Justin smiled as he watched Josh. He was so
beautiful, his eyes were magical and his hair… you just wanted to touch it, at
least he wanted to. He was glad he’d talked to him, although Josh probably knew
him, the whole school knew him, he didn’t really know him personally but that
would change now.
Luckily
his plan had worked out thus far. Josh had gone along with it but he had
noticed how Josh avoided him. Justin guessed he couldn’t really blame him but
this had to happen. He knew he would make it up to him. Once he’d tell Josh how
he felt about him, he’d forgive him, Justin would show him just how right they
were and make it up to him in tenfold. This would all be worth it.
***
Justin
watched Josh as Mrs. Bracket spoke about the Civil War. Justin however wasn’t
listening he was too busy looking at Josh. It had been a week since he’d
confronted Josh with the info and he became his slave. He hadn’t really let him
do anything except get his notes or books when he’d forgotten them making Josh
late and not him. Josh had sat through two detentions in those short few days
and although it looked promising Justin still wasn’t sure.
Josh
had gotten his stuff without protest, had served his detention without a whine
and although it seemed to be a good sign Justin still wasn’t sure if he could
trust Josh. Could he trust him to be gay? Because sure he could very well be
faking it, waiting for Justin to make a mistake, waiting for him to make a pass
at him and out himself.
Yes,
Justin decided it was too soon to call this off. He needed to be sure, sure
this wasn’t a trap, sure the boy he liked was really gay and that he could be
trusted before Justin would let his true colors show. He therefore decided to
continue with this for one or maybe two more weeks. If Josh held up, if he
would stick with it and if he would do all that Justin asked in order to save
his skin then he would convince Justin that it was for real, that he was really
just saving his skin, no ulterior motives.
Josh
would never allow Justin to use and humiliate him if this were a trap. He
wouldn’t stick that long, Justin knew this for sure and so it was decided; he
would continue this for one or two weeks and if Josh took it all, Justin would
make his move and they’d live happily ever after… or so he hoped.
***
“Hey
Josh!” Justin called as he spotted his crush in the nearly disserted hallways
on Wednesday afternoon. Fifth period had already started. Josh scrunched up his
face, ducking his head and lifting his shoulders as if he got caught. Actually
he did; he hadn’t wanted Justin to find him but he had. His shoulders slumped
as he slowly turned towards the voice.
“Yes”
he answered questioning although his tone also indicated he didn’t want to know
what Justin had to say.
“Can
you come over to my place after school?” Justin asked as he came closer, either
ignoring the tone in his voice or he really hadn’t heard it. Josh scowled but
remembered it wouldn’t be a good idea to piss him off. He figured his slave
duty would begin that afternoon.
“Okay”
Josh agreed in monotone, he didn’t want to show him any emotions.
“Cool”
Justin said happily, as if he’d asked his friend to come over. Josh frowned.
“Um…
why? What do you need me at your house for?” he asked, torn between curiosity
and nervousness. Justin smiled.
“You’ll
find out soon enough. I’ll see you at four” he dismissed the question before he
turned and speeded off to his next class. Josh groaned, letting his head drop
backwards, staring up at the ceiling for a brief second before he too went to
his fifth period, already knowing he was late.
***
“So…”
Josh started as he slowly got in after Justin had opened the door for him with
a smile.
“What…
like… what do you want me to… like do?” Justin smiled still.
“I’ll
show you” he said before gesturing for Josh to follow him. Justin went up the
stairs, turning left at the end and walking to the end of the hall. He went in
ahead and when Josh’s eye fell into the room his mouth dropped wide open. He
suddenly had the urge to turn and run. This was the biggest mess he’d ever
seen, this was not a room this was a rubbish-dump.
“You
see this is… well was my room. I just can’t find it anymore” Justin explained
with a snigger.
“And
it would be nice to see what color carpet I had” he added with a smirk.
“You’re
not serious” Josh whispered while shaking his head.
“I
am, I would really like to see the color of my carpet” he joked.
“You…
you want me to clean this up?” Josh asked incredulously, ignoring the joke.
Justin
nodded.
“You’re
crazy”
“Nah
just a little messy” Justin gestured.
“A
little?” Josh exclaimed.
“You
call this a little? Did you clean your room at all the past five years?”
“Yeah,
maybe once?” Justin sniggered. Josh openly gazed at the mess. It was terrible;
clothes were thrown around on the floor carelessly, schoolbooks lay scattered
around on the floor. And here and there something else peeked out from under
the mess; Josh could see other papers, magazines and even a few CD’s.
“The
mess won’t clean itself you know. I wouldn’t need you to clean it if it did
unless you have some sort of magic power you want to share” he teased. Josh
scowled at him.
“Better
hop to it, I’ll help you”
Josh
frowned.
“You
know sort things out” Justin added with a smirk, plumping down on the bed, the
only really visible thing in the room. He put his hands lazily behind his head
as he eyed Josh the whole time.
“Garbage
bags are in the closet, hamper is around the corner and your hands are attached
to your arms” he explained, ending once again with a joke. But Josh, once
again, didn’t laugh, he didn’t think it was very funny. With a heavy sigh he
got to work, with the deal in mind. He knew he had no choice, it probably could
have been a lot worse.
***
Josh
spent hours cleaning up Justin’s room and by the end of the evening there were
actually signs of the carpet. Justin had given him all kinds of instructions
and he’d discovered more and more items scattered on the floor, buried under
piles of other items. He’d come a long way today but at 7 he had to leave for diner
and Justin let him. It was enough for today, plus the longer he needed him to
clean out his room the longer he had an excuse to invite Josh over. So Justin
walked Josh out, he just smiled his thanks before closing the door.
Josh
sighed as he turned around and walked home. He’d worked hard today; Justin’s
room looked so much better but he hated that he’d been the one to do the job.
He knew however that he had no reason to complain; to clean his room wasn’t the
worst thing Justin could make him do as his slave. There were far worse jobs to
do as a slave, it wasn’t humiliating either. He knew he had no reason to
complain but still he could have spent his afternoon a whole other way and most
definitely a whole lot better if he wouldn’t have been gay or better if Justin
hadn’t found out about him being gay. He sighed once again, realizing that
thinking like this wouldn’t really change anything. He shook his head, ridding
himself of his thoughts as he just walked home, maybe he could do something fun
tonight...
