Goth From Boyfriends Novels & Stories

Now she'd think I'm weird. "I have three boyfriends: my dad, my brother, and my best friend, Neo. They are so protective of me which is unnecessary because boys aren't my thing. You wanna know what my thing is? Cars, guns, bombs, colors. Have you seen my hair? Isn't it beautiful? Dad said I only have two more weeks to enjoy my hair dyeing phase, after two weeks, he'll shave my head if I ever dye it again. That's mean, isn't it? Isn't it?"

We had been together for just shy of three years, and I knew loved him with every fiber of my being. "Maybe we should give it a moment, let them be boys." I said, but Stacy was already onto the next thing, putting her jacket on and letting her hair down. "You're so weird. If Danny was my boyfriend, I'd race out there in a heartbeat to make out with him." Stacy shrugged her shoulders, making me laugh. Stacy McMahon was my oldest friend, and we had a comfortable friendship since we'd known each other for almost a decade and a half. She was always blunt about how I should be more hands-on with my relationship, even though I was comfortable.

Simon pointed at the girl who sat beside me, "this is Pain. That's her boyfriend, Blood." Can you say Goth? Black hair, black nail polish, black eyeliner and eye shadow so thick it touched the cheekbones, black lipstick, black clothes, black, black and more black. Yes, on both of them. I couldn't tell what either of them looked like under all the gloom. For all I knew, they could have been related. Ick. Pain bobbed her head slowly, once. Blood dug into his food like it wasn't dead yet. Nice.

After a long moment of silence, Kathy spoke. "Alex this is Nate, my boyfriend" I was about to speak but she cut me off " I met him two months ago when we had a field trip and Jacob was his cousin which is Keith’s friend, but not yet Boyfriend" Keith nodded furiously and the two boys pulled their cute faces at me. "You and you" I pointed at their faces "promise me not to hurt my friends and if you do, I will chop of your junior, cut your balls and tie it around your heads, understand?" I saw them gulped and heard a faint ‘yes’ from the two of them.

They looked like they spent all their parents’ money at Goth World. “What’s your name, sweetheart?” Trey asked to the blonder of the two as he reached for one of the small posters they were signing for free. “Trey Mills just called me sweetheart!” she sputtered at her girlfriend. “My name is H-H-Heather.” “Where’s Master Sinclair?” the less blond girlfriend asked Eric. “Something suddenly came up,” Eric told her. “Yeah, his dick.” Trey sniggered. The teens turned to stare at each other with wide eyes and then screamed in unison. “Oh my God! Just imagine Master Sinclair’s dick!”

You thought I was molested last night. I smirked at my own thoughts. My finger played with the fork while staring at him. He isn't the man I usually like, actually. The boyfriends I had were the school’s bad boy, rockstar, rich spoiled heir, and often the ones I met at the bar. In short, I always like anyone like me. But last night, Greco broke the record. He's very different from my long list of exes. I could see it in the air and his actions.

He closed the door. I knew what was coming, One Two Three And here it goes... "I thought you said you don't have any guy friend yet alone a boyfriend! No, wait... BOYFRIENDS." "They are not my boyfriends" I rolled my eyes, "And yeah I said that." "Then why am I seeing two guys in our living room early in the morning?" He raised his hands in the air, "it's not like I can see ghost!... what are you doing behind my uncle and aunt's back?" He wriggled his brows.

He snatches his phone and quickly types “ And if he hurts you Tank and I will kick his ass.” I have to laugh at that. “ Thank you, Ratchet. I’m scared but I will try. I need to talk to him.” I said. He types “ I got you girl.” Ratchet holds his arms out to me. I have no problem going in them. Like Merigold, and Speed, Ratchet is a hugger. I pull back to see Goof standing there. He smiles at me and signs to Ratchet. “ You trying to steal my girl, brother?” Goof asks. We all laugh because we know that is the farthest thing from the possible. Ratchet is a great married guy to a man. I am not even in his orbit. Ratchet signs and Goof translate for me “ No, brother, just watching out for my sist

she cried so hard she couldn't breathe. Cassie let go of the table, folding in on herself, her glasses tumbling off her face as she sobbed. The blonde pounded her fists against the concrete floor, begging, pleading that God would listen. Just listen and let this not be true. Outside in the hall, Francis Boswell stood staring at the tile floor. He had heard what had happened and rushed down. For a while, he and Oliver just stood in silence, holding hands. William had been a good friend to him, almost like a son over time. Cassie, too, had become like a daughter to him and Oliver. Francis understood Cassie needed to be alone with the one she loved, so he didn't object when Oliver told him to w

"That little fool treats everyone kindly. Even if someone at the company bullies her, she won't notice. How was I supposed to know that I wasn't just another ordinary guy in her eyes? "I did something foolish. I called myself her boyfriend and used that role to defend her openly at work, to drive away any men who had their eyes on her. The world is cruel—they either harm her or want to possess her. I had no choice but to change companies with her several times."