he knew that it was wrong for him to go to his best friends girl.. hell, he would be mad as hell if someone did that to him. the thing was that he liked her first, of course he wouldn’t admit it now that they were dating. alcohol had been in his system throughout the night and he sees her -- there alone. making his way towards he, he leans up against the wall smug look upon his face. “you know that i’ve always wanted you... i bet i could fuck you better than that little boyfriend of yours... only if you let me prove it.”
Sid’s smirk came across his face when he heard the other’s words. “Are we boyfriends?” He repeated as he looked towards him. “I mean, do you usually give your other guy friends oral?” He asked as he quirked a brow up. “I thought that we already were, but do you want me to ask you formally?” He asked as he let out a small chuckle. “So, you wanna be my boyfriend?” Asking the other, he licked his lips as he waited to see what exactly the other was going to say.
Sami did what he could to avoid the late shifts every week. This was mostly just because he hated them. Sometimes there were other reasons. He’d done his best to avoid the late shift today because his girlfriend was due to stay over. Unfortunately it hadn’t worked. It was dark when he arrived home. The apartment sounded quiet from outside so Sami opened the door gently. He slipped off his shoes and hung up his coat delicately before walking through to his bedroom. As he’d expected, there on his bed lay his girlfriend. She was still dressed, and on top of the sheets. The television was still turned on. Sami presumed she’d been waiting up for him. So, after taking off his shirt, he curled up behind her and tucked his legs with hers. Sami pressed a gentle kiss to the back of her neck and was still smiling at her when she stirred. | @bcdguys
Pushing the door closed behind him, he made his way directly towards the young boy. Finally, the two were alone. Away from all the other people that could try to come between them. Try to separate them. Philip was unsure about how long they could keep this up, how long it would take until someone finds out. But until then, he was going to enjoy it. “I was waiting all day for that.” with that, his hands cupped the other’s face, bringing his lips right on his and kissing him the way he dreamed of all day.
Jaime never thought he’d actually kill anyone, but love made you crazy. Seeing Sidney so startled by some drunk, low life asshole grabbing her? All he remembered was going to Sid and pulling her away, staring daggers at the guy who he knew to be Robert Williams. Well, he went by Bobby, and Bobby was a drunk asshole, but as Jaime watched the corpse burn in a bonfire he and Sidney built for the sole purpose of discarding the body, Jaime ran his fingers through his ginger locks and looked at his girlfriend. Adrenaline pumping through his veins as the realization of what he had done started to really set in.
Three hours before: 20 minutes before the Murder of Bobby Williams.
Staring daggers at the asshole all night wasn’t enough for Jaime, and after they had decided to leave the party, the redhead waited in his car with Sidney in the passenger seat, watching, waiting for him to come out. After he told Sidney what he was up to, that he was just going to scare him with the switchblade in his glove compartment. Warn him against one, touching women like that, and two, touching women with crazy boyfriends
Three hours before: 5 minutes before the Murder of Bobby Williams.
It was was showtime, and it was like he flipped a switch and allowed every dark violent desire pertaining to men looking at Sidney or checking her out with his arm around her, or any time she’d try to get him back by fucking with some random idiot in front of him to get his attention or piss him off in front of him, God, the rage he felt when he heard someone talk negatively about her. She fucking consumed her. It made him crazy. His brown eyes darkened with malicious intent. Having to remind himself that he was just scaring the fucking asshole as he put his hoodie on before leaving his car and Sid in it; switchblade in his hand ready to go.
Jaime looked around him and made sure no one was around before sneaking up on him and roughly placing his hand over Bobby’s mouth, his knife pointed at his victim’s back. Fuck, this amount of power sent him on a trip, Bobby was fit but nowhere as strong as Jaime and with just a little more strain, the redhead had the guy incapacitated. Begging, the tears of fear running down the guy’s face, hitting the hand that covered his mouth. It should’ve been alarming at this point that JD didn’t care about the guy crying, begging for his life, or how Bobby had just started to piss himself out of fear, unsure if he’d live or die at that moment. Jaime just leaned in and smirked. “What? Don’t like being grabbed without being asked?”
He allowed the blade to slab the guy a little, biting his lip as his whole body fill with rage. “Yeah, well, neither do the girls you do that to...” Jaime brought the blade up a bit, just fucking with Robert when he brushed the tip of his switchblade against the male’s jugular, leaning in to finish his words. “And some of them, have boyfriends like me.”
JD didn’t stab him in the neck, as much as he wanted to, that’d be too bloody. By now he had decided he was enraged enough to kill this guy. All he could fucking think about was the prick putting his slimy hands on her, biting his lip he stabbed Bobby forcefully, hearing him squeal like a pig, and that was, annoying so he continued to stab the guy, letting out his anger on every fucking guy that ever came in contact with Sidney since they’ve gotten together on this poor scumbag.
Jaime had remembered in his and Sidney’s last argument, she had mentioned something about the way he looked at her when she teased him with another man. Like he could just tear her clothes off in that very moment, and while that was true, there was also a darker side. The side that fantasized about beating the douchebag she was teasing him with to a pulp. He’s thought about killing before, but never actually thought he would. As Bobby’s lifeless body slid down, JD came back to earth, catching the guy’s body and looking at his bloody hand, still holding the just as bloody switchblade. “Fuck.” JD panted heavy and took the hand that was still holding onto Bobby’s mouth to reach for his phone.
He directed her to turn off his headlights and get there fast, to pop the trunk once she saw him. JD got lucky that this guy parked so far away from the actual party house, no one was around and it was a dirt road so no street cameras, but they had to get out of there fast.
Three hours later: Three hours since the murder of Bobby Williams.
“Fuck...” he said as he took his bloody clothes, setting it to the fire. Having had changed into some gym clothes he had in a bag in his car earlier when they agreed on burning the body. Using the hand sanitizer and napkins in his car to get enough blood off his right hand to go in the random gas station convenience store off the highway. He used cash, not having done this before, but watching enough movies and ID channel to think that he knew how it worked. JD bought fire accelerator before the bonfire and used that very accelerator to burn his bloody clothes and napkins he used to wipe the blood off his hands.
It was fucked up, but it was also fucked up how he knew he’d do it again if he had to. She went before everyone else. “We tell no one, okay? We left early made out in my car watching the stars at The Point, went back to my dorm and fucked. That’s what happened.” If anyone asks, you know nothing. Jaime said seriously, looking at her. Fuck. Why was he so turned on right now? What the fuck? @bcdguys
@bcdguys // based on this. ( first bullet point. )
the pair had decided to call it quits about a couple weeks ago so the breakup was pretty much still fresh. of course he had let the other keep most of their belongings at his place since when they were dating they both had spent many nights at the each others so it wasn’t anything out of the ordinary. today was the day they were supposed to come over to his to gather up some of the clothes and other things that they may of left here and needed so it wasn’t an issue --- they ended things on a good note, no bad feelings or anything were present. the sky began to turn a dark color, rain pouring from them as quiet rumbles of thunder were heard. instantly he was concerned as he didn’t want them driving in that weather especially if the rain was hard, the things could be returned another day. brown hues watched their car pull up in his driveway so the first thing he did was open up his door so they could come right in and hopefully not be too soaked but if that was the case he’d offer them a towel and some warm clothes of his own for the time being.
𝐏𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 one of salvatore’s favourite past times. when he wasn’t busy running around with his cousin collecting pieces for their clients, he was fully doing anything he could just to make jean scream: jumping from seemingly out of nowhere, yelling just to freak her out, planting fake rats in her bed, hiding her things. it was childish, but it was hilarious to him no matter how angry she always seemed afterwards. he’d hid in her closet with the sole intention of jumping out to scare her once more, but the sight before him had kept sal frozen in place for the past ten minutes. how was he supposed to come out now. if he were polite, he would have looked away, but his eyes were drawn to the motion of her hand and he swore his dick got harder every time she moaned out. ‘ fuck, ’ he muttered aloud, not aware of how his voice carried. — @bcdguys
Lewis chuckled at the response, admiring the other young man’s face as he did.
“Ah, but of course.” he replied, eyeing up a biro behind the bar alongside the till. Without making a scene of it, he focused on bringing the pen to him, feeling it settle in his hand behind his back before he produced it onto the bar before the other. “You mean a pen like this?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.
