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femonade:

no one asked but i love being bisexual

[dissimulaticn]

He watched Jacob console her, and it made him angrier. Now was not the time to be the one to console her. He knew that much.

“ I’m going to go. “ He had thought this would of been fine. That he would end up getting fucked and drunk and have a good night. But now he just felt sick. Still, he went and did exactly what he had come to do. He got drunk, and went home with a stranger that night.

Rosie went home on her own that night, and she stayed that way for several days. She didn’t text Sunny, not even to inquire about how he was doing. She just didn’t care. Jacob tried to reach out to her with no avail. She simply dropped off the grid. She didn’t think twice about booking the appointment. It had to be done, no matter how she felt in her heart. She was too unhealthy, too sick in the mind to care for a child, and Sunny wasn’t any better. Rosie went to her appointment alone, afraid, and unsure of how it would all end up. When she came home that afternoon, she had never felt more alone. She knew where her biggest support was and he wasn’t here. She curled up in bed, trying to ignore the pain she was feeling, and resisting the urge to call him even though she desperately wanted to. She needed him, and her pride prevented her from calling him.

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He had been staying at a friend’s mostly. Some nights, he spent the night at some random lover’s. He knew not to text or call Rosie, but not speaking to her for more than a day made him anxious. He found himself checking his phone more often than he used to.   On the twelfth day, he came back to the apartment.   It was originally to gather some clothes, but he hadn’t called before. He didn’t think Rosie would be home.     Using his key, he walked in quietly. Sunny grabbed his gym bag from the closet by the door and made his way into the bedroom.   Then, he saw her.   She looked like a mess. He had to be honest, it wasn’t a good look. But he dropped his bag to the floor, and kneeled in front of her face.    “ Are you hungry? “  He asks, because it is apparent that something big has happened. And he doubted that Rosie would ever be this sad about him. 

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It was clear that he had fucked up. But Sunny was not a rational human, and he was not one to beg, either.  ( Unless you’re into that. ) At the word BASTARD, Sunny flinched. He looked over to Jacob for help, his heart pounding harder than he expected it would.  “ You’re being irrational. “ His voice shook as he spoke, but it was harsh. Eyes narrowed at Rosie, he crossed his arms. “ You were never going to keep that baby. You’re too much of an ADDICT to do that. Babies cant do drugs, Rosie. “ He pulled out a cigarette, lighting it up and shaking his head. “ No matter what I say, if the situation were any different, you wouldn’t keep the child. “ Sunny didn’t know if he wanted to be a father or not, but he was also just getting dumped, so he didn’t have any say regardless.

Of course she was being irrational. Rosie was the queen of irrationality and it always suited her to be over the top and outlandish. Right now, she was going to be both. the worst part of it was that she was trying so hard not to cry that her face was turning red. How silly to be upset over that, but she wasn’t one to cry over things like this. Over boys. Jacob immediately reached forward, whether she wanted him to or not. “No, no, Rosie, don’t cry–listen, I’m sorry, you know I would never do that on purpose. Please let me take you home…” He didn’t even look at Sunny, he was so embarrassed. It was too late though, and she did cry, if only because she couldn’t help it anymore.  “You know what, Sunny, you’re right. I’m not keeping it. Because what fucking baby would want a drug addict as a mother?” Rosie blubbered through her tears. “But I would have loved it. I know I would have. So fuck you. You ruined this for me. You ruined everything!”

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 He watched Jacob console her, and it made him angrier. Now was not the time to be the one to console her. He knew that much. 

“ I’m going to go. “   He had thought this would of been fine. That he would end up getting fucked and drunk and have a good night. But now he just felt sick.   Still, he went and did exactly what he had come to do. He got drunk, and went home with a stranger that night.   

[dissimulaticn]

Maybe this was usually fun. Sunny thought it was, anyway. But regardless, it was apparent he probably wouldn’t be getting fucked tonight.  Still, he didn’t want to right now. “ You’re pregnant? “ He’s almost unable to comprehend. Sunny had only ever gotten one other girl pregnant, and she was a drunken accident.   Rosie was not a drunken accident. “ You always complained and you get incredibly defensive. I didn’t want you to kick me out because I was horny. “  He was bargaining now, he knew that. For whatever reason, he was angry now too.   “ Why are you getting mad at me? He’s the one I was fucking! “

Rosie was up to her ears with how angry she felt. A kettle waiting to boil over. If she could hit him without starting a scene, she might have, as terrible as that sounded. “Yeah, Sunny, I am, and you’ve given me a very clear path to how I’m handling it.” she pulled out her phone and pulled up the Lyft app to call a car home. She didn’t feel like taking the bus or a cab and risk getting jerked around and carsick. “Well lucky for you, you’re getting kicked out for another reason. Don’t fucking come home. You’re not welcome there. You’re not welcome in my life, and neither is any bastard of yours.”

[hcliios-blog]

 It was clear that he had fucked up. But Sunny was not a rational human, and he was not one to beg, either.    ( Unless you’re into that. )    At the word BASTARD, Sunny flinched. He looked over to Jacob for help, his heart pounding harder than he expected it would.    “ You’re being irrational. “   His voice shook as he spoke, but it was harsh. Eyes narrowed at Rosie, he crossed his arms. “ You were never going to keep that baby. You’re too much of an ADDICT to do that. Babies cant do drugs, Rosie. “   He pulled out a cigarette, lighting it up and shaking his head.   “ No matter what I say, if the situation were any different, you wouldn’t keep the child. “   Sunny didn’t know if he wanted to be a father or not, but he was also just getting dumped, so he didn’t have any say regardless. 

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HONESTLY? He almost didn’t follow her out. But then Jacob did, and he knew Rosie well enough to know that this was a bad idea. So he chased after the both of them.   “ Rosie! “ He calls after her, before shortly catching up and grabbing her arm. ( High school track stars are show offs ) “ What’s the problem? You’re not fucking me. I have NEEDS. I thought you wouldn’t care. I only really LOVE YOU. “  He knew this would become a scene. He loved that it would become a scene. Slender fingers reached up to brush hair out of his girlfriend’s face. “ Let’s go back inside, you owe me a drink anyway. “  Every word he spoke was only to fuel the fire. Hopefully it would lead to angry sex inside a bathroom stall, and at this point he didn’t care who with.  

Rosie felt like if she stayed around any longer, she might explode, and she wasn’t about to get arrested at a club in front of a bunch of strangers. Jacob continued to go after her, not wanting to leave his friend without more apologies and explanations that were obviously meaningless. “Rosie, please!” He called, but it seemed like Sunny had caught up to her first. He’d let them hash it out as he knew they likely would. That might be the only quality he could see them sharing. “No, you shut the fuck up with this love bullshit!” Rosie screeched, turning to face Sunny. “If you loved me, you wouldn’t have fucking done this! If you loved me, you would have TALKED to me about how you were feeling!” She felt like she was going to vomit. She looked back at Jacob, her jaw tightened. “Congratulations, Jacob, you found yourself an excellent guy here. I fucking came here to tell you about how I’m pregnant and feeling a whole lot of fucking emotions right now, well, you’ve found the baby daddy right here! And you’re fucking him! Thank you SO MUCH for your loyalty!”

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 Maybe this was usually fun. Sunny thought it was, anyway. But regardless, it was apparent he probably wouldn’t be getting fucked tonight.    Still, he didn’t want to right now.   “ You’re pregnant? “   He’s almost unable to comprehend. Sunny had only ever gotten one other girl pregnant, and she was a drunken accident.     Rosie was not a drunken accident.  “ You always complained and you get incredibly defensive. I didn’t want you to kick me out because I was horny. “    He was bargaining now, he knew that. For whatever reason, he was angry now too.     “ Why are you getting mad at me? He’s the one I was fucking! “ 

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DIDN’T YOU KNOW? YOU’RE A MISTRESS.   Sunny kept an easy smile, there was no reason to panic. “ I didn’t know you two knew  each other. “ He handed Rosie the remaining shot. “ Rosie and I are practically married, we live together and everything. “ He raises his brows when Rosie doesn’t immediately drink the vodka handed to her. What was she, pregnant?   “ Rosie, why aren’t you drinking? “ All while this was happening, Sunny couldn’t help but find himself scanning the crowd around him for cute boys.  ( He didn’t sleep with any girl other than Rosie, that was his rule. )  

Jacob could hardly believe what he was hearing. He wasn’t one to wreck homes, but damn, it sounded too good to be true. The two of them were nothing alike. “I–Rosie I didn’t know, I just–fuck, we’ve hooked up a few times and..” Rosie put her hand up, silencing him. She took the shot and visibly nearly heaved at the smell, tossing the liquid into a fake plant near her. “Not drinking right now,” She replied, trying to control her anger. “Well, Jacob, as you’ve probably found out, Sunny is an petulant fucking child. When he doesn’t get what he wants, he moves to something or someone who does, and he’s clearly fucking mad at me. This is–god, this is fucking ridiculous. I’m leaving.” Shaking her head, she turned away from them. “Fuck both of you, but especially you,” She snapped, nodding towards Sunny. 

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HONESTLY?   He almost didn’t follow her out. But then Jacob did, and he knew Rosie well enough to know that this was a bad idea.   So he chased after the both of them.     “ Rosie! “ He calls after her, before shortly catching up and grabbing her arm.   ( High school track stars are show offs )     “ What’s the problem? You’re not fucking me. I have NEEDS. I thought you wouldn’t care. I only really LOVE YOU. “   He knew this would become a scene. He loved that it would become a scene.   Slender fingers reached up to brush hair out of his girlfriend’s face. “ Let’s go back inside, you owe me a drink anyway. “      Every word he spoke was only to fuel the fire. Hopefully it would lead to angry sex inside a bathroom stall, and at this point he didn’t care who with.     

[dissimulaticn]

IN HIS DEFENSE,   He didn’t know the ‘ crazy biatch friend ‘ was Rosie. HIS Rosie. He also didn’t see her, when Jacob kissed him. His first instincts were to PULL AWAY,anyways. “ I just took shots on an empty stomach, BABE. “ His accent clipped with a drowsy tone, one he always had these days. THEN, he saw Rosie.   A lazy smile spread on his lips. Sneaking around was so BORING. He lifted a shot, sending a CHEERS her way.  ( MAYBE SHE’D GET THE HINT AND FUCK HIM )

Jacob seemed oblivious to the meeting of the eyes, hanging on Sunny like he was the best thing since sliced bread. He’d met this great guy and damnit he needed to tell Rosie about it! But as he started to lead Sunny towards Rosie, he saw the flames in her eyes and stopped, frowning. Oh no..what happened? He looked back at Sunny, then at Rosie. “…Girl, what’s your deal? Did he kill your grandma or something?” “Jacob, this is who you met on Tindr?” She asked, gesturing at Sunny. Jacob nodded. “Yeah, why?” “Who fucking knew my boyfriend had a Tindr account.” “….boyfriend?” He let go of Sunny, thoroughly confused. “Sunny..?”

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 DIDN’T YOU KNOW? YOU’RE A MISTRESS.     Sunny kept an easy smile, there was no reason to panic.   “ I didn’t know you two knew  each other. “ He handed Rosie the remaining shot. “ Rosie and I are practically married, we live together and everything. “   He raises his brows when Rosie doesn’t immediately drink the vodka handed to her. What was she, pregnant?     “ Rosie, why aren’t you drinking? “ All while this was happening, Sunny couldn’t help but find himself scanning the crowd around him for cute boys.     ( He didn’t sleep with any girl other than Rosie, that was his rule. )  

[dissimulaticn]

It took him almost an hour to get to the club.  In his defense, Sunny didn’t care about arriving at a reasonable time. He ubered from his place with ROSIE, already high. When he arrived, he didn’t text. Instead, he opted for the bar first, and if Jacob didn’t find him, so be it. He ordered vodka shots.  ( Liquor before beer, you’re in the clear )

Jacob was already on the lookout for Sunny when he said he was on the way, glancing around to make sure he wouldn’t miss the other man. Rosie had begun small talk with another club patron, and didn’t notice when Jacob had tapped her on the shoulder and said something to the effect of “There he is!” Jacob made a b-line for the bar, coming up behind Sunny and groping him quite blatantly. “Finally you’re here…” He growled. “Come meet my friend.” He turned Sunny around, kissing him like they’d been apart for years. Little did he know, Rosie had followed his path to the bar with her eyes, and saw Jacob plant a big kiss on the lips of Sunny. What the fuck?

[hcliios-blog]

IN HIS DEFENSE,     He didn’t know the ‘ crazy biatch friend ‘ was Rosie.  HIS Rosie.   He also didn’t see her, when Jacob kissed him. His first instincts were to PULL AWAY, anyways.    “ I just took shots on an empty stomach, BABE. “  His accent clipped with a drowsy tone, one he always had these days.   THEN, he saw Rosie.     A lazy smile spread on his lips. Sneaking around was so BORING.  He lifted a shot, sending a CHEERS her way.    ( MAYBE SHE’D GET THE HINT AND FUCK HIM )

[dissimulaticn]

He lay in his bed, switching between smoking weed and texting boys on TInder. It wasn’t enough, though. He was sexually frustrated and needed someone here NOW.  So he opened his phone, and he sent a message.     ( COME OVER ) -Sent to Jacob at 9:30 PM This wasn’t the first time he had texted this, when Rosie was out and he was lonely. It wasn’t like she was putting out, anyway. She WAS so busy, and he hated hearing her complain.   ( Was she even trying? )  

Jacob briefly looked away from Rosie and down at his lit up phone. Ah, speaking of the boy..there he was. His fingers moved fast as lightning to reply to him. (I’m in a club with the girl I was telling you about! Come over and meet this crazy biatch! I’ll blow you in the bathroom ;) ) -Sent to Sunny at 9:32 PM

He quickly texted off the address to the club and put his phone away. Rosie didn’t look over his hand or anything, it wasn’t her business. “Do you want a drink?” He asked her, turning towards the bar. She put her hand up, shaking her head. “No, I’m good, thanks. Haven’t been feeling well. I actually came to talk to you about that..”

[hcliios-blog]

 It took him almost an hour to get to the club.    In his defense, Sunny didn’t care about arriving at a reasonable time.  He ubered from his place with ROSIE, already high.     When he arrived, he didn’t text. Instead, he opted for the bar first, and if Jacob didn’t find him, so be it.   He ordered vodka shots.    ( Liquor before beer, you’re in the clear )

[dissimulaticn]

@hcliios

Fuck, she was tired. So fucking tired that she could barely lean over the bathroom counter while she did her makeup. She barely ever had coffee, usually a line or two of coke was her preferred wake up. But she couldn’t shake the effects of the terrible sleep she’d been getting, so coffee it was. Rosie hadn’t been feeling all too well the past week or so and hunting for a job made it twice as miserable. Needless to say, she wasn’t a pleasant person to be around. Tonight she was taking time for herself and heading out to meet a friend at a club. It was an excuse to wear a skirt that was sinfully short and lips as red as blood itself. She didn’t even say goodbye to Sunny before she left.  Jacob was a friend of hers from around town and was all too happy to greet her when she arrived. “You gotta meet this guy I’ve been seeing, Ro. He’s so down to Earth and fucking great in bed,” He bragged. “He has to be if he’s hooking up with you, your standards are too high,” Rosie teased.

[hcliios-blog]

He lay in his bed, switching between smoking weed and texting boys on TInder.   It wasn’t enough, though. He was sexually frustrated and needed someone here NOW.    So he opened his phone, and he sent a message.       ( COME OVER )  -Sent to Jacob at 9:30 PM This wasn’t the first time he had texted this, when Rosie was out and he was lonely. It wasn’t like she was putting out, anyway. She WAS so busy, and he hated hearing her complain.       ( Was she even trying? )  

[hcliios-blog]

BEFORE, he was king. He walked the halls and people BOWED to him.   He could do anything.   And, in a way, Sunny was still king. He could move a room in moments, get attention from just about anyone. His hands slid through the mess of golden curls on his head, and as they bounced back into place, he watched a group take notice.   They were all outside the bar, smoking cigarettes. He was on the patio, sitting with his own group of drunken friends. His eyes travelled to the one person in the group who was NOT paying him any attention.     (Humans are not usually used to such beauty.) 

He was walking towards the group in a minute, an easy smile on his pink lips.         “ Got a LIGHT? “ 

[ask-thedepressedkidatthetable]

This hadn’t been his idea. He didn’t really care for drinking and what it did to people so being around a group of drunks was… not uncomfortable per say, but awkward on his part. He calmed that with smoking. He had no problem smoking and watching the world pass him by as he sat cross-legged on the patio. He was getting lost in thought, taking drags and blowing smoke out around him always seemed to bring out a small part of his subconscious that wanted to talk of dreams and was will have been. Alex didn’t question it, simply looking out at the sky.

“Sure,” Alex said, looking to the man and taking a lighter out of his pocket, tossing it up to the other. “Not a fan of chain smoking?” He asked with bored amusement.

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Sunny laughed a golden laugh. He took the lighter, turning it at the end of his own cigarette.      ( A dunhill, rerolled in order to add marijuana, of course. ) “ I only smoke when I’m drunk or if I’ve just finished having sex. “  Poor boy, Sunny was a dirty drunk.     He handed the other back his lighter, fingers touching his skin gently.  “ Thanks. “    His eyes scanned the other’s face, an easy smile on his pretty face.     ( He was a God, you know. WAS. )  He stood near the other, his overalls over a sweater a far different look than he was ever used to.    ( He used to wear gold. ) “ What’s your name? “

[sakura-haruka]

[hcliios-blog]

BEFORE, he was king. He walked the halls and people BOWED to him.   He could do anything.   And, in a way, Sunny was still king. He could move a room in moments, get attention from just about anyone. His hands slid through the mess of golden curls on his head, and as they bounced back into place, he watched a group take notice.   They were all outside the bar, smoking cigarettes. He was on the patio, sitting with his own group of drunken friends. His eyes travelled to the one person in the group who was NOT paying him any attention.     (Humans are not usually used to such beauty.) 

He was walking towards the group in a minute, an easy smile on his pink lips.         “ Got a LIGHT? “ 

[dissimulaticn]

hcliios:

He watched her get dressed, and pouted. Sunny was vocal about his preference for her to be naked usually, but this time he instead just smoked his bowl in silence. 

 “ We’re going out tonight. “ He told her, exhaling the smoke from his lungs.   “ Some friends from that party last week want us to go, and I think we should. “

Rosie glanced at him over her shoulder, arching a brow. “…Are we?” She wasn’t really a fan of his friends, or going out last minute. In any case if there would be booze or blow, she’d suffer in silence. “Okay…” She tossed the pants aside, going back over to the bed. She crawled onto the bed and pushed him flat onto it. “I don’t know….is it gonna be fun?”

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“ When isn’t it? “ Sunny shakes his head, curls falling in front of his eyes.   “ We’ll make it fun if it isnt. “ He promises, standing out of bed and going over to the closet to put on his own clothes.   

 “ Should we eat at some point? “ 

[hcliios-blog]

                                           I'll be your light,                                               your match,                                            your burning sun.

[dissimulaticn]

He didn’t move as she touched his lips with her tongue, but as soon as Rosie had pulled away, he had pulled her back to him, pressing a deep kiss onto her own lips.    “ Maybe I will. “ He tells her, moving to pack another bowl of weed. 

The kiss wasn’t abnormal for their bursts of intimacy. One minutes they were yelling, the other they were fucking on the counter. It was spontaneous, it was volatile, it was barely functional but it was fun and that’s what mattered. She wrinkled her freckled nose, smirking to him. “Sure.” She slid off the bed, going over to her dresser to find some comfy pants to put on.

[hcliios-blog]

He watched her get dressed, and pouted. Sunny was vocal about his preference for her to be naked usually, but this time he instead just smoked his bowl in silence. 

 “ We’re going out tonight. “ He told her, exhaling the smoke from his lungs.   “ Some friends from that party last week want us to go, and I think we should. “

[dissimulaticn]

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