ℙ𝕠𝕝𝕒𝕣 𝕆𝕡𝕠𝕤𝕚𝕥𝕖𝕤 (Jorey)

𝐊𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐈𝐭 𝐀 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭

Corey's P.O.V

He did it. We did it. Is this a dream? I peak my head out the door, checking to see if his mom was near the bathroom. I hear pots clanging in the kitchen, meaning that I was able to sneak into the bathroom to clean myself up.

I grab some shorts and dash to the bathroom. I shut the door and look at myself in the mirror. I can't believe that just happened. I turn on the shower, causing the room to get slightly humid. I hop in the shower, feeling the hot water almost burn my back.

I clean myself as quick as I can, I can't help it for some reason. Come on Corey, it's fine.

I finish showering, change into shorts, and run back into my room. My heart is racing, I need to calm down.

I grab my record player and look through my bins of records. Hmm, i'm already hyped so I need something to calm me down.

I sift through the bins before finding Black Sabbath's "Paranoid".

I take it out and put it on the record player, placing the needle near the edge of the record.

"Luke's Wall" or as some people like to call it "War Pigs" start to play. Ozzy's voice is super chill on songs like these.

Halfway into the song, I hear the doorbell ring.

"Honey, can you get that for me? My hands are full." I hear my mom yell from downstairs.

"Okay!" I yell back as I remove the needle from the record and run downstairs to the door.

"Hello-" I pause as I meet with two faces that I despise.

"Hey, can we come in real quick? We need to talk to you." Fred says.

"Hmm, let me think... no. Now scram." I say as I close the door in their faces.

The doorbell rings again as I start to run up the steps.

"Ugh, what the fuck do you want from me!" I exclaim in annoyance as I open the door, only to be met with the same faces again.

"Well, Wes and I have a message for you. Also, I think it's gonna be something you want."

"Whatever, come in." I say as I lead them to my room.

I throw myself on the bed and grab a cig and lighter from my hoodie under my pillow.

"Alright, what do you want?"

"Well, Wes and I know about you and your little secret."

I feel like fainting.

"What do you mean "secret?" I say using air quotes.

"You, Joey, fucking."

The room went dead silent as I took a puff of my cigarette.

"Ugh, I feel disgusted just by standing here. You make me sick, you faggot."

"Watch your fucking tone, bitch. I wouldn't risk it." I spat back.

"I think you wouldn't want to risk it. We got tape of the whole thing." He says while waggling his phone.

"We're gonna tell the whole school and show the video of you fucking Joey. Unless, you can give us two grand."

"Two what now?" I say in shock. Where the fuck am I gonna find this money? Do I like Oprah to you?

"Mhm, meet us at the park near the chicken shack after school in three weeks. Or everyone will see how much of a faggot you really are." He says with a smirk.

What a sick fucker.

"Cool. Ight, get the fuck out of my house or I'll burn you like Varg does with churches." I smile.

They scoff and leave. Where am I gonna find the money? I'm broke as hell.

I pull out my phone and call Joey.

"Babe?"

"Yea?"

"We've got a really big problem."

Sorry this was short and sorta filler. I'm gonna try and update more now~Ny