“I’m flexible. Apparently.” Thomas responded excitedly. “I don’t know.
I tried your coffee and now - I don’t know. Everything feels like it’s on
fire.”
“There’s ointments for that.” Jacob quipped.
“No Jacob. I need you. I want you. I have to have you.” Thomas grabbed
Jacob by the arms- hard. The grip was so sudden that Jacob was caught off
guard and he was pushed into the wall behind him barely missing the
mirrors and sink. With a brutish force Thomas roughly kissed him by
sticking his tongue down Jacob’s throat. If this was how he kissed, maybe
there was a reason all those women broke up with him. Jacob struggled for
a moment but managed to push Thomas off. He wiped his mouth as he
coughed.
“Stop! What?!” Jacob felt sick. “What do you think you’re doing?!” “I can’t- I need you Jacob. I’d do anything for you.” Thomas’ eyes had
grown wild and desperate. Jacob didn’t like this. He backed towards the
door.
“Well- don’t! I- I need air.” Jacob spat. With a quick turn he tried to
leave when Thomas reached out and grabbed his hand a bit too tightly. “You don’t want to leave me Jacob. You want to be with me. You want
to stay with me.” His eyes were wild.
“Let me go Thomas!” Jacob ordered.
“But Jacob- please.”
“Let me go or I’ll never see you again!” Jacob snapped. Thomas
tightened his grip for a moment before letting him go. The look in his eyes
was feral.
“Of course.” There was something tense in Thomas’ face as he snapped
back to reality. Rubbing his bruised wrist, Jacob quickly made his way out
of the bathroom to find Joe.
He quickly found Joe at the bar finishing up a phone call. He couldn’t
tell exactly what was being said, but he did catch “…it’s quick, but it’s the
only way. We just have to hope he says yes..” Jacob wasn’t sure what he’d been talking about, but as soon as he saw him, he threw his arms around
Joe.
