FALLING // Jylan // Brikey

"What'll happen now?"

(SMUT WARNING READ AT YOUR OWN PACE)

Still Jackson's POV

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I wake up with Bryce's arms wrapped around my waist, both of us naked under the bed sheets. I turn around to face him and put my hand on his cheek, leaning up to kiss his forehead. I see Bryce's eyes flutter open as he smiles at my actions, "what are we?" He asks out of nowhere.

"What do you want us to be?"He flips over onto his back, I could tell he was thinking.

"I don't think either of us are ready for another relationship." He says and at that moment I sigh long and hard my thoughts going to Dylan. I know I still love him after what he did, I'm just not ready to forgive and forget. I feel Bryce grab my hand rubbing up and down with his thumb, he knows what I'm thinking about.

"Yeah." There's a long pause and all I can hear is Bryce's breath as I lay back and he lifts his head up resting it on his hand as he searches my face.

"Fuckbuddies." Bryce says with a chuckle at the end.

"Friends." I say back with a smirk on my face because we both now we aren't that, but we're just nothing more.

"Friends?" Bryce asks with a raised eyebrow.

"Best friends."

"Friends with benefits." Bryce says and I just give him the stink eye.

"Don't say that again."

"You're Cute." Bryce laughs lightly and I just smile shaking my head. "You're really really cute." Bryce swings his leg over my waist, straddling my hips as he kisses my neck gently.

"You only like me for my body-." I say as Bryce sucks on my sweet spot, with his tongue and I let out a little moan at the end.

"That I do." I flip Bryce over as he says that and my lips attach to his collarbone.

(An hour later)

I step out of the shower and wrap a towel around my waist. I look in the mirror as I grab my toothbrush and throw some toothpaste on it, I start brushing my teeth one by one. I spit the paste out and finish my morning routine walking out of the bathroom with just a towel around my waist.

"Hey, can you go with me to the police department today?" I ask warily because I never told Bryce why I came to his house all of a sudden and was in need of him inside of me.

"Sure, but why are we going there?" Bryce said slowly with curiosity in his voice as I dropped my towel and put on some boxers and jeans.
Bryce has already taken a shower before, because we knew what would happened if we showered together.

"Umm...my dad is probably going to be in prison for awhile and I'm going to clear things up and make sure he's there longer because I couldn't give a hell with him, but he could go there." I ramble and pull on one of Bryce's sweaters.

"You look cute and oh, um, okay." Bryce says more of a question as he stands up and grabs the keys to his car. We walk out of his house and hop in his car. "So, you going to explain?"
I thought for a second how do I explain the fact that I was beat and raped for being gay and then a year later my mom got abuses because she wanted to leave that stupid little shit for me? I felt a tear slip out of my right eye and I see Bryce look over as he starts the car to see if I'm ready. His smile drops and more tears slip out of my eyes. Bryce lifts his hand and turns my head gently to see my face and puts two fingers under my chin to lift my face up. "Hey, hey it's going to be okay." I sniffle and shake my head.

"M-my." I spilled out everything to Bryce as he had his hand on my thighs and eyes on the road. I just let all my tears slip out.

As we got to the police station I rubbed my now red and puffy eyes with the sleeves of my (Bryce's) hoody and got out of the car.
We walked into the police department and signed in waiting for us to be called.