Status: It's Complicated.

It was the next day and I already had the outline of how I was going to blackmail them. I knew I had to record an intimidate moment of theirs but "Where?" was my question. Trying to figure out how to get this video was like the time I tried getting that picture of Brendon. But this time I couldn't just make up a lie and ask if I could record them. Seriously, now that would just be stupid. Then the thought came to me: their bedroom. That was really the only place they could privately do stuff with each other. Now if I got something like that on tape, it would be the perfect blackmail. I was definitely going to do this today.
Throughout the morning, afternoon, and into the evening I didn't even bother the love birds. After dinner I went upstairs to try to find a video camera. Why didn't I do that earlier you ask? Well I honestly didn't know if I had a camera around. Plus, I was too busy planning everything out. I then went through my closet, finding old toys and crap. As soon as I dug to the very back I found a camera! Not only a camera, but my video camera that my dad bought for me when I was 11. It was a little dirty, so I brushed it off. Then I tried to turn it on. (Moment of truth) And... it worked! "Yes!" I gladly whispered to myself. Considering that I haven't touched it in a few years I looked at the old videos on it, yes, I remembered how to work it. The video's consisted of me playing with some toys, like, acting out a story with them. Oh, the childhood memories. I looked to see how much time I had left on the camera. It said: 23 minutes. Oh perfect. Not that the video would end up that long... god... I hope not. I then looked at my clock: 9:42 PM. Quickly I went outside my room to try to find 'them' to make sure they weren't in their room. I rushed downstairs and what do you know? They were sitting on the couch just watching T.V. Hopefully that would give me enough time to set it up. Before I went into their room, I grabbed the old tri-pod out of the hall closet. When I finally made my way into their room I tried to find a good spot to set up the camera. Well I obviously couldn't set it up in plain sight. I wasn't going to set it up in the bathroom. God no. Then I turned to see a closet. I think it was Brendon's since it was on his side. Quickly, I opened the closet door and squeezed my way in. Why squeeze? Well Brendon had a hell of a lot of stuff. Also, it wasn't a walk in closet, but I fit in perfectly. It also had one of those sliding doors so I could be able to just open it enough so that the camera screen could capture the room, but specifically, their beds. Honestly, at the back of my mind, I felt a little perverted for doing this, but hey, if this was the only way to get them back, I guess I had to be a pervert for once. It's not like I would review the tape though! And besides, all I was going to do would be to just set up and leave. As soon as I got into a comfortable position I started to put the camera on the tri-pod. Then I set it to where I thought in would get a good shot. I turned on the LCD screen to make sure. It wasn't too perfect to I moved it around a little more. As soon as I got it ready, I was about to open the next sliding door until I heard the doorknob turn. Shit! Quickly, I closed closet door and tried my best to be quiet. Oh great, now I'm gunna be stuck in here.
I could hear them walking in. Then I heard the *click* of the doorknob. Oh. Shit. They locked the door, which meant they were bound to... do stuff. Yeah, perfect timing, Alice.
I then, being the curious kind of person I am, looked at the LCD screen. Before I forgot, I pushed record. At the back of my mind I really didn't want to watch, but at the same time I was curious, like I said. Well this was how the picture went:
Ryan was laying on the bed and Brendon was on top of him, propped up so he was looking down at the hazel eyed boy. Then they kissed, kissed some more. Then I could see their tongues, okay yeah this was getting... interesting. Honestly, it looked like their mouths and or tongues were fighting for dominance somehow. They kissed for who knows how long. I could hear the wet smacking of their lips. I could hear their breaths in between the kisses. Okay maybe this didn't bother me too much, I had watched movies before were stuff like this happened... even though in the movie's case it was a guy and a girl. Then I could see them taking off each others shirts. Oh great. The nervousness, once again, hit the pit of my stomach, blatantly telling me I need to stop watching this or else I would be scarred for life. I then looked away from the screen, still hearing the wet smacks of their kisses. Soon enough I looked back on the screen again because I could hear the kissing stop. They were both naked. Jesus fucking Christ I need to stop looking back at the screen. Luckily I didn't really see their "certain" body parts. Strangely, out of Brendon I heard a, "May I?" Well what the fuck was that supposed to mean? I honestly wanted to see what he meant, but at the same time I knew it would probably scar me. I decided to just not look. I had no choice but to listen though. For a moment it was just silent. I could hear some movements coming from the bed, but I'm pretty sure they weren't really doing anything. Then I heard an almost whine then a, "Bren... fuck." A chill ran down my spine. Ryan's voice. Goddamn. I instantly felt way more curious them before to know what was going on. I look slightly at the screen and I could see Ryan sitting, yet with his legs spread. Brendon was close in between Ryan's legs. I could see Brendon's head move up and down something and then I realized what it was: Ryan's 'certain' part. I gagged to myself. Oh my god. OH my god. I pushed my hands up to my eyes trying to block away the mental picture. I could hear Ryan's moaning again. God I really wish I wasn't hear right now. Then I heard something out of Ryan's voice, his beautiful mysterious shy lovely voice, that spilled out the words, "Brendon... fuck me." It almost sounded like he was begging for it. Holy shit. I closed my hears tight trying to block out everything. At that moment I wish I wasn't there, but at the same time I at least wished I couldn't hear anything. Yep, I was going to be scarred. I then quietly tried to back away far from this event as possible, but as soon as I tried to move back, I just hit the back wall of the closet. Oh great. I tried to keep my ears shut, knowing what was about to go on, but after a few minutes, I could hear the 'noises'. I could even hear the bed move. For me, being an almost 15 year old girl, I obviously couldn't handle this. I was probably never going to talk or listen to them... the same way again... especially since I just heard both of them saying they were going to quote "come" in the same 2 minutes. It was last year when I learned about this shit so I definitely knew what that meant. At this point I was in the middle of disgusted, annoyed, and disturbed. Then it had been at least 5 minutes and I didn't hear anything. I then look back at the LCD screen, knowing they were done. This was the picture:
Ryan laying closest to the end of the bed/closet side while staring at Brendon. Brendon on the other side (obviously) looking into Ryan's eyes. The sheet that was on both of them ran just above their navels. Brendon's hand is stroking Ryan's face. The dark chocolate eyed boy has a smile on his face. Ryan puts his lips against Brendon's. Then Ryan says in a gentle almost angelic voice, "I love you."
"I love you too... so much." Brendon replies, his eyes are sparkling with all honesty while he snuggles into Ryan's bare chest. Brendon's eyes quickly close. Then Ryan quickly turns off the light from the lamp that is just to the side of him on the night stand. I quickly turn off the camera, knowing that they might see the LCD light. I then slowly move to the camera's side of the closet and look at them myself. They were snuggled up with each other; Ryan's hand brushing through Brendon's hair. At that moment I couldn't help but realize how much they did love each other. It almost seemed like one of those precious sentimental moments that you just want to look at forever. Just, that moment. Two people so in love just holding each other close, nothing more. Each time I would see that in movies I always used to say to myself, "God... I wish that were me." I then backed away from the camera's side of the closet, got comfy, and tried to sleep.