I awoke around 8 in the morning to Jack's alarm. I groaned, pulling the pillow over my head. I didn't want to hear that alarm going off; it was the weekend, and I was exhausted! The baby had been kicking at my sides all night long, so of course, I barely got any sleep -- 5 minutes at the most. I heard Jack laughing at my irritated demeanor, reaching over to rub my shoulder. "Baby," he whispered, "do you want to get up with me?" I shook my head and yanked myself away from him.

"No!" I shouted angrily. "I don't want to fucking wake up!" Oh, great, my hormones were on fire today. Jack was taken aback from my anger and sighed.

"Sorry, Alex. I'll let you sleep." He pulled himself away from the bed and began to get ready for his shift at work. He worked at McDonald's as a cashier; that was the occupation he was going to use to earn money for the baby. Money didn't grow on trees, so he needed to do something. I would have gotten a job, I tried to, but Jack fought me tooth and nail. He didn't want me getting a job in my position. I knew I could do it, but he swore I couldn't. Therefore, I had to sit out and let Jack do it.

Jack was pulling off his shirt and putting on his uniform shirt when I sat up slowly. I looked at him with a pout. "Jacky," I whispered in a baby voice, "I'm sorry." Jack didn't look at me or answer me. I began to tremble a bit. "J-Jacky?" Still, nothing. That was a large blow to my gut. I got up and waddled over to him, but I kept a distance. Why would I be so rude to him? I always managed to hurt his feelings. Jack stood up, not facing me.

"You have me so angry, Alex." he spat. I flinched, and I could feel tears build up in my eyes.

"I-I'm so --"

"You got me so angry," he turned to me now. His face was as red as a tomato. "so angry that I'm going to ... tickle the fuck out of you!" Before I could react, Jack had me pinned down to the and started tickling my sides. I screeched like a child along with laughing my head off. Gosh, he knew my kryptonite was tickling. Jack worried the fuck out of me, but he definitely never fails to assure me that he is alright.

"Stop! Stop, stop, stop!" I wailed through my giggles. "Baby! Stoppit, please!" Jack finally pulled his hands away from my sides. He looked at me with a large smile.

"I love your sweet giggle, baby!" he gushed. I pushed him away, trying to catch my breath.

"I love you when you're not a meanie and tickling me!" I huffed. Jack ruffled my hair, his smile still on his face.

"Would you like me to bring you home some lunch, baby?" he asked. "I'll bring you home a Big Mac and fries. Would you like that?" That sounded fucking heavenly.

"Yes, of course. But, bring it to my place, okay? I'm going to go home to see mama and papa. They probably miss me tons."

"That is just fine, handsome. I'll drive you home right now, okay?" I nodded. I hugged him tightly and whispered,

"Carry me to the car?" I gave him puppy dogs eyes and a pushed out bottom lip. Jack rolled his eyes with a scoff.

"You're lucky I love you."

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Jack and I ended up giving each other quick blow jobs in the car, for about an hour, before I finally arrived home. I thought he would need something to loosen him up for his shift, and I was just horny as fuck. I gave Jack a few pecks before I exited his car. I waved him off as he drove down the street, being sucked into the sunrise. He was making me feel so happy lately; I wasn't feeling sad or depressed anymore. I walked up to my porch, but something caught my eye. There was another car in my driveway, but it wasn't mama's or papa's car. Mama's was there, but the other one was unfamiliar to me. Maybe a relative?

I proceeded to step inside. I could hear the sound of heavy breathing and moans coming from the living room. As sick as it was, I was curious to see what the hell was going on. "M-Mama?" I called out softly. No answer. I tip toed over to the living room and peeked my head from the corner of the wall. What I saw made my jaw completely drop. Mama's eyes caught mine, and she gasped, shoving the man off of her -- the man wasn't my papa.

"Alexander! O-Oh my God!" I was standing there with eyes wide, jaw dropped, and limbs quaking severely. What I saw could never been unseen.

What I saw was Brendon Urie fucking my mother.

Notes

OH MY GOD, WHO WAS EVEN EXPECTING THAT !?!?!

xoxo krys