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Original - Misc › -Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
36
Views:
9,423
Reviews:
50
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Chapter 21
Title: Running Blind
Author: Midnighteyes
Pairing: Vin/Orlando. Orlando/?
Rating: R for strong language
Disclaimer: The characters that are in this story are fictional.. I'm not making any profite off this story. For entertainment only.
Summary: My life was never my own, for you see I was bought and paid for. I never had any choice in what he did to me, I was his slave.
A/N: The characters aren't mine but the story is... Please do not copy!!
Chapter 21
Jared grumbled as he walked through the store. He really needed to find something for the fucking brat that has everything and get the hell out of there. Sighing, he turned left and headed down another aisle.
Jared’s leather boots clicked as he walked along the tile floor. As he glanced from one object to another, he passed several people, making eye contact with nearly everyone. Several stared back with lust in their eyes; others regarded him with disgust. Hardening his features, Jared’s eyes shifted downward, a little object catching his eye.
As he bent forward, his brown locks covered his face. Absorbed in what he was looking at, Jared didn’t notice the person that had walked up beside him.
“Well, well, look what we have here,” a sneering voice said from above.
Jerking his head up, Jared’s blue eyes lock with dark brown ones. Straightening, Jared stared at his one time friend.
“It’s been a long time, Johnny,” Jared said, his voice slightly trembling.
Looking Jared up and down, Johnny’s eyes studied the person in front of him. From the black leather jacket that partially covered a tight black see-thru shirt, to the black leather pants that hugged the slut’s hips and snakeskin boots. Shaking his head, Johnny laughed.
Jared’s eyes narrowed as he watched Johnny. Who the fuck did he think he was to laugh at him? “What the fuck are you laughing at, cunt?”
As the laughter slowly died, Johnny’s eyes narrowed. “You’re you calling a cunt, whore?”
Jared burst out laughing. “That’s calling the kettle black, isn’t it, Johnny?”
Johnny’s eyes narrowed further. He had liked Jared when the boy worked at the club but that was in the past now.
“I was just thinking…” Johnny paused.
“Oh God, don’t strain yourself, or you might hurt something,” Jared snickered. His eyes turned dark blue at the joy he felt when Johnny’s face turned red.
“It seems you can take the whore off the street but you can’t take the street out of the whore,” Johnny retorted.
Narrowing his eyes, Jared stiffened. “What the fuck do you want, Johnny?”
“I saw you and had to come over and say hi.” Johnny’s voice became sweet.
“You’ve said hi, so get the fuck away from me,” Jared snarled. He was about to turn when Johnny’s next words stopped him dead in his tracks.
“How is your Vin?”
Swinging around, Jared’s eyes shot open then narrowed, his nose flaring. Moving until he was in Johnny’s face, he pointed one slender finger mere inches from Johnny nose. Jared clenched his teeth and spoke in a deadly tone. “You don’t speak his name out of your fucking mouth; he is none of your fucking business.”
Johnny titled his head and stared at Jared. He still loved how he could rile the boy up with no effort at all.
Trying to control his emotions, Jared stepped back. “I mean it, Johnny. You stay the fuck away from him, or so help me…”
“Or so help me what, Jared?” Johnny anger was rising. “I’ve heard that Vin has a very big…”
Before he could finish his sentence, Jared had drawn back his fist and hit Johnny dead in the eye.
Johnny shook his head; his mind in a haze. Looking up, he saw Jared above him with murder in his eyes. Johnny couldn’t believe the slut actually hit him.
Rising quickly, Johnny touched the spot where Jared had hit him. Cursing when he saw blood on his hand, he looked up into Jared’s eyes.
“Remember this, slut.” Johnny’s voice was low and menacing. “You might work in a fancy office and dress yourself up,” looking Jared up and down, “well maybe not up, but you’re no better than me. You’ll always be a slut, nothing or nobody will change that.”
With those words, Johnny turned and walked away.
Jared stared after him. He knew he’d just made a very dangerous enemy. Sighing, he felt a pang of sadness. They use to be close at one time but that is in the past now. His future lay with Vin.
Jared could feel several pairs of eyes staring at him. Grabbing the first object his eyes landed on, Jared headed for the checkout counter. The party would be starting soon and Jared wanted to get there as soon as he could. He wanted – no, he needed – to be close to Vin. Only Vin could make him feel. Only Vin.
TBC
Please review and let me know what you think !!!
A/N: I want to personally thank everyone that has reveiwed. All of you are such sweethearts for reveiwing and it warms my heart!!!
Author: Midnighteyes
Pairing: Vin/Orlando. Orlando/?
Rating: R for strong language
Disclaimer: The characters that are in this story are fictional.. I'm not making any profite off this story. For entertainment only.
Summary: My life was never my own, for you see I was bought and paid for. I never had any choice in what he did to me, I was his slave.
A/N: The characters aren't mine but the story is... Please do not copy!!
Chapter 21
Jared grumbled as he walked through the store. He really needed to find something for the fucking brat that has everything and get the hell out of there. Sighing, he turned left and headed down another aisle.
Jared’s leather boots clicked as he walked along the tile floor. As he glanced from one object to another, he passed several people, making eye contact with nearly everyone. Several stared back with lust in their eyes; others regarded him with disgust. Hardening his features, Jared’s eyes shifted downward, a little object catching his eye.
As he bent forward, his brown locks covered his face. Absorbed in what he was looking at, Jared didn’t notice the person that had walked up beside him.
“Well, well, look what we have here,” a sneering voice said from above.
Jerking his head up, Jared’s blue eyes lock with dark brown ones. Straightening, Jared stared at his one time friend.
“It’s been a long time, Johnny,” Jared said, his voice slightly trembling.
Looking Jared up and down, Johnny’s eyes studied the person in front of him. From the black leather jacket that partially covered a tight black see-thru shirt, to the black leather pants that hugged the slut’s hips and snakeskin boots. Shaking his head, Johnny laughed.
Jared’s eyes narrowed as he watched Johnny. Who the fuck did he think he was to laugh at him? “What the fuck are you laughing at, cunt?”
As the laughter slowly died, Johnny’s eyes narrowed. “You’re you calling a cunt, whore?”
Jared burst out laughing. “That’s calling the kettle black, isn’t it, Johnny?”
Johnny’s eyes narrowed further. He had liked Jared when the boy worked at the club but that was in the past now.
“I was just thinking…” Johnny paused.
“Oh God, don’t strain yourself, or you might hurt something,” Jared snickered. His eyes turned dark blue at the joy he felt when Johnny’s face turned red.
“It seems you can take the whore off the street but you can’t take the street out of the whore,” Johnny retorted.
Narrowing his eyes, Jared stiffened. “What the fuck do you want, Johnny?”
“I saw you and had to come over and say hi.” Johnny’s voice became sweet.
“You’ve said hi, so get the fuck away from me,” Jared snarled. He was about to turn when Johnny’s next words stopped him dead in his tracks.
“How is your Vin?”
Swinging around, Jared’s eyes shot open then narrowed, his nose flaring. Moving until he was in Johnny’s face, he pointed one slender finger mere inches from Johnny nose. Jared clenched his teeth and spoke in a deadly tone. “You don’t speak his name out of your fucking mouth; he is none of your fucking business.”
Johnny titled his head and stared at Jared. He still loved how he could rile the boy up with no effort at all.
Trying to control his emotions, Jared stepped back. “I mean it, Johnny. You stay the fuck away from him, or so help me…”
“Or so help me what, Jared?” Johnny anger was rising. “I’ve heard that Vin has a very big…”
Before he could finish his sentence, Jared had drawn back his fist and hit Johnny dead in the eye.
Johnny shook his head; his mind in a haze. Looking up, he saw Jared above him with murder in his eyes. Johnny couldn’t believe the slut actually hit him.
Rising quickly, Johnny touched the spot where Jared had hit him. Cursing when he saw blood on his hand, he looked up into Jared’s eyes.
“Remember this, slut.” Johnny’s voice was low and menacing. “You might work in a fancy office and dress yourself up,” looking Jared up and down, “well maybe not up, but you’re no better than me. You’ll always be a slut, nothing or nobody will change that.”
With those words, Johnny turned and walked away.
Jared stared after him. He knew he’d just made a very dangerous enemy. Sighing, he felt a pang of sadness. They use to be close at one time but that is in the past now. His future lay with Vin.
Jared could feel several pairs of eyes staring at him. Grabbing the first object his eyes landed on, Jared headed for the checkout counter. The party would be starting soon and Jared wanted to get there as soon as he could. He wanted – no, he needed – to be close to Vin. Only Vin could make him feel. Only Vin.
TBC
Please review and let me know what you think !!!
A/N: I want to personally thank everyone that has reveiwed. All of you are such sweethearts for reveiwing and it warms my heart!!!