Gives You Hell
Dirty Business
Brendon’s P.O.V.
I didn’t really trust Justin’s intentions with Mikey when he asked to talk to him privately. I followed them to the smoking area, where Mikey lit a cigarette. I hid behind a trash bin and listened closely.
I heard Justin take in a deep breath before saying, "Pete raped me..."
My heart nearly stopped. Surely Justin was talking about a different Pete?
"Pete?” Mikey asked, as stunned as I was, “Stoner guy, loves everyone, Pete Wentz?"
"Yea… The one in Social Studies."
"Oh my God, Just..."
Mikey stood and pulled Justin into a tight embrace. Justin started crying into his shoulder, accepting the comfort that Mikey was currently providing.
"I-I just couldn't get him off of m-me... H-He was too s-strong."
"It's okay... It wasn't your fault. Have you told anybody?"
"O-only you."
Mikey held Justin tightly, letting him cry. He offered his cigarette to Justin, who took it. He smoked it down to the butt in no time, which showed exactly how stressed he was. Mikey lit another cigarette and sighed, "You're gonna be okay. We'll get through this together..."
I never really liked Justin, but I could see that he was really hurting. If I could become friends with Mikey, then I was sure that I could at least learn to get along with his only other friend. Friend or not, though, nobody deserved to be raped.
I snuck away from Mikey and Justin, leaving them alone. I had a stoner to find.
Pete was exactly where I thought he’d be- in the bleachers, smoking his pot. When he saw me, he waved- however, the smile on his face disappeared when he saw the look on my face.
“What the hell is wrong with you, Pete?” I demanded, taking the joint he was currently smoking out of his mouth and threw it down, stomping on it. “Why the hell would you rape some kid?”
“What?”
“You heard me, Wentz. You fucking raped Siegel, you dick!”
“No I didn’t,” Pete insisted, “I bet your boyfriend told you that just to fuck with our friendship.”
I glared at him. “First of all, Mikey didn’t tell me. I overheard it. Second, I doubt that Justin would lie about this, considering how serious rape is.”
“Even if I did rape him,” Pete hissed, “You don’t have proof. For all you know, he’s just trying to steal Mikey back. Sympathy does a lot, y’know.”
“Even if that were the plan,” I said, “You can’t fake those tears that I saw. You can’t fake the fear and helplessness that I saw on that kid’s face. I may not have proof, but I’m having a hard time believing you. For all I know, you may’ve been high when you did that. But I swear, if you come near either of them, if you touch them, I’ll kick your ass so hard, your fucking pot won’t help you escape the real world.”
With that, I left Pete alone, seething in my anger.
“Mikey… I know what happened to Justin.”
Mikey’s eyes widened, fear evident in his eyes. “Brendon, how-”
“Don’t be mad,” I said, “But I followed you two and listened in.”
Mikey shook his head, biting his lip. “Bren, this really scares me and I don’t know what I’m supposed to do.” He gave me a helpless look. “Justin’s terrified of Pete! Pete! I mean, I had a feeling that Pete may have had a thing for Justin, but I didn’t think he’d rape him.”
A shaky sigh escaped Mikey as he buried his face into my chest. “I… I feel so helpless, Bren.”
I wrapped my arms around Mikey and kissed his hair. “Shh… I’ve got you, Mikes.” I sighed heavily, determined to help in any way I could. “Look, I know Pete’s not going to try it again. That’s obvious. I’m pretty sure that he must’ve been on something stronger than weed when he did that, anyway. If Pete really does have a thing for Justin, he’ll actually try to fix this himself.”
“If Pete has a thing for Justin, he’s ruined his chances,” Mikey sighed.
“I’m not gonna deny that,” I said, “But remember that Pete really does have a way with words. I… I’m not trying to defend him, but really, he is a decent guy.”
“Well… yeah. I know. I mean, he’s one of the reasons why I haven’t given up on humanity,” Mikey said, “Which is why I’m so shocked that he did this.”
I was about to say something else when someone knocked on Mikey’s door. Mikey opened the door and moved aside, allowing Justin to enter.
“Hey, guys,” Justin mumbled. Mikey immediately brought him in for an embrace, sighing.
“You’re not okay, are you?” Mikey asked, running a hand through Justin’s hair. Justin shook his head before burying his face into the crook of Mikey’s neck. Mikey gave me a look of sadness, not sure how to go about this.
“Do you want some coffee or something, Justin?” Mikey asked sweetly, offering a comforting smile to Justin. Justin returned the smile and nodded. Mikey pulled away from the embrace and left for the kitchen, leaving the two of us alone.
Before an awkward silence began to form, I sighed. “Look, man… I know you and I don’t see eye to eye, but I really want to help you. I’m still shocked that Pete would do such a thing, so please forgive me for giving him the benefit of the doubt-”
“I’d expect that from you,” Justin said, cutting me off, “And I get why. I just… I feel so…”
“Violated?”
“Exactly.”
“Well, if it makes you feel any better, the football team has pictures of me making out with Mikey… they… they’re threatening to expose us to my parents.”
“You haven’t come out to your parents?”
“My dad’s Mormon and my mom’s as old-fashioned as my grandmother,” I deadpanned, “You wouldn’t have come out if your parents were like that.”
“Point taken,” Justin sighed, “But don’t you think Mikey would-”
“Mikey understands… I’m not exactly sure why, but he really does understand.”
Justin gave me a confused look. “He… he hasn’t told you yet?”
“Told me what, exactly?”
“I… Brendon, it’s not my story to tell,” Justin sighed, “He’ll tell you when he’s good and ready.”
I nodded, simply deciding that now wasn’t a good idea to pry. If it really was a big deal, I could trust Mikey to tell me.
“I wanted to tell you that I’m sorry,” Justin said after a period of silence. “I’m really sorry for judging you so harshly. There are times when I feel like you’re taking my best friend away from me, but this whole ordeal showed me that he still cares, and that you’re willing to put aside our differences to make Mikey happy. I guess it’s time that I do the same thing. Truce?”
Justin held out his hand, and I took it. “Truce.”
Mikey came back in a few minutes later with some coffee for the three of us. He sat down beside me and across from Justin. “How are you holding up?”
“I’m fine, for the most part,” Justin sighed, taking a sip of his coffee. “Like I was telling Brendon, I feel so violated. Mikes, I feel so dirty and vulnerable… I don’t know what to do.”
Mikey gave Justin a look of sympathy. “Oh, Justin…” He stood and walked over to him, gently wrapping his arms around him. “Shh… you’ll be okay, Justin… you’ll be okay.” He kissed the top of Justin’s head, acting very much like an older brother. “It’s gonna take time, but you’re not alone in this.”
Mikey gave me a look, silently pleading that I help support Justin. I nodded, knowing that it would mean quite a bit to the two of them. Mikey gave a small smile of thanks to me as he rubbed Justin’s back.
“Justin,” Mikey murmured, “If you want, you can stay the night.”
“Th-thank you, M-M-Mikey,” Justin sniffled, accepting his offer. Mikey nodded in response and gently began to lead him upstairs. I was about to follow them when Gerard stopped me.
“You’re strong, right?” I nodded. “Good. Do you think you can help me with something in the garage?”
“Yeah, sure.” I followed Gerard into the garage, only to discover that there was nothing that had to be done. Before I had a chance to ask any questions, Gerard said, “Give them a little bit of time alone. They haven’t had any chances to actually hang out together, and I think that, right now, they need few minutes together.”
I nodded, and we began to pass the time by discussing music.
It only felt like mere minutes, but in actuality, an hour passed us by. I now understood why Frank was so attracted to Gerard. He was definitely a keeper.
I went upstairs to Mikey’s room, seeing a sight that, frankly, didn’t surprise me. Mikey and Justin were curled up together on Mikey’s bed, sleeping. Mikey was holding Justin to his chest protectively, offering the comfort that he was usually the one receiving. Strangely enough, though, I wasn’t jealous. In fact, I found it rather endearing.
Instead of waking either of them, I carefully joined them in the bed, noting that the three of us fit in it very comfortably. I draped an arm over Mikey and Justin, pressing a kiss to Mikey’s lips as I got comfortable. I fell asleep, not really caring that there was one extra person with us this evening.
I didn’t really trust Justin’s intentions with Mikey when he asked to talk to him privately. I followed them to the smoking area, where Mikey lit a cigarette. I hid behind a trash bin and listened closely.
I heard Justin take in a deep breath before saying, "Pete raped me..."
My heart nearly stopped. Surely Justin was talking about a different Pete?
"Pete?” Mikey asked, as stunned as I was, “Stoner guy, loves everyone, Pete Wentz?"
"Yea… The one in Social Studies."
"Oh my God, Just..."
Mikey stood and pulled Justin into a tight embrace. Justin started crying into his shoulder, accepting the comfort that Mikey was currently providing.
"I-I just couldn't get him off of m-me... H-He was too s-strong."
"It's okay... It wasn't your fault. Have you told anybody?"
"O-only you."
Mikey held Justin tightly, letting him cry. He offered his cigarette to Justin, who took it. He smoked it down to the butt in no time, which showed exactly how stressed he was. Mikey lit another cigarette and sighed, "You're gonna be okay. We'll get through this together..."
I never really liked Justin, but I could see that he was really hurting. If I could become friends with Mikey, then I was sure that I could at least learn to get along with his only other friend. Friend or not, though, nobody deserved to be raped.
I snuck away from Mikey and Justin, leaving them alone. I had a stoner to find.
Pete was exactly where I thought he’d be- in the bleachers, smoking his pot. When he saw me, he waved- however, the smile on his face disappeared when he saw the look on my face.
“What the hell is wrong with you, Pete?” I demanded, taking the joint he was currently smoking out of his mouth and threw it down, stomping on it. “Why the hell would you rape some kid?”
“What?”
“You heard me, Wentz. You fucking raped Siegel, you dick!”
“No I didn’t,” Pete insisted, “I bet your boyfriend told you that just to fuck with our friendship.”
I glared at him. “First of all, Mikey didn’t tell me. I overheard it. Second, I doubt that Justin would lie about this, considering how serious rape is.”
“Even if I did rape him,” Pete hissed, “You don’t have proof. For all you know, he’s just trying to steal Mikey back. Sympathy does a lot, y’know.”
“Even if that were the plan,” I said, “You can’t fake those tears that I saw. You can’t fake the fear and helplessness that I saw on that kid’s face. I may not have proof, but I’m having a hard time believing you. For all I know, you may’ve been high when you did that. But I swear, if you come near either of them, if you touch them, I’ll kick your ass so hard, your fucking pot won’t help you escape the real world.”
With that, I left Pete alone, seething in my anger.
“Mikey… I know what happened to Justin.”
Mikey’s eyes widened, fear evident in his eyes. “Brendon, how-”
“Don’t be mad,” I said, “But I followed you two and listened in.”
Mikey shook his head, biting his lip. “Bren, this really scares me and I don’t know what I’m supposed to do.” He gave me a helpless look. “Justin’s terrified of Pete! Pete! I mean, I had a feeling that Pete may have had a thing for Justin, but I didn’t think he’d rape him.”
A shaky sigh escaped Mikey as he buried his face into my chest. “I… I feel so helpless, Bren.”
I wrapped my arms around Mikey and kissed his hair. “Shh… I’ve got you, Mikes.” I sighed heavily, determined to help in any way I could. “Look, I know Pete’s not going to try it again. That’s obvious. I’m pretty sure that he must’ve been on something stronger than weed when he did that, anyway. If Pete really does have a thing for Justin, he’ll actually try to fix this himself.”
“If Pete has a thing for Justin, he’s ruined his chances,” Mikey sighed.
“I’m not gonna deny that,” I said, “But remember that Pete really does have a way with words. I… I’m not trying to defend him, but really, he is a decent guy.”
“Well… yeah. I know. I mean, he’s one of the reasons why I haven’t given up on humanity,” Mikey said, “Which is why I’m so shocked that he did this.”
I was about to say something else when someone knocked on Mikey’s door. Mikey opened the door and moved aside, allowing Justin to enter.
“Hey, guys,” Justin mumbled. Mikey immediately brought him in for an embrace, sighing.
“You’re not okay, are you?” Mikey asked, running a hand through Justin’s hair. Justin shook his head before burying his face into the crook of Mikey’s neck. Mikey gave me a look of sadness, not sure how to go about this.
“Do you want some coffee or something, Justin?” Mikey asked sweetly, offering a comforting smile to Justin. Justin returned the smile and nodded. Mikey pulled away from the embrace and left for the kitchen, leaving the two of us alone.
Before an awkward silence began to form, I sighed. “Look, man… I know you and I don’t see eye to eye, but I really want to help you. I’m still shocked that Pete would do such a thing, so please forgive me for giving him the benefit of the doubt-”
“I’d expect that from you,” Justin said, cutting me off, “And I get why. I just… I feel so…”
“Violated?”
“Exactly.”
“Well, if it makes you feel any better, the football team has pictures of me making out with Mikey… they… they’re threatening to expose us to my parents.”
“You haven’t come out to your parents?”
“My dad’s Mormon and my mom’s as old-fashioned as my grandmother,” I deadpanned, “You wouldn’t have come out if your parents were like that.”
“Point taken,” Justin sighed, “But don’t you think Mikey would-”
“Mikey understands… I’m not exactly sure why, but he really does understand.”
Justin gave me a confused look. “He… he hasn’t told you yet?”
“Told me what, exactly?”
“I… Brendon, it’s not my story to tell,” Justin sighed, “He’ll tell you when he’s good and ready.”
I nodded, simply deciding that now wasn’t a good idea to pry. If it really was a big deal, I could trust Mikey to tell me.
“I wanted to tell you that I’m sorry,” Justin said after a period of silence. “I’m really sorry for judging you so harshly. There are times when I feel like you’re taking my best friend away from me, but this whole ordeal showed me that he still cares, and that you’re willing to put aside our differences to make Mikey happy. I guess it’s time that I do the same thing. Truce?”
Justin held out his hand, and I took it. “Truce.”
Mikey came back in a few minutes later with some coffee for the three of us. He sat down beside me and across from Justin. “How are you holding up?”
“I’m fine, for the most part,” Justin sighed, taking a sip of his coffee. “Like I was telling Brendon, I feel so violated. Mikes, I feel so dirty and vulnerable… I don’t know what to do.”
Mikey gave Justin a look of sympathy. “Oh, Justin…” He stood and walked over to him, gently wrapping his arms around him. “Shh… you’ll be okay, Justin… you’ll be okay.” He kissed the top of Justin’s head, acting very much like an older brother. “It’s gonna take time, but you’re not alone in this.”
Mikey gave me a look, silently pleading that I help support Justin. I nodded, knowing that it would mean quite a bit to the two of them. Mikey gave a small smile of thanks to me as he rubbed Justin’s back.
“Justin,” Mikey murmured, “If you want, you can stay the night.”
“Th-thank you, M-M-Mikey,” Justin sniffled, accepting his offer. Mikey nodded in response and gently began to lead him upstairs. I was about to follow them when Gerard stopped me.
“You’re strong, right?” I nodded. “Good. Do you think you can help me with something in the garage?”
“Yeah, sure.” I followed Gerard into the garage, only to discover that there was nothing that had to be done. Before I had a chance to ask any questions, Gerard said, “Give them a little bit of time alone. They haven’t had any chances to actually hang out together, and I think that, right now, they need few minutes together.”
I nodded, and we began to pass the time by discussing music.
It only felt like mere minutes, but in actuality, an hour passed us by. I now understood why Frank was so attracted to Gerard. He was definitely a keeper.
I went upstairs to Mikey’s room, seeing a sight that, frankly, didn’t surprise me. Mikey and Justin were curled up together on Mikey’s bed, sleeping. Mikey was holding Justin to his chest protectively, offering the comfort that he was usually the one receiving. Strangely enough, though, I wasn’t jealous. In fact, I found it rather endearing.
Instead of waking either of them, I carefully joined them in the bed, noting that the three of us fit in it very comfortably. I draped an arm over Mikey and Justin, pressing a kiss to Mikey’s lips as I got comfortable. I fell asleep, not really caring that there was one extra person with us this evening.
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Not to sound rude or anything, but we've been incredibly busy lately and fan fiction takes a backseat to the real world. I'm not sure when it will be updated, but it will (eventually) be updated.
6/20/14