Stepbrother

Epilouge

"Jax!" Neil yelled, grabbing Jaxson by his shirt. "Come back here!" He pulled him into a hug.

"Neil!" Jaxson groaned. "Seriously, stop."

"Alright. Whatever. Bye jerk." Neil let him go and he ran away quickly. "I'm never buying you icecream again!"

Jaxson ran upstairs to the guest room, most likely to call his best friend Chase and tell him about Neil's promises for the weekend.

"Thanks." Jeremy smiled.

"You say that every weekend. And what do I always say after that?" Neil asked.

"It's no problem, I love Jax," Jeremy and I groaned together.

"Good, you remembered!" Neil laughed. "Alright. I'll let you two off aloonne." Neil winked.

"Shut up." Jeremy rolled his eyes. Neil moaned playfully and pressed himself against Jeremy. "Dude!" Jeremy laughed.

"Come on." I kissed Jeremy's cheek and held his arm.

"See ya Sunday," Neil said, closing the door. We left Jaxson at Neil's every weekend since he turned five because Neil really liked him and Jaxson liked being with Neil. I guess Neil kinda gets lonely.

Jaxson had grown up to be a smartass little devil, just as Jeremy had planned. Jaxson reminded me so much of Jeremy, it saddened me sometimes. He was doing alright in school, and to mine and Jeremy's amazement, he had friends. He was basically just like us when we were in school, trouble makers. He liked the same music as us, which made me surprised that he had friends.

"Alright.. it's the weekend, no kid, I'm not in a tour bus, what are we doing?" Jeremy asked, pressing against me as we walked to the car.

"I don't know. An eight year old kid wears you out. We haven't cuddled in forever." I pulled him to the car as he chuckled.

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Jeremy pulled me onto the couch and pulled me against him. "I love you so much. I know I'm not around to say it a lot but those texts I send you are for real," he whispered.

"I know. The ones I send back are equally as real." I smiled softly. "I missed this feeling. It's hard to sleep when you're not around. I slept with you for almost four years straight."

"I know. Pillows aren't the same as you," he complained.

"While you were gone, Jaxson cussed for the first time."

"What?! Really?!" Jeremy asked. "What did he say?"

"Cocksucker."

"He spends too much time with Neil," Jeremy groaned. "Neil spits that out all the time."

"I know." I laughed. "He wants to hear you scream."

"What..?" Jeremy asked.

"He really likes the song 'Violence' and wants to hear you sing it."

"What if I scare him?" he asked.

"You won't scare him!" I laughed, pressing harder against him.

"Don't do that." He laughed softly, pushing me to make me stop pressing against him.

"Why?"

"I'm sexually frustrated."

I laughed. "I forget you live on a bus with four other dudes."

"Tell me about it," he sighed.

"Let's go fix that," I said, standing up and grabbing his arm. I dragged him up the stairs to our bedroom. He smiled wildly.