Long Live

[John Miller]

John decided to not pay attention to Claire anymore. He pushed Annabelle down on the couch that they were sitting on and get on top of her, starting to kiss her. Her arms were touching and caressing his face while she started licking his neck, wrapping her legs around his waist. He wanted to fuck her. Right then, right there. But, like by magic, Ronnie popped in his mind... Her beautiful eyes staring at him, her long, gorgeous hair flying in the wind's blow. No... He loved Ronnie. He loved only Ronnie.

"I can't do this... Sorry..." he said, pushing the girl away and getting up from the couch.

[Claire Standish]

"What?!" Claire said amazed, at the same time as Annabelle and Gideon. "What you mean you can't? Come on, John, you fuck everyone, is why you're... well, you know. John." she said, all the thing with Gideo suddenly escaping her mind, as if someone had given her brain back to her.

[John Miller]

John didn't thought it was cute the way his cousin thought the thing that defined him most was the fact that he was having sex with many girls. But he didn't care that much. He took out a cigarette and started smoking, while Gideon ordered him and himself a whiskey.

"Thanks..." John told him, while avoiding Annabelle's look.

"What's wrong with you?" Gideon asked. "It is not like you to refuse a dollie doll. Especially THIS doll..." he added, while caressing Annabell's leg. "I always thought you like her most."

"I do... But... I don't want to fuck girls anymore. I... I'm in love. I have been in love with this girl for the past over 10 years. But I only realized it now. And even if we're not together, I still feel as if I would be cheating her if I did anything with anyone..." John tried to explain, while smoking his cigarette nervously.

[Claire Standish]

"Ronnie." Claire said, out loud. It had to be her. Ronnie was the only girl John knew for over 10 years, except from herself, of course. "I've seen the way you stare at her. When she is walking down the halls, when she's in the Great Hall eating, even when she is not doing anything at all. You stare at her like an imbecile who had just seen the most amazing thing in the universe."

[John Miller]

John couldn't find anything to say, cause what Claire was saying was completely true. He was, many times, staring at Ronnie even for hours without realizing. Damn, he wished he would of had the power to finally confess her his love. This feelings he was feeling were turning him insane.

"Yes... It is Ronnie..." he admitted, nodding his head. "She seems me as her brother..." he informed Gideo, before finished the whole glass of whiskey from one big swallow.

"Now that is fucked up... You are pretty burned, my friend." Gideon said, slapping John's shoulder friendly.

[Claire Standish]

"You are extremely burned, actually." Claire said, nodding her head. "She knows you since you guys were kids, she will probably always see you as a friend, or a brother. Women, most of the time at least, can never cross that bridge between a best friend and a lover. If you gain Ronnie as your lover you might lose her as a friend and if that happens, you two might end up missing your friendship."

[John Miller]

"I believe she is right, John." Gideon approved Claire, while sipping a bit of his drink.

"I know she is... That is why I didn't conffess to her yet." John said, feeling as if he needed to explain himself. "But anyway, I don't wanna ruin the moment. You and Claire seem to like each other a lot. If you two want to have fun, I can wait for you outside or something...."

"Well, I DO like her... I am not sure about what she thinks." Gideon said, turning to look at Claire with a charming smile.

[Claire Standish]

Claire smiled back to him. He was starting to stop being so scary. And she had to admit that she did like him back. He was one of the most gorgeous men she had ever met and she would have been an imbecile if she left him get away. So she put both her arms around his neck and kissed his lips. "I do too..." she said.

[John Miller]

"Perfect..." Gideon said, his smile becoming bigger. "You and Annabelle can go to the bar. Order whatever you want and tell them is from my part."

"Thanks, dude... Have fun. I'll wait for you guys there." John said.

He got out of Gideon's special office and walked to the bar, with Annabelle almost running over him. He felt bad for just letting her that way and he didn't wanted to talk to her so much. He felt as if she'd blame him. But the girl followed him anyway and sat next to him at the bar. She looked at him and smiled kindly, not looking a bit upset. She ordered a beer for herself and a double whiskey for John, while he was deeply wondering what did she had in mind.

[Claire Standish]

Claire smiled to Gideon when she was left alone with him. She gave in to the passion and lust that she was feeling and she enjoyed every hit, every sudden move, every kiss and every slap, every rough and dirty word... Her head was spinning and her mind went numb again, but this time, she liked it. She allowed it and she enjoyed it. And she never regreted it. Actually, later on, she even missed him.