BAD CUPID

Created By; Snow MarisVega

Chapter 71

Dylan's P.O.V

I had called Jon and asked him to come over when he was free after I had seen his text. Here I was, sitting on the couch in the living room, my left supposed broken leg was placed on the couch as well, Jaxton was sitting at the other couch and begging me to act like the leg was actually broken.

"My leg's placed on the couch, Jaxton. I'm already acting for the love of God." I groaned.

"It's cause I know you so well, I have to be sure."

"Why are you so bothered anyways? Haven't you been saying you don't like him?"

"Shut up." He said and scowled at me, making me laugh.

At that moment, there was a knock on the door and our heads both shot towards it. I smirked and looked at Jaxton. "I guess your Dom is here."

He rolled his eyes at me and stood up, he took a deep breath and made his way towards the door. I went back to watching the marathon of Spongebob, I heard conversations and as the door closed, I laid straight on the couch and put on my tired face.

"Hey,"

I rolled my eyes up to look at Dom as he walked into the living room, I smiled and sat up a little. "Hey you, how are you? It's been a while I saw your face." I said tiredly.

He chuckled. "I'm good, it really has been forever. How's your leg?"

I shrugged. "Doesn't need bandages and it's just a little bruise and some bones aren't in the right places but it's nothing I can't handle. The doctor though and everyone I live with are on my neck and treating me like a child, so please kill me."

He laughed as he sat on the couch Jaxton was sitting on before.  "They're just looking out for you, I'm sure."

I snorted. "True. Well thanks to Jaxton here, if he hadn't found me at the bottom of the stairs then I don't even know what my story would be." I said as I looked up at Jaxton whose eyes were already bulged.

Once Dominic looked at him, he faked a smile and nodded in agreement. "I am just um...I'm thankful that I got home at that moment."

"I think you should stay away from the stairs." Dominic said to me with a chuckle.

I fake laughed and so did Jaxton. "Oh, if only you knew the whole story."

Jaxton came to stand next to my couch, he had not been sitting.

"How do you go to school if your leg hurts that much? I mean, you do have exams right?" Dom asked.

I smiled and looked at Jaxton. "Yeah, why don't you tell him how I go to school with a broken leg. Listen, funny story."

Jaxton scowled at me and faked a smile once Dom looked at him. "He uh...well, that's a story for another day. You must be hungry. Are you hungry? I can make something real quick." He changed the topic.

Oh Jaxton, your nervousness is showing.

I smiled.

"Um, I already ate." Dom said, he looked at me and I shot him a glare. He coughed and smiled at Jaxton. "But I-I'm still hungry and so, I would love to eat whatever you make."

Jaxton smiled, a real one this time. "Okay then, would you maybe want t-"

"How's your mom?" I interrupted Jaxton.

"Um, she's okay. She's doing better actually, responding to treatment."

I smiled. "That's great. And your sister?"

"Misses you."

I snickered. "I know, I miss that little devil too."

"Dylan!" Jaxton called out.

I shrugged. "What? You guys don't even really know her."

They both laughed.

"Okay, well Jaxton go make that food and take Dominic with you since he came here to obviously see you and is your guest." I said and looked at both of them, they looked at each other and back at me. Jax's cheeks heated and so did Dominic, he quickly looked away and I smiled.

"Um, uh..kitchen?" Dominic spoke.

"Y-Yeah." Jax nodded. Dominic quickly stood up, he flashed me a smile and I smiled back before he followed Jaxton to the kitchen.

My smile grew as I went back to watching spongebob do what he knew how to do best-be stupid. Doesn't mean I don't love him still.  I could hear Jaxton laugh, I was pretty sure he was trying to be quiet but he was totally failing. Damn, he had really fallen for Dominic.

My phone chimed, I took it out and saw a text from Jon telling me he was close to my house. I wonder what was so urgent that he wanted to speak to me about that he couldn't say at the coffee shop.

It wasn't long before Jon arrived, he smiled at me, one that had so many details.

"What's up? What's wrong?" I asked, concerned.

He sighed. "Upstairs."

I nodded and stood up, we began making our way to the stairs. Jaxton's eyes widen once he saw me, I placed my finger in between my lips, telling him not to say anything and keep talking to Dominic who's back faced me. I dragged Jon up the stairs before he could open his mouth and try to greet either Jaxton or Dominic.

"So, what's up?" I asked as I closed the door to my room.

Jon sighed and sat on my bed. "You've known Johnathan for a while right?"

I folded my arms and nodded. "Yeah, so?"

"You guys dated?"

"Barely." I shrugged. "Why are you asking all these?"

"Because he's been furious."

"What do you mean?" I asked as I sat on the bed, beside him.

"He's mad that you let Henry kiss you in front of the whole school and didn't even push him away."

I arched my brow in confusion. "That makes no sense." 

"Exactly, I-I think he's jealous."

I snorted. "Of course he is, I have real friends and the guy I like, likes me back so he's gonna be jealous cause he doesn't have any of these things."

Jon shook his head. "I don't think he's jealous in that aspect."

I frowned. "I'm not sure I understand."

"I think he's jealous of you and Henry, the fact that the guy he likes is actually kissing someone else."

"Well Henry doesn't like him back, it's not my fault that it played out that way." I shrugged.

He groaned and rolled his eyes. "I guess so, but you both have to be careful. Extremely careful. Quinn's also furious because I mean everyone knows she wants to get into Henry's pants and he's into you not her." He said in an obvious tone.

"So you're saying, she can dig her nails into my chest and pull out my heart?"

He nodded. "More realistic, throw acid at your face."

I blinked. "Well, I do have to be careful then."

He chuckled softly. "Whatever did you do to him?"

I blinked. "What?"

"All he talks about is you, he's really furious and just like...wants to deal with you. He just wants you to beg and I don't understand why. It's like you did something and he's just out to seek revenge."

I nodded. "I don't know what he's problem is. He just hates me and is out to get me and we always end up doing this every time, he's never tired of it and I'm not gonna let him win."

"Maybe you should."

"How can I let him win all the time? We're still trying to get Raven justice and we've gotten nowhere."

He sighed. "You're right, I've been trying to get something out of him but he's being really careful not to say the wrong thing. He is smart."

I nodded and sat back on the bed. "Yeah, really smart. So I have to keep an eye on Henry now,"

"And yourself."

I chuckled. "I think I'm fine. Johnathan likes to have people do his dirty works when it comes to me, I would know who the next killer is when I see him."

"You're weirdly making this sound like a horror movie."

"Maybe we're in a horror book."

"I doubt it. No offense but if we were in a horror script or something out of someone's imagination that relates to the genre then Jaxton would be dead by now." He said with furrowed brows.

"What? Jaxton could be the last man standing." I said, defending him.

"Yeah right, then I guess your gonna die first." He shrugged.

I frowned. "That's impossible. Jaxton's gonna die first!"

He smirked.

So much for defending Jaxton.

"You're evil." I threw a pillow at him.

He laughed. "So, you and Henry? How's it going?"

I shrugged and smiled. "I don't know what you're asking about. We are okay, I mean we have gotten over the past and stuff and..."

"And that is his shirt." He said looking at my short and back at me with a smirk.

I looked at it and pretended not to know what he was talking about but only said. "Mind your business."

He laughed again. "I'm glad you're happy."

I smiled. "Thanks, I'm so sorry I haven't been helping you with Gwen."

"It's okay, you've been busy. I see her around the school and she keeps asking how Raven and I are doing or if I've approached her." He groaned, frustratedly. "I wanna ask her to homecoming but I don't know how to or if I should, maybe I'm super friend zoned and she's gonna say no. Maybe she's been asked already."

I felt bad for him, I should get to be happy. I smiled at him. "Give me your cellphone."

"What? Why?"

"Don't ask. Just trust me."

He looked at me, confusion in his eyes as he took out his phone. "Um, okay." He said and handed it to me.

I took it from him and looked through the contact list for Gwen and I did see it, he saved it with the heart emoji.

Really?

I rolled my eyes and dialed her number, I didn't put the phone close to my ear and kept looking at the screen to know when she'd answer and when she did, I put it close to my ear and smiled. "Hey, Gwen."

His eyes widen. "What are you doing?" He whisper yelled and tried to grab his phone.

"Move away from me!" I yelled in a loud whisper and began shrugging him off.

"Hey? Dylan?"

"The one and only."

She chuckled. "Hi, what's up? Why are you calling with Jon's phone?"

Jon was still trying to take his phone, I laid on my back and kicked Jon, he rolled over and fell off my bed and to the ground making me laugh.

"What's funny?"

"Nothing. So how are you?"

"Good, I was actually reading. What's up?"

"So, Jon here has something to ask you." I covered my mouth and started laughing once I saw Jon kneel on the floor to look at me, his hand at the back of his head as he pouted and frowned at me like a child.

"Oh, really?"

I pushed back every laugher back into my throat. "Yeah, something important."

"Okay, where is he? What do you think it is? How's he and Raven? Are they together yet? W-"

I took the phone away from my ear and handed it to Jon.

"She wants to talk to you."

He glared at me and took the phone, "what am I gonna say?" He whisper yelled.

"Talk to her and ask her to homecoming! Do it!"

"What? No!"

"Answer her!"

He finally put the phone close to his ear. "Hey, Gwen." I just listened with a big grin. "Y-Yeah, I'm okay. I'm good, I uh....we have like a group reading to do today so I came to see Dylan."

I gave him a thumbs up.

"So, I..." He trailed off, feeling really nervous. I could see it.

"Go on. Come on." I pressured him.

He nodded and gulped. "I um...I just wanted to ask you, um...would you uh-go to...w-would you go to homecoming with me?" He finally asked and I grinned, she has to say yes! He looked worried as fuck and tried to steady his smile, his fake smile slowly fell. "W-What? No. I uh...I'm not-" he went quiet again, making we wonder what was wrong. Seconds later he spoke, he faked a smile and nodded.  "Yeah, um...I understand, it's... It's fine. No, I totally understand, I'll uh...I'll see you around. Bye."

I just looked at him, he hanged up and gave me that totally fake-sad smile. "She said no."

I knew already.

"Jon, I'm sorry. D-Did she say why?"

He nodded. "Something about Raven being her friend and how she can't go with me because I'm supposed to be taking Raven." Shit. "I told you not to call her."

"I'm sorry, Jon. I didn't-"

He chuckled sadly. "It's fine. I'm okay." He wasn't. "Anyways," he stood up. "I um, I have to go now."

"Jon, you don't have to go. I'm sorry, I thought she was actually gonna say yes."

He shrugged. "She didn't. I don't blame you anyways, it's just you trying to help me and now I gotta find another date or probably not go to homecoming." He shrugged again. "I'll see you around, anyways. Be careful."  He said and walked out the door to my room.

Shit.

How can she say no?

I'm gonna fix this!

I have to tell her that the girl he likes is actually her.

I felt horrible, I didn't want any of my best friends feeling this way. He was my best friend. Is my best friend and I know I have never told him this but he is and I'll have to do anything to make sure he's happy and having Gwen realize the truth is one of them.

I think we all cursed with the relationship/liking thing.

I sighed and looked at my phone once it rang.

Henry.

I smiled instantly and answered. "Hey,"

"Hey, I uh...I need your help."

"With what?" I frowned.

"I can't seem to understand a certain thing in this book I'm reading and I'm gonna fail tomorrow."

I chuckled. "Aren't you almighty smart?"

"And so are you."

I smiled.

"So? Are you gonna help me?"

"Well, if you fail that's gonna be bad right?"

"Very. Very bad."

"Then I'm not gonna help you."

"You have to and so I'll see you at my place in thirty minutes."

"Henry, I-"

"Bye." He said and hanged up.

"Son of a bitch!" I sighed, I should be irritated or something but I couldn't stop smiling. "Asshole."

I wasn't gonna go, I mean that's what I said but I wasn't thinking of not going right now. He just needed my help with his notes right? What's the harm?

I made my way to the bathroom, I took a quick shower and changed my shirt. I hanged Henry's own in my wardrobe and put on another shirt, a black one. I brushed my hair and carried my books, I walked down the stairs but getting to the bottom I remembered Dominic and lifted the 'broken leg' and began leaping. I got down and walked to the kitchen where Jaxton was, Dominic was nowhere to be found and I knew he had to be around.

"Hey," I kept leaping until I walked to him.

"He's gone." He said, dryly.

I groaned and put my leg down. "That wasn't easy. He didn't even say goodbye?"

"Well he was gonna but I just told him to go because you might have been standing and I didn't want him to see you."

"Smartass, I indeed was standing." I smiled.

"So, Jon? He didn't look like he did when he got here, what did you do?"

"I didn't do anything. I just...I tried to help him and it backfired."

"Well, where are you heading?"

"I have to go to Henry's." I said as I began walking away.

"Mmhmm." He hummed. I turned to him and he was smirking. "Just use a condom."

"You're one to talk. How did Dom's dick taste in your mouth? I'm sure I gave you a lot time to do what you wanted to do." I smirked back.

His smirk turned into irritation. "You are something else."

"Was what Dom said after you gave him that awesome blowjob." I wiggled my brows.

He grimaced. "Oh my God! I hate you!"

"Was what you said after he finished in your mouth without your permission."

"I will kill you!"

"I should get going." I said and began heading to the door with a smile.

"This just went from a zero to hundred really quick." I heard him say as he walked behind me with folded arms.

I chuckled. "If anyone asks about Dylan, tell them he's out studying." I said as I walked out the door.

"Yeah. Yeah. Whatever." He said and closed the door once I was out.

***

"And that's why it's the answer." I shrugged as I explained the work to Henry. We were both on his bed, he was laying on his stomach while I sat with my legs crossed, opened books laid in front of us. I had arrived about ten minutes ago and went straight to tutoring him, that was why I was here. "It's quite simple actually." I smiled, still looking at my note. Henry hummed and I sighed, I knew he was staring at me, I could feel eyes on me and so I tilted my head to look at him and I was right. His jaw rested in both hands which used the bed as support while his green eyes just stared at me. "Why are you staring at me like that?"

"You look really good."

I sighed and rolled my eyes. "I thought you called me here to help you with something? You weren't even paying attention."

"I most certain was." He defended himself. "I already know what you were explaining to me, so." He shrugged.

I frowned at him. "Wait, so you....asshole!" Of fucking course.

He laughed. "I didn't understand that last part though."

"I should get going."

"No," he shook his head. "Stay a little."

"You know, you're taking this all too well."

"What?"

"The whole...you-me thing. I mean, the fact that you're attracted to me. A guy."

He just smiled. "Yeah, I don't even know." He muttered. "I thought it would be a little hard for me after telling you how I felt, but it's not. It's more like a huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders. I like you and I don't even care what anyone says about it," he said huskily. "I feel like I can be myself around you and that's what makes me happy. I don't feel that way with other people but with you? It's something else." He smiled and I smiled as well.

"Hmm," I felt my cheeks redden and laid on my back, beside him and he did the same. "That's....nice."

He let out a soft chuckle. "Yeah,"

"I have some questions for you." I said as I just stated at his ceiling.

"What is it?"

"Remember that time at HOE's that I told you about Issac and then the next day at school, you totally went crazy and ignored me? Well, went back to hating me." I shrugged. "What exactly happened?"

He huffed. "You weren't letting me in, you didn't want me to help you and as you know, I have a little um...a little problem." I frowned. "I've got anger issues and I got really mad when you yelled at me and pushed me away."

"Oh, I...I didn't mean to. I was just...going through a lot, you could have spoken to me about that, you know?"

He sighed and I looked at him. "I just...I'm not really the talking type "

"Yeah you sure as hell kiss a lot more than you talk."

I felt the bed move and his face came into view, he was right above me. "Do you want me to k-"

"Next question," I shoved him back on the bed, making him groan. "The party. The game. You were really mad about something and you kept glaring at me, I don't know if you remember cause you were kinda drunk."

"Oh," he muttered. "I do remember."

"So?"

"What do you think? You were dancing around and laughing with that Christian boy and I just...I lost it." He frowned.

"You were that jealous? Oh my,"

"I wasn't that jealous, I just..."

"Yeah. Yeah. Don't try explaining." I giggled.

"Shut up." He chuckled. "And, do you remember that whole Shawn Mendez incident?"

I nodded. "How could I ever forget when Mr. Rowen cheated." I rolled my eyes at the memory.

He chuckled. "Yeah, I won fair and square."

"Are you kidding?" I looked at him. "Don't make me stab you in the throat."

He laughed. "Okay, okay. Maybe you did win. When I came into the bathroom, I was gonna apologize and give the ticket to you."

I frowned. "Well why didn't you?"

He cocked his brow at me and I suddenly remembered. "I was an ass, wasn't I?"

"Yeah, you were pretty mad at me and didn't want to hear a thing and just walked out."

"Well, I'm not apologizing for that." I shook my head.

"I feel if you had heard me out then it wouldn't have taken this long before this happened."

"Hmm, true."

He smiled at me. "You have no idea how jealous I was of Christian."

I laughed. I had a lot of questions that I wanted to ask him but I forgot all of them once he grinned.

"It's true. He had a lot of chances more than I did, how didn't you even go out with him?"

I shrugged. "Some of them were your fault because whenever I had a date with him, you had something planned like you knew and sometimes I forgot." I shrugged again.

He smirked. "Well, I'm glad you never went."

"Yeah, I kinda feel bad for him."

He muttered something that he thought I didn't hear. "I don't."

"You're crazy," I chuckled.

"Crazy for a a certain white haired boy." He said and rolled on top of me.

I groaned. "Henry, you know you're heavy!!" I whined.

"I didn't even put all my weight on you." He chuckled.

I looked straight at him and arched my brow. "It doesn't even matter, you are heavy as fuck."

"So, are you gonna slap me?"

"Do you want me to?"

"You love slapping me and they all hurt." He pouted, childishly making me laugh. "What?" He asked.

"You look cute."

"You're hurting my masculinity again." He remarked.

"Yeah sure."

He then smiled at me and just stared.

"What?" I asked this time.

"You're beautiful."

I frowned. "A man can't be beautiful and so I am not."

He shook his hand. "Then you are the first beautiful man."

My stomach was tightening the more, there was something about this compliments of his that made me feel like I was high on drugs but I have never taken any

"Women are beautiful."

"So?"

"Only women."

"Shut up, If I say you're beautiful then you are." He scolded.

I couldn't stop myself from smiling. "It's like this sudden sweet side of you just came out of nowhere, I guess you're not fully an asshat." 

"You are starting to make me think your birth certificate is actually an apology letter from the condom factory."

My jaw dropped as I looked at him in awe. "And he's back. What the fuck? Get off me, jerkcules."

"I don't like that name." He said with a smirk, not making any attempts to move.

"You know my middle finger gets a boner when you start talking like this?"

"Interesting," he smirked. "But you'll never be half the man your mother was."

"Okay, move."

He laughed but wasn't making any attempt to stand up. "Why? I was just messing with you."

"Wasn't funny."

"I like it when you you pout," he smirked. I didn't even know I was pouting and quickly stopped, I just frowned at him. "Did you do that on purpose so I'd kiss you?" He cocked his brow seductively.

"W-What? Like I would ever." I snorted.

"Oh really now?"

"Yes, really. You know you're a jerk right? You have to get off me, I need to get home cause I didn't tell anyone I was leaving and its almost late."

"Just one." He muttered as he kissed my cheek and began trailing soft kisses down my neck.

"Henry, I really have to go." I said but I wasn't making any plans of moving.

He kissed the other side of my neck and sucked on that spot, I didn't know how he always found it but he did and when he bit, I moaned and clutched his arm.

"Weren't you saying something?" He breathed into my ear and bit my earlobe softly, I couldn't reply cause I was enjoying the pleasure and my mind was all over the place.

He brought his lips back to my neck and picked up from where he stopped. He began grinding against me, my pants tightened and I could feel his tighten too and him rubbing against me was making me go crazy.

I moaned a little louder than I did the first time, he bit my neck again and I knew he was gonna leave a mark. I winced and held his arm tighter, the rhythm of of us grinding against each other was something that I hadn't felt in a while and needed to. He brought his lips back to mine and two seconds later, i didn't feel any weight on me or any lips on mine. I frowned and opened my eyes and I didn't meet any green eyes, I looked beside me and there he laid.

"W-Why'd you stop?" I had to ask.

"Time out, we have exams tomorrow and I still have to read." He said with a shrug.

My jaw dropped. What the fuck? I quickly sat up. "You asshole."

He chuckled. "What? I just wanna read for tomorrow."

"I cannot believe I fell for this again!" I said and began packing my stuffs. "You did it again and I fell for it again." I wore my shoe angrily.

"Why are you mad?" I could hear the tease in his voice and could feel the smile even when I wasn't looking at him.

"I'm not mad!" I said and began making my way to the door. I was so mad at him. I wanted him to stop me, to tell me to stay and say he was sorry but he didn't and when I approached the door and touched the knob, he spoke.

"Dylan,"

I quickly turned. "What?"

He stood up and made his way towards me with a sad expression, he was gonna make me forgive him with this face. He looked down at the floor and back at me. "Your phone." He said and handed it to me.

I looked at it and disappointment filled my entire system, my jaw dropped a little as I looked back at him. "Thanks." I snatched it from him angrily, I opened the door and made my way out.

"I'll see you tomorrow."

I didn't answer and just walked down the stairs, I met Zoila coming up and she smiled at me. "Hi,"

"Hi." I faked a smile.

My hormones were really fucked up.

"I thought you'd be staying over? Dinner would be ready anyways in f-"

"I really have to go Zoila, I'm so sorry. I'll see you some other time." I said with a smile and walked past her and straight for the door.

I'm so screwed.

***

I sighed once I shut the door to my house. Finally home. I walked in and to the living room where my grandfather sat, watching something while smoking. I frowned at him as I made my way towards him and snatched the cigarette off his lips, he didn't even know I was here but once I did that, he looked up at me with a frown.

"Hey!"

"What'd I say about smoking, pa?"

"But I haven't smoked in days."

"You're lying, you smoked last night and I know it."

"I didn't really smoke much. I don't smoke when your grandma is around me."

"Where is she?"

"Sleeping."

"Don't smoke or you're calling death to hug you and kiss you and he'll do just that and leave you hanging when you need more!" I ranted.

"Um," he paused. "I'm not sure he's my type and I think you've got something in your mind."

"It's nothing."

He tried to reach for the cigarette and I slapped his hand off lightly before making my way to the kitchen, I dropped the cigarette in the sink and turned on the tap. I stared at it and when it became really wet, I turned off the tap and threw it into the trashcan.

"Hey, sweety." Mom greeted as she walked past me.

"Hi." I sighed and leaned on the counter.

"What's up? You okay?" She asked, she was holding a plate that had peanuts in them.

"Kinda."

"Where have you been? I thought I'd see you or Jax home but none of you." I told Jax to tell her that I wasn't gonna be around but....wait-

"Jaxton's not home?"

She shook her head.

Zach

I sighed. "Sorry."

"It's fine." She said as she ate her peanuts. "So, what's on your mind?"

"Why do you think something's on my mind?"

She shrugged. "I'm pregnant and so I got psychic abilities."

I gave her a blank look.

"I'm your mother so speak up."

"It's just Henry, he-"

"Oh, Henry. How is he? He hasn't come over in a while. Is he okay? Did you both settle?" She asked all at once.

"He's FINE."  I said with gritted teeth.

"That's good, I miss him." She grinned while I rolled my eyes. "Anyways, important conversation."

And mine is gone...

"Okay, what's up?"

"It's about Eric. Your father and I went to the station and reported the Eric thing again and he's got a restraining order, not to be seen anywhere close to you or this house and i made sure to speak to his mother."

My brows shot up. "You know his mom?"

She shook her head. "At first I didn't, but then I did my homework and traced their house and spoke to his mother and Eric may or may not be going to a strict boarding school." She smirked.

"A strict boarding school?"

"They're flying him away to Texas."

My eyes widen. "Texas? What? Wait, I'm not sure that's Eric's style. I mean, not that anything is wrong with Texas but I'm pretty sure he'd want to go to Germany or somewhere else."

"Exactly! That's why they're sending him to a place he doesn't like. A boarding school in Texas." She smirked.

"We'll be free from him." I smiled. "I hope he learns his lesson."

"Oh he will, what is the most strict boarding school that you could think of?" Her brow rose.

I didn't understand and just frowned but then it hit me. Boarding school. Texas. My eyes widen. "Not The Alfred institute for boys!"

"It is The Alfred institute for boys." She grinned.

"Oh he's so screwed." I laughed. "What did you do?"

"I might have suggested it." She shrugged.

How do I describe the Alfred institute for boys to you? Think of it as the 100 but something way worse. The Alfred Institute For Boys is the X-men, a school for supernatural people except it is filled with people like Eric and probably worse and they try to fix their issue and their punishment for breaking their rules is damn painful and something to avoid.

I did my homework on this one time when I was eavesdropping on a conversation years ago.

"You are evil, mom." I chuckled.

"No, I'm protective. He hurt my baby and I'm only giving him a taste of my own medicine. He has done enough damage and so, it's my turn to show him what happens when he tries to humiliate my baby."

I grinned and walked over to her, hugging her. "I love you, mommy."

"I love you too." She smiled and pulled away. "You smell of desperation, what's up?" She said with a frown.

I groaned and walked away from her, "seriously!" I rolled my eyes and walked up to my room.

Henry is seriously killing me.

Author's Note.

Hi,

How are y'all and your week?

Mine is horrible. I feel like a prisoner and haven't been able to go out in two fucking weeks and I know I barely go anywhere cause I'm an introvert and love my own space but this isn't even my house so it makes it worse and its messing with my brain and I totally agree with anyone if they think this chapter was lame cause I'm not even thinking properly and so I apologize for this chapter for being shitty, seriously.

I just can't wait to go home, I don't really feel comfortable here in my stepdad's house even though he's out of the country. I just don't like it. So, there won't be any updates until I go home.

Anyways, don't forget to vote and comment on this stupid chapter. Totally not what I planned for this chapter but then this happened.

Thoughts? Sincere thoughts? I won't bite you that hard.