A/N: What up??? I know it's been a fucking month probably? I lost track of time trying to write this but hey I finally finished it today!!!! ANYWHOOOOO ON WITH THY STORY!!!!!

Edit: I'm so sorry for the really long overdue update. Honestly, I got in a depressive slump and couldn't bring myself to push out of it. Still in it, but I'm trying to get out of it! I really thought about stopping this book completely but I'm not! Also

**I will be moving slowly over to Ao3. This series and more works will be published on there. Most likely during or after I finish this editing this book. Still debating on whether or not to keep them on here after I fully transition to Ao3. Thank you!!**

That day I was so tired. I was laying on my stomach with my arms underneath the pillow. I bury my face into the pillow and close my eyes. It was amazing in the moment but damn my ass cheeks hurt a bit. Not only that, I'm sore.

I heard footsteps and I lift my head up and see Max with lunch. "I just grabbed some fast food." He said and I grab the bag and sit up slightly, opening it.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome." The bed suck a bit on my left and I glance over. Max kissed me briefly before rubbing my lower back. "How are you feeling?"

"Better. I want to get up but my thighs are killing me." I reply and eat my chicken nuggets. "Oh I never told you."

"Told me what?" He asked, stopping his hand.

"I'm not into BDSM. I'm not a big fan on it, but don't get me wrong, I like the pain but the tools and stuff they use isn't my style." I explain with a smug smile.

Max had a concerned look on his face immediately and I bit back my laughter. "I- Was last night not okay? I want you to tell me truthfully! You know I'm not really into it but I do it for you." Max said concerned, squeezing my back a bit.

I just wanted to fuck with him a little bit but I didn't think that would happen. "Babe, it's fine. It was amazing. If you want, we can cool it a bit for you." I suggest and Max kissed me slowly. "Max, I'm eating-"

"Swallow then. I wanna kiss you so badly right now."

I smirk and do that before kissing him. "I love you, Max." I mumble against his lips. Max grabbed the back of my neck and kissed me harder.

"I love you too." He sat there and kissed me gently all over my face and my neck before saying, "Let's do something today."

I smile and kiss him softly. "What do you want to do?" I ask back.

"Somewhere where Abigail can come with us."

"Mall? Dinner at a restaurant?" I suggest and Max nodded his head.

"I need to get her a birthday present soon."

"She's almost two. She was so small." I say and Max kissed my forehead before kissing me again.

"Let's go after we finish eating."

***

"Who is it?" Damien asked behind the door as he opened the door. My fist swung and landed on his cheek. He lost his footing slightly and stumbled back a bit, "OW! WHAT THE FUC- Jason!" Damien stared at me in shock. I step inside and shut the door. "Why-"

"Why? Why did I punch you? Why did you drug me then?" I hiss and swung again but he dodged that one.

"I know what I did was messed up-"

"Messed up? It's beyond messed up." I snarl, stepping closer with my fist ready to hit him again.

Damien stepped back, holding his hands up. "Jason, listen to me." He said with a nervous smile.

"I rather not. I listened to you last time and it got my drugged. So let me punch you again." I growl, swinging. He went to block my right fist but I switched it to my left fist and punched him in his damn face.

"Fuck." Damien hissed holding his left cheek.

"You piss me off so fucking much." I snarl, ready to punch him once again.

"Jason please." Damien rushed out and I aimed right at his nose. "Shit! God damn." Damien mumbled, holding his nose. I saw blood in the palm of his hand but I didn't give a single shit. He sat down and grabbed some tissues and started to wipe the blood.

"YOU'RE FUCKING INSANE, DAMIEN!" I yell at him. "What if I went to police over this?! I'm a fucking lawyer! You know I could've taken you to court and won! You could've been on prohibition or jail! You're fucking lucky I didn't tell Max!" I yell at Damien.

"I'm sorry . . . " He said.

"Sorry doesn't excuse the fact you drugged me with the thought of raping me! You know I hate that more than anything!" I hiss. Damien flinched and looked down at his lap. "God . . ." I sigh and rub my forehead. "You never think things through fully. It's always in the moment with you, that's why I wanted to break up with you. You miss the old Jason, someone I'm not anymore." I sit down next to him still pissed. "I'm so mad I can't even yell at you anymore."

Damien quietly said, "I . . . "

"Before you say anymore shit, tell me why. Why the fuck you thought it was a good idea to drug me." I snap.

Damien licked his lips and let out a soft sigh. "I . . . I thought that . . . if we slept together again you would realize that Max wasn't right for you and I was. I'm sorry . . . I just . . . I really want you back . . . But I know you won't be happy with me if I force you into a relationship with me." Damien whispered. "I was going in circles trying to think of ways to win you over but in the end, I've hurt you. The one thing I didn't want to do."

A hard sigh escaped me before I stood back up. "You're lucky I've known you for years, Damien. So I'm not going to press charges this time. Do it again to me or anyone else and I will do everything in my damn power to get you arrested and put in jail to rot." I explain with a dark hiss and he nodded his head.

"I'm sorry . . . " Damien said and I sigh.

"What's done is done. But seriously Damien, you pissed me off real good with this. You're lucky I didn't tell Max. He would've gone to the police immediately! Not only that, now I have to tell him that the one person he already doesn't trust drugged his boyfriend and tried to rape me. He's gonna have a fucking field day with that and honestly, I don't feel like stopping him from beating your ass to a pulp."

"I know . . . I'm sorry . . . How can I make it up to you?" He asked quietly.

I groan and run a hand through my hair. "I'm done. I'm going home." I scuff out and stand up.

"Jason, wait." Damien said and grabbed my arm. "I understand if you don't trust anymore or don't want me around but please can we still be friends?"

I look at him like he's insane. "No! Delete my number and Derek's and go back to California!" I hiss.

"Please . . . I won't do anything you don't like, I swear." He begged and I groan. God he's stubborn.

"No. I rather go through hell with Max than deal with your ass again. It's been eight years. Eight years since we broke up. You don't even like me, you like the idea of me. Get a life and don't bother me again. If you show up to my house or Derek's, there's gonna be a restraining order." I grab a cigarette and quickly light it.

"Jason please! I swear-"

"Swear my ass. You're nothing to me." I snarl, blowing smoke in his face which caused him to cough. "Grow up. I was nice before but now you've crossed the line. I don't want anything to do with you." Damien stared at me in shock while I quietly smoked with a hard glare. "Delete my number."

With that, I left and went home. I kick my shoes off and sink into the couch. "You're back?" Max quizzed.

"Yeah . . . " I reply. Damien worn me out. I felt a hand on my cheek and I open my eyes to see Max with a small smile on his face. I kiss him briefly before smiling a bit.

"Let me drive you to work tomorrow since I don't have to leave at my normal time." Max stated, lifting my chin up. A smirk came on his face and he kissed me. "I want to spend as much time as I can with you." He stroked my cheek and looked me over. "I know I'm stupidly jealous but I always have this fear you're gonna leave me. I just don't want to lose you. We might not be the healthiest relationship but I really don't care. As long as I have you." Max state and I smile a bit nervously.

"Max."

"Shh." Max pressed his lips on mine and kissed me slowly.

Why would I give this up?

I smile into the kiss and pull back a bit. "I love you." Max whispered against my lips and I kiss him hard but quick.

"I love you too." We spent the next hour talking about stuff without fighting. We just sat around the house all day, talking and watching tv since it was Sunday.

After a few hours, Max got up and walked into the bedroom, so I grab my unfinished book off the coffee table and start to read. Not even five minutes later Max said, "Jason."

I look up from my book and see Max dressed to go outside. "What's up?" I ask.

"I'm going to drop off Abigail after I go to the store. It's Sarah's week." Max said and I nod my head.

"Alright. I'll make dinner." I say a bit sad, going back to my book. Abigail came waddling over to me with a grin.

"Bye bye Jason." She said and I hug her.

"See you in a week, Abby." She grinned and walked over to Max where he picked her up. The door closed soon after. I place the book back down and head to the kitchen. Might as well start cooking.

***

Max got back with groceries in his arms and I helped pull them off. "Thanks. There's more in the car." He said and placed them on the counter.

I start unbagging while I said, "Alright. Dinner is pretty much ready." Max smiled and kissed my cheek before leaving again. I slide the milk into the fridge and sigh.

Maybe I should tell Max tonight. And Abigail isn't here so if it does cause a fight, we can scream as loud as we want. I grab the apples and and put them in the drawer in the fridge. But we just made up and I really don't want to have another fight.

"Fuck." Max cussed, stumbling inside the house. I roll my eyes with a smile while he gave me a goofy grin. I lock the door while Max shuffled into the kitchen. We put the groceries up quickly and Max glanced at the food on the stove. I motion him to come closer when he glanced over at me. He walked closer and leaned down a bit. "Wassup?"

"We need to talk."

Max looked at me with distress. "About?" He whispered.

"Some stuff. We don't have to do it now but soon." I say and he just nodded his head. We sat down on the couch and watched some TV, cuddling and eating. I grab his hand and lay my head on his shoulder.

"Jason?" My eyes glanced in the direction of Abigail's room. When we have her for the week, it really feels like we're together.

"You're a great dad." My face was grabbed and Max kissed me hard, sliding his tongue in. I groan, kissing him back. After a few seconds, Max pulled back a bit and kissed me again briefly. "We just finished eating." I said.

"And? I want to kiss you regardless."

I laugh a bit but smiled regardless. "A little more." I say quietly. Max chuckled and kissed me again.

***

I sit down on the couch next to Max. It was already Wednesday. I still haven't told him about Damien drugging me or anything. He slid an arm around my waist but I didn't even move. We HAD to talk and get on the same page if we want this to work. We're just going in the same circles because both of us hide shit from each other in hopes of protecting them, only for it to backfire.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Max asked gently.

"We need to talk," is all I said. Max removed his hand off my waist and went quiet. "It's going to be a long talk. I don't want to fight so can you keep your cool while I keep mine?" I ask, not even looking at him.

Max didn't respond for a second before saying, "Yeah."

I finally look at him and so many emotions were going across his face. "I'll start." I say and Max nodded his head. "I want . . . "

"If you want to break up, I completely understand." Max rushed out, cutting me off.

My eyes widened. "No! It isn't about us breaking up. I don't want to break up." I respond and grab his hand.

Max gave me a small smile and kissed my hand. "Neither do I."

I smile and say, "I want us to get on the same page in this. We've been constantly fighting because we don't talk. I know when you get mad, you want to be alone to cool off, but you shut me out and it makes it even harder for me to try to make up with you. I know we won't see eye to eye every single time but I just want to clear some stuff up." I explain and Max nodded his head. "Well for starters, Damien." I felt his hand tense up and I look at him. "Don't. Let me finish."

Max frowned but remained quiet. "I don't have feelings for him. We ended eight years ago and I don't want him. But he likes me. And when you picked me up from his house, nothing happened and him and I had a talk about him giving up on me." I sigh a bit hard. "That dumbass didn't get the message so I went back a few days later to put an end to it. He apologized and realized he couldn't force me into being in a relationship with him." I let out a hard sigh. "I cut him out of my life completely."

"But you said you didn't want to do that. Why now?" Max asked a bit hard with a bit of confusion.

I pull my hand out of his and run it through my hair. "He fucked up and I pissed me off." I mumble.

"What did he do?" He asked. I look at the black TV screen with a sigh. Max is not gonna stay calm when I tell him. "If you don't want to tell me, that's fine." Max said. He then squeezed my thigh and I smirk at him.

"What? Now you wanna be cute?" I retort, grabbing his chin with a devilish smirk. Max smirked and kissed me slowly.

"I love you, Jason."

"I love you too, Max." I smile and tangle our hands together. My smile dropped. "Damien . . . He . . . " I start, trying to figure out how on earth am I gonna word this so Max doesn't go kill him.

"Do you not trust me?"

"It's not that . . . I . . . " I lick my lips and run a hand through my hair. "I know you're going to be pretty pissed off when I tell you. And I don't want to fight, I already fixed the whole thing." I explain.

"What is it?"

I glance at him. "If I tell you right now, you promise me not to leave and deal with on your own?" I ask. Max went quiet before nodding his head. I lick my lips.

Well, I'm screwed.

Might as well tell him.

"You remember how a few days ago, I passed out during sex?" I whisper.

"Yeah . . . ? What about it? Did I really hurt you?" Max rushed out a bit. I smile and shake my head.

"Of course not. So um . . . Damien might of drugged me before you picked me up that day." I rush out and grab my drink off the table and sip it.

"What?" Max said after a solid minute of choking silence.

"Damien drugged me." I mumble into the cup.

"JASON!" He yelled, standing up. "THAT'S SOMETHING YOU NEED TO TELL ME IMMEDIATELY! I WAS FUCKING WORRIED THAT YOU BLACKED OUT ON ME!"

"I know. I just didn't want to say anything until things cooled down." I say.

"NOT ONLY THAT, YOU WENT THERE BY YOURSELF?! NO!" Max huffed hard, rubbing his forehead. "I'm going to kill him."

"Max, please. You promised!" I say, grabbing his arm.

"Fuck that promise! He drugged you and you're telling me like it's nothing! Did you even take this to the police?" Max asked angrily.

I avoided his eyes. "No."

"JASON!"

"I'M SORRY OKAY?!"

"SORRY DOESN'T CUT IT!" Max sighed heavily, stepping away from me. "My fucking god. Did he do anything to you?" He asked.

"No. You picked me up before it kicked in." I say. Max sighed even more and sat down. I sit down next to him and look at my lap. "I punched him when I saw him. He's completely out of my life and I'm gonna make sure he stays out."

"Jesus. Didn't you understand he was dangerous when you went? You have no idea what he could've done!" Max said angrily.

"He won't do anything to me now." I say.

"You don't know that." Max snapped and grabbed my arm. "If he drugged you once, what's stopping him from doing it again?" Max quizzed.

"He . . . I don't know! I just want all this drama to fucking end okay?! I'll get a restraining order against him if you really want me to!" I snap and sigh.

"Jason, if you want this to work, you need to be completely honest with me. I'm trusting you with the Damien situation but that's it." I smile at Max and peck his lips.

"Thank you." Max gave me a small smile before we sat in silence for a few minutes. "Do you have anything you want to say?" I ask quietly.

Max grabbed my hand and kissed it. "Let's try to talk things out from now on. No more lies or secrets. If you're completely honest with me, I'll be completely honest with you. It goes both ways." Max said.

I smirk and slide my arms around his neck before sliding on top of his lap. I kiss him hard with a small smile. His hand gripped my waist a bit hard before sliding into the back of my jeans. "Eager?" I tease, biting his lip a bit.

"I'm always eager with you." Max stated, pressing his lips against my collar bone and neck. "Can I bite you again?" He asked, before he started to make a hickey on my collarbone.

"Please do. That was fucking hot."

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