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Chapter 90

May 15th

Atlas's POV

"Ashurrrrr!" My brother shouts running to the boy sleeping on the couch. With a jolt, Ash sits up wrapping his arms around himself. His scared face turns into a smile. "Hi, Buddy" he smiles as I lean against the wall watching them.

"I'm 7 now! So you can be my boifend!" He cheers crawling into Ash's lap. Ash hugging him tightly. "Of course!" He cheers and then it's my turn to step in. "Yeah, I'm sorry Emerson I don't like sharing" I smile at the two.

EJ starts to pout turning to look between us. "You shared Wolfie with me!" He shouts and I nod. He got me there.  "I will be a better boifend than you!" He yells standing in Asher's lap. Ash was smiling wide between us.

"I'm way better" I mock the child who shakes his head narrowing his eyes. "You meanie" he yells jumping off of the couch and at me. My eyes got big and I quickly grab the kid who ended up just clutching onto my side anyways.

"You little spider" I hiss at him and he giggles sliding down my body like I'm some pole. "How about instead of trying to steal my boyfriend, you go take a nap or something" I kneel kissing his head.  "Stop it... I'm too old for naps" he tells me crossing his arms.

"You're never too old for naps" I laugh Ash nodding in agreement. "Well I don't- don't want a nap," he tells me sternly. "I'm going to go play with... Ila- and Iwis!" He cheers proudly that he got their names, turning back to Ash.  "I sorry I'm leaving" he apologies reaching for the redhead.

Asher pulls him back up getting one last hug. EJ wasn't satisfied and lifting his chin puckering his lips for a kiss. Of course he doesn't even hesitate as I look away in disgust. It hurts, my brother is stealing my boyfriend. I chuckle at myself as Emerson runs off and I sit on the couch next to Ash.

"You know you're cheating on me with my brother" I joke his face dropping to one of panic. "I- know- I'm so sorry" he whispers tears starting well up in his eyes. "Angel, I was just kidding" I laugh pulling him into my chest. I rubbed my hand over his head trying to comfort him as he nodded, steadying his breathing.

"Are you still not feeling well?" I ask getting another nod. "Maybe your parents should take you to a doctor" I suggest and he shakes his head. "No its nothing major" he quickly wiped the tears away.

I stare at his cute self just wondering what was going on in that head of his. Ash grabs my hand laying it on his thigh, letting out a sigh. "much better" he mutters as I just stare at my hand confused. What is going on with him... it's usually so easy to tell when something is wrong with him or when he is lying, but he just seems so closed off.

"Is there a reason for this" I whisper bringing myself closer to him. He shakes his head wrapping his arms around my neck. What is he thinking- is he trying to distract me? If so it's working... damn it!

I lean in for a kiss and his lips latch onto mine. Pushing him back onto the couch I was over top of him my hands going into his hair. I went down to his neck kissing around it till I found a spot that seemed good enough for my liking.

Attacking the spot hastily Ash jerks, hands going to my shoulder blades. I smirk licking over the pink mark. He shivers and I knew I wasn't finished with it. Shifting I bring my leg between his pressing against his clothed crotch.

He jolts up with a moan and I lose myself at the sound. "What are you- ugheiddn- I- fuck- Uh- I'm going to be an aunt!... wait let me record this- how do I do that... I'm panicking!" My obnoxious sister starts frantically yelling and I sit up from a breathless Ash, glaring at her.

She was fanning herself when my boyfriend rolled over to be face-first on the couch. "Iforgotwewereinthecommonroom" all his words jumbled together but I pretty much understood what he had said. I once again was being a pervert in a public spot. I go to yell at my sister who was still having a midlife crisis now leaning over the wall.

Asher jumps up with panicked eyes and goes to the mirror by the door. "Is it hidden!?" He asks frantically checking. I bite my lip seeing him with the mark. It was purple and quite big, his hair a mess.

"Yeah, I was careful" I reassured him as he touches the spot. "He'd be so mad" he mumbles to himself trying to cover it better with his shirt. "Who?" I ask the boy that was confusing me even more. "Dad" he replies instantly... it made it so hard to tell if he was lying.

"So are you saying your Papa won't mind?" I attempt to trap him in his words. "No he would, but not as much... Dad will go all 'kung fu master'" he quoted uncle George's words with a giggle and I nodded in agreement.

"Hello!? I'm still here... girl with trauma? Emerald your sister" she blabbers nonsense as I shrug my shoulders. "Trauma? You just said you were going to record us" I remind her as she chuckles nervously.

"Do you hear that? Seems like my child is calling me" she makes an petty excuse as I roll my eyes. "Mamas coming Zuzu!" She shouts dashing off. I look back over to Ash who was still rubbing the mark as if it would just wipe off. "You could have told me to stop" I watch his emotions and he quickly takes his hand away turning, and shaking his head.

"I didn't want you to stop... if anything I started this... I'm sorry... I didn't mean to- I promise I'll do be-" he cuts himself off, putting a hand to his mouth. Maybe it's his parents... after they didn't come. Could it be affecting him still?

"You don't need to do anything better?" I told him even though it sounded more like a question. I thought he knew that he didn't need to do anything for me. Is someone messing with him? Maybe I should ask Kiara.

Asher stares at himself in the mirror his expression blank until he notices me staring and he quickly does a little wave his smile bright and beautiful. "Can I have my Hufflepuff back?" I pout getting an excited nod in response.

He skips back over and as soon as he's in my reach I pull him onto the couch laying him on his side. His head resting on my lap. "I'm not tired if that's what you think" he whines. I take my hand reaching under the bottom of his shirt to graze my fingers on his sides.

"You love me right?" His voice cracks as my fingers freeze. "Ash, why are you asking me this?" I look ahead wondering if maybe I did something. "Please answer the question" he waits for me and I nod. "Of course, I love you so much... I don't know what I would do without you" I stare happily at the ring around my finger.

"If you stopped loving me, you would leave me right?" He continues with these questions. My brow furries and I sigh. "I don't know, because the day I stop loving you will never come" I give him my best answer.

He sits up and I take my hand from his shirt. "What is with all these questions?" I ask giving him a serious look. "I'm tired" now this time I know he really is lying. "Ash, you just said you weren't tired!" I start getting defensive.

His eyes go wide once he realizes he is caught. "What the fuck is going on with you!" My voice was getting louder and I quickly took a deep breath to calm myself. "Atlas I'm fine!" He yells standing from the couch.

"What's wrong!? You realize I can't help you if you don't tell me anything! I've been trying to be good to you... dealing with your friend, and all this absolute bullshit!" I shout staring up at him.

He stares back at me with hurt eyes and my face quickly softens. "M-my bull... I didn't know you felt like that" he whispers and I quickly stand. "What! No! I was talking about Thomas and his bullshit... you are my everything" I quickly try to fix this pulling him into a hug.

He just stands there before shaking himself free. "I-I want to be alone right now" he trembles before quickly walking to the stairs his head down the whole time. I reached my arm for him, wanting to call for him but nothing came out.

As soon as he was gone I fell down onto the couch slamming my fist against the arm.

"Damn it!"