Remedy Book: 5

33-Change Your Ticket

Watching you get dress
Messes with my head.
Take that bad off your shoulder.
-Change Your Ticket-One Direction
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Flawsy's P.O.V

(They're Texting. R=Rushing F=Flawsy)

R: Hey...I miss you.

F: I get that a lot.

R: I need to see you Law.

F: me?.....or her. We've been over this Rushing, it was never me.

R: I love you... I do...

F: Do you?

R: I think you're afraid of love.

F: am I? Because last time I checked there was this guy named Brandon that im hopelessly in love with.

R: oh please my dear, you haven't even fucked him.

I rolled my eyes.

F: love isnt all about sex. And for your information, we have done it.

R: you fucked the kid?

F:I made love to him, he Isnt you so I didn't just fuck him.

R: oh Flawsy Marie there's no such thing as "making love."

F: jeez you're sickening, this is exactly why Cherry left you.

R: stfu -.-

F: I gotta go my baby is crying.

R: whatever.

I locked my phone and set it on the dresser. Bryson wasn't crying, just whimpering. He was hungry. Brandons leave from school was over so he had to go back, he pushed Brysons crip in her next to my bed and the railing was down so I had easy acesses with him without having to put pressure on my leg.

I began feeding him.

"Your father is a jerk. Not your dad, your father. You know the one who helped me make you. Hopefully you never meet him." I talked to him as he ate. His little eye lids falling down as he ate.

"I hope you're nothing like him. If your ever have a girlfriend, which will never happen because you're not allowed to date till im dead, but if you do get one please dont leave her because she has cancer and then go do dirty stuff with her sister cause if you do you'll be grounded for life mister."

He whimpered and stopped eating meaning he was full. I began burping him, which was his least favorite thing ever.

"Just never ever be like him." I whispered patting his back lightly.

Until Bryson was born I never thought I could love a person so much. He was my world and my everything. And I loved him so much it hurt, I couldn't imagine him being in pain or be sad or having sex with girls, being high or getting drunk. I didn't want to think like that at all.

He was almost 5 months old and was starting to sit up all by himself and laid on his tummy scooting, trying to crawl but failing miserably.

He giggled looking up at me as I sat him in front of me.

"Maaa." He squeled. Clapping. (Are 5 month olds even this active like wtf idek)

"I love you." I told him. "Gooo." He cooed. I laughed and pulled him back into my arms.

Emmy's P.O.V

Joey was hovering above me as he kissed me roughly. His hips grinded into mine.

"Hear that?" He asked pulling away. We were so silent for a moment so I could hear, but I heard nothing.

"Uhm no." I said. "Exactly no ones here. "How fabulous." I smirked before kissing him again.

He pulled back again making me sigh. I finally faced the fact that I might be a sex addict. And I just really needed something right now.

"Look I don't just want to fuck you." He said. "Then what are we doing here?" I chuckled looking up at a shirtless Joey whilst he looked down at a half naked me.

"I don't want it to be one of those things where you leave afterwards." He whispered. "It Won't. I promise ill stay with you and cuddle with you all night afterwards. Just like old times." I winked.

"Blonde hair Emmy seems to be back." He smiled.

"I decided pink haired Emmy didn't have such a good perspective of Life." I told him. "Well my Emmy is back, thats all that matters." (Omfg my Emmy I just ajsriroeocjdi)

"I love You." I said kissing him again. When he kissed back I knew the feeling was mutual.

And after we were finished I did keep my promise and cuddled with him. He held me close my face nuzzled in his neck and his arms around my waist protectively and our legs tangled together.

And in that moment we were twenty two again. Twenty two, young, stupid, and in love.

I missed Joey, I missed him so fucking much. I miss him holding me and telling me it'd be okay. I missed when our only worry in the world was forgetting to buy blue hair dye and new rolls of toilet paper. And just like Joey had his Emmy back, His Emmy had her Joey back and that made her the happiest she has ever been. And for the first time in forever she didn't feel depressed.

She felt whole.

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A/N: JEMMY 4 EVA CAN WE JUST THEY'RE SO PERFECT

also there is a lot of talk about the difference between fucking and making love xD

Also just a reminded that this isn't a Joey fanfic, its about every character (thats why the title doesn't have a Joey Graceffa fanfic in the title)

xCouis