Basic needs, clothes, diapers, food, and prove to them that someone loves them and will always be there for them.
Side note: even though my sperm donor has fathered children with other women, I don't consider them as a 'half sibling' we share blood, therefore they're my siblings,
I started crying a little, and he hugs me, I hugged him back, and we started fixing our plates.
I started cutting up JR's food and I feed him. (I don't know if it's a natural instinct, or if it's just me, but I fed JR first, then I ate.) I gathered the dishes and set them in the sink and grab a dish rag and start cleaning jr up. Ben gets him out of the high chair and I start washing the dishes.
I'm sitting on the couch, and I see Ben in my peripheral. He sat down with me on the couch and we picked out a movie. I think it was 'The Land Before Time' or 'Brother Bear'. Anyway, about a third of the way through the movie JR stops playing with his toys and crawls in Ben's lap and stares at the tv watching the movie. Both Ben and I noticed that JR was nodding off. He asked him if he was ready bed, and the little guy nods and crawls over in my lap straddling me and lays his head on my chest.
Ben started to pick Jr up but Jr wasn't having it apparently. He kept crying wouldn't let go of my shirt. Ben was apologizing for JR since he's never really done this. I finally just told it was ok for him to fall asleep in my lap and he says as long as it's on with you it's ok with me.
About 15 minutes goes by and he's out. I attempted to get up but he started whining in his sleep so I just sat still and Ben disappeared for a moment and came back with a small blanket of JR's and lays it over him. When the movie was over, I slowly got up from the couch and started making my way upstairs to put him in his bed. When I was about to lay him down he started waking up, I immediately started swaying and shushing him in an attempt to get him back to sleep. I was doing that for a little bit and it was enough to lay him in his bed, or so I thought. Right as I was fixing to walk out the to room, he starts doing that barely audible whine and I don't know why but I lay down with him and let him cuddle for how ever long he needed to fall asleep. I remember I looked at my watch and I think it was like 8. Jr started moving closer to me and he threw his little leg over me.
I couldn't help but giggle a little, and I guess that Jr was still somewhat awake because he started laughing a little, causing me to laugh a little more, which just had a chain reaction. He then crawls on me the same way he was on the couch.
Let me just tell you... the little laughs made my heart melt.
Anyway... I'm just patting his bottom not daring to move. I hear Ben quietly walking up the stairs, and see him peek around the door frame. He whispers 'sorry about this' pointing to Jr sleeping on me. I whispered back, 'it's no big deal' or 'my little brother sleeps like this too, so it's not a big deal.'
I slowly turn over to my side cradling Jr, and I'm able to ease him off of me and slip out of his grip. I start tiptoeing out and I pull his door to.
He says as we're walking down stairs, "You didn't have to do that." I just said 'I know, but my brother gets like that sometimes.' He told me I can stay if I wanted or I could call my sister to come pick me up because he had some assignments to grade.
I decided to stay a little while and finish cleaning up (JR's mess), and keep him company.
About 2 hours (maybe) goes by and he's done grading assignments and doing lesson plans. I call my sister, and she says she's on her way. While I was waiting on her, Ben thanks me for everything, and we just had small talk until my sister got there. When my sister got there, I grabbed my wallet and keys, we exchange hugs, and I walk out and get in my sisters car.
The whole car ride home, my sister is asking questions. "So uh... you and him a thing." I tell her no, he's just a friend, and she just shrugged and said "Mhmm, you can keep telling yourself that" I remember lightly hitting her arm and telling her to shut up.
About a month later (October), I get up, get ready for school, put my work clothes in my bag and head to school. The day was normal, until third period. In the middle of class my stepmom calls me and tells me that my dad had a heart attack and is being transported to the hospital. Even though he's a dick, and is only there if he needs to be, we're not close like... at all, but I still love him.
I quickly packed my shit back up and started to walk out. My teacher is obviously pissed and I tell her that my dad was being transported to the hospital. The fucking bitch said "if you walk out that door you will have detention!" I ignored the cunt and walked out anyway. I went to the front office told them what was going on and checked myself out.
I was speeding to the hospital and I know it because when I went to the emergency department, I asked where he was, they said he was still in route. When the ambulance got there, they told me what room they put him in, and that he was currently having another heart attack. My stupid bitch of a stepmom hands my brother off to me along with his diaper bag, (he just turned 1 a few months prior.) Of course, she's putting on a show. My little sister just stands by my side crying her little eyes out. I reach down to hold her hand and give her some comfort. I know she was scared seeing her dad like that.
I called my boss, (I've never called out) and told her what was going on and she told me not to worry about coming in, that family is important and that she could use me that weekend.
A few hours goes by and a Dr. comes in the room and says that his blood work came back and that there was meth in his system and that he was lucky he didn't overdose, I remember giving bitch a fucking death glare. I told my little sister to stay in the room. I jerked her ass out of the room and quietly but sternly cussed that bitch out.
I was LIVID! Trying not to yell, my exact words were "What. The. Actual. Fuck, were you two thinking? You know his past, and you're just gonna bring that shit around him knowing he won't say no? And with my brother and sister there! Are you fucking stupid!?! They are staying with me tonight." She tries to say that it was only him that was getting high, but I knew that was a lie. I cut her off, "Bull fucking shit." I walked back in the room and sat down. My little sister sits in my lap on one leg while I have my brother on the the other. (My sister is 3, fixing to be 4... don't know if I mentioned already.)
A little while goes by and a cardiac specialist comes in. My phone goes off but I didn't look at. The specialist says that my sperm donor needed to have surgery. The dumb bimbo is crying, and I told her, "shut up, don't act like you care now."
Fuck. That's just what I need. He goes on saying that the heart catheter test revealed that he has blockages in his heart, that they would have to do a quadruple bypass but would have to wait and monitor him until the drugs were out of his system. When the doctor left, I looked at my messages.
Ben: Noticed you checked out, everything ok?
Me: No I'm at the hospital. My sperm donor and his stupid girlfriend got high on meth and he had a few heart attacks.
Ben: Is there anything they can do? Is there anything I can do?
Me: They're going to monitor him until the drugs are out of his system, then schedule him for open heart surgery.
Ben: I'm sorry, if you need anything I'm here for you.
Me: Thanks, probably won't be at school tomorrow. I'll stop by tomorrow and let the administrators know.
Ben: Ok, I'll go ahead and get a few assignments ready for you, or if you want you can just come by my house and pick them up.
Me: I'm going to have my little brother and sister with me for a little while.
Ben: What about their mom?
Me: I don't trust the bitch as far as I can throw her. Sorry for the language.
Ben: Understandable, again I'm here if you need anything and it's ok.

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I Slept With My Teacher
RandomThis is a true story. I've been out of high school for about 7 years, I don't remember everything that was said, but I DO remember everything that led up to all the kinky taboo shit we did. * I was 18!! It was legal (aside from him being my teacher...