RP:]] St Luke's Reform School For Young Gentlemen

I don't really know what to say here. First he tells me that he and his brother had this intense, passionate, loving relationship - the kind I could only ever dream about - and he finishes it off with the announcement that his brother's died.

"So, that's why you've been off with everyone these past few weeks? Zack, I'm so sorry." I wipe the tears from his cheeks and bring him to my chest, "I'm so, so fucking sorry."

I cling to his shirt as he holds me to him.

"Oh God Matt, I was so scared someone would find out about all this. I'm so glad you're not ready to punch me or something."

I sob a little into his shirt, fisting the cotton material as I just curl myself up against him.

"You won't tell anyone, right? I don't think I could stand anyone knowing about this. The... disgust and anger they'll feel. It'll be WAY too much."

"Have I ever given you reason not to trust me before?" I ask with a smile as I pet his hair, "No-one's going to find out from me. It'll be our secret, okay?"

I suddenly feel like I know Zacky so much better now. I'm not used to having him crying all over me though, cuddling up and letting his emotions out. That's not the Zacky I know. I knew.

"I promise you, Zee. I love you too much to do that to you." I say, kissing his hair.

"And I love you too Mattie," I say into his shirt as I hug him a little closer to me.

"You are the best friend I have ever had, I'm sorry I'm a shit-bag to you sometimes, I really am. I shouldn't have done some of the things I have like leave you sitting alone at lunch because I was after a hot fourth year..."

I'm starting to ramble now, some of it becoming even inaudible to myself as I feel my eyes closing. I don't know whether it's the lack of oxygen getting to my brain from breathing harder, or the fact that I haven't slept for days, but I am getting damn tired here.

He's apologizing to me for being himself? I don't think I've ever heard Zacky apologize in all the time we've been here together. He's not that kind of guy. It doesn't bother me, I kinda got used to it after a while. The idea of it's sweet though.

"Don't worry about it, man. I know you're pretty much controlled by your cock." I say with a half laugh, "You wanna get out of here? I think I'm being eaten alive by some kind of flesh eating virus."

I shift around on the floor to get away from the wet patch that's attacking my jeans, "I really hope that's water."

I shake my head, trying to stand to my feet as I try to work myself up.

"Yeah, that might be an idea," I say with a smile as we both stand to our feet.

I hold onto Matt so I don't fall on my ass, just because I'm so tired and I don't think I am really capable of standing on my own anymore.

"Thanks," I say to him as I feel his arm wrap around my middle, obviously sensing my struggle to stand by myself.

Why did I not tell him about this earlier?

I grip his hip as I help him out of the cubicle. I hope there's no-one walking around nearby, this could look pretty bad. Me with my arm around him, smiling like a goof - not really sure why - coming out of a pretty much abandoned bathroom? The rumour mill would totally be going into overtime.

I can't help but laugh a little at the thought as we walk down the corridor towards the stairs, "I have got to be the only person in this entire school you've been in a bathroom stall with that you haven't actually fucked. I don't know whether to feel honoured or insulted."

"I'd say honoured," I say to him, "Most of the ones I took into the bathrooms where the ugly ones I didn't want to be seen with."

I'm obviously getting a little bit better, as my sense of humour's coming back. I sigh and look down the corridor as we start our agonisingly slow pace down the long abandoned corridor. It looks so much longer when all I want to do is just curl up in bed and sleep the night and day away.

"Why is it so far awaaaaaaaay?" I whine as we continue to walk slowly towards our dorm room.

[[I think Matt should carry Zacky. wink

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"You whiny bitch!" I say with a half laugh, stopping in the middle of the corridor.

I grab him round the middle and hoist him over my shoulder, his head facing behind us. I grab onto his legs to avoid him kicking me.

"This better, Zee? Anything else Miss Princess would like while her manservant's carrying her?" I ask, with a smirk on my face, "Or should manservant just get her home as fast as possible and place a pea under her mattresses?"

[[I think that's a good plan!]]

"Pea please," I say as I point my hand up into the air.

I laugh a little as I just rest, becoming something like a dead weight on Matt's frame. But he's strong as an ox, he'll be able to carry me.

"Thanks again... manservant."

I grin a little, happy I am finally not being a mopey mess for once and actually smiling. I just want to get back to our room now, get myself washed up, get a drink to take the nasty taste in my mouth away, get into one of Matt's hoodies and curl up in bed.

God, I am such a chick when I want to be comfy.

I roll my eyes and start walking down the stairs to our room, ignoring the intrigued glances from the other pupils we pass in the corridors. I push open the door and unceremoniously dump Zacky on his bed.

"There you go, my Queen." I say, smirking and kicking the door shut.

I pull up Zacky's computer chair and sit on it backwards, my head resting on the slightly wobbly back, "You need anything while I'm still in manservant mode?"

I smile at him as I stay laid on the bed.

"Well, could you get me one of your hoodies out for me to sleep in?" I ask him.

"I could do with a wash and I want to just snuggle down into bed afterwards, y'know?" I say as I grimace at some of the stains down my shirt [which is actually Tony's now I've looked at it] and at my wet knees.

I start to get up from the bed slowly, ready to make my way over to the bathroom to give myself a quick sponge off.

"Course I can." I say msiling and pushing myself up off the chair, managing to somehow push it sort of under me and hit myself in the stomach with it, "Ow... fuck."

I grab my stomach before pushing the chair away from me with a glare. I walk across to the closet where my clothes are thrown about. I kinda moved in here item by item, I've never bothered sorting them out, "Okay, we've got a choice of Pain, Nine Inch Nails or Guns N' Roses."

I hold my hoodies up, "The GNR one's the biggest so that'd probably be best for you to snuggle into. And yeah, I did just say snuggle."

"G n R it is then," I smile as I make my way over to the bathroom.

I switch on the light before going on about looking at myself in the mirror. Jesus, don't I ever look terrible. My hair is all over the place, my face is pale, my eyes are blood shot and my eyeliner is all stained down my cheeks.

"Fuck me," I whisper to myself with a shudder before getting some hot water for myself.

I lay out the hoodie on his bed and sit on the end of it. I feel like a real mom right now, trying to make him feel better, to make the pain go away. What else do I need to do? Oooh, I know.

I switch on the small kettle in the room. We have all the basic utilities in our rooms over the holidays so the lunchroom workers don't have to do anything. I grab the jar of hot chocolate that cheap bitch Sullivan got me for Christmas and spoon some into one of the mugs.

I start humming to myself as I make my special super hot chocolate for Zacky, chocolate, squirty cream - I'm about to squirt some into my own mouth before thinking better of it, God knows where this nozzle's been. I add it to the top of the hot chocolate before adding a few small marshmallows in a smiley face.

I'm such a loser sometimes.

I finish brushing my teeth, only stopping the brutal brushes once I am satisfied that the nasty taste in my mouth has gone.

I start to peel off all my clothes, grimacing slightly at the fact they are sticking to my body, and not in a good way. I pick up my sponge and ring it out before I start to wash myself.

I can hear Matt clunking about outside so I furrow my brow and call out to him.

"What are you doing out there?"

I ask with a laugh as I lather my chest up with soap, wanting to get nice and clean so I can feel fresh and at least a little more human again.

"That's for me to know and you to find out."

I don't know what's going on right now. I'm being all stupid and childish and giggly. My best friend just admitted to me that he'd been having an incestuous relationship with his brother and I'm busy playing house.

I adjust the pillows on his bed, seeing his comforter's a little dirty, I strip it off and swap it for mine. I can go and clean it when he's gone to sleep. I'll just sleep under the itchy spare blankets we've got tonight.

"Are you cleaning behind your ears?"

I roll my eyes and smile at his sing song voice, he's such a real fag sometimes.

"Yes mother," I say with a laugh before finishing up with washing the critical parts and grabbing a towel from the side. I let the water drain away in the sink, feeling a lot more bright and breezy now.

I smile at my reflection in the mirror, looking a lot more like me now as I make my way out of the small bathroom wrapped in the white towel.

"All clean," I declare before smiling over at Matt who seems to be making my bed.

I furrow my brow at him as he turns around to face me, "What'ca doin'?"

"I'm being your wife." I announce with a smile, tossing the hoodie to him, "Now come on, pop that on or you'll catch your death!"

I try to stifle my giggles at my maternal instincts but it's near impossible. I let a little snort out before going back to what I was doing.

"I've made your bed, I switched comforters so you won't be sleeping in emo Zack stink anymore. I'll wash it later. I've made you a drink too." I nod towards the hot chocolate, "Coz it always makes me feel better and it'll help you sleep."

I grin at him, "Anything else I need to do while I'm being Mommy Sanders?"

I smell thew hoodie he threw at me, smiling at the slight Matt smell on the otherwise clean garment. He was always a clean freak when it came to his clothes.

"You're such a dork man," I say with a laugh before walking over to him.

"But, I love it," I say before wrapping my arms around his waist, giving him a hug and kissing his cheek softly. As a sign of a thank you.

I smile before making my way over to my drawers, grabbing a pair of boxers before pulling them on along with the hoodie. I snuggle into it as I pad over to my bed, made up with Matt's awesome guitar print covers.

"Thanks again for all this Matt," I smile as I climb into the bed, sitting up against the pillows and bringing my knees up. I grab the hot chocolate mug and smell the chocolatey goodness.

God, he is like my mother. Just, nicer.

I wave him off, smiling as I do so, "Don't worry about it, man. I just figured you could probably do with some kind of looking after."

I walk across to the other closet, the one which is in some kind of order and start hunting through for the blankets which came with the room.

"Zee, do you still have those blankets? I'm not sleeping under Zacky stench and I can't be fucked washing that tonight." I explain, lifting up all the summer sheets.

My eyes widen when I accidentally brush my hand against some cold, metal items. I lift the sheets up to see a very big buttplug hiddne under them. My mouth wordlessly starts forming shocked phrases, 'Oh. My. God.'

I drop the sheet back down and continue my hunt.

[[Innocent Mattacky bedtime cuddles?]]

I furrow my brow as I lick over my creamy lips with a smile.

"There was spare sheets?" I ask him as he continues to hunt for the so-called sheets. I smile as he hunts deeper into the closet.

"Y'know, you can come and sleep with me tonight. I mean, it's cold as fuck out and those blankets look pretty flimsy," I smile as I continue to nurse my hot mug of hot chocolate.

I sit up in bed, shifting over to the wall a little more to open my bed up to welcome Matt, so to speak.

I drop the last lot of sheets back in the closet with a smile, "Y'know, I think that'd probably be a better idea."

I don't see anything wrong with staying in bed with Zacky, I mean it's sharing body heat, it's not like he's going to try anything, besides it might be nice to wake up to someone. Even if it is just my best friend.

I pull my jeans off, there's nothing more uncomfortable than sleeping in jeans, and slide into the bed next to him.

"Hi there." I say, smiling as I pull the duvet over me too.

I smile down at him as I finish off my hot chocolate, "Hi there."

I haven't really eaten much lately so that was really refreshing.

I lean over Matt to place the empty cup on the table next to my bed, smiling at him as I do.

I lean back, stretching before I snuggle down into the sheets next to Matt.

"I warn you, I get very clingy in my sleep, cuddling and such like. That's why I generally fuck people and leave them," I say a little embarrassed before burying my head into Matt's shoulder.

"Don't worry." I say, smiling, "I'm kinda the same. I like to cuddle."

I can feel my face burning up as soon as I say it. Then again, why should I be embarassed, it's not like Zacky's going to judge me for it. Old Zacky, maybe, something tells me he's not going to be like that so much anymore. At least not around me.

"We could have a manly cuddle up, claim it's to keep up warm, right?" I offer, "And no-one needs to know except us."

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