Out In the Open.

By: x - - unwrittenMELODY

New story. Yup.

Idea came to me one day in a dream-ish thing.
Typed this up around one, so bare with me if it's disgusting.

Uh, yeah. It's M for later chapters. That and frequent cursing, and a slight bondage/hints or abuse;

Enjoy;

BTW: This takes place after my story Crazy for you. It will make alot more sense if you read it (or skimmed it).
BTW 2: This is sort of a AU so it only focuses on Darren and Steve's relationship before the book (and they are 17, okay?)

Disclaimer: I don't own anything beside's the fact I wrote this. Sadly, Darren doesn't belong to me, or Steve (not even Becca!); I don't own squat.
Happy reading!

How could he do this to me?

After all we've been through, he does this to me?

He thinks I didn't see him, but I saw. He kissed her.

He says he loves me. BULLSHIT.

I don't think I've felt this... this betrayed before.

Darren, you WILL pay for this.

Steve sat at the table, in a daze not even wanting to touch his food. It wasn't that he wasn't hungry, it was more of the fact that he had alot on his mind. More so, his thoughts were clouded over thinking of Darren. Only a few weeks ago, he and Darren had their little "rendezvous", and Darren even took it a step further and broke up with Becca.

"Good riddance, cow."

"What was that Steve?"

Steve looked up and was met with blue eyes and brunette locks. Ah, his object of affection was here, as if he had read Steve's mind.

"Nothing," he replied, watching Darren sit in the seat closest to him and he smirked as Darren looked through his lunch he had gotten out of line.

"Ew, what do you think is in this?" Darren asked in a disgusted tone, poking what looked to be mashed potatoes with his fork and Steve laughed.

"Looks like what your mom usually cooks!"

"Hey! Watch it!"

Steve laughed again and tossed a fry over to Darren, his best friend and lover. It had only been a few weeks, but Steve's heart would tell him that he was in love. He began to be alotgentler with Darren, and alot more possessive. He was also addicted to Darren's body. Just about every other night they fooled around, foreplay or all the way. He craved the soft whimpers of the brunette under him, the moans and pants and the cries of pleasure... he shook his head, trying to clear his head. No need to let Steve Jr. pop up unexpectedly.

"D-Daren..."

Steve's head snapped up and his eyes then narrowed into thin slits. What was she doing here? Hadn't those two broke of prior engagements a while ago? What was she trying to do now? Nothing was going to come in between him and his boyfriend. Even if it was a secret, it was one he wanted to keep, with Becca OUT of the picture.

"Oh, hey Becca. Steve I-"

"Go away," Steve remarked bluntly, his eyes never looking away from Becca as he glared her down.

"Steve!" Darren cried out, and Steve's expression turned from Becca to Darren and he looked at him curiously.

Darren's face was twisted in disapproval and Steve rolled his eyes, then blinked in surprise when Darren got up.

"Where are-"

"To talk to Becca. I'll be right back," Darren said sternly, taking Becca gently by the shoulder and steered her out of the cafeteria while Steve sat there, glowering.

What the hell was all this? Steve was too angry to comprehend, but he really could use a cigarette right now. He stood up, not even bothering to toss his trash away and walked outside towards the back of the school, where alot of other students (and teachers alike) were having a quick smoke before going back to classes. He pulled out a Newport and lit it with his lighter, taking a deep drag of it. He was so pissed. He couldn't stand Becca. Nothing about her. Her short damn skirts with those tacky leggings and her nasty rat-trap hair... He growled lowly, finishing his cigarette so quickly, he had to go and start another one.

"I still love you."

Steve practically choked on his cigarette, looking around to see where the voice came from. He tossed the butt onto the ground, stomped it out and cautiously walked over to the voices. He was right. It was Becca and Darren, indeed talking. He had every right mind to go over and claim what was his, but he knew Darren. Things would be settled soon.

"Becca..."

"Darren, I... I know it's hard to believe, but whatever you want, I can be. I'll be whoever you want me to be! Anything for you," Becca professed and Steve rolled his eyes.

Please, like Darren would fall for that. Go on Darren, tell her that you don't love her anymore! Tell her you have someone else...

"I still have feelings for you Becca."

Steve froze, his heart sinking to the concrete. Darren. Said. WHAT? He wanted to look away, but he couldn't. There was a train wreck piling before his eyes, and he was so mortified he couldn't look away.

"Really?"

"Yeah... It's just..." Darren began but then Becca leaned up and pulled a move which practically knocked the wind out of him.

She kissed Darren, deeply from the looks of it. And Darren did no objections, and didn't pull away. He placed his hand on Becca's cheek and that's all Steve was able to stomach before he ran in the direction he came from. He leaned against the wall, dry heaving. This wasn't happening. Darren didn't... there was no way. Darren loved him, didn't he? He had uttered it to him so many times while they made love, and even after it. He clenched his fists and punched the wall hard, scraping his knuckles badly and even a few bones broke. He didn't care at that moment, he was too hurt. To betrayed.

"I still have feelings for you Becca."

Steve held his stomach and closed his eyes, kicking the wall. He was furious, upset, hurt to the point where the thought of Darren at that moment made his stomach queasy. He leaned his head back onto the wall and he stared up at the sky. He couldn't think, only stand there, broken.

"There you are Steve! I was looking for you you."

Steve didn't look at the direction the voice came from, he just continued to stare at the open, blue sky.

"Steve! Steve! What happened to your hand? Baby?"

"Don't fucking call me that."

He glared Darren down with more hatred then the look he had given Becca, and he watched as Darren took a step back.

"W-What? Steve, what are you tal-"

"Shut the fuck up!" he yelled, clenching his good fist and glared harder at Darren.

"Ba-"

"You still have feelings for her, right? Oh, but you love ME right?" Steve spat, getting more furious by the second.

"I... I... Steve, it's not what it looked like..."

"Then what was it, Darren?"

That shut Darren up good. Steve moved closer to Darren, which in turn caused Darren to take a few steps back. There was so much anger filling his insides, he felt as if he was going to explode.

"Was I not good enough for you?"

"Steve, you were-"

"Bullshit, Darren. Don't give me that crap. If I was good enough, you wouldn't of been kissing that slut!"

Darren bit his lip, anxious and nervous, trying to reach out and touch Steve, only to be pushed away. Darren tried again, and Steve hit him harder. He knew that Darren was lying to his face, and he knew that he was getting alot angrier then he needed to, but his boyfriend and his boyfriend's ex just locked lips. That was enough to get his blood boiling all over again.

"I saw you kiss her."

He watched Darren freeze and try and mask the shame that fell over his gentle features. If Steve wasn't so repulsed by Darren at this moment, he probably would of tried to comfort him. He held his head and suddenly the pain of his broken hand came to him, and he almost cried in agony. The adrenaline rush had him going so much that the pain he felt was masked by it. Now that he felt it, his face twisted in pain and he gritted his teeth.

"Steve..." Darren whispered, reaching out and held a hold of Steve's shirt, only to cause Steve to growl and pull away.

"Don't touch me you backstabbing son of a bitch. I thought I could trust you. You... your gonna pay for this, Shan. You'll fucking PAY for what you did to me," Steve hissed, ignoring the dash of guilt run through him as a tear slid down Darren's cheek.

"I'm so sorry Steve. I never meant to hurt anyone, okay?"

"Your not sorry, Darren. Your sorry you got caught," Steve uttered in a cold tone and looked away from Darren's face, which had tears grazing his cheeks left and right.

"Steve... please..." Darren pleaded, trying to hold onto Steve one more time before Steve pulled away again.

"I really thought you were the one, you know? Your my best friend. Never would of guessed it would be you of all people would be the one that would hurt me the most..."

"Steve, I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! Pl-"

"See you later, Darren..."

Darren stood there, practically heartbroken as Steve made his way back inside as the bell rang.

He had messed it all up. Bad.

So, crappy first chapter.
Second will be upsoon.

Don't shoot me.

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