Nothing Noble - 2
Aug. 28th, 2009 05:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
There's Nothing Noble about being Brian Kinney…
Summary: 307ish - What do you do when none of your vices seem to work anymore… It seems that the only thing I crave, is the one thing that’s no longer mine…
Disclaimer: My World - My Mistakes (I own nothing)
Your cousin…
This is how it’s going to be… hiding, playing games, going away without me…
Justin, I’m doing this for us, for our future… There’s nothing Noble about being poor…
Oh thanks rich… I can image where you heard that…
God I Hate Him… I hate him… I hate him…
I know baby, but you don’t have to put up with him anymore…
I’m sorry he hurt you so bad… I’ll make it all better…
I’ll always say what you want to hear… I love you… you deserve so much better than him… someone like me…
I only want to be with someone that wants to be with me…
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Why Sunshine, did you expect him to sacrifice his career for a piece of blond boy ass…
Fuck You Brian…
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He gave me a ring Daph… he said he though that it would be a way for us to be together, while we’re apart… it’s so romantic…
A ring; you been going out like 10 minutes, you shouldn’t even be living with him; you don’t even know him… You never even introduced him to any of your friends… and he won’t even let you spend any time with me, unless he’s out of town.
What’s your mom think… Did you tell Brian, what did he say…
He was all quite, and he finally said in a snarky voice; where you get the ring… I think he was totally jealous…
I thought Mr. Kinney didn’t do jealousy… besides, why do you care…
I don’t… I don’t really… I just wonder… you know… what might have been…
You could have stuck around and found out, you know…
So mister Pretty Words is out of town and you want to borrow my car… don’t even trust him for the night…
No, that’s not it at all… I totally trust him… I just don’t want to miss his first performance… and he loves me… he tells me everyday…
Uh hum… drive carefully…
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I’m not going back in…
I play just for you, you’re my muse…
You’re the only one I love; the only one I play for…
I want someone that only wants to be with me…
You’re my muse…
Where you get the ring…
Only one I play for…
I do trust him…
Blond boy ass…
Wants to be with me…
Where you get the ring…
Besides, why do you care…
I do trust him…
Muse…
Ring…
Care…
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He’s flirting with some young admirer… and leaving with him… what the fuck is going on… I feel sick, I’ve got to get out of here…
You’re the only one I love…
You’re my muse…
I do trust him…
Only wants to be with me…
What might have been…
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Can I buy you a drink…
No Thanks…
Where’s your boyfriend…
He’s at a show, out of town…
Good thing you have your ring…
You’re the only one I love…
What might have been…
And you only kiss me on the mouth…
God, Brian looks good… It’s been along time since I’ve been to
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I wanted to thank you, you don’t have to pay for my hair cuts, or buy me clothes or sundries… or anything… you pay me really well already…
Is the hair color right this time…
Roll over…
Brian just lies there next to the nameless boy he’s molded into his Sunshine… its taking all his strength to hold back the tears that threaten to fall… its so much easier when he’s already into the fuck… he’s sure the boy just thinks it sweat dripping on his back…
He buries his face in the boys hair, and runs his hands down his body… he wonders if he’s become addicted to this nightly fantasy he plays out…
He can’t help wondering what might have been…
It’s because of you he got bashed…
If you really care about him, and I think you do…
You’ll do what’s best…
I want you to leave, and never see him again…
I won’t… I won’t remember you…
It was love too me…
He’s tears splash against the tricks skin and rolls down his back, as he whispers; it was love to me too Sunshine…
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I was Brillant… I know I was there… I drove down to see you; I couldn’t miss your first performance…
What Did You See…
You, your adoring public… your agent was all over you, and you leaving with an admiring young fan…
Someone’s Jealous… I’m not; I just remember another, your admirer that came worshiping at your feet…
He was just some music student; he wanted to pick my brain… I don’t even think he was gay… people are going to want to meet me, flirt with me, you know this, we talked about it…
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Daphne I can’t believe I was jealous…
Maybe you had a good reason to be…
I guess that what I get for living with Brian for so long…
Hey, Brian may not have been everything you ever wanted in a boyfriend… but he didn’t fuck around on you, he was always honest, right from the start…
I guess it just goes to show how much I love him… and I don’t just mean sex either, its more romantic… its like Brahms or Mahler…
Oh god can you hear yourself… you sound just like some uptight snooty little faggot…
Is this what you’ve become… a judgmental artsy arrogant prick…
Brahms or Mahler… you’ve come a long way from
I miss Sunshine, by the way so does Brian in case you didn’t notice…
Are you really going to marry him… I mean you hardly know him…
Is this what you want… you think its going to be easier, its not its only going to be harder. If he can’t even acknowledge you as he’s boyfriend, how do you think he will treat you as a husband…