You're the Only One...Aren't You?

Chapter 5: "Frankenstein + The Not-So-Bride"
[Jayy's P.O.V.]

"I...want to try something," I heard it echo through my mind, as if I was in an abandoned cave. It had been a few weeks since Dahvie's hospital trip, and I was thankful to be home, with Dahvie curled up in my arms as we lay on his bed. I felt his warm, soft skin against mine, both of us having our boxers on - mine black, and his a dark blue - with his cheek rested on my chest and his arm draped around my torso, clinging to me softly in his sleep. I couldn't stop thinking about what happened in the hospital...I couldn't believe I kissed him, finally...after all the time I'd spent dreaming, wishing, hoping one day I would do something about it - and it finally came true. The craziest part was he'd been the one to do it...he was the one who pulled me to him, and he didn't even seem upset that I'd bitten his neck. Was this my Dahvie, or did Savannah and Garrett somehow clone him or make a robot of him? I opened my eyes and stared at him for a minute from the corners of them, studying his face. I couldn't help but smile as I saw his luscious lips twitch gently in his sleep, and I turned my head slowly - as to not wake him up - to press my lips faintly against his. "No...this is my Dahvie; my partner in crime, my best friend, band mate, and...hopefully soon-to-be lover," I thought quietly, and I felt my cheeks blaze a bit as the last part came up. Hopefully one day - whenever he's ready...I'll be waiting patiently. I looked over at the clock to my right, checking the time - it was 9:09am - and then turned my head back to Dahvie gently, closing my eyes. "It's too early to get up - might as well try to sleep some more," I thought, holding Dahvie close to me as I slowly drifted off to my dream realm. It felt like days had passed when I woke up, because for some reason I had slept until about 6pm. "Holy fuck," I said, sitting up quickly, "Why the hell did I sleep so late?"

I stopped, getting light-headed, and I waited a minute before I pulled the blankets off of myself and stumbled out of the room, down the long dark hallway, and into the kitchen. A smile placed itself on my lips when I saw Sally and Andrew playing strip poker at the dining room table. "It figures," I said, walking past them and to the fridge behind Sally, "you WOULD be playing that here, wouldn't ya?" I heard Sally giggle and say, "Fuck yeah, Jayy. Your place is the best place to play any kind of stripping game, isn't it?" I rolled my eyes at her, grinning as I took out the bottle of Shasta Coca-Cola, unscrewing the cap and chugging some of it down. I screwed the cap back on and put it back in the fridge as Andrew yelled, "Wooo!!! Baby girl, you're going to lose to me, and you're going to be fuckin' nakedddd," as he laughed after. I chuckled quietly and sat down at the table with Sally to my left, and Andrew on my right, all though they were still across the table from each other. "Where's Dahvie," I asked quietly, looking from Sally to Andrew. I saw Sally glance up at Andrew, and then they were both looking at me. I instinctively freaked out inside, and asked, "What are you looking at? Where is he?" Sally frowned a bit and blinked a few times, replying with, "He left you a note - didn't you get it? It's over on the counter, behind Andrew." I nodded slowly and got up, grabbing the note as they continued their game, reading it.

"Hey Jayy, I went out to the clubs tonight, I hope you don't mind. I might be bringing back some ladies, and maybe a guy for you. ;) Just hang in there, man! -Lord D Vanity"

I sighed and frowned deeply, re-reading it over and over. "Why," I mumbled under my breath, feeling my eyes tear up a little bit. Andrew looked back at me and his eyebrows furrowed together in confusion, "What's up, Jayy? What's going on?" I didn't reply. I just simply handed him the note and walked back to the bedroom, the door slamming shut behind me. I slid down against the door, hugging my knees to my chest tightly...I felt pretty hurt...lost...confused...and angry. "Why in the hell would he be bringing back someone for both of us after what happened...? I thought...he knew how I felt...finally," I muttered to myself...I heard my voice crack a bit. Why was I getting so torn up about this? I knew it was coming...I knew it would happen - it's Dahvie fuckin' Vanity. "Maybe," I thought, "I just didn't see it happening to me...his best friend..." I slowly forced myself to get up, feeling the tears stream down my cheeks as I walked to the window, opening it and climbing up to sit in the sill. I stared up at the stars, wishing upon them that perhaps he'd realize just how much he meant to me - or at least that if he did, he'd show that he cared...

[Dahvie's P.O.V]

Weeks after I'd been in the hospital, and I find myself in Jayy's arms. I couldn't help but think about when I'd kissed him; why did I even do that? I thought that maybe I did really like him...but he's just been like my brother for so long that it's hard to imagine myself with him...I could feel him looking down at me, and felt his lips to mine. I acted asleep. I didn't want things to be awkward between us, and I didn't know if I could keep him from trying to seduce me right now, like he tried in the hospital. I waited 10 minutes before I opened my eyes, seeing Jayy's face close to mine. I felt my cheeks get hot and I knew I was blushing...I pressed my lips to his cheek before I slipped out of his arms carefully, and out of the room. I stood in the hallway, my back against the wall, thinking for a few minutes. "Why do I feel the way I do about Jayy? I really need to figure things out before one of us gets hurt," sighing, I added another thought, "I have to go to the club or bar later to pick up some girls. Maybe it's just me feeling lonely after the whole Savannah incident. Jayy would understand that...right?" I shook the thoughts from my mind and went out into the living room, sitting down on the little couch, and turning the TV on to watch my DVDs of Cowboy Bebop. Hours had passed, and I looked at the clock worriedly. "Jayy usually doesn't sleep this long," I thought to myself, "I guess he didn't sleep a lot in the past few weeks I've been home..." I got up and walked down the long hallway to my room, creeping in and getting dressed - it took about 10 minutes, and I checked the time. It was now 5:30pm, and I made my way quietly out of the dark room. I was in my light grey skinny jeans, my black short-sleeve shirt that had "ZERO" written on it, and a pair of converse; I was even wearing my goggles in my hair like I used to do. I already had my stripes for unity done on my face, so I grabbed my black jacket and stepped outside, gently closing the door behind me, and made my way over to the car. Opening the door, I stopped and looked up at my bedroom window, wondering if Jayy would be all right. I pushed the thoughts from my mind and climbed into the car, taking the keys from my jacket pocket and starting it, then minutes later found myself at one of the biggest clubs in Phoenix, Arizona.

I parked the car and leaped out, pocketing the keys, and walking up to the front doors. Lifting my hand, I flicked my wrist in a small wave to the guards as I smiled, and they grinned back at me. "Heyy Mr. Vanity," one of them called out, letting me in quickly. I slipped into the club, fixing my hair a bit, and moved past people fast, out onto the dance floor. My eyes scanned the room that flashed with strobe lights, colorful lights, and blared with electronica music. My eyes stopped on a couple of girls at the bar, my lips curving up into a small smirk as one of the girls looked over at me with her shy smile. She was gorgeous, standing under the soft normal lights of the bar, with dark chocolate brown hair that curved to the shape of her face, and then down into waves that landed toward what seemed would be the middle of her back. Her skin was smooth, and she was pale with rose colored cheeks. This girl wore a pair of denim skinny jeans, patched with two pre-ripped holes between her knees and thighs, and a white spaghetti strap shirt with a tiny black silk jacket that came up to her ribs. She took my breath away, and I slowly made my way over to her. "Well, hello there," she said, giggling softly as I walked up. "Hey there," I replied, "What's your name, gorgeous?" I saw her look me up and down slowly, seeming satisfied, with her emerald and gold flecked eyes. "I'm Trinity," she said as the music stopped to change songs, "Want to go back to your place or mine, Dahvie?" My cheeks turned a bit red as I replied, "Let's head back to my place, beautiful." We headed out of the club then, and out past the guards to my car. We got in and she turned my head to her, crushing her lips gently to mine once and then pulled away, smiling. I grinned - she really was breath taking - as I started the car and headed home. We talked the whole way there, and as we arrived, I saw legs hanging out the window. As I looked up, I saw it was Jayy, and his eyes were glazed over as he stared at the stars, as if he was in a trance; I knew when he was high, and this wasn't one of those times...he had to be upset. "But upset over what," I thought to myself.

[Jayy's P.O.V]

I sat there for what seemed like hours, just staring at the stars. I knew I had only been there a few minutes, but I was already cold, my body numb and stiff. I didn't even care that I was gripping the window sill so hard it hurt my fingers, or that Sally had come in and tried to talk to me. Just a second ago, I heard the door close behind me, but I didn't react - Sally knew to leave me alone if I wasn't responding to anything. I could still feel silent tears slidding down my cheeks as the wind blew through the trees wildly, and it felt eerie as if it was a quiet and depressing Halloween night. I heard a car coming, but didn't even look away from the darkened sky. It seemed as if it might rain tonight, and storm, hopefully. The car parked in our driveway, and I knew it had to be Dahvie and the fuck buddy of his choosing. I heard his soft voice call to me. "Jayy," he said, "Hey, come meet Trinity, okay?" My eyes shifted from the stars, down to Dahvie, and his jaw dropped a bit at the glare I gave him. I wanted him to know I was hurt - I wanted him to know that it wasn't going to be okay with me if he kissed me, then got a fuck buddy a few weeks later. His face softened a bit, and it almost looked like he might cry himself...because I knew he saw the tear drop from my face, towards the ground for its undenied, evercoming death. We held the gaze for a few seconds, and my eyes shifted up at the girl who stepped out of the passenger side. She turned and she smiled at me, even though I must have looked so pissed at her, and she said, "Hey...you must be Jayy. I'm Trinity --" I stopped her midsentence, saying, "I know who you are, thanks." Her smile disappeared and she nodded faintly, blinking a few times. "Dahvie, I'll meet you inside, okay," she said, and walked off into the house, closing the door quietly behind her.

As soon as the door closed I leaped from the window sill to the ground, landing on my feet and I fell towards Dahvie, purposely shoving him against the car. I pinned him there as I felt his body become tense, hearing him gasp as my body hit his, and I whispered into his ear, "Have fun with your slut...just remember you chose her over me, your best fucking friend." His body quivered a bit and relaxed as I released his arms, my own dropping to my sides, but I didn't move my body from his. My eyes closed as we stood like that, and he broke the silence, "Jayy...I didn't choose her over you. She's just staying the night...we're not going to do anything." I shook my head slowly and removed myself from him, going inside. I walked to the kitchen table, straight to Andrew, Sally, and Trinity. Trinity looked up at me questioningly, because I went straight towards her, and said, "Trinity. Are you just staying the night or are you planning on fucking Dahvie?" Sally's jaw dropped a bit at my forwardness, and Andrew slowly got up and went outside to the backyard. "Well," Trinity began, then paused a long while, "I was just going to stay the night. Originally Dahvie and I planned to do something, but he told me that he --" at that moment, Dahvie burst through the front door and walked swiftly over to us. He pushed me back until I was pinned against the glass door, and he stared straight into my eyes, a smile crossing his lips as he did so. I couldn't breathe at that moment - Dahvie's face was so close to mine that our foreheads were touching gently - and I felt my heart skip beats quickly. I tried to resume my pissed off look, but my shock betrayed me and I saw Dahvie's eyes travel down to my lips, then back to my eyes. "You don't trust me, Jayy," he asked in a quiet whisper, moving his lips closer to mine until they were merely a few centimeters apart. "I...t-trust you," I mumbled back, my voice quiet with anticipation and showing I was slightly nervous. He grinned a bit and then leaned in fully, his tender lips causing my eyes to close and deepen our kiss with more pashion than we had before, yet still I was gentle; I didn't want this to end, ever...it was all I'd wished for. My anger disappeared, along with my doubt and pain - Dahvie was all I ever needed to get through things.

[Dahvie's P.O.V]

I felt my heart shatter as I saw the look Jayy gave me; his eyes were cold, and I saw a tear fall from his face...it was as if he was looking at Daniel all over again. I could feel my eyes water, but I stopped myself from crying - but we held our stares for what seemed like eternity, until I heard the car door close. Jayy removed his eyes from me, and I could see his face become more agitated as his eyes fell upon her. I knew he was going to snap at her, but why was he so pissed off at me? He couldn't blame me for trying to get these new feelings out of my system..right? I shook my head slightly and glanced back at Trinity, seeing her smile as she said, "I'm Trinity," before being cut off by Jayy. "I know who you are, thanks," I heard a bit of sarcasm in his voice, and I looked at Trinity apologetically as her smile disappeared. She only blinked a few times and then looked to me, telling me she'd meet me inside, then walked off into the house. I watched her walk away, frowning a bit, then suddenly felt myself forced against the car and pinned down. My body instinctively went tense, and I gasped, then realizing it was Jayy. I felt warm being so close to him, and happy, even though I knew he was probably pretty pissed off at me. Jayy was my everything, and I prayed silently that he wouldn't be mad at me for long - I didn't know if I could handle it, especially after what happened with Savannah and Garrett. I had my cheek next to his as he whispered into my ear slowly, his voice shattering my soul from being so cold, "Have fun with your slut...just remember you chose her over me, your best fucking friend." At his words, I shook a bit, being frustrated and yet so disappointed in myself. What was I to say to make things better between us? My chest had pains in it, growing more and more with the silence that was caused between us. Jayy's arms were at his side again, but he was still leaning on me, our cheeks still right next to each other - at that moment, it just meant the world to me that he was still next to me, still by my side. I had to make things all right again. Finally I broke our long silence, explaining she was only staying the night. Trinity and I had talked a lot on the way home, and I remember telling her I was pretty sure I was in love with Jayy - that's all I had to say, and she was fine with it.

I slowly walked up to the porch, and I heard Trinity speaking. She said, "Dahvie and I planned to do something, but he told me that he --" and I busted in the door quickly. I knew if anyone was going to tell Jayy how I felt, it was going to be me. It had to be...on my own terms. I knew I was in love with Jayy - no one else had stayed by my side this long. No one else stayed asleep in the hospital waiting room for me, or comforted me like he could. This was it - this was my chance to tell Jayy how much I cared for him...and I wasn't going to ruin it. I went directly towards him, pinning him to the glass backdoor. I was gazing right into his chocolate brown eyes - he hadn't put his contacts in, worn makeup, or anything for the past two days. His eyes were beautiful, and it made me smile. I couldn't deny it any more...try as I might, it was obvious of the choice I had to make. I rested my forehead against his gently, and seconds later I saw Jayy trying to act like he was still pissed off, but I ignored it and let my eyes wander down towards his jawline, then to his lips. They were tempting to me...I remembered his lips against mine that morning, and my eyes shifted back to his. "You don't trust me, Jayy?" I moved my lips closer to his at this point, and he muttered in reply, "I...t-trust you," as his voice filled with excitement. He liked this...my attention only on him, not caring what the others thought. It felt good; I always sang about it, but this was different...this was between us. My smile got bigger as I leaned in the rest of the way, gently pressing my lips to his as I watched his eyes close and felt him deepen our kiss. Instinctively, I closed mine as well and we were so gentle with each other. This was the moment I knew Jayy and I would be together - I didn't know how long we would last, but it was worth a shot. I had butterflies, and I could feel my cheeks getting to a dark red as I remembered Sally and Trinity were still watching us - but it didn't stop me. My arms gently wrapped around Jayy's waist and pulled his body against mine, and I felt his arms wrap around my neck, pulling me a bit more into the kiss. "Jayy Von Monroe," I thought, "I'm ready..."