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"Fuck you!" He blurted out, flinching as Cayman walked closer to him.
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One second he was looking directly into his eyes, and the other he was on the floor, holding half of his face in pain.
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It had been ten minutes, although it seemed like four hours to the boy who was still on the floor, looking at the ceiling and holding his jaw.
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He flinched as the door slowly opened, revealing a concerned Chase. "There you are, what the fuck! I looked away for like a second and..." He stopped. "Hey.. what happened to your face?"
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"I think my ex crush just punched me." He replied blankly, as Chase laid down on the floor next to him.
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"What the fuck? Who?"
"Cayman Rhodes."
"Cayman Rhodes?! I thought he was like... nice or some shit."
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"Well clearly not fucking nice if he just punched me in the face." Jorge scoffed, sitting up.
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Chase quickly picked himself up. "Jorge, you know that's not what I meant. Fine. Get home safe!" He yelled, before Jorge slammed the door shut.
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He ran down the stairs, looking for a six foot tall man
anywhere in sight. "Have you seen Benja— Benji Krol?"
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He had asked maybe seven random people, before finally finding Benji. He quickly raced over to him. "You need to get me the... fuck out of this house right now!" He yelled.
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Benji nodded, saying goodbye to his friends. Jorge tugged on the hem of his shirt, dragging them to his car.
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"What happened? Your face is all red." Jorge was blurting out everything that came to mind.
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"Cayman punched me! At least I think he did. I ended up on the floor, after he was a real fucking dick to me. And the whole reason I actually stayed at this party was to have fun with Chase, and just lose all my feelings after drinking like 10 shots. I don't even know how I feel anymore!" he stopped, the words escaping his lips.
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Benji balled his hands into fists, becoming angrier by the second. "He what? He hurt you? Jorge, I swear to god I will break every single fucking bone in his body."
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"And that!" Jorge yelled.
His confusion became clear. "What?"
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"That stupid feeling I get every time you say shit like that! That caring stuff. I feel like my heart is gonna explode. My stomach is tying itself in fucking knots every time I'm around you and I don't know how to stop it!"
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Benji softened, almost melting into his seat. "You really mean that?" He asked, placing his hand on Jorge's cheek, as he winced.
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"I mean every word." He sighed.
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Both of their breaths hitched, noticing that the two were involuntarily getting closer to the other.
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"Benji..." He whispered, looking into his eyes. Yep, definitely closer, he thought.
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This set Benji off, as he nearly shoved himself onto him, not caring about anything other than the lips meeting his own.
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THIS MY FAV CHAPTER SO FAR BUT I KINDA HATE IT AT THE SAME TIME THANKSS FOR READING
BINABASA MO ANG
its all fake -- benjey
Fanfictionjorge could feel his stomach drop as he looked through his closet to find his notes, or, lack-thereof. or: jorges love letters get sent out with benji first in line to receive one.
