#I hate everyone who laughed at her for her mommy dying leave my wife alone

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Baby Daddies Part 29

Requested: idk why but i’m having some serious baby fever. could you something with a character(s) of your choosing with kids that’s super fluffy and amazing like the rest of your writing?

(you have two children with two different baby daddies lol bye)

Pairings: Stiles Stilinski x Reader, Issac Lahey x Reader

Series Masterlist

Third Person POV

When Stiles finally woke up the sun was shining in his face. Amy and Peter had been looking at him for an hour, not knowing what their father was doing on the floor. Noah hadn’t wanted to disturb Stiles; he knew what it felt like to lose a wife he would have never wanted his son to go through that much pain. Noah hadn’t slept much that night, he tossed and turned remembering the loss of his wife and how hard Stiles had taken it. This was going to be ten times worse. Not only did he lose (y/n), he lost the mother of his children that were still too young to understand where their mother went. He knew this was going to be hard, he knew that he needed to be there for his son, whether he wanted him there or not. Stiles sat up, his eyes searching the room before they landed on his kids, he had seen her last night, he had seen her carrying Peter, there was no doubt about it. He stood abruptly, both Peter and Amy jumping back at the sudden move. Stiles looked all over the room for a trace of her, but there was none. He was losing his mind and it had only been a day, he sighed and sat on the bed, his head coming to rest on his hands as he let out a couple tears. He always thought of the possibility that he may not come home from work one day, never in his wild dreams would he have thought she’d never come home, especially when she was a werewolf. Amy moved closer to Stiles, the only father figure she would ever accept from now on. Her arms wrapped around his arm, she was crying, of course she was, all the emotions that escaped Stiles were transmitting towards her. He took her into his arms, she was just like her mother, always wanting him to be happy, regardless of what she was feeling. “I love you, daddy.” Amy whispered only making Stiles choke out a sob.  

“I love you too honey.” He kissed her head before bringing Peter into his arms, Peter was more like Stiles, he needed to be comforted, he needed to be told everything was going to be okay. “I’m not going to let anything happen to either of you, you got that?” Amy nodded as Stiles kissed Peter’s forehead. He loved them dearly, he would die for them both, even if Amy wasn’t biologically his, there wasn’t a single thing he wouldn’t do for her. That’s how Noah found them, all bunched up on the bed. Noah never knew how good of a father Stiles was going to be, he’d always been a troublemaker in High School, but he knew when he brought (y/n) home, that would change. He took her in with child, a child that wasn’t his but he still cared for her as his own, that’s something Noah would never understand. Stiles had changed the moment he allowed (y/n) love him, like something in him was missing.  

“Breakfast is ready, if you’re up for it.” Noah’s voice echoed the room, three pair of eyes met him, they were all so broken and there was nothing he could do about it. “Scott’s on his way, wants to help as much as he can.” He added and Stiles nodded, he wasn’t going to tell his dad that he had seen her last night, he’d admit him to Eichen House, there was no doubt about that. He had seen his mom on multiple occasions when he had just lost her, it’s how he’d cope. He made her up, talked to thin air thinking it was her, and that’s exactly what he’d do now, imagine his girl, even if it would only hurt more. “Come on kiddos.” Noah tried his best to sound cheery, but he couldn’t not when he too was hurting. He grabbed Peter in his arms, Amy not wanting to be away from Stiles stayed with him.  

“I’ll be right down.” Stiles gave his dad a small smile before he stepped out.  

“Mommy wouldn’t want to see you cry.” Amy whispered making Stiles heart break a little bit more.  

“I know bug, I know.” He rubbed her back and kissed her forehead before rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand. “You hungry? I'm sure grandpa made those blueberry pancakes you love.” Stiles gave her a pained smile, one she’d obviously overlook, she was small, she didn’t know much about faking. She nodded before Stiles placed her down on the floor, she walked out of the room as fast as she could. Stiles sighed and rubbed his hands over his face before standing up.  

“She’s right, you know.” Her voice slid through his ears making his eyes close in pain, he didn’t want to turn around, he knew he’d break down again.  

“I can’t do this without you.” He sobbed out; his eyes fixated on the door.  

“Baby, you can do anything.” Her voice was silky, he wanted to hear it forever, he wanted to be able to face her, even if this was a figment of his imagination.

“I can’t.” Stiles whispered and when he turned, she was gone, no trace of her, of course. He was imagining her, just like his mother. He shook the tears off, his sobs dying down before he stepped downstairs, Scott, Allison, Liam and Lydia all in his dad’s living room, they looked better than he did, of course they did, they hadn’t lost the love of their life. Scott looked at his best friend, his eyes puffy and red, his nose too. “What are you guys doing here?” His voice broke.  

“To be here for you.” Lydia spoke as she stood from the couch setting down a cup of coffee Noah had given her. “We know this is going to be hard, but you don’t have to do this alone.” Lydia offered a small smile and then he saw her again, standing next to Lydia.  

“She’s right, you don’t.” She smiled at him and he instantly felt the tears fall from his eyes. He looked down, not being able to look at her face, the face he loved so much. God, he missed her, he wanted her to be there, with him. “Come on baby, let them help you.” She whispered next to his ear and that’s all it took for him to fall onto the stairs, his sobs filling the house as Scott and Lydia moved to wrap their arms around him. They hadn’t lost anyone this close to them, they didn’t know how to handle it but they were going to do anything and everything they could to help Stiles, because he needed them right now, he needed everyone. “They love you.” Her whisper was close to his ear and he couldn’t help but sob even harder. Allison cried into her hand, determined to be the one that could stand strong in the pack, but she was far from being strong. A knock at the door caused all their heads to snap towards it. Noah wiped his eyes before walking towards it and opening it. Revealing an alarmed Parrish, Jordan Parrish had become new to the pack, he’d known (y/n) for a while now, his grieving wasn’t as bad as the rest of them but he grieved nonetheless.  

“I know this is a bad time, is there any way I can talk to you in private?” He spoke lowly, not wanting to alert Stiles and the others, bad news at a time of grief was never good for anyone, but Parrish needed help and Noah was the sheriff. Noah looked back at his son, his friends wrapping him up in their arms before nodding and moving passed the door to step outside. He crossed his arms over his chest, his eyes wondering to the street, it was silent, he hated that. “Isaac hasn’t been found, last time we saw him he was leaving the hospital, he just vanished.” Jordan sighed, his hands resting on his gun belt.  

“I need him found in the next twenty-four hours Parrish, my son doesn’t need to see him in the streets, it won’t end good.” Noah sighed before pinching the bridge of his nose, he couldn’t leave his son alone, even with his friends here he needed some kind of stability, someone had to be strong for him.  

“We’re doing the best we can Sheriff.” Jordan whispered. “How’s he doing?” He looked back at the door and as queue he heard Stiles’ sobs.  

“It’s only going to get harder, I never expected for him to go through this like I did, he didn’t deserve it.” Noah sniffed, wiping his tears once more.  

“No one deserves this Sheriff. We’re going to catch that son of a bitch.” Parrish had a different way of grieving; he was a hellhound. Noah sighed, patting Jordan’s back before saying his goodbyes. He stayed outside, scared that he might break in front of Stiles, he released the tears he’d held onto. Inside, Scott had finally gotten Stiles to calm down, he guided him to the kitchen to sit him down with his kids, their smiles making Stiles’ heart tighten. They were so innocent, he hated that this had to happen to them just like it had to him. Stiles didn’t eat, he just picked at his food making Amy scold at him, telling him what he always told her, quit playing with your food. That made him smile a bit before he thought about how (y/n) would have laughed at the fact that her daughter was just as quirky as she was. He looked down at his plate, not wanting the tears to set Amy off again. Peter was silent, eating away at his bacon as he looked at Scott, he’d always loved his uncle Scott, he did everything he wanted him to do. But seeing him like this was different for Peter, he’d always seen him happy and willing to play, now he was sad and Peter didn’t know why. Stiles’ head lifted when he heard voices coming through the front door, his father and Scott’s mom, Melissa, had just entered. She hadn’t gone back to work after last night, she held Scott in her arms as he cried last night, she hated watching her son cry.  

“Stiles.” Her voice was low, he wanted to look at her, he did, but he knew he’d break down all over again when he’d see the look on her face. He nodded before pushing the plate away from him. He looked at Peter who opened his arms for him, Stiles complied at brought his son onto his lap, kissing his forehead and closing his eyes. (Y/N) could have argued with Stiles all day, but no matter what she said, Peter looked more like her than he looked like him. He loved both Amy and Peter with all his heart, he’d do anything for them, he just didn’t know how he was going to do this. “I know this isn’t a great time, but we have some paperwork to go through, there’s also this,” She paused before placing a ring on the table beside him. Stiles looked at the ring and instantly began to shake, tears running down his face. He had bought the ring years ago, he was nervous, went to ten different stores before finding the one. He'd kept it for so long before asking her, he should have done it earlier, he should have married her years ago. He took the ring in his hands, placing it in his pinky, the only finger that fit the ring. He placed his head on top of Peter’s his tears soaking his son’s hair. “I’ll leave the paperwork with your dad, again, I know this isn’t the right time but we need the papers by the end of the day to release her body to the funeral home, they’ll take it from there.” Melissa hated this part, she’d only done this with strangers, it was hard, but this was harder, she knew (y/n), she knew everyone in her life.  

“Thank you, Melissa, we’ll have them to you as soon as you can.” Noah cleared his throat, grabbing the folder from her. He placed it on the kitchen counter, he’d do most of it himself later. Amy looked at Stiles, her lip pouting before she wrapped her arms around his neck, Stiles gladly took her into his arms, sitting her down on the thigh that didn’t occupy her brother. Stiles held onto them both, trying his best to control his tears, he couldn’t, no matter what he did.  

“I can help with those; I helped my mom when my grandmother died.” Lydia’s voice cut the silence that was created, mumbles coming from everyone as they planned where they were going to hold the funeral. Scott offering his house, Melissa agreeing. Allison letting Noah know she could take care of letting people know. All while Stiles sat there, ring in his pinky as he cried with his children in his lap, he heard their voices, he just couldn’t understand them.  

“It’s okay not to be okay baby.” There it was, the voice he wanted so desperately to hear. “Maybe you were right.” She spoke before Stiles’ head lifted, he saw her there, sitting next to him, Scott and Allison behind her as they spoke to his dad. “He looks like me.” She gave Stiles a small giggle that broke his heart. “I’m going to miss them, you know.” She continued as she leaned forward, her eyes landing on Amy first. “I’ll never get to help her when she has problems, when she gets her first boyfriend, although I'm sure you’ll do your best to scare them off.” She giggled again, tears still spilling from Stiles’ eyes. “But she’ll get through this, she’s a strong girl, stronger than all of us. Peter won’t understand where I went.” Her voice dropped. “My little boy.” A tear escaped her eye. “He’ll grow up just like you baby, your dad did a great job raising you, you’re going to be great at raising him.” Her eyes met Stiles’ before he shook his head.  

“I can’t.” He whispered out, the voices in the background stopping completely, all eyes now on him. He hadn’t said a word since their arrival. “I can’t.” He shook his head again before sobbing. Amy had been crying already, he hadn’t even realized it. Peter, on the other hand was still silent, his eyes searching for someone to take him from his father’s arms, he didn’t know how to feel. Scott took Peter in his arms before Stiles brought Amy’s face in his hands, his hands covering most of it. “It’s okay bug, it’s okay.” He whispered as his thumb wiped away her never-ending tears. “Don’t cry honey, please.” It only fueled his tears. Her tiny hands came to Stiles’ face as she desperately tried to wipe his tears. Stiles sniffed, grabbing her small hands in his as he brought them to his lips to place a kiss on them. He gave her a kiss on the forehead before standing from the table, bringing her into his arms before looking down at Peter in Scott’s arms. He took Peter into his arms before exiting the kitchen leaving them to talk about everything he didn’t. He walked to the living room, sitting on the couch, Liam had been glued there, he couldn’t be brave like Scott, not right now.  

“Nemo?” Peter’s voice broke the silence in the living room and before Stiles could reply, Liam had gotten up to move towards the television. Peter clapped his hands before settling into Stiles’ lap, Amy moving to sit in the middle as Liam came to sit back down. Neither of them said a word to each other, instead they both looked at the television, not quite paying attention to it, they drifted into their own minds, wondering where the hell they were going to go from here. Stiles occasionally ran his fingers through Peter’s hair, earning a smile from him every once in a while, before he diverted his attention back to the screen.  

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Jordan had gotten a call from Noah only three hours after his visitation at his home, he needed someone to take care of the cleaning at Stiles’ place, he’d agreed, wanting to do anything that could help him and Stiles out during this hard time. He’d just arrived at Stiles’ home, he’d been here earlier in the morning looking for a sign of Isaac, he wasn’t anywhere to be found. As he walked into the home, he couldn’t help but feel strange, he’d discovered multiple bodies in homes before, but this was different for him. He led a group of crime scene cleaners up the stairs to Amy’s room, a trail of blood following from the entrance. Someone must have closed the door when everything had happened. Jordan hadn’t known how severe the fatal wound had been which was why he was surprised to see the blood spattered all over the room. Amy’s bed had been soaked; the blood now dry as it started to give a smell to it. Her toys had blood splatters and the he could have even sworn he saw some of her flesh on the floor. He quickly moved out of the room before letting them do their job. A single noise made him draw his gun as he moved towards the master bed room. He’d heard rustling, it was faint but it was there nonetheless. He slowly opened the door, his gun pointed in front of him as he examined the room. He could have sworn he was hearing things but when he heard it again it led him to the closet, then he heard it again. He made a quick move to open the closet, his eyes wondering all around it, finding absolutely nothing. He shook his head, clearly sleep deprivation was doing things to him. He put his gun back into its holster and walked out of the closet, the picture frame on top of the dresser catching his attention as he moved closer to it. He took it in his hands, examining it, she’d look happy, Stiles and the kids all in the same photo with her. Her smile was piercing, she was always the one to keep everything and everyone together. As he continued to examine the photo a reflection on it caught his eye. He focused on in before turning abruptly finding no one in sight. Shaking his head, he pinched the bridge of his nose before his phone startled him. "Hello?” He spoke into the phone before placing the picture back on the dresser and walking out of the room.  

“We spotted him, three miles out of beacon hills, we couldn’t catch him, bastard was too fast.” A deputy’s voice rambled on before Jordan was running out of the house.  

“I’m on my way, do not engage, he’s considered armed and dangerous.” He didn’t give him the chance to reply as he hung up the phone and climbing into his car and taking off. He was determined to catch Isaac, dead or alive at this point.  

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Stiles and his father were now on the way to the hospital, they’d needed to turn in the paperwork and they wouldn’t accept it from Noah, Stiles was her partner. Amy and Peter had stayed back with Scott and Allison. Lydia and Liam had now gone off to do other things that had to be done, like order the flowers and depressing shit like that. Stiles hadn’t said much, Noah knew this phase and he knew the one that followed would be even worse. “How about we take off after the funeral, huh? To that cabin we went to when you were a kid, Peter and Amy would love it.” Noah’s eyes didn’t shift from the road, he knew he’d start shedding tears the moment he saw the look on his son’s face.  

“Whatever.” Stiles shrugged, his voice low, he didn’t want to think about burying (y/n), his heart broke even more at the thought of seeing her lifeless in a casket for the last time. But he guessed seeing her like that was better than seeing her bleed out in his arms, the image wouldn’t leave his mind, the hole in her chest was hard to forget. He shook the image out of his head before turning his attention to his father. “How long after mom died did it start to feel normal?” His voice broke, he hadn’t remembered much when his mom passed away, but then again, he wasn’t left alone, he’d always had his father, now, he was alone with two kids.  

“It never started to feel normal son.” Noah’s voice too broke as he gulped. “It’s going to hurt, for days, weeks, years, it’ll hurt even after twenty years. But you have two wonderful kids who take after their mother, and when you realize that they’re the closest thing to having her here with you, that’s when you’ll start living again. It’ll always hurt, but with time you’ll learn to live with it.” Noah sobbed and cleared his throat. “I wish I hadn’t had to tell you that, you shouldn’t have to learn to live without her.” Stiles nodded, his own tears slipping from his eyes.  

“We didn’t even get to get married. Or have more kids, I wanted more kids.” Stiles whispered, his head dropping to his hands. “It should have been me.”

“Don’t.” Noah hissed out before pulling to the side of the road, the abrupt stop making Stiles look up. “She didn’t deserve this, no. But if you think she wouldn’t have stopped you from confronting Isaac then you’re out of your mind. She would have done anything to keep you and the kids safe and that’s what she did. She died protecting her family.” He didn’t look at Stiles, instead he rested his head on the steering wheel. They both stayed silent for minutes before Noah pulled back onto the road. They’d arrived at the hospital in a matter of minutes but Stiles wasn’t ready to walk back in there after last night.

“I can’t do this, I can’t.” Stiles spoke lowly once Noah was out of the car.  

“You can do this.” Her voice spoke causing Stiles to look at the rear-view mirror, there she sat in the backseat. “Come on baby, just walk in there, give them the folder and everything else will be taken care of.” Stiles shook his head.

“I don’t want this to be it. I didn’t want to lose you.” He whispered.  

“Oh baby.” She sighed, her eyes closing. “I didn’t want to lose you either. I didn’t want this to happen but I had to do what I did; I would’ve lost my baby girl if I didn’t step in and that would have killed me anyways.” Stiles shook his head not wanting to think what could have happened, not after he’d already lost his love.  

“I can’t do this; I can’t be alone. You were it for me, we were supposed to grow old together, have more kids, I can’t do this!” Stiles’ screams made Noah look back into the car, the sight of his son uncontrollably crying made his heart break. He wanted to do nothing but comfort him but he knew he’d break down with him and right now that’s not what he needed.  

“Stiles.” Her voice was soft, he closed his eyes shaking his head. “I love you, always, never forget that.” And with that, he could tell she was gone. He took five minutes to control his tears, and once he did, he exited the car, folder in hand as he stepped next to his dad, neither of them saying a word as they walked into the building. Melissa was pacing back and forth, her mind racing at what they had just told her.  

“Melissa?” Noah’s voice broke her from her trance and her eyes meeting his before she looked at Stiles.

“What’s going on?” Stiles cleared his throat as he handed her the folder. She took it, placing it on the counter before she sighed.  

“There’s really no easy way to say this but her body, it’s missing.” Her voice rang through Stiles’ ears, there had to be a mistake, surely Melissa had already gone to check herself and that only left more unanswered questions.

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Always knew you / chapter twentytwo

Joe Mazzello x reader

Warning: angst, fighting, nightmares, crying, sex

Comment: Y/N is corrently 23, while Joe is 36.

Summary: you knew Joe all of your life, and as best friends you two always find the way back to each other.

Joe opens the door like nothing happend, but when he sees you sitting next to some suitcases he stops in his movement.

“Hi... you find more stuff? I thought we packed everything out...” his eyes are telling you he feels something is wrong.

“No, we did pack everything out!” You say so quietly, you feel your heart just turned into ice right now.

“Than what are those?” He asks, and you just throw the tabloid in his face. “What the hell are you...” he starts but than he sees the headline.

“So that is why I shouldn’t read all those “bullshits”?!” You scream.

“I can explain!” He holds up his hands.

“Ooh God, you can explain?” You laugh, while holding your hand on your round belly. “It is the worst you can say to a woman, who saw the headlines saying you are cheating on her!”

“She is working for the company I’m coordinating with!” He says.

“The one you have meetings with for months now? And you didn’t told me? How is fucking her?” You ask, and feel your heart breaking.

“I didn’t fuck her, Jesus!” He yells back. “We only had two fucking meeting, I huged her, that is all!”

“You were with her tonight! Am I right?” You ask with tears in your eyes.

“Yeah, it was the second meeting” he can’t look in your eyes.

“I’m out of here!” You grab your bags.

“Wait!” He screams, grabing your hand. “You want to leave like that? I didn’t do anything!”

“You didn’t said anything either!” You cry out.

“What you expected me to do?” He yells at you again.

“I don’t fucking know! Maybe fucking tell me you are working with your fucking ex?” You scream. “I’m your fucking wife... fuck, just months and our princess will be born, and you just do this!” You hold your belly, while crying.

“I didn’t do anything!” He screams with tears falling from his eyes. “I don’t wanna lose you!”

“Me neither, but it is too much for me now!” You look at him. “I want to trust you, but if you act like this, I can’t!”

“I wasn’t about to keep it a secret from you!” His voice is so quiet now, you almost can’t hear him, as he just collapses to sit on the floor.

“Than why didn’t you told me?” You ask looking in his eyes, while you get down too.

“I wanted, but then you were so happy, and I didn’t wanted to make you sad, or upset...” he sniffs.

“You did hurt me now! If you just tell me, maybe I would be upset, but not hurten...” you cut in.

“I’m sorry! I’m really sorry!” He starts to cry again.

“You always do this! Broke my heart and then just cry sorry!” You shake your head.

“It happend once, once and I was just as stupid now, as there!” He tries to swallow his tears.

“What do you want from me?” You sniff, sitting on the floor in tears. “After this, I should just wait until you say sorry for cheating on me?”

“I would never ever cheat on you, Silly!” He climbs closer to you, but you get your hand out of his, as he tries to hold it. “You are the love of my life, my wife, the mother of my children, the air I breath, you are everything for me! Please, please forgive me that I didn’t said anything, it wasn’t ever my purpose to hurt you!” He kisses your cheek, but you just get away from him. “Please don’t rip my heart out! I need you, I can’t... I can’t... I just can’t lose you!”

“Give me time and space!” Your tears are falling from your cheek. “I just don’t know how to process it, and how to process that everyone now thinks you cheated on me!” You bury your face in your hand. “I hate this, I hate our life is so fucking public if we want it or not...”

“I know, I hate this too, I hate when they just make up things from one thing, or they just want to have a say in our life!” He nods. “Do you wish you choose someone else?” He looks on the floor as he can’t even look in your eyes.

“I love you, so it would be hard to choose someone else...” you wishper. “Even I hate you right now!”

“You don’t hate me...” he looks in your eyes.

“No, I don’t...” you let out a sigh.

“Will you leave me?” He sniffs.

“I need time, alone!” You answer.

“I sleep on the couch if it is good for you! You can have our room!” He says with a smile that does not reach his hazel eyes. The hazel eyes you loved so much, still cursed right now.

“I guess, but I just leave these here, in any case!” You nod as you get up, and head to the bathroom. He does not follow you, and you are happy he really leaves you some space to think. You make yourself a warm enough bath, and sit in. “Ooh princess, what should mommy do?” You look at your belly, like you would get an answer. “I don’t want you to come to something like this, and I don’t want you to suffer between us neither!” You wishper. “I want the best for you, even if it hurts me, or your daddy. Ooh I wish I would know what is the best...” you whisper, and hear some sniffing behind the closed door. You don’t say anything to make him realise you hear him. You just sit there in silence. Just some minutes later you hear his loud steps getting away from you.

You just get out of the room, only wearing your towel when you hear him on the phone. “Yes, I ask you to not send Jessica anymore for any meetings with me!” He sighs. “Yes, we were a couple years ago... Yes it is in the past, but it is making my wife uncomfortable, and I totally get it, so I don’t want her to feel this way.” He is covering his face with his hand , you are standing on the top of the stairs, you see him from the back, but he does not realised you are there. “If you can’t make this happen I need to say we can’t work together anymore!” He is almost yelling. “Yes, I will be in tomorrow to sign that shit, bye!”

You walk away before he turns. You get into your bed and hear It’s late from Queen playing so loud downstairs. “It is not fair to use the guys to win me over again!” You shout down from your bed.

“Is it working?” He shouts back.

You just don’t answers, just scroll through the insta stories of today. You don’t get too far when Joe’s comes up. It is a fully black screen with the following on it: “Lovely DM’s, but I’m not a cheater, I never was, and never will be!”

You just put it on your story as you see the fans angry DM’s in your instagram too. You want them to not look at him as a cheater, simply because he is not. You put the caption over it. “Thank you tabloids, but we don’t need your bullshits!”

“It is working!” You hear Joe’s excited screaming.

“Big boy, I try to save your reputation, not get you in my bed!” You shout back.

“That is enough for me today!” Comes the answer.

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Days went by and you were like two ghost in your new house. Joe stayed on the couch everynight, and you never called him to join you, even you missed him so much from there. Everynight as you speak to your unborn daugther you here him sobbing, but he never says a word to make himself known there, until today.

“Oh Princess I miss him too, but you can’t punish me all night long!” You wishper as your baby kicks one more inside your stomach.

“Is she kicking?” You hear Joe’s weak voice from outside of the door.

“Yes!” You indorse.

“I don’t wanna loose you two!” He says, but you can’t answer anything, your heart just aches. “I can’t live without you, my heart is aching all the time, I just want to hug you in my dream. I need you two to make my nightmares disaper again...” he sniffs, while you sit down on the otherside of the door, with your back pushed to it. “I hate myself for doing this to our family!” You feel his words vibratating on the door, and you know he is sitting there just like you. “Oh my little princess I miss feeling your kicks so much...” he moans and you cry out. You cover your mouth to lessen your noise even you are sure he knows you are crying. “I miss kissing your mama, I miss her laughter, and her sweet smile, I’m dying without her!” He cries quietly.

“I’m still here...” you wishper.

“Your body is here, but you can’t look at me like I’m the best thing in your life!” He sniffs.

“I just need time to not ache all the time...” you nod. “Need time to see you as I saw you before, I hope I can...”

“But you still don’t know!” He cries out loud.

“I want to know...” you wishper quietly. “ So badly...”

None of you say a thing, there just silence while you both cry with your back pushed to the door, but than he breaks the silence. “Did you regret that you married me?”

“Never!” You say and get up, to go to your bed you shared with him just a week ago, but now you sleep in it alone. “Good night, my loves!” You wishper both to your husband and to the child under your heart.

“Better night,my loves!” Comes as he stands up and walks down to the couch.

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You are in the kitchen cooking dinner when Joe comes home, he steps behind you almost kissing the top of your head, but before he puts his hand on your hip you feel him hesitating. “I’m still your wife!” You wishper, but he still won’t move. “You can kiss me, hug me, what ever you want to do to greet me!” You sigh.

“Are you sure? Aren’t you still mad at me?” He asks, and as you shake your head he grabs you, and hold you so close. “You are not mad at me?”

“No... I said I needed time, I had my time, and decided!” You say, and you feel him freeze behind you.

“And?” He asks, but than you hear angry knocks on the door. “Who can it be?”

You walk to the door, and open it. “Tom?” Your mouth fell open.

“Where is that bastard?” He gets in, almost making you fell on the floor. He gets to the kitchen where Joe stands. “You...you... I said I will kill you!” He says as he speeds up to get him.

“Tom, wait!” You scream but he punches Joe in the stomach. “Tom!” You scream again as you run there, as he is beating Joe out to the living room. You fell into the couch as he raises his hand and you start to stop him. You see Joe’s eyes darken, and for the first time not only defending himself, but fighting back.

“You can beat me to death, but you can’t hurt my wife!” He yells, and you see Tom stoping, looking at you realising what he did.

“I’m sorry sis!” He says, getting to you, but you see Joe collapsing behind him. Your heart stops, but your legs are faster then ever.

“Joe!” You scream, and when you get to him, you see he is still conscious. “Babe, are you alright?” You start to tap him, for possible injuries.

“I’m okay, but are my girls alright?” He asks as he sits up, putting his hand on your belly.

“Yes, we are great...” you nod as you hug him.

“Y/N, I’m so sorry...” starts Tom with guilt on his face.

“Stop, you missunderstood the situacion, turn on protection mode and seen nothing else around you. I know you, I know you didn’t meant to push me away.” You nod.

“I did not missunderstood anything, I still wanna kill this Shit here!” He wishpers between his teeth.

“No you won’t kill my husband, you won’t hurt him, he did nothing!” You answer, still shaking on the floor from the last minutes happenings.

“But I saw...”

“Yeah, the tabloids, nothing happend!” Nods Joe.

“The pictures with Jessica says otherwise!” Yells your brother.

“Tom, they had a meeting, but he broke up the arrangement with the company...” Joe turns to you suprised, he never had the courage to bring it up. “I heard you on the phone, I was standing on the top of the stairs.” You smooth some redish hair out of his face.

“That doesn’t mean he did nothing, I saw the pictures!” Your brother forces otherwise.

“I did too, yeah they huged that is all!” You nod.

“Are you sure?” He asks lowering his voice.

“Yes I’m!” You nod. “You should have called me before you come here like a maniac!”

“Sorry sis! You know I want to best for you!” He wishpers. “I feel like if I don’t protect you noone will...”

“I can protect myself, but I have someone who is looking after me” you smile at him.

“Sorry Buddy for beating you up.” He says.

“No biggie!” Joe offers a hand to your brother who takes it, and even help him up from the floor. You hear him groan in pain, but he grabs your hand to get you up too, and as you are standing his hand is landing instantly on your belly, protective as always.

Your brother hugs you, and after this you see something you haven’t seen in a while, he hugs your husband. “I’m sorry again, I let the anger drive me without asking, I promise it won’t happen again!” He looks at you two, before he closes the door behind himself.

Joe turns to you but you can’t say anything, you can’t look in his eyes, it was like riping of a new wound. It just kind of healed and now you faced it again.

“You feel sad again?” His voice is so quiet, and he continues as you nod. “I understand, it seems like I stay on the couch tonight still!”

“We can still eat dinner together...” you wishper.

“Sounds great!” He says but his voice tells otherwise.

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You stand on the street holding your hand on your belly, waiting for Joe to arrive. You know he supposed to be here already, so you call him, but he is not picking up the phone.

As you put your phone in your pocket you see him getting out of a cab one corner ahead of you. You wave to him, as he is looking for you. You get pushed by some running guy, you almost fall on the side walk, but when you look up your whole body freeze.

“Joe!” You scream but you are late, the man who bumped into you get a gun out and shoot him.

“Joe!” You scream in sweat, in your bed. The door shots open just when you open your eyes.

“What’s wrong?” Joe runs to you in a second and start to look for anything unusual on your body.

“Sorry, I had a nightmare!” You shiver. “I didn’t meant to scare you!” You wishper with tears in your eyes as he holds you in his arms.

“Don’t be Silly, it is okay!” He nods. “I’m here now, I’m here and noone can hurt you ever again!” He mumbles into your hair as he kisses your forhead.

You press yourself into his arms, and let the tears fall down. He hushes you, smoothing on your arm back and fort. “Someone shoot you in my dream...” you wishper.

“It was just a bad dream, I’m here you can feel. “ he wishpers.

“I want to feel!” You sit up and turn in his lap keeping him between your legs.

“Wait... what...aah...” he can’t finish his words as you grab his member through his boxer. “Hey, Hey!” He moans as you get your panties down. “What are youuuuuu...” He can’t finish again as you get down his boxer and you feel his skin on your skin. “Whaat...”

“I want to feel you inside me, now! I need it, I need you!” You moan in his mouth as you slide down on his cock.

He lets out a painful moan. “Oh Y/N!”

You grab him closer and he shivers as you kiss him hard. The need for him just hit you, in a matter of a second, and you are devastated. You are already on the edge as he cups your face, and looks in your eyes. “I love you, Y/N!”

“I love you too... Joe!” You scream his name as you cum.

To be continued...

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How the Lights Shine So Colorful and Bright

I hope that this satisfies. It just ended up being a bunch of cute fluff. This is actually two parts. Part one is just Rami X Reader and some quality time, the second part is Dad!Rami X Kids X Reader. Fyi, they have four kids in this one. :) Whoops. Busy little horn dogs. 

Warnings: implied/mentioned sex, and just a lot of cute fluffiness. I cried writing a part of this. 

These are just two separate HC’s totaling about 2k words

Rami X Reader

For the record I am not from NY, nor have I ever been to NY, so anything that is listed in here is sourced straight from a quick Google search.

Word Count: 1060 words (Part One)

You and Rami had escaped to New York in early December. He had some promotional work that he had to do, and he also said that you were overdue for some one-on-one quality time

You stayed behind in the hotel sleeping in for the first time in nearly six years, having four kids is exhausting, while he went to work. The twins, your toddler, and the baby

When he finally came back from fulfilling his work obligations he found you still in bed, dead asleep and he couldn’t help the quiet chuckle that escaped him.

He shrugged off his coat, and took his shoes off before he carefully climbed into the bed with you.

“Hey sleepyhead.” he says, as he gently brushes your hair back from your face.

“If no one is bleeding, dying, or the house isn’t on fire then please leave mommy alone!” you mumble out.

He laughs loudly and you open your eyes. 

“How was work?” you mumble out.

“It was fine. It’s always kind of fun doing the initial promo stuff. Buttttttttt, now that I’m free for the rest of the day I was thinking that maybe we could go get something to eat, and then maybe you know... because it’s been awhile since we’ve... ya know. I have plans for us tonight though.

Your day passes by all to quickly between shopping, eating, and having the hot sex you two were so overdue and that next thing you know it’s getting late. 

You had both taken a brief nap after one particular round of vigorous sex, so you were both charged up and ready for whatever he had planned.

He gets into the closet and pulls out a garment bag, and tells you to put the dress that is inside the bag on. 

You draw in a sharp breath, and then almost start to cry as you open the bag.  “Baby, where did you find this dress?”

“I found an old picture of the two of us and you were wearing it, and you know, I know people. So I had this dress made for you. I know how much that dress meant to you. You were wearing it when we first met, on our first date, when I asked to be my girlfriend, the first time we kissed, it’s also the dress I took off of you the first time the we had sex. When you lost everything in that house fire, you told me how that dress and your grandmother's copy of Pride & Prejudice were the only things that meant anything to you.”

You threw your arms around his neck and brought your lips to his. That is just how amazing your husband is, he would do anything like this for anyone that he loved. 

“So get dressed YN, because we have plans.”

You got dressed really quickly and taking his hand you both headed out the door of your hotel. 

Usually when you visit the city you both take public transportation, but not today. He had hired a car with a driver. You try to ask him what he was up to, and then it dawns on you.

“Baby are we.. are we going to go look at the Christmas lights?”

“Yes.”

“That’s just like-omg-I love you so much!!” you feel the tears wanting to start again, as you lean into his shoulder.

“Yes, just like our first date.We were both so broke, and I was so excited when you didn’t want to ditch me after that. That other guy that really liked you was rich, and I thought that there was no chance in hell that you’d ever want to see me again.”

“Oh baby. I had the biggest crush on you and we’d just never met, only ever seen each other from a distance. I never thought that I had a chance in hell because you were and still are the most beautiful man that I’ve ever seen.”

He kisses your temple, just as the car pulled over.

We’re at Rockefeller Center. You got out,and walked around for a bit. Admiring the giant Christmas tree and all of the other sights and sounds around us. 

When you were standing as close to the bottom of the tree as was possible, he took out his phone and angled the camera to capture you both in a selfie. 

An older gentleman and his wife were walking by and they stopped and offered to take a few pictures of the two of you. 

He presses another kiss to your temple, and then takes your hand in his. 

Your husband was so caring and gracious, that when a couple of fans spotted him, he happily agreed to take a few photos with them. You offered to take them and they declined and asked you to be in the picture too.

After spending a little while in one location, he’d have you back in the car and off to the next.

This time he shuffled you off to Bryant Park. The skating rink, with the NY Public Library looming in the distance, and all the little ways that the area was lit up. The random decorations around, the cool night air wanting you to just lean into him. The different vendors that were set up along the way.

The last location of the night was for a stroll down Fifth Avenue, mostly just so that you can look at all the displays in the windows, and the way things were decorated so meticulously. 

Your night ended with dinner at a restaurant close to your hotel, walking back in the chilly night air.

Walking, hand in hand, just like all those years ago. You really couldn’t have asked for a better date night. 

“YN, all the bright lights could never shine any brighter than you, or my love for you.”

He stops you in the middle of the sidewalk, others around you huffing in irritation as they had to maneuver around you; he reaches up to cup the back of your neck as your body practically melts into his. The kiss you shared was so sweet yet full of passion.

You rest your head on his shoulder. “This was the best date that we’ve had in a long time. Maybe we should strip it down more often, and just do things the cheap and simple way like we used to Rami.”

“I couldn’t agree more.”

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Part Two

Dad!Rami X Kids X Reader

Go to the LA Zoo Lights - for the record I’ve never been there, never done that, I hope it’s not disappointing. I did a basic Google search and got some information about this. I hope for those of my readers that have been, that it is accurately described.

Word Count: 1056

“Daddy!!!! I wanna go to the zoo!!” your oldest two started yelling repeatedly, in unison

“We will go in just a minute, mommy is just finishing changing the baby.”

The sun had just barely set, everyone fed, and now you two were getting ready to round up your crew of kiddos to get them in the car.

They had been excited about going to the zoo in the dark for a week. It’s all they’ve talked about.

The twins were bouncing off the walls, your toddler was having a meltdown because she wanted to wear her pink sparkly shoes, but they were nowhere to be found, so she had to wear her purple sparkly shoes instead. 

The baby had just pooped after being fed, so you were finishing changing him and then everyone was set to go.

Sometimes you and Rami joke about how crazy you had been to have kids so close in age, but parenthood was something he wore just as well as he wore those fancy suits.

Rami was trying to keep your three oldest entertained as you dealt with the baby.

Walking into the living room, you couldn’t help but to laugh. Rami was on the floor with three kids on top of him.

“Heeeellllllllllllpppppppppppp meeeeeeeeeee!!!” he dramatically cried out, waiting for you to come to his rescue.

With a loud sigh you set the baby down on his play mat on the floor before walking over to your husband. 

You grabbed your toddler and one of the twins and began to tickle them.

“My heroooo!” Rami laughed, as he gave you a kiss, standing up. Scooping the other twin into his arms and tossing him in the air. 

“Soooo… who is ready for some zoo lights? And maybe some ice cream after if it’s not too late and you behave?!”

The two oldest stopped in their tracks and started screaming, which caused your toddler to start screaming, which made the baby cry.

Rami just laughed, as he scooped your infant off the floor and into his arms. 

Grabbing the diaper bag that was full to bursting with everything that would possibly be needed for an evening away from the house, along with the stroller, baby carrier, and the backpack, you grab your small army and head to the car. 

You are a minivan family. Rami hated it at first, but once he realized there was no way in hell that you were all gonna fit in the small SUV you had, he had begrudgingly agreed and bought the minivan

You were strapping in the twins, while Rami was wrestling with your toddler, the baby having already been strapped in to his car seat and snapped into the base of his car seat.

Rami drove you all to the zoo, where the twins excited screeching was just getting louder by the minute, the toddler just jabbering away about who knows what, God bless your infant son who was blissfully asleep amongst all the chaos.

You two learned the hard way about 6 months ago, to keep everyone strapped in until you were ready to go. Rami was on twin patrol, and you would handle the stroller and wear the baby. 

You climb into the van and get the twins out, they had their instructions to stand next to the van, and hold hands. Next came the toddler who was promptly situated in the stroller, and lastly the baby that couldn’t be bothered to wake up, while being strapped into the carrier, grabbing his blanket to cover his tiny body. 

Rami took the twins ahead, to go get everyone’s tickets, while you got the two youngest taken care of.

You could hear your twins Oooohing and Ahhhhing at the entrance already, and you smiled sweetly, knowing that this was going to be a great decision.

Rami let the twins lead the way, as only certain parts of the zoo were open during the zoo lights.

Watching the kids faces light up in wonder and amazement at what they were seeing.

The lights were bright and fun, the lighted tunnels were a favorite. 

You never would have thought that this would have ended up being your lives, but you wouldn’t have it any other way. 

Rami only got upset once during the evening when a fan approached and asked for a photograph, to which Rami politely declined stating that he was out with his family. You almost stepped in and offered to allow him to take the picture, but he was firm in his ‘no’ because he didn’t want them to accidentally snap any pictures of the kids.

He would get so mad when someone would catch photos of him and the kids, and post them online.

He was always so adamant that he wanted the kids to be as far removed from his ‘celeb’ life as referred to it, as possible. 

The kids knew their dad didn’t have a normal job, but they didn’t know exactly what he did, and he wanted it that way, until they got a little older. 

He never allowed the kids to live a ‘jet set’ life, choosing to allow them to have as much consistency and normalcy as normal childhood allowed. The only time you all traveled was when Rami’s job took him away from home longer than a month, and that was because he always insisted that he hated being away for so long. He used to just travel back and forth, but that became incredibly taxing on him, after the first couple of times, it was decided that travelling as a family unit was for the best.

The kids still got to see various parts of the world, and he always made it a learning adventure. Learning about different cultures, food, history, and languages. 

The adventure at the zoo was only supposed to take somewhere between 60-90 minutes, but of course, the twins and their never ending curiosity made the whole evening end up lasting about two and a half hours. By the time you were all heading back to the car all the kids were definitely exhausted and ready for bed. 

You barely made it out of the parking lot of the zoo and all four kids were out cold. 

You and Rami just smiled at each other, and high-fived, another successful family adventure for the books.

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Rz I’m deeply curious and I can’t find it anywhere on your blog or ao3. Can you please write for me Jeaha’s reaction to learning that Lina knows about the dragon’s blood sapping his life?

Sure thing! (Sorry this took me so long work is evil)

“Daddy!”Lina ran up quickly and hugged her father’s legs tightly once she saw him,trying hard to hide her face since she had been crying before.

 “Whoa therelittle treasure, what’s with the bear hug?” Jae-ha chuckled, bending down topick up his little girl. “Did you miss papa or something? I wasn’t gone thatlong scouting.” He smiled and kissed her cheek.

 “No just Ireally want to hug you right now…” Lina whimpered, hugging her father tight.

 Yona frownedas she approached her husband. “Jae-ha… There’s something I need to tell you-“she was cut off when Yoon and Valerie called for her help with supper. Shepursed her lips as her husband chuckled.

 “Go aheadlove, you can tell me later.” Jae-ha smiled, petting his wife on the head. “HeyLina dear, how about we have another jumping lesson?” he offered.

 “Really?”the little Ryokuryuu lit up at that.

 “Of course.”He smiled and leaned into kiss Yona before walking off with his daughter. “We’llbe right back dearest.”

 “Ryokuryuu’snot feeling well, he really shouldn’t push himself.” Zeno sighed.

 “Knowing himhe’s just being stubborn, he might be coming down with a cold or something dueto being a bit away from Kouka right now.” Yoon shrugged.

 Valerieblinked as she noticed Yona’s scowl. “Something wrong Yona sweetie?”

 “Yes…” Yonaglared as she stormed up to both Kija and Zeno. “You two… Lina heard you whenyou were talking about Jae-ha’s condition earlier.”

 Kijastiffened at that. “P-Princess you mean she heard that-“

 Zeno lookedworried as well. “Un-oh. Zeno must be slipping he didn’t sense little Ryokuryuunearby so…”

 Yoon’s eyeswidened. “What? Lina heard them so she knows that- YOU IDIOTS!” he snapped. “Youtwo should know better we’ve been trying to keep that from her no little childshould find out her parent is dying especially for the reason why Jae-ha isgrowing weaker!”

 “Lad is mad….”Zeno whimpered.

 “I don’tblame him, or Yona sweetie.” Valerie growled. “If it were Ura finding outsomething like that I’d want to break both your necks.”

 “We allagreed NOT to talk about that for Lina’s sake! I can’t believe you two were socareless…” Yona sighed, holding her head. “You both know Jae-ha doesn’t like usworrying about it and he didn’t want her to find out for at least a few moreyears…”

 “We’re sorryprincess…” Kija whimpered. “It’s just Zeno said Jae-ha missed a jump reallybadly today and Lina was saying she felt weird so…”

 Zenofrowned. “… Zeno is just trying to watch out for when Ryokuryuu is… Going toleave us. Zeno is sorry.” He bowed.

 Yona sighedand looked off to where her husband and daughter left, seeing her little girljumping up towards the trees. “…. I know, I just didn’t want this burden on hershoulders because I know how she’s going to feel despite talking to her aboutit…”

 “Daddy watchI can get higher!” Lina cheered as she leapt up to one of the highest trees.

 “I’m comingtreasure, just wait.” Jae-ha laughed, jumping along after her but then hesneezed, missing his jump and just barely grabbing a branch to break his fall abit… But then the branch broke, unable to support his weight as he kissed the grassbelow when he crashed.

 “DADDY!”Lina shrieked as she leapt down to his side. “Are you ok?! Oh daddy I’m sosorry it’s all my fault!” she bawled out crying.

 “Huh? Linadear whatever are you talking about?” Jae-ha chuckled as he sat up, shaking hishead. “Daddy just missed a jump that’s all, it happens that’s not your-“

 “It’s my faultyou’re dying!” Lina sobbed, hugging him tightly as she cried. “I’m sorry daddy!I don’t want to lose you! Don’t leave me and mommy alone I don’t want you togo! Tell the dragon gods I don’t have to be a Dragon Warrior or anything likethat just let me keep you!”

 “Lina….” Jae-ha’seyes widened, petting his little girl on the head. “Lina sweetheart calm down,look at me…” he pulled her back, drying her tears with his thumbs as he heldher face. “Treasure what are you talking about? Daddy isn’t going anywhere, sowhere did you get this idea that-“

 “I heardUncle Kija and Uncle Zeno talking… They said I’m taking you leg away!” Linasobbed, her little hands clutching to his robes. “They said that when a newdragon gets all the powers the old dragon dies when they get weaker, and theywere worried you might be going in a few years! I don’t want you to die daddy!”tears flooded her eyes as she kept on crying her heart out.

 Jae-hastiffened at that, a part of him wanting to go back and growl at his dragonbrothers for letting his little girl find this out, and two for doing the verything he told them years ago not to, worry about his unpredictable death andlet it bring everyone down. He sighed though as his daughter was his first priorityand he needed to calm her down, but he was still upset over the fact he reallydidn’t want her to find this out so young… “Lina dear, listen to me… This isn’tsomething you can help and look at me…” he said, holding her face and lookingright into her eyes. “This is not your fault. I don’t ever want you to blame yourselffor this, ok? Your mother has already been blaming herself for this for yearsno matter how much I’ve told her it isn’t. It just… Happens because of thisdragon’s blood has decided I’m not a good enough protector for your mommyanymore because I’m getting old.” He sighed, holding her close.

 “But you’rethe best protector for mama ever!” Lina whimpered. “Why would the dragon’sblood think that?!”

 “Becausesadly with age we do get slower little one, and as far as the gods areconcerned an old slower dragon isn’t suited for protecting someone as importantas your mother is.” Jae-ha sighed, trying his best to explain it to the small child.“See by the time you grow up into a fine warrior your papa isn’t going to beyoung anymore, so that’s probably why it’s chosen you to continue in my place….Just that when my powers pass to you, it takes my life with it. Nobody canreally stop it, it’s just the way things are and it’s been happening forhundreds of years.”

 “But why doesit have to happen?” Lina whimpered. “Why can’t we all stay together forever?”

 “Oh I wishwe could love, but that’s what makes life worth living, knowing that there is abeginning and an end my precious treasure.” Jae-ha smiled, kissing her foreheadwhile playing with one of her pigtails. “Sadly all good things come to an end,and it just happens my life will end before you and your mother’s, but I’llwait for you both in heaven and we’ll be together again. Really Lina, had itnot been you another Ryokuryuu would have been born, and I’d much rather givemy power and life to my treasure than some stranger, after all you’re far morebeautiful than I am.” He joked, poking her nose.

 But Lina didn’tlaugh, she kept on crying. “But daddy how can you be so happy when I’m thereason you’re dying?” she sobbed. “You have to hate me for that right?”

 “Ohtreasure, you couldn’t be more wrong.” Jae-ha chuckled, shaking his head as hehugged her close. “Do you think papa’s been lying to you all this time? I loveyou and your mother with all my heart, you’re the most precious things in my lifeand I wouldn’t trade either of you for anything. The day you were born was thehappiest day of my life.”

 “Nuh-un,that can’t be. You knew you were dying when I was born with my leg right?” Linawhimpered.

 “Lina dear,let me tell you something.” Jae-ha adjusted her to sit in his lap, hugging hertight. “The day before you were born your mother and Grandma Yoon were capturedby some bad men that wanted to do some terrible things to them… Even kill them.”He frowned just recalling that day. “That night and the next day myself and allyour uncles were frantic, looking everywhere to find them but we couldn’t… Andwe were almost too late, your mother and Grandma Yoon wouldn’t be with us rightnow if it weren’t for one person.”

 “Who’s thatdaddy?” Lina asked, sniffling.

 “You, treasure.”Jae-ha smiled, bopping her nose. “You were born, and because of the Ryokuryuudragon blood inside of you, I found you instantly and you lead us right to yourmother and Grandma Yoon. We saved their lives because of you, and because youwere born a dragon. So see? Of course I loved you from the first day you wereborn, you saved your beautiful mother’s life along with Yoon, you did a bravething and came out of your mommy’s tummy early because you sensed they were in dangerand did what you had to call me and your uncles to save the day. Your first actin life was protecting your mama, I think that makes you the best Dragon Warriorof all, and I’d gladly trade my life for that.” He smiled and kissed her cheek.“That’s why you’re my precious little treasure, and I’ve loved you everydaysince you were born and nothing will change that. I’m sorry I can’t be with youforever but just know that everyday I’m proud of you and the happiest man aliveto be your fathter.”

 “Daddy….”Lina sobbed, crying even more now as she hugged him again. “Daddy I love you somuch! I wish you didn’t have to leave me!”

 “Now, nowtreasure, I’m not going anywhere just yet.” Jae-ha chuckled, petting her on thehead. “I’m only starting to get a little weak, I’ve still got a few more goodyears in me. The Green Dragon before me lived 6 more years so I just have tobeat his record because he lived that long and he didn’t have the most beautifuldragon of all as his daughter! You should know very well we Ryokuryuu are stubborn,after all you have that plus your mother’s stubbornness inside you.” He teased.

 “… Daddy,you’ll stay with us as long as possible right…?” Lina whimpered. “Do you knowhow long…?”

 “I’m afraidnot, Lina dear, but I do know one thing…” Jae-ha smiled, holding her close. “We’llmake everyday count and leave you with as many happy memories to look back onwhen I’m not here anymore. And you can make sure your mommy doesn’t stay lonelyafter I’m gone. Plus you have to look after your little brother or sister whenthey’re born, right?” he joked. “I promise Lina, I’ll try everything it takesto stay by your side and watch you become a beautiful woman, after all it wouldbe such a crime to not see you blossom with how beautiful you already are.”

 “Oh daddy….I love you so much!” Lina sniffed, hugging her father tight again.

 Jae-hasmiled, stroking her hair. “I love you too, my precious little treasure.”

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Can I request a fanfiction about mc meeting her absurd father that killed her mother and she had to run away from him and then he find her again and wants to kill her so that he can be free from the burden thanks !

My father

 Of course you can! I like this idea! I hope you like it too! Have a nice day!! Ah! And since you didn’t say with who, I just decided to write it for Jumin! If anyone would like to read it for other characters, please tell me! 

Jumin understood that not everyone wanted to appear in the TV. But, he never knew if there was a real reason. He wished, he would have known. It was a long day, C&R had to bear with the press once again since Chairman Han was involved in a scandal again. You knew that he was stressed and tired and so, you couldn’t be selfish. You knew that the news would wait at C&R but still, you went to visit him in order to support him. Four hours later you wished, you would have been selfish. ,,Are you Mr Han‘s wife?“ ,,Are you Han Mc?“ a lot of reporter asked you the same questions while they tried to make pictures of you. You ignored them and hide behind the guards. You always wanted to have at least five bodyguards. Jumin liked this. He wanted to keep you save. But he knew, everything could happen. He needed bodyguards. He was happy that you accepted them. You entered the building and asked the receptionist about Jumin‘s stay. ,,Good afternoon, Mrs Han. Your husband should be in his office.“ she answered kindly and respectfully. ,,Thank you for your hard work, Hanae.“ you answered and walked over to Jumin’s place. Even before you could knock at his door, he opened the door and hugged you. He buried his face in your neck and sighed loudly. You noticed Jaehee behind his back who was smiling at you. You smiled back before you hugged your Husband back. You stroked his black hair and whispered kind words into his ear ,,It’s okay, Jumin. It’s okay.“ 

,,Why did you come over?“ he asked you as he slipped his hot coffee Jaehee just prepared. You took his hand and stroked it ,,I‘m your wife and Chairman Han‘s daughter in law. Why should I let you alone in this time? We‘re a family.“ you responded. ,,But Mrs Han-“ Jaehee stopped her sentence as she saw your angry look. Jumin had to chuckle as soon as he saw your happy face when his assistant started her sentence again, this time using your name. ,,Mc, I thought you hated the Media.“ you widened your eyes. You were shocked. ,,Eh?“ you tried to speak. ,,The news, while you came to C&R they took some pictures of you….“ Jumin explained. ,,No…..“ you mumbled. You just realized how dumb your act was. You were trembling now, your whole body. Your face went pale and your mouth became dry. What did you just do…? ,,Mc? Is everything all right?“ Jumin was worried. He was afraid. Why were you that horrified? ,,No…yes, I mean. I‘m alright….I think, I just forgot to feed Elizabeth…“ you tried to make your excuses as credible as possible but deep in your heart, you knew, you failed. ,,Mr Han. We should get going. We need to talk to the press now…“ Jaehee tried to break the silent moment. Your best friend didn’t notice your big lie but, would it have changed something if she had noticed….? ,,Well. I don’t want to disturb you. I just wanted to see if you were alright. I will be waiting at home, Jumin. I love you!“ you kissed him. It was weird but Jumin believed, that this kiss was a good bye kiss. His last kiss. He believed, that your whole fear was into that very kiss. He could feel your heart beat but…was it quicker than always? He couldn’t remember…..

,,So….you actually married the CEO in line?“ a deep voice asked you. Dirty as ever, you thought. But, this wasn’t your imagination, it was real. His voice was there, you knew. Flashbacks came back, your mother screaming, yelling at you, cursing everything and everyone. ,,GO AWAY! Scat!“ she yelled with an angry look. ,,No mommy! I won’t leave you here alone…!“ you cried and tried to hug her. She placed both hands on your shoulders,,You need to stay strong, for Mommy, okay? Just run, don’t look back. Just run and hide. Go to the police…but don’t come back…!“ she whispered before she kissed you on your cheeks, nose and forehead. ,,I love you. I‘m sorry, Mc.“ she whispered before she helped you to escape. To escape from hell. Your hands were still trembling. You didn’t even cry, you already cried, nothing left your eyes anymore. You looked like a zombie with your pale face. It was cold, you forgot your jacked but your fears helped you. You forgot your pain. You did something your mother told you not to do-you looked back. You looked back as you heard a loud shriek. A woman’s shriek reverberated through the wood. You kept running. You just went away. You hoped deeply, that she shrieked because she was just scared but again, you knew deep in your heart, this hope faded away a long time ago. 

,,How did you enter the building?“ you asked the murderer. ,,Well, daddy can do anything, right, cutie?“ he laughed as he approached you. ,,My dad is involved in a scandal right now and indeed, he can do everything.“ you answered annoyed. ,,Really? Then, who am I? Do you want to know?“ he whispered in your ear. You stayed still. You didn’t even flinch. You were too afraid to flinch. You just closed your eyes.But nothing changed. It was dark when your eyes were open, and it was dark right now. ,,Your murderer.“ he laughed evilly. He packed your throat and strangled you lightly. He wanted to make it as painful as possible. You tried to reject his strong, big hands. You scratched them and tried to kick him. You knew how good he was at thinks like that, actually. You saw how he killed your big brother and you saw, how he scared your mom with this act. He was going to make it painful for you. He laughed. ,,Yes, the next burden is finally away. I‘m free. You‘re all free…the slut you named mom, the ass you named Oppa and you, you big, ugly trash…your mother thought she could change me with two children…haha…no….never….You destroyed my perfect life. Sex and drugs, women and men, games, money…everything in vain. For what? You…! You thought, now that you married this big dick, you could enjoy your fucking life? No…you’re wrong…“ he laughed once more. You were about to faint, you knew you were about to die. You tried to think about the happy memories with Jumin and the RFA. You tried to die with a smile but it was impossible…. you died with a scared look. 

BAM 

The pressure lessened. Fresh air entered your lung. But still, you fainted. A soft cry woke you up. Something warm was holding your little hand. Was this heaven? Was your brother comforting you? Was your mom crying for you? You didn’t know. But you felt comfortable. You wanted to let your eyes closed but….you wanted to see them just once more. You opened the eyes, a bright light approached you. Your mother smiled at you, tears in her eyes while she whispered something. A big hand was on her shoulder, she stroked a man, your brother. He also smiled at you. ,,Bye…’’ you heard them before you saw your husband’s dark eyes filled with tears. He was holding your hand. ,,Jumin…’’ you croaked. ,,Psst…I’m happy that you’re awake…just rest…I will watch over you…’’ he whispered. And you really fell asleep. 

Two weeks passed already and you told Jumin the whole truth. Your father killed both your brother and your mom. You could escape but after he saw you in the news he knew where you were. Jumin was a bit disappointed that you didn’t tell him sooner but he accepted your choice. He took care of your dad. He cancelled the conference and came home sooner. You appeared a bit troubled. His feeling was right, you were troubled. The very moment he saw you there, almost dying, he acted without thinking and beat him up. ,,Thank you, Jumin…I’m so sorry for not telling you..it’s just that I was scared….I thought, you would leave me…!’’ you confessed. ,,Mc, please don’t think like that…! I would never leave you! I won’t…trust me a bit more! i love you so much, really…!’’ 

[rudemaidenswrite]

Ice Cold Mind Games

Part 6

Written by: @bookchic20 and @sylvanasthebansheequeen

Warnings: language and slight sexual implications

Italics are what the professor says in someones head

-A couple days later le time skip-

“Ugh I hated that me, you, and Kurt had class today plus Alex was in training all day and nobody was with her.” Jessie complains to Peter as they start walking towards the med bay to visit with Stacie.

“They even had my schedule so packed that I didn’t even had time to run down and see her even with my super speed.” Peter says clearly annoyed with the situation. “I don’t think my schedule has ever been that busy. I seriously don’t know why they had me doing so much extra crap today.”

“Right like what the heck are they thinking. I mean I know she’s in a coma and all but I still want to make sure one of us is with her like as much as possible.” Jessie continues as the door to the med bay slides open. “Huh shouldn’t Hank or someone be down here keeping an eye on her vital signs or whatever?”

“Hey guys long time no see.” Wade exclaims from his spot on an empty bed, around a mouthful of blueberry lollipop.

There was a short moment of silence where Jessie and Peter looked around the room for Stacie, quickly noticing that she was nowhere to be seen and that Wade was in fact sitting on the bed that previously belonged to Stacie.

And then Jessie exploded. “Where is she?!” Jessie screeches. “What happened to her?! What is going on!?” Jessie rants not taking a breath grabbing a box sitting on the counter and throwing it a Wade’s face, knocking Wade backwards off the bed he was occupying.

“Jessie, hey Jessie calm down. Give him a second to answer.” Peter says grabbing Jessie and holding her back from launching herself at Wade.

“Yeah calm down it's not nice to go around throwing stuff and breaking peoples lollies.” Wade whines like a small child.

“Rampage!” Jessie says as she hurls a large snowball at Wade hitting him in the stomach.

“Look all I know is that Iron Sides, Furball and Crotchy Grandpa put on her on The Blackbird and took off! I don’t know where they went!” He wheezed.

“Stop talking nonsense Wilson and just tell me where they took her.” Jessie yells at him not noticing Colossus slip into the room.

“Во��ьми этот кекс.” (Here take this cupcake.) Collosus extended his hand to Jessie.

She looked up at Colossus. Her face softened. “There isn’t a cupcake.”

“I read on the intranet that you should give an angry person imaginary cupcake.”

“That has to be like the worst advice solution thing ever.”

“Maybe but you are not angry anymore дорогая.” (dear.)

“I…well…well played big guy well played.” Jessie says.

“Wait does everyone know Russian besides me because I am completely confused.” Wade asks, looking back and forth between everyone.

“Da.” Everyone responds.

“Well fuck you I don’t want to be in your club anyways.” Wade says getting up. “I’m gonna go back and hang with the Avengers maybe see what Petey’s up to.”

“No, you can not right now.” Colossus says grabbing Wade by the arm as he tries to leave.

“Why not I wanna see my Petey.” Wade says annoyed.

“Um… because you cant.” He says jerking his head towards Jessie and Peter very obviously. “We are down three staff members and we need all the help we can get.” Colossus says unconvincingly.

“Um.. what was that? You don’t want the readers to know that Stacie was taken to the Avengers training facility in Upstate New York just off U.S. route 20 at 555 Lantern Lane, Syracuse, New York 13204. Oh that’s right you guys aren’t supposed to find out for a couple more pages, when she’s actually getting healed by the machine thingy that healed Hawkeye in Age of Ultron after he got shot in the side. Man I kinda miss that archer. I’m going to have to look him up and see if he wants to hang. Ok well I won’t tell them that for sure now.” Wade says while Collosus stares at him in disbelief. “Shit was that out loud.” He says before looking over to where Jessie and Peter had just been standing moments before. “Oh oops.” Wade says shrugging his shoulders.

Collosus sighs grabbing his phone before dialing the professor’s number, Charles answered after the second ring. “Um…sir the thing you said that Wade would do well yeah he let them know where you all are. And they disappeared probably on their way with Kurt, and more than likely Alex. Sorry.”

“Ok we will bring them back when we are done here just please keep an eye on the rest of the students and let the other teachers know where they are.” The Professor says before hanging up. Looking at the others in the room the Professor sighs before approaching them. “It seems that we will be having a few more visitors shortly.”

“Wait you told more people about this place it supposed to be a secret.” Tony says annoyed. “I’m sorry Mr. Stark, but it seems like our mutual friend Wade let the location slip to a few of our students.” The Professor starts to explain.

“Mutual! Mutual my ass, he isn’t allowed anywhere near here. Ever since the pancake incident.” Tony stomped his foot and pouted.

Ana stepped forward. “Actually the pancake incident was my fault. I wanted pancakes.”

“Ermergerd. Hank seriously? I dyed my hair blue to match you. And you have brown hair.” Lucine announced her entrance into the med bay.

“Yeah sure. Just everyone come in here. It’s not like anything is happening in here or anything.” Tony said exasperated.

“Lucine your hair is always blue.” Ana rolled her eyes.

“Hersh up Solana.”

Hank embraced Lucine. “Well I had to make a new batch of suppressants and what better way to test it than on myself. And I realize how horrible that sounds now that I’m saying it out loud. Why am I still talking out loud?”

“Wait up Lucine.” Steve says as he walks in the room behind his wife. “Oh so sorry we didn’t mean to interrupt.”

“Um, speak for yourself Steve. I live to interrupt Tony plus Hank and the Professor are here and I haven’t seen them in forever.” Lucine whines.

“You saw me two months ago.” Hank starts before Lucine presses her finger to his mouth.

“Shhh Shhh Hank that’s forever in my time.”

“Anyway, it is an honor to meet you sir.” Steve says shaking the Professors hand.

“And you too Captain I’ve heard many a great things about you” The Professor says with a nod and a smile.

Logan coughed making his presence known to the rest of the room. “I’m here too ya know.”

Lucine groaned. “Yes we are all aware of your presence Mr. Howlett, we are however choosing to ignore it while you skulk around in the corner.”

He growled and crossed the room to Lucine in two strides. “Lucine.”

She straightened herself up and glared up at him. “Logan.”

“Ana!” Solana jumped in between the pair, trying to lighten the mood.

Unprompted and in unison the pair replied. “Not now Ana. Mommy and Daddy are fighting.”

Solana looked confused. “I’m older than you Lucine. Why are you my Mom? And why is Logan my Dad?” Downtrodden she left the pair alone.

BAMF! In a blue puff of smoke Jessie, Kurt, and Alex appear in the room, shortly followed by a silver blur that was Peter. “Ha Peter I told you Kurt was faster.” Jessie says laughing at Peter before following his gaze to where the rest of the occupants were staring at the four of them. “Oh um Hi.” Jessie says waving to a confused Tony Stark. “Um… sorry to interrupt but we are looking for our friend who was kidnapped from her hospital bed without notifying her next of kin aka me.” She says before pointing to herself.

Peter looks over at her. “Wait what about me am I not her next of kin?” Peter asks.

“No Peter I am. You are just her, unofficially official not boyfriend but totally her boyfriend, and I thought you knew that already.”

“Can you not do that right now.” Hank says from his place next to the Professor and Steve.

“Who are you to tell us what to do?” Jessie says rudely, then turns to Peter. “Doesn’t he sound a bit like Hank.”

“Well…” Peter starts, before being interrupted.

“Oh my god it is Hank!” Jessie exclaims.

“HA! I’m not the only one who gets confused when you’re not blue Hank!” Lucine points in his direction while maintaining eye contact with Logan. Jessie followed the sound of an unfamiliar voice and saw a petite blue haired girl locked in an intense stare with Logan. Anger bubbled in Jessie’s throat. She clenched her fists.

“We are sorry for not telling you but we did plan on letting you know once we had gotten her back to the mansion.” Hank says, drawing Jessie’s attention back to the conversation at hand.

“I get that y’all are helping but you can’t just take her away from me without telling me…” Jessie trails off starting to tear up. She’s all I have left. She angrily rubbed at her eyes.

I am truly sorry Jessica. I can assure you this was not the plan. We had planned on taking Stacie while you were in class and unfortunately we ran behind on our schedule.

“Ok what is going on right now who are these kids?” Tony asks confusedly looking to the Professor for answers.

“First of all, Mr. Stark these students are all over the age of eighteen and secondly these are the guests I told you about.” The Professor answered Stark’s question. “Won’t you introduce yourself to our gracious host please students.”

“Hey, I’m Peter Maximoff, I’m awkward and I run fast.”

“Alex”

“I am Kurt Wagner, also known as the incredible nightcrawler.”

There was a silence as Jessie failed to introduce herself. She stared intently at Logan and the girl.

“Miss Baise, won’t you introduce yourself, please.” The Professor asks drawing her attention.

“What oh yeah…” Jessie turned back to Stark after her attention had again been diverted towards Logan and the blue haired girl. “My name is Jessie I have control over icy things.”

“Ana can I have a hand please?” Bruce’s voice suddenly came through over the intercom.

“Of course Bruce! Apparently Mommy and Daddy are fighting and I don’t know why.” She scurried towards the back of the med bay.

After a few moments Bruce and Ana emerged from another room in the med bay pushing a gurney. Jessie shoved Peter backwards as she rushed over to her friend.

“Are you really that selfish?” Peter asked from the floor. Jessie shot back a glare at him. She wiggled her fingers and some ice appeared under Peter, hindering his ability to stand up.

“Everything went swimmingly.” Bruce stated to the crowd that had appeared in the med bay.

“Excellent.” The Professor said. “Now we can take Miss Barcus back to the mansion with us and begin to take her off of the pentobarbital.”

Beside Jessie, Stacie started to twitch on the gurney. “Uh.” Jessie shook her head. Maybe she had just imagined it. Stacie twitched again. “Okay so that’s definitely happening.” Jessie quickly turned towards the Professor who was talking with Tony and Bruce with Hank. “Professor? Hank? Logan?”

Jessie quickly ducked as she heard metal rattling behind her. A chair immediately flew over her head and shattered the window immediately to Tony’s right.

“What the hell was that?” Tony screeched cowering behind Steve.

“Her suppressants are wearing off.” Hank excused himself from the small group and injected a small syringe full of yellowish liquid into the IV on Stacie’s arm. “We should be good now.” Hank helped Jessie off the floor.

“SHE DID IT ON PURPOSE!” Tony yelled.

“TONY. SHE IS IN A COMA!” Bruce yells mirroring Tony’s emotion level.

“Thank you very much Mr. Stark for allowing us to use your Regeneration Cradle.” Hank says rolling Stacie over to the group with Jessie’s help.

“I am truly sorry about your window Mr. Stark. You can add that to our bill if you so wish. However for now we should be on our way.” The professor says as he holds his hand out to shake Starks. Stark just stood there staring between the window and Stacie.

“Don’t worry about the window Charles.” Bruce starts as he shakes his hand instead of Tony. “We just hope that she gets better soon.”

*“Thank you Bruce, we will keep you updated on how she progresses.” Charles turns his attention towards the students. “Peter, Alex, Kurt, and Jessie. Please follow Hank to the Blackbird. We will be leaving shortly.”

“But Professor-”

“Miss Baise we will be leaving soon now that our objective here is complete.”

There will be no further discussion on the subject.

Jessie sighed as Alex grabbed her arm and forced her to follow.

“Are you two just going to keep staring at each other?” Steve sighed looking at the pair. “I’m going to take that as a yes.”

“Ugh just leave your wife to her drama, and go help Bruce clean up the med bay why don’t you.” Tony says as he stares at the broken window. “While I go and try to find someone that can get a window made and delivered asap.” He sighs before walking out of the room.

“Alright Bruce lets go then since Tony is apparently in control of this situation.” Steve says as he and Bruce head through the doors to the back of the med bay.

Ana wormed her way in between Logan and Lucine. She poked Lucine in the face. Lucine didn’t flinch. After a few more pokes and prods Ana reluctantly gave up. “Screw this. I’m going to go bug Sam. He was making cookies earlier. And I’m going to eat all of them so you can’t have any!” Ana stuck her tongue out at Lucine before making her way to the elevator.

“I know you two want to have your chat.” Charles turned towards Logan and Lucine. “And normally I wouldn’t mind however, we do have students with us, so please make it as short as possible.” Charles turned his chair around and wheeled himself towards the jet. Where everyone was starting to load into the jet.

“Is he always that bossy?” Lucine asks cracking her neck.

“Eh you get used to him.” Logan grumbles. “Now go ahead and say it.”

“Say what?” She asks.

“Look I’ve known you long enough I know you have something to say.”

“What?! I have no clue what you are talking about Logan.” Lucine says sarcastically.

He narrowed his eyes. “Lucine.” He growled.

She threw her hands up exasperated. “How old is she?”

“Stacie’s 19.”

“The other one. The one who gave me frostbite.” She pulled down the shoulder of her shirt. Her shoulder was turning a light blueish gray.

“Are you fucking kidding me! You didn’t even flinch! How are you okay?” Logan placed his hand on her shoulder trying to warm it up.

Lucine laughed. “I grew up with Ana. She made Steve cry on our first date because she slapped him. Like Solana made Captain America cry.”

“Shit. I didn’t know she hit that hard.”

Lucine snapped her fingers in his face. “Oh no. Oh no no no. You will not be deterring this conversation. How old is Jessie?”

“She’s 19 too.”

“Oh thank God. She’s legal.”

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” Jessie peered around the corner of the med bay.

Lucine chuckled. “Logan Logan Logan. I’ve gotten those bedroom eyes from you enough. I know that damn look. Or as Ana puts it the chocolate cake look.”

“Because you love chocolate cake.” Logan rolled his eyes.

“God I love you.” Lucine wrapped her arm around his waist.

Logan kissed the top of her head. “I love you too kid.”

Jessie. You are supposed to be on the plane.

She jumped. “Professor. I was just uh yeah.”

“Come on Jessie. Logan and Lucine are old friends.”

“I wasn’t…It’s not like I care I mean.” Jessie stutters out.

“Sure you don’t, now come on they will be along shortly. Let’s get you buckled up in the Blackbird.” Charles says as he starts to lead Jessie back to the plane.

“Hold on Professor. I have to tie my shoe.” Jessie bent down and pretended to tie her shoes while watching.

“Take care of yourself kid.”

“You too old man.”

Logan laughed. “And you never complained about that before when I made you co-”

Lucine cut him off by placing a quick kiss on his lips. “Shut up James.”

He rubbed his lips. “I hate that you do that platonically.”

She wiggled her left hand in front of his face. “You don’t get non-platonically anymore.” She slapped his butt. “Now get moving sweetcheeks. You gotta plane to catch.”

“Yeah yeah yeah.” He made his way to the Blackbird. There was only one open seat next to Jessie. Logan sat down and buckled himself in. Jessie immediately stood up and sat on Alex’s lap. Alex sighed and unbuckled himself. Jessie buckled herself into Alex’s now vacant seat.

She saw you kiss Lucine. She’s upset.

[loseitall-ff]

26. Part 3

Pressing a kiss on Robyn’ cheek “I am here for you now baby, stop crying” wiping the tears off of her cheek “stop thinking things like I would leave you, remember when we said we would leave things to god? He blessed us with Liana and I am sure god will bless us again, for now we got each other and a beautiful daughter” wiping Robyn’ top lip, her nose slightly running “stop thinking about me ok baby? Stop thinking I will love you any less, it hurts me that it happened because I was happy. But it hurts me even more to know you are hurting” I need to be strong for Robyn “I can’t believe you came back, who told you?” holding on to Robyn’ hand “Mel, I was really upset that you didn’t call me at all. Shit like that is something you can’t keep away from me, I want to be here for you. We about to be husband and wife, we can’t have lies at all. Fucks me up that I wasn’t here for you though” looking down at her stomach as I stepped back “are you in pain at all? Did you see the doctor? What is happening? Talk to me” I want to know everything “I am on my period, just in pain. Because the baby was just six weeks, the doctor came here and said it will pass but would want me to come in, I don’t want to go” her voice broke, she rolled her eyes back trying not to cry “you should be in bed then” Robyn shook her head “I just want to get on with things” she always does this “Robyn, listen to me. You can’t act like shit is fine, you know it’s not” hugging Robyn close.

Taking my shirt off, smelling under my arms “do I smell? You know when you hugged me did I smell? I didn’t shower when I left the concert” Robyn pulled a face at me “that is nasty but you didn’t smell at all” Robyn walked over to me, her eyes ever so sore, I feel so bad “let me take that from you” she took my top away from my hands “look at your hand Chris” she placed my top over her shoulder, she took my hand with her hands “are you sure it’s not broken?” I shrugged “I don’t know, I don’t really care. It hurts a little but I am not bothered, I was just angry to know what happened” she gave me a disapproving look “you need to keep your anger at bay, this doesn’t look good. I just can’t believe you came here, you need to go back” she really thinks I care, moving my hand away “I knew from the moment you told me you was pregnant it was like a new lease of life in you, I felt your happiness. I just want to do right by you, the tour can be cancelled for all I care” Robyn shook her head “don’t say that, it’s started now. I will be fine Chris, honestly I will be. You are right, god got us right now. I just feel like what if I can’t get pregnant?” furrowing my eyebrows “I doubt it, we just going to take it slow. The both of us. I know you’re in pain with what is happening, but I will only go back on tour if you come with me, I want to look after you” Robyn sighed out “don’t do this Chris, I will be annoying and a burden to you” rubbing my face “there you go with that word, well I told you what I want. I am going to get some clothes out from the spare room” walking off.

Luckily I have some clothes in this house, these clothes are creased as fuck though. Frowning at my creased sweatpants “what is up with you?” turning my head to see Mel “just noticing how creased my clothes are, I am about to get my mom to get these ironed out” Mel gave me a slight smile “it’s weird, you know Robyn wouldn’t get out of bed or even speak to anyone and now look at her. She is doing housewife things, you give her that joy. I know she acts odd sometimes but she is smiling, whatever you did say to her” walking over to Mel slowly “I think she sometimes needs someone to lift her up, she has been through shit and back and was made to feel like she is not worthy by men, I blame myself too because if I treated her right then no other man would go near her. I am her comfort” Mel breathed out smiling “I am really sorry for the both of you though” looking down at the ground “it’s fine, I want to remain positive. God got us, we have so much evil against us that we need to keep positive and pray. I don’t know, her family hate me that much they wished shit on me so maybe I am the bad vibe, I don’t have many people that like me” Mel looked at me with such a look, like she is proud of me “you’re really are at peace Chris, I am just shocked” licking my lips smiling “I am at peace, I know my real ones” stretching out “where is Big D? Did he not come?” Mel asked, slowly walking off “nah, I just left everyone. Actually I think you may all be coming with me to Japan” I pointed before walking off “what? Japan!?” Mel spat, I smiled walking off.

I know it’s still morning here but I am trying to sleep this jet lag off, but I have two people that won’t allow this to happen, I have Liana sat on me talking shit and Robyn is in bed with me clinging on to my arm “you know Robyn, you may need to start packing. I mean you are coming with me? I need to leave once I have some sleep” I just want a little sleep “but Chris-” cutting her off “if you say burden one more time! I will not speak to you” Robyn closed her mouth slowly “Liana’ school?” why is she making excuses “we rich, fuck that school. I will bring the school to her” Robyn has no excuse, Liana started jumping on the bed “are with me or not? Fuck the world, they need us more than we need them” Liana yelped as she jumped closer to me “Liana, be careful. You going to hurt your mom, she is not well” what is wrong with this girl, she is attention seeking.

I am so blessed that Chris came, I know I tried to push him away but I didn’t mean it. I just didn’t want to tell him, I always tell him nothing but bad news. I feel like I am a burden to people, Chris does make me feel better though. He is right, I did say god has got us so I need to remain positive. I feel like such a clingy person so that is why I don’t want to go with him but I need him so much, only he can speak to me and make me feel better but now I feel bad. Chris is asleep in bed, he just fell asleep but that was because Liana ended up falling asleep too, she wouldn’t let him sleep and neither would I. Hearing Joyce speak to his manager, I remember when Joyce would manage him, I think she did great but I can tell with the look on her face she is in manager mode. Swallowing hard watching her movements “you think Chris is in big trouble?” Mel whispered to me “I don’t know, he wants me to go with him or he refuses to go” Mel smirked “let’s go then” look at her “you been dying to go, you think I should?” I said, Mel nodded “Chris doesn’t feel at peace without you around, same with you. Just stick together, a family, a bond” smiling at Mel, she knows what to say.

Joyce got off the phone finally “now my sister!” she spat answering the call, my eyes widened “Christine, I have heard it already. I know, I understand but I cannot make him do anything he doesn’t want to do, for all I know he said he is going back. He is asleep so I am not waking him up, you are all draining my son!” Joyce is not happy, I will go with him, I need too “you better pack, I am going with him” I said, I didn’t even need to say it twice Mel was gone “I know, I am sorry. I am just tired of hearing his manager, he will make it if he can. This is something they are dealing with together, my heart aches because of the mess that is happening to my family. I will keep in touch but you tell that man to not call me, I swear I will do something I don’t condone” Joyce is trying to be violent, bless her “I will speak soon” Joyce disconnected the call “mess, so much mess daughter” she placed her phone down “how are you feeling now? You look a little better, my son made you feel better?” I nodded my head “he did, he wants us to go with him. I was doubting it but I am just torturing myself, so we are going to go” Joyce smiled widely, like she wanted that to happen “it’s for the best baby” deep down I did want to go.

I wonder if I should get the jet out, I have realised. Why do we need separate jets and also why do we have separate security team, we should be together. That is something I need to change, let me call Jen and also Rich. Actually let me call Rich first and then Jen. Pressing my phone to my ear, looking at Chris and Liana sleeping as I walked into the bathroom, my stomach is killing me though “boss” Rich picked up “hey Rich, I know this is short notice but you are used to this, but I am going to Japan with Chris. Are you available? I will just need you and Ben if you can?” I have no idea when we are leaving “oh I am used to this but I will get on it, how soon?” I was hoping he didn’t ask that “tonight, just come to the home. I appreciate it” Rich let out a low laugh “fine by me, see you soon boss” poor him, I can’t be doing this to him all the time. Let me call Jen now, she doesn’t have to come but while Chris works I just need people around me “yes bitch, I enjoy when you call. I stare at your picture for a while” Jen said, I giggled “you need to delete my slutty pictures, I am taken now” Jen yawned out in my ear “Chris and I share pictures but what is up?” she is so annoying “you want to come with me, I am going on tour with Chris? I won’t be singing just going with him” Jen let out an oh “I would love to come! I miss seeing Chris on tour, can I be backup dancer?” this is why I love Jen, she just wants a good time and will fit in fine with Chris.

I packed some of Chris’ things in my suitcase, just if he needs anything “daddy wake up” hearing Liana slapping Chris, quickly leaving my walk in closet “Liana, baby. Leave daddy alone” she is a damn mess this girl, I have not even got her out of her night clothes “come here” picking her off Chris “daddy needs sleep” placing her on the ground, this pain is kicking my ass “just please stop annoying him” touching my stomach “but we play mommy” I need to stop doing too much, this pain “sweetie are you ok?” Joyce asked, looking up at her “just picked Liana up, that was painful” Joyce held Liana’ hand “let me deal with Liana, stop doing so much and stop packing. Please go and rest baby” I know they want me to rest but sitting around makes me think of what has happened, keeping busy makes me happy.

While I am sat here resting, let me call my manager. I honestly need to get my number changed, my family keep calling when I am done with them and their shit “Rihanna, how are you!?” he picked up pretty quick “hey Jay, I just thought I would let you know. You said I don’t keep you in the loop but I am going with Chris, he is currently touring” the line went silent “really? Well, I mean if you want that is fine. Why don’t you just both tour together” he said, smiling a little I wish I could “not with the pain I am in, not right now. I just want to hide away for a while Jay, I am going through some things. You know what I am just going to tell you, I was pregnant, I lost the baby so I just need a little me time with Chris” taking in a deep breath “I am so sorry Rihanna, honestly. Take off as much time you need, I am sorry” I hate saying it “its fine but just keep this between us, please. I need to get my mind in gear, I know my album is pretty much ready. But I am not ready at all” I can imagine me freaking out on stage, I just need to get my mind right for me and my family.

Slowly getting off the couch “did you all come together or something?” hearing Mel say, placing my feet in my sliders. I feel like shit now, maybe I have done too much “I actually got dropped off at the same time, are we ready team?” Jen said, shuffling my way to the lobby “well someone is certainly not ready” she pointed at me “what is wrong, you look terrible” rolling my eyes “thank you for pointing that out to me” hugging my bestie close “you look drained, is everything ok?” she asked, I sighed out “I rather not speak about it right now, I will talk to you soon” I just can’t deal with telling another person about this, just a reminder that I failed at something else “that is fine, I am here for you” smiling lightly at my bodyguards “I just need to wake Chris up, I won’t be long” Jen gawked at me “he is supposed to be on tour not in your bed?” Mel snorted laughing “it’s funny that, he always ends up in her bed” these two, let me just take my ass upstairs and wake him.

My lower lip poked out seeing Liana dressed “you look so pretty baby, grandma done your hair so cute baby” I can tell she is ready to go “you got your bag out, you know we ready to leave now” she always gets her handbag out when we go away “yes mommy, I got this” she opened her bag “aww your shades, well mommy needs to get her bag then we can go” my daughter is the best “thank you so much Joyce, I appreciate you so much. I only wish my mother was like you” she cooed out “stop it, I am doing what I should be doing. We will wait downstairs for you” I am jealous that Chris has such a lovely mom, so lucky of him “see you downstairs” making my way to the bedroom, Chris has been sleeping for so long that it is now night. He will be back on a jet, I just hope he is not in a bad mood because I may just cry with how I am feeling.

I was going to sit on the edge of the bed but that felt too painful, I will just stand “Chris, baby” placing my hand on his shoulder, I honestly hate when he does that. Takes the pillow and folds it, how does he find that comfortable “Christopher” shaking him a little “baby, you need to wake up. We are going now” my eyes dropped to his swollen hand, it looks awful and I think he needs to get it checked out. Touching his hand lightly, he flinched moving his hand away “Chris you really need to wake up” he won’t open his eyes “why?” he spoke with his eyes firmly closed “because we need to go, I am ready. We going to Japan?” he opened his eyes slowly “forreal?” his voice all groggy “yes, we waiting on you. I packed and everything” a smile formed on his face “you changed your mind, why?” I shrugged smiling “I can’t keep away from you but come on, you need to get out of bed. My jet is ready” I knew that would make him smile.

I was going to change out of my sliders but I rather not, I want to be comfortable so I am wearing Chris’ clothes “wow, an audience waiting for me” Chris said walking down the steps of the stairs “my feet hurt from waiting, can we go now” Jen spat “yeah we can go, just because master Chris said you can go” them two are about to annoy each other “yay!” Chris threw his arms in the air “I am touring with my baby girl, look at you all ready to tour with daddy” I thought he was speaking to me but clearly not, placing my hand on my chest gawking at Chris while he picked Liana up “you got food in this bag? I know you” Liana giggled “I won’t tell mommy, ssshhhh secret” Chris laughed with Liana “what about big girl?” Mel pointed at me “huh?” Chris said all confused “you can’t have two babies, there is only one” squinting my eyes at Mel, she is doing that because she saw my reaction “I love both of my ladies. Hey! Melissa, stop egging this on” Chris pointed at her, let me just take my ass to the car.

Sitting next to Chris in the SUV, I am lucky to be sitting next to him because Liana wanted to sit next to Chris but then Joyce took her to the back “you know what they call people like you” Chris said while looking away from the window “what?” what is even speaking about “leeches, you have both hands wrapped around my one hand” he pointed, looking down at my hands, I didn’t even realise it “I was comfortable, sorry. I just don’t want to let you go” Chris smiled while reaching over with his swollen hand, placing it on my head “I love you, I am only joking” resting my head on his shoulder “I love you too, please get your hand checked out. It’s terrible” I don’t know how he is acting like this is normal “it will be fine, I am so happy you are coming though” I can tell he is happy “I was thinking Chris, you know we have everything so separate. We have separate accounts, team, jets, and home. I want to close that gap, I want to have everything as one. What you think?” moving my head back to look at him “you’re taking this relationship too fast” frowning at Chris, that was rude “you are the one that got engaged to me and now you are saying this” snatching my hand away from him “asshole!” hitting his arm, Chris pointed at me laughing “aww no, baby. I am joking. Please don’t get mad, I am joking” hitting his hands away “ouch, ah!! My hand” Chris scrunched his face up holding his hand “I am so sorry” my face softened, I hurt him “got you!” Chris pointed smiling “come here, you better get ready for all the jokes. You know how it is” he is about to be annoying.

[texasthegreatdestroyer]

One Heart, Two Souls: FFX Fan fic

Chapter 1: Part 1.

Cold… That was just one of the things I felt. It was certainly an improvement from five minutes ago.

Then, my lungs had filled with salt water. I remember vomiting it up with what I presumed to be blood, as it left an iron flavor in my mouth.

What a fabulous combination. Blood and seawater. At some point, I must have hit my stomach really hard, that would probably explain the mix of blood and bile.

But what did I have in me to care? My feelings had been washed with a majority of my blood in the sea. The same blood that poured out of my wounds.

The wounds that reminded me of my poor decisions, my failures, and of course, my death. Dying came to me fast, but ended so slowly. I can still feel the sick irony, as the god of the corrupt religion laughs in my face. Waiting, regenerating, plotting which of it's followers to kill next. I felt bitter, but that bitterness turned to sweet salvation and sugar coated numbness, well mentally that was.

The right side of me hurt like hell. Something around the wounds made me hurt. Seawater maybe? No, this felt grainy. My wounds stung and my body ached.

It seemed like every time I tried to move a muscle, it felt like the limb attached to it was being severed from the rest of my body.

I wasn't sure what was worse, my increasing body aches? My inability to open my eyes? Or the the slight but selfish contempt I had for two people I called my best friends?

My eyes, I need to open them. I can hate myself later. I did eventually tried to open my eyes, but when I did, my right one wouldn't open.

The blood on my eye started to clot and eventually scabbed up enough to keep me from forcing it open.

I did manage to get my left eye open though. What I saw was… sort of dark. My good eye and bad eye stung. Using what I knew so far, it was sand that was irritating my eye and wounds.

Somehow, I had face planted into sand. When I figured this out, I lifted my head up quickly. I had finally made it to shore.

I wasn't sure how I ended up here, or in the middle of the ocean for that matter.

I found myself on the beach of a coastal city. It was a big city, but it couldn't have been Bevelle.

I had been all over that city, and knew every landmark, but none of the knees around me looked familiar.

It didn't take me long to figure out where I was, as I noticed that it was busy with machina.

Could this be what I think this could be? Is this Jecht's Zanarkand?

This meant I was able to fulfill my promise to Jecht, but worth how I was feeling, I spat at the idea of fulfilling the promise, as I still felt contempt him and Braska leaving me behind.  Leaving me alone.

As I looked around, I noticed somehow staring at me. It was a child. He looked to be six or seven, but that was not the key thing that stood out about him. He looked like Jecht.

The only thing I could mutter out to him was, “Who… are you?”

The boy looked at me horrified before he ran screaming. “Maaaaa!”. Instinctively, I got up quickly and grabbed his wrist, but that just made him scream more.

“LET GO OF ME!”

“Wait! I think I know your father!”

At hearing this, the boy kept quiet.

“Is your name Tidus?”

The boy was about to answer, but someone came out of their home. An elder looking woman she was. She shouted at us from afar.

The whole beach was made up from boat houses, and she lived in one.

“What's going on over there!?”

We made the mistake of looking over there, it just her yell at us.

“Are you alright young boy?”

She stared at me, then decided it was fit to yell at me next. I didn't really appreciate the attention.

“You! You leave that poor little boy alone! I'll call the police!”

I had no idea what she was talking about. What was a police, or the police? I didn't stay to find out. With the little energy I had, I got up and ran.

To my surprise, the boy followed. We eventually made it somewhere where we'd be safe to talk in private.

“You're Jecht's son, are you not?”

The boy flinched at my question. I could tell that just his father's name made him sick.

“Everyone knows my stupid old man, what makes you special?”

“I knew him on a personal level. I spent three months traveling with him. We were friends. He asked me to find you and your mother.”

“Why should I believe you?”

“I'm only here to bear news off your father to you and your mother, and to help out with you as needed.”

“That doesn't answer my question.”

“Look, it's hard to explain. I just need you to trust me.”

There was silence among us. The boy did finally reply after a couple minutes. All though it was monotone, out was the answer I hoped for.

“Fine.”

I followed him as he guided me to his home. He lived in a fancy little boat house, perfect for a small family of three.

Despite it being a nice, sunny day, there seemed to be something dark and unbecoming of the bright, little house.

The sound of the child's voice snapped me out of my daze.

“I'm going to go get my mom, wait here.”

He opened the door, the inside looked unwelcoming. The boy continued into the dark pit of despair called a doorway. I had to advert my attention to something else to keep myself from running in after him, as I was terrified of what may have been lurking in abyss.

I caught the eyes of the neighbors next door. They were a young, attractive couple. Looks of terror formed on their faces, so like Tidus.

Was my condition really that revolting? As I continued to think about it, the smell of rotten flesh wafted from my body.

I looked down at my decomposing wounds to see that I was squirting blood everywhere as that people next door were watching and reacting. It had occurred to me that my condition was that bad.

My focus was interrupted with Tidus’s return. He walked over to me, but I kept my eyes glued to the dark corridor, waiting, expecting a beautiful woman to illuminate the dark vibes I was getting from interior. Besides, Jecht was supposedly the best blitzer in Zanarkand, and maybe even the world, he would have to have a wife prettier than any of the gorgeous women who flocked to him at the end of the game, or anywhere he was seen.

Finally, a wisp appeared in the doorway. What I saw left me in shock and aww. It was a woman, she would have been beautiful if it wasn't for a couple issues.

Unlike a normal person who emerges in order of a silhouette to a full human body. She starred as a wisp and came out a silhouette.

She was freakishly skinny, her skin stretched across her body like tight clothing. From a literal standpoint, she looked like flesh and bones.

You could see every curve of her skeletal system. The woman was as pale as a ghost. She looked very sickly, almost as if you even slightly touched her, she would shatter.

However, what stood out about her the most was her eyes. They were a shiny, bright, blue, yet appeared to be incredibly dull.

She had darkly outlined bags under her eyes as if she never slept. She looked like the creation made by a depressed artist who felt like spilling their feelings onto the paper.

Her eyes were glazed over like freshly cut glass. She looked like someone who would smile a lot, but not as of now. The one thing the glimmer in her eyes and her smile had in common other than being beautiful. Gone.

Disappeared with Jecht himself, kept in the pocket of his chaos torn pants, as he walked to his demise in the hands of the culprit himself, as he would turn a small family of three into a smaller family of two, leaving it in shambles.

It was very clear she herself was lying on a deathbed, created by her husband's absence and her inability to go on. Her death would be by her own weak, trembling hands. The woman in her frail state spoke.

“I'm sorry, I can't help you. We don't have any medical supplies to take care of you with.”

“That's not why I'm here ma’am.”

“Oh? My son said differently.”

We both stared at the boy. He replied to his unwanted attention.

“Hey, someone had to say it. You look like a walking corpse.”

His mother of course didn't approve of his comment.

“Tidus! That's impolite, apologize.”

He hung his head low in reaction to the unwanted reaction before he spoke again.

“... Sorry.”

“It's not a problem.”

His mother's focus shifted back towards me now.

“Why are you here then?”

My heart dropped. I wasn't  ready to make things worse, but I made a promise.

“I've come bearing unfortunate news… I'm here to inform you that your husband's death has been confirmed… I'm sorry for your

loss.”

She fell to the ground shrieking.

“I knew he was gone, but no one ever found his body! Knowing this, I believed he wasn't dead, that he'd come back to us, my sweet, sweet Jecht! That's been my only hope for months!”

I wanted to comfort her, but I wasn't sure what I could do for her. She had just lost her husband. Although I was also grieving his death, I didn't have it in me to cry.

Looking down at Jecht's wife, I could tell deep down, her heart bleed sorrow, rage, and love. Love that was clearly not reserved for her son.

He tried to go comfort his mother, but when bee did, she just about snapped his head off clean.

“Mommy, it'll be alright-”

“DON'T TOUCH ME!”

She harshly ripped her hands from her son's gentle grasp. I was stunned to see how she treated him. Tidus began to cry, but it only managed to make matters worse for him. She replied with venomous words.

“Grow up and stop crying! You're being pathetic! You HATE him! You said son yourself, so why are you crying!?”

She clearly had a short fuse. The boy cowered. He wiped his tears at his mother's command. He stayed long enough to glare at me, then stomped into the house and slammed the door behind him.

I wanted to tell her the way she was treating her son was wrong, but I couldn't risk her taking offence to what I would say and not let me see him again, so I kept quiet.

Yet again, I kept my eyes attached to the door, while recognizing the so called fruits of my labor.

They were rotten and stunk of failure. A sad and emotionally abused son and a distant mother, that's what was gained.

His mother whispered random words, they sounded of suicide. I looked to find het skin even more tightly stretched across her skull as her eyes got big.

Suddenly the air begun to fill with a bad smell, something other than rotten flesh. It was urine.

I looked below the woman to find a dark yellow puddle under her feet, and a wet spot on her jeans. You could tell she didn't drink much by the discoloration of her… nevermind, too much detail.

I was shocked at the site, and also disgusted. I've had to bear news of fallen comrades to their families numerous times in the past, but I've never gotten this kind of reaction before.

I didn't think grief pissing one's self was anything more than a tale the higher ups told the cadets to disturb them in the warrior monks, but she did so.

I find it funny that this had to happen with the wife of my goner of a best friend. I guess life decided since it was a special occasion, that the reaction had to be equally special. Simply put, a godly, almighty, “Fuck you” from the world to me.

I'm horrible with emotions, I always have been. I watched as wet comps of years ran down her face powerless.

Not too long afterwards, she had passed out. I hadn't noticed, but when I looked away earlier, Tidus had pulled up a stool and watched us from the window of the door.

It took him awhile to move the stool and come outside, but he finally did. He came at me, pushing, hitting, and screaming.

“GET AWAY FROM MOMMY!”

Hee growled at me as I restrained him. I got him inside and locked him in his room long enough to get his mother inside.

I couldn't just leave her to lay in a puddle of her own filth, so I picked her up and took her to the bathroom.

I let Tidus out, asked him if he could help me get his mother cleaned up. After enough fussing, he agreed to help.

There were many weird contraption in the bathroom, but I got her unclothed, and put her in the one that looked closer to a bath.

I wasn't surprised to see that she loomed entirely like a skeleton. However, I couldn't help but stare at her bony structure.

Of course, when Tidus came in, he took my intentions to be impure.

“Stop staring at mommies chest, you creep.”

“That wasn't what I was looking at, I swear!”

“Uh Huh… sure.”

“I promise! She's just… really skinny.”

“Mommy doesn't eat like she used to. She doesn't really eat at all. The doctor told her she needed to start eating more, or she would get sicker, but she never listened. I try to get her to eat, but she won't eat for me!”

He sounds like a mother himself, complaining about trying to get the children to eat right. He stared at me quietly as if he was waiting for something. I wasn't sure what he wanted from me.

“Aren't you going to turn the water on?” He said snarkily.

I wasn't sure how this thing worked, I turned the left knob hesitantly. His mother began to shiver uncontrollably. The boy put his hand in the water.

“It's cold genius! No wonder she's freezing!”

I turn the left knob back to its starting point, turning the water off, then I turn the right knob. I saw steam coming up, so I automatically thought a win for me, but then she flinched in discomfort.

He sticks his hand in a second time, but pulls back immediately.

“Ow!”

He looked up at me and scowled.

“Are you trying to cook her?! You're hurting Mommy!”

“I'm really sorry!”

“No! Just get out!”

I fulfill his wishes and go out to look around for a fresh towel and a set of clothing. It doesn't take Tidus long to call me back in there. He has me watch over her long enough to go grab some things. Tidus comes back with some rubbing alcohol, duct tape and some napkins.

“Stay still!”

“Why?”

“Well, I have to patch you up! I can't just have you bleeding everywhere! You're cleaning the blood up by the way, especially on the carpet, if you don't, mom will be maaaad!”

“That's noted, but are you sure using duct tape and napkins is a good idea?”

“Are you being ungrateful?”

I kept quiet. Duct tape and napkins were at least something. That and probably a better alternative than the local hospitals. Them trying to get my medical records would have been one giant headache all together.

I watch him and cringe at the sting of him stumping a lot of rubbing alcohol on my wounds. I had to bite my lip to keep myself from cursing up a storm. Seriously? Did this kid have no restraint? No idea how painful rubbing alcohol is?

He eventually moved on to putting the fanfic napkins on me and tapping the wounds up.

“You're very lucky mom was talking about throwing these out, or else I would have used paper napkins... But still, keep those hidden just in case.”

“Duly noted.”

He finally did finish, and to my surprise, his method wasn't all that shabby. The bleeding stopped, and the wounds were cleaned. My only issue is that he taped my bread entirely to keep the napkin concealed, this is going to hurt to pull off later.

I continued looking around for what I needed. I didn't take me long, I found her clothes in her dresser, I avoided the panty and bra drawer entirely, I already had taken her out of her clothes and had to put her back in them, I wasn't about to be the guy to look through her potentially sexually arousing undergarments.

I was making my way down the hall to the bathroom when Tidus comes running my direction. I knew something had to be wrong.

“Quick! Help me! Mommies head went under the water and I can't get het up!”

I run into the bathroom quickly and pull her up from the water. If I'd waited any longer, she would have drown. I sit her up long enough to put the towel and clothes down, then hold onto her and kept her head above the water long enough for Tidus to finish cleaning her up.

Afterwards, Tidus grabbed her forty clothes and stuck them in one of the two matching machina. I would later find out that they were a clothe washer and dryer.

I drained the automatic bath and took my time drying her off properly, then put her clothes back on her and carried her to her bed, then I tucked her in.

By the end of this, I stunk of not only rancid flesh and body odor, but a touch of urine. I considered using the bath, but it wasn't my place to do so without permission, so I just left it alone.

Tidus and I sat on the deck quietly. It was an hour before he went in to check on his mother. I could tell he was worried.

When he came back out, we spoke briefly, but the awkwardness turned to silence after the following conversation.

“Is your mother alright?”

“Why do you care?”

His words were cold and untrustworthy. What I said next probably didn't help matters any.

“I wouldn't know what to do if she dies.”

“Don't say she's going to die!”

After a while, we went back inside. There, he spoke to me for a second time. I wasn't off the hook just yet. I was to be thoroughly investigated by a seven-year old. First a doctor, next a detective. This kid has quite the future ahead of him.

“Why were you sent here by my father?”

“I was sent here to bear news off your father's passing, also to help out with you if necessary, in other words, your father's will.”

“... How did he die?”

“He died a hero's death-”

“Don't call my father a hero! He's not!”

There was a pause of silence between us. A few seconds later, I heard shuffling coming down the hallway. I watched as the thin lining of his mother appeared from within the shadows. Instantly, I got up, my first instinct being to guide her back to her room.

When we got back to her room, she said she wanted to talk to me in private, so I shut the door. That was a big mistake.

- To be continued.

[ellus986]

Always knew you / chapter twentytwo

Joe Mazzello x reader

Warning: angst, fighting, nightmares, crying, sex

Comment: Y/N is corrently 23, while Joe is 36.

Summary: you knew Joe all of your life, and as best friends you two always find the way back to each other.

Joe opens the door like nothing happend, but when he sees you sitting next to some suitcases he stops in his movement.

“Hi... you find more stuff? I thought we packed everything out...” his eyes are telling you he feels something is wrong.

“No, we did pack everything out!” You say so quietly, you feel your heart just turned into ice right now.

“Than what are those?” He asks, and you just throw the tabloid in his face. “What the hell are you...” he starts but than he sees the headline.

“So that is why I shouldn’t read all those “bullshits”?!” You scream.

“I can explain!” He holds up his hands.

“Ooh God, you can explain?” You laugh, while holding your hand on your round belly. “It is the worst you can say to a woman, who saw the headlines saying you are cheating on her!”

“She is working for the company I’m coordinating with!” He says.

“The one you have meetings with for months now? And you didn’t told me? How is fucking her?” You ask, and feel your heart breaking.

“I didn’t fuck her, Jesus!” He yells back. “We only had two fucking meeting, I huged her, that is all!”

“You were with her tonight! Am I right?” You ask with tears in your eyes.

“Yeah, it was the second meeting” he can’t look in your eyes.

“I’m out of here!” You grab your bags.

“Wait!” He screams, grabing your hand. “You want to leave like that? I didn’t do anything!”

“You didn’t said anything either!” You cry out.

“What you expected me to do?” He yells at you again.

“I don’t fucking know! Maybe fucking tell me you are working with your fucking ex?” You scream. “I’m your fucking wife... fuck, just months and our princess will be born, and you just do this!” You hold your belly, while crying.

“I didn’t do anything!” He screams with tears falling from his eyes. “I don’t wanna lose you!”

“Me neither, but it is too much for me now!” You look at him. “I want to trust you, but if you act like this, I can’t!”

“I wasn’t about to keep it a secret from you!” His voice is so quiet now, you almost can’t hear him, as he just collapses to sit on the floor.

“Than why didn’t you told me?” You ask looking in his eyes, while you get down too.

“I wanted, but then you were so happy, and I didn’t wanted to make you sad, or upset...” he sniffs.

“You did hurt me now! If you just tell me, maybe I would be upset, but not hurten...” you cut in.

“I’m sorry! I’m really sorry!” He starts to cry again.

“You always do this! Broke my heart and then just cry sorry!” You shake your head.

“It happend once, once and I was just as stupid now, as there!” He tries to swallow his tears.

“What do you want from me?” You sniff, sitting on the floor in tears. “After this, I should just wait until you say sorry for cheating on me?”

“I would never ever cheat on you, Silly!” He climbs closer to you, but you get your hand out of his, as he tries to hold it. “You are the love of my life, my wife, the mother of my children, the air I breath, you are everything for me! Please, please forgive me that I didn’t said anything, it wasn’t ever my purpose to hurt you!” He kisses your cheek, but you just get away from him. “Please don’t rip my heart out! I need you, I can’t... I can’t... I just can’t lose you!”

“Give me time and space!” Your tears are falling from your cheek. “I just don’t know how to process it, and how to process that everyone now thinks you cheated on me!” You bury your face in your hand. “I hate this, I hate our life is so fucking public if we want it or not...”

“I know, I hate this too, I hate when they just make up things from one thing, or they just want to have a say in our life!” He nods. “Do you wish you choose someone else?” He looks on the floor as he can’t even look in your eyes.

“I love you, so it would be hard to choose someone else...” you wishper. “Even I hate you right now!”

“You don’t hate me...” he looks in your eyes.

“No, I don’t...” you let out a sigh.

“Will you leave me?” He sniffs.

“I need time, alone!” You answer.

“I sleep on the couch if it is good for you! You can have our room!” He says with a smile that does not reach his hazel eyes. The hazel eyes you loved so much, still cursed right now.

“I guess, but I just leave these here, in any case!” You nod as you get up, and head to the bathroom. He does not follow you, and you are happy he really leaves you some space to think. You make yourself a warm enough bath, and sit in. “Ooh princess, what should mommy do?” You look at your belly, like you would get an answer. “I don’t want you to come to something like this, and I don’t want you to suffer between us neither!” You wishper. “I want the best for you, even if it hurts me, or your daddy. Ooh I wish I would know what is the best...” you whisper, and hear some sniffing behind the closed door. You don’t say anything to make him realise you hear him. You just sit there in silence. Just some minutes later you hear his loud steps getting away from you.

You just get out of the room, only wearing your towel when you hear him on the phone. “Yes, I ask you to not send Jessica anymore for any meetings with me!” He sighs. “Yes, we were a couple years ago... Yes it is in the past, but it is making my wife uncomfortable, and I totally get it, so I don’t want her to feel this way.” He is covering his face with his hand , you are standing on the top of the stairs, you see him from the back, but he does not realised you are there. “If you can’t make this happen I need to say we can’t work together anymore!” He is almost yelling. “Yes, I will be in tomorrow to sign that shit, bye!”

You walk away before he turns. You get into your bed and hear It’s late from Queen playing so loud downstairs. “It is not fair to use the guys to win me over again!” You shout down from your bed.

“Is it working?” He shouts back.

You just don’t answers, just scroll through the insta stories of today. You don’t get too far when Joe’s comes up. It is a fully black screen with the following on it: “Lovely DM’s, but I’m not a cheater, I never was, and never will be!”

You just put it on your story as you see the fans angry DM’s in your instagram too. You want them to not look at him as a cheater, simply because he is not. You put the caption over it. “Thank you tabloids, but we don’t need your bullshits!”

“It is working!” You hear Joe’s excited screaming.

“Big boy, I try to save your reputation, not get you in my bed!” You shout back.

“That is enough for me today!” Comes the answer.

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Days went by and you were like two ghost in your new house. Joe stayed on the couch everynight, and you never called him to join you, even you missed him so much from there. Everynight as you speak to your unborn daugther you here him sobbing, but he never says a word to make himself known there, until today.

“Oh Princess I miss him too, but you can’t punish me all night long!” You wishper as your baby kicks one more inside your stomach.

“Is she kicking?” You hear Joe’s weak voice from outside of the door.

“Yes!” You indorse.

“I don’t wanna loose you two!” He says, but you can’t answer anything, your heart just aches. “I can’t live without you, my heart is aching all the time, I just want to hug you in my dream. I need you two to make my nightmares disaper again...” he sniffs, while you sit down on the otherside of the door, with your back pushed to it. “I hate myself for doing this to our family!” You feel his words vibratating on the door, and you know he is sitting there just like you. “Oh my little princess I miss feeling your kicks so much...” he moans and you cry out. You cover your mouth to lessen your noise even you are sure he knows you are crying. “I miss kissing your mama, I miss her laughter, and her sweet smile, I’m dying without her!” He cries quietly.

“I’m still here...” you wishper.

“Your body is here, but you can’t look at me like I’m the best thing in your life!” He sniffs.

“I just need time to not ache all the time...” you nod. “Need time to see you as I saw you before, I hope I can...”

“But you still don’t know!” He cries out loud.

“I want to know...” you wishper quietly. “ So badly...”

None of you say a thing, there just silence while you both cry with your back pushed to the door, but than he breaks the silence. “Did you regret that you married me?”

“Never!” You say and get up, to go to your bed you shared with him just a week ago, but now you sleep in it alone. “Good night, my loves!” You wishper both to your husband and to the child under your heart.

“Better night,my loves!” Comes as he stands up and walks down to the couch.

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You are in the kitchen cooking dinner when Joe comes home, he steps behind you almost kissing the top of your head, but before he puts his hand on your hip you feel him hesitating. “I’m still your wife!” You wishper, but he still won’t move. “You can kiss me, hug me, what ever you want to do to greet me!” You sigh.

“Are you sure? Aren’t you still mad at me?” He asks, and as you shake your head he grabs you, and hold you so close. “You are not mad at me?”

“No... I said I needed time, I had my time, and decided!” You say, and you feel him freeze behind you.

“And?” He asks, but than you hear angry knocks on the door. “Who can it be?”

You walk to the door, and open it. “Tom?” Your mouth fell open.

“Where is that bastard?” He gets in, almost making you fell on the floor. He gets to the kitchen where Joe stands. “You...you... I said I will kill you!” He says as he speeds up to get him.

“Tom, wait!” You scream but he punches Joe in the stomach. “Tom!” You scream again as you run there, as he is beating Joe out to the living room. You fell into the couch as he raises his hand and you start to stop him. You see Joe’s eyes darken, and for the first time not only defending himself, but fighting back.

“You can beat me to death, but you can’t hurt my wife!” He yells, and you see Tom stoping, looking at you realising what he did.

“I’m sorry sis!” He says, getting to you, but you see Joe collapsing behind him. Your heart stops, but your legs are faster then ever.

“Joe!” You scream, and when you get to him, you see he is still conscious. “Babe, are you alright?” You start to tap him, for possible injuries.

“I’m okay, but are my girls alright?” He asks as he sits up, putting his hand on your belly.

“Yes, we are great...” you nod as you hug him.

“Y/N, I’m so sorry...” starts Tom with guilt on his face.

“Stop, you missunderstood the situacion, turn on protection mode and seen nothing else around you. I know you, I know you didn’t meant to push me away.” You nod.

“I did not missunderstood anything, I still wanna kill this Shit here!” He wishpers between his teeth.

“No you won’t kill my husband, you won’t hurt him, he did nothing!” You answer, still shaking on the floor from the last minutes happenings.

“But I saw...”

“Yeah, the tabloids, nothing happend!” Nods Joe.

“The pictures with Jessica says otherwise!” Yells your brother.

“Tom, they had a meeting, but he broke up the arrangement with the company...” Joe turns to you suprised, he never had the courage to bring it up. “I heard you on the phone, I was standing on the top of the stairs.” You smooth some redish hair out of his face.

“That doesn’t mean he did nothing, I saw the pictures!” Your brother forces otherwise.

“I did too, yeah they huged that is all!” You nod.

“Are you sure?” He asks lowering his voice.

“Yes I’m!” You nod. “You should have called me before you come here like a maniac!”

“Sorry sis! You know I want to best for you!” He wishpers. “I feel like if I don’t protect you noone will...”

“I can protect myself, but I have someone who is looking after me” you smile at him.

“Sorry Buddy for beating you up.” He says.

“No biggie!” Joe offers a hand to your brother who takes it, and even help him up from the floor. You hear him groan in pain, but he grabs your hand to get you up too, and as you are standing his hand is landing instantly on your belly, protective as always.

Your brother hugs you, and after this you see something you haven’t seen in a while, he hugs your husband. “I’m sorry again, I let the anger drive me without asking, I promise it won’t happen again!” He looks at you two, before he closes the door behind himself.

Joe turns to you but you can’t say anything, you can’t look in his eyes, it was like riping of a new wound. It just kind of healed and now you faced it again.

“You feel sad again?” His voice is so quiet, and he continues as you nod. “I understand, it seems like I stay on the couch tonight still!”

“We can still eat dinner together...” you wishper.

“Sounds great!” He says but his voice tells otherwise.

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You stand on the street holding your hand on your belly, waiting for Joe to arrive. You know he supposed to be here already, so you call him, but he is not picking up the phone.

As you put your phone in your pocket you see him getting out of a cab one corner ahead of you. You wave to him, as he is looking for you. You get pushed by some running guy, you almost fall on the side walk, but when you look up your whole body freeze.

“Joe!” You scream but you are late, the man who bumped into you get a gun out and shoot him.

“Joe!” You scream in sweat, in your bed. The door shots open just when you open your eyes.

“What’s wrong?” Joe runs to you in a second and start to look for anything unusual on your body.

“Sorry, I had a nightmare!” You shiver. “I didn’t meant to scare you!” You wishper with tears in your eyes as he holds you in his arms.

“Don’t be Silly, it is okay!” He nods. “I’m here now, I’m here and noone can hurt you ever again!” He mumbles into your hair as he kisses your forhead.

You press yourself into his arms, and let the tears fall down. He hushes you, smoothing on your arm back and fort. “Someone shoot you in my dream...” you wishper.

“It was just a bad dream, I’m here you can feel. “ he wishpers.

“I want to feel!” You sit up and turn in his lap keeping him between your legs.

“Wait... what...aah...” he can’t finish his words as you grab his member through his boxer. “Hey, Hey!” He moans as you get your panties down. “What are youuuuuu...” He can’t finish again as you get down his boxer and you feel his skin on your skin. “Whaat...”

“I want to feel you inside me, now! I need it, I need you!” You moan in his mouth as you slide down on his cock.

He lets out a painful moan. “Oh Y/N!”

You grab him closer and he shivers as you kiss him hard. The need for him just hit you, in a matter of a second, and you are devastated. You are already on the edge as he cups your face, and looks in your eyes. “I love you, Y/N!”

“I love you too... Joe!” You scream his name as you cum.

To be continued...

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