Baby, I Will Be Your Everything

"You got it, baby?" I asked slowly, leaning on my crossed arms over the island while I dangled my feet from the high stool.

I smiled softly, Lauren's and Jessica's giggles coming from beside me as we all watched Alex struggle to open the blue box in his hands.

"I got it." He scoffed, picking at the sealed folds at the top with his nubby fingers.

"You sure? Because I've never seen someone struggle with a box of macaroni before." I teased.

"Do you want me to feed your weak ass tummy, bitch?" He retorted, finally ripping off part of the folds.

"It's not my fault I got food poisoning from those tacos you got me." I defended with a pout even though he wasn't looking.

He rolled his eyes as he finally tore off small pieces of the folds and pried the rest of the top open with his thumbs, ignoring my comment completely. I know he still feels guilty about it because he thinks it's his fault I got sick the past few days. Mm said it must have been the tacos because I had symptoms of food poisoning and the tacos were the only thing I ate the other day so Alex blames himself for buying them when I originally just wanted a soft taco.

"At least you're feeling better today." Jessica chimed in. "It's been a week now and usually food poisoning only lasts about four or five days."

I sighed, nodding in agreement as I moved my right hand up to hold my head up. It's been a week today since we went skating and I'm really feeling a lot better. I haven't felt nauseous the past two days and I haven't had any stomach cramps so I think it's finally over wih now.

"Yeah, I feel completely fine today." I noted, running my left hand through my hair.

"You said that the other night and ending up kneeing me in the balls in your rush to get to the damn bathroom." Alex reminded, pouring the box of noodles into the boiling water.

"Well, I'm sure I feel better now. That was like three days ago, get over it." I whined, rolling my eyes at the look he gave me. "Make sure the noodles don't stick."

"I know what the fuck I'm doing." He grumbled, scratching his side through the long slits of his black muscle shirt. "How long do the noodles cook for again?"

"I thought you knew what you're doing?" I mocked, ignoring the playful glare he aimed at me with a sigh. "Seven minutes."

I bit my cheek to stifle my laughter as he pressed seven minutes into the kitchen timer on the microwave above the stove. A small smile grew across my face at the gesture because it was such and Alex thing to do since he never remembers what the hell he's doing. I guess that's because of his ADHD, but it's still funny. It is only seven minutes after all.

"Shut up, Jack's the house wife here." Alex chuckled, pointing at me with the wooden spoon in his hand as Lauren laughed at him.

"Wife? Woah, you've gotta pop the question first." I told, raising my eyebrows at him.

"One day." He shrugged, making my heart go wild.

"One day?" I repeated.

"One day." He agreed, turning his back to me as he stirred the noodles again for a few seconds.

Butterflies swarmed my stomach while the smile on my face grew into a cheesy grin as I looked down at my left hand on the counter. I stared down at my bare ring finger and sighed happily, repeating his words in my head over and over. Call me crazy because we're only seventeen, but Alex is the one for me and to hear him pretty much confirm we'll get married some day makes my insides melt.

"What's going on in here?" Mom asked, walking into the kitchen with a look of shock. "Alex is cooking? Am I still napping?"

"Oh fuck off." Alex laughed, moving away from the stove and over to lean on the counter across from me and the girls. "Your son is dying of hunger and begged me to make him food."

"I didn't beg, I asked nicely." I corrected. "And it's not just me, Laur and Jess were hungry too."

"Whatever." He dismissed, turning to look back over to Mom as she forced me to sit up straight.

"I'm really feeling fine this time." I muttered, rolling my eyes when she felt my forehead and cheeks for the tenth time today. "Same as yesterday."

She tsked at me, continuing to hold her hands on my face for a whole minute before letting go.

"Satisfied?" I questioned.

"Very." She chirped, kissing my forehead before walking over to the coffee maker.

I rolled my eyes before looking back to Alex and staring back at him while he continued to lean in front of me. His hair looked like his usual messy sex hair and he had dark bags under his eyes from his lack of sleeping habit. I jumped, blinking out of my trance when the timer went off loudly. Alex turned around and turned it off before grabbing the pot and moving over to the sink.

"Oh, I'm so ready for this." I smiled, licking my lips.

"Macaroni?" Mom chuckled, scooping her coffee into a filter.

"Not just any macaroni." Jessica gasped.

"Yeah, Mom." Lauren exaggerated. "It's Alex's."

I grinned, smiling as Alex nodded his head. He drained the water out before returning to the stove and grabbing the butter he had set out next to him.

"I make some bomb ass mac'n'cheese, Ma." He explained.

My heart swelled at the small smile Mom gave at the nickname. Ever since Alex and I met, he's been so open and outgoing around my family because of his personality. As soon as he met her he just said sup mom and he's called her mom ever since. I thought it was strange at first, but Alex was a strange kid. He's so different from anyone I've ever met, but everyone loves him for it because he just wouldn't be himself without his weird habits and attitude. When we started officially dating, he took to calling her Ma and I can just tell she loves it. I think it makes her feel good that he gave her a nickname just like he did with Lauren. He even has one for Dad.

"You boil noddles for seven minutes, add a fourth cup of milk and the cheese packet." She laughed, turning to lean beside the stove next to Alex while her coffee brewed.

"The best thing about it is he guesstimates instead of actually measuring it out and it just tastes so much better that way." Lauren described.

"Wait a minute, is that why you guys haven't asked me to make it lately?" She asked in disbelief.

"They think I'm better than you." Alex joked, but I could hear the smirk in his voice.

"Jerk!" She exclaimed, lightly smacking him on the arm as he stirred.

"It's so weird watching him cook though because he does everything opposite?" Jessica shyly spoke up, confusion lacing her voice.

"He doesn't do it opposite, he's just left-handed dummy." Lauren laughed, making me chuckle along.

"Oh." She drawled out with a soft laugh.

"Hey, maybe that's why mine's better." Alex laughed, bringing the pot over and setting it on the counter in front of us. "M'not puttin' it in bowls for you lazy asses."

"Hey!" I protested with another pout. "I'm not lazy."

"Yeah, if anyone's lazy it's you." Mom commented.

I smiled, not able to keep the cute pout I was going for when Alex just shrugged in agreement. I rolled my eyes fondly and smiled greatfuly at Mom as she handed me a bowl and a fork. I hurriedly scooped some into my bowl before sliding it down to Lauren.

"Wow, that does look really good." Mom informed.

"Try some." Lauren suggested, holding a spoonful out.

I took my own bite, moaning quietly at the cheesy taste before watching Lauren shove the spoonful into Mom's mouth. She hummed, nodding in approval as she gave Alex a thumbs up.

"That is good." She said in surprise once she swallowed.

"I know." He replied cockily.

I rolled my eyes at him again before going to town on my bowl, enjoying this time while we were all in the kitchen together during lunch for once since summer started. Usually Lauren's at Jessica's or Alex is at work or Dad is at work. It's been a while since we were mostly all together in the kitchen beside at dinner.

"Oh yeah, baby." Alex started after a few minutes of silence. "I'm goin' to Jason's bonfire thing tonight."

I swallowed thickly, reaching for my glass of water as I nodded. I almost forgot about it since I've just been sleeping the days away the past week. Wednesday, he came home super excited and woke me up in the middle of a nap to tell me he got promoted at work. Now he's making twice as much per week and he's one of the youngest workers over at the shop that can do everything there now.

"I'm so proud of you for that." I smiled, setting my glass down. "You worked hard to get there."

"Yeah." He shrugged. "I'm just happy about getting paid more every week."

"I'm coming with you to that." I informed, finishing up my macaroni.

"I don't know about that, Jack." Mom hesitated. "You've just got over being nauseous and drousy-"

"I'm fine, Mom." I groaned, slumping my shoulders. "I don't feel tired and I don't have any weird flips in my stomach. I want to go celebrate this with Alex and his friends."

"Are you sure you're feeling okay?" She interrogated. "No aches or pains?"

I groaned, rolling my eyes for the thousandth time. Alex cleared his throat, raising an eyebrow at me which annoyed me even more. Instead of letting my annoyance shine through, I took a silent deep breath and nodded silently as I slid off of the stool.

"I feel great." I smiled at her. "I'm going to get ready."

"Okay, if you say so." She sighed. "If you feel sick at all, you better call me."

"I will." I agreed, smiling over at Alex. "Thanks for feeding me."

"Anything for you." He replied, pushing himself off of the counter and pulling his shirt over his head. "I'm gonna go shower for once."

"Please do." Mom laughed, shoving his side playfully. "You stunk up my kitchen."

I laughed along with her and watched Alex roll his eyes before he trudged out of the kitchen. I watched him leave before turning back towards my mom as she got a plastic container from the cupboard for the leftovers.

"You still have some time to make sure you feel up to it." She noted.

"I'm going." I stated, setting my bowl in the sink and leaving the kitchen. "I'll be in my room."

"While you're feeling better maybe you could clean it so I can see where I'm stepping?" Mom called after me.

I groaned, tossing my head back as I walked through the foyer.

"Okay." I said loudly, slowly trudging up the stairs.

I slumped my shoulders, dragging my feet as I walked a few feet down the hall. I paused outside of my open door, glancing at the ground with a grimace. Dirty clothes littered the floor, courtesy of Alex. I let out a long sigh, walking in and kicking the clothes out of my way so I could get to the hamper in the corner by my closet. Once I got it, I dragged it to the middle of the floor and bent down to scoop up a small pile of clothes.

"Ew." I coughed, catching a wif of whatever the hell is on these pants.

Who the fuck knows when it comes to Alex.

I grimaced, grabbing another handful of dirty clothes and tossing them into the hamper. I smiled down at the patch of white carpet now visible, feeling more motivated to see the whole floor. I hummed to myself as I walked around the room, continuing to throw the clothes into the hamper. After a bit more than half of the floor was cleaned, the hamper was overflowing.

"Seriously, Alex?" I groaned to myself.

"Seriously what-oh damn."

I stood up, turning to face Alex with my hands on my sides. I stopped, my open mouth falling closed when my eyes caught sight of his dripping torso. I licked my lips, trailing my eyes down to the blue towel tied around his waist loosely.

"Like what you see?" He smirked, grabbing my attention from his defined hip bones.

"Shut up." I sighed, pointing to the clothes across the other half of the carpet. "You can do that side. I need to sit down."

I breathed in deeply, moving over to my neatly made bed and plopping down on it. I moaned, rolling on to my side and grabbing Alex's pillow to cuddle into.

"You okay, baby?" He asked as the bed dipped behind me from his weight.

"Don't get the bed wet with your ass." I muttered, a wave of tiredness rushing over me.

I hummed, closing my eyes when the weight was lifted from the bed. I curled my knees a bit and tugged the pillow closer to me, burying my nose in the black pillow case. I breathed in deeply, instantly relaxing more at Alex's scent coming from the material.

"Jack, baby." Alex called, the bed dipping behind me once more.

I jumped, not expecting his voice to sound so loud. I opened my eyes, squinting at the light as I turned my head to look as he hovered over me. Water drops fell on to my cheek from his wet hair, making me flinch at the coolness.

"Sorry." He chuckled, shaking his hair.

I whined when more water splattered over me, feeling like spit. He chuckled again before his cool hand was pressing over my forehead. Annoyance bubbled under my skin and I groaned, turning my head away from him roughly.

"I'm fucking fine." I snapped groggily.

"Baby, don't be like that." He sighed, brushing my hair away from my face gently.

"I'm not sick anymore." I grumbled, closing my eyes and burying my face back into his pillow. "M'just tired."

"You were fine fifteen minutes ago when you were whining about my clothes on the ground." He chuckled.

"Wake me up in time to get ready." I mumbled.

I ignored his response, letting myself go back to relaxing. I breathed deeply watching the back of my eyelids go completely black.
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I grinned, giving myself a once over through the mirror. Alex's black Metallica t-shirt hung over me loosely, ending just over the pockets of my dark blue ripped skinny jeans. I had the sleeves rolled up like I usually did with his shirts and my dark brown hair was still teased to my liking even after four hours into the party.

"Mm, baby." Alex whistled, moving to stand behind me. "Lookin' good."

"What the hell are you doing in here?" I giggled, staring at his disheveled look through the mirror.

I bit my lip, trailing my eyes over his messy hair down to his white t-shirt. I giggled, taking in the large red and blue stains down his stomach through my fuzzy vision. I looked down more, the only thing coming into view being his black skinny jeans sagging down his hips before the mirror cut off.

"You're such a light weight." He slurred into my ear, nibbling it roughly.

"Nuh uh!" I exclaimed, giggling as he hugged around my waist. "You are...so drunker."

I giggled again, the slight buzz from the few fruity drinks Alex made me making me slightly tipsy. Maybe a little bit more than tipsy, but I can still see what I'm doing and speak pretty clearly.

"I wanna fuck." He breathed into my ear, pushing me up against the bathroom counter. "Bend'ou over right'ere."

"No!" I refused, shoving his body back enough to make him stumble back. "Not in Jason's bathroom!"

He laughed, pulling me back into him clumsily before letting go as he fell into the wall. I laughed, turning around to grab his forearms and help him stand up straight. Once he was steady, I pulled the bathroom door open and flicked the light off before pulling him back out into the backyard full of people.

"I need another drink." Alex muttered into my ear, turning me around and dragging me over to the long table filled with alcohol.

I nodded in agreement, squinting my eyes in the dark in search of something I would like. Alex, of course went for the whiskey while I tried to find the pink starburst flavored vodka. I found one of the large bottles and snatched it, nearly falling into the table in the process.

"Shit, Jay." Alex chuckled slowly and I grinned, taking a red cup from his hand before filling it halfway.

I set the liquor back on the table and picked another bottle up randomly. I shrugged, trying to inspect the red liquid before pouring it to fill the other half of my cup.

"Don't fuckin' mix that shit, babe." Alex slurred, grabbing the red jug from my hand and dropping it back on the table. "Gonna make'ya puke."

I shrugged, bringing it to my lips and taking a long sip. I smacked my lips together a few times and moaned at the mix. I looked over at Alex with wide eyes and shook my head at him, taking another long sip of it while he chugged from his bottle of FireBall.

"Ew, yo-ou m-make me wan-na puke." I hiccuped, raising my cup up. "This is yummy."

He kept his eyes closed, guzzling down at least a third of the bottle before he let up and put it back on the table.

"Woo!" He yelled, shaking his head and licking his lips.

"You gross." I mumbled, slowly drinking the rest of my drink.

I finished it off fairly fast, feeling the alcohol hitting me harder than usual. Probably because I drank more tonight than I ever really have. I licked my lips, blinking my eyes hard when my vision got a little blurry.

"Alex!"

I squinted behind Alex, watching one of his good work friend's run up to us. He long orange hair was pulled into a man bun and he was shirtless, looking soaked.

"Huh?" Alex coughed out, letting Travis use him to stay semi-balanced.

"You guys....you gotta try- slide n' slip!" He cheered. "We got teams!"

I chuckled at how slow his words came out, shaking my head when the scene in front of me started to spin a bit.

"Yeah ba-baby leggo." Alex slurred, gripping on to my hand while Travis grabbed his other hand.

I groaned, staring down at my feet as we practically ran over to whatever the hell Travis was going on about. I could hear the sound of water rushing out of the hose as well as small splashes and lots of laughing and yelling. Once we stopped, Alex dropped my hand and I looked over to where we were standing. It was a little hard to see since it was so dark out and the porch light did nothing to light the yard up just like the fire pit.

"No way." I choked out, eyes focusing on a very long white tarp running down a steep hill.

I took in a deep breath, my stomach starting to protest all of the alcohol I've consumed. I frowned, nudging Alex's side while Travis took off. He turned to me with a dopey grin, frowning at my grimace.

"Wha'rong babe?" He asked, grabbing my hands in his.

"I drank too much." I whined, swaying with him for a few seconds. "Need'a sit down."

He nodded, backing me up until I fell back into a plastic chair. I moaned, holding my stomach gently while it churned lightly.

"M'okay." I told him. "You go race Trav. Gonna sit out for a bit."

"Sure?" He asked slowly.

I nodded, watching him pull his shirt over his head. I licked my lips, eyes trailing down his body before he was leaning down and pressing our lips together. I smiled into the kiss, letting him keep kissing me for a minute before pushing him away just as one of the guys called his name.

"Stay." He slurred.

"Uh huh." I nodded.

He gave me another dopey grin before turning around and stumbling over to the table set up before the hill. I cringed at all of the alcohols filling it up and felt my stomach churn uneasily. I sucked in a deep breath, frowning at the thick saliva pouring to the front of my mouth. I jumped up from my seat and rushed back inside as fast as I could walk without looking like an idiot. I made it to the bathroom just in time to puke up the drink I just drank about ten minutes ago.

I coughed a few times, still feeling my stomach protest. I groaned, cringing as I pushed my fingers to the back of my throat. I gagged, glancing down into the toilet and successfully making myself puke up everything I've consumed today. Once I was finished, I wiped my mouth and flushed the toilet before standing back up.

"Never drinkin' again." I mumbled to myself, rinsing my mouth out in the sink before leaving the bathroom.

I stumbled a bit, but managed to get to the fridge. I pulled out two water bottles and smiled in relief, tucking one into my elbow before opening the other one. Once I got the cap off, I slowly drank a few sips to soothe my throat. Once I got down a little more than half of the bottle, I made my way back out through the back door and over to the plastic chair I was sitting in before.

Once my stomach felt calm, I let my attention move over to the situation in front of me and laughed. Alex and Travis were each downing a row of cups along their sides of the table before they were running off towards the hill. Right at the last second, Alex tripped over and all I could hear over the music and talking was him screaming his favorite curse word. I giggled, watching everyone cheer when they made it to the bottom before I took another sip of water.

I breathed in deeply, closing my eyes for a second.

"Baby! Di'you see?"

I jumped, opening my eyes to see Alex leaning in front of me. I gulped, watching the world spin around me as I tried to focus on him. I frowned, watching his turn sideways. I shook my head to clear my vision, only to realize Alex actually fell over. I laughed, leaning on my knees to look down on the grass to where he was laying.

"I see you busted ass on there." I giggled, pointing in the direction of the slip'n'slide.

"Mhm...lots." He huffed, struggling to sit up straight.

Woah, lots? How long were my eyes closed for?

"Dance time." Alex yelled, bringing me out of my mind as he forced me up and out of the chair.

I stumbled forward, wrapping my hands around his neck loosely while a grin took over my face. I leaned up, pressing a kiss to his lips before dropping back down and looking around the party. I shrugged, dragging him to where everyone else was dancing as the music grew louder. I grinned at the beat, turning in his arms and shaking my ass against him. I gasped at the coolness soaking into the back of my jeans, forgetting that he's soaking wet from the slip'slide.

"Uh huh." He hummed into my ear, grabbing my hips tightly.

I like the way you do that right thur, right thur
Switch your hips when you're walkin', let down you're hur, let down your hur
I like the way you do that right thur, right thur
Lick your lips when you're talkin', that make me stare, make me stare

I licked my lips grinding back against him to the music with a grin, not caring about getting wet and cold. I wrapped my arms back around his neck loosely, looking up at him through my eyelashes with my lip between my teeth. I smirked, watching him stare down at me with glazed eyes.

"Drivin' me crazy." He muttered, biting my earlobe roughly before grinding into me harder.

I grinned, running my fingers threw his hair as I leaned my head against his shoulder without a care in the world. Tonight's definitely gonna be fun.
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"Mm." I hummed as Alex kissed down my neck.

Goosebumps ran up my arms as he pinned me to the front door, cold water soaking through my clothes from his body. I gasped, biting my lip when his cold hands slid under the hem of the loose t-shirt. A sharp nip to my neck had me tightening my fingers through his wet hair, looking up through my blurred vision to see the ceiling of the foyer in the darkness.

"No-not'ere.." I tried to whisper, feeling my eyes flutter closed when he sucked into a very sensitive patch of skin.

I bit my lip harshly, feeling my legs shudder from the pleasure. It's been a while since we got to be together like this and I almost forgot how good he can make me feel.

"Alex." I gasped, clutching the back of his shoulders lightly as he continued to suck on my neck.

I tilted my head back, biting my lip as my breathing picked up. My skin burned under his touch and the fact that I could feel his excitement pressing into me had that familiar warmth spreading through my gut.

"M'gonna fuck you so good." He mumbled into my skin, breathing hotly against me as he pushed my shirt up.

I gasped out a response, whining when he pulled away from me. I licked my lips, watching him pull his shirt over his head before I was leaping on to him. I wrapped my legs around his waist tightly, grabbing his face in my hands and forcing our lips together. I bit his bottom lip, sucking it into my mouth as he hummed in approval. I felt his tongue press into my mouth, dominating mine immediately as he stumbled through the foyer. I held on tighter, our lips breaking apart when he fell into the wall with a loud thump.

"Sh!" I giggled, pressing my forehead against his.

"Oops." He chuckled, letting go of one of my thighs to push us away from the wall.

I laughed loudly as he stumbled forward, nearly dropping me on the kitchen floor as he staggered towards the dark living room. It felt like I was floating as we swayed back and forth in slow motion.

"You can't walk." I giggled uncontrollably. "So dr-unk."

Alex laughed along with me, falling forward faster than I expected. My calves hit the back of the loveseat before I was pressed hard into the cushions from Alex's weight falling with me. I covered my mouth in attempt to stifle my giggles, slapping Alex's bare side when he continued to laugh loudly in the empty room.

"Sh!" I whisper-yelled. "Gonna get caught!"

"Mm mm." He mumbled breathlessly, chuckling into my neck before he pressed a soft kiss to it.

I gasped, grabbing his face in my hands again and pulling him towards my lips. I breathed in deeply, on cloud nine with the taste of him mixed with the warm tingles filling my bones from all of the alcohol. I moaned quietly, tasting cherry and red bull on his tongue mixed with cinnamon from all the fireball. He tugged my lip with his teeth, breathing harshly against me while I panted loudly.

"Mm, baby." I urged, squeezing his hips between my thighs tightly.

He ground down, pressing our lips together in another sloppy kiss as I moaned. I gasped when he went down harder, feeling the whole couch shake from beneath us as my hands moved to clutch at his sides. I opened my eyes, feeling all sorts of good as his fingers tugged my up by my belt loops when I saw light from the corner of my eye. I furrowed my eyebrows, letting out another muffled moan as I turned my head. I gasped, freezing in place when I saw Lauren sitting on the couch with Jessica through my foggy vision.

"Alex!" I choked out in attempt to stop him when his teeth nipped at my jaw.

I pinched his side as hard as I could, eyes fluttering closed at the husky chuckle leaving his lips while I forgot what I was trying to do.

"Want it rough?" He muttered in my ear, making me strain against my tight jeans.

"Ew!" Lauren squealed, making Alex jolt against me in shock.

"Ohhh shit." He slurred, finally looking over to what I was seeing. "Aye, lil' girl."

"Shu'up." I hissed, shoving his sides.

He cleared his throat, looking back into my eyes with amusement written all over his face. I groaned, moving my hands up to cover my face in frustration. I just need his dick inside of me already. Why is my sister sitting there?

"Ge'off." I mumbled into my hands, eager to get somewhere else.

"Uh..." He trailed off, staying in place.

I pouted, looking up at him when he pried my hands from my face. He pecked my lips before taking my right hand and pulling it until it was between our sides and the cushions. I furrowed my eyebrows, opening my mouth when he moved my hand just enough for me to catch on to what he was getting at.

"Oh." I mumbled, turning back to Lauren. "Look away."

"Ew! No way! Get out of here!" She exclaimed, shoving a pillow into her face.

"Okay, but close all your eyes for a sec." I waved dismissively, raising my eyebrows at Jessica who looked just as shocked as Lauren. "Hurry!"

Alex laughed when they shoved she shoved her hands over her eyes before clumsily rolling off of me and stumbling to his feet. I bit my lip, trying to keep my eyes from his obvious erection while he grabbed my hands and pulled me up next to him. I giggled, shoving him forward until we got into the kitchen before I stuck my head back into the living room.

"Kay, you's can look." I called, grabbing Alex's hand and dragging him behind me as I ran towards the steps.

He laughed, squeezing my fingers before letting go as we struggled up the stairs as quiet as possible. I squinted through the darkness, holding on to the walls for balance as I attempted to tip toe down the hall. I stifled my giggles, pushing my bedroom door open and stepping in with Alex right behind me. I shut the door loudly, covering my mouth with wide eyes while Alex grabbed my hips.

"We're good." He mumbled, pressing his forehead into my roughly.

I nodded, moving my hands to wrap back around his neck.

"I do want rough." I smirked, leaning up to nip at his lip. "Gimme it."
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I jolted awake, holding my pounding head while I struggled to move out form under Alex's arm. I gagged, holding my mouth closed tightly as I finally got free from Alex and my sheets. I whimpered, pain shooting up my lower back and thighs as I stood to my feet. I hurriedly grabbed the pair of boxers by the door and slipped them up my legs before I was pulling the door open and rushing down the hall.

I swallowed thickly, ignoring the tingling in my jaw when I saw the bathroom door shut. I held my churning stomach, covering my mouth to keep myself from slobbering all over. I whined, biting my cheek when the urge to throw up got stronger. Without waiting another painful second, I hurried forward and barged in to find it empty before I rushed to the toilet and dropped to my knees. I gagged harshly, frowning when everything came back up. Luckily, it wasn't much and I was done after a few seconds.

I sighed in relief, feeling my stomach calm almost immediately. Wiping my mouth, I flushed the toilet and stood back up slowly. I ignored the shaking of my legs as I grabbed my toothbrush and squirted some toothpaste on to it. Grimacing at the tastes in my mouth, I shoved the toothbrush into my mouth and scrubbed everything the best I could with my head spinning. After rinsing my mouth out, I frowned at my pale face and slouched my shoulders.

"I'm never drinking again." I muttered to my reflection, rubbing my head softly as my gaze caught on the dark hickies trailing down my neck.

My eyes widened and I gasped, running my hand over the sore skin before feeling my head throb worse. I grumbled, walking out of the bathroom and back to my room slowly. I licked my dry lips, searching the ground for some clothes so I could go grab a much needed drink. I settled on some black pj pants with pizza slices scattered around them and the black shirt I wore last night. Shit, I don't even remember getting home.

Biting my lip, I glanced over at Alex. I winced at the red lines down his back, looking down to my nails that definitely need to be cut. I sighed, rubbing my forehead gently as I tried to remember anything. I remember puking at the party and watching Alex fall on his ass down the hill and dancing and making out to Talking Body. I don't really remember much after Alex talked me into one more drink.

I grimaced, just the thought of alcohol making me sick to my stomach. Oh, Alex is gonna feel like shit. I just know he took in twice as much as I did. Shaking the thoughts from my head, I left my room and quietly walked down the steps. I breathed deeply, slowly trudging into the kitchen.

"Good afternoon." Mom greeted, raising an eyebrow at me as I slowly walked through the entrance.

I bit my lip, taking note of Lauren at the island. I smiled at her, frowning when she avoided eye contact with me. I furrowed my eyebrows, moving over to the fridge and pulling out the first water in sight. I sighed in relief, untwisting it and putting it to my mouth before closing the fridge. I gulped down more than half, feeling a lot more hydrated than a minute ago.

"Jack, do you know why your sister is acting so strange today?" Mom asked me, flipping a grilled cheese in the pan over the stove.

"Uh...no?" I answered slowly, looking back towards Lauren.

"I'm not acting different." She defended, taking a drink of her can of Coke.

"You were when I asked how the sleepover was." Mom laughed.

"You had a sleepover?" I asked curiously, moving to sit on the stool next to her.

"Yeah..." She trailed off awkwardly.

I frowned, racking my brain for anything and again coming up with nothing. I sighed, taking another sip of water when I heard footsteps against the hardwood floor. I licked my lips and looked over to the entrance way, smiling at Jessica when she walked through. Her long hair was in a messy bun while a big t-shirt covered her like a dress.

"Afternoon." Mom greeted again.

"Good afternoon." Jessica replied sleepily, blushing when she met my eyes.

I bit my lip, feeling my heart skip. Something doesn't feel right. I don't like this weird tension filling the room.

"Are you making lunch?" I asked Mom, breaking the silence.

"Yes." She nodded. "How was the bonfire? I didn't hear you and Alex come in last night. Were you back before curfew?"

I gulped at all of the questions, not really knowing how to respond. Especially when I have no idea what time Alex and I even got in.

"Uh, it was pretty wild." I admitted quietly. "There was a giant slip'n'slide. I watched Alex bust his ass a few times."

I cracked a small smile, getting a laugh out of Lauren from the things I kind of remember.

"He's clumsy." Mom chuckled, turning around with a plate and sliding it in front of Lauren and Jessica. "Split that, I'm making more."

I grimaced at the smell of food, feeling my stomach churn lightly. I swallowed down my disgust with another sip of water and sighed, hearing someone else come down the stairs. I sighed, glancing back towards the open wall to see Alex drag himself through wearing a pair of basketball shorts.

"You literally look like death." I commented as he moved over to lean on the counter.

He grunted, taking the water from my hand and holding it up to his mouth. I watched him take a slow gulp before he slid it back over to me with a heavy sigh as he scratched his bare chest.

"It sure looks like you had a good time." Mom commented, sliding another sandwich in front of Lauren before turning back to Alex. "What time did you guys get in? Before curfew I hope."

I bit my lip, watching Alex clear his throat and look at me with an eyebrow raised. Great, he didn't remember shit either. I sighed, slouching my shoulders as I leaned on the counter.

"I don't know what time it was." I admitted quietly. "Sorry."

"Thanks for telling me the truth." She laughed, moving so she was leaning in front of me again before she stared at me. "You guys came in after two, being as loud as can be. I'm surprised the girls didn't wake up from Alex's laughing. I'll make ham and cheeses for your hangovers."

I blushed, looking over to Alex when he chuckled. Of course she would know we were drunk.

"Why did you let me drink so much?" I whined, slapping his forearm.

"You're the one who didn't eat the burger like I told you too." He scoffed, moving over to the fridge. "Fucking lightweight."

"Hey!" I laughed softly, rubbing my temples. "Dick."

"Watch your language, both of you." Mom scolded.

I rolled my eyes playfully, focusing my gaze back on Alex. I cleared my throat, cheeks flushing at the fresh marks down his back.

"Are you okay?" Mom asked me, making me nod.

I turned my attention to Lauren, watching her avoid looking at Alex completely. I bit my cheek and leaned more on to the counter to look at Jessica. I furrowed my eyebrows at her reddening cheeks before glancing back at Alex when he knocked something over in the fridge. I coughed, getting hit with the memory of why I wasn't looking at the time when we got back last night.

"Oh my God." I choked out, catching everyone's attention.

I felt my face flush as I coughed, hurriedly lifting the water to my lips and chugging the cool liquid down in hopes of calming myself down. I feel like laughing, but at the same time I'm mortified. Lauren was there sitting on the couch with Jessica-oh my God. My fourteen year old sister and her best friend witnessed Alex and I about to get it on. I replayed myself getting frustrated that they were there, wanting to keep going in my head and blushed harder. Thank God I had the decency not to scar them for life and took him to my room. I covered my cheeks, wishing I could go back to not remembering.

"Are you okay, babe?" Alex asked, throwing me a weird look as he leaned over the counter to grab my forearms.

"Uh huh." I blushed, moving my hands to my neck to find most of it exposed from the loose collar.

I bit my lip, slowly looking at Lauren to find her staring back at me with an uncomfortable look on her face.

"Do you remember?" She whispered, making me wish the floor could swallow me hole.

"Uh huh." I repeated, hesitantly looking at Mom.

How am I supposed to tell her that I was so drunk off my ass I almost let Alex fuck me into our small couch in the family room? How do I tell her that Lauren and Jessica happened to almost witness it happen? Oh God, I can't even imagine what would've happened if she would've never turned that light on.

Mom raised her eyebrows in question as if she could read my thoughts and continued looking between me and Lauren before her eyes suddenly shot to Alex's back as he continued to lean over the counter. I gulped, not knowing what to expect when her eyes widened.

"Jack." She gasped, placing a hand over her mouth. "Oh God."

"What?" I panicked, not liking the look on her face at all.

I mean, she had to have known Alex and I are having sex. We have been for years and she's even joked about it with me before. Hell, we sat down and had a talk about it when I was fifteen even though I'd already gave myself to him before then. I don't know why she would look like she's going to be sick at the unspoken confirmation that Alex and I fucked last night.

"We need to have a talk." She breathed, looking around before meeting my eyes. "Me, you and Alex."

"What?" Alex asked, oblivious to everything.

"Actually just you and me." She corrected, moving around the island and looking to Alex. "Watch those on the stove please, we'll be back in a few minutes."

I gulped, letting her grab my arm and pull me off of the stool. I followed her out of the kitchen and through the foyer, furrowing my eyebrows when she pulled the front door open.

"I'm in pjs-" I started only for her to hush me.

She pulled me on to the porch and closed the door before motioning for me to follow her. I bit my lip, walking down to her red jeep right behind her until she walked over to the driver seat. My heart thumped hard against my chest and I took a deep breath, nervously climbing into the front seat.

"Jack, I need you to answer me when I ask you these two questions. Honestly." She spoke quickly.

"Okay." I agreed, feeling my stomach flip. "You're scaring me."

"Are you and Alex having sex?" She asked somewhat calmly.

I bit my lip harder, feeling heat rush to my cheeks right after the words left her mouth. I know before I said she should know, but hearing her ask me straight up made me a little uncomfortable. I don't want to talk about sex with my mother. Who does? I gulped as she stared at me intensely, making my shoulders tense while I cleared my throat.

"Um..." I trailed off slowly, frowning when her stressed expression returned. "Yeah."

"And you're using protection?" She pressed.

I flushed darker, covering my face in embarrassment.

"Jack Bassam Barakat!" She gasped, making my body shake anxiously.

"Mom, what's this all about?" I asked awkwardly.

"Why aren't you using protection, Jack? Did you listen to anything I told you when you were fifteen?" She exasperated, running her hands over her face. "The one thing I told you to do and you didn't listen."

"It's complicated, okay?" I snapped, feeling attacked by her sudden outburst about my sex life. "I-We've tried, but they just don't...we're both clean, mom."

"That's not-look, Jack." She sighed in frustration, keeping her hands over her face for a solid thirty seconds. "Your father and I-we've been waiting to have another talk with you when you were older. Eighteen or nineteen was the latest we were going to wait. I didn't know you lost yur virginity. You didn't come talk to me like you promised."

"What are you talking about?" I groaned in confusion, running my fingers through my hair.

She sighed, staring down at her lap for a few seconds. I grew more anxious hearing her taking in deep breaths.

"What is it?" I demanded, my heart beating rapidly. "You're making me freak out, Mom."

"It's nothing bad, honey." She sighed softly, leaning over and grabbing my hand. "I'm sorry, I'm just stressed. I didn't want to go over this without your dad, but he'll be at work until at least eight and I think now is a good time to tell you."

"Tell me." I pushed, biting my lip at the uneasy twist in my stomach.

"Okay, well. You know Daddy's dad?" She started.

"Grandpa Joel?" I asked, furrowing my eyebrows. "What does me having sex have to do with Grandpa?"

"I'm getting there." She sighed, squeezing my hand. "Um, well Grandpa Joel is married to Grandpa Bassam."

"Yeah..." I trailed off, squinting in confusion.

"Well, Grandpa Bassam always calls you his special grandbaby." She continued, rubbing her thumb over my hand. "Because you were born with a gift, just like Grandpa Joel and Daddy."

"Gift? What do you mean?" I scoffed. "Being gay? Well, Dad's not gay but-"

"No, baby." She hushed, moving her free hand to brush my hair behind my ear. "Daddy's side of the family has a very...unique genetic mutation. It seems to be dominant in the males of the family. Daddy actually was actually conceived by Grandpa Bassam and Grandpa Joel."

I furrowed my eyebrows. What the fuck? Mutated genes? Grandpas having sex? Why the fuck is she telling me about them fucking? Ew, not something I want in my head. Ever.

"Jack, what I'm trying to say is Daddy came out of Uncle Joel's stomach." She finished, staring at me cautiously.

"Wait, what?" I laughed incredulously.

"Uncle Joel, Daddy, and you have a rare gene mutation. With our family it means that you have the ability to get pregnant just like I do." She explained slowly, making my face pale. "That's why I was very straight with you when you were fifteen. I know boys and Alex definitely gave off a sense of maturity letting me know he was more than ready to take that next step with you. I just never knew when. So I gave you the talk to make sure you knew how to use protection. I know this is a lot to take in, but Daddy and I were going to talk to you when you came to me and let me know you were ready. I assumed you were still a virgin because you haven't said anything like we promised and that's why we were going to wait until eighteen at the latest."

I blinked slowly, trying to process everything I just heard as I turned my head towards the window. I stared, watching rain start to fall on the windshield in thick drops. Swallowing thickly, my stomach continued to churn uneasily while water filled my eyes. What the actual fuck did I just hear?

"Honey, talk to me." Mom told softly, squeezing my limp hand.

I bit my quivering lip, feeling sick. How could this happen to me? Is this real life? Am I some kind of freak? How does this even happen? I frowned, worried thoughts filling my mind as I repeated everything I was just told. I gulped, mouth going dry as thick tears slipped from the corner of my eyes.

"Don't cry." She hushed, leaning as close as she could and pulling me into her side.

I sniffled, feeling my breath quicken. It has to be true. She wouldn't make something like that up, would she? No. No she wouldn't.

"Do you remember when we used to go the to the beach with Grandpa Joel and Grandpa Bassam at least once a week?" She asked quietly, brushing my hair back.

I sniffled, squeezing the tears out of my eyes when I nodded. I closed my eyes, trying to hold in my hiccups as I struggled to breathe regularly. We used to go to the beach at least twice a week every summer when we were little. We only go once a month now, since they aren't in shape as good as they used to be.

"It's okay." She whispered, kissing the side of my head. "You and Lauren loved going with Grandpas. You loved to swim on Grandpa Bassam's shoulders and you would always ask, you would ask every time, why Grandpa Joel had a booboo on his belly that won't go away."

I cried harder as the memories filled my head, nodding against her chest. I do remember asking that a lot when I was younger. Every time he had his shirt off because I never understood. Dad would always tell me it was a battle scar, but Grandpa Joel would always tell me that wasn't true.

"It's n-not a bat-tle scar, it's a-a reminder of G-God's gift." I choked out, feeling chills run up my arms as his voice spoke it in my head.

"That's right, honey." Mom hummed. "It's nothing to be ashamed of. It's God's gift being passed on to you."

"A-Alex and I...." I whimpered, sucking in a few deep breaths. "We cou-we could-"

I stopped, closing my eyes and taking a deep breath through my nose. I held a hand over my heart, my body jolting every few seconds from the strong hiccups forcing their way out of my throat. I feel so emotional, I just don't know how to feel about this newly discovered addition to my body. I never would've thought I would be talking about sex with my boyfriend in a car with my mother, but here I am. I never imagined the scar on Grandpa Joel's stomach would be from a c-section. I never would've thought I would be born with extra parts inside, specifically the baby holding kind.

"Yes." Mom confirmed, knocking me back into reality. "You and Alex can have a baby together. Biologically. No surrogate or adoption agency needed. When you're ready, if you get to that step-"

"Alex won't want to be with me if he knows." I whispered, feeling sick all over again. "It's not...normal."

"Don't say that-"

"He'll think I'm a freak." I interrupted, wiping my runny nose on my arm. "I feel like a freak."

"You are not a freak, Jack. Nobody is a freak. Everyone is born how they're born for a reason. "Mom scolded. "You're blessed, just like Grandpa Joel, to have your own children. God gave you a chance to procreate with the one you love, knowing he would be male as well. Not everyone has that chance. As for Alex, he loves you. Nothing will change that."

I sighed, closing my eyes as Mom wiped underneath them. I relaxed a little, sniffling quietly. The only sound filling the car was the rain pounding down on the windows and my shaky breathing. I scoffed, staring at the darkening sky with tired eyes.

"Your father and I love you. Lauren loves you. Alex loves you." Mom listed, rubbing her hand over my side. "Do not think badly about yourself, do you understand? Just like Grandpa Joel says, this is God's blessing to you."

I nodded slowly, still feeling my stomach churn at the thought of telling Alex. I don't care what Mom thinks. Alex will be freaked out too. He won't be able to look at me the same.

"Please use condoms from now on, okay?" She reminded. "I'm not sure how long it's been going on, but I'm glad we got the talk out of the way now instead of having you find out the hard way."

I nodded in agreement, playing with the hem of Alex's t-shirt while we fell silent again. I can't imagine what would've happened if I ended up being pregnant without knowing. That would be a fucking disaster.

"So...Dad could've had a kid?" I questioned slowly. "If he was with a guy?"

"Yes." She answered without a second's hesitation. "Luckily for me, he feel in love with me and I got the blessing of bringing you and Lauren into this world."

I sighed, nodding as I slowly moved to sit back up.

"I think I want to take a nap." I told her, rubbing my burning eyes. "I'm hungover and this is a lot to understand."

"That it is." She agreed, nodding her head. "And Jack, I don't mind you drinking a little. Just drink responsibly. I don't like knowing that you and Alex both didn't know when you got in. It makes me worry about how you got home."

"I will." I mumbled, biting my cheek as I reminded myself of the whole reason we ended up here. "Uh, I remember why Lauren is acting strange..."

"Oh?" She said with a look of surprise.

"Uh..." I started, biting my lip as I tried to word it in my head

"I don't think anything's hard to tell me now, hun. I don't want you to be afraid to tell me anything." She urged.

"Yeah." I sighed, rubbing my hands over my face before just spitting it out. "Alex and I were um, well she almost saw something that she never should."

She raised her eyebrow before realization washed over her face. I blushed, feeling my stomach flip when she laughed loudly.

"Oh boy." She chuckled. "I think it's about time I had a talk with her too, huh?"

"Maybe you should've let her take sex-ed in sixth and seventh grade like I did." I noted, making her smile. "If she did, I don't think she'd be nearly as embarrassed and awkward about it like she is now."

"Maybe." She agreed. "I just didn't want her to think about that stuff at her age now."

"Yeah. I understand." I said softly, sighing as I grabbed the door handle.

"I'm glad you and I talked this out." She told me. "If you ever want to talk about it, you can always come to me or Dad. I'm going to tell him you know when he gets home."

"Okay." I nodded, pushing the door open.

I stepped out, gasping at the coldness of the rain and slamming the door shut before running back up to the porch. I stopped at the front door, waiting for Mom to join me before I pushed it open and stepped inside. I sniffled, wiping my nose off on the shirt before I was pulled into a tight hug. I breathed in deeply, feeling a lot more calm and comfortable in her full embrace.

"I love you." She whispered in my ear.

"I love you too." I mumbled back, letting go as she pulled away.

She gave me one more smile before walking back to the kitchen. I let my shoulders slump as I slowly walked up the stairs, forgetting about the sandwich she was going to cook for me because there's no way I feel like eating right now. I bit my lip, hesitating as I got to my room. After standing next to the door for a minute, I pushed it open and felt my eyes start to water again when I found Alex laying on my bed lazily. I sniffled, covering my mouth when he looked over and noticed me standing in the doorway.

"Jack, baby." He frowned, moving to sit up. "What's wrong?"

I shook my head, ignoring the water leaking from my eyes as I rushed over to him. I plopped down on the bed, wrapping my arms around his neck tightly and pressing my face into him. I breathed him in, feeling a lot more calm than I was before.

"Baby." He whispered, nudging my forehead with his cheek. "What's going on?"

"Can you just hold me?" I whispered, cringing at the way my voice cracked. "I just need you to hold me."

"Yeah, baby. Anything." He agreed, pushing me back gently.

I sniffled waiting for him to climb under the comforter before I climbed under with him. Once he was situated on his back, he held his arms open and I immediately laid my head on his chest. I dug my face into him, letting my hot tears fall without a care as I draped my arm over his stomach.

"Y'okay?" He whispered, wrapping his right arm around my waist tightly and grabbing my right hand in his left. "Is this about whatever you and Ma talked about?"

I sighed, biting my lip to stifle the hiccups trying to escape me while I shook my head.

"Can't talk now." I managed to get out, sniffling hard.

"Okay, babe." He told soothingly, running his right hand up and down my side. "I love you."

I closed my eyes, a whole fresh set of tears filling my eyes. He says that now, but will he still feel that way after he finds out?

"Take a nap, baby. I'll be right here." He whispered, pressing a soft kiss to my head.

I sucked in a deep breath and slowly let it out, nodding against him slowly.

"I love you too." I whispered, allowing myself to relax into him as the burning in my eyes got less intense.

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