#32: Dear John
Title: Don't Go Anywhere
Word Count: 420
Rating: PG
Fandom or Original: Original, Pictures in my Head 'verse
Pairings (if any): Brian/ Jordan
Warnings (Non-Con/Dub-Con/etc): none
Summary: Jordan considers breaking up with Brian.
“Dear Brian..”
My voice broke as I started talking. I had to stop the tape and clear my throat. How could I do this? The answer was obvious. I had to do this, but it was impossible…
I rewound the tape and tried again.
“Dear Brian,
I found someone else…”
No, that was a lie.
“Dear Brian,
I wish I could just say this to your face. I wish I didn’t have to do this at all. Look, this isn’t gonna work out, you and me. We have nothing in common, maybe besides being athletic, but who cares about that? We don’t the important things in common, like… I can’t even think of what, but does it really matter? The truth is, I don’t think I can do this. I know you’ll probably hear this a million times in your life and maybe I’m just a horrible person, but I can’t. There are so many little things that I never even thought about, difficulties that no one else has to worry about it. I guess you’ve gotten used to it. But the truth is-”
I looked up. Brian was coming toward his locker, he was holding his sunglasses in one hand and his cane in the other. He must have been coming from gym and hadn’t had the chance to put the glasses back on yet. He rose his eyebrows at me as he approached. I stopped the tape quickly. “What are you doing, Jordan?”
My stomach started shaking. I felt terrible. “I was just recording something for you.”
The corners of his mouth went up slowly. “Oh yeah? A love letter?”
I had to chuckle. “Something like that,” I lied.
“Well, I won’t interrupt you. I just needed to grab my math book.”
He reached around me into his locker. He must have known it was open somehow. It had been a dumb idea to record this right here in the hall. As Brian reached around, he surprised me and pulled me into a tight hug. “Please don’t go anywhere, Jordan,” he whispered into my ear.
“What are you talking about?” I asked at regular volume, trying to break away and look at his face. My words felt too loud against his neck.
He just pulled me closer. “You’ve been so distant lately. I just don’t want you to do something you might regret.” He finally pulled back a little. His absent eyes met mine and I swore for a second, he could see me, see into my soul.
Word Count: 420
Rating: PG
Fandom or Original: Original, Pictures in my Head 'verse
Pairings (if any): Brian/ Jordan
Warnings (Non-Con/Dub-Con/etc): none
Summary: Jordan considers breaking up with Brian.
“Dear Brian..”
My voice broke as I started talking. I had to stop the tape and clear my throat. How could I do this? The answer was obvious. I had to do this, but it was impossible…
I rewound the tape and tried again.
“Dear Brian,
I found someone else…”
No, that was a lie.
“Dear Brian,
I wish I could just say this to your face. I wish I didn’t have to do this at all. Look, this isn’t gonna work out, you and me. We have nothing in common, maybe besides being athletic, but who cares about that? We don’t the important things in common, like… I can’t even think of what, but does it really matter? The truth is, I don’t think I can do this. I know you’ll probably hear this a million times in your life and maybe I’m just a horrible person, but I can’t. There are so many little things that I never even thought about, difficulties that no one else has to worry about it. I guess you’ve gotten used to it. But the truth is-”
I looked up. Brian was coming toward his locker, he was holding his sunglasses in one hand and his cane in the other. He must have been coming from gym and hadn’t had the chance to put the glasses back on yet. He rose his eyebrows at me as he approached. I stopped the tape quickly. “What are you doing, Jordan?”
My stomach started shaking. I felt terrible. “I was just recording something for you.”
The corners of his mouth went up slowly. “Oh yeah? A love letter?”
I had to chuckle. “Something like that,” I lied.
“Well, I won’t interrupt you. I just needed to grab my math book.”
He reached around me into his locker. He must have known it was open somehow. It had been a dumb idea to record this right here in the hall. As Brian reached around, he surprised me and pulled me into a tight hug. “Please don’t go anywhere, Jordan,” he whispered into my ear.
“What are you talking about?” I asked at regular volume, trying to break away and look at his face. My words felt too loud against his neck.
He just pulled me closer. “You’ve been so distant lately. I just don’t want you to do something you might regret.” He finally pulled back a little. His absent eyes met mine and I swore for a second, he could see me, see into my soul.