You-Dodie
"Are we just going to pretend that it didn't happen?" I heard my boyfriend as I walked past our room. Who was he talking to? "Are you going to just pretend there's nothing wrong with him? What happened to him, Jackson?"
My brother responded. "I took care of it. Don't worry about it."
"'Don't worry about it'? I'm his boyfriend. It's my job to take care of him."
"It's not like you're going to be around forever."Jack gasped as soon as the words left his mouth. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to...."
"Yeah, you did. But that's fine. I'll be here as long as he wants me."
"All we know is that there'll be periods through his life where he just...faints. We don't really understand it."
"You never tried to get him help?"
"Our parents don't like doctors. They say that God will sort it all out. I suppose now they'd say it was a punishment, though."
I felt my fists clench involuntarily. "We should get this checked out."
"He's okay now."
"He was okay the night before it happened. He was more than okay. We had dinner with the family and then we.... Yeah."
"How many times have you had sex with my little brother?"
"Nope!" I threw the door open. "I'm ending the conversation there. You can leave now, Jack."
"How long were you listening in?" Cass asked, a guilty look enveloping his face. Did he think I was mad about him trying to take care of me?
"A few minutes. Sorry."
"I'll leave you to it. I want a number, Caspar," Jackson demanded.
"No!" I closed him out of the room, sighing as I leaned against the door. My boyfriend's lips replaced the sigh.
"I really would like it if you let me take you to figure this out."
"I don't know," I looked away. "It's not that big of a deal."
"Baby," he took my chin in his hand. "I love you. I got so scared when I didn't know what happened to you. My job, as your boyfriend, is to keep you feeling safe and loved. So if I feel that you're not safe, I'm going to do everything I can to change that. You are my top priority. So, please, let me know that you're okay."
"I'm sorry," I hugged into his chest. "I just...I'm not used to doctors, but if you really want me to go...."
"Thank you, baby," he kissed my forehead. "Let's get you to bed."
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Teen Fiction[COMPLETED] Teddy Martin was sheltered, raised by a strict preacher and his beautiful wife. But once he starts public school at the age of 16, he struggles with believing that what he's always been taught is right. And maybe, just maybe, a boy with...
