How could you fall for HIM?

by TotallyNormalAboutVampires

Summary:

Josh finally realizes he might be gay and his biggest crush is on Jerry

Jerry doesn't really like Josh back

So what'll happen between these two and how will it affect their relationship with their group?

(I want this to be a surprise to very vague summaries)

If the KOSA bill gets passed then in two days I can no longer be online so this might as well be my final goodbye because this bill actually might be passed this time so this fic might not ever get finished

Chapter 1: Sexuality

I'm not gay, I know I'm not!

I can't be!

I can't be a fucking faggot..! 

Being gay means more things for those fucking assholes to rip on me for..

Fat, Jewish, Faggot... I'll never hear the end of it! I'm not gay, I can't be. What'll come next?! I break my legs and become a cripple? A fat faggoty jewish cripple... I mean, it's not my fault that piece of shit Jerry just looks so perfect, he's everything I'm not.

Blond, Skinny, Perfect hair, Blue eyes, Probably straight...

He's perfect!

Absolutely fucking perfect, that's Jerry.. On the outside that is. He's too "Nice".. No... He's just a quiet asshole. He lets us walk all over him and he's too pussy to ever speak up. He should really talk more, but it's cute. Watching him just sit there, trying to put his word in and then getting interrupted too often before deciding to wait until later to speak.. But I'm not fucking gay. I never will be.

November 24th 2000

8:35PM Bill's Basement

It's the night after Thanksgiving and coincidentally, an Eltingville club meeting since it's friday. There's a Star Trek marathon going on so we're all seated on Bill's couch watching, besides me. I'll apparently cause the couch to sag or even break so they sat me on the floor like a goddamn dog. Fuck them all, they're fucking assholes.. I don't think I've EVER gotten to sit on the couch while watching marathons with these idiots.. Whatever, at least Bill isn't sitting in the middle tonight.. This time, Jerry's in the middle and I'm sitting in font of him.. Glad I'm not constantly getting kicked.

While we're watching, I absentmindedly reached behind me towards Pete to grab some popcorn out his bucket. I expected him to swat my hand away and probably bark at me too since I shouldn't ever touch his "Limited edition" bloody popcorn bucket he CLEARLY painted.. But instead I got a fist full of popcorn, I looked up. Jerry was holding the bucket. Holding it up to me. I took the popcorn and turned back towards the screen.

"Thanks Pete" I muttered, my mind was dulled, I wasn't thinking of Jerry, not yet anyways..

"Pete..?"

I looked back up and Jerry was giving me that stupid smirk. I felt my cheeks getting hot, I stuffed some popcorn into my mouth before turning back towards the screen.

"You know what I meant."

"Bidi Bidi Bidi, sure you do Buck..."

I continued watching, but every now and then, my brain wandered into the land of faggotry... Jerry... Jerry and that stupid smirk.. I quickly shoved those thoughts away with the popcorn I stuffed into my mouth.. Why Jerry?? Of all guys my brain wanders to, why Jerry??

I don't want to think about his Bidi Bidi BULLSHIT right now, I'll miss the best scene while staring at the TV!! Just forget it, forget Jerry.. I don't even know that guy... I don't even know why I'm here! Yeah.. I know nothing.. I feel nothing... All I see, is the screen in front of me-

"Josh ya fat load, did'ja touch my bucket?! You're eatin' popcorn.. I'm tha only one here WITH popcorn..."

Pete, selfish little piece of shit.. I can't say that out loud though, he'd cut me to bits right in the middle of the basement...

"Yeah Pete, I touched your stupid painted bucket. What's it to YOU?"

"What's it to me?? This shit was like 20 dollars!"

"20 dollars of bullshit, I can see the paint chipping off right there.."

"Pete, I let Josh get some popcorn now shush.. I like this part.." Jerry mumbled while crunching on a bit of Pete's popcorn

I didn't look back, but I thought of how Jerry looked.. His lips moving up and down while eating... His jaw moving in sync.. His eyes, half closed, glaring at Pete for being such a dick.. 

"Huh.." Pete scoffed before I heard a light thud and Jerry's wincing "Don't let him touch my bucket!"

"What the hell?" Jerry groans

"GOD SHUT THE HELL UP I CAN'T FOCUS" Screams Bill over all of us, Bill's voice instantly snaps me out of my thoughts about Jerry.

I ate the last bit of popcorn in my hands before muttering some curses under my breath while continuing to watch the marathon.. I'm back to my senses... What the hell was I thinking?! Jerry's lips?! His Jaw???!

Oh god.. I'm not gay.. I know I'm not..

What'll I become?

What'll Mom think?

What'll the guys think?

What'll Jerry think...?

Maybe it's just in the spur of the moment.. It'll all go away tomorrow.. I reach behind me again, this time towards the bowl of chips on Bill's lap.. Although I don't think I reached far enough because I brought my hand down to grab a solid handful of chips, but instead I get a handful of jeans..? What? It's probably Bill's leg so I start moving my hand around to try and reach the bowl before I hear a weird mutter..

"Josh..?"

I look back, eventually lifting my hand to find Jerry, all red in the face, staring down at me. I was touching Jerry's leg.. His thigh... And assuming from where my hand was, I don't think I'll ever hear the end of it. My face gets hot as I quickly move my hand away.. Jerry looks simply horrified at what I've done.

"What.. What the fuck Josh..?"

"Jerry, I was trying to get the chip bowl! I wasn't trying to-"

"I'm gonna.. Go to the bathroom..."

I move out the way for Jerry as he quickly stands up and starts to climb up the basement stairs.. His leg brushes against my face, the second it does he nearly jumps away as if I have some kind of disease..

I look at my hand, then at Jerry as he leaves, I sit there for a moment.... I mean, I touched Jerry.. I didn't hate it.. What's wrong with me..? My thoughts finally start to come in. What if Jerry hates me, What if he tells the others that I caressed his thigh like a fucking fag, What if I get kicked out of The Eltingville Club

Great Josh, you've really fucked up now.. Why... Why did I leave my hand there for so long?! I'll never hear the end of it.. But looking to my left and right, Pete simply stares at the screen, not interested but paying enough attention.. And Bill is completely zoned in on the screen. He looks focused.. Too focused... But focused enough for me.

I get up and start to leave the basement as well.. Climbing upstairs step by step. Maybe I can clear shit up with Jerry before he fucks everything up..  

Chapter 2: Overreacting

Summary:

Jerry "overreacted" by running to the bathroom and then attempted to run home, like a loser!!!

Josh is an asshole. There's not a lot of other ways to put it. He's Bill but tamer, and a lot less... "Straight" to say the least..

Don't get me wrong, nothing wrong with being.. Gay... And I don't know for sure if he is.. But isn't it just a little weird having one of your "best friends" be.. Gay?

What if he's gay for ME? He probably is.. Nobody just, caresses your thigh like that.. His face got all red too.

And recently, he's been all quiet when everyone yells and argues with me during DND.. Well, not completely quiet, but a lot more quiet than last month...

Oh god what if he really IS gay for me?!

I can't have that happen, what'll Bill think.. And Pete.. Oh god..

November 24th 2000

8:48PM Bill's Bathroom

I came up here to think.. Sure he was probably trying to grab chips off of Bill, but the chip bowl was empty. Maybe he didn't know that? But still..

I've never seen him so flustered over... Anything.. Yeah he gets all red and shit when he's mad.. And he turns kind of pink when he's embarrassed.. But that wasn't normal embarrassment at all! He was blushing and Josh never blushes..

I should've known he was at least a little gay from the start.. That whole "Superboy" discussion should've been sign number one.

I shut and lock the door behind me, quietly so I don't wake up Ms Dickey or one of Bill's siblings.. Walking over to the toilet, I put the seat down and simply sit there. Shutting my eyes while my brain clouds with thoughts..

Why did his hand linger for so long..

What scene were we watching.

Could I get to the phone in time to call and go home.

What would Bill think of all of this.

What would Bill do..?

All these thoughts quickly crowded and rushed all sense of calm right out of my body. I clenched my fists, hoping to slow down my train of thought. Why did I run away in the first place?! I'm overreacting.. What's up with me?! I could've just told him to back off.. I could've said something! Anything! And yet I stayed quiet..

Tap Tap Tap

My mind went blank, someone was tapping on the bathroom door..

It wasn't Bill, he knocks harder.. It's not Pete, he doesn't knock first.. Jane, Tommy, and Ms Dickey are asleep.. Which means..

Tap Tap Tap

"Jerry..?"

Tap Tap

"Hey.. Jer, you okay?"

My face contorted into an expression I can't explain.. I managed to sputter out a few words..

"Josh.. What is it?"

Josh said something on the other side of the door, I don't know what he said, I didn't answer.. I simply sat there, on the toilet, confused..

He knocked once again, asking to be let it.. I didn't want to, I don't know why. But something about being alone in the bathroom with Josh knowing he's gay..? It just doesn't sit right with me.

"I'm fine right here Josh.." I call to him, he didn't take no for an answer..

"Come on Jerry.. I just wanna know if you're okay!"

"It's alright Josh really.. I'm... I'm actually using the bathroom.. So.."

"Oh! Sorry.."

Josh laughs awkwardly as I hear him walk back downstairs.. I exhale heavily before putting my hands over my face.. I don't want to stay here anymore.. I have to go home... This feels weird. Everything feels weird..

I walk over to the door, hesitating before unlocking it and leaving the bathroom.. I start heading downstairs towards the phone to call my parents... But Josh was right there, looking around the kitchen.. He took one look at me and smiled weirdly. I swear on every dice that I've ever laid hands on, he blushed.. He blushed at me...

It just didn't feel right! It just didn't..

I didn't look back at Josh, just went to the basement.. Calling home just wasn't an option... It was stay with Josh or Run home all on my own at night in Eltingville.

I'd rather say awkward with him than practically kill myself.

Chapter 3: Growing Sour

Summary:

Joshy Joshy 2 by 4 is jellyyyyyyyyyyyy O_O

Notes:

HUGE OOC for Bill because he isn't yelling

Holy shit he fucking hates me.

Jerry fucking hates me!

I TRIED comforting him.. He locked the door

And I know he wasn't REALLY using the bathroom, I couldn't hear him pissing through the door...

I'm not a fag I'm just very observant.

I TRIED smiling at him.. He just walked away.

He almost looked scared... Typical Jerry, always scared of shit.

But it was just me!

He's just being a baby.. A big fucking baby... Or.. Maybe he's just stressed..?

Whatever. Can't wait for this marathon to end.

November 24th 2000

9:23PM Bill's Basement

It's been over an hour, Jerry swapped spots with Bill. Swear to god he was cuddling on him too, I wasn't looking back but I just know he was. His legs were on the couch in that weird girly way. You know, if I think hard enough... Jerry kind of looks like a girl.. A cute one at that... It's less gay to think of Jerry as a girl.. Right?

Anywho, we watched through the marathon. I didn't say a word.. But Jerry said plenty. Whispering and chatting it up with Dickey... Or Pete.. Either one of them! He just kept talking to em!

I couldn't focus on the marathon.. All I could think of was Jerry and that sonofabitch Bill... Jerry's always liked Bill more. When we were kids he told me how much he wants to be a "leader" like Bill.. Who the fuck wants to be like that freak?! Granted.. He was a better leader back then.. But we were just kids, we didn't know anything!

If only I was whatever Jerry sees as a "Strong leader".. Because he went on and on about that.. "Someone confident" he cried, "Someone strong" he moaned, He wants someone strong... I'll give him something strong..

But that was years ago. Middle school! We were practically infants, now we're 17.. Maybe he doesn't think that anymore, but he's still leaning all over Bill.. Cuddling all over him.. Sure I couldn't see him, and sure he probably wasn't gay, but SERIOUSLY?! Swapping places with Bill and curling up on the couch next to him?! That just SCREAMS faggot! It's like it's written all over his stretched out puke green sweater!

God.. I'm pathetic for this but it's TRUE, just look at him!

But as I was about to say.. I stared at the screen, eventually growing numb, it was ending in 7 minutes but those minutes felt like hours... 

All I could think of was Bill hogging Jerry..

Pete could go fuck himself for all I care, he was probably thinking about that chick at the mall getting mutilated.. All I'm worried about is Bill..

That selfish sleazeball has been affecting Jerry recently.. He's made him, more "dependent". I wouldn't mind if he was dependent on me.. BUT HE'S NOT! If he keeps this up Jerry's gonna be HIS, lapping at his dick like a damn dog.. I can't believe him! That son of a whore bastard child FREAK.

"ey Skinny. You mind comin' with me for a sec.."

My heart split and sank straight to each of my toes. Pete needed me.. For what? He barely talks to me unless he's ripping on me. 

"What do you want Pete..?"

"Just come 'ere! You don't gotta know why I need ya." Pete scoffs "I call someone, it's something important"

Reluctantly I got up and followed Pete upstairs right outside the basement. I got a quick look at Jerry.. He's leaning on Bill.. LEANING. That fucking BASTARD. 

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We walked upstairs before shutting the basement door behind us. Pete leaned against the door before looking around the room.

It's pretty empty up here, the basement "room" is kind of just a closet with some stairs leading down. There's a few random things around the area, overall it's empty, boring, and dusty.

I looked at Pete, he was still looking around before blunty muttering to me.

"About Jerry-"

Oh I'm so fucked. This is the end of Joshua Aaron Levy.. Prepare me a casket... Dig up my grave.. This is it!

"-Ain't he a lil weird about Bill.."

Oh.. Nevermind..

"I didn't wanna tell him, and Bill's outta the question.. You're kinda my one option.." Pete muttered

I decided to actually respond, although reluctantly "Y-Yeah.. Yeah! Lately he's been Bill's bitch for a while now.."

"Yeah exactly! Jerry's been kissin' Bill's ass for the past month now.. They split off together for Halloween... We NEVER split for Halloween.."

"Something's up with them.."

"Maybe Jerry really is a faggot huh..."

"Being a fag for Bill must be painful.."

I secretly hoped Jerry was gay.. Just not for Bill. Anyone being gay for Bill is enough to make me sick.. But I'm not gay. I never was. I just want Jerry to like me.. To think of me how I think of him..

Enough of the gay shit.. I'm not gay.

"I'm gonna ask ya somethin Josh.."

"Uh huh.."

"We gotta do some shit about Jerry and Bill-"

"We'll get rid of Bill!"

Pete went silent... He paused for a moment, before shaking his head and putting a hand up as if to "Calm me down".. If anything HE needs to calm down with his violent gory porn addicted ass.. Fuck him..

"-No.. I mean we gotta split em up a bit... Bill's an asshat sure but we can't just get rid of him.."

"For someone who likes the shit that you do, you're sure are 'on board' with this..."

"Yeah yeah shut up. Look what I mean is we gotta get those two off each other before that couch is never holy ever again.."

"Yeah... Sure.."

"Now let's get back before they think we're making out."

We walked back downstairs, I lingered behind since I had to think... Getting rid of Bill... PERFECT.. I'll become the next leader, Jerry would come to me for support, I'd finally be respected slightly more than usual!

All I needed was a plan.. A plan to get rid of the Dickey.. Jerry would be mine!

As an assistant. I'm not a fucking fag. I know I'm not! So don't say shit!

Finally I start to head down the stairs, step by step, the more I think of Bill's absence, the more my smile grows.. The more I think of Jerry, the more my face heats up. It's because I'm embarrassed that's all. Nothing more. Nothing more..

 

Chapter 4: One Sided

Summary:

Jerry gets all pouty over Bill not giving him the couch

Notes:

MASSIVE Jerry mischaracterization here, I'm rushing cuz I'm leaving soon

Bill's a great guy...

Well... Not really...

He's rude, whiny, impatient... Not to mention how much he picks fights with us..

Not to mention how often he beats my ass in particular..

Maybe I should say something to him.. Eventually...

It isn't that bad though! I still want him to like me.

But he's such an ass.. I can't get over him.

November 24th 2000

9:30PM Bill's Basement

The marathon's nearly over, I barely noticed how far I was leaning into Bill. I didn't hate it. It was nice finally being close to him without him screaming at someone... Or me.. But it's all good. This is nice.

Josh and Pete come back from upstairs, probably to talk about something without interrupting us, but from how Pete and Josh act.. It's not likely.... Whatever they were talking about had Josh all worked up. He was constantly fidgeting and twiddling his thumbs. Pete seemed fine though, he didn't look at me or Bill once though. Bill started to stretch, he elbowed me lightly.

"Whoops." He muttered, starting to stretch a different way.

I looked at him while he stretched.. When tired, Bill was pretty tolerable.. I probably made a face though since Bill opened his eyes and held in a snicker before sitting normally. But he moved away from me.. Was I too close? Just when I thought I was enjoying being around Bill Dickey he moved away from me.. But it's nothing to get worked up over. It's fine. He probably wanted more room.

Since all of us were staying at Bill's because the marathon ended kinda late and we had no school, Pete was the first to set up his sleeping bag. He set it right in the little horror corner of the basement, it was his "domain". He stored the stuff he couldn't keep at home there. It's a shocker we hadn't accidentally wrecked any of it.. That stuff's delicate.

I began to wonder where I would sleep, I didn't bring a sleeping bag and I didn't want to share one.. Last time was an absolute nightmare with Pete.. So sleeping on the couch was a pretty solid choice. I tapped Bill on the shoulder..

"What?" Bill mumbled

"Hey Bill! Uhh would you mind if I.."

"Couch's mine."

"What??"

"Were you not gonna ask about the couch, because either way I'm sleeping on it. It's my house after all!"

"Uh.. I WAS going to ask that but.. I was thinking-"

"God that reminds me to go grab pillows.."

I grumbled at his interruptions.. I grabbed his sleeve and spoke as clear as I think I could sound

"Bill. I was thinking if I could sleep on the couch this time since I don't have a sleeping bag.."

"Hm.. I don't think so Jer.. Where will I sleep?"

"Up in your room? You always head up there during sleepovers and end up sleeping there.."

Josh and Pete turned their heads.. Well, Josh only turned around for a few seconds before turning back towards the TV. Bill gave me a look before practically barking at me.

"Jerry shut up already will you? I'm sleeping on the couch and that's final."

I glared at him.. Before turning towards the screen... The episode they were playing already aired the night before so I didn't want to pay attention in the first place. So I turned my body fully away from Bill and the others, staring at the shelves full of valuable collectables..

"You're not gonna cry are you Jerry?"

I slumped further. I felt like a toddler. Solving my issues with pouting and whining.

"Oh relax Jerry, calm down, don't want you crying before heading to bed."

That comment made me weirdly feel better. I know he didn't mean it in a forgiving way. But if only for a moment I can think of it as one.. It'll make my night.

Maybe he did care about me? Hopefully he does.. He's probably just hiding it behind a tough guy act.. sure.. yeah..

This is humiliating..

Chapter 5: Night

Summary:

Josh cant fall asleep!!

She's right in front of me now.

A cute witch girl lying down in a bed of... leaves? A bush? We're in a forest and that's all I know..

The sun's rays are shining through the leaves, casting a calm shadow over her beautiful form.

I must say though, her chest is a little lacking but I can work with this.

I'm not one for fantasy, but I know he is..

I finally reach out towards her, holding her sides as she squirms under my touch.

I begin to run my hands up, to her chest, her shoulders, and finally her face.

I move her big wide hat out of her face, ready to look into her beautiful eyes..

I see her chin, then her nose, and then... His eyes..

It's Jerry... JERRY...?

November 25th 2000

12:43AM Bill's Basement

I wake up in a pool of my own sweat. The other guys haven't woken up yet.. They're all sound asleep.. Looking inside my sleeping bag it looks like I'm not the only thing in this room that's woken up. That dream was terrifying.. Jerry.. As a cute girl... I didn't hate it though.. But I'm not gay, he was dressed like a girl so it doesn't count.. Right? Anyways, looking over, Jerry's sleeping on the floor, wrapped in a blanket. He looked just like that witch in my dreams... Focus Josh.. Focus...

I shimmey out of my sleeping bag, hiding the twitching bulge in my pants. I decide to lie on the cold basement floor. It cooled me and my thoughts, Finally getting my mind straight. I looked around the room, hoping I could get a "satisfying conclusion" to that dream. I started to pull down my pyjamas when Bill began to wrestle with the blankets.

I slowly pulled my pants back up and turned my head to look at Bill, he got out of the blanket and got up from off the couch.. He looked down and around at all of us, I pretended to sleep.. He seemed to have looked at one of us and snickered before I heard the floorboards creaking. That asshole was probably laughing at me but who cares.. I opened my eyes to watch where he was going.. He was going upstairs, he was ditching us again!

I looked at my pants, then looked at the stairs.. As much as I wanted to, I just HAD to go upstairs and get Bill... I'd finally have Jerry to myself. I mean.. Some peace of mind... Yes....

I spent around 5 minutes waiting and listening before I stood up, by this point the friend in my pants was gone. Thinking of Bill for that long is a major turn off. As I walked out, I noticed Jerry.. He was shaking, he's cold. My face softened, he's so vulnerable.. Lying there just like the witch... I decided to let him sleep on the couch, Bill was flaking on us anyways so I picked him up gingerly. He squirmed under my touch.

It took everything in my body not to crumble under the weight of my feelings.. Not for Jerry! But my feelings about... About getting my revenge on Bill..! I'm not fucking gay.

I placed Jerry on the couch, he instantly melted into it. I stared softly before covering him with his blanket. I took a long hard look at him, gently moving his hair from his face. His face was warm. Was he blushing? I couldn't see, my glasses weren't on and it was dark as shit either way. 

I finally backed away, letting him sleep. I then tip-toed right up the stairs. I would've marched but that would wake Pete and Jerry. The front porch lights were on, bringing their dim light inside the living room. I used that light to find the stairs and head up to Bill's room.. Right before I could endter, I heard another door rattle. I nearly jumped out of my skin.

I rushed to the bathroom and locked the door. The bathroom door lightly rattled before a soft young boy's voice was heard..

"Hello..? Who's in there.. Bill? Can you hurry up? I have to pee..."

It's Tommy.. Bill's younger brother. I didn't think he lived here with Bill's mother.. But little kids and empathy won't get in my way...

"Just piss in a jar kid." I hissed

"I don't wanna pee in a jar..."

"Well you're gonna have to since I'm already in here."

"You aren't very nice.."

"Life isn't very nice, now scram."

The little boy grumbled and scurried back to his room, probably to wet the bed... I listened for a minute or two before leaving the bathroom and entering Bill's room.. I knew he was asleep because I could hear light snoring... Bill's a deep sleeper so I should be fine just walking in.

I stared at him, dead asleep. Now's my chance.. To get rid of Bill and finally be at peace! Having Jerry is just a plus to this..

I'll be the next leader, I won't have that jackass ripping on me, I'll have Jerry, and we won't fight as often.. I'm only seeing green checks across the board...

I look around the room, looking for something to, get rid of that brown haired menace.

I grab a pillow and hold it up, right above Bill's face.. Just need to smother him.. To smoke out the bees.

As long as nothing gets in my way, the world will have one less asshole to deal with.

Chapter 6: High Mage

Summary:

Jerry's fantasy dream world

Notes:

This was kind of a weird brain dump soz chat

It's beautiful..

Roaming through a beautiful sunny forest, my pouch full of magical artifacts and my face being softly kissed by the sunlight.

My staff hits the ground as I stand still. Admiring the scene in front of me. A forest clearing with a single deer resting in the middle.

I walk up to it and it doesn't run away, instead it speaks..

Summer

The forest of Jerry's dreams

"Jerry.. Oh Jerry... The forest needs your help!" the deer yelps.

"How so my deer..?"

"3 strange figures just walked through the forest.. They're causing mayhem!!!"

"Ah... I see.." I muttered

I predicted that it would be my friends.. Typically my dreams are more.. vague. Normally I'm out on a quest and encounter my friends along the way.. But they're never this direct.. Strange..

"Fear not," I announce "for I will stop these intruders and bring peace to the forest!"

I turn away to run off, lifting my staff out the ground, holding onto the wide brim of my hat, yet before I can run I hear something. The talking deer seems to wish me farewell but I'm not really listening. Why should I, I know it's a dream. My feet lit up and suddenly I'm running.. I barely noticed..

I run aimlessly, my mind will bring me where I need to be.. As I ran my prediction came true, I surprisingly ran into a scene where Pete is standing up on top of a log.. He's not in a clearing, just a random part of the forest near a creek and some ruins.. It oddly suits Pete though, I'd expect him to be here..

So Pete's standing there. All high and mighty.. He's a dwarf, not all too intimidating.. He hits hard but just looking at him, he doesn't look like much as a threat. I walk up to him and he glares at me before laughing heartily while punching my arm..

"Ey Jer! What's the wizard kid up to?"

"Hey Pete.. Not doing much, just taking quests..!"

"Gettin' money from it? Cuz I'm getting short on coins, copper ones at that."

"Yeah... Yeah... You wouldn't happen to be.. terrorizing the forest would you?"

"Huh..? What'dja say that for?! Just havin' some fun with princess here."

Pete snickers while moving out of the way to reveal an elven princess tied up and squirming around behind him on the ground.. She's pretty... Long brown hair, a dress made of the forest elements, and those signature pointed ears and magical markings, that's how you know she's an elf. I look back up at Pete, kind of disgusted...

"Can you believe those weirdo goblins just dropped 'er here?" Pete cackled

"Are you gonna let her go..?"

"And let 'er get away?! Hell Nah. Wait until I'm done wit 'er..."

I nearly gagged.. I used my magic staff to sweep Pete out of the way and to break the ropes of the princess... She assessed herself before darting off in the opposite direction.. I gave Pete a look. He didn't seem to like it all that much..

"Jerry what the shit man?"

"You can't just save a girl just to kidnap her again and do God knows what to her!"

"Man fuck you and your hero bullshit.."

Pete grumbled.. I was about to turn to look at him but turning around lead me to a completely different scene.. I don't even know where I am.. It's dark... Messy.. Wet..? Am I in a cave?! Turning around again I'm back in the forest... I decide to stick with the forest here and continued to walk off into the trees. This dream has been pretty fast paced.. I might wake up soon but I don't want to. I want to live in this fantasy world.. Or at least stay here longer...

Continuing to walk I managed to reach a river. It was short enough to cross but putting my staff into the calm flowing waters it didn't even hit the bottom.. So I looked around for a way to cross.. There didn't seem to be a bridge nearby, and no logs to put across the river were long enough.. So I started to walk along the river's edge to try and find something or someone to help me... Although looking back on this, I could've teleported myself to the other side..

As I walked I eventually started to hear... Hissing snakes?! I looked around, shocked and confused, snakes?! I slowly walked in the direction of the snakes.. Before I saw someone.. Snakes for hair... A gorgon.. I stare at them, as long as I don't look into it's eyes.. I'll be fine.. Looking at it's body, it's not your typical gorgon... This one is male..? Or maybe it's just flat.

It's legs are typically replaced by a huge snake tail as this one is, I plan to fight it, lifting my staff and preparing a spell.. But then it turns around... I shut my eyes.. I know it turned around.. It's body moved towards me...

"Jerry..?" A familiar voice calls out to me

"B-Bill?!"

I fumble over my words. The gorgon is.. Bill?! I couldn't believe it.. Normally Bill is a knight in my dreams.. Not a gorgon..! I quickly casted a spell on myself to not be affected by Bill's abilities.. But looking up from my spell, I forgot that it practically blacks out a gorgon's face.. It disappoints me that I couldn't see Bill's face as a gorgon.. They're very beautiful..

"Alright.. I can at least look at you now.." I mutter..

Bill doesn't say anything.. eventually turning away and looking around.

"So what are you doing here Bill..? Why are you a gorgon?"

Bill doesn't respond once again.

"Did someone do this to you?" I ask while walking closer to him

"I'm fine Jerry get off my ass will you?"

"Ah.. I'm sorry."

I kind of stand there behind him.. It's awkward... I walk up next to him, looking at his censored face...

"Uh.. I was sent on a quest.."

"Go on.."

"To stop 3 figures terrorizing the forest.."

"Yes..?"

"Are you one of them..?"

Bill scoffs, seemingly glaring at me.. I don't know... I can't see his face. His body language looks so offended, the snakes that are his hair all hiss violently at me. I back up.. Nearly falling into the river before a hand snatches me by my waist before pulling me back.. Bill! He saved me..

"Jerry. Why would I be terrorizing the forest?! Why would you think I would do that!?"

"I.. Uh..."

"Jerry don't you trust me..?"

Hy heart sank to my stomach.. How could I accuse Bill of doing that.. I mean.. He IS a terrible person... He's rude, disrespectful to everyone.. Even his mom... And he practically hates me in real life... But this is a dream.. This is dream Bill.. He couldn't do anything wrong here..

"Ah.. Well.. I trust you Bill.. But-"

"Then why did you think I was terrorizing the forest..?"

"Well I got a quest-"

"Fuck the quest Jerry we're talking about me here."

I feel Bill's cold snake tail wrap around me.. He's not gonna let me go until he gets what he wants... His hands hold my shoulders.. I practically melt. My staff falling to the ground and into the river.. But I don't care about that. This is the only time Bill is showing me some kind of attention in a while.. And it's a dream.. But I hate him.. I hope he dies in a fire.. But I can't help but yearn for his attention.

"Jerry.. I'm going to say this again... Don't you trust me?"

"I do.. But.."

"Then shut up and look at me. I'm talking here."

I wonder what he means by that.. I AM looking at him. But then, I start to see his face.. His eyes staring into mine... My spell is wearing off and he knows it.. I start to squirm. Trying to get out of his grasp.. But I can't... I can feel myself turning to stone.. My fingertips start to weigh more and stiffen up.. My feet freeze and sink into the ground beneath me..

I quickly shut my eyes and look away..

"Bill! What are you doing?!"

"I thought you trusted me.."

"I won't ever trust you if you turn me to STONE."

"Typical Jerry.."

I push and pull, eventually feeling the snakes, that Bill's hair is made of, bite me. They bite and nip at my arms and one of them even bites my face.. I yell, scream even.. Bill grabs my face and tries to make me stare at him.. Attempting to pry my eyes open..

THUD THUD

A loud booming in the distance.. I don't pay attention to it. Bill's being a fucking freak. I snap out of my trance and remember that I hate this guy.. I start hitting and punching Bill.. But he hits harder.. And he has SNAKES. But as a mage, my blood is filled with magic, although I can't use it it gives my immune system a major bonus. I hit and even spit at Bill.. When I do, he sounds so disgusted and he lets me go..

"EUGH.. Jerry you fucking faggoty little shit.. What the hell?!"

"Bill your snakes were BITING me" I say while falling to the ground, my legs are numb from Bill's tail holding me.. My eyes are still closed as my spell wore off...

"That doesn't mean you spit on me! You probably like that don't you?! Spitting on people like a FREAK."

"If anyone's the freak it's you! Look at me! My face is bleeding and I can barely stand!"

"Oh look at you, finally fighting back because now you're a high mage.. Admit it Jerry. You're just a gay little freak without a spine who can't admit his gay little feelings for me!"

"Bill shut the hell up.."

"Why? Are your little feewings hurt?"

"Shut up..."

"You're pathetic.."

"You're an asshole.."

"Get over it"

THUD THUD

I look up at Bill, he's slithering away.. The slimy bastard... But I can't help but regret what I said to him.. I meant what I said.. But why did I feel so bad about it.. Why did I want to run after him and apologize... I eventually get up, wobbling on my shaky legs as I start to make my way to a different point of the river..

THUD THUD

The booming is louder.. It KEEPS getting louder... The booming gets so loud it's unbearable.. I look up and behind me... But I'm in the cave again.. I quickly turn around and keep walking.. Ignoring the booming until it's right behind me.. I freeze.. Looking behind me once again, I finally see the source..

A giant.. I know who this is... But instead of picking me up and taking me somewhere.. He drops something in front of me.. Bill's decapitated head.. The snakes still moving while Bill's face is.. dead... I can finally look at him.. And he's beautiful.. But at what cost..

"Josh- What the hell?!"

"He's gone now! He beat your ass.. He could've killed you!"

"I.. I didn't want him to die.."

"Well then you might want to wake up soon.."

"What?!"

"Jerry wake up.. Get the hell up." Josh starts sounding less and less like himself as I feel myself slipping away from dream world and into the real one.. Back in Bill's dark and dingy basement...

I'm sleeping on the couch now.. Why..? But Pete's waking me up.. Shaking and poking me..

"Jer.. Jerry get up.."

"Hm.. What?"

"Bill Dickhead an' Joshulla are gone.."

"Gone..?"

"They're fightin' upstairs.. Listen.."

I quiet my ragged breathing and listen in.. I can hear faint and muffled words.. It's Bill and Josh alright.. And they're fighting..

What's wrong with my friends..

Notes:

Can you tell I don't write Pete much..?

Chapter 7: Caught

Summary:

Josh gets caught! That's it...

Shit... Shitshitshit...

He's AWAKE.

I'll be charged with attempted murder....

They'll lock me up for GOOD.

FUCK, the wonder bread was bad enough... I can't go to jail!

What will I do in there..?

What would mom think!?

What would the guys think..?

November 25th 2000

12:55PM Bill's Room

Bill screams, kicking and thrashing as I smother his face with the pillow.. He felt the pillow on his face right away and began throwing a fit...

"GET THE HELL OFF ME." He seemed to yell but I couldn't really understand what he said.. And boy am I glad for that.. I was tired of hearing the whiny bastard.

His hands gripped the pillow and he started to pry my hands off of it.. He recognized my hands, of course he does! The only other hands that touch him are his wine drunk mother and the other guys! 

I couldn't help but smirk.. Chuckle even... Seeing Bill so helpless felt great... I wish I could see his putrid face as the life drained from his eyes.. But I got too caught up in my victory as Bill realized he had unrestrained legs and began to thrash them around before kicking me where it hurt..

"AUGH.." I admittedly winced.. I have to admit, that was dumb.. Not restraining his legs.. But it wasn't like he was going to run away?

"JOSH?!" Bill gasps before blowing up at me, I swear if I could see then his face would be so red I would be convinced he was going to explode..

"Uh.."

"JOSH YOU PATHETIC FAT PIECE OF SHIT.. WHAT THE HELL?! ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME!? WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?? FOR ONCE JERRY CONVINCES ME TO BE NICER TO YOU BUT CLEARLY THAT'S ALL FOR NOTHING IF YOUR UNGRATEFUL ASS DECIDES TO TURN AROUND AND SMOTHER ME TO DEATH."

"Well.."

"DON'T FUCKING 'W-w-well....' ME YOU FUCKTARD. THERE WAS A LINE AND YOU CROSSED WAY OVER IT. WHAT THE ACTUAL HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?!"

Bill pokes his finger into my chest, sputtering up drool from my failed attempt.. My mind was too full to process what he was saying. But it hurt, even if I couldn't pay a lick of attention to what he was saying.

"Bill shut the hell up! There's a good reason for why I'm doing this-"

"WHAT'S SO GOOD FOR YOU TO KILL ME OVER?!"

"You're in my way.."

"THE WAY OF WHA-"

"In the way of me and JERRY."

As cliche as it is I feel empowered by my line and gain quite the lift in confidence I needed. I sock the bastard in the face, breathing heavily and not shouting loud enough for the world to hear.. Unlike a certain somebody... He's still lying in bed, his nose scrunched up and a little swollen.. I hit him again.. and again... and again.... His nose starts to bleed and he finally clambers out of his bed..

He lifts himself before throwing his body right onto me, in an attempt to pounce on me. I fall over and glare at Bill.. He grabs my hair by the hairtie and pulls tight... He KNOWS the thing is practically imbedded into my scalp.. So I quickly flip myself over and we begin to wrestle. At this point I don't even care about waking Bill's mom.. Or waking the guys.. Or the fact that I confessed about Jerry.... Bill HAD to go.

"HAH," Bill laughs "I KNEW IT! I KNEW THAT YOU WERE FUCKING JERRY!"

"I'm NOT fucking Jerry what the hell?! I'm not a faggot!"

"Yes the fuck you are! YOU'RE KILLING ME TO FUCK JERRY."

"Shut the FUCK UP Bill"

I pick him up by his neck with both hands, squeezing tight. He dangles in my grasp and I feel his hands clawing at mine. Silently begging for me to let him go.. Of course I wont! Do you think I'd miss out on an opportunity like this?! I'll be the next leader.. I'm the 2nd member after all...

The light leaves from Bill's eyes.. His limbs go limp.. His screeching has ceased.. I let him go.. I think he's dead... I think he's DEAD! I killed him! I... I killed him.. What have I done?! What the fuck is wrong with me!?

My vision darted around, no one was coming this way so might as well make it look like he's asleep before someone does.. I carried Bill back into bed.. Covering his mangled and oxygen deprived face with the blanket.. I stood above him' crossing my arms and proud of my job at covering him up.. I was so "proud" that I failed to hear the footsteps approaching the room.

Creeeaaaaakkkkkkk

The door creaked opened. Light seeped into the room and the shadow of a figure stood over me. Someone was in the doorway and staring inside. They aren't saying anything.. I don't know who it is.. And frankly I don't care...

"Uh.." The person cleared their throat.. They sound concerned..

Fuck.. Fuckfuckfuckfuck... I can't get caught... FUCK I CANT GET CAUGHT. IT'LL BE THE END.. THE END OF JOSH..

"J-Josh.." I know that voice, that's JERRY'S voice.. 

"Juh- JERRY.. Jerry!" I tripped over my words, then fell, and rolled down a hill. "Hey Jer.. It's not what it looks like!"

"Josh what the hell..?"

"Jerry! Jer-Bear! Nothing's happening here! Ya hear? Nothing!"

"I heard shouting.. And... Hey-"

"What? What's 'Hey'? Nothing's 'Hey' here! You're probably just-"

Jerry shoves me out of the way and pulls the blanket off of Bill while looking at me and speaking.. The way he looks at me makes my already racing heart skip a beat... And oh god it hurt... It feels like I got stabbed by a staple gun straight to the heart...

"Josh, Why isn't Bill saying anything.. He's not sleeping.."

"Well.. Uh.."

"He can't be sleeping. He was just screami-"

Jerry looks down at Bill and pauses. Looking down at his face, his bloody nose, the bruises... Jerry then looks back up at me.. He looks disgusted.. Part of my soul died... But I can't help but admire how he looks when mad.. He's NEVER mad.. This is a rare occurrence to me at least...

He stared at me, longer than he normally did. He then walked up to me.. Was this finally it? Was he finally going to realize the fact that Bill is an inconsiderate sleazeball that doesn't deserve him..?

"OW" I cry as Jerry socks me in the face, I hold my cheek and stumble back.. Buckling over for a second before looking back up at Jerry, his fist still outreached towards my face. He's breathing heavily.. He's pissed... Pissed at me for beating up Bill... I beat him up all the time!

"Why.. Did you do that?!" Jerry huffed while standing up straight again..

"I.. Well.." Jerry hits me again. It hurts like hell but I can't bring myself to fight him back.. Like I'm some kind of sissy.. Like some kind of faggot..

"He wasn't doing anything to you this time!" Jerry yelled, he was yelling at me.. Holy shit... I might've fucked up.. "For once Bill wasn't screaming our ears off and you go up to his room and beat him unconscious?!"

"..."

"What the fuck is wrong with you?! Genuinely!"

"Jerry NOTHING is wrong with me-"

"Then why did you feel the need to beat up Bill?!"

"He was in the way!"

"In the way of WHAT Josh?!"

"In the way of us."

"What..?"

"US Jerry. You and me."

"What about us?! We barely talk in the first place.."

"That's the thing. Bill's in the way. He's why we don't talk as often.." I began to think of how to stretch this into a big enough lie to convince Jerry..

To convince Jerry that I'm the better option for him.. To convince Jerry what I did was right. Fuck Bill.. And fuck Pete and his dumbass plan too. I'm this close. Why slow down now? Why not pull the strings in my favor. Why not mess around. Why not finally get what I wanted all along.