Sitting on His Lap

Falling Hard

Ryder Apple York (What the hell was I on when I came up with these names)

The slap resounded throughout the room as the younger twin falls out his chair, to the floor, and the elder standing above him his face enraged with fury. I looked to Eva, the tears falling down her cheeks as she stands. Her face lit with anger, her eyes with sadness and shame? Shame in what?

"Your gay?! What the fuck?! This is all your goddamn fault. If you hadn't introduced him to your fucking friends he wouldn't be like this! Look at what you've fucking done to this family!" Jace shot across the table at his sister, but I was quicker. I grabbed him, slamming him down to the floor. We fought for a few seconds until he went for the easy shot at my stomach. I grabbed his arm, twisting it and flipping him to his stomach at the same time. Holding him down, his sister came up and kicked him in his stomach twice until Jake grabbed her, wrapping his arms around her stomach as he pulled his weeping, older sister away from his twin brother.

"I can't believe you. You think being gay is my fault?! His fault?! If he wants to be gay he can! Just 'cause he's not sleeping with every female he comes across makes him any different from you!" Jace stopped moving under me, looking at his sister as she screamed. "He is my boy, you are my boy, Jett is my goddamn boy, and I will not let my boy be tormented and made an outcast by his own damn brother. Your ignorant, rude, and selfish. Who the fuck are you to reprimand him for who he is? Who are you to reprimand me for who I hang out with? Why in the fuck are you so damn mad? You got mad about me leaving Derek, why? Why does it matter to you who I'm with or who your brother's with, when we never say anything about who your with? I love Jake, and Jett, and Ryder, so why the fuck would I let your anger take them away from me? I love you Jace, I really do but if you can't accept it and get over it, then get the fuck out. He is still the same boy you've known all your life, the same boy you took baths with, and the same boy who called 911 when you were within inches of your life. Think long and hard before something else stupid comes out your mouth."

With that she unwraps herself from her brothers arms and walks off to her bedroom. I release Jace from under me, and look at Jake.

"Are you okay?" He nods and looks to his horror at his twin, whose getting up off the floor. He looks at his sisters retreating back, as she slams the door. I look around for Jett. I find him, back against the wall, in the corner. Staring.

"So, Jake..." I trail off,knowing this question will anger Jace, I ask. "Got a boyfriend?"

Jace's face flares, as does Jake's but more of embarrassment than anything else. He nods his head, looking down.

"Really? Who?"

He looks up at me, amused. "Why do you wanna know?"

"I have to interrogate this fool!" I exclaim.

"What?! Why?!" his face goes back to red.

"You're my girlfriend's little brother. And, no offense, your shit dad's not gonna do it. So that leaves me. Now who is he?"

The youngest of the brothers crack up at this. Jace is not so amused, though he seems to be suppressing a smile.

"What about me?" Jett finally perks up.

"You're on duty too dude. You're coming with me!" Jett laughs, but Jake begins to look uneasy. "So... Who is he?"

"Maddox." he whispers. I gasp and look over to Maddox, who looks scared to  death.

"Oh." I look at him calmly and look away, only to tackle the idiot seconds later.

"Get off me, fool!" He screams as we roll around the floor. Jett comes up to the mingle and kicks him in his chest, knocking the wind out of him. I laugh and get off him.

"Now, I do have to interrogate you, but I have to go check on my girl first. Maddox, take these boys to our place. Don't sleep with him. Yet. I have to interrogate you first."

Twenty minutes later the apartment is empty, aside from me and Eva. I walk to her door and open it. She's on the bed. I call out her name, in fear of scaring her. She sits up, sheets falling off her. My breathing hitches as I see what's actually underneath those sheets. In just her bra and underwear, she beckons me over to her. Her cheeks stained with her tears. I walk to her. The need to make her pain disappear hurts me as it grows bigger and bigger. I strip to my boxers and climb into the bed. I kiss her, slow and soft. Her moans making it harder for me to hold back as her hands run up and down my chest in a frantic motion. My own hands reciprocate her ergency. I smile into the kiss, pushing her over. I pull back, finally feeling the stabbing in my lungs as the lecture me to breath again. I looked into her eyes and smile again.

"Oh, I almost forgot." I said. She just gives me a puzzled look. "I love you too." Her cheeks flush to a beautiful pink. She grips my hair, pulling me to her. The kiss is rough, bruising almost. She grips my hair almost painfully, as if she's sharing her pain. She's hurting, I could tell by the way she pulled at me, grinding on my lower half. She removes her hands from my hair,down to my boxers, as she breaks the kiss and trails down my throat. Although I want nothing more than to take her and make her understand to what extent I truly love her,I know she's  not ready for that kind of intimacy. She's doing this out of hurt and pain from dinner, and it's be selfish of me to take advantage of her like this.

"No baby." I moan as I pull her hands away from my pulsing solider. She looks at me hurt and confused. I can see in her eyes what she really wants to ask. "It's to because I don't want to, I do honestly I really do, but your hurting and I don't want our first time to be out of hurt but because your really ready. Okay?"

She nods, "Thank you." were her first words since I'd walked into her room. I nod the three letter sentence leaving my lips for the second time this night, the for letter sentence kisses m ears as softly as her kisses do my lips. I kiss her foreheead and allow her to fall into a peaceful slumber before I.