Demi squeezed his hand gently as her eyes landed on a man who was slouched on the couch a fag in one hand and a beer in the other. His head tilted towards them a small smile playing on his lips when his eyes landed on Demi, Joe only became more protective over her. He couldn't let her get into trouble like he was. She had been through this before and he didn't want to wish it upon her again not when she has just got away from abuse.
"Who's this Joe?" Gary questioned taking a drag from his cigarette, the fumes were welcoming to Joe but Demi was trying her best to not choke on the fumes in the air. It was clear that he had more than just the one he had in his hands.
"She's my girlfriend, we'll be up in my room if you want me." Joe stated before leading her out the room and upstairs into his bedroom where he closed the door behind him. She let go of his hand making him frown from the loss of connection but she started to cough.
"He smokes more than you do!" She exclaimed as Joe rubbed her back gently.
"I know but I don't smoke in here so you'll be fine. My mom or sisters don't know I smoke." Joe stated as he sat on the edge of the bed. The house looked very nice to Demi but she'd hate to see what it would be like if Joe's mother didn't live here.
"Are these your sisters?" Demi questioned as she lifted up a photo frame in her hands.
"Yeah, Jenna on the left then Bethany and then me obviously and Sarah is at the end. Jenna has two kids, Bethany is about to have her third and Sarah has just the one at the moment." Joe explained smiling as he saw his sisters, they were close as siblings all three sisters always looking out for Joe being the youngest. He wished sometimes they all still lived with him and his mother but they had their own lives now.
"You look like your sisters." Demi complimented Joe cracking a smile.
"Yeah I know, we all look like our mom." Joe replied as she set the frame back down on his nightstand smiling when she saw a picture of only who she could presume was his parents no pictures of Gary in sight, she didn't blame him for that one.
"Is your dad alive?" Joe nodded his head.
"Yeah my parents got a divorce when I was nine and my mom soon met Gary and they were married by the time I was twelve. I still see my dad every other weekend, I'm going this weekend to spend some time with him." Joe explains.
"That will be nice," Demi begun looking over at him. "Where's your bathroom?"
"You can use my bathroom or the family one is just down the hall, that one will most likely be cleaner since I have to clean my own bathroom." Demi shook her head at him gently peering into his bathroom seeing that he wasn't lying.
"Joseph!" She lectured making Joe laugh.
"Hey my mom only calls me that when I've been naughty!" He laughed again as she walked past pushing him on the bed then leaving the room.
Demi was looking at herself through the mirror just making sure her makeup was all okay. She hadn't heard the door open. Gary walked in with a smirk on his face watching her from behind checking her out. Demi soon turned around her eyes widening when she saw Dave stood there, she was sure she locked the door.
"Get away from me." Demi warned watching as he did lock the door starting to edge closer towards her as Demi backed off.
"Why? You've fucked my son, it's my turn." He grinned pressing her up against the wall, Demi soon screamed trying to push him off her.
"Joe!" She cried desperate to get his attention as Gary put his hand over her mouth attempting to get her pants down with one hand keeping his body pressed against hers.
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