The Decisions | By : knight Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Def Leppard Views: 2217 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Def Leppard. I do not make any money from the writing of this story... |
...Nick Knight, Geraint Wyn Davies. Well contain descriptions, depictions
of real people. I claim no personal knowledge of these artist/actors and their sexual orientation or personal lives. I do not own rights to any of the people mentioned herein. No profit is being made.
Authors Note: All thoughts are in Italics. Blood may not be sweet to human's, but for vampire's, it very well may be.
Sorry for another delay and another one coming up. Will be heading out of town on Sunday to visit with family. No promises, but I might try getting one more out before I leave.
Thanks for reading.
Enjoy
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The Decision - Blood Runs Cold(Pt2)
Joe came out of the back room with Dusty, several hours later. She went off to get them drinks and would meet him back at the table. Joe made his way through the still crowed pub to the table they had earlier and stopped a few feet from it. He could only stare as he watched some guy roam his hands all over Sav until it disappeared under the table. Sav's shirt hung open and his lips locked together with that same strange guy.
“Oh my, front row seats.” Dusty giggled when she stopped beside Joe. She scooted in the booth and motioned for Joe to sit down. She could tell he was uncomfortable about what was going on just across the table.
“It’s such a turn on when I see them do this.” Dusty whispered in Joe’s ear.
The only thing Joe felt was his rising anger. He couldn’t believe that Sav would do something like this in a crowded bar and right in front of him. Joe noticed that Sav made no move to stop the guy as he slid under the table. He didn’t even acknowledge Joe’s presents at all. ”Hey Blair, where are you going?” Dusty chuckled watching him slid down.
Sav answered with a sharp in take of his breath and dropped his head back against the seat. “Ahh…yea.”
Dusty couldn’t hold back, she leaned over and captured Sav’s lips in a crushing kiss and ran her hands down his chest.
“I don’t fucking believe this!” Joe blurted out angrily.
No one paid him any attention. Dusty stood up in the booth and straddled Sav’s head. She hiked up her skirt and pushed his head back against the seat.
“I love your talented tongue Rick.” Joe heard Dusty say. He watched Sav bring one of his hands from beneath the table and slid it into Dusty, she cried out in pleasure as his fingers went deep. Joe knew what the guy under the table was doing from the way Sav was moving his body.
Joe gulped down the rest of his drink and slammed the glass down on the table. “I’m leaving.” When he didn’t get any response from Sav, he scooted from the seat. Staring at them a few more seconds, he angrily spun around and stormed from the pub out to the car.
Joe slid into the drives seat and found the keys that Sav left there. Reviving up the engine, he stomped on the gas peddled, tires squealed as he left the parking lot. Once he arrived back at the house, he poured a stiff drink and almost gagged on it until he followed it with blood wine. He took the bottle and sat heavily in the chair, staring off in the dark. Joe couldn’t help but feel the emptiness drift into him. Sav was blocking him, had been for days now and didn’t know why. Joe finally realized after thinking about it that they were drifting apart. Sav had only been with him once after that first day when he brought him across. After all the times that Sav fought back his desire to be with him it wasn’t there now. Sav finally got what he wanted from him. Was it all a game on he was playing to get me all to himself and do that? Joe thought to himself. He was right in his assumptions the first time, Sav was growing distant and cold towards him.
Joe finished the bottle and pulled himself from the chair and went to the bedroom. He pulled off his clothes and climbed in bed alone for the first time since they came here weeks ago. Sleep didn’t come easy for him that day and he thought that vampires slept like the dead during the day light hours.
“Guess that was a myth too.” Joe mumbled. He unconsciously spread his hand to the other side of the bed to found it empty. Sav was supposed to be there, but he wasn’t. Where is he? What is he doing? No doubt he was with Dusty and that guy Blair, rolling in the sheets or still at the pub.’
The room began to grow dim as the night settled in once again. He tossed and turned for most of the day, drifting in and out of sleep. He lay there, staring up at the ceiling. A loud thump drew him from his thoughts. Voices from the other room drifted to his ears, he could clearly make out Sav’s.
“What about him?”
“He’s sleeping.”
“What if he comes in here and….?”
“I’m not going to let that stop me from what I want.” Joe heard Sav tell the other and soft moans filtered through the air.
Joe finally got up and went to the living room. He found them tangled around each other just like at the pub. Sav had his back to Joe and Blair pulled away, to stare at him.
“What, why did you stop?” Sav asked, his voice husky with desire.
“It seems that he is not asleep.”
Sav turned to him. “Hi Joe, I didn’t think you would be up.”
Joe narrowed his eyes and mumbled. “Like you care.”
“You look tired, couldn’t sleep today?” Sav asked.
“No, the bed was to empty. Where were you?”
“I spent the day with Blair.”
Joe glanced at Blair, he had a sly smirk on his face and moved up close behind Sav, wrapping his arms around his waist to glide his hands over his chest.
“Well,” Joe started. “I guess I was right.”
“Right about what Joe.”
“You and…and this all of it. Was I part of the game Sav? All this time, everything you said to me was a lie so you could get what you wanted from me. You know what bothers me the most? I for fell for it. I’m such a fool for believing everything you told me.”
“It worked didn’t it.” Sav told him point blank.
“You sonofabitch.” Joe replied more calmly than he felt. “You led me to believe you wanted to stay with me forever. Isn’t that what you told me or was that part of the game too?”
“I grew quite cunning in my views on life, thanks to Nick. You were an exceptional challenge, played the game very good.”
“It was my life you played with!” Joe screamed at him. “How could you do this to me?” he said much lower.
Sav shrugged his shoulders. “It was easy really. I told you what you wanted to hear and it worked. Nick believed it too.”
“What do you mean?” ”He fell for it too, you were both blinded by your feelings for me that you never saw it.”
“You used me.” Joe said in disbelieve.
“Yes, I did. I wanted to get away from Nick and you helped me with that. Deceiving you was is the hardest part about my plans.”
“How long?” ”How long have I been planning this, you mean? Shortly are we came back from Paris, learning about you becoming a vampire one day. Th...that really was a mistake, I never meant for that to happen. But... in a way I'm glad it did, because it allowed me to make the plans to get away from Nick.”
Joe was silent, trying to grasp what Sav was telling him. He didn’t want to ask the question that sprang to his mind, but he had to know. “Where does that leave us?”
“There never was us to begin with Joe.” Sav saw him visible flinch from his words. “But I’ll stay here as long as it takes to help you get use to your new life.”
“Why don’t you just leave now?” Joe asked softly.
“I can’t do that.”
“Why not? It seems that you made up your mind about staying with me a long time ago. Why should it be any different now?”
“Do you want me to leave now?”
Joe held his arms out to his side, as if in surrender, “There’s nothing holding you here, so why not.”
Sav walked over to the desk and unlocked one of the draws. He pulled out a portable phone and punched in some numbers, then tossed it to him. “Here, you’ll need some ones help for the next several months.”
Joe caught the phone, his gaze still locked on Sav’s.
“It’s ringing.” Sav told him, pointing to the phone.
He put the phone to his ear and heard a few more rings before someone picked it up.
“Hello.”
Joe instantly recognized Nick’s voice.
“Hello.” Nick repeated.
“Nick…its…” Joe choked out, the numbness he felt over taking him. But determined to stay strong, he pulled in a deep breath, all the while maintaining his eye contact with Sav.
“Mr. Elliott…Joe. You sound upset, everything ok there?”
“No…..it’s Sav….he uh….I need your he…” Joe’s voice trailed off and he dropped the phone. “I can’t believe you would be so cold as to do something like this to me Sav.”
They could all hear Nick yelling into the phone for someone to answer him.
“Nick will be on a plane within the hour to come down here. You’ll be ok until then. There are enough bottles to see you through. I will not be here when he arrives.”
“You said you would never leave me.” Joe whispered, then finally tore his gaze from him to look down at the phone, listening to Nick’s yells for him to answer. “I hope he finds you one day and kills you.”
“Nick will never find me again.” Sav told him and watched the tears fall down Joe’s face. When he looked up at him again, gone was the brave front he tried to put up just a few moments ago, replaced now by hurt and betrayal in his eyes. Without another word, Joe turned and left the room, the bedroom door closing softly behind him.
Blair came up to Sav from the other side of the room where he had moved. “Remind me never to get on your bad side.”
“Don’t worry, you won’t.” Sav told him. “Come on lets go.”
Leaving everything of his formal life behind, Sav took to the air with Blair to another house he had rented on the other side of the city. He allowed himself to creep into Joe’s mind and the pain he felt from him, rocked him to the core, but he also felt that Joe stilled loved him, even after what he did. Regret for what he put him through already taking root in his mind by the time they landed behind the house. Twenty years of a friendship and love for Joe, thrown away in a matter of minutes, all because of Nick and what he stood for.
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