Whatever It Takes

„Wake up Gee, we’re here“ I heard William’s voice close to my ear and I yawned sleepily. I wouldn’t have minded to stay in this warm and cosy car all night, but of course the warmth would’ve vanish as soon as the engine would be turned off.
„…Yeah, I’m awake…I guess“ I mumbled and tried to open my heavy lids. It was pitch black outside, the only light coming from a flickering street lamp, which illuminated the near townhouses with soft orange light.
I followed Will with heavy steps to the building near us, too tired to take much in from my surroundings. All in all it looked a bit shabby, but I didn’t expect much from the start and couldn’t care less at the moment.
„Come in come in, can I get you something to drink, a tea maybe?“ William asked as he extended his arm to show me the way.
„Uhm, normally I’d go for coffee but…“
„I can make you some in the morning, no worries“ he smiled and turned away, walking into the living room and switching on the only light, which came from a naked light bulb on the ceiling.
As the lights were switched on I felt a little uneasy. There was almost nothing in his living room, but two camping chairs in front of a flat screen on a flipped over box. Moreover there were hardly any moving boxes, which would’ve explained where his furniture and personal things could be.
As I followed him into the small kitchen, which was attached to the living room, I could read the words on the only box in sight „Cam Equipment“.

„Ehhm… Will, where’s all your stuff from your old apartment? I mean, you had lots of books and music, a really good Hi-Fi system if I may say so.“ I asked with a worried expression as I slid on a bar stool next to the kitchen counter.
„I’ve sold them on ebay. I really needed the money, couldn’t find a proper job here, and things didn’t work out as planned for me.“ he smiled sadly as he fetched two mugs out of the almost empty kitchen cupboard.
„But I have a feeling that things will get better soon, at least I still got my cameras and as a real artist you’ll have to be tough, right.“ he grinned and punched my shoulder playfully.
„Yeah, nice to see that you’re handling it so well, I could learn a thing or two from you…“ I sighed and rested my head on my hand as I stared at the busy water boiler.
I always looked up to William when it came to his will to do his thing. Being a freelance photographer wasn’t easy, and obviously he struggled, but still got his own apartment and lived life how he wanted. I on the other hand wasn’t able to do anything on my own, always relying on Frank and his financial support in bad times. Of course it had been easy for Frank to set any condition he wanted, because he knew I’d be too weak and too depending to decline.

„Hey, what’s with this face, Gee- cheer up! Here, raspberry-mint tea, it’s pretty good“ William smiled and put the steaming mug in front of me.
„Thanks“ I mumbled and inhaled the deliciously smelling fumes.
„So, as you have seen, there is no couch.“
„Yeah, so?“ I looked up from my mug.
„Well that means you’ll sleep in bed with me“ William smiled and motioned with his head in the direction of the closed door, which had to lead to his bedroom.

"Oh..." I broke the eye contact and looked down on my hands. I wasn't keen on sharing a bed with William at all. Bad enough I went home with him, instead of following Frank and beg him on my knees to forgive me, now I'd even share a bed with the person he hates most and doesn't trust me with. The feeling that I've made the wrong decision got stronger and stronger.

"Uh, I don't think this is a good idea... I'm really bad at lying and I don't know how I'd explain that to Frank if he asked further questions. I really shouldn't." I looked up to William who took a sip of his tea.

"So what should we do then?"
"...I, maybe you could give me a blanket and I'll just get comfy on one of the chairs?" I asked with questioning hazel eyes as I scratched the back of my head bashfully.

"You'd rather ruin your back, than sleep in bed with me? Oh come on Gee, how should Frank know if you don't tell him?" William smiled seductively at me and took another sip without breaking eye contact.
I blushed, "He... He has a talent to squeeze every last drop of unpleasant truth out of me somehow..."
"Poor soul" William laughed scornfully and got up from his seat.
"I'll have a quick shower and then you can go, except... You want to join me." He ended smiling mischievously.

"Will you said you wouldn't-" I was just joking, don't shit yourself, babe" and he walked off into the bathroom.

A couple minutes after I heard the water stop and William call my name. "Gee you can come now, I got a towel for you"
I entered the small and hazy bathroom, still carefully moving around the new place and noticed wide eyed that Will was naked and still wet from the shower.
His blonde and wet Strands were smoothed back on his head and he looked as good as ever. Tall, defined muscles and an amazing smile. With a strongly beating heart and all the will I had in me I could stop myself from looking at his chunk, or drooling over his handsomeness in general. I turned my head away while fidgeting with my pockets.

"Is there something wrong Gee? It's nothing you haven't seen before, right" he stepped closer to me until he trapped me in the corner of the room where I couldn't back off.

"Please, don't...just...just give me the towel, I'm trying real hard here already to keep myself together okey?" I pleaded with my head still turned to the side so I won't see too much.

„Killjoy“ Will snickered and left the room after he pushed two fluffy towels to my chest.
As soon as I was alone I locked the door and took a deep breath. This could end badly if I wouldn’t pull myself together every second around him. It was obvious that he tried to seduce me, the second I stepped into his apartment…

„So you’re one hundred percent sure?“
„Yeah, I’m fine, thank you, it’s all good“ I assured William as I got in position on the camping chairs stretching my feet out to reach the other one while I tucked myself in the best I could.
„Ok then, when you change your mind, you know where to find me, Gee.“
„Yepp, I know, good night Will and thanks again!“ I smiled reassuringly in his direction as I still wiggled in my seat to get anything near comfortable.
„Goodnight sweetheart“ and with this he switched off the lights and closed the door, leaving me in the darkness on my own.
I was pretty surprised that William had respected my wishes and didn’t go on and on about joining him in bed. And even though the chairs were fucking uncomfortable I knew why I made this sacrifice, if I’d have a strained back in the next morning, Frank would hopefully believe me more.

Suddenly I didn’t feel tired at all, even though it was late and I was sat in total darkness. Too many thoughts were buzzing through my head in the silence of the empty flat. I pictured about twenty different scenarios with Frank and me talking tomorrow, the later it got, the more nervous I got and I squirmed and struggled in the squeaking seats.
About two hours later the door was ripped open and William switched on the lights making me squint in the sudden bright light.

„Okey, I can’t take that squeaking noises anymore, you’re coming with me now and no backtalk!“ he spoke and grabbed my arm, pulling me up and in the bedroom’s direction.
„..No! I’ll be quiet, sorry!“ I tried, but with a strong shove he threw me onto his bed and threw my blanket on top of me.
„Shut it Gerard, I want to sleep.“
„I…“ „Ow! That’s unfair“ was all I managed to say as he elbowed me in the ribs to silence me.
„Just sleep!“
„…“ I rolled my eyes in the darkness, while clutching my ribs, but I was secretly glad that he got me. I was feeling a lot better in the preheated bed with another warm body next to me. Even though the guilt was gnawing at my insides I drifted off in no more than fifteen minutes. Maybe Frank wouldn’t find out, was my last thought before I fell asleep.

Frank was fuming. He’d been home since two hours and still felt restless. Even though he told Gerard not to follow him, he felt very concerned about his boyfriend, or was it ex-boyfriend now (?),to actually NOT following him.
On the one hand, he didn’t want to see him anymore, but on the other hand…there was a part inside of him, who counted on Gerard to show up and make his excuses. This part of Frank wanted to see Gerard on his knees, begging and crying, trying to convince him, that he was mistaken and it hadn’t been as it seemed.
Frank shook his head vigorously- NO, he had to stick to what he had seen. And that was Gerard kissing William, as simple as that.
Frank jumped out of the recliner and locked the door. If Gerard had the audacity to not come home, he should stay wherever the fuck he was, and not come inside his house.
His body was pulsing with energy, the adrenaline of the fight had pushed him to a certain extent, and he knew he wouldn’t find sleep so easily. The only thing to distract him would be physical activity.
Frank got down to the floor and started to do push ups, as he reached fifty he felt his muscles tremble and he rolled onto his back, panting, staring at the ceiling. No, that wasn’t enough. He wanted to punch something.
He didn’t have a punching bag at hand, jeez, Frank clenched his fists- if Gerard would have come home, he’d have a nice programme for him.

NO! Frank grabbed bits of his hair with both hands as he agitated through their living room. No, there was nothing he’d do to him but send him away if he came back begging on his doorstep. Yes, he’d just send him away, without a blink of the eye. Or would he? Frank wasn’t so sure about that. In every case it was easier said than done, but if he didn’t act like he’d promised, Gerard wouldn’t take him for full anymore.
Frank stormed to the first floor and fetched his weights from the cupboard, meanwhile he could lift 30 pounds on each hand. The burning of his muscles felt good, almost relieving, as he repeated the action over and over again.

Suddenly there was a sound downstairs- Frank heard it immediately and hurried to the hallway. He unlocked the door slowly and peeked outside, but no one was there.
Damn it! He shouldn’t be so eager to see him.

Gerard should dare to come home, he tought, oh yeah, he’d get a special greeting. First of all, he’d let the other male beg on his knees for forgiveness, then he’d pull him inside on his black strands, shoving him to the floor. He’d have to pay for displeasing Frank like this- a good old belting and sucking him off afterwards would do. He’d ground him for… maybe four months, not to speak of the collar, which would be put on him as soon as he crossed his doorstep!
That sounded very good in Frank’s brain, but, Gerard wasn’t there. If he went home with his fucking affair, there was no going back, so he’d rather show up any minute!
Frank busied himself with sit ups to kill time, but even an hour later there was no sound from Gerard.
„Alright… Then it’s finally over.“ Frank spoke up in the empty house, with no one to hear him. „I’m going to bed now- last chance“ Frank stated and waited for thirty seconds, fixing his gaze at the door again, as if there would be a knock any second. But there was none and Frank hung his head as he switched off the lights downstairs, disappointedly trudging himself upstairs and into bed. Where was Gerard?

Notes

Soon.