Stars ||| ADOPTED BY SHANE DAWSON BOOK 2

Back on track

Raven:

The bedroom door swings open. I take my hand out of my boxer briefs just in time before Chris could see. It is true, I am a sad, horny,lesbian.

She walks into the room and plops on her bed, very tired. I lay there in my Tommy hilfigher boxer briefs and a sports bra, completely confused. What is going on with her? She has that same face she had the night she was so close to killing herself last year.

"Babe, what's wrong." I ask, to which she just shrugs her shoulders. "You don't have to tell me as long as you tell-"

"I know." She cuts me off, cuddling into my side. Me, being still horny from earlier, I have to force my feelings down. Chris was obviously not in the mood. "Let's just watch your stupid gay anime."

"YURI ON ICE!"

Chris makes a small laugh. "You're such a cute little emo weeb"

She kisses me on the cheek.WHY ARE WE GOING SO FAST!

"Look, it's almost like we're married." I mumble. Chris smiles, which makes my heart flutter even more.

The opening music plays, and I try not to sing along. Instead, I hum. This makes Chris giggle. She gets up and takes her joggers off. I couldn't stop staring at her, only in her P!ATD shirt and underwear.

"What?" Her left arm is bandaged. If her parents know already, then I don't have to bring it up. "Are you high?"

"Nah."

She jumps on the bed, laying on top of me, straddling me with her legs. I rake my hands through her hair, eventually getting to her plump ass.

Can we just...like fuck.

Self-harm scars litter her thighs. I massage her thighs, whilst kissing her softly. A naked Yuri comes on the tv and then I'm all in.

"You good?" I ask throuought the make out session, as it gets hotter and hotter.

Her breath hitches as I start kissing her inner thighs, all the way to the target. I stop, staring at her. She nods, as indication to keep going. She grinds her hips, and I know I'm making her frustrated right now by teasing. I pull her pantries to the side, and then stop. We both stop. We've never gotten this far with eachother. What now?

"Are you okay? We can stop, it's up to you. I'll respect whatever-"

Chris shuts me up with more kisses. Gosh, that was hot. I'm just about to pull her panties off when the door swings open.

"Hey, Chris you need to help with dinner-"

Chris immediately sits up. Her face a tomato red, matching Ryland's. Ryland closes his eyes in embarrassment.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU. FUCKING KNOCK!"

"I-I'm...er...sorry.." he murmurs, before heading out the door. I take one look at Chris and laugh. She stares at me, finding zero amusement.

"It's not fucking funny...it's EMBARASSING.!"

"Oooh, dad walks in on daughter about to get eaten out. I've seen that title before online! So hot!" Chris shoves me, her face slowly gaining its regular color. She gets up, and puts on her joggers. "Where the hell do you think you're going? Things where getting good!"

She rolls her eyes before heading out the door, "I have to help with dinner, dummy."

Chris:

Fuck. We've never gotten so far, and just when it was getting really good, my dad decides to walk in on us. Does he even know what knocking is?

I head down stares, embarrassed as hell. Ryland's at the island chopping cauliflower, whilst jamming out to Britney Spears. Shane's at the counter drinking a diet A&W, and on his phone. I try not to make eye contact with Ryland, and I could tell he's still trying to get the image from earlier out of his head.

"What was so important that you had to interrupt Raven and I fucking for?" I say bluntly, smirking at my dad's surprised faces.

"Christine!" Shane scolds. "Language. And also, y'all maybe moving fast, but there will be no sex in this house."

"We weren't even-"

I stop at his stern look. I wash my hands in the sink, before letting my dad boss me around the kitchen.

"Put this in the oven." He orders.

"Ew, what the fuck is this. Looks like my diarrhea."

"Its cauliflower lasagna." Ryland says cheerfully.

"Why not regular lasagna?"

"Because Ryland wants us to start eating healthy. Healthy is boring and irrelevant." I laugh at my father's comment.

I put the dish in the oven. Stupidly, I don't put any gloves on and hit my hand on the side of the oven from me flenching because of the heat. I hiss at the burning sensation.

"Shit! Fuck!" I yell, alerting my dads.

Ryland glares at me for a second, probably thinking about some snark reply about oven safety he was going to say next. It's only when Shane yells at him does he help. My skin starts to change into a darker color.

He shoves my hand under the faucet, which makes it burn really bad.

"You did this on purpose." He mumbles. "Why are you doing this to yourself?"

"I didn't fucking do it on purpose!"

"Christine! Don't speak to your father like that." Shane gets up to examine my hand.

"What, do you think I'd really stick my hand in the oven wall on purpose? Cause that's fucking logic!"

They both pointedly stare at me. I sigh,they don't believe me. After the talk earlier with both of them about my recent episode, I don't think any of them trust me anymore.

They both think I'm the same suicidal girl from last year.

I'll just have to really make sure I'm being good, and honest, and healthy.

"We are mad at you, because we care." Ryland gives me a hug, and rubs my back. "We love you, babygirl."

"Ryland and I were talking, and we think it's best if you start taking your medication again, along with starting therapy. Like last year, if you don't tell us what's going on, we'll put you in therapy. We just want you to be happy again, sweetie."

"I-I do too."

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A/N: Is Chris lying? Ooooh shits about to go downnnnn. Vote and comment for moreee.