I've Put My Trust in You
Title: I've Put My Trust in You
Author: all-time-billie
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Flyrick
Summary: Matt comes home to something unexpected.
Disclaimer: I own nothing except for the story.
Author's Note: Prompt: Cheat
Title credit: Linkin Park - In The End
Well, I have nothing to say about this...
“Hey, Zack!” Matt said happily, answering his phone after seeing his boyfriend’s name flash on the screen.
“Hey baby, where are you?” The younger boy asked.
“Oh! I forgot to tell you. I’m gonna be late tonight, I have to go see my parents for some stuff. I don’t really know why.” The raven-haired boy said softly.
“When will you be back?” Zack asked him.
“It shouldn’t take more than an hour.” The older said.
“Okay.”
“I love you baby.” Matt told his boyfriend.
“Me too. Bye.” The younger said, hanging up the phone.
Matt had tried to be as fast as possible with his parents. He wanted to get back home to Zack because his boyfriend hadn’t seemed too happy on the phone. So, half an hour later, he was back at home. As soon as he entered the house, he could feel that something wasn’t right. He walked up to his and Zack’s room, undoing his tie and taking it off. As soon as he looked into the room, he realized what was wrong. Zack, his boyfriend of almost three years, was buried deep inside a well-built boy with blondish brown hair and tanned skin. A kind of whiny moan left the blond’s mouth as Zack pounded into him and Matt stayed stuck to the same place, tears filling his eyes and rolling down his cheeks. The two other boys were oblivious to his presence until a dry choked sob escaped the older boy’s throat. Zack stopped moving, turning his head around, the blond opening his eyes and looking questioningly at Zack after seeing Matt.
“I can’t believe you Zack.” Matt mumbled through his tears.
“Who’s that?” The blond asked, still looking confused.
“It’s, uh, he’s my boyfriend.” Zack said, lowly.
The blond pushed Zack off of him, getting up from the bed. “You told me you didn’t have one?” He screamed, pulling on his boxers.
“I knew you’d never want to help me cheat on someone, that’s why. But I wanted you.” Zack said, also getting up to pull on his clothes.
The blond pulled on the rest of his clothes and grabbed his jacket. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know.” He mumbled as he went past Matt, storming out of the room.
“Wait, Kyle.” Zack said, almost desperately.
“No, I told you Zack.” Kyle screamed, turning around. “You knew I had been cheated on before, that’s why I didn’t want a relationship.” He added, before going down the stairs and out of the house, the door slamming shut.
“I’m sorry Matt.” Zack said, looking at his feet.
“How long?” The older boy asked angrily even though tears were still sliding down his cheeks.
“We met at the gym about a year ago.” Zack mumbled.
“That’s not what I want to know. How long have you been cheating on me?” The smaller boy asked.
“I don’t know anymore. A few months.” The younger confessed.
“I thought you loved me. Am I not good enough for you?” Matt screamed, wiping away his tears.
“No. I love you, I swear I do, it’s not that. I just… I don’t know, I-“ Zack tried to explain himself but the older boy quickly cut him off.
“I don’t even want to know. Just get the fuck out of here.” He said, pointing to the door.
Zack sighed, picking up his cellphone and his keys. “I’m sorry, I still love you.” He said before walking out of the room.
“I don’t care.” The older boy said as Zack walked past him.
As soon as he heard the door close down the stairs, Matt slid down the wall, tears sliding down his cheeks and sobs raking his body as his hands covered his face. He still couldn’t believe that this was happening. Zack, the boy he loved with all his heart, the one he had trusted with his whole being, the one he thought could never hurt him had broken his trust and cheated on him. He quickly got his cellphone, opening a new text. With anger boiling in his veins, he typed the last few words he would ever address to Zack. ‘I don’t ever want to see you again. I hate you. You can come pick up your stuff tomorrow while I’m at work.’ He sent the text to Zack and turned off his cellphone. “Fuck this.” He told himself, wiping away his tears. “He’s not worth it.”
Author: all-time-billie
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Flyrick
Summary: Matt comes home to something unexpected.
Disclaimer: I own nothing except for the story.
Author's Note: Prompt: Cheat
Title credit: Linkin Park - In The End
Well, I have nothing to say about this...
“Hey, Zack!” Matt said happily, answering his phone after seeing his boyfriend’s name flash on the screen.
“Hey baby, where are you?” The younger boy asked.
“Oh! I forgot to tell you. I’m gonna be late tonight, I have to go see my parents for some stuff. I don’t really know why.” The raven-haired boy said softly.
“When will you be back?” Zack asked him.
“It shouldn’t take more than an hour.” The older said.
“Okay.”
“I love you baby.” Matt told his boyfriend.
“Me too. Bye.” The younger said, hanging up the phone.
Matt had tried to be as fast as possible with his parents. He wanted to get back home to Zack because his boyfriend hadn’t seemed too happy on the phone. So, half an hour later, he was back at home. As soon as he entered the house, he could feel that something wasn’t right. He walked up to his and Zack’s room, undoing his tie and taking it off. As soon as he looked into the room, he realized what was wrong. Zack, his boyfriend of almost three years, was buried deep inside a well-built boy with blondish brown hair and tanned skin. A kind of whiny moan left the blond’s mouth as Zack pounded into him and Matt stayed stuck to the same place, tears filling his eyes and rolling down his cheeks. The two other boys were oblivious to his presence until a dry choked sob escaped the older boy’s throat. Zack stopped moving, turning his head around, the blond opening his eyes and looking questioningly at Zack after seeing Matt.
“I can’t believe you Zack.” Matt mumbled through his tears.
“Who’s that?” The blond asked, still looking confused.
“It’s, uh, he’s my boyfriend.” Zack said, lowly.
The blond pushed Zack off of him, getting up from the bed. “You told me you didn’t have one?” He screamed, pulling on his boxers.
“I knew you’d never want to help me cheat on someone, that’s why. But I wanted you.” Zack said, also getting up to pull on his clothes.
The blond pulled on the rest of his clothes and grabbed his jacket. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know.” He mumbled as he went past Matt, storming out of the room.
“Wait, Kyle.” Zack said, almost desperately.
“No, I told you Zack.” Kyle screamed, turning around. “You knew I had been cheated on before, that’s why I didn’t want a relationship.” He added, before going down the stairs and out of the house, the door slamming shut.
“I’m sorry Matt.” Zack said, looking at his feet.
“How long?” The older boy asked angrily even though tears were still sliding down his cheeks.
“We met at the gym about a year ago.” Zack mumbled.
“That’s not what I want to know. How long have you been cheating on me?” The smaller boy asked.
“I don’t know anymore. A few months.” The younger confessed.
“I thought you loved me. Am I not good enough for you?” Matt screamed, wiping away his tears.
“No. I love you, I swear I do, it’s not that. I just… I don’t know, I-“ Zack tried to explain himself but the older boy quickly cut him off.
“I don’t even want to know. Just get the fuck out of here.” He said, pointing to the door.
Zack sighed, picking up his cellphone and his keys. “I’m sorry, I still love you.” He said before walking out of the room.
“I don’t care.” The older boy said as Zack walked past him.
As soon as he heard the door close down the stairs, Matt slid down the wall, tears sliding down his cheeks and sobs raking his body as his hands covered his face. He still couldn’t believe that this was happening. Zack, the boy he loved with all his heart, the one he had trusted with his whole being, the one he thought could never hurt him had broken his trust and cheated on him. He quickly got his cellphone, opening a new text. With anger boiling in his veins, he typed the last few words he would ever address to Zack. ‘I don’t ever want to see you again. I hate you. You can come pick up your stuff tomorrow while I’m at work.’ He sent the text to Zack and turned off his cellphone. “Fuck this.” He told himself, wiping away his tears. “He’s not worth it.”