneasy. "they're disgusting. And you look like a llama with that in your mouth. Its a turn off."

Jayy frowned. "who are you to judge the watermelon blowout??!"

Rocket tapped his foot. "if you didn't get the memo, I need you to spit it out. And despose of the whole bag of them. Oh and don't eat anymore, im not having my boyfriend be seen with that. Your going to tell your fans that you hate blowpops."

"what?!" Jayy screamed. "but I don't hate them! They're my favorite candy!! N I might just die without them!!!!" He fell to his knees clutching his chest saying, "must have blowpop," in a raspy voice.

"what I say goes." Rocket said then stormed out of the room. He called over his shoulder, "or else!"