Chapter 8
John was about to grab his phone from the nightstand when he heard someone whispering his name. He didn't know where it was coming from, but as he got closer to the bathroom, the whispering got louder.
Obviously, he was scared. Who wouldn't be, though? Some random person who shouldn't have access to the room that you're in is creepily whispering your name.
John grabbed one of Maria's heeled boots and slowly opened the door. When he crept inside and didn't see anything in front of him, he swiftly turned around. Once again, there was nothing to be found. The moment John finally put his guard down and lowered the heeled boot, he was pinned to the wall.
"Hey, baby~," They whispered in his ear. John wasn't facing them, so he couldn't see who it was. "I missed you. Why don't you come over later, and," They released their grip on John so he could see the person's face. "We could have some fun~"
"H-How did you find me?!" The person was Francis Kinloch. John's ex-boyfriend.
He thought that Francis had died. He was wrong, apparently. He thought he had cut off all the ties he had to Francis. He was wrong.
"Aw, is Johnny scared?" Francis laughed.
John tried to push the older man off him, but nothing was working. "Get off!"
"Fine." Francis picked up the smaller male and dropped him on a nearby bed. "You see, Jack, I need you. I know you missed me. I know you still love me."
"What?! No!"
"Hm, you're lying." Francis walked over and lifted John's chin. He placed his cracked lips on the smaller man's. John was definitely not expecting that. He also wasn't expecting himself to return the gesture. "See."
"I'm not going to date you again."
"Suit yourself. Lemme just..." Francis pulled a phone out of his pocket. "Your dad still has the same number, right?"
"Ye- what are you doing?" John rushed to the older man's side.
"Oh, nothing. Just, ya know, sending a picture of us to your dad."
"No! Stop! I'm not out yet!" John yelled.
"Oh, I know. He'll kick you out, and you can live with me. Hm, but if we do that, I'll have to get rid of everyone else too. Y'all are too close." Francis gave John an evil smirk. "Or, I don't have to do that, and you can go on a date with me."
"I can't. And I have to go, people are expecting me."
"Okay, bring me."
"F-Fine."
"Yay!" Francis cheered. "Text me where y'all are gonna meet. I'll see you later, babe."
The two left the room, John to the Washingtons' rental car, and Francis to his rental car. Francis smirked when he received an address from John. His plan was starting to fall in place. He would have John all to himself again. John would have no friends to help him. They would all hate him. It was perfect.
"That's great, John. I'm...I'm so happy for you." Alexander lied.
John could hear and see the sadness in his best friend. He couldn't bear to see his friend in a state like this. He wanted to embrace Alexander in a comforting hug. He wanted to confess everything to him. But he couldn't. It would ruin everything and everyone he loved.
"Yeah," John responded.
The two got up from the bench, and catch up to everyone else. Alexander showed everyone around the small island. It was wonderful and beautiful. The tour lasted hours, but no one was complaining. At night, Nevis was magical. Lights were hanging everywhere. The lights twinkled against the ocean and moonlight, making the island seem like something out of a dream. The tour was so wonderful, John almost forgot about his 'friend.' Keyword: Almost.
"Hey, Babe? Don't we have something to share?" The 'friend' whispered as they sat down in a diner booth.
John quickly nodded, not wanting to disappoint. "Um, I have something to tell everyone." His eyes darted around the booth. From the corner of his eye, he saw Alexander turning his attention to some other thing. The sight almost brought him to tears. "Guys, this is Francis Kinloch. He's my...boyfriend."
That word made John's mouth feel disgusting. Francis was definitely not someone who could be boyfriend material. He was only filled with lust, not love. The only thing John wanted was to move on from Francis and completely forget about his existence and everything else that happened. But of course, just as he was about to, life decided to bring him back and ruin everything.
"This isn't a prank or anything, right?" Peggy asked, earning a blow to the stomach.
"Nope!" Francis answers, popping the 'p.' He leaned in, and pecked John's check.
Peggy put on a smile before running to the door. "GODDAMN IT, LAURENS! YOU RUINED MY OTP!" Her sisters ran outside to calm the wild Peggy.
Alexander crawled under the table and walked to the bathroom with his head down. It was surprisingly a good ten minutes before anyone noticed he was gone. Laf was the first one to notice. He alerted his parents of the news before running around, looking for his brother.
Francis only smirked at the chaos. His plan was working.