15. “Rage”Jay poked me awake a little bit later, gesturing towards the door. “Did you unlock it? I’d hate to waste this.” he whispered. Paige snorted a bit and started to move. I hurriedly unfastened my wrist and ran to the door, unlocking it swiftly then running back to the bed. Jay smiled happily and snuggled closer to Paige.
“When do you think they’ll get back?” I asked, clicking the handcuff closed over my wrist again. “I don’t want to wait here forever.”
He sighed and closed his eyes, absently pulling the sheets up higher. “I don’t know. I’d assume they’re coming back soon though.” I sighed and closed my eyes for a moment, trying to recapture lost sleep. But a thought bit at my mind.
“Jay?”
He stirred for a moment and his eyes opened a bit. “Yeah?”
“Why didn’t you fuck Paige? Isn’t that what you’ve been waiting for?” I asked softly, hoping that perhaps he wouldn’t hear it and I could pretend I was asking something else.
He was silent and I thought he’d gone to sleep. “No. He wouldn’t have remembered it. And I don’t think I really like him all that much anymore. After all that he said about me, no matter how he disguised it, I’m not really sure if we can ever really be good friends again.” he whispered. He raised his head a bit and smiled at me. “And I think I found someone that I like better.” A blue blush crept across his face. My heart just about burst and I almost didn’t notice the clank of the handcuffs as he kissed my forehead gently. I grabbed him as best I could and stared desperately making out, it seemed that our tongues were connected and we were one being, everything else dissolved into a blue haze. But he pulled away, still smiling. “There’s plenty of time for that after we’re done with this.” Paige grumbled a bit and started to move, his hands jangling in the cuffs and pulling my wrist into an uncomfortable position.
“They’d better get back soon.” I whispered.
It seemed like it had been hours, luckily the stuff we’d given Paige to drink was supposed to last that long. I fell into a light sleep and didn’t really notice when the door started to open and muted voices were in the hallway.“I looked all over the house, he’s not anywhere.”
“Maybe he’s in Jay’s room.”
“Okay...but I thought it was still locked.” The doorknob jiggled for a moment and then someone smacked someone else. “What’d you do that for?!” Amir cried.
“You don’t open a door like that dumbass!” Ryan snarled. Then the tumblers clicked and the door swung open. Instantly slammed my eyes shut and slid the razor blade across the letter “i” on my thigh, then put it on Paige’s chest. Moved the blankets so the letters stood out. Jay had already put his hand right over Paige’s cock.
“What the fuck?!” Amir asked, stumbling over some clothing on the floor. Ryan followed him in, peering suspiciously at the inherent blueness. “Do...do you think he was planning something?”
“Who are you talking about?! Paige doesn’t have the key.” Ryan snapped without looking at Amir. Then he turned to the bed and pulled back away the midnight blue gauze. He started gibbering and grabbed Amir. “It....it’s Paige.” he hissed.
Amir sighed and continued to examine the room. “Well, wake him up then. I want to get a head start on tonight.”
Ryan babbled incoherently for a moment, leaning over us. “It’s not just Paige...it’s Jay and Bobby too.” he finally spat out.
“What?!” Amir barked. Heard him running over to the bed. Then listened to him start crying. “Oh my god...and he cut his name into them. Just like he did with us!” He was fussing with his shirt and trying to pull it up. Glimpse of white flesh under his nipple, Paige’s name scrawled in pain. Ryan sighed and fingered his ass, where, presumably, Paige had claimed him. I didn’t remember seeing that when he had taken Jay...but then again, I had been more concerned with Jay.
“All that shit about being loyal.” Ryan whispered.
“Well, just look at who he’s with! Jay’s not exactly the best company for someone trying to stay faithful!” Amir said, glaring at Ryan. Ryan shook his head sadly.
“I told you, we both got piss drunk and then he threw himself at me. I just had to give him a reminder not to try it again.” Amir still had his hands on his hips. “What’s your excuse for Bobby?”
“He was asking for it.” Ryan laughed.
“Bobby? Bobby’s a little prude, he couldn’t even seduce Shane... I’ll bet you just wanted to try him out.”
“Should we wake Paige up?”
“No...let’s just wait for him to get up by himself. Then we can guilt trip him.” Heard them settle down on the other side of the room.
Paige stirred a little bit later, his eyes blinking open. He smiled as he moved his hands and discovered the handcuffs, then started to nibble on my fingers. After a few seconds he realized that something was wrong and looked at my face. Horror crossed his features, then he looked down at his cock, following the hand there up to the arm, then to Jay’s face. “FUCK!!” he screamed, trying to get up.Ryan climbed onto the bed and grabbed Paige’s chin. “I haven’t cheated on you guys. When I find someone I like, I don’t cheat.” he sneered. “That was just cover I guess.”
“No, really, I didn’t!” Paige cried, “They were just in here and...”
Ryan picked up the razorblade gently and licked at it. “There’s fresh blood on this. And your name is right there!” He slapped at my ass. Clenched my eyes closed. “How many times did Jay go down on you? How many times did you fuck Bobby? Must have been quite a lot if you felt like claiming them. It was weeks before you cut me.”
“Ryan, they did that themselves, they lured me in here and and...”
“And fucked you senseless? Poor poor Paige.” Amir said. “After all that crap you gave me about Bobby. Were you worried that I might take your fuck toy away?”
Paige was crying and trying to disentangle himself from the cuffs. “Could you please just uncuff me? I’ll make it up to you guys, I promise! They must have drugged me, Jay gave me something to drink... Honest, I’ve never done anything with them! I told you how I feel about Jay!”
“Yeah, you think he’s a worthless whore who’ll fuck anyone if it takes his fancy. Guess that was just dirty talk.” Ryan said. Amir grabbed the keys from in my jacket and unlocked Paige.
“I think someone’s sleeping on the couch for a long time.” he said and then they left the room. Paige ran after them, sobbing desperately and begging for forgiveness.
Jay snagged the keys and unlocked the rest of the handcuffs. “Let’s get out of here before they come back.” We dressed silently and then snuck out of the house, listening with some amusement to the screamed accusations and frantic shrieks of innocence that traveled down the stairs.
Later that night a tentative knock on the door woke us up. I went to the door, thinking it might be one of my neighbors who needed to borrow some money, or use the phone. They thought I was a down and out drug addict and I was happy to encourage them in that illusion. Jay trailed behind me, whining that it probably wasn’t anyone important. I opened the door.It was Paige. He had been crying, and still was actually. Rose tears dribbled down his cheeks and he was just wearing what looked to be some clothes he had picked up at random from the floor. He sniffed dramatically and looked up bashfully at us. “They said they didn’t know if they could trust me. But I know that you guys still love me...can I stay here for a while?”