Date: Mon, 3 Jul 2006 13:25:34 -0700 (PDT) From: Christian Garcia Subject: The Gyllenhaal Encounter - Part Twelve Disclaimer: I do not know or claim to know Jake Gyllenhaal and I don't mean to imply any knowledge of his personal lives or sexual preferences. This is FICTION and nothing more. If your under 18 or don't like to read fan-fictions about same sex romances then DO NOT read this story. Now that that's out of the way, sit back and enjoy! +++ During the following several weeks, Jake became more and more excited at the fact that he was going to be attending several award shows in the coming months. Another small reason for his sudden happiness was the fact that his birthday was only a couple of short days away. He was finally turning 24 and couldn't wait for the big bash he knew his sister and parents were going to throw him even though they did their best to hide it from him. "Hey Maggie." Jake strut cheerfully into the kitchen where his sister washed the dishes used during dinner minutes before. "Hey." Maggie replied while holding one plate under the fast running water and making the small bits of food slide down the drain hole. "So... What are we doing for my birthday?" "I don't know, what do you want to do?" Asked Maggie. "Let's throw a big party." Jake replied in hopes of getting some birthday plans out of her. "A party? It's too soon too plan anything, Jake." "What about mom and dad? Are they planning anything?" Jake asked. "I don't know." Maggie finished cleaning the dishes and handed the tray of white plates to Jake. "Here can you put these back?" "Year, sure." He tried but no luck. Jake put the plates away and stepped into the living room to watch some T.V. He changed it to the food network to see Molto Mario on the Food Network, he was a close friend of the Gyllenhaal family and happened to be a great Italian cook who had his own cooking show in television. He watched as Mario Batali scurried around his small kitchen and made amazing plates of food. It was all like a dance, carefully choreographed and laid out for everyone to admire. Maggie walked out from the kitchen then up to Jakes room. She took his cell phone from his nightstand and walked back down to her bedroom. She closed the door behind her and sat on her bed, then pulled the cordless phone onto her lap. She looked through Jakes phone book and called all his friends to invite them to a surprise birthday party for Jake. One of the numbers on the list belonged to Christian. After calling everyone and letting them know the party was a surprise, she returned the phone to its place and Jake never noticed a thing. +++ That day was very, very special because it was the day of Jakes birthday but he was a little down since he know believed that their was going to be no big party held for him. Jakes cell phone went off first thing in the morning, he opened his eyes and turned to get the phone charging besides his bed light. "Yeah?" He groaned still half asleep. When he spoke he could feel his warm morning breath bounce back onto his lips after hitting and bouncing off the phone receiver. "Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday dear Jake. Happy birthday to you!" The man sang. Jake took the phone away from his ear and looked at the small screen. It was his friend Austin Nichols singing over the telephone. "Thank you." Jake said, his voice low and raspy from waking up early. "I wanted to get you before anyone else." Austin said. "You're definitely the first." Jake smiled. "Good, well, cancel all your plans today because we're going to hang out all day for your birthday." "Will do." "Okay, I'll let you get back to sleep." "Alright, I'll see you later." "Yeah, bye." Jake closed his phone and set it back down on the dresser then rolled over and fell asleep again. The sun arose hastily provoking the small birds sitting out on the tree branches to sing their morning songs. Rays of light shot through the sides of the window blinds and danced on the floor signaling another day. Jake got up and stumbled out of bed as he dragged his feet along the white carped that lined his bedroom floor. He put on a shirt from his drawer and walked downstairs to the sweet smell of coffee and scrambled eggs. Maggie sat on the kitchen table with the cordless phone cradled between her shoulder and cheek while Peter sat besides her eating breakfast. "Good morning sunshine." Peter looked up from his plate with a fork in his right hand and a napkin in the other. "Happy birthday." "Hey, thanks." Jake scratched the back of his head while putting on a kind smile. "Who's she talking to?" He nodded at Maggie and took a seat. Peter shrugged his shoulders. "Ever since she woke up she's been calling different numbers." Maggie finally got off the phone and turned to Jake. "Hey birthday boy." She smiled and got off her seat to walk over to her brother. Jake stood up and they hugged tightly. "Happy birthday." She whispered. "Thanks." Jake replied. "Was that mom and dad?" "No it was Sandra." Sandra was Maggie's personal assistant and close friend. Just then the doorbell rang, sounding through out the entire house. Maggie stood up and walked to get the door while Peter went to clean off his plate in the kitchen. Jake sat quietly in the kitchen table and heard Maggie talking to someone at the house entrance. "Yeah, he's in here." She said as she and the guest walked over to Jake. He looked up at Maggie and saw Austin standing behind her with his hands deep inside his pockets. "Hey." Jake stood up and walked towards him. He extended his hand and Austin shook it with a tight grip. "Ready?" Austin asked. "For what?" "I told you, I'm taking you out and around today, remember?" "Oh yeah, this morning. I almost forgot." Jake sighed. "Okay, I'm going to go get dressed then I'll come down." Jake walked up to his room and later came down to meet up with Austin in the living room then they went outside. "Maggie, I'll be back later." Jake yelled from outside the house then the two walked to Austin's car. "Want to go get some breakfast?" Austin asked as he set the car key into the small key hole near the side of the steering wheel, starting the car. "Yeah, sure." They drove away from the sloped drive way and left to start the day. +++ Christian scurried around his apartment, picking things up and cleaning the kitchen so everything would be ready by the time he had to leave for work. During his cleaning tirade, the telephone in the living room sounded loudly. Christian picked up and heard a woman's voice. "Christian?" She asked. "Yeah? Who's this?" He replied, unsure of the callers identity. "It's Maggie, Jakes sister." "Oh yeah. What's going on?" "I just wanted to make sure you were able to come to Jakes surprise birthday party tonight at 'Avalon' tonight." "Avalon, the nightclub?" "Yeah, do you know where that is?" "Yeah, of course." "Great. Get there early though because Jakes friend Austin is taking him out for the day and they're going to get there at around nine." "Okay, I'll be there sometime around seven-thirty then." "That sounds great. See you then." "Cool, I'll see you guys later." Christian hung up the phone and looked down at his watch. "Shit, I'm going to be late." He told himself while power walking to the door. He locked the apartment behind him and ran to the elevator to try and salvage the minutes ticking passed. At exactly eleven 'o clock, Christian walked through the theatres glass doors then went to change inside the locker room. After getting into his uniform, Christian walked into the busy lobby filled with kids and their parents walking around and buying snacks. He got down to work and met with Randy to help him run things behind the snack bar. "It's about time." Randy smirked at him. "Quiet." Christian handed a large popcorn order to the waiting man on the other side of the glass counter top. When the films started the people inside the lobby started to pour themselves into the show rooms and that's when things started to quiet down. Christian wiped down the glass casing while Randy and Nicole, their other co-worker, swept and mopped the floor that had just been covered by waiting and tired feet. Two hours later that commotion began again as men, women, and children stampede their way out of the swinging doors. All-in-all, the theatre had been fairly busy through out the day and Christian was overwhelmed by the sound of children crying because they weren't bought the last minute candy bars and their parents trying their hardest to call them down. As day wore long, the lights inside and out flickered on, illuminating the workplace to give everyone a more clear few of their surroundings. Christian tried to keep his mind focused on the task before him but his mind was on every minute that passed by, silently counting down the hours until the surprise birthday party. When time did finally arrive, he tossed what he was doing aside and got out of his work clothes. "Alright, I'm out of here." He said while walking out from behind the locker room doors. "You're done?" Randy yelled. "Yep." "Okay, see you tomorrow." Christian stepped out of the theatre building and into the cold evening air that hit him like a brick wall, the cold air sweeping past him causing his hair to fly to the side of his head and his clothes to pin tightly to his body. He looked down at his watch to make sure he wasn't going to be late. After arriving home and getting into a fresh pair of clothes to be worn down later on. He ran around like a chicken with it's head cut off looking for a watch or necklace and belt, anything to accessories. After "operation accessorize," Christian got out to his car and went on his way to Avalon. Upon arriving to the busy nightclub, he was greeted by a man in a red vest, ready to park his car. Christian got out and handed his keys over then made his up to the short line outside the building. "If you're not on the list then you're not getting in!" The two tough looking men at the clubs entrance yelled out to the irritated crowd. Christian didn't know what to do next. Should he cut in front of everyone and get yelled at by the young men and woman who have been waiting for what could've been hours or wait like everyone else? He threw caution to the wind and decided to step away from the line moved to the front of the line, every step causing more and more nervous fear. The walk up to the bouncers seemed like it went on forever. Chris' palms got sweaty and the people to his right looked as if they were ready to pounce at him out of frustration. He got up to the men holding clipboards and stood still, looking for his opportunity. "Hey, I'm here for the Gyllenhaal party." Christian said nervously. He was very intimidated by the big guys standing before him. "Name?" One of them ordered. "Uh, Garcia." He stuttered. Bouncer number one looked through his clip board and flipped down to the bottom page. He nudged his buddy and whispered in his ear. Christian watched the two look at the one clipboard and his heart raced, fearing that he was not able to get in. Bouncer number two looked at Chris and finally spoke. "Christian?" He grunted. "Yeah." A sense of relieve came over him and he could finally crack a smile. "Come on in." The bouncer removed the velvet, sausage like rope and Christian walked into the club. The strobe light burned brightly, blinding the way through the maze of people. As he inched his way through the crowed, bumping elbows with the other guests and looking around, trying to find a familiar face even though he was in a crowd totally different from the ones he was normally used to. Christian was caught off guard by Maggie calling out from behind a booth table near the back of the building. He nodded his head at her and waved then walked over to her. "Hey!" She yelled, trying to speak over the music. "Hi, how are you?" Christian asked, he too yelling loudly and smiling sweetly. "Good, did you get in okay?" "Yeah, I did." "Good, Austin should be bringing Jake back here any minute now." "Everyone here is here for the party?" "Yeah, we rented out the entire place." Maggie retorted. Christian looked to his left and saw Jessica Simpson sitting besides Heath Ledger and Michelle Williams. To his right was Maggie, Peter, Scarlet Johansen, Zoey Deschanel, and Jennifer Aniston having a conversation. He couldn't believe how many well known Hollywood names were in one room together and this wasn't even counting the celebrities on the dance floor or across the room. "Would you like a glass of champagne, sir?" I waiter carrying a round tray above his shoulder asked nicely. "Oh, no thanks." Christian smiled. The waiter left and offered the drink to someone else. The music suddenly stopped and the D.J. came on over the speakers. "I've just gotten word that Jake is right outside so keep a look out." Meanwhile, Jake and Austin waited to be let into the club. They gave their names to the bouncers and got inside. "Shouldn't we go get Maggie and Peter?" Jake asked Austin while making his way through the doors. "No, just keep walking, trust me." Austin replied with a devilish grin. The music stopped again and the D.J. took over the speakers once more. "Happy birthday to you!" He began. "Happy birthday to you! Everybody!" The crowd inside all began to sing in unison. "Happy birthday dear Jake. Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday Jake." Everyone clapped and cheered when they were through singing. Jake smiled from ear-to-ear and was taken completely back by the surprise birthday attack. "You knew about this?" He asked his friend. "Yeah, everyone did. Look, they're over there." Austin pointed to the side of the building were his friends and family all sat. Jake and he walked over and greeted everyone. "Happy birthday Jake!" Maggie yelled as she hugged him. "I thought you said it was too late to plan anything." "We've been planning this for a long time." Maggie said. "Who's here?" "Everyone." "Mom and dad?" Jake asked, hopeful. "Yep." "Christian?" "Yeah, he's over there." Maggie nodded at the area where Christian was seated a long with Jaime Foxx and singer Eve. Jake went directly to him and when Christian saw him, he stood up and gave Jake a hug. Chris got caught up in the moment and was about to kiss Jake but Jake pulled away seeing as it was neither the time or place to do so. Christian knew he was stepping on forbidden ground so he acted as if it had never happened. After greeting him, Jake shook his other friends hands and moved to see his parents. "Come on." He pulled Christian by the wrist. "Where?" Chris asked over the music's beat. "I want to introduce you to my mom and dad." Although Christian did feel it was a step in the right direction, he knew Jake was doing it because it was the polite thing to do and not because of the reason that he had thought it would be. "Dad!" Jake said loudly, trying to get his fathers attention. His dad turned to him and smiled at the sight of his youngest offspring. Christian stood back and could see where Jake had gotten his good looks from. He watched Jake hug his mom and dad then noticed Jake turn to him and pull him in close. "This is Christian." He stated. Christian smiled and extended his hand out. "It's a pleasure meeting you." He said. "Pleasures all mine." Jakes mom replied. "Nice to meet you, sir." "Sir?" Poppa Gyllenhaal asked. "Jesus, son. I'm I that old?" The entire Gyllenhaal clan laughed. "It's nice to meet you, Christian." After Jake introduced Christian to a few of his other friends the party really started. It was a fun night for everyone and everyone seemed to be having a great time. The festivities ended at around 1 a.m. and Christian was getting ready to go home when Jake stopped him on his way to the door. "Are you leaving already?" Jake asked. "Yeah, I'm heading home now. I think I'm going to stop by for a bite to eat first." "At one in the morning?" Jake giggled. "Never was a better time." Christian replied. "Let me say good bye to some people and I'll come with you." "No, no. Stay here and party with your friends." "I think they've had enough of me plus I'm dying for some Chinese food." Jake smiled at Christian, trying to convince him to let him tag a long. "Alright, let's go." Jake ran back to Maggie and said his good night to the people still inside then met with Christian outside. They walked a block down to the "Mr. Sushi" that was surprisingly still open and looked at the glowing menu over the cashier woman. "Hello. Can I help you?" She asked politely. "Yeah, can I have an order of sushi, white rice, teriyaki chicken and..." Christian looked at Jake. "What do you want?" "Oh, you can go ahead. I'll go after you." Jake said. "Okay." He turned back around. "That's it." The woman punched in his order and Christian stepped aside to let Jake through. After receiving their food orders, Jake and Christian walked back into the early morning and up the block to the Avalon nightclub. "Here, hold this really quick." Christian handed his bags filled with warm, white Styrofoam boxes of Chinese food. He walked up to the man behind the small booth besides the building and asked for his car to be brought around. He received his keys and drove down to meet Jake on the street curb. Jake carefully placed the bags in the back seat then sat down in the passengers side. They arrived at the complex parking lot and got their stuff from the back of the car then strolled up to the building doors. The light inside was still on and a man was making reservations over the phone when Christian walked inside. Jake and he carried their takeout to the elevator, up to the second floor, down the hallway and into the apartment. Christian got in first, turning on the lights on since the entire apartment was completely dark. When the lights flipped on, Sargent barked from inside the bedroom and came out running to see who had just entered his domain. When he saw Christians, he pounced on him with glee. "You can leave your bags on the table." Christian said, moving into the dimly lit kitchen, taking in down two plates and glass cups from the higher shelf's. He skipped back into the dining room to find Jake reaching into the clear plastic bags and hauling out the small white boxes of food. "Ah, fuck." Jake hissed. "What's wrong, did you burn yourself?" "Yeah." He stuck his middle finger in his mouth to ease the burning pain on his skin but continued to unload the take out. Afterwards, they decided to move the furniture in the living room around to make a big empty space near the center of the place so they could eat while sitting on the floor. Christian turned the television set on with the small remote control and flipped through the endless early morning shows. The movie "To Kill A Mocking Bird" was playing on one of the movie channels so they watched the old classic as they enjoyed each others company and ate. "This has to be my favorite book of all time." Jake said before placing a sushi roll into his mouth. "To Kill A Mocking Bird?" Christian asked. "Mm hm." Jake nodded and chewed. "I've never read it. I've seen the movie but never read the book." "The book is a lot better." "Yeah? I'll check it out from the library sometime." They continued to watch the black and white film. "So... uh." Jake started. "Did you and Randy have a nice lunch?" "What?" "That day when I stopped by a while ago." "Oh, yeah. It was nice, you should've stayed to have a bite to eat." "Nah, I had some stuff to do, you know?" "Yeah." Christian looked at Jake and smiled. "You don't like him, do you?" "Is it obvious?" "Yeah, you get weird when his name comes up. Remember that day in your trailer after you knocked your tooth out?" Jake smiled, remembering everything as if it had just happened two seconds ago. "Oh yeah. Is it stupid if I say that the reason I didn't stay that one day wasn't because I was busy but because he was here?" "No. Is it stupid of me to say that I felt really awkward when we ran into your friend at the park? I was about to leave so that you guys could talk alone." "We seriously need to get over our jealousy issues." Jake laughed at his comment. "Wow wow wow, who said I was jealous?" Christian asked. "Weren't you?" Christian scoffed. "Who am I kidding. Yeah, I was. We need new friends." Jakes narrowed his eyes and laughed while holding onto his chopsticks and bowl of noodles. Christian leaned in and kissed Jake on the lips, taking in the taste of Jakes saliva mixed with the flavor of the soup. Jake kissed back then backed away from him slowly. "What was that for?" He asked. "I don't know." Jake shook his head and this time he took the initiative and kissed Christian back. At first it was an innocent kiss but quickly turned to a rough and passionate kiss that would lead them to ignore the television screen all together. Christian hovered over Jake, holding onto the sides of his neck and making his back press against the couch cushions behind him. Jake reached up with his free hand and placed it on Chris' hip, gently pulling him closer and causing friction to grow between their warm and aroused bodies. Who knew that a black and white movie followed by take out food could lead to this. Jake stood up, never taking his lips away from Christians, then sat on the couch that was far off to the side of the room and leaned himself back onto the arm rest. Christian began to move his lips around Jakes neck, not missing a single spot and moved up to his jaw line all the while Jake began to pull up the bottom of his shirt. "Wait, wait, wait. Hold on." Christian stopped Jake from moving any further. "Why?" Jake sighed, a bit out of breath and positively aroused. Christian looked at Sargent who was sitting by the couch they were on. Jake sighed and got out from under Christian. "Where are you going?" Christian asked. "Let's go to your room." Jake requested in a low tone and devilish grin. "My room?" Jake nodded and kissed Christian again. They kept kissing while stumbling down the hall and into the bedroom. Once inside, Christian shut the door behind them, not because he feared someone coming in and finding them but more to keep Sargent out. After Christian shut the door to be a lone with his friend, Jake rushed him from in front and knocked him back onto the door, making a loud thump when Christians back hit the wood. They kissed with tremendous amount of fury, not wasting any time to come up for air. Jake pulled off his shirt in a matter of seconds, showing off the incredibly shaped body he had developed from having to work out for his role as a marine. Christian wrapped his fingers around Jakes waist, digging his nails deep into Jakes flesh, feeling every single muscle and crease in his hips then reached up to remove his own shirt. Jakes fingers scrambled to undo his pants top button and zipper and managed to do so after receiving a helping hand from Christian. He then kicked of his shoes and stepped out of his jeans then waited for Christian to undress. Socks, shoes, shirt, pants, underwear, everything was carelessly scattered around the bedroom floor as Christian laid on the bed sheets awaiting Jake to follow behind him. Jake slid down his white boxer shorts and kneeled on the foot of the mattress, his perked up hard-on showing the state of excitement that he was presently in, and made his way over Christian. Their lips gravitated towards each other, it was as if their mouths had permanently molded around one another, taking in the exact shape of their lips so it would be a comfortable fit. With every ounce of adrenalin flowing through his body, Christian felt like he was able to anything and not feel strange about it doing so. He reached down to take hold of Jakes elated cock, wrapping his slender fingers around it, holding on gently as if it were to break with the slightest mal treatment. Jake sighed with pleasure senses running up his torso. Christian watched Jakes face the more he handled his stiff member, gliding four of his five fingers from under the scrotum to the base of Jakes penis. This, of course, sent signs of desire and climax that crawled under Jakes skin the more and more they continued with foreplay, every time the feelings becoming more intense. All of a sudden, Jake shot upwards and turned around to face forward. "Come here." He panted and pulled Christian up to his knees then reached behind to hook his hand around Chris' leg and pull him closer to his bottom. "Come on." Christian looked at Jake from behind, seeing how forward he was with his urges. He reached to the drawer and under the two magazines he had bought earlier and took out a condom from the small black box then pinched the top off and slid it on himself. He got aligned with Jakes opening then inched his way inside. "Ahhh!" Jake hissed feeling the pressure developing around his ass. "Shit!" Christian gasped to the feeling of Jake engulfing him. His hips, moving slow at first but carefully picking up pace, moved rapidly, thrusting forwards and backwards. The pain Jake felt caused by Christian started to die out like the flame of a candle that has been burning nearly the entire night. Soon all Jake could feel was pleasure and Christian softly hitting his backside with his pelvis. The room was trampled by the moaning and groaning men going at it on the bed, heat transpired making the glass mirror on the opposite wall begin to fog up and the sound of the head board smacking onto the wall at a constant pace was music to their ears. Jake lifted himself off the sheets with his arms and Christian leaned forward to kiss the back and sides of Jakes neck, making him squirm with delight. "Ah---oh." Christian let out small clouds of breath into Jake's ear, they way Jake had done to him the time before. Christian reached climax minutes later and disconnected himself from Jake, pulling away gently, careful to cause damage. Jake whipped back around and sat besides Christian, his back up against the headboard as Christian tried his hardest to desperately catch his breath. Jake was sure as hell not finished with him though. The more they kissed the more they started to feel aroused again, Jake with his cock still fully awake and demanding attention. Christian saw this and climbed over Jake, lowering himself onto Jakes erect penis. "Wait, wait... shouldn't I put on a rubber?" Jake looked into Christians eyes, his hands clawing at Christian back. "Fuck it." Christian replied, eager to continue. Jake groped Christian right breast and laid his lips over the nipple, kissing it tenderly all the while Christian let himself fall onto Jakes thighs. Christian reached forward and pressed his hands onto the headboard and pinned Jake in place. Jake sucked on Christians soft skin all the way up to his neck, leaving a glistening trail of saliva like a snail would leave a trail of ooze on the ground. "Oh God!" Jake said loudly. "Oh---shit!" Christian took that as a sign of approaching climax and braced himself for eruption. Jake tightened his leg muscles and buried his face in Christians neck, breathing hard as he unloaded inside Christian. It was all too much for Chris and he once again began to climax for the second time. He rubbed his cheek on Jakes and they held onto each other for a moment, gathering themselves. It was close to two in the morning when they fell asleep. Jake lay on the right side of the bed facing Christian and extending his left arm out so that it could be used as a pillow to hold up Christians sleeping head. Christian faced Jake and had his left hand perched on Jakes hip, his fingers still moving slowly and in a circular motion, caressing Jakes skin and putting him to sleep. Their rhythmic breathing becoming each others lullaby. +++ Jake stir in bed, the white sheets wrapped around his legs and rendered him immobile. He reached up with his arms, stretching out his long limbs to wake them up from their deep sleep. He looked around, the light around him blurry in his still weary eyes as they adjusted to the bright surroundings. Jake sat up in bed and rubbed his face while letting out a sigh laced in fatigue and boredom. Once his eyes focused they looked to see a bed occupied only by him. "Christian?" Jake groaned. "Chris?!" Christian came from inside the bathroom, leaning against the door way with a toothbrush in his mouth. Jake smiled and Christian walked back into the restroom to clean himself off. The last thing Jake saw was the back of Christians faded blue boxers making their way into the bright room. The faucet turned on and water splashed into the porcelain sink then Christian turned the lights off and walked out to make his way besides Jake on the bed. He sat at the edge and Jake leaned over to greet him good morning with a soft kiss on the lips. "It's about time your lazy ass got up." Christian joked. "How long have you been awake?" Jake replied in a low tone of voice. "Only about ten minutes." "Shit, what time is it?" "Eleven thirty, I think. Are you going to have to leave soon?" "No, I'm all yours." Jake said as he pulled Christian to his side on the bed. He wrapped his right arm around Christians neck, holding him in a sort of loving head lock. Christian laid his head on Jakes chest and placed his hand over his bare stomach. "Oh wait, look." Christian sat up again and reached into his drawer to pull out the magazine with the picture of him, Jake and Maggie. He handed the magazine to Jake and looked to see his reaction. Jake read the cover and saw the headline over the picture. "Oh, wow." He giggled, eyes wide. Jake flipped the magazine open and scanned through the pages to find the article. Once finding it, Jake held the magazine in his hands and read the small article. "...Afterwards taking a short walk to Jakes car and finally making their way out of the paparazzo's view." Jake read out loud. "...Makes us wonder where else these two men will be parting." He laughed. "This is great." "Ashley noticed it one night when we were walking down the street and I got it to keep as my first brush with fame." Christian said, laying back down on Jakes chest. Jake wrapped his arm around him again and read more of the article then finally placing it down on t he bed. "So how'd you like the birthday party?" Christian asked, sliding his fingers along the line marked down by a path of hair leading under the sheets. "It was great. How long did you know about it?" "Just for a little while. Maggie called me a few weeks ago and told me what was going on. You knew nothing about it?" "Yeah, no. I didn't know a thing. I asked her if she had planned anything but she denied it all so..." Jake smiled. "She loves you, you know." "Who Maggie? I know, she's so great isn't she? I don't know what I'd do if she ever just got up and left. It's nice to have family here especially family that can relate to this business, you know?" "Yeah, but do you ever want to just give it all up? Move out of L.A. and start a new life where no one knows your name or face? Grow old and die with the person you end up spending the rest of your life with?" "Are you that person?" Jake asked in a whisper. "Have you told anyone yet?" Christian suddenly changed the subject of the conversation. Little did he know that this was going to be the worst thing he could've done. "Told anyone what?" "Abut me." "Yeah, of course. Everyone knows who you are, remember? I introduced you to all my friends at the party last night." "I mean do they know about me as more than your friend?" "You know I can't. Not yet, at least." "I know, I know. I just thought you would've told someone, a close friend, family member, anyone." Christian took his hand away from Jake and leaned back onto his pillow. "Well don't get mad." Jake looked down at his companion besides him. "I'm not mad, just a little frustrated. I mean, do you even think of me as something other than a friend?" "What do you mean? Like a..." Jakes voice trailed off. "Boyfriend?" "Yeah." "See you can't even say the word." "Yes I can. It's just that you have keep in mind that I've never had to call anyone my... boyfriend." Jake stuttered when he said that word that was so unfamiliar to him. "This is what I get." Christian uttered under his breath. "What did you say?" "I said this is what I get. I knew I should've never let anything happen at the hotel room that night." "Wow, Christian. What are you talking about?" Jake asked with a puzzled look in his eyes. "Never mind." "No, come one. What do you mean?" "I mean this, this right here. We have to keep everything on the down low, hide the fact that we're not just friends. Do you honestly want to go on pretending we're old buddies and only completely forget everything once we're behind four walls?" Jake looked down at Christian, knowing he was completely right. He did want to tell everyone he knew that Christian was something more important to him but couldn't bare to think about the repercussions that could come along with the confession. "What do you say we do then?" Jake finally spoke. Christian hesitated at first but spoke boldly when he finally did. "I think the best thing to do would be to stop this before it gets too far along." Jake scoffed and shook his head then rolled over to step off the mattress. "Where are you going?" "You're incredible." Jake said as he stood up and turned to Christian. He was still completely naked, not taking time to cover up his bare naked body. "What?" Christian sat up. "You're going to throw it away just like that. Like you throw away a piece of gum or piece of fucking toilet paper. Why are you in such a hurry to get me out?" "I'm not! I'm just saying that I cant handle being kept in your back pocket and only taken out when it's convenient for you." "That's bullshit, alright." "Yeah? Why exactly did you want to come back here last night, Jake?" "Because..." "Because why?" "Because I wanted to, okay!" Jake shouted out of aggression at Christian. "Shit." He bent down to pick up his boxer shorts and slid them, first his right leg then his left. He picked up the rest of his things and looked up. "If you think this is what should happen then fine. It was fun while it lasted." Jake stormed out of the room. "Fun while it lasted?" Christian got up and followed behind, his bare feet stomping down on the cold hardwood floor. "You said that as if it was a game you've been playing." He stopped a few feet away from Jake who was getting back into his clothes in the living room. "Wasn't it? I mean, you just quit it, game over!" Jake slid on his shirt and wrapped his sweater around his waist. "I had an excuse." "Oh and what was it? You couldn't tell anyone that you were fucking an actor so you all of a sudden want to call it off?" "You can say it now, go ahead. 'I'm fucking Jake Gyllenhaal'." "Shut up!" Christian exclaimed loudly. "'I'm fucking Jake Gyllenhaal' say it!" "Fuck you, Jake! What about you?" Christian swallowed hard. "What about me?" "You play the role of helpless straight guy seduced by the mean man, oh and you played it perfectly. Greatest acting role to date, congratulations!" "You're a jerk." Jake yelled. "Son of a bitch. And you know God damn well this isn't even like what you think!" "Then what is it like?" Christian stayed quiet. "Look, I know I can't do everything that I would like to with you because of the position I'm in. Do you think I like acting like as if we're only friend around others? Last night all I wanted to do was tell each and every one in there that you and me are together but I couldn't so now I'm kicking myself for it. I came so close, so fucking close to telling someone the other day but I chickened out. Think back to when you had to hide the fact from your family and then tell me that you want to go and end things because I can't come out. I've tried, Christian. I have!" Jake inched himself closer to Christian, waving his hands madly as he tried to explain himself. He could see Christians eyes begin to swell with tears with every passing second. He got close enough to Christian where as to hold gently by the neck and look directly into his eyes. "Look at me and tell me you truly want to stop seeing me." Christian only looked at Jake in silence, a tear escaped his bottom eye lid and ran down his cheek, onto Jakes hand. Jake wished he could teleport himself into Chris' head and see what he was thinking right at that moment. "I know you have." Christians voice cracked. "And I'm sorry for rushing you to do something you're not ready to do." "It's okay." Jake smiled and went to kiss Christian, trying to make up for what had happened but to much to his surprise, Christian turned his head. "But I can't go on pretending everything is okay." Jake let go of Christian and stepped back. He looked down at his feet and smiled to himself. There was nothing he could do now besides leave and not turn back. "Okay." Jake replied in a malleable voice. He slowly turned and made his way to the door to vacate the sorrow filled apartment. Christian wiped his eyes to see the open path laid in front of him. Following behind, Christian stopped at the door as Jake stepped out and turned to him. "You know, I thought that being with a guy would be a little bit easier than being with a woman because of the whole same likes and dislikes thing but I was wrong, goodbye." Jake retorted and gave Christian one last smile and nod before turning around and heading for the elevator at the end of the empty hallway. Suddenly the world became harsh and unforgiving, revolving not for the sake of life but for the mere satisfaction of giving people like Jake and Christian a taste of what it's like in the real world. This wasn't a movie playing out to be viewed by an audience sitting comfortably in their seats, this was a relationship that would turn into shit if not saved. Christian shut the door and walked to his bedroom to gather his thoughts. It was a lot to take in. He sat on the foot of the mattress and brought his legs to his chest, resting his chin on his knees, staring at the emptiness ahead of him. Christian laid back onto the bed and turned over on the pillow, the scent of Jake still lingered on the thing, white cover, slowly making it's way into his nostrils. Chris threw the pillow on the floor and rolled over. +++ Jake walked out of the apartment complex in heat and took out his cell phone to call a taxi since he had driven in Christians car the night before. The taxi company gave him a time to wait and Jake did just that, wait. He stood on the street curb and rewound the mornings events in his head. He felt warm and his stomach churned when he thought about Christian and him in a heated argument. Jake knew he was going to have to get over it but what he didn't know is how hard it was going to be at first. Neither of them knew how long it would be since they were to see each other again. Only fate could predict the final outcome of this unsadisfactory situation. +++ I'll keep this short and simple. Thanks to everyone who is reading this now and to the emails I've recieved. I hope everyone has a wonderful holiday and stays safe! I'm now going to watch Jerry Springer. :] MSN Group: http://groups.msn.com/TheGyllenhaalEncounter/_whatsnew.msnw E-mail: Synful_Romance@sbcglobal.net Keep in touch, thank you all again! -Christian