Michael's POV
I'm sat in the living room watching TV with Nevaeh snuggled up on my chest when Ray comes in. "you coming?"
"I can't I have the baby" I point out and he sighs. "Mike, it's Friday, you know how many shoppers we can get on Friday afternoons? Bring the kid with you?" He shrugs "I'm not taking her out robbing people with me! You'll have to go yourself this time" I shrug."why can Ocean watch her?"
"because she's out with Mollie and Robert.. Does she seem a little weird to you?"
"Ocean or Mollie?" He looks at me confused. "Mollie... obviously! She seems to hang around alot lately"
"maybe she just wants to hang out" he shrugs. "yeah at the worst times! And she just let's herself in now. I've lost count how many times she walked in as me and Ocean are you? Doing stuff"
"maybe she's trying to watch you" he chuckles. "why would she wanna watch us?" I frown confused "I don't know... the woman's a total freak! Me and her hit it a few times and she'd always wanna film us for her 'personal' collection maybe she wanted to see a live show" he winks. "but, I thought you were gay and with Robert now?" I frown "I am! But I needed the money. No big deal. It's not like me and Robert do much these days.. Unlike you and Ocean! I hear you guys at night" he chuckles "and from what I've walked in on in the past, you guys would make a fortune selling that" he winks. "you had sex with her for money?" I ask ignoring the uncomfortable comment about me and Ocean. I know we're married and doing nothing wrong but still, the thought of someone watching or listening in the next room is still pretty uncomfortable to me. "well we don't all have dads handing out $600 here and there"
"that was a one time thing. He won't give me anymore" I shake my head. "quick thinking telling him you needed it for rent though"
"she wouldn't try and talk Ocean into anything like that would she?" I ask worriedly and he shakes his head. "I doubt it. Her and Robert go way back and you guys are married there's no way she'd suggest something like that to Ocean"
"she better not!" I frown, feeling slightly paranoid after hearing what Mollie does. "dude, you know Ocean wouldn't wouldn't do shit like that, even if she did suggest it. Which she won't" he says sensing my paranoia.
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Janet's POV
I told my mother and Joseph I was walking to school with Amy today so I didn't need a ride. I've never skipped school before and I know I'd be in trouble if they found out, but I'm doing it for a good reason so they can't really get that mad if or when they find out.
it's a really nice day out today and I know Jessica plays in the back yard with DJ when it's sunny, because I've been watching them for awhile now to see what their routine is like. I get to my old street and see our old house is still empty so I sneak into the back yard and look through the fence and as I thought DJ is in the yard playing in his sand pit, looking bored and sad while Jessica is reading a magazine. Michael and Ocean never used to sit back and leave DJ playing all by himself like that, they would be playing with him and DJ would have been laughing and squealing, not sitting quietly by himself.
as I'm stood in my old back yard trying to think of what to do next. Jessica's phone rings from inside the house and she walks away to go get it. "DJ" I whisper and he quickly turns seeing me looking over the fence as smiles coming over. "Dunk!" He squeals and I crouch back down, looking through the gaps in the fence. Jessica looks out then goes back inside still talking the phone. "Sshh.. We have to be really quiet" I whisper to DJ picking him up over the fence. "mommy? Daddy?" He looks around upset not seeing them anywhere. "it's ok you don't have to be sad anymore.. I'm gonna take you back them" I smile leaving quickly before Jessica comes back.

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FanfictionWhen 15 year old Ocean moves next door to 17 year old Michael they quickly fall for each other, but both coming from strict religious and abusive households has left them both emotionally traumatised not understanding the differences between love, l...