Date: Sun, 25 Apr 2010 14:14:27 -0700 (PDT) From: Demitiri Symone <demitirik@yahoo.com> Subject: Jorge Papi 20 Copyright- My name is Demitiri and I am a 19 year old Russian male and this is another time for me writing these types of stories. Please enjoy because I'd like to continue writing stories. Thoughts, comments, suggestions, or would you just want to talk? Please be gentle. Email- demitiriK@yahoo.com. I don't bite =] Notes- I hope you enjoy chapter. From now on the chapters will be shorter because I am very busy. But please send feedback :) "Why you always gotta flip out on me?" "Cause you always bothering me Eric leave me the fuck alone!" "You know what Chris ever since you and Steven got back together you been acting real damn funny! I thought I was your brother but you know what?Fuck you!" "Bye bitch!" Fuck Eric. Fuck him to hell. That was my bestfriend but I don't give two shits about him anymore. The only important person in my life now was Steven. Jorge still tries to talk to me even though we've been broken up for months, I think he still has feelings but I don't. But enough of this thinking mess I need to get up and get ready for school, in just two more months I'll finally graduating. Unfortunately for me Steven was in California for a sick relative and it was raining which means I had no way to get to school dry. Fuck it I'll just stay home its just one day of school. Laying in my king size bed my mind roamed on all the shit that's happened in the past, starting with me meeting Jorge and then just ending it. He was such a great boy and as to why I left I still don't know it. People just abondon other people in life so we all just have to accept that. Then my mind came to my dearest Eric who would give his own life only to see me happy. As to why we aren't friends anymore I can't answer that question. Shit happens, so to speak. Then all of a sudden my phone absolutely had to ring! I hate it when that happens and I hate it even more when it's somebody who i hate! "What the fuck do you want?" "Oh Chrissy, I've missed your attitude so much." "Jorgey I'm sorry." "For what?" "Everything. I've played with your heart so many times and strung you along a wild ride and look what you havw to represent it. Not a damn thing. That's all my fault papi and I just can't get over it!" "Well I don't know what to tell you. You want Steven so he can have you. I'm ready to move on." "Move on with who?" "Nobody now but somebody soon." "I swear I'll kill the bitch, who the fuck are you with?" "Chrissy you know I'll never lie to you so believe me when I say I'm alone." "Oh ok." "Do you still want me?" "I don't know. I'm so confused and I can't pick between you and Steven. This is killing me!" "Well I still love you Chrissy. And whenever you're ready for me to put that ring on your finger I'll be only a call away." "I love you to papi." Oh boy what's wrong with me? I love Jorge so much more than he even thinks. He's the guy who I want to grow old with, he's the guy I want to be in my life forever, he's just the one for me yet I'm being such a idiot. Ever since Steven left I've only thought about him maybe once or twice. When you're in a relationship with someone you 'love' they should constantly pop into your mind even if they not around. The only person who's been popping into my mind is Jorge. All the wondeful little things he did to show his affection, how he would hold me or bite me or lick me, how he would talk to me about how he wants our future to be. With any other person I would he creeped out if they were talking about the future but with Jorge I wanted to talk about it. I felt so secured and love around him and I kinda miss it. But if I really do miss it why am I in Steven's bed instead of Jorge's? "You called me back Chrissy?" "Yea.. I'm here thinking about how we use to be and fuck I'm so damn confused I just want to cry my eyes away." "Don't do that baby, you want me to come over?" In my mind I'm screaming no I'm over you just leave me in peace already! But then again I don't want to actually say that out loud because then we'll definently be over. "Yeah Jorgey I'll be waiting." "Ok on my way now." "Thanks." When he finally came over to Steven's house I felt all my troubles go away. Seeing my Colombian epitome of a man had me weak in the knees, I wanted to jump to my knees and apologize for all the mess I've put him through, I wanted to let him know that he was mines and nobody elses. I just wanted him to hold me and tell me everything would go back to the way it use to be. We stood there hugging each other without any words being spoke but I couldn't help but cry. They weren't tears of sadness they were tears of joy. I was joyful because the love of my life was back and I didn't want to let him leave me again or I wouldn't be able to carry on with my life. This boy meant the world to me, he had my heart, my mind, my soul, my body and anything else I had. I'm his and he's mine. "Chrissy... lets not do this again." "Lets not leave each other when we're at our most vulnerable points. I damn near lost my mind thinking you didn't want to be with me. I went to therapists, doctors, talked to my family and I couldn't go a single day without crying. Its all your fucking fault" "Papi I'm sorry." "Yeah you better be. Put me through some shit like that again and I might have to knock you out." "Bitch please." "Ughh... what have I told you about your fresh ass mouth?" "You told me if I kept acting up you would have to shut me up." "And as much as I'd love to do that there's still so much we need to talk about." "Like?" "Eric." "Fuck an Eric! I don't give two shits about him." "Don't say that because you know its not true." "Oh yes it is." "Chrissy thats been your bestfriend for as long as you've been alive. How the hell are you just going to through that relationship out the window like it was nothing?" "Because he's never done anything for me. Fuck an Eric like I said." "Bullshit! You know damn well that boy has gone to the end of the earth for your ass but what have you ever done for him? Have you even said thank you?" "Well no I haven't." "See thats your problem you mad fucking ungrateful, you rude, you mean, you a real messed up person but you got two people who really fucking love you but no for some dumbass reason you jus have to push them away!" "Jorgey all I hear out ya mouth is you, you, you, you! Why am I the one getting yelled out here? What do you do!?" "I don't know Christiano, feel me in please. Tell me all the wrong shit I do." He had me there. I honestly can't think of one bad thing Jorge has ever done. And he's completely right about me. I am rude and all those other negative traits, I am pushing away the only people who love me. For what? Hell if I know. But I do know I want him to stop yelling at me. Just hold me tight and tell me all our issues are in the past and we're going to move past them. "I don't like it when you call me that name." "Sorry Chrissy. Lets go." "Where we going?" "My house. I don't want you here, I want you with me." "Ok. Can I ask you a question?" "Sure what is it?" "Have you been fucking anybody else since we've been broken up?" "Haha no Chrissy, I've got months of sexual frustration and I'm ready to take it all out on you." "Ok papi." And off we went, lovers and friends. Its about time we got back to being like this.