My Brother-In-Law

I watch him walk out of the kitchen while I stand there with my cock throbbing, my head fuzzy, covered in his cum, and angry tears building up inside me. Fuck him! I don’t need his ass. If he wants to continue these games that’s his problem but I’m done! I quickly jerk myself off trying to keep him out of my fantasies, replacing his face and the feeling of his cock with that of his brother. Not really succeeding, seeing as I had to bite down on my tongue hard when I came to keep myself from moaning out his name. Cleaning after myself I leave the kitchen and walk through the living room not giving Gerard a second glance. Heading straight up to the shower I disrobe and step in letting the stream of water run over my face as it soaked my hair.

“I’m not really gay.”

“You’re nothing more than a tight ass.”

“Sorry I don’t do the relationship thing…”

“You thought I actually liked you? Ha!”

“ I heard you were a good fuck. They were right.”

“Honestly? I was just using you to get to your sister.”

All I hear are those taunting and cruel voices of my exes as I let my mind wander. None of them really loved me or even liked me. I was just something for them to use any which way they liked until they got bored or no longer had a need for me. Is that all i would ever be? Just something to fuck when someone needs it? Is that all I was to Gerard right now that Lindsay was away? A shorter version of his wife to screw until she came back and he could have the real thing? The hot angry tears that had been building up let themselves free but I quickly wipe them away.

No. I’m not gonna cry. Why should I waste my tears and my heartache over a man that I knew I could never truly have but I foolishly let myself pursue. I’m stronger than that and besides I did sort of ask for it. I made the first move practically begging for him to screw me over when I blew him that first day.

Turning off the water, I exit the bathroom and wince from the dull pain in my ass as I walk to my room. Throwing on sweats and t-shirt before I throw myself in bed to wallow in my own self pity. Flicking on the T.V. to see a marathon of 1,000 Ways to Die, I get comfortable cuddling with the fluffy comforter as I get ready to watch the stupidity of other people. Three hours later after finishing an episode about an artist that had a thing for nudism and eating her own hair I turned off the television and laid in the silence staring up at the white ceiling, my eyes following the dark wood panels of the fan as they rotated. A loud rumble interrupts the peaceful silence and the pang of hunger hits me at the same time, I try to decide whether i should starve or leave the sanctuary of my room and run the high possibility of running into Gerard. That being something I was just not ready for right now. I sit and think some more until I remember the granola bar I had packed for my self that was inside my carry on bag that I had yet to unpack. Letting myself fall off the bed I crawl over to my bag extracting the bar and a bottle of water, leaning myself back against the bed while I eat my precious meal.

Once I’m done I get back into bed this time a book in my hands. I turn on my side and begin to read about the infamous rabid dog Cujo. Minutes later I start to feel my eyes droop despite my lack of physical activity throughout the day, I let myself fall asleep anyway.

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I wake up at about eight that night with the moon hitting me in the face as I open my eyes to look for my phone that keeps beeping to alert me of my incoming text. Picking it up off the floor I scroll through the text to see that they are all from Mikey, asking to see me again.

F: Sorry I was napping.

M: It’s okay. So… Do you want to go out tonight?

F: Where to?

M: Just walk around the city then go back to my place? Maybe breakfast in the morning too?

F: You want me to spend the night?

M: I don’t want you just to be some one night stand Frank.

F: Oh.

I couldn’t help the blush that spread across my face at his text. I already knew what I wanted to answer but what I really wanted was right in this house. I’m not sure if getting with Mikey again is such a good idea cause i still want Gerard but it’s blatantly obvious that all I am to him is a fucking cum bucket. I look down at my phone and then at the bedroom door trying to decide between the brothers.

Do I choose the one that undoubtedly is attracted to me in more than just a physical way or do i choose the one that’s affections are a bit undecided and married to my sister.

M: Frank?

F: Come pick me up. ;)

M: Be there in ten. :)

Putting down my phone I start to gather some clothes, my toothbrush, chargers, and basically all my necessities I would need for an overnight stay. I hastily throw on some dark blue jeans and a black and dark grey striped top with my all black Converse. Quickly I apply some eye liner and honey dew flavored chapstick before throwing that into my overnight bag too. Giving myself a once over in the mirror I look out the window and see the approaching car headlights. Locking the bedroom door and putting the T.V. on low so it sounds like I’m in there I crawl out the window and down the trellis. Running across the lawn as I race to Mikeys car, putting my bag in the back seat before I take my place beside him. He smiles at me amused by my flushed state making me blush more. I turn away and look towards the road and flap my hands in a ‘drive already!’ gesture. He quickly leans over and kisses me on the cheek before driving off.

Notes

I am SO FUCkING SORRY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Not only to everyone who reads this but especially to the lovely Killjoys-make-some-noise. PLEASE FORGIVE ME! Dont stone me. I was just not feeling this fic and I'm still kind of struggling with it so BEAR WITH ME PEOPLE!!!

Thank you though to all of those who are sticking by this even though I was gone for two months. Also guys just if you want to comment on where you see this story going or what you think might happen next do it! your thoughts would be SUPER Helpful right now!!!!!

Again thank you for reading! (sorry its shitty)

-Venomous Kiss