"I'm happy for ya'll." Mel smiles, leaning into Grayson with a smile on her pretty, golden face.
"Thanks." Nash sounded disinterested and in all honestly she was- she was focused on her cheeseburger.
Grayson gave Jesse a threatening look, gesturing to the boy's bathroom.
"What's wrong man?"
"You fucked my little sister. Literally and figuratively." Gray says, punching Jesse in the jaw.
Jess's fist go up by instinct, but he forces himself to put them down.
Grayson's heart beat slowly rose as he stared at Jesse with anger.
"Gray, breathe...it wasn't me."
"Jake?"
"No, I don't know who it is."
"She's dead. Our dad is going to kill her." Grayson sighs, placing his face in his hands.
"I-I know. Same."
"What the fuck do you mean by 'same'?"
"That baby is going to need a father figure in his life." Jess says as if it was the simplest thing ever.
"You're willing to..that takes guts. You have my blessing for the actual wedding."
"Guys what's taking you so long-" Mel enters the men's bathroom without warning or a care.
It was the Twenty First Century, what would they do? Arrest her?
"You're a girl!" A red head man blushes, immediately covering his package.
"Why are you assuming my gender ignorant asshole! Yeah! Run! Get out." Mel flicks him off before turning to her boyfriend and friend.
"Aw baby did your manly ego get crushed when I won last time? We still have time for another round, if you want a rematch." Mel teases, winking at her boyfriend before leaving the male restroom.
"We're both damned." Grayson couldn't stop the smile on his face.
"I'm not complaining." Jess said, walking out of the bathroom where Nash was kicking a bowling ball with her foot, jumping and screaming victoriously when she knocked the pins down.
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FanfictionBook One of the D'Martinez-Malik Series "You are the perfect example of why storms are names after people."