Desire 2

Chapter Eleven

I always seemed to find myself at parties nowadays. It was weird. It was as if my life did a complete 360 turn and turned completely in a new direction. It was okay though because I kind of liked it. Drew and I had become much closer over the period of the next three weeks and it felt good. For the first time in a long time, I wasn't spending all of my time focusing on Austin or where he may be or who he may be with. At this point in time, I was completely content with the direction that my life was going and that was something that I hadn't been able to say in months. Being with Drew felt right and even though we were technically together, I knew where I needed to be. 

** 

We sat in Drew's room, as I lay on the bed, waiting for Drew to return with a movie. I stood up and adjusted my shorts before puling down my shirt to smoothen it out. His room was cool. The room was painted a darker shade of blue and decked out it the Unversity of Miami gear along with the fraternity logo. I stepped towards a banner on his wall when he entered the room with a handful of movies and a bottle of tequila. 

"What exactly is that for?" I laughed as he placed it down on the table beside the bed. 

"Well, it's for this game that a lot of us play. We don't play it with each other but we play it with people we trust. It's a pretty intimate game," 

"Oh my gosh," I began, "how do you play?" 

He smiled before stepping close to me and gently brushing his lips across mine then pulling away so only our noses were touching before begininng to whisper. 

"I'll teach you,"

**

The game was actually quite simple and was also quite intimate. The main objective of the game is to be the one with the most number of shots but you could only take a shot for every secret you told the other person. We lounged on the floor and debated back and forth about who was going first. 

"Ladies first," he proposed. 

"I don't think so," I playfully shot back. 

"Okay what do I have to do for you to go first?" he laughed. 

I pondered the idea for a moment before deciding. 

"Tell me a secret but you don't get a shot for it,"  I demanded. 

"That's not fair!" he laughed. 

"Okay well no deal then," I smiled, deviously. 

"Okay, fine," he began, "When I was ten, I walked in on my mom and some guy in bed," 

My heart sunk as the expression on his face fell. 

"I'm sorry," I frowned, sympathetically. 

"It's okay. It was a long time ago. Your turn," he replied. 

I inhaled, "Okay. After my parents died, I struggled a lot with self harm and things like that. I was  a foster kid and it was just a really hard time in my life for me," taking the bottle of liquor from Drew's hands and throwing back a sip. 

"That's rough," he began "Okay. When I was fifteen and my parents divorced, I was in a lot of trouble and did some stuff that I'm really not proud of. I pushed a lot of people away and hurt a lot of people. It was one of the worst tmes of my life," 

He took the bottle from my hands, and chugged a slightly larger amount back than I initially did. 

"I feel like a terrible person almost all of the time," I muttered. 

"Why?" he asked, quietly. 

"Beacuse of what I did to Austin and his friends and everyone that was involved. I ruined their friendship and it just makes me feel reall awful sometimes," 

"Why'd you do it?" he asked, concern present in his voice. 

"Well, I fought it as hard as I could but Zach was into drugs and was really abusive once he became addicted to them," 

"Like physically abusive?" he asked, sitting up on the floor. 

"Yeah. And mentally and verbally. One time, he actually punched me in the jaw and kicked me to the ground after he found out about Austin," 

His face became tense and panicked as we sat in silence. 

"And you still go around this guy?" He asked, suddenly sounding angry. 

"Not really. I try to avoid him as much as possible now but it was never him that was the bad person. It was the drugs that made him that way. He went to rehab and is in anger management classes and he's getting himself together. I'm happy for him," I let out, throwing back a drink of the bottle into my mouth and swallowng hard. 

I sat and watched him as he contemplated what I had just told him about Zach. He couldn't really be angry at me for something I  had no control over. 

"Are you mad?" I asked as he shook his head no. 

"Then what's wrong?" I continued. 

"Just come here," he spoke, pulling me close in between his legs and wrapping his arms around my body. I lay my head against his chest as he let his chin lay on the top of my head and moved one of his hands trail along my upper thigh while the other one entertwined with my fingers and we sat enjoying each other's presence for the longest time. 

**

"Sorry I'm late," I spoke, almost running into the doctor's office. 

"Hey!" Matt almost shouted. 

"It's fine," Anna laughed, "I'm just glad that you could be here because the whole 'ultrasound' thing freaks him out apparently," she added pointing back at Matt.

"That's because he's a weirdo,"  I smiled, giving him a large hug as he shot me a glare. 

"Yeah. He's a weirdo but he's my weirdo," she smiled, reaching up and planting a kiss on Matt's lips. 

"But you're almost five months along now! Soon we'll have another one to add to the weirdo bunch," I joked. 

"Yeah, well let's hope that this baby doesn't come out with his huge feet and we'll be okay," she replied. 

Just as we spoke, the doctor walked in and began to talk to Anna abot her prenatals and whether or not she wanted to know the sex of the baby, which she did. 

"Okay," the doctor began, "let's just take a look around here and see what we've got going on," 

Anna lay on the chair while Matt and I stood close to the screen, looking for whatever was supposed to be there. 

"So if you two had to choose which you wanted, which would it be?" she asked, looking up from the monitor. 

"Well, I obviously want a little girl," she smiled "but of course he wants a boy!" 

"But we'll be happy with either as long as they're healthy," Matt added. 

"Well," the doctor began. 

"What is it?" we all asked simultaniously. 

"Turns out that you both may be happy with the sex. Or should I say sexes," she smiled. 

"Wait! Twins?" Anna almost screamed in excitement. 

"Yes ma'am. A little girl and a little boy," she laughed.

"Jesus Christ," I stated. 

"Oh my gosh! Matt, we're having twins! Aren't you excited?" she yelled back at Matt as he stood with a blank expression. 

"Matt?" I began. 

"Yeah. Yeah, I just kind of need a.. moment," he replied, as he fell to the ground. 

"Oh shit! Matt!" I screamed as I reached for his arm. 

"Oh my God! Is he okay?" the doctor yelled.

"Yeah. Believe it or not, he actually does that a lot," Anna spoke, as the three of us, stared down at Matt.