As time went on, the kids grew. Soon enough Phillip was twelve and in seventh grade.
That of course brought some unwanted adventures, he broke his wrist playing basketball, fractured his ankle from falling out of a tree, and the ever famous, "I hit a baseball through the window..." Came around.
However, it wasn't Phillip who got into the most trouble that year...
Poor little Mollie had been looking around for her dolly, she was in grade five but honestly couldn't care less about what other people said about her. Soon enough she got Alex to come downstairs and help her. They scoured every. Little. Nook. But the doll was no where to be found.
"Well Mol, I don't know what to say, I'll keep looking but it's time for bed love," Alex told the little girl. The sun was starting to set and the little girl had started to yawn.
"Can you carry me please?" Mollie gave Alex puppy dog eyes.
Alex just rolled his eyes back at her, however he did pick her up.
Soon enough she was in bed and Alex was still looking for the doll, he tripped and stumbled. On his second look he found a small latch in the floor, it blended in perfectly but there was the outline of a trap door...
Alex, being the curious little shit that he was, opened the latch and peered down.
It was almost like a cellar... However he could see just a glimpse of white somewhere near the bottom.
John saw Alex looking into the room.
"Alex!" He whisper yelled, the kids were in bed and he didn't want to wake them.
It was loud enough that Alex jumped.
"A-alex.." John whimpered and stretched out his arms to Alex.
Alex gently closed the door and waltzed over to his husband.
"I'm so so sorry," John cried. Hugging Alex as tight as he could.
Alex tensed up, "Tha-That was where you put him?"
John just nodded at the statement and cried even harder.
"Shhh, it's okay love, no one else will ever find it my lovely."
John just kept crying.
Alex carried him bridal style upstairs, laying him on the bed with all the sweetness of the world.
They just lay there together.
Alex felt a lump underneath him and pulled back the covers to reveal Mollie's doll.
He slipped out of the bed and put the toy next to the sleeping girl before heading back to his husband again.
John was asleep and Alex fell asleep snuggled up with the one that he loved more than anything.
"I love you"
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Suicide House
FanfictionI am adopting this story from @LamsLee_18 Alexander just moved into a new house in New York with his cousin and older brother. Nothing was special about his new life except for college and his cool looking new house. Everything seems normal enough...
