MidnightSinxx

Ch.4 Zacky's POV I smiled. I got up and went into our bathroom. I got out of my clothes and into the shower. I got finished quickly and got dressed. I put on a black button up with one of my famous red bow ties. With a pair of black tight skinnies and black Converses. I put on some eye liner and pink/red eye shadow. I slick my hair back, just like Bri likes it. I went out into the room, to find a not on the bed. I picked it up and read it. Zee meet me outside ~ Love Brian <3 I got my jacket on and ran outside. Brian was leaning against the car with a rose in one hand. He looked up at me and smiled. I ran to him and hugged him. "Bri, w

The music played softly against the murmur of conversations in the old small bar. The beer was cold against my hand. I stared at the glass as I listened to the conversations around me. "Did you see what she was wearing with him?" "From what I heard he's cheating on her." "Poor fellow never saw that punch coming his way." "My Aunt Melissa is coming into town soon. I can't wait." "Gerard." Hearing my named snapped me out of listening to what didn't concern me. "What?" I asked looking around for who said my name. It was the bar tender, Mark. "Hey man, you okay? You look pissed as hell," he asked me calmly. I looked at him coldly. "Everything's f

He had read the letters over and over, he knew them by heart just from their dates. They were the only things keeping him somewhat happy in his time of need...He missed his husband with all his heart. Jimmy Sullivan sat in the livingroom, the couch side lamp giving him light to read over the love letters from his Brian. His blue eyes were duller now-a-days, and they often welled with tears when he thought about Brian. Brian...With his cocky, perky smile and chocolate eyes. His hair was always so feathery and soft in Jimmy's fingers, and in the mornings his dark locks would cling to his high cheekbones and strong, curved jaw line. Jimmy

Face The Day (Mimmy) Chapter 4: ************************************ Catching a glimpse of his naked body in the full-length mirror that hung on the back of the bathroom door, Jimmy felt completely disgusted with what he saw. "How the fuck can Matt be even remotely attracted to THIS?" he hissed hatefully at himself with a hard glare. "I am sooo fat and horrendous!" With tears rolling down his cheeks, Jimmy turned his back on the mirror and then stepped into the walk-in shower, standing directly under the spray of hot water. He ran his hands over his flat stomach and the tears began to pick up. He truly thought he was a disgusting, ugly be

Jimmy blushed, not looking at Daniel, suddenly withdrawing, not so open anymore as his lips tingled. Mikey blushed hard as he peeled himself away from Jimmy, getting out of bed. "He had no where else to sleep. Get used to men sleeping in my bed, son. I'm gay, remember." Daniel's eyes flared. "Don't fucking call me 'son.'" "Watch your mouth." His uncle demanded as he put a pair of jeans on, his hips looking amazing as they slid into the fabric. Jimmy watched discreetly, feeling himself just now experiencing morning wood. Relieved that Mikey was out of the bed, he sighed, hiding under the safety of the blankets. "Whatever. Why don't you g

I had heard stories of a supposedly haunted house. Everyone had heard them. Some say a demon that lives there; others say it is haunted by the soul of a psycho killer. I said it was bully shit. If anything it is human but I didn't believe in ghost stories. "Watch it loser," I caught myself before I fell. Matthew Sanders. My ex-best friend and the reason why I hated this place. He bullied me like there was no tomorrow and the worst thing was I don't know what I did wrong. I sighed and walked to my lessons but he slammed into the wall. "Why the fuck can't you leave me alone?" I hissed. "Because you're a fucking pussy," He hissed. "If you can

Love isn't something you can just dismiss into the wind, something you can forget about.  True love strikes you at the worst moments and leaves you breathless.  It leaves your soul, the very core of your existence, begging for more.  Simply laying eyes upon that lucky person makes every single cell in your body vibrate with pure energy and unadulterated love.  Their voice sends shivers down your spine and one look into their god-sent eyes is like a gift bestowed upon you by the highest powers of heaven.  The smallest touch can be felt days afterwards, a delicate heat that warms even the darkest depths of your heart.  Every heartbeat and elect

However, the next day, Matt had fallen back into his glum state of mind. Jimmy's house was full of music as they played random songs on their instruments, Brian was beautiful sweaty...He was beautiful any time. The party was just the four of them plus Jimmy's husband, Mikey, so they didn't have to worry about how much booze and food they had to spare. Mikey was all hustle and bustle as he made sure they all had enough to drink and eat. He was short and thin, but he was stronger than others thought. Matt had been enviously gazing upon Brian and Zacky snuggling after their jam session that he didn't see where he was going. He would have

"Come back here, little fairy! There's no point in running away!" Zacky ducked his head and sprinted harder, sneakers slapping the tiled floor with each aggressive footfall. He could hear in his ringing ears the sound of two men--tormentors--following closely behind him. "Yeah!" called the nasally, slighter deeper voice of Alex Godfrey's partner-in-crime, "Maybe we should teach you a lesson about liking other boys, you nasty queer." A scowl twisted Zacky's sweat-damp, flushed features as he turned a corner and ran further into Huntington Beach High School's deserted depths. He hated feeling so defenseless, so weak and cornered, but his bul