Moving On
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Original - Misc › -Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
5
Views:
1,809
Reviews:
16
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.
Moving On
Little author’s note real quick like. The first attempt at putting up this story was a success but it was also on my sister’s account. That was completely unintentional on my part and she will be removing it as soon as I can tell her! Sorry for the mix up and do enjoy^^
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There were a lot of things I hated in life. Waiting in line at the movie theatre to get popcorn, debating with professors over grades, film on top of my coffee. But there were few things in life I hated more than the man sitting in front of me.
We’ve been roommates since college and friends even longer. We grew out of diapers together…went through school together, learned to drive together. Hell, we even shared our very first girlfriend. It seems unlikely that we’d ever split up really.
“I told you Jake, I’m moving out.” he intones quietly, taking a tentative sip of the morning sludge he calls coffee.
My expression goes slack and I watch different thoughts fly across his own before settling on carefully neutral.
“Out? Out?! Vince! We’ve been together forever! How can you separate us now?” It was unbelievable! Unheard of, against the rules! It just wasn’t fair.
“That’s my point Jake, we’ve been together forever. It’s time for me to move on and do something with my life. I can’t plan my future around you. We’re still best friends and we will be ten years from now, but I need to find something better.”
Better? He thought this was better?! “Vince…” He shakes his head sharply and sets the chipped coffee mug down on the table. “No, Jake, this discussion is over. I’m moving out. I won’t be leaving for a week or two, I still haven’t found a place I liked yet but I will eventually and when I do I’m leaving.”
That was it then? It was over…just like that? This couldn’t be happening to me, not now, not ever. Vincent was like the other half of me, a brother I was glad I never had. Sure we fought and we got along like cats and dogs sometimes…but damn, I never thought I’d see the day when he would be moving out of my life. Yeah okay it was a little dramatic. It wasn’t like he’d be moving out and then disappearing forever, but the pain wasn’t any less real. At that moment I hated him, really truly hated him.
“Look, Jake, you’ll be fine I promise. Get a dog or something. I hear retrievers are great companions. It’s just like having another person in the house. You know, except he’ll be huge and furry and he’ll find your crotch more interesting than most humans would.” There was the barest hint of a smirk to his lips, a rare moment of teasing from the usually solemn older man. But I couldn’t bring myself to smile back, to take joy in the fact that he was being something other than stuffy for once. He was leaving me, alone, for the first time in my life. I never realized just how much I depended on him being there.
“I uh…I’m going for a jog. I’ll be back.” I murmur and stumble away from the table, pointedly ignoring the concerned look he gives me. I was stronger than this. It wasn’t like I was going to die not having the jackass around twenty-four seven. He was annoying and nosy and always treating me like a child. This was my chance to be an adult, to show him I don’t need his help…or anyone else’s for that matter. I was a grown man…I could deal with this.
Not bothering to change out of the sweatpants I usually slept in I toss a grey ‘Army’ shirt over them and tug on my Nikes, my favorites with the silver swoosh. I bypass the kitchen table and Vince’s quiet form and step outside. I let the screen door slam behind me, ignoring the startled look from Mrs. Grant next door. Her aged and wrinkled face peers out from between her precious zinnias. Her expression was never a pleasant one and today she looked more pug-like than ever.
“You kids these days have no respect.” she grumbled at me and I give her a peeved look.
“I’m 23 Mrs. Grant.” She shakes her head and lets the zinnias fall back into place, blocking my view of her sour expression. I can still hear her mumbling but it’s too soft to make out any words and she is all but drowned out as I lift the headphones of my mp3 up. Amy Lee was always a soothing balm whenever I was upset and today was no different.
Lyrics to the song “Broken” float from the headphones, drowning out the sound of passing cars and the bothersome yapping of the dog next door as I turn and lurch into a comfortable jog.
You know, maybe I should get a dog. At least a dog wouldn’t yell at me to pick up my laundry off the bathroom floor.
TBC
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Okay guys don’t freak out, that was a reeeallly short chapter I know but it was only the intro, I needed to set things up for the rest of the story. I will be updating as soon as possible so please be patient with me. Please review!
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There were a lot of things I hated in life. Waiting in line at the movie theatre to get popcorn, debating with professors over grades, film on top of my coffee. But there were few things in life I hated more than the man sitting in front of me.
We’ve been roommates since college and friends even longer. We grew out of diapers together…went through school together, learned to drive together. Hell, we even shared our very first girlfriend. It seems unlikely that we’d ever split up really.
“I told you Jake, I’m moving out.” he intones quietly, taking a tentative sip of the morning sludge he calls coffee.
My expression goes slack and I watch different thoughts fly across his own before settling on carefully neutral.
“Out? Out?! Vince! We’ve been together forever! How can you separate us now?” It was unbelievable! Unheard of, against the rules! It just wasn’t fair.
“That’s my point Jake, we’ve been together forever. It’s time for me to move on and do something with my life. I can’t plan my future around you. We’re still best friends and we will be ten years from now, but I need to find something better.”
Better? He thought this was better?! “Vince…” He shakes his head sharply and sets the chipped coffee mug down on the table. “No, Jake, this discussion is over. I’m moving out. I won’t be leaving for a week or two, I still haven’t found a place I liked yet but I will eventually and when I do I’m leaving.”
That was it then? It was over…just like that? This couldn’t be happening to me, not now, not ever. Vincent was like the other half of me, a brother I was glad I never had. Sure we fought and we got along like cats and dogs sometimes…but damn, I never thought I’d see the day when he would be moving out of my life. Yeah okay it was a little dramatic. It wasn’t like he’d be moving out and then disappearing forever, but the pain wasn’t any less real. At that moment I hated him, really truly hated him.
“Look, Jake, you’ll be fine I promise. Get a dog or something. I hear retrievers are great companions. It’s just like having another person in the house. You know, except he’ll be huge and furry and he’ll find your crotch more interesting than most humans would.” There was the barest hint of a smirk to his lips, a rare moment of teasing from the usually solemn older man. But I couldn’t bring myself to smile back, to take joy in the fact that he was being something other than stuffy for once. He was leaving me, alone, for the first time in my life. I never realized just how much I depended on him being there.
“I uh…I’m going for a jog. I’ll be back.” I murmur and stumble away from the table, pointedly ignoring the concerned look he gives me. I was stronger than this. It wasn’t like I was going to die not having the jackass around twenty-four seven. He was annoying and nosy and always treating me like a child. This was my chance to be an adult, to show him I don’t need his help…or anyone else’s for that matter. I was a grown man…I could deal with this.
Not bothering to change out of the sweatpants I usually slept in I toss a grey ‘Army’ shirt over them and tug on my Nikes, my favorites with the silver swoosh. I bypass the kitchen table and Vince’s quiet form and step outside. I let the screen door slam behind me, ignoring the startled look from Mrs. Grant next door. Her aged and wrinkled face peers out from between her precious zinnias. Her expression was never a pleasant one and today she looked more pug-like than ever.
“You kids these days have no respect.” she grumbled at me and I give her a peeved look.
“I’m 23 Mrs. Grant.” She shakes her head and lets the zinnias fall back into place, blocking my view of her sour expression. I can still hear her mumbling but it’s too soft to make out any words and she is all but drowned out as I lift the headphones of my mp3 up. Amy Lee was always a soothing balm whenever I was upset and today was no different.
Lyrics to the song “Broken” float from the headphones, drowning out the sound of passing cars and the bothersome yapping of the dog next door as I turn and lurch into a comfortable jog.
You know, maybe I should get a dog. At least a dog wouldn’t yell at me to pick up my laundry off the bathroom floor.
TBC
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Okay guys don’t freak out, that was a reeeallly short chapter I know but it was only the intro, I needed to set things up for the rest of the story. I will be updating as soon as possible so please be patient with me. Please review!