The Ballad of Big Papa and Diamond Girl (Alex Suarez one shot)

I guess it started with a fortune cookie I got when I was seven. I was totally confused by the simple words on the little slip of paper. And you know what? I kept the damed thing anyway.
Becarful of your lustful ways. They might get you into trouble one day. My mom decided not to tell me what that meant, so I kept it. I only realized that I still had it a few months ago.....when all this mess started.
See, I started seeing this guy, Alex. Oh, but I was seeing someone else....at the same time. David was my friend from back home, before I met Alex. I guess, the speed that Alex was taking our relationship (ok, so he was saying that it was too early on to have sex, which I felt I needed just as bad as his company), I needed more. And David was right there with that 'more'.
Alex didn't know about that. Then there was that one night stand, but I was too drunk that night and too hung-over to ask for the dude's name. Ha, Alex and Daivd were clueless about that kid.
As if that wasn't bad enough, I think I've slept with three out of four Fall Out Boys, two guys from the Academy Is..., and... Jon from Panic At The Disco. Alex never found out about any of them. David did.
And that's where I started loosing faith in everything I've built and starting believing that, not only was I cursed with a deadly sin, but that I was the sin.
Well, what happened was...David found out about Sisky, who let Butcher and Mike (C.) know that they'd been caught, giving David all the information about my sleeping around that he needed to keep me close to him. And he was clever about it.
"If you walk out that door, I'm going to tell Alex about everything, and everyone that you've done in the last two months" he threatened. I glared back at him until he let my arm go, then I let him do as he pleased. Not like I was complaining.
But I started seeing David less and less while Alex and I tried to strengthen our relationship (but still sexless). And my fortune cookie fortune was calling.
So, taking my seperationg to seriously, David thougt it'd be a good idea to tell Alex every sin I'd committed. He told Alex that it started with him, then moved to Andy, Joe, Patrick, Sisky, Butcher, Mike, then evenutally, back to him. In front of me.
And Alex, being the smart, funny, sensitive (that one being the key word), shoved me to David and, down to the exact word, told me, "Get out of my life, you whore!", then turned and shoved the door in my face.
Just about then was when I realized that I had fallen in love with Alex. Not lust, like all the guys that gave me what I wanted, what I needed.
No, I loved Alex. And in those ten and a half minutes it took for David to describe all his could, I had ruined every chance I had with Alex.
David held my hand and tried to pull me away from his door. But my feet wouldn't move. Neither would my heart. "Let's go" David called. He pulled on my hand again, but I pulled it back to me.
"What are you doing? Did you not hear him?" David asked. I glared at him. "Because of you and your big mouth, the man I love just called me a whore and shut me out of his life!" I yelled at him. His face fell as soon as 'love' came out of my mouth.
He looked back at me. "He's right. You're a whore" David mumbled and walked away. I fell to my knees and cursed the day that I tore that cookie apart for this fucking fortune.
I'll always try.
The Piano knows somthing I don't know.