Hello again (Tommy Lee Fanfiction)

Ch10 Making a hard decision

*****All warnings apply

Tommy assured me that no one would bother us at the clubs and he hired bodyguards to stand around while we danced and drank. We even got drunk a few times on Friday and Saturday nights. One night we were drinking at the bar. It was his birthday, so we were out parting.

Viggy one of his bodyguards and good friends sat by Tommy and said, "Hey T lets play quarters. If you miss you have to drink and take off your clothes."

Tommy looked at me and I shrugged. "Dude I'm supposed to be on probation."

"Dude you been like drinking every other Friday night with Jasmine."

"I have not."

"Oh yeah then what are you drinking now?"

"A virgin Margarita dude." Viggy took Tommy's drink and then handed it back after he took a sip. "See dude. This fucking bites man. Let's go somewhere else Jazz."

Tommy took my hand as he got off the bar stool. When we got outside to his car and got in I looked at him. "So I'm the only one dat's been drinking every other Friday the past few weeks?" Tommy sat there with his hands on the wheel staring out the windshield. He started the car and took off. "What do you want for yer birthday?" I said and I had only a few sips of my drink.

On my birthday he gave me a full body massage and took me skiing. I can't remember where, but it was fun and a little romantic. He only stayed with me on the weekends. Anyway, I didn't really recognize where we were driving to and he was quit which made me feel a little uncomfortable.

He drove to this place that overlooked Hollywood. It was a clear night and we both sat there not saying anything to each other. "Jasmine, I don't know how to say this to you, but I'll just say it. I..."

He turned to me and I put my finger on his lips. "Don't say it. I know what you want and we agreed dat you or I were free to do whatever we wanted with no ties holding us down. I kind of feel I need some time to meself two." He stared at me as I now held his hand. "Just promise me a few things. First dat if you need me dat you'll always come to me no matter what. Know dat I will never judge you unless you ask or close doors to you. Two never be ashamed to show off those tat's and don't ever change to please someone. Three never believe yer own press. Four don't..."

Tommy kissed me deeply pushing the seat back and pulling me over on him so I would be on his lap. Thank God the seat went all the way back or I would have had my butt on the wheel. His hands went up my skirt as I undid his pants.

It really was the first time we had sex in a car, outside or just sex. Normally we make love for hours, but this was our first quickly. He put his hands on my ass moving my underwear to the
side. "Actually, I was going to tell you I had been drinking and that I'd like to move in with you so I can wake up next to you every morning and that I wanted you alone for my birthday."

I looked at him before he slid into my sex. "Really?"

"God yes. Fuck me baby." I impaled myself on his sex. I took my shirt off and he massaged my breast as I went up and down on him. I closed my eyes to get into the rhythm and did what I felt was good or right. "Uh Jazz. Uh fuck I'm going to cum. Cum with me baby."

We lasted a good 30 minutes and came at the same time. I collapsed on him trying to catch my breath. "Dat was quick." He held me on him.

"Uh god I'll make it up to you once we get home." He did just that when we got home. He took me in sexual positions I never did before. Never once did we ever think about protection. Tommy kept the house he built for Pam to use for recording since he had a studio in there. Also to take me to his garden that he had there.

He showed me how he would go there to chill and I thought about having something similar at the pound near my house. He agreed and on Halloween I passed out at school in the middle of a lesson.

I didn't think nothing of it and since Tommy now had to do mandatory test for the courts we didn't drink anymore. I loved waking up to him and hearing his ideas on Methods. Even loved when he put the streaks in his hair but that wasn't until later.

I didn't tell Tommy about me passing out and when Brandon went to say something I distracted him. Tommy had a ball taking the boys trick or treating with Pam since she really wouldn't let him go alone yet.

On Thanksgiving that year Phil came home with the guys and our parents. Tommy took me to his parents and we all went to Phil's house. They wanted to see what we did for Thanksgiving which Phil decided to have a BBQ on his patio.

He had stuff for him, Vivian and Rick which were all veggies or vegans. As everyone was talking to each other Tommy's mother we'll just call her Boula looked at me. I was standing there trying to listen to Rick talk to me about Joe's new girlfriend. "Jasmine are you ok?" She said but when she talks it a little slow because she was still learning English and she has a small accent.

Tommy was chilling with his dad and my mom. His eyes met mine and he put his glass down getting up. "Yeah, you look pale Jazz." Rick said.

I felt real sick and dizzy. I remember passing out in Tommy's arms when he was trying to ask me if I was ok. Tommy woke me with something that smelled. I was in the house on Phil's
couch. "Oh god baby. You had me really worried about you." I tried to sit up, but Tommy said, "Don't try to sit up yet. I want to make sure you're ok."

I sat up. "I'm fine. Hungry but fine." Tommy looked at me funny and then sighed.

"I want you to see a doctor Jazz. I know you been sick the past few weeks. Brandon told me you passed out in class on Halloween and that you been throwing up every morning since. Oh god you're pregnant." He said and covered his face. "Oh man this can't be happening. Uh."

"I'm not pregnant. They told me I couldn't get pregnant after I had the miscarriage."

"Oh god what miscarriage." He said looking at me getting upset now.

"I had one after Steven died." He breathed a sigh of relief.

"Well, it's the only expiation Jazz. I mean we haven't been using protection. There's only one way to find out." He pulled out his cell.

"But..." He held up his fingers.

"Viggy its T. Yeah where are you? Will you pick up a pregnancy test and bring it to Phil's. No dog shit. Man, just bring it homey shit. Fucking prick." He turned off the cell and looked at me. "Shit food. I'll get you a plate. MOM..." He jumped up and ran outside.

I sat there and thought back to Steve. Phil came in with a plate. "He's excited about something. Rick says you passed out. There something going on dat you want to share with yer one and only
brother, eh?" He sat by me handing me a plate.

"He thinks I'm pregnant. Phil I...I can't go through dat again." He put his hand on my leg.

"Steve and Tommy are different persons. You being pregnant when Steve died had nothing to do with his drinking luv. Maybe tis was meant to 'appen. I admit I don't like or trust Tommy but I trust yer judgments. You been through so much, maybe tis is Steve's gift to you to make up for all you've lost. As long as he makes you 'appy dat's all I care about but he lays one hand on you and he won't get away with it like dat son of bitch Charlie. Although I do think I might believe Steve didn't let him get away with it."

"You know I seen Steven dat night Charlie shot me as clear as I see you sit before me now." As I started to eat there was a knock on the door and Joe came in with Sav and Tommy.

"JJ come here a tick." I heard Anita at the door. I got up and went to the door. She slammed the door in Viggy's face and turned to me holding a pregnancy test. "Mind explaining...uh-uh. No fucking way. Come on." She grabbed my hand and yanked me into the bathroom.

"Well I can't do it with you watching." She huffed and went out of the room.

"Where's JJ?" I heard Tommy.