I Fucking Love You

12- Jackson

Brett's point of view-

"So Beautiful." I whisper to myself as I run my fingers through her hair. She's just breathtaking! How did I get so lucky? It will forever be a mystery. I start to feel someone squirm next to me. It's my princess. "Good morning, princess." I whisper gently into her ear. She looks up at me and smiles a warm smile. "Good morning, baby boy." She giggles. God! Her giggle, is just music to my ears. I want to keep my baby girl happy, all the time, for the rest of her life. I hope I can do that. I hope I have a family with her.

"You know, you call me baby boy alot, but I'm older." I chuckle. "You call me baby girl. Plus, it's cute, just like you." She said slipping her hands through my hair. "Awwww, stop it, I'm blushing." I joke in a girly voice. "I think it's cute when you blush as well." She whispers kissing my ear lobe.

"So.... what do you want to do today, Beautiful?" I ask her. "Spend it with you." She whispered, snuggling her head into my neck.

"Come on baby girl, let's go make some breakfast." I said standing up and picking her up to. I put her on my hip and started to walk downstairs. She put her lips onto my neck and started to suck. I let out a little slight moan. "Baby, let's save that for tonight." I whispered seductively to her.

"Okay, Daddy." She whispered back. Fuck! That is such a turn on. Damn you, kink gods. She is my baby girl though. She is soooo hot too. "I love you." I said before setting her on the island counter. "I love you too." She said before grabbing my face and pulling me into a kiss. I grabbed her cheeks as I held her in place, her small hands reached up and grabbed my hair. She pulled away first, both of us breathless.

"Pancakes or Waffles?" I asked with a raised eyebrow. "Pancakes!" She yelled happliy back to me. "Okay." I said.

*knock knock*

"I'll get it!" My baby screamed, running to the front door. I followed behind her, to make sure she's safe.

She opened the door and there stood...

My mother. Oh no. "Mom, I know what your here to do and we are both very happy living here, and we are doing just fine!" I explained to her.

"Ok. I just wanted to check up on you two but, you both seemed to have had a fun night." She said smirking. And that's when I realized... I was only wearing my boxers and Whitney was only wearing an oversized long sleeve shirt with only her thong underneath.

I saw Whitney blush as she looked down in embarrassment. Awwwww. She is just the cutest thing I have ever seen!!!!

"Ok. Well, bye mom." I said before closing the door after she walked off laughing.

"God, I love you!" I exclaimed before running up to her and spinning her around. "Ahhhh!" She giggled. I put her down and kissed her nose. "Your cute!" I gushed out of my system. "Come on. I'm gonna make us breakfast." I said picking her up and putting her on my hip.

"Ok." She replied simply.

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"When are we moving in?" I asked my mom over the phone, on speaker.

"Tommorow." She stated proudly.

"Perfect." Whitney claimed.

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"This is the last box." I stated dropping it onto the ground. I laid on top of Whitney and kissed her gently.

"Are you sure about this? I know how hard it was, leaving your childhood behind." I laid my head on her tiny tummy.

"Yeah. I'm sure. This will be great." She smiled, twirling my hair between her little fingers.

"KIDS!!! DINNER'S READY!!!!" My mom yelled for us.

"Come on, princess. Let's go eat." I said picking her up.

Whitney's point of view-

I sat between Jackson and Brett. And I could tell by the look in Jackson's eyes that something mischievous was turning on the gears in his head.

"I'm going to go to the restroom first." Brett claimed before walking a slow pace and taking his time to walk to the bathroom.

"Um, I'm going to go do some last minute unpacking really quick." I stated not wanting to be near Jackson. He looks at me with lust in his eyes, all the time. I ran upstairs and started to unpack some of my clothing.

I heard someone close a door behind them as I felt rough hands roaming my body. I was confused. This isn't Brett. I know it isn't. I turned around only to become face to face with Jackson! I was about to scream but, he covered my mouth "So helpless. Just how I like it." He smirked, pressing his body against mine. "Whitney, your dating Brett. Fine. If you say so." He smirked, pushing me onto the bed and without second guessing himself, threw his body onto mine... He started to kiss, lick, and suck on my neck.

The door came crashing down, to reveal a steamingly mad Brett. "Get off of her! What the hell are you doing on my girlfriend!?" Brett screamed, pushing him off of me.

"Whitney lead me on!" He lied pointing at me. Brett's head snapped to look at me. "WHAT!!!!? YOUR A SLUT WHO THINKS THAT SHE CAN JUST GET WHO SHE WANTS WHEN SHE WANTS!!!!! YOU CHEATED ON ME!!!! YOUR A DIRTY WHORE!!!!!" Brett screamed at me, walking up to me. By this point I'm balling my eyes out.

"That's enough!" Brett's mom said putting her hand on his chest to calm him down. Brett and everyone else walked out. It was just me and Brett's mom.

"Shhhhh. I know you wouldn't do a thing like that. Ever. You love him." She said trying to calm me down.

"He'll never touch me, look at me, speak to me." I rambled. "He'll come to his senses. Let me talk to him." She said before disappearing out of the room.

He doesn't want me here. He doesn't want me. He wants me gone, out of his life. I just want to make him happy. And that's what I'll do.

Brett came into the room. "Here! I don't need it any more! It's yours!" He screamed, throwing a black velvet box at me and walking out. I started to cry non stop, holding the box to my chest.

It's the last thing I have of him.

The last thing I have of the only person I will truly love.

I opened it. A necklace! 'I fucking love you' in cursive was written onto the necklace. I put the necklace on. And began packing my things.