Fall For Him, Not Her.

Chapter Twelve.

"Alison came by?" Emma asked at the kitchen table.
I was aggressively sipping on my coffee, before choking after dad smacked me upside the head with the paper.

"Stop that Drew, and yes Emma.. She came by earlier, demanding for your things." Dad murmured.
Emma glared softly.
"Did you tell her, there was no way in hell I was living with her?" She asked.
Dad nodded.
I rubbed the sides of my cup, looking into the drink with a frown.
"She called me, the broken child.." I murmured.

Emma flashed me a look.
"You are not broken! She can rot for all I care, I can't believe she came here.." She hissed.
I frowned soflty.
Dad looked to us.
"She wanted to take me to court over it, Emma you turn eighteen in two weeks, you'll be free to go where ever after that." He told her.
Emma's brows furrowed.
"What do you mean, daddy?" She asked.

Dad crossed his arms.
"I'm just saying.. Alison, is probably going to keep coming here, I'm sure you'll get tired of it and will want to leave. I am just saying, I won't stop you if you do. The same goes to you, Drew.. when you turn eighteen, you can leave." He told us.

It felt like, the words snapped my heart in half.
I looked to Emma, then to dad with a frown.
"I'm not leaving you, you're my dad.. if I leave, I'm dragging you with me." I stated.
Emma grinned softly.
"I guess, we're stuck together." She said with a shrug.
Dad blinked looking at us.
"Kids.. you'll want families, children.. your own homes, the last thing you need is your old man crowding you." He said.
I shook my head with a smile.
"Nope, my home is where ever you are." I told him with a cheeky grin.
Soon joined in with Emma.
Dad sat there for the longest minute.
And this was probably, the first time.

Either of us, witnessed him cry so freely.

I yawned sitting in my room, completely bored out of my mind.
I jumped, hearing something clash against my window.
Removing myself from the bed, I walked over to the window, I felt my heart pound seeing Zeke there.
His hand on his hip, looking at me amused.
I opened the window, peering out.
"Are you lost?" I called out to him with a grin.

Zeke rolled his eyes.
"Come down, lets hang out!" He told me.
I blinked.
"You do know, I'm not Brett or Pete right?" I asked him.
Sighing heavy, he lifted another rock.
"Just get down here! You ass." He spat.
Grinning, I shut my window before escaping from my room and the house.

"Your mom came here, demanding for your sister then threatened to take your dad to court..? Damn, that's rough." Zeke said with a sigh.
We looked at the stars, sitting in front of the lake frowning.
I hugged my knees to my chest.
"Yeah.. it was a huge mess.. she managed to call me the broken child before my dad slammed the door in her face." I said with a sigh.
Zeke rolled his eyes.
"He should of put her face in the door, then slammed it." He said.
I grinned widely.
"That's horrible." I laughed.
Zeke shrugged in return with a smirk.
"We're all broken, so she called herself broken the moment she called you broken." He told me.

I sighed but smiled softly.
"She can stay broken, Emma turns eighteen in two weeks.. its going to be rather exciting, I just need to figure out what to get her." I said with a frown.

Zeke smiled softly.
"What is she into?" He asked.
"T.V. series." I answered looking to him.
"We don't have a mall here, since our town is so small, so the idea of shopping for her is out of question." I said now.
Zeke hummed.
"What about your presence?" He asked.

I blinked.
"My presence? Zeke, I'm sure she gets enough of me as it is." I laughed softly now.
Zeke grinned.
"No man, listen.. I'm an only child, but if I had siblings, that's all I'd want for my birthday; is them there with me on that day." He told me.
I looked at him curiously.

Zeke rolled his eyes grinning.
"Do what you want, you have my suggestion." He said.
I nodded with a smile.
"I appreciate it." I told him.
Zeke looked at me.
Our eyes met, and I knew my face was already darkening because he started smirking.
"Stop staring!" I laughed, playfully shoving him.
Zeke grinned.
"No, no, wait." He said.
I looked at him, before his lips pressed to mine.
We weren't even drinking this time..
Was this for real?
My face was burning.

Zeke released the kiss, before his brow arched.
"What's with that look?" He asked.
My face was mixed with emotion.
I looked at him.

"Who are you kissing?" I asked.
His eyes grew wide, as did mine.
"Sorry! Agh! I ruined the moment." I hid my face groaning now.
Zeke blinked, before shrugging now.
"Both I guess." He answered.

I looked at him with a frown.
"And if it were just one?" I asked.

Zeke looked to me.
"You're not being that cute right now." He sighed.
I glared, standing up.
"I was never trying to be cute in the first place! We were having a serious conversation, you could at least answer my question." I hissed.
"Is that Winnie yelling or is it Drew?" He asked.
"Answer my question, Zeke!" I snapped.
Zeke glared at me.
"Why does it matter, who I kissed, the point is. I fucking kissed you, as you." He snapped, standing up now.

I frowned deeply.
"Which gender, did you see yourself kissing." I asked now.
Zeke frowned.
"Why can't you just be happy, I kissed you?" He asked.
"Stop asking questions after my questions and answer mine!" I hissed.

Zeke rolled his eyes.
"I don't know, I've kissed you as Drew both times, so I guess Drew is who I saw myself kissing. I haven't kissed Winnie yet." He glared.
I frowned, ripping my locket off, my hair unfolding as I looked at him.
Not even thinking twice.
I wrapped my arms around the back of his neck before smashing my lips to his.

The kiss felt different, it wasn't right.. I didn't like kissing him as Winnie.
My breasts were pressing to his chest, and it was disgusting to feel.
I broke the kiss, glaring at him.
"And now?" I demanded.
Zeke's eyes were wide.
"Put your locket back on." He told me.
I arched a brow.
"Why?" I asked.
Zeke looked at me.
"I liked Drew's kisses, better." He smirked.
My face heated up again.

/NSFW, DECIDED TO GAY IT UP A BIT ;3//

I groaned, being pushed down into the back seat of his car, his lips pressing against mine.
His hands going through, my now short hair again.
My chest was flat, and I was insanely grateful for that.
I tensed, feeling his hands travel up my shirt, pinching and teasing my nipples.
"Z-Zeke.. this is super gay, and to top it off.. we're in the back seat of your car." I laughed.
Zeke was pouting hardcore.
"You seriously know how to ruin the moment." He smirked now.
My face darkened, as he pulled my basketball shorts down.

My eyes grew wide, the moment he wrapped his lips around my buddy.
"STOP IT YA NASTY! THIS IS WEIRD AND GAY." I cried, my body trembling.
I felt this feeling escape from me, my eyes were tearing up and Zeke was licking his lips.
"It excited you, 'ya nasty.'" He laughed.
I glared, blushing furiously at him.
"Is this where you take all your victims?" I asked.
I yelped, feeling his hand smack and squeeze my ass, bringing his lips to my ear.
"Nope, just you. You are my only victim, wanna remain that way?" He asked.
I gave him my best poker face.
"Is that your way of asking me out?" I asked.

Zeke smirked.
"Yes." He told me.
I blinked several times.
"You are so gay." I laughed.
Zeke gave this irritated smile.
"I'm fixing to throw you out of my car." He threatened.
I grinned.
"And take me on the ground? Zeke, there are people, this is a public place! Think of the innocent children." I laughed.

Zeke rolled his eyes, his lips pressing to mine, his tongue immediately demanding access.
I was all for his kisses, believe me.
I could melt into them.

But then it dawned on me.

I put my palms on his chest, before pushing him up.
"Whoa-oh, you are brushing your teeth before this gayness continues Mr, I saw you swallow. Ya little nasty." I grinned.
And I honestly, could see a vein appear on his forehead.
Oh boy.
Teasing him.
May just be the death of me.
But hell.
I may enjoy it.

Hey!! Sorry, its late >~< I got caught up with things and work happened and today I went on strike that I would fucking update for you guys.
I hope you enjoyed the gayness.
Because I had fun doing it xD
However, the happiness may or may not die down soon.
I am still debating on a characters death.
If it happens, it happens.
If not,  good for your feels.
And my health.

Chapter 13 will be up tomorrow, I would tonight but I have things to do.. as much as I like to update.. house duties and other duties, are calling me.
Stay tuned everyone!

Celty Kana Rain.