Love Is Hard, Hating You is Worse; Jimmy Yuma × Deuce Ninelives

Chapter 2 I'm Sorry

"Who is it?" He asked

"Shut up!" I screamed at him, regretting it.

"I'm just trying to help!" He defended himself

"Shut up Aron. Please!" I choked trying to get my thoughts cleared.

"Come to my house, I wanna talk, face to face." He said softly, and I sniffed a bit, trying to control the tears.

"Ok, just give me some time to get better."

NOW

Slight depression warning

Aron's P.O.V.

"God damn it! James, why does everything have to be so difficult with you?" I asked myself and I sat in bed. I gave so many hints about how I feel towards him... "I'm sorry James. I wish I had the balls to tell you, but I don't." I sighed before I looked at my arms, the scars were bold in the moonlight. I always used foundation to hide them well. It worked a lot. I sighed before I walked to my bathroom, I grabbed my knife and pressed it against my skin, my breath began to get shaky. I started to drag the blade against my skin causing blood to seep out of my cut. I put the knife down with a sigh. It was the only thing I could have, that would be my only escape. I looked at my first scar, it was light, but still there. It was all the way back from 2008 when I got kicked out of Hollywood Undead. I heard my front door open and my eyes widened, I grabbed the foundation and rubbed it on my scars.

"Aron. Where you at?" It was James. I cursed before applying the foundation and rubbed it in so it looked like my natural skin. I wrapped the new cut and hollered back.

"Taking a piss, I'll be down in a moment." I lied before I flushed the toilet and rushed down the stairs.

He was in a black oversized hoodie, black sweatpants, and white converse.

"Hey Aron..." he looked at me, his beautiful brown eyes gleamed.

"Hey James... I have some to admit, if you don't like it, hit me, choke me, kill me." He nodded for me to continue. "James, for the longest time, I have grown to you, just recently, like a month or so ago, I realized that what I was feeling, is attraction. And it's f*****g strong. I can't hide it anymore James. I love you... hating you is hard, but loving someone, is difficult for me." I admitted and he looked at me.

"Aron?" He spoke quietly. I looked at him, expecting him to punch me... "I love you too." He smiled, making me smile.

"Thank Freyja!"

"Wha?"

"Freyja, is a goddess associated with love, beauty, fertility, s*x, war, gold, and seiðr." I explained to him and he nodded. (Photo is above)

"Oh, I see... so she's kinda like Aphrodite."

"Yeah, kinda..."

"So, how are we going to keep this from our friends? What if Tony finds out, or Vardan?" He asked and I chuckled a bit.

"Don't worry 'bout that Prince Charming... we'll go into it slow, when it's time, we'll tell them." I reassured him. I sat on the sofa, and he followed. I turned the tv on to some random cooking show.

"Ok. But, Aron." He said after a while and I looked at him.

"Hm?" I hummed for him to continue before he looked away shyly.

"I know you said to take it slow, but..." he paused before he covered my eyes and I felt his lips on mine, my eyes closed as I kissed him back I licked his lip to tell him I wanted more but he pulled away. "Not yet Aron... we found a spot, now we can go slowly." I sighed before he noticed the bandages.

"But I wanted to taste you James!" I frowned and he started to inspect the bandages.

"Aron, what happened?" He asked and I sighed. I needed to lie, I couldn't let him know what I did.

"Oh, uh... I was doing some weightlifting and some asshole f*****g smashed my arm by accident so I'm letting it heal." God that is the worst excuse I could've came up with! f**k!

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear, what gym?" Oh f**k.

"Uh, that one a block or so from the studio."

"There's none around the studio Aron......"

"The one closest to the studio..." s**t he knows I'm lying

"Are you lying? Did something happen at the studio? Did you get jumped?"

"I didn't want you to be mad, or say anything to him, but Tony and I got into a rumble a day or so ago about something stupid. He wants to forget about it and move past it." I lied even more. Tony would be able to help this lie work out.

"Ok, but I'm gonna ask him about it tomorrow, as we gotta go to the studio tomorrow." I nodded before I snuggled into him before falling asleep.