He Will Be Loved

Biddy laughed, shaking his head at the phone and saving the call.
He liked that man...

Rick grinned at Biddy. He had been listening.
"Hmm, who's that?"

"Blake..." He smiled at Rick. "Just a friend at a club..." He nodded to himself.

"Blake and Biddy sittin in a treeee! K-I-S-S-I-N-G!" Rick sang, grinning.

Biddy shook his head with a smile.
"Nah....Thats why Higgy was so mad...I was dancing with him. If I wanna keep my ass unbeat ill stay away."

Rick sighed.
"Biddy, what if this is THE one? This could be your chance to get away from Higgy for good and I won't let you pass it up. Imma do my best to keep Higgy away as long as possible whenever you go to the club."

"Yeah....Thanks but I don't think so...Not after the way Higgy acted the other night in front of him."

Biddy's phone rang again. Rick chuckled.
"Think you better call him before he flips out..."

"Sure, he is going to flip and he talked to me for maybe twenty minutes." He rolled his eyes as he flipped open his phone. "Hello?"

"He seems worried, just talk, oh and put it on speaker." Rick winked.
"Hi!" Blake answered eagerly. He coughed lightly. "Erm, I mean, oh hey...." He tried to sound less excited.

Biddy turned on speaker with a small giggle.
"Once again I say, Hey Blake."

"Hi Biddy... so, are you alright? I heard you got hurt...or something?"

"Im okay, me and My lover just kinda got into it. Ya know? Yeah so I got some bumps but im fine." He blushed lightly.

Rick beamed at him.
"He LOVESSS you!" Rick mouthed, snickering.
"Damn... he always do that? Sounded like it from what I heard..."

Biddy shot him a bird as he sighed, his smile faltering.
"Yeah, we fight alot...."

"Well... your drummer, I dunno his name. But he seemed pretty ticked... said somethin bout him killing you..."

Biddy swallowed hard, staring at Rick with tortured eyes but the smile stayed and his eyes were back to being bright in only a second.
"Yeah, we really got into it that night."

"Yeah... I know I dunno you well yet but that... thats fucked up..." Blake trailed off.
"Listen to him!" Rick mouthed, pointing to the phone.

Biddy rolled his eyes.
"Im am! So what! It is fucked up!" He mouthed back.
"Yeah....It is but what am I gonna do about it?"

"Don't put up with it. Leave him. Well that's what I'd do." Blake shrugged.
"I like him!" Rick mouthed again, smikring.

"Yeah, if I left him he would track me down and torture me to death, then I would be alone. Not fun." He shot Rick a bird.

"Not necessarily. I'd like.. protect you if you needed it... and I'm sure someone would want you..."
Rick grinned and pointed to the phone, then made a heart with his hands, then pointed to Biddy with a snicker.

"Wow, my hero? Sweet Blake...I don't know, not many people want damaged goods and thats all I am." Biddy rolled his eyes at Rick.

"Trust me, I know lots of people who'd love a guy like you..." He trailed off.
Rick giggled.

Biddy put a hand over his mouth.
"Oh yeah? Like who?"