Makin' deals with the devil// sequel to him a jachary fanfic

F o u r t e e n

The security guards finally came running in, expecting a murderer or a psychopath.
Instead they were met by two fragile boys, Me and Zach.
I felt Zach's tiny little hands grip my waist tighter than before.
There was no doubt that he was scared.
Scared for what I'd do, and scared for me.
I cupped his face in my hands and whispered, "remember, it'll be fine."
"So, miss Robinson, why did you call us here?"
"These.. these-
I cut her off, "what? These boys in love? These homosexuals? These fags?"
"Yes! That's exactly what you are! Disgusting pigs."
This bitch did not.
I would be okay if she was only talking to me like that, but to insult my sensitive, fragile Zach?
No no no hunny you done fucked up.
I looked over at Zach and he had tears at the brim of his eyes, waiting.
Waiting to spill.
That's it.
She made him cry, who does she think she is?
I sat up, "how about you say that again? How about you make my husband cry?"
I felt Zach's hand grab the hem of my shirt.
"Please," he whispered, "don't."
"Don't worry Mr. Avery we're having Miss Robinson fired and she's leaving," he paused and looked at the nurse who wasn't leaving, just standing there, "Now!"

We're home now.
Zach was feeling a bit sick so I tucked him into bed.
"Do you want some soup? Tea?" I asked caressing his cheek.
"No thank you."
"Do you want cuddles?"
"No! I mean, I do but I don't want to get you sick. What if I'm contagious?"
What did I do to be blessed with this boy?
He's adorable.
I just want to eat him all up.
"Baby," I giggled, "you're worth it."
"No," he objected, "you're worth it. You're worth all the cuts, all the cries. You're worth dying for, which I already did. You're worth selling my soul to the devil. Want to know why? Because in the end I was blessed with you, your love, the reason behind your smiles, your body, you. And only you."

That night those boys didn't just 'have sex' they made love. It was slow, passionate. It wasn't for the pleasure, it was for understanding. It was for love.