Our life together

Chapter 3: She's young

*Noah's POV*

"Okay.. now please pull over on the side of the road and get your fucking beautiful self back here and let's have sex! Please! Right here!" she said causing me to burst out laughing. "Not what I was expecting to hear. Maybe when you're not drunk and when my nephew isn't sitting right next to you." I said causing her to cry. "Oh great! Now she will never stop crying or relieve her tension!" Evan said with tears forming in his own eyes. What did I get myself into? "Uncle, can I kiss your girlfriend and then sleep with her?" Evan said shaking his head up and down happily. "What, NO! She isn't a prostitute Evan! Just get out the car and go inside, I'll get Jessica. You're beyond lucky I'm not telling your parents about this." I said annoyed pulling into my driveway. "Sir, yes sir!" Evan said swinging his door open. "Hey, be careful on the baby! Are you trying to break my door!?" I shouted. Evan just laughed. It's not even funny. I walked up to Jess and smiled a bit at her wet face. She looks so cute when she cries. But ultimately she looks upset with me. "Come on, I'll carry you princess." I said taking her seat belt off. "No! I can walk! Leave me alone you're a horrible person." she said roughly shoving me away from her and jumping out the car. I must admit she looks pretty great tonight. She's wearing the jewelry I bought her. I'm glad she likes it. I watched her walk away from me and cry like a little baby. Oh, and there she goes. I quickly shut the door and sprinted over to where she fell. She is now crying and her knees are bleeding. "Come here babe." I said scooping down to pick her up. She instantly wrapped her arms and legs around my body. "Why don't you love me like I love you?" she said sobbing. "Because, I love you more than that!" I said trying to cheer her up. I have no clue why she'd be sad or anything. She had no response. We walked in the door and I placed her down on the couch with Evan. "You're beautiful, why are you dating that old man, I don't understand babe!" he said inching closer to Jess. I was going to spit back at him, but I figured I should hear why. Sometimes I don't understand it either. "He's perfect! He is charming, so cheeky and cocky and I love it! He makes me smile just by saying hello, and when he holds me in his arms I feel safe, and don't forget how beautiful he is, like he could have anyone but he likes me and wow, that's like wow!! You should have sex with him too!! Then you'd get it I think. But I love him I think, no, yeah I'm in love with him." she said smiling, the beautiful smile I love. I took a moment to leave the room and get a wash cloth, and I didn't want to hear what Evan was going to say. But it's nice knowing how she feels. I damped the wash cloth and came back to find Evan with a bleeding nose and Jess covering her face crying again. "What happened? I leave for one minute to get a wash cloth to clean you up, and you two get into a fight?" I said storming angrily towards Jess. "Evan why are you bleeding?" I demanded. "She punched me in the face!" he said obviously still drunk and now in pain. I tossed him the towel and said nothing. What do I do, yell at Jess? "Jess why did you do that?" I asked softly. "Because he got on top of me and tried taking my clothes off! Then I punched his nose! & Then he punched me and slapped me too. So I kind of can't feel my face." she whispered. Evan immediately got defensive. "NO! UNCLE NOAH, IT WAS REFLEX SHE PUNCHED ME AND I PUNCHED HER AND PUSHED HER FACE AWAY FROM ME, I DIDNT SLAP HER!" That makes such a difference. "Let me see your face." I said with no emotions. I might have to kill my nephew. She looked up at me slowly. blood streaming down her face as well, and her left eye and cheek looks awfully swollen. "I'm sorry.. maybe I should go home, I'm bleeding everywhere, oh shit I'm bleeding on your couch!" she said wiping some blood off the cushion. "STOP TALKING." I shouted. I need to think. She looked frightened by me, for the first time. "YOU BOTH ARE NEVER DRINKING AGAIN. EVAN THE ONLY FUCKING REASON IM NOT BEATING YOUR ASS IS BECAUSE I DONT WANT TO GO TO JAIL. YOU NEVER PUT YOUR HANDS ON A GIRL. I KNOW YOUR FATHER RAISED YOU BETTER THAN THAT. AND NEVER EVER EVER TRY AND TOUCH A FINGER ON MY GIRLFRIEND. SHE IS MINE, SHE ISNT GOING ANYWERE, SO STOP TRYING! AND JESSICA, SHUT UP! THIS IS YOUR HOME! IT IS! I LOVE YOU AND WE ARE DATING, THIS IS YOUR HOME! I DONT CARE IF YOU GET BLOOD ON THINGS IN OUR HOUSE! ITS BLOOD! ID PREFER YOU WOULDN'T BE IN THIS SITUATION, BUT ITS NOT A PROBLEM THAT YOU ARE BLEEDING. ITS A PROBLEM WHY YOU'RE BLEEDING." I shouted. No one said anything. "Evan go in the guest bedroom. Now. Get yourself cleaned up. You're going to get an ear full in the morning. Be ready." I said trying to calm myself down. It's not working. I'm shaking and every time I see her blood and see her face it gets worse. I picked her up, not caring blood was pouring out on my new suit. I placed her down on the sink in are bathroom and she didn't say a word, just let me clean her face and stop the bleeding. She let out the occasional ouch and whimper. "I can't really see where I'm going, I feel sick and spinny." she mumbled waddling out the bathroom and taking a seat on our bed. "Stay here, I'm going to get you something to drink and some Tylenol. You're going to be in a shit load of pain in the morning." I said leaving the room. I made a few stops. Gave Evan a garbage bag and a pair of shorts to wear to bed, a glass of water and Tylenol as well. Even though I'm absolutely pissed at him and want to kill him he's still my nephew and I care about him. I also got Jess a bottle of water and Tylenol and a garbage can, along with a hair tie. When I got back in the room she was stripped out of her dress and laying on the bed spread out. "Babe, could I please borrow some sweat pants, please." she asked softly. "Of course." I said quietly looking for a pair. "Put them on me." she said lifting her bottom half in the air. I did as she said and even gave her one of my t shirts. I cuddled her up in blankets and made sure she knew where the bucket was. "I'm sorry I got drunk." she said in a some what normal voice. She must be coming down from it. "It's fine, next time not without me and my okay, you're young Jess. A lot of people can get in trouble for you drinking." I whispered softly brushing my finger against her lip. "Why do you have to tease me like that!?" she said grunting. I raised my eyebrow at her and watched her shut her eyes and let out a groan. "What's wrong Jess?" I said with amusement in my voice. "I'm drunk! My face hurts! My stomach hurts! You won't give me what I want! & then you do the face! You know the face kills me!" she said shaking her head at me. "Oh stop, I'd love to have sex with you Jess! In fact I planned on it tonight, but now you're drunk and I don't want to be thrown up on in mid hump, or even worse in my face or mouth. Yuck." I said getting a good image in my mind. Totally not having sex tonight. "Whatever princess! Can I just have a kiss goodnight and can you hold me?" she asked. "Yes, you don't even have to ask twice about that. We both leaned in and shared a passionate kiss. Before she ripped herself away from my mouth and began throwing up in the bucket vigorously. "See, that was close." I whisper laughed. I leaned over to her side of the bed and held her hair back, god only knows where that hair tie went. "It's okay babe, let it out." I said rubbing her back with the other hand. That went on for a few hours on and off. And I kept hearing the occasional puking noises from down stairs. What a night.