It's a Little Complicated (Sportarobbie)

Chapter 8: A Cold Day in Hell

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*Sportacus' POV*

"I wanted to talk to you and say that I am sorry.."

"You're sorry for what? You didn't do anything." I said, standing and stretching before grabbing a still opened bottle of tequila, it was needed for this visitor.

"I-its Stephanie.. She...I... I thought.. I.." He sobbed.

"Mayor. It's ok I understand. I would have come but I don't remember where my crystal is..I'm sorry"

"You don't understand.. she had your crystal." The mayor said with tears falling down his face. Suddenly and without warrant he pushed himself onto me, kissing me harshly and I could smell the bourbon on his breath.  His hand felt around my pants and I was becoming uncomfortable by my body's natural reaction to the friction, I gently moved out from under him and gathered my things along with my composure. He was clearly not in his right mind, then again neither was I.

"Mayor.. Milford... I know you are hurting and that you just want to feel but.. not here, not now.. And not like this. You have Miss Bessie to think about.. Stephanie's arrangements need to be made. Lets go and get you home" I say as soothingly as possible. He looks at me with what seems to be guilt and sorrow so I hug him reassuringly.

"Let's go, we both need to sober up and deal with a few things."

*Time Skip cause I am a Lazy bean*

We finally pulled up to the mayor's simple house and got out, greeted by Bessie and the other children. They were just as distraught as Milford.

"Spo-Sportacock! Where the hell have you been?? P-Pinky is dead because of you!" Trixie shouts at me, her body hurls itself at me, her small hands attempting to hit me and it is understandable that they blame me. If I had been here, if I had paid more attention.

"I know nothing I say right now will make this better, I know that you all probably blame me for this.. Steph... Meant a lot to me and if my crystal was with me then I would have been here to protect her in a fucking heart beat...She had my crystal. I dont know how or when she took it but she knew I would have never let her go through with this.." I state as calmly as I could manage with being half drunk, exhausted and hurt. Ziggy ran to me, hugging me tight crying softly.

"Where is Robbie?"

"He hasn't left his home in weeks, and look..You may have fooled some of us but..we knew you guys were together. Go see him, we can handle things here" Bessie whispered, gently prying the children off of me.

"Thank you.." I said shyly. A pit started to swirl in my gut at the thought of seeing him again. I started towards my airship and sighed to myself, was I ready for this?

*Robbie's POV*

"Y-yes! Ohh...ah.." The girl on whatever porn video I habitually clicked hollered. I wasn't even hard anymore, in fact I wasn't even masturbating anymore. My house was a mess, and I don't think I have been down from this high since the week before last. I didn't know what I felt, pleasuring myself has been something I've done everyday but nothing is the same. I haven't even cum since the day he left me. 

"J-Jesus Robbie.." A voice called, my head snapped to the giant screen and watched cautiously as the women on the screen tangled in each other's arms lustfully.

"I'm not on the screen Robbie.. Though you oughta turn that off" I jolt and turn around. My heart stopped and I felt like vomiting immediately, but I just stood there lost for words and completely jarred. Magnus was standing in the doorway staring at me with his beautiful eyes, smiling with his breathtakingly perfect lips. His attire was drastically different then I was used to but it was a welcomed change, he wore a tight white V-neck accompanied with a sky blue/smoke grey flannel. His wardrobe's bottom half was well matched with old faded blue jeans that were just snug enough to compliment his...uhm.. Curves?.. But loose enough not to give too much away, to throw the choices together was a very dingy pair of canvas high-tops.

"I-I missed you...After I left, I skipped town. If I would've known what I know now I wouldn't have left here.." Sportacus spoke again, fiddling with his sunglasses and looking away from me. His words were distant, like he wasn't completely talking to me alone.

"Wh-what do you mean?"

"Stephanie...she uhm...she stole my crystal..the-then.. She-she killed...ermm..her-herself wi-wi-with it..." His voice cracked deep. I gasped and watched the grown man begin to weep.. not cry.. weep. I hadn't left the house since our fight so I had no idea of anything going on. Suddenly I was greeted by a weight on me.

"I...I cou...c-c-couldn't even h-h..help h-er....I-I..I failed...it sh-sh should have b-been mm"

"No..You did try to help her. It's not your fault Magnus.." I soothed, hugging him. He lost weight in the month and a half he wasn't here and I could feel his spine and ribs, and although he was still very fit it was noticeable. He sobbed in my arms for at least 30 minutes but I didn't mind, he came to me and I am in no position to argue. I loved him very much and I know that he cared for those children like family, this hurt him beyond my comprehension and it was my job to just be here, to be his calm in his storm.

"She meant everything to the Mayor..and I couldn't protect her like I promised..." He grieved.

"You couldn't have prevented this, Love" I stated.

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