Jayys Blood is on the Dance Floor

chapter 10

It had been two days, nine hours, 3 minutes, and twenty four seconds from Jayys last blowpop. Yes, he's been counting. The time has been terrible to him. He couldn't sleep. He couldn't eat. He couldn't.... Not really, but it has been torture that he couldn't accept them from fans. Dahvie thought he wasn't eating them because he was depressed. Silly Dahvie, didn't he know he ate them most when he was.

In the mean time, he snuck out to make secret late at night trips to the candy store. Though he had the courage to sneak out without wakeing Rocket, he feared that Rocket had somehow planted something on him that goes off when he touches a blowpop, so in the meantime he retreated to Twislers.

In the morning Rocket had informed him that he had been sleep talking. "you said, 'blow me.'" Rocket giggled. "why?"

Jayy glared at him then said in a flat voice, "I had a dream that I was a blowpop calling out to myself..."

Rocket rolled his eyes. "its not that hard to give blowpops up. You should be blessed you no longer have to taste that horrid taste! Besides its not the worst that can happen, as your boyfriend im going to help you!"

Jayy cringed at those words. "can't I break up with you?"

"ha, your funny. But thanks Jayy, I have decided I will help you! You can be so perfect.... Get dressed we're going to the mall."

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He was still mad at Rocket about the Blow Pops, but a trip to the mall didn't seem like such a bad idea. After telling Dahvie and the band where they were going and promising Dahvie a play by play they were out the door and heading to the mall.

"shouldn't I be driving...." Jayy said uneasily fidgeting in his seat.

Rocket rolled his eyes. "im sixteen, not a baby. And old enough to have a license!"

"alright..." Jayy said unsurely clutching his seat as Rocket drI've.

When  they got to the mall Rocket said," first thing is first, we're getting you a haircut."

"what?!" Jayy screamed like a child. "my hair is my pride and joy! You can't take my Blow Pops and my hair!" He ran his fingers through his long black bangs.

"I can and I will." Rocket said sternly.

Jayy growled at him .

"doesn't work on me, buddy." Rocket said then patted Jayys back.

" I don't want to! You said you would help me but that would ruin me!" Jayy complained. "im getting tired of your rules they don't make sense!!!"

Rocket just smiled.

Without noticing, Jayy continued, "I mean its so rediculous that im starting to think that I wouldn't care if people knew!"

"if you were arrested you wouldn't have that stuff anyways! But that's behind the point. There's far more on the line now than people knowing you raped a minor."

"had sex with, and what? What else is there to lose?"

"dahvies trust." Rocket said simply. "Jayy, this whole time I have been here, Dahvie has been on his gaurd about me. He doesn't want you in trouble. -by the way don't forget to give him his play by play, yeah I know-  hes been looking out for you, and you  fucked me again."

Jayy lowered his head. "you made me! It was a rule! I did it to save myself!!!"

"even so, Dahvie would be hurt. You know it. He knows you. It would be because you knew I was a minor this time. Point is if you got arrested, I doubt he will bail you out."

Rocket was right, Jayy knew. He was officially screwed. Forever under Rockets say, but he wondered how far it would go.

"so about that haircut..." Rocket said. "its all going."