Mending

"Oh yeah, it's Zack." Zack nodded softly as he grabbed his phone.

"So Zack, ya need to go get your stuff?" He asked as he toasted some toast.

"Yeah... but I don't want to go back there just yet..." Zack sighed

"Want me too? I'll stick my foot up his ass if ya want!"
"If whoevers cock isnt up there" He thought to himself.

" You can if you want. Wait, fuck, what all did I tell you last nighT?" Zack cursed.

"Dude, you told me about your problem and so I told you mine and tried to get you to calm down. Your fine, not like it matters what you told me."

"God... alright just how drunk was I?" He didn't have a good feeling about this...

"It wasn't even funny, you were a mess. God knows what would have happened if I hadnt have gotten to you before some honry fucker did."

"Well thank you for letting me stay here and not letting me go home with some stranger." Zack smiled softly.

"Welcome. I couldnt just leave you there alone to get rapped and done away with." Mike wondered why he was so nice to this man.

"ALright well... I'm gonna call and see if he's not ball deep in someone's ass this time before I go over there." Zack grumbled as he called Curt's number.
"Hey."
"Don't you fucking 'baby' me."
"Save it."
"I don't give a fuck."
"Is he there?"
"Are you kidding me?"
"What the fuck ever."
"Well could ya do me a favor and not be fucking him when I walk in."
"Great, thanks. Oh and I want my hoodie back fuckface."
He hung up.
"Alright, I'll be back in a bit hopefully." He sighed as he stood off the bed.

"Want me to come? Ill kick his ass if he hurts ya."
Mike enjoyed kicking peoples ass.

"Sure, you can come." Zack shrugged. He would feel more comfortable with someone with him.

"I left your car at the bar, we can go get it later." Mike tugged him out of the house and let him drive.

Zack led the way to Curt's place, his stomach tightening as Trent and Curt were waiting out front. He ran a hand through his hair and took a deep breath as he parked in front of the house and got out.
"Ya can stay in the car or you can come kick his ass if ya want." Zack gestured to Mike.

Mike grinned and got out, leaning against the car.
"Imma fuck with em, if you wanna you can ignore me."
He grinned at Curt.
"Thank you, thank you for giving up such a tight piece of ass all for my intertainment."

Zack gave a small smirk as he walked inside to get his things.
"Eh, have him. He's a whiny little bitch." Curt shrugged.

"Hey man, I didnt call fuck face there a whore." He pointed at Trent. "He is but I didnt call him that so watch what you say about MY man."

"YOUR man?" Curt raised a brow. "You've had him for one night, at the most."

"Yeah, and it only took him an hour and a half to do so much better than your stank ass. I am so much better than you and I dont mind telling ya. I got a very cute, sexy, man in my bed...you got a twenty buck fuck who probably has a disease." Mike smirked.

"I'm fuckin clean!" Trent glared.
"Y'know buddy you can just get the fuck out of my house." Curt snarled.

"Put me out." Mike challenged and then looked at Trent and burst out laughing.
"Who are you trying to fool? You know you got STD or some shit."

Zack came out of the house then, smiling softly at Mike.
"Damn, I don't even know why you'd want Zacky here. He can't do shit."

Mike laughed and shook his head.
"No, he CAN do way better than you. Some pussy who just threatened to put me out of there house on my ass and obviously knows he can't. Zack don't need your useless ass, he has a real man now and im clean unlike your slut."

Zack chuckled and leaned back against the car beside Mike.
"I'm cleaner than you." Trent grumbled half heartedly as Curt thought of a comeback.