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Chapter 13 | Getting It Done

London

I Woke Up And Got Ready For Today. My Plan Might Fail But It's Worth A Shot. I Checked Out Of The Hotel, And Received My Car From The Valet. The Whole Ride Over To Zero's House Filled Me With A Lot Of Emotions.

     I Parked My Car, And Got Out. I Opened The Front Door And Called Out To Zero.
No Answer.

    I Walked Upstairs To Our Bedroom, And He Was Laying In The Bed Staring Up At The Ceiling. I Snapped My Fingers In His Face, And He Pulled The Blanket Over Himself. Sometimes It's Like Living With A Two Year Old.

     I Searched His Room Quietly. Where Could He Be Hiding His Stash? I Looked Through His Dressers, Closets, Then I Walked Into His Bathroom. I Opened The Bottom Cabinet, And Took A Peek Inside. I Saw A Bag Tapped To A Pole.

     I Removed The Bag, And Looked At What's Inside. All Of His Weed. I Quickly Placed It Into My Pocket, Closed The Cabinet, And Fixed Everything Up So It Wouldn't Look Like I Was In There. I Went Downstairs And Placed All Of His Liquor Into A Black Garbage Bag, Including His Weed. I Slung It Over My Shoulder, And Dumped It Into The Neighbors Garbage Area.

     All I Have To Do Now Is Wait. I Went Back Inside And Decided To Get Breakfast Started. This Will Be A New Day.

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I Placed The Headphones Onto The Stand, And Closed My Lyric Book. I Checked Off The Last Song On My List, And Smiled To Myself.

My First Album.

I'm So Excited For Everyone To Listen To It And Hopefully Love It. Zero Walked Downstairs And Wrapped His Arms Around Me. He Kissed The Side Of My Neck.

"What Else Are You Working On?" He Asked.

I Turned Around In His Arms.

"Nothing. It's Finish." I Stated.

Zero's Eyebrows Rose, And A Smile Parted His Lips.

"Really? I'm Going To Burn One Disc Out, Then Run This Over To Martin So He Can Make Copies. We'll Also Make Digital Copies." Zero Said.

He Pecked My Lips.

   Zero Was Just About To Let Me Go Until I Held His Arms Back Into Place. He Turned Around With His Lip Tucked Under His Teeth.

     "I Want You To Be The First To Listen." I Whispered.

     "I've Heard Your Songs Before While You Were Recording Them." He Said.

     "It's Different When It's The Finish Product." I Persuaded.

  Like Zero Will Be When He Hurries Up And Climbs Over His Trouble Mountain. I Wish I Can Read His Mind Sometimes To Really Understand Him. I Think Every Woman Wants That Kind Of Power.

"Alright Fine." He Gave In.

I Led Him Outside The Booth And Onto One Of The Chairs. I Sat In His Lap As He Cradled Me With His Arms. I Pressed Play On The First Track. In Some Weird Way It Doesn't Even Feel Like It's Me Singing. It Feels Like Another Girl Sharing Her Pain And Struggle And The Listeners Are Relating To It.

I Felt Zero's Finger Trail The Nip Of My Back, And Then Going Back Up To Start A New One. Goosebumps Spread Across My Body, And Zero Is Taking Notice Because He Is Pressing His Thumb Into Them. It Also Feels Like Zero Is Playing Me Like A Instrument. My Back Are The Cords To A Imaginary Guitar.

I Placed My Head Back Onto His Shoulder. Zero Placed His Lips To My Neck. He Removed His Hands From My Back And Placed Them Onto My Stomach. He Moved Them Up And Down. My Breathing Picked Up.

I Turned My Face Around To Kiss Him. Our Kiss Was Slow, Like We're Taking Our Time And Savoring The Feeling Of Our Connected Lips. My Song Faded Out, And Another One Faded In To Replace The Silence. I Stood Up, And Sat Back Down On Him So I Could Face Him.

     "What're We Doing?" I Asked In Between Our Kiss.

  Zero Unzipped My Pants, And Rested His Hands On My Thighs.

      "I Don't Know." He Answered, Breathlessly.

   Zero Tucked His Arms Under My Legs, And Stood Up With Me In His Arms. He Walked Upstairs To His Bedroom, And Laid Me On The Bed Gently. He Removed His Shirt, And Joined Me On The Bed On Top Of Me.

Lauren

After All Of My Sightseeing Yesterday, I've Decided To Cut This Trip Short. I Knocked On Mom's Front Door. She Answered Seconds Later, And Walked Out. She Closed The Door Behind Her.

"Is He In There?" I Asked With My Eyebrows Raised.

   "Yes."

I Smirked.

   "Good. I Want My Money Up Front." I Said. "No Expectations."

   "I Can't Do That Now." She Answered.

I Pushed My Way Through The Front Door, And Mom Followed Behind Me Nervously.

"Lauren Viens Maintenant." Mom Warned In French.

   I Waved Her Off, And Looked Around With My Hands On My Hips. I Observed The Living Room, And Viewed More Shoes Than Usual At The Front Door.

   "Can You Get Me Some Water." I Asked. Mom Gave Me A Look. "Please."

    Mom Walked Into The Kitchen, And I Walked Over To Lucas' Room. I Opened The Door And Saw What I Hadn't Expected. Well, Not Really.

"I Knew It." I Said As I Saw Lucas Kissing On Some Boy. "I Swear I'm Physic."

Lucas Stood Up, And Wiped His Mouth. The Boy Next To Him, Grabbed His Coat, And Patted Lucas On The Back. He Soon Walked Out. I Started Laughing.

"It's Not Funny." Lucas Said Embarrassed.

     "No, But It's Ironic How Our Dad Is A Preacher With Three Messed Up Kids." I Continued To Laugh.

  Lucas Folded His Arms While His Ears Turned Red.

"Look, There's Nothing Wrong With Being Gay---"

"Bisexual." He Corrected.

"Right, Whatever. You're Still The Same Lucas With Different Interests." I Encouraged.

"Really?"

"Yeah. Whoever Thinks Something Negative About You Screw Them, Alright?" I Said. "I've Been Giving Advise Too Much Lately, Shit."

I Began To Walk Towards His Door, Until Lucas Told Me To Wait. I Turned Around.

"I Love You." He Said While Rubbing His Arm Up And Down.

I Smiled. He Used To Rub His Arm Up And Down When He Was Little And I Haven't Seen It Since I Was Eighteen.

"I Love You Too, Lukey Luke." I Echoed As I Walked Out.

I Leaned Against His Door, And Let Out A Shaky Breath. Man, Our Family Is Seriously Messed Up. What's Wrong With Us?