Welcome to the Family

👨The Meeting 👩

COLE'S POV:

Stephanee looked so beautiful, standing there. Of course she remembered everything that happened.

I let go of her hand and moved over to one of the many piles of comic books that I had kept, and straightened it. I don't remember ever reading these.

Stephanee crossed the floor and sat down on the large Elmo area rug.

"So, what is this between us?", she asked. I knew it would come up.

"Even though I've had all those other girls- I've came to the realization that you are the only one that I truly love."

"Are you saying that you really love me? Are you giving us a new label?", she asked and I put down the comic books. Sitting down next to her, I smiled.

" Yes, I am saying that I've always loved you and I'm asking you to be my girlfriend."

Steph looked deep in thought. She looked down, rubbing her hands together in her lap.

She finally looked back up at me, smiling her gorgeous smile. "I think I also love you and I would love for you to be my first boyfriend."

Stephanee chuckled a little. I wish I could read minds. Her's is so unpredictable. We have told each other everything that goes on in each other's heads but sometimes, I feel like she lies. Like there's still something she doesn't want me to know.

I moved my arms around her in a tight hug.
Steph seemed to be enjoying it because I could feel her smiling into my neck. Her hair smells like lilacs and feels like a delicate flower.

"I'm so sorry it took me this long to sort out my feelings for you.", I said after we had been sitting there for a full minute.

She and I still haven't moved from our places on the area rug. I wonder what she must be thinking right now- why it took so long for me to tell her my feelings for her?

"What are you thinking about right now, my dove?", I asked her. Steph moved her head to face me.

"Why did you need to talk to that Zane-dude and leave me alone on that bench?"

I smiled and lightly kissed the top of her forehead. "I won't ever leave you again, my love."

Stephanee moved her arms from around me and slowly got up off of the rug. She held her hand for me to take- which I gladly did.

She tried picking me up but only got me up a half inch. When she lost her balance, she fell backwards and landed on her butt. Her laughter filled the room and I couldn't help but join in.

We were rolling on the floor, literally rolling, and I moved my hands to her face.
"No!", she jokingly screamed when I moved my arms to around her small frame.

"We need to get some rest. You have a big day tomorrow.", I said and she stopped, looking at me in confusion.

"What? No, I don't have anything to do tomorrow, Cole."

I don't think she actually knows about her family. The numerous lies she's been told.

"You have to go home, tomorrow.", I made up. She needs to know why she isn't going home tomorrow, though. We have initiation in the family room with our parents.

She smiled and asked where she would be sleeping at. " You can sleep in my bed.", I replied.

Steph smiled and stood up, my hand in hers. Her touch felt like a million sparklers were going off in my chest.

She turned to me to give her million dollar smile and I smiled back. Her chuckles filled the room, as I began leading her out the door.

I opened the white door again, but not before giving her hand a small squeeze. I lead her out into the long hallway and to my room- I had a bright orange door that my father insisted on me getting.

With my free hand, I turned and pushed open the heavy door. When we were both inside, Steph seemed surprised. I had light-grey walls and my bedframe matched perfectly- a dark brown oak wood. My parents designed the rest of my room- a small dark brown wooden desk in the corner with a chair, a dresser, and some Mayday Parade posters on the walls.

"Wow.", was all Stephanee could say as she let go of my hand and sat on the end of my bed. Her eyes wandering around the room, as if she was searching for something. "No dirt?"

I crossed the floor to where she was sitting at and sat next to her, placing my hand on hers.

I chuckled. Of course I didn't have any dirt in my room- my mom would have killed me if I did. "My mom would get mad. You can get yourself comfortable and I have a few shirts in my top dresser drawer. I'll be back up in a few minutes, my dove.

I needed to make her drink before she went to sleep.

She nodded in confirmation and I pecked her cheek before leaving.

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"Dad, where did you put the pills at?", I asked as I began my search in the kitchen. We need Steph asleep for initiation.

"You mean the Xanax? In the corner cabinet.", he replied and I filled a cup with warm milk. I got out the pills and crushed one up, placing it in the drink. I feel kind of bad that Steph will have to drink this and then she will be out for a while. During that time, I will not be able to hear her sing-song voice, or see her brilliant dark green eyes.

"Don't forget about the cup- we'll need that, again for your son's steal."

I had forgotten that I needed to have a child with my newfound love.

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I found her in my bed, one of my long t-shirts on. She looked like she was trying to fall asleep, but couldn't.

I softly closed the door behind me, milk in hand, and moved closer to her. "Here, my love. This will help you fall asleep."

Stephanee sat up and took the cup of warm milk from my hand. Our fingers brushed and she blushed, looking down.

I watched as she took a drink from the cup, looking satisfied. "This is the best milk I've had in so long! What percent is it?"

I didn't want to tell her it was drugged, so I had no other choice than to tell her it was 2% reduced fat milk.

I moved to the other side of the bed, and laid down on my back next to her. Immediately, her warm scent sent shivers down my spine.

She finished the cup of milk and sat it down on the nightstand next to her. Steph laid down and faced me.

"What are you thinking about right now?", she asked. I moved my left hand to her forehead and placed a soft kiss on it.

"How much I love you and want you to go to sleep. Your birthday is tomorrow."

"And initiation", I thought, smiling at her beautiful face. Her parents will tell her about everything, when the time's right.

"Oh, it is. I totally forgot my own birthday.", she replied and her eyes started closing. The drugs were kicking in.

"Goodnight, my love.", I told her, before she slipped off and into a deep sleep.

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So this one was a lot shorter but I am working on part 3 now. Hopefully, that will make up for this one.

Until next time!