Benefits.

Chapter Two

     Jack stayed the night and Steven made me sleep in bed with him. I felt disgusting. He kept holding me so close making sure I couldn't freaking move. My heart ached for Jack's touch; and when I was finally asleep through all of the tight holding and the unbearable heat of Steven's body, Steven decided it was time to wake up and make up. Did I want him to touch me like that? Hell no. Did I do anything about it? Hell no. Jack was still on the couch and I was praying the entire time that he would some how hear me half crying in here. Once Steven finished - which didn't take long - he informed me, "I'm going to take a shower. You go make breakfast. And if Jack even touches you, believe me now," his hand clasped around my throat, "This will be the last time you ever see him, or the light of day." Once he let go I got as far from his as possible on the bed and he just laughed, put pants on and walked out of the room. He left the door open and I heard him say something to Jack but I was too busy trying not to cry to make out what he said. I got up, got dressed quickly, and put on some make up to cover up the tears and sleep deprived skin. I walked out of my room a little hesitant to even look at Jack, talk to Jack, or breathe around Jack right now.

     But, I was basically forced to look at him when he greeted me, "Hey gorgeous." He whispered just enough for me to hear, and way too soft for Steven to even know he said anything to me.

     I smiled at him slightly and whispered, "Hey handsome." I began to walk to the kitchen, "Do you want some breakfast?" I said it loud enough for Steven to hear, Jack replied with a loud yup then he came into the kitchen and hugged me so softly.

     Jack whispered against my ear, "I would've came in there and stopped everything from happening but right as I was about to, I heard him getting out bed."

      I felt the lump in my throat grow but I swallowed it, I whispered, "I needed you so bad." Jack let go of me and leaned against the counter, he watched me as I gather the stuff for toast, eggs, and bacon. I whispered, "Customary welcome home routine, you might even witness the loving smack I get when his eggs aren't perfect." Jack looked at me like he wanted to laugh a little because truth be told I did say it in a comedic way, but he returned to stone quickly. I asked, "Can you help me make coffee?" He nodded and began to make coffee as I started doing everything else. I was done making breakfast, setting the table, pouring the coffee and buttering the toast before Steven was done with his shower. That man could take ten showers a day and he'd still be as disgusting as before. I sat down across from Jack, Steven went into the bedroom as we began to eat so he could put some clothes on. When he came to the table, he sat between us. We made small talk. Plans for the week, work schedules, Jack's new music video was going to be coming out this week so he was going to have a little get together with his friends - he invited me, I told Steven that I had to work that day so I could go to the party. - and when Steven was going to maybe be going back out to 'see his family'.

     Steven turned to me after eating and said, "My mother is sick." He paused watching as I didn't react at all. "I think we're going to have to move out there."

     My insides flipped over and over and I felt like I was going have a heart attack right there. Jack's entire body tensed and before he could say 'She isn't moving fucking any where', I said, "Steven, I don't want to move there. I have everything I need right here. My parents house is paid off, all I pay is property taxes. My job is here, which I love. My friends are here and even my family. So if you want to move there you can."

     Steven tried to not raise his voice at me but he still sounded pissed, "Are you saying you don't want to be with me?"

     I got up and began to clear the table, "No, I'm saying you can go out there, be with your 'sick mother' and I will stay here and come visit you or something when I can."