Broken and Bent

Relax

             Nicole's POV
     Alec rushes into his room. Raelee and Daisy look at me, waiting for an explanation. "Don't ask," I say. Daisy looks nervous so I kneel down to her height and look her in the eyes.
     "Is my brother okay?" She asks me. It breaks my heart to see her worried about her older brother. I've never seen two siblings with such a age gap be as close as them.
     "He is," I say, even though I'm not sure if that's the truth. "You try and take a nap, while I go check on him okay?" She nods and lays down on the couch, some of her black hair falling onto Raelee's lap.
     "Is he really okay?" She mouths to me. I shrug and go to his room. He's only in sweats now, cleaning the blood off his face. I walk behind him and wrap my arms around his waist from behind. He sighs, closing his dark blue eyes.
    "This might be a stupid question, but are you okay?" I ask. He turns around, eyes red from crying. "That gives me my answer. Baby, talk to me," I tell him. He brings me dad to the bed and sits me down on his lap.
     "I just don't like being reminded that my mom is gone; especially by him. He says she'd be disappointed that I'm such a screw up when I know that already. I-i miss her and I know she's not coming back. It reminded me that I really don't have anyone anymore," he says.
     I trace all circles on his back. "You have me," I say. He looks at me with a serious expression. "I'm not lying when I say that. I'm here as long as you want." He kisses me softly.
     "Thank you. And that was one hell of a kick," he says. I giggle. He still looks tense.
     "Lay down on the stomach," I instruct him. He cocks a brow but does as told. I sit on his butt, massaging my hands down and up his back. He moans a little when I get to the small of his back. "Is this helping at all?" I ask.
     "Yes, very relaxing. You have some...amazing hands," he says laughing lightheartedly. I smile to myself, blushing. I lean over and kiss the back of his neck. "Don't do that. I've already warned you."
      "Maybe I just don't care," I say. His skin is soft under my hands. I remember my dad would always say that my mom's touch would always relax him cause he loved her. I can only hope that that's the case here.
    "It is the case," he says when he flips over so I'm under him. I must had been thinking out loud. "Sometimes I'm scared that I love you too much." I shake my head and kiss him. "You sure your not too tired?" I shake my head and deepen the kiss, craving him.
      His hand his under my shirt. "Your hot when you get all mad at people you know," I say as he moves to my jaw. He grinds against me, making me moan. I yawn a little then regret it. He pulls away and rolls off of me.
     "Sleep, no objection. Just sleep," he says. I stand up and go to the door. He looks confused.
     "My dad is coming home tonight and will want me home. Daisy should be asleep," I say. He stands up and comes to me.
     "I'm walking you home. I'm not sure if he's still outside so lets go," he says. I smile and take his hand.

AN: Next chapter will explain the confusing parts of his mother's letter. Comment!!! Stay Alive |-/       -Veah