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Its NC-17 for a reason bbys =]
The end is coming closer D=
I rolled over onto my side and my arm reached out unconsciously to the other side of the bed. It was empty and cold. Ryan had been gone a week now and I woke with the same jerk of loneliness each morning since he left. I was just getting used to him and then he was gone. He spent the week before he left with me, night and day.
It was almost like the Pete shaped hole in my life had almost been filled. But no-one could ever fill the void left by Pete. Tears began to leak from my eyes the more I thought about Pete playing happy families with another woman. I roughly wiped the tears from my eyes before grabbing my phone and calling Joe to come over.
I had to take my mind off Pete somehow. Oh… and Ryan.
“I brought some of your stuff” Joe snapped as he shoved past me and dumped a box on the floor of my bedroom before sitting on my bed. I sighed and rolled my eyes. I have my work cut out for me here. “I hear your fucking Ryan Ross now” he said bitterly.
“We’re friends”
“With benefits”
“Your point?” I sighed pushing him back on the bed and straddling him and kissing his neck. He didn’t respond to my advances.
“I’m seeing someone” he mumbled.
“Fan-fucking-tastic” I hissed rolling off him and lying next to him. “You could have said that on the phone when I called. I would have called Patrick over if I had known”
I was pushing all the right buttons with him and I was going to get my way. Sure enough a few seconds later his body covered mine and his mouth attached itself to my neck as he undid my shirt. My own hands fumbled with his shirt, dragging it off over his head as he unzipped my skirt and slipped it off before undoing his own jeans and wriggling out of them. His mouth crashed down on mine as he kissed me roughly and his hands explored my body.
His thumbs hooked in the elastic of my panties before he pulled them down my legs and threw them across the room. He pulled off his boxers before kissing me again.
Joe’s POV
She is such a manipulative fucking bitch. She knew what she was doing when she mentioned Patrick to me. I feel like I have some kind of point to prove to her now. I’m going to show her just how much better than Patrick I am.
I traced my hand over the curve of her breast before dragging my nails down her side. I felt her shiver under me and grinned to myself knowing I was doing that to her. I kissed her neck again as my hand reached her warmth. I slipped one finger and then another in before massaging her swollen nub with my thumb as she writhed under me. I pumped my fingers in and out until I felt her walls clench around me and just before she came I moved my hand and pressed my length into her. Her back arched and her nails dug into my back the faster I went. She was really moaning now as she moved her hips with mine. I couldn’t hold out for much longer but I wanted her to finish first. I got my wish a few moments later when she came hard, her hips bucking up into mine and her fingernails dragging deep tracks down my back as she screamed my name over and over. I grinned to myself as I thrusted the last few times and came to my own climax. I collapsed on top of her and we both gasped for breath. She brought her lips to mine and kissed me softly before nibbling on my bottom lip.
I rolled off of her and took a few more minutes to catch my breath before getting up and pulling on my clothes.
Alex’s POV
“Where are you going?!”
“Home Alex”
“Why?” I moaned pulling the blanket up over me and sitting up.
“I have things to do” he snapped, yanking his shirt down over his head.
“Stay with me please” I whispered, the sudden sense of loneliness consuming me. He looked at me with a look that I can only describe as pity all over his face. He hesitated a moment before sitting on the bed next to me. I pulled him to lay down before I curled up to his side. His arm curled awkwardly around me.
“Who’s your girlfriend?”
“Eh… That girl from the club”
“Oh…”
“So you and Ryan are dating?”
“No”
“What is it so?”
“I don’t know…”
“Where is he now?”
“He’s gone on tour for three months” I sniffed
“Do you love him?”
“No, I just like him a lot”
There was a few minutes silence where all you could hear was our breathing.
“Why did you leave me?” He asked suddenly.
“You left me first” I reminded him sitting up and pulling the blanket around me.
“We agreed to make it work Alex. What happened?”
“We agreed to try. And it was an open relationship. What happened to that? You just go off and start dating someone else”
“You fucked my friends Alex!”
“I came to tell you about that the same night. It’s not like you didn’t know what was going to happen either. You know my history. What did you do?! Fucked some random bitch in MY dressing room and you weren’t going to tell me. That’s pretty much cheating.”
“Your such a hypocrite you know that” he shouted.
“Hows that?”
“You go and fuck two of my friends and its okay. I have sex with one girl and I’m the bad guy?!”
“The point of an open relationship is that you can do that. But you always tell the other person what happened. I stuck to my side and I had to find out about you by walking in on you balls deep in some whore”
“She’s not a whore Alex”
“Sure she’s not… Look whatever, what’s done is done” I grabbed my clothes and started pulling them on.
“Can we just stop this?”
“Stop what?”
“The arguing. Look, there is no girlfriend. That girl from the club was dumber than a fuckin wall. I just wanted to make you jealous” He muttered.
“Oh… well mission accomplished. Can we do this again so?”
“What about Ryan?”
“Hes on tour. He knows we’re not a serious thing”
“I guess we can do this again so” he kissed me. “I really have to go though. I’ll eh… call you?”
“Okay, Bye Joe” I walked him to the door and let him out.
“Eh… Why was he here?! Wait a minute, don’t tell me cause I heard everything” Harper glared at me from the kitchen door. “Way to make your life even more fucking complicated Alex. Can you not just keep it in your pants?!”
“No, I find it physically impossible to go without sex for more than a week.”
“That’s called a problem. You should sort that out y’know” she snapped walking back to the kitchen. I followed her through.
“Whatever, I’m still young. It’s just a bit of fun”
“Jesus Alex, don’t you worry about I don’t know like catching something or like getting preg-” her voice died when she realised what she said. “Alex I’m sorry. I completely forgot”
I shook my head and swallowed back the lump in my throat.
“It’s fine. I’ve already forgotten” I wiped my eyes and ran a hand through my hair. “I’m going back to bed. Eh… let me know if you’re going out.” I dragged myself back to my room and collapsed down on my bed. After about an hour I decided I couldn’t lie here for the day again. It had been a week since I’ve seen proper sunlight. I got up and pulled on clothes. I grabbed my handbag and my car keys and headed for the door.
”I’m going out.” I shouted back to Harper.
“Where are you going?” She came out of her bedroom.
“I’m going home. I’ll be back later.”
“Home? As in the Hurley’s?”
“I’ll see you later”
I prayed my key would still work when I got there. It had been over 7 months since I was last here. The lock popped open and the door swung inwards.
“Andy? Is that you?” Mom came out of the kitchen with a dishcloth in her hands. She looked at me in confusion for a few seconds. “Alex?! Where have you been?!” she cried rushing over to me and hugging me tightly.
“Hey Ma. Eh I thought Andy would have told you. I bought a house and moved out.”
“You bought a house?! How?! Oh never mind come on, I just made lunch. You should eat more. You’re looking skinny.”
We talked and laughed for an hour before we heard the front door slam.
“Oh that’ll be your brother now” she smiled. I forced a smile back at her as Andy came into the kitchen. He stopped dead in his tracks when he saw me.
“Hey Andy” I smiled.
“Alexandra” he said curtly dropping his bag on the floor “or do you go by Alexis now?” my face flushed and I dropped my gaze back down to that plate.
“Its just Alex” I mumbled pushing a carrot slice around the plate with my fork. His chair grated loudly on the tiles as he sat across from me.
“Working much lately Di Milo?”
“Ma, it’s been really great seeing you but I gotta go” I said quickly gathering up my bag and getting up. I could see Andy grinning at me from across the table.
“Alex, I watch the news. I know how to use a computer. I know all about your job” My mother said to my back. My shoulders slumped as I turned back to face her.
“You know?” She nodded back at me. “Why didn’t you say anything earlier?”
“What’s there to say? You’re very successful and you seem happy so I’m happy. Now sit down and I’ll make some tea” she ordered getting up and leaving the room.
“How you been sis? I hear you’re fucking Ryan Ross now. You move quick don’t you”
“It’s not like that. We’re just friends.”
“Friends like you are with Patrick, Joe and Pete too? Oh wait, not Pete anymore because he’s got a new girlfriend now and she’s pregnant. I actually just came from they’re place. They’re very happy together y’know Alex” he sneered at me as he watched the tears spill from my eyes. “Oh what’s this? The great Di Milo crying?! My my Alex what’s it like having the man you love off with another woman who’s carrying his child. Does it hurt?”
“Fuck you Andy” I spat wiping my eyes. “You’re just bitter cause I’m not fucking you. And for your information I told Pete to go back to Ashlee. He wanted me”
“As heart-warming as that is he seemed very happy with Ashlee and didn’t mention you once.”
“Why do you have to be such a cunt Andy?”
“We always hurt the ones we love don’t we?”
“What are you-”
“Now kids, I found some lovely biscuits in the cupboard to have with our tea” my mother smiled as she placed the tray on the table. I was still trying to figure out what Andy meant by what he said. I glanced back at him and the look on his face was one of sheer pain. He got up and excused himself shortly after.
“Hes been moping for weeks now” my mother said sadly shaking her head. “You wouldn’t try talking to him would you?”
“I don’t think that’s best. We haven’t really talked in months Ma”
“Just try Alex; you’ve always been really close.”
“I’ll go up in a while okay?” I smiled. This seemed to satisfy her enough to drop it.
“Oh! Your birthday is coming up soon isn’t it love?”
“Ah yeah, bout a month now”
“Any idea what your going to do for it?! 21 is a big thing!”
“I don’t know yet, I think my manager is organising a party. I’m not too sure. I’d love you to come though.”
“I’m not one for parties’ baby, just swing by here before the party will you?”
“Okay Ma”
“Go up and talk to Andy”
“Do I have to?” I whined.
“Just go” she laughed shooing me up the stairs.
I huffed outside his door and took a few moments before knocking and letting myself in.
“Mom wanted me to talk to you and find out why you’ve been such a depressed bastard for the last few weeks”
“Be NICE Alex” I heard my mom shout up the stairs. I closed the door behind me.
“So? I don’t have all day”
“Its hard watching someone you love with someone else isn’t it?”
“Not this again. Jesus Andy. Its not gonna happen between us okay?”
“Why not?”
“To be honest, I find it weird Andy. The more I thought about it was the weirder it seemed. I mean think about it. What would Ma say? What would other people say. How weird would it be the sleep with your sister every night. Its wrong Andy” He glared up at his ceiling as he lay on his bed.
“I guess” he muttered
“Thank god you finally get it. Now stop moping. Moms worried. Go out and get laid. I can set you up with someone if you want.”
“Now that would be weird, being set up by my little sister” he laughed.
“Eh… Andy. This may seem weird but how is Pete… really?” I shifted nervously from foot to foot. Andy sighed deeply.
“He’s not doing good… You can see that when he thinks no-one is watching… Its kinda like how he was just before… y’know…”
“The overdose?” Andy nodded. My stomach twisted uncomfortably as I remembered the last time.
“Ashlee’s not helping either. She won’t let him come to doctors appointments and scans with her…”
“Oh… Well, thanks And”
“Don’t be a stranger” he called after me as I left his room.
“How is he?” My mom asked when I got back downstairs.
“Ah hes grand Ma, y’know him. Overreacts to everything.” I hugged her. “I’ll be over on my birthday k?”
“You better be.” She squeezed me back.
When I got home I was met by a very distressed looking Patrick on my front porch.
”Where have you been Alex?! I’ve been here for hours.”
“Can’t you use a door bell?” I snapped fishing in my bag for my keys. “And how did you find out where I lived?”
“Joe told me.”
“Why are you here?”
“I’m worried about Pete” he followed me into the house and closed the door behind himself. I made my way to my living room where he sat down on the big couch.
“What’s wrong with him?”
“I think the question would be better if it was ‘What’s right with him’”
“Just spill it”
“Hes just not himself”
“What am I supposed to do about it?”
“Are you still sleeping with him?”
“Jesus Christ, eh… way personal but no” The force of his body hitting mine near winded me and knocked me back onto the floor. His mouth covered mine with an almost frantic edge.
”What the fuck are you doing?!” I managed to choke out when he finally removed his mouth from mine. I managed to give him a hard jab into the diaphragm and winded him for long enough that I scrambled up off the floor. I collapsed down on the couch and waited for him to get his breath back.
“Why did you do that?!” he gasped clutching his chest and dragging himself on onto the armchair.
“You fucking attacked me! What was I supposed to do?!”
“Kiss me back for one” he snapped.
“Why would I do that?!”
“I dunno.”
“You can’t just fucking jump someone and expect them to just kiss you back no probs”
“But that night in your dressing room-”
“I was probably drunk”
“I want to make this work again Alex. What we had was good.”
“Except for the fact that we were both sleeping with other people”
“Yeah… that was a problem wasn’t it… but both those people are out of our lives now so what’s stopping us?!”
“Look, Patrick, it would be exactly like last time. You’d be sharing me…”
“Who with?” he bristled.
“That’s irrelevant. If we do this, you have to understand that part. I’m not yours. I’m not anyone’s okay?” He glared out the window for a few minutes before nodding.
“I’m fine with that. As fine as I can be I guess. Are you free tomorrow?”
“Yeah”
“Lunch?”
“Sounds nice.”
“I’ll pass by and get you at 2?” he said getting up and heading for the door. I followed him out. He kissed me quickly before ducking out into the slow drizzle that started.
“Alexandra Charlotte Klassen, what the hell do you think your doing?!”
“Holy. Fucking. SHIT Harper! What the fuck?! Are you like stalking me?!” I squealed clutching my chest from the mini heart attack she gave me.
“No, I’m living with you and your voice is really fucking loud!!”
“Quit listenin to me you tart”
“Oh hell no!! Me? A tart?! I think fucking not theres only one tart here and I’m looking at her. Well tart is too sweet a word. You’re an out and out whore, only you’re not getting paid for givin it out”
“Whoa with the fucking verbal ass kicking”
“You need it Alex. Three guys?! THREE!!”
“Two” I corrected her.
“Three Alex, just because Ryan is gone doesn’t discount him. When he gets back you’ll be fucking him again. And Joe. And Patrick.”
“Have I ever told you I hate you?!” I muttered. She laughed breaking the tension.
“Everyday baby” her usual reply.
The end is coming closer D=
I rolled over onto my side and my arm reached out unconsciously to the other side of the bed. It was empty and cold. Ryan had been gone a week now and I woke with the same jerk of loneliness each morning since he left. I was just getting used to him and then he was gone. He spent the week before he left with me, night and day.
It was almost like the Pete shaped hole in my life had almost been filled. But no-one could ever fill the void left by Pete. Tears began to leak from my eyes the more I thought about Pete playing happy families with another woman. I roughly wiped the tears from my eyes before grabbing my phone and calling Joe to come over.
I had to take my mind off Pete somehow. Oh… and Ryan.
“I brought some of your stuff” Joe snapped as he shoved past me and dumped a box on the floor of my bedroom before sitting on my bed. I sighed and rolled my eyes. I have my work cut out for me here. “I hear your fucking Ryan Ross now” he said bitterly.
“We’re friends”
“With benefits”
“Your point?” I sighed pushing him back on the bed and straddling him and kissing his neck. He didn’t respond to my advances.
“I’m seeing someone” he mumbled.
“Fan-fucking-tastic” I hissed rolling off him and lying next to him. “You could have said that on the phone when I called. I would have called Patrick over if I had known”
I was pushing all the right buttons with him and I was going to get my way. Sure enough a few seconds later his body covered mine and his mouth attached itself to my neck as he undid my shirt. My own hands fumbled with his shirt, dragging it off over his head as he unzipped my skirt and slipped it off before undoing his own jeans and wriggling out of them. His mouth crashed down on mine as he kissed me roughly and his hands explored my body.
His thumbs hooked in the elastic of my panties before he pulled them down my legs and threw them across the room. He pulled off his boxers before kissing me again.
Joe’s POV
She is such a manipulative fucking bitch. She knew what she was doing when she mentioned Patrick to me. I feel like I have some kind of point to prove to her now. I’m going to show her just how much better than Patrick I am.
I traced my hand over the curve of her breast before dragging my nails down her side. I felt her shiver under me and grinned to myself knowing I was doing that to her. I kissed her neck again as my hand reached her warmth. I slipped one finger and then another in before massaging her swollen nub with my thumb as she writhed under me. I pumped my fingers in and out until I felt her walls clench around me and just before she came I moved my hand and pressed my length into her. Her back arched and her nails dug into my back the faster I went. She was really moaning now as she moved her hips with mine. I couldn’t hold out for much longer but I wanted her to finish first. I got my wish a few moments later when she came hard, her hips bucking up into mine and her fingernails dragging deep tracks down my back as she screamed my name over and over. I grinned to myself as I thrusted the last few times and came to my own climax. I collapsed on top of her and we both gasped for breath. She brought her lips to mine and kissed me softly before nibbling on my bottom lip.
I rolled off of her and took a few more minutes to catch my breath before getting up and pulling on my clothes.
Alex’s POV
“Where are you going?!”
“Home Alex”
“Why?” I moaned pulling the blanket up over me and sitting up.
“I have things to do” he snapped, yanking his shirt down over his head.
“Stay with me please” I whispered, the sudden sense of loneliness consuming me. He looked at me with a look that I can only describe as pity all over his face. He hesitated a moment before sitting on the bed next to me. I pulled him to lay down before I curled up to his side. His arm curled awkwardly around me.
“Who’s your girlfriend?”
“Eh… That girl from the club”
“Oh…”
“So you and Ryan are dating?”
“No”
“What is it so?”
“I don’t know…”
“Where is he now?”
“He’s gone on tour for three months” I sniffed
“Do you love him?”
“No, I just like him a lot”
There was a few minutes silence where all you could hear was our breathing.
“Why did you leave me?” He asked suddenly.
“You left me first” I reminded him sitting up and pulling the blanket around me.
“We agreed to make it work Alex. What happened?”
“We agreed to try. And it was an open relationship. What happened to that? You just go off and start dating someone else”
“You fucked my friends Alex!”
“I came to tell you about that the same night. It’s not like you didn’t know what was going to happen either. You know my history. What did you do?! Fucked some random bitch in MY dressing room and you weren’t going to tell me. That’s pretty much cheating.”
“Your such a hypocrite you know that” he shouted.
“Hows that?”
“You go and fuck two of my friends and its okay. I have sex with one girl and I’m the bad guy?!”
“The point of an open relationship is that you can do that. But you always tell the other person what happened. I stuck to my side and I had to find out about you by walking in on you balls deep in some whore”
“She’s not a whore Alex”
“Sure she’s not… Look whatever, what’s done is done” I grabbed my clothes and started pulling them on.
“Can we just stop this?”
“Stop what?”
“The arguing. Look, there is no girlfriend. That girl from the club was dumber than a fuckin wall. I just wanted to make you jealous” He muttered.
“Oh… well mission accomplished. Can we do this again so?”
“What about Ryan?”
“Hes on tour. He knows we’re not a serious thing”
“I guess we can do this again so” he kissed me. “I really have to go though. I’ll eh… call you?”
“Okay, Bye Joe” I walked him to the door and let him out.
“Eh… Why was he here?! Wait a minute, don’t tell me cause I heard everything” Harper glared at me from the kitchen door. “Way to make your life even more fucking complicated Alex. Can you not just keep it in your pants?!”
“No, I find it physically impossible to go without sex for more than a week.”
“That’s called a problem. You should sort that out y’know” she snapped walking back to the kitchen. I followed her through.
“Whatever, I’m still young. It’s just a bit of fun”
“Jesus Alex, don’t you worry about I don’t know like catching something or like getting preg-” her voice died when she realised what she said. “Alex I’m sorry. I completely forgot”
I shook my head and swallowed back the lump in my throat.
“It’s fine. I’ve already forgotten” I wiped my eyes and ran a hand through my hair. “I’m going back to bed. Eh… let me know if you’re going out.” I dragged myself back to my room and collapsed down on my bed. After about an hour I decided I couldn’t lie here for the day again. It had been a week since I’ve seen proper sunlight. I got up and pulled on clothes. I grabbed my handbag and my car keys and headed for the door.
”I’m going out.” I shouted back to Harper.
“Where are you going?” She came out of her bedroom.
“I’m going home. I’ll be back later.”
“Home? As in the Hurley’s?”
“I’ll see you later”
I prayed my key would still work when I got there. It had been over 7 months since I was last here. The lock popped open and the door swung inwards.
“Andy? Is that you?” Mom came out of the kitchen with a dishcloth in her hands. She looked at me in confusion for a few seconds. “Alex?! Where have you been?!” she cried rushing over to me and hugging me tightly.
“Hey Ma. Eh I thought Andy would have told you. I bought a house and moved out.”
“You bought a house?! How?! Oh never mind come on, I just made lunch. You should eat more. You’re looking skinny.”
We talked and laughed for an hour before we heard the front door slam.
“Oh that’ll be your brother now” she smiled. I forced a smile back at her as Andy came into the kitchen. He stopped dead in his tracks when he saw me.
“Hey Andy” I smiled.
“Alexandra” he said curtly dropping his bag on the floor “or do you go by Alexis now?” my face flushed and I dropped my gaze back down to that plate.
“Its just Alex” I mumbled pushing a carrot slice around the plate with my fork. His chair grated loudly on the tiles as he sat across from me.
“Working much lately Di Milo?”
“Ma, it’s been really great seeing you but I gotta go” I said quickly gathering up my bag and getting up. I could see Andy grinning at me from across the table.
“Alex, I watch the news. I know how to use a computer. I know all about your job” My mother said to my back. My shoulders slumped as I turned back to face her.
“You know?” She nodded back at me. “Why didn’t you say anything earlier?”
“What’s there to say? You’re very successful and you seem happy so I’m happy. Now sit down and I’ll make some tea” she ordered getting up and leaving the room.
“How you been sis? I hear you’re fucking Ryan Ross now. You move quick don’t you”
“It’s not like that. We’re just friends.”
“Friends like you are with Patrick, Joe and Pete too? Oh wait, not Pete anymore because he’s got a new girlfriend now and she’s pregnant. I actually just came from they’re place. They’re very happy together y’know Alex” he sneered at me as he watched the tears spill from my eyes. “Oh what’s this? The great Di Milo crying?! My my Alex what’s it like having the man you love off with another woman who’s carrying his child. Does it hurt?”
“Fuck you Andy” I spat wiping my eyes. “You’re just bitter cause I’m not fucking you. And for your information I told Pete to go back to Ashlee. He wanted me”
“As heart-warming as that is he seemed very happy with Ashlee and didn’t mention you once.”
“Why do you have to be such a cunt Andy?”
“We always hurt the ones we love don’t we?”
“What are you-”
“Now kids, I found some lovely biscuits in the cupboard to have with our tea” my mother smiled as she placed the tray on the table. I was still trying to figure out what Andy meant by what he said. I glanced back at him and the look on his face was one of sheer pain. He got up and excused himself shortly after.
“Hes been moping for weeks now” my mother said sadly shaking her head. “You wouldn’t try talking to him would you?”
“I don’t think that’s best. We haven’t really talked in months Ma”
“Just try Alex; you’ve always been really close.”
“I’ll go up in a while okay?” I smiled. This seemed to satisfy her enough to drop it.
“Oh! Your birthday is coming up soon isn’t it love?”
“Ah yeah, bout a month now”
“Any idea what your going to do for it?! 21 is a big thing!”
“I don’t know yet, I think my manager is organising a party. I’m not too sure. I’d love you to come though.”
“I’m not one for parties’ baby, just swing by here before the party will you?”
“Okay Ma”
“Go up and talk to Andy”
“Do I have to?” I whined.
“Just go” she laughed shooing me up the stairs.
I huffed outside his door and took a few moments before knocking and letting myself in.
“Mom wanted me to talk to you and find out why you’ve been such a depressed bastard for the last few weeks”
“Be NICE Alex” I heard my mom shout up the stairs. I closed the door behind me.
“So? I don’t have all day”
“Its hard watching someone you love with someone else isn’t it?”
“Not this again. Jesus Andy. Its not gonna happen between us okay?”
“Why not?”
“To be honest, I find it weird Andy. The more I thought about it was the weirder it seemed. I mean think about it. What would Ma say? What would other people say. How weird would it be the sleep with your sister every night. Its wrong Andy” He glared up at his ceiling as he lay on his bed.
“I guess” he muttered
“Thank god you finally get it. Now stop moping. Moms worried. Go out and get laid. I can set you up with someone if you want.”
“Now that would be weird, being set up by my little sister” he laughed.
“Eh… Andy. This may seem weird but how is Pete… really?” I shifted nervously from foot to foot. Andy sighed deeply.
“He’s not doing good… You can see that when he thinks no-one is watching… Its kinda like how he was just before… y’know…”
“The overdose?” Andy nodded. My stomach twisted uncomfortably as I remembered the last time.
“Ashlee’s not helping either. She won’t let him come to doctors appointments and scans with her…”
“Oh… Well, thanks And”
“Don’t be a stranger” he called after me as I left his room.
“How is he?” My mom asked when I got back downstairs.
“Ah hes grand Ma, y’know him. Overreacts to everything.” I hugged her. “I’ll be over on my birthday k?”
“You better be.” She squeezed me back.
When I got home I was met by a very distressed looking Patrick on my front porch.
”Where have you been Alex?! I’ve been here for hours.”
“Can’t you use a door bell?” I snapped fishing in my bag for my keys. “And how did you find out where I lived?”
“Joe told me.”
“Why are you here?”
“I’m worried about Pete” he followed me into the house and closed the door behind himself. I made my way to my living room where he sat down on the big couch.
“What’s wrong with him?”
“I think the question would be better if it was ‘What’s right with him’”
“Just spill it”
“Hes just not himself”
“What am I supposed to do about it?”
“Are you still sleeping with him?”
“Jesus Christ, eh… way personal but no” The force of his body hitting mine near winded me and knocked me back onto the floor. His mouth covered mine with an almost frantic edge.
”What the fuck are you doing?!” I managed to choke out when he finally removed his mouth from mine. I managed to give him a hard jab into the diaphragm and winded him for long enough that I scrambled up off the floor. I collapsed down on the couch and waited for him to get his breath back.
“Why did you do that?!” he gasped clutching his chest and dragging himself on onto the armchair.
“You fucking attacked me! What was I supposed to do?!”
“Kiss me back for one” he snapped.
“Why would I do that?!”
“I dunno.”
“You can’t just fucking jump someone and expect them to just kiss you back no probs”
“But that night in your dressing room-”
“I was probably drunk”
“I want to make this work again Alex. What we had was good.”
“Except for the fact that we were both sleeping with other people”
“Yeah… that was a problem wasn’t it… but both those people are out of our lives now so what’s stopping us?!”
“Look, Patrick, it would be exactly like last time. You’d be sharing me…”
“Who with?” he bristled.
“That’s irrelevant. If we do this, you have to understand that part. I’m not yours. I’m not anyone’s okay?” He glared out the window for a few minutes before nodding.
“I’m fine with that. As fine as I can be I guess. Are you free tomorrow?”
“Yeah”
“Lunch?”
“Sounds nice.”
“I’ll pass by and get you at 2?” he said getting up and heading for the door. I followed him out. He kissed me quickly before ducking out into the slow drizzle that started.
“Alexandra Charlotte Klassen, what the hell do you think your doing?!”
“Holy. Fucking. SHIT Harper! What the fuck?! Are you like stalking me?!” I squealed clutching my chest from the mini heart attack she gave me.
“No, I’m living with you and your voice is really fucking loud!!”
“Quit listenin to me you tart”
“Oh hell no!! Me? A tart?! I think fucking not theres only one tart here and I’m looking at her. Well tart is too sweet a word. You’re an out and out whore, only you’re not getting paid for givin it out”
“Whoa with the fucking verbal ass kicking”
“You need it Alex. Three guys?! THREE!!”
“Two” I corrected her.
“Three Alex, just because Ryan is gone doesn’t discount him. When he gets back you’ll be fucking him again. And Joe. And Patrick.”
“Have I ever told you I hate you?!” I muttered. She laughed breaking the tension.
“Everyday baby” her usual reply.
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