Date: Fri, 6 Jan 2012 03:21:40 -0700
From: Max Anderson <cagetheangel_69@hotmail.com>
Subject: loves a bitch-13

"...I...I'm moving...next week", he managed to get out before the water
works exploded again.

"W...what do you mean you're moving...what the fuck?" I tried to get off
his lap but he pulled me back.

"D...don't, please don't, just stay close to me", he cried. Wrapping his
arms around me, he pulled me closer to his and sighed. His sobs were gone,
now it was just whimpers.

"Ok...it's ok, I'm not going anywhere but you need to tell me what you mean
by you're moving...where, why, when?" I pulled his face close to mine and
pressed my forehead against his, I could already feel the tears at pool at
the corner of my eyes.

"I'm moving to California, because my dad just got a promotion and his boss
wants him in California..." He whispered so quietly that if we weren't so
close I wouldn't have heard him.

 "...whe...when are you moving?" I whispered back.

"In 7 days", he replied.

WHY! WHY DO YOU HAVE TO DO THIS TO ME GOD! JUST WHEN THINGS ARE GOING GREAT
YOU GO AND YOU SHIT ON IT, YOU MAKE MY LIFE SHITTY. YOU RUIN EVERYGOOD
THING THAT EVER HAPPEN TO ME...FIRST MY DAD, THEN STILES NOW MY FUCKING
BOYFRIEND, MY LIFE, MY CRUSH EVER SINCE I COULD SPEAK, MY SHARK! I didn't
know what to do, say or think so I did what I do best...ran, I ran upstairs
to my room and quickly grabbed the razor on my bedside table.

Before I could make an incision on my wrist, someone grab it from my
hands...what the fuck.

"Hey...give it back", I screamed and reach to grab for it. But I just ended
up cutting my finger, to deep gashes on my index and middle finger.

"DONT!" Braeden growled and snapped the razor in two; I noticed he had cut
on his hands too. I looked down at the bloody mess on my hands and pressed
hard on it causing it to bleed more...fuck I needed the pain, pain I could
control or else the pain from Braeden leaving me was going to swallow me
whole.

"STOP IT, GODAMMIT. WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU, ARE YOU CRAZY?" He's
never yelled at me liked that before, it scared me. He grabbed my hands and
held them away from me. Looking down at them, his tears fell on my
palm. The salty tears stung my wounds.

"you can't leave me...I love you...I...I need you, more than you'll ever
know" I cried, sobs wracked through my body, I slid on his lap and pressed
my body close to his, pulling my hands out of his grasp and wrapping it
around his neck, not caring if I covered his neck in my blood.

"I...I don't want to leave you baby, god I need you too. It hurts so much,
my chest hurts when I think about leaving you", he pressed his face against
my neck and sighed.

"You can't leave...you can't leave me, I swear I'll lock you up in my
basement...I'll go all Stephen King's Misery on your ass Shark. I'm not
letting you go...fuck your parents, you're mine", I wrapped my legs around
his waist and leaned on his chest. His back resting on the headboard of
bed, he rubbed my sides.

"haha, oh god I love you so much...but there's nothing I can do baby...I'm
only 17, and they are my guardians so whatever they say goes...FUCK THIS IS
SO NOT FAIR, I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS!", HE groaned.

"Will I ever see you again?" I started crying, knowing I may never see
shark again made my head and chest hurt.

"Of course you will...it's only for a year, then I'll come back for my
baby", he smiled weakly, brushing my hair out of my eyes. God I didn't want
him to leave, I love the fucking shit out of him.

"Will you...will you fuck me...I mean before you leave", I whispered
looking down and playing with the strings on his pyjama bottoms.

"No..."He replied. Ouch REJECTED...ya you just got rejected, RE-JE-CTED
REJECTED! I totally hear my mind making fun of me. Why did he say no?

"No...Do...don't you want me...I mean I thought you loved me...don't you
love me?" I asked still looking down.

"I love you more than anything in the world...god I love you so much, it
drives me crazy, it's frustrating how much I love you. I love you more than
myself, hell more than life it's self". THEN WHY WON'T YOU FUCK ME?!

"Then why won't you fuck me?"

He placed his finger under my chin-the blood on his fingers where now
dried-and pulled my chin up "I won't fuck you Bryson, I'll make love to
you...you're my lover, my partner, my life...not some guy I had fling
with". He said firmly. Hot damn TINGLES from head to toe!

"Hehehe..."I giggled...I fucking giggled! Men I'm such a loser.

"God you're cute! You drive me crazy Bryson" he kissed my forehead and
smiled.

"I love you Braeden so much and I'm going to miss you more" I bit down hard
on my lip to prevent myself from crying, but just looking at him and
knowing that I won't get to see him for a whole year hit me and I burst
into tears.

"Oh baby, don't cry please for me...don't cry, you're going to make me cry"
his voice wavered.

"I'm so sorry, I just can't believe it...my shark's not going to be with me
for a whole year. What am I going to do, you're my saviour remember, how
can I survive without my saviour?" I sobbed.

"Shhh, we'll figure that out later for now, let's just lay together...let
me make love to you, let's forget about the future and focus on the
present...ME and YOU love", he whispered pulling my face towards his, our
lips met...FIREWORKS? Oh yea. Our tongue collided in a battle for
domination and he...obviously won. I felt his arms snaked around my waist
and pull me close to him, his thick erection poked at my backside. I
squirmed on top of him.

"Stop Bry...I'm going to cum if you keep that up" he panted breathlessly.

He was really turned on and leaking like a faulty faucet, the wet spot on
the front of his pants soaked my sweat pants too. Men he's a leaker!

I helped him pull his pants down, then pulled mine of too, his dick slapped
against my ass. I giggle like a school girl and straddled him again. He
slid down on the bed, so his back was lying down on it.

"You ready baby?" he was still panting.

I nodded and lined his dick against my hole, we didn't need lube; his
precum was so much, it was dripping down his hard shaft. I took a deep
breath and sat back down on his dick, I felt a pop and then pain...PAIN! It
hurt so much; I cried out and felt tears pool at the corner of my
eyes. This pain was excruciating because he was not only long but fucking
thick as hell.

"I'm taking it out, I'm hurting you", he started to pull out, when I
panicked and did the only think I could think of to stop him. I sat down
and took the whole thing in me. It felt like someone shoves a beer can up
my ass, and motherfucker did it hurt!

"Please no...Don't if you do it'll hurt more, just don't move lemme get
used to it first" I cried, digging my fingers into his Pecs.

"ok...but please don't move, you're so fucking tight, wet and hot, if you
move I'm going to come inside you Bry and you digging you finger into me
isn't really helping either", he hissed.

"oh sorry", I pulled my hands away from his chest, my finger created little
crescents across his Pecs, they were red and some where bloody...damn, I
need to stop scratch when I'm turned on "ok...then think of something
that's not hot".

"Like what bry...like what?" he panted biting down on his lips.

"Uh...think of I don't know Markus naked in the shower...jerking off"

"Not helping!"

"Uhmmm think of Old Man Foster...having sex with your...mom" ewww total
dick deflator.

"Fuck Bryson...I want to last longer, not fucking puke and have to go to
therapy for the rest of my life", he said angrily.

"hahahah", I bursted into laughter, he's so cute and funny when he's
pissed, I couldn't stop laughing and that caused my body to shake a lot and
before I knew it, he came. The hot liquid exploded inside me, I could feel
it. He groaned and thrusted his hips...fucking 9 shot of cum inside
me...what a shooter.

"That was so hot", I smiled at him.

"Oh yea..." he smirked.

"Mmmhmmm, you're still hard, I'm ready wanna go again?" I didn't wait for
him to reply, I just started riding him slowly.

"Wait...wait stop", he held onto my waist and shrieked "stop...please...
sensitive"

"oh sorry forgot...this is wow...we are so going to look back on this and
laugh, quite a memorable first time" then it hit me what I'd said...I won't
see him till next year...he's going to meet someone better and hotter than
me, not that I am even hot at all. I looked down at him smiling weakly then
brushed my fingers against his stubbly cheeks, he smile back at me and took
my hands in his and brought it to his lips, kissing all five fingers,
before I felt him thrust slowly. I moaned in pleasure and gasped when he
hit a spot inside me that caused me to see stars.

He slowly thrusted in and out of me, I dugged my fingernails back into his
chest again he growled and next thing I know, I'm flipped, I'm now laying
on my back while he's on top of me. He places my legs on his shoulder and
thrust in harder and faster, he stretches into a push up position and
starts going faster. The sound of wet flesh hitting against wet flesh
filled the room.

"Oh god, I'm inside you...you're so fucking perfect Bryson...I love you so
much" he grunts, before going in for my neck, nibbling, suckling, teasing
and biting on the flesh. It drove me wild; I pushed my hips up to meet his
hard thrusts. He pulled back and kissed me roughly, our tongues danced
around in each other's mouth, his hot breathe caressed my face. His rock
hard abs, abs so hard and defined I could wash my true religion on those
babies, they milked my dick. I bit down hard on his shoulders and scratched
his back, he groaned in pain and pleasure. One more hard thrust and I came
exploding all over his chest and mine. I heard him whimper, before he
exploded inside me again, but it leaked out, I could feel it warm sliding
down my cheeks. Shit mom's going to be so pissed when she washes the
sheets. He collapsed on me and shook from the aftershocks.

He slid of me, then pulled me close to him and kissed me. I smiled against
his lips and breathe out shakily.

"I love you babe", he smiled and caressed my cheeks.

"Me too", I mouthed the words, smiling bashfully at him. What a beauty he
was. His dirty blonde hair was long and he had the cutest little cowlick on
front of his head that cause long strand of hair to dangle in front of his
face. No matter how many times he raked his hands through his hair or moved
the hair away from his eyes it always came back to dangle in front of his
face. He's eyes were my favourite; they were a light blue, almost white and
a dark ring on the outside of it. His long dark lashes make them looks more
striking. He had a cute nose and hot damn don't get me started on those
lips, so soft, yet rough at the same time. They were really pink against
his slightly pale skin. He was a spitting image of someone I knew...

"You know you look exactly like Taylor Kitsch!" I whispered, twirling his
hair between my fingers.

"Taylor Kitsch..." he rolled his eyes.

"Yep, you know the actor/ hockey player...that's you look like, you could
totally be his twin"

"I know who he is, I get that a lot from people...but I honestly don't see
the resemblance".

"What! how can you not, I mean you both have the same hair and facial
structure...and holy shit you have the exact same cute nose. But you have
more muscle, he's leaner, you are just all muscle"

"You don't like that...I mean am I too muscular...I mean it's because of
football, coach wants us to bulk up...but I can try and make myself more
leaner if you want". What a sweetheart, too bad he'll be leaving
soon. Besides there's no point I won't even get to see him, he'll be in
California mingling with some hot tan guy.

"Oh god no...I love you just the way you are...I wouldn't want to change a
thing; your body is like...a temple. You can't change anything, I love your
body it's so sexy...I wish I could look like you...in fact if anyone needs
work, it's me. I mean look at me, I'm so skinny both my thighs together
aren't even half of your biceps. I'm so plain and simple"

"Oh shut up, you are perfect...I LOVE you the way you are, scrawny, sexy
and perfect. I wouldn't have you any other way babe"

"Ha, so you agree, I am scrawny!"

"Oh Bryson, just stop talking haha, hey no one has come in to see how
you're doing"

"Ya...they understand we need our time together...but mom might come in and
check up on us"

"Ahh, god it's good to have you in my arms again" too bad it won't be
forever. Shut up quit brining the fucking mood down.

"Mmmhmmm, I love you...hhehehe I can't stop saying it" I giggled and buried
my face in his chest.

"Hahaha I know what you mean...god I'm going to be miserable without you",
he sighed.

"Please don't leave...I mean can't you stay for the night please just tell
your folks, you stayed over at a friend's" I begged, scooting closer to
him.

"Hey I'm not going anywhere babe, I'm right here", he whispered kissing my
forehead. Yes you are...

Knowing my shark was leaving soon was making me depressed, I hardly ate
anything and every time I saw him, I choked up so I avoided him, he called
almost 72 times in a day, came over to my house but I made my mom tell him
I was asleep, but he knew I was avoiding him, so he would climb up my
window and knock on it, but I quickly ran into the bathroom and hid there,
he would call my name and beg me to come out. His voice always cracked, I
could tell he was always on the verge of tears. But I couldn't see him,
look at his face, or I would just die...I can't imagine my life without
him. Maybe avoiding him till he left would be the best thing for me.

I was walking towards my locker...today was the last day till he moved and
I hadn't seen in his face in so long, I was in more pain than you can ever
imagine, my body was sore and on fire because the cuts I had made were
hurting but I loved it...it kept my mind of him. I got to my locker and
quickly opened it I had to hurry up if I ran into him I don't know what I
would do, so I grabbed my books and closed my locker.

"Bryson, baby...please wait up, talk to me...stop walking", I heard him
yell down the hall. OH SHIT FUCK CRAP BALLS! Ok calm down Bryson calm your
freaking tits! Deep breathe...now you're just going to keep walking like
normal...k maybe a little faster, just pretend you don't hear him...awww
fuck, I should have taken my IPod. I quickly took the first turn to get rid
of him, my heart was beating fast, and I was panting breathlessly. I
quickly ran outside and hid behind a huge monster truck, hoping and praying
to god he didn't follow me out here. But obviously god wasn't listening to
my prayers, because I heard the door open and someone walk out, their feet
crunched against the gravel.

"Bryson, I know you're out here somewhere, baby please talk to me, come
out...let's just talk, stop running away from me", his breathe was labour
and I could tell I was hurting him.

"shit-shit-shit-shit" I muttered quietly to myself, when I noticed him
coming towards the truck. I quickly turned around and tip toe the other way
so he wouldn't see me, but my stupid ass textbook dropped.

"Bry..." he whispered. Walking towards me, I could see he was shaking; his
eyes were glassy and red.

"I...I'm sorry, I...I have to go", I whispered, but before I could turn
around his arms snaked around me and pulled me close to him. I sighed and
pressed my back against his chest...fuck it I don't care anymore I just
want him.

"Don't you ever run away from me baby, it hurts...I didn't know what to do
it felt like I was living a nightmare bry, why'd you it...why'd you run
away from me", he whispered behind me. He pressed me against the truck and
started thrusting his hips against me, he was hard and leaking.

"I'm sorry, I was ju-". He spun me around quickly and captured his lips
with mine and slowly traced his tongue on my lower lip, begging for an
entrance. I whimpered and pulled him close to me, god I've missed him.

He pushed up against the wall, our lips still molded; he quickly undid my
pants and then undid his. Lifting me off the ground and wrapped my legs
around his lean waist. I placed my hands on his shoulders and yanked his
hair back. Hot fucking damn, sex in the back of the school, how hotter can
this get? He positioned his cock and pressed it at the entrance of my
hole. I gasped and bit my lip, it still hurt.

"Oh fuck...did you get tighter?" he asked in surprise. I shrugged and took
a deep breath. I felt him slip past my ring and I let out a yelp "did you
get bigger", I shrieked, he chuckled and kissed my nose.

He pushed in deeper and then stopped. I took a deep breath and did the best
I could to relax. He thrust slightly so the head of his cock moved in and
out of my ass a little. Over the following minutes he slowly worked more of
his cock head in, making me moan and gasp ever so often.

When the whole thing fully slipped in I let out another yelp of pain and He
stopped moving, "Take a deep breath," he whispered to me, "relax, the pain
will pass. It'll hurt if I pull out."

I nodded and took deep breath "You're so fucking thick..."

"Mmm I know, sorry..." he gave a cute crooked smile. I started moving up
and down slowly, but he held on tight to my hips and said "Don't...don't
move just stay still...I don't want this to end. I want to be inside you
forever". He rested his head on my shoulder and made a sound that was
between a moan and a sigh.

I held his head in my hands and shower his face with soft kisses,
whispering I love you's after each one.

We stayed like that for almost 10mins, I could tell by the way he was
shaking that he was really close.

"Shark, the bell's going to ring real soon..." I whispered

"Mmmmmm, I don't care, what can they do to me, I leave tonight". I tensed
up when he said that, it was like he had given up, like he was just letting
it happen...letting us drift apart. "I'm sorry Bry, I know how hard this is
for you", he murmured against my neck.

I smiled weakliy and kissed his forehead, lifting my hips up and slamming
down hard on his dick. He grunted and thrusted up against me, I could feel
his getting bigger; he reached for my dick and started jerking it fast and
hard. Lightly grazing his fingernail on the underside of my dick, making me
squirmed and ride him harder.

"Holy fuck!" He screamed. I raked my hands through his hair and pulled back
so he was looking up at the sky.

"Don't stop...please don't stop, oh yea...oh god right there...oh shit, I'm
cummi-"

I felt his finger block my piss slit so I couldn't cum, I looked up at him
in shock, frustration and pure total pleasure.

"You're not coming until I say so", he panted, smirking at me.

What he was doing was causing new sensation to run through me and I drove
me wild, I started bucking against him.

"Oh, fuck...here it comes baby get ready to cum", he growled.

He came really hard like me; I messed up his shirt and mine. And he coated
my inside with his thick spunk. I was so exhausted and just ugh...I blacked
out; last thing I remember was his voice and his lips.

When I woke up, I was in his room; he was leaning on his elbow staring at
me with a smile on his face. Why I always black out after the most intense
moments is beyond me.

"Hey love", he whispered.

"Hi..." I yawned and placed my head on his chest, his sweet scent calmed
me. For some reason, every time I smell something, I expect it to smell
like Mint and Cherry...don't even go there Bryson...just don't!

"How you feeling?" he asked, his rough hands brushed my cheeks and I
shivered in response.

"Good", I stretched out my body. "What time is it?"

"4:00pm, School just ended and I...I leave at 6:00...I'm sorry, I shouldn't
have even brought that up".

"Hey", I grabbed his arm and pulled him close to me "it's ok...I guess I
just have to get used to it", I smiled weakly and kissed his cheek. Truth
is I will never get over it...till I see him again...I mean what the hell
am I going to do, I mean the kids at school are going to ruin me and ...and
Stiles and just shit...here come the waterworks. I dug my fingernails into
my palm and willed myself not to cry.

"I...I've got something for you" he reached over to his duffel bag and
pulled out two boxes, I was blue with a yellow ribbon and another green
more long rectangular box with a purple bow on it. I noticed his room was
packed and ready to be evacuated...shit he really is moving huhn?

"Oh, uhm what are they?" I asked holding them in my hands and shaking them.

"Don't ask me silly, open it"

I looked up at him and smiled. Then attack the box ripping it open, I could
hear him laughing at my excitement when I open the first box. It was a
simple beautiful ring, silver with little diamond encrusted on it, on the
inside was an inscription carved in "BE THE ONE AND ONLY".

I was about to reach over and kiss him but he pulled back and smiled "open
the other one babe".

While I was struggling to open the other box, a sweet soft music fill the
room, it sounded like The Fray...his favourite band. When I finally opened
the box, it was a necklace, made of black leather and the pendant was a
cute little shark and it was had an inscription carved in "WAIT FOR ME; LET
ME BE YOUR ONLY ONE".

"Listen to the lyrics of this song babe...it's our song..." he whispered,
as he removed the necklace I had taken from him and placed it back around
his neck where it belonged and put the new on me, then he slipped the ring
into my middle finger and smiled.

I lay against his chest and listen to the song, with tears in my eyes.

"I will be the only one
If you say you'll never go
I'll be screaming out your name
From the back of row

Be the one and only, wait for me
Will you be the only one"
Will you be, be the one and only
Wait for me; let me be your only one"*


We drove to the airport together, his hands in mine. He never told his
parents about us, so we had to pretend we were just good friends. He wanted
to hold my hand and come out but I didn't want that I wanted us to leave in
happiness, wanted him to be happy not scared.

"I'm going to miss you so much baby", he whispered against my lips, once
his parent left us to say our goodbyes.

"Me too", I squeaked trying to hold back my tears but they came flooding
out as he leaned into kiss me. "I love you so much Shark...god I love you"
I cried out.

His arms tightened around me, "Wait for me...let me be your only one", he
whispered against my ear, before walking away fast. I sat on the floor and
watched him leave, my shark...my love...my savoir...my rock. He looked back
once more his eyes were red, blowing me a kiss and a slow wink. He
disappeared into the Jet way.

Tyson and stiles came back to get me, they both tried to reach out to me,
talk to me, cheer me up but I just sat there and sat there in autopilot. I
was basically like that for 2 week. The kids at school hurt me, my mom
tried to help me, so did Parker but I shut them out. Tyson knew he couldn't
even come near me, so he let me alone. Stiles was the only one who kept
trying and it drove me crazy, no matter how mean and bitter I was towards
him. He never gave up...neither did Markus. The day after Shark left he
came over and we hugged each other and cried on his bed. He told me a lot
about Braeden, that I never knew...the one thing that surprises me was that
his parent did know he was gay but they ignored it...because they felt it
would go away if they did. Braeden's mom had told Markus...he was going to
tell braeden but he never got to it.

I was in the living room that night, mom and parker were on a ladies night
out, and Tyson went to some stupid road trip with his stupid frat
buddies. I was home alone with Stiles, I did my best to avoid him by acting
like I was asleep but pretending to sleep was actually really tiring and
boring. And the fresh scars on my body where rubbing against the sheet. I
loved it but it messed my clothes up, so I went to the living and turn he
TV on. I hear feet running down the stair...SHIT!

"Hey I thought you would never wake up...how are you feeling?" he smiled at
me and sat down beside me. He had on nothing but these flimsy pair of silk
boxer short my mom had bought all the guys in the house. When her fetish
for silk started.

"Uh...I'm fine" I said quickly getting up to leave, when he pulled me back.

"Hey, where are you going, you just got here...why do you keep running away
from me. Did I offend, hurt you...say something I shouldn't have said...if
I did let me know please", he said placing his hand on my shoulder. The
smell...MINT AND FUCKING CHERRY flooded my nose.

"Uhm...you didn't do anything...I...I... just forget it please", my voice
quivered. My buried feelings were coming back up again...and this time my
saviour wasn't here for me and knowing that scared me.

"You know...I remember something...but kept them to myself because I wasn't
sure what to say to you, I mean you were with Braeden...that...that would
have been awkward".

"Oh, god..." I whispered to myself. He was moving closer to me now.

"Brooks..." he whispered, his face was now inched from mine...the smell,
his smell. God I loved that scent.

"...I..." I couldn't think of anything to say or do.

"I know I haven't really been myself...but I can't help this feeling I get
when I see you...it had always happened like when I saw you at the
hospital. I was confused but at the same time...I...I feel this connected
between us and shit it scared me...a lot. I may not really remember
much...but there's one thing I do remember and that's...that's realizing
I...I lov-"the door bell rang interrupting his speech.

He got up and went to open it, while I sat there and twirled shark's ring
in my finger. Shark...where are you...I need you.

"Uh...uhm Brooks..." Stiles called his face a mixture of shock, anger, and
confusion.

"What...who is it?" I asked getting up from the couch.

"May...May I come in", I heard a familiar voice speak...is that...no way it
couldn't be.

"S...shark..."I whispered in shock. My Shark was right there in front of
me, his bags on the floor beside him and a little baby that looked a lot
like him in his arms.

AHHHH! WHAT A CHAPTER lol hope you guyz love it as much as I do. This
chapter is especially for my best friend, my life, my rock, my girl.
Azzy...babe I fucking love you. I honestly don't know what I would do
without. <3 stay beautiful pancake!

*Be the One- The Fray...if you guys are wondering the name of the song.