“You’re irritating me,” I groaned as I swatted Mike’s hand away from my face. He had been home for about an hour and had decided to make some game of trying to touch my right eyeball.

“You’re no fun,” he pouted and jutted his bottom lip out.

I rolled my eyes and put my head on his shoulder, sinking into his side. I closed my eyes for a millisecond and when I opened them his finger collided with my right eye. I jumped up in pain and smacked him as hard as possible on his shoulder, “That hurt you fucking asshole!”

He bursted into laughter as I glared at him with my left eye, my hand covering my right. He was literally with his back on the couch, his hands holding his stomach, as he cackled into the air. I grabbed his pack of cigarettes from the coffee table and threw them at his head, but of course since I was throwing with only one eye and my left hand, I completely missed.

He stopped laughing for a minute and held his arms out to me, “Come here, Princess. I didn’t mean to hurt you.” I just pursed my lips and kept glaring with my one eye. “Rae,” he whined and stuck his arms out further, them almost touching my hips.

“Don’t wiggle your fingers at me,” I laughed as he tried to grab onto me. I walked into his embrace, “That really hurt you shit head. I’m probably going to be blind.”

He rolled his eyes, “Let me see.” I put my hand down, keeping my eye squinted closed, and he laughed, “Open your eye, stupid.”

“No! It hurts!” I whined. He pulled me onto his lap and sat us both back on the couch. He made a kissy face and I pressed my lips to his. When I pulled away I smiled at him, “I’m going to get you back for that.”

“Oh yeah?” He asked as he ran his hands up and down my sides, a mischievous grin on his face. “How are you going to do that?”

“You’ll just have to wait and see,” I smiled and leaned in to kiss him again, this time with more force. I wrapped my arms around his neck and interlocked my fingers. I pulled my lips from his and let my hands sit on the back of his neck, “When’s your brother going to get here?”

Mike shrugged and let his hands rest on my lower back, lightly drumming his fingers against it. “If I lean you backwards can you grab my phone and beer?”

I raised an eyebrow, “Why would I do that when you could easily reach it yourself?”

“Can you please open both eyes when you talk to me? I’m getting creeped out,” Mike smirked and I smacked his chest. “I’ve been drumming for weeks, I’m sore and lazy.”

“Looks like you’re not getting laid today then,” I smirked and leaned back, grabbing his phone and beer. He took his hands off of me and grabbed each item, glaring at me because of my last remark.


As if right on cue, Vic walked into the front door when Mike went to dial his phone. He came in with bags and bags slung over his little shoulders. Alex was hot on his trail, yelling at him. She nearly crashed into him as he stopped in the middle of the room and threw his bags on the floor. I squealed out with excitement as I got off of Mike’s lap and ran over to Vic, jumping on top of him and wrapping my legs around his little torso. We both went crashing onto the floor, me on top of him.

“I missed you so much, Vicky!” I screamed as I squeezed the living daylights out of him, letting my head rest on his chest.

He let out a laugh and kissed the top of my head, “I missed you too, RaeBear, but you’re crushing me.” I wiggled off of him and he let out a deep breath, sitting up and smiling at me, “Why is your mascara everywhere and your eye bright red?”

I pointed at Mike, “He decided to make a game out of trying to poke me in the fucking eye, and blinded me.”

Mike and Vic both began to laugh, Alex stood with her back against the front door. Her arms were folded across her chest, a pissy look on her face. I looked in her direction and shot her a questioning look, she just shook her head in response. I shrugged and brought my attention back to my boys, who were engaged in their own little conversation that I was left out of.

“What?” I asked when they both looked at me.

Vic smiled, “You were more excited to see me than you were to see Mike...”

I let out a giggle and flashed him a smile, showing all of my teeth, “You’re my best friend, what do you expect?”

“I just thought you would have been more excited to see your boyfriend... That’s all,” Vic laughed and stood up from the floor.

I followed in suite and sat back on the couch next to Mike, placing my head on his shoulder again. “He’s an abusive asshole. Why would I ever get excited to see him?” Mike let out a laugh and then pinched my thigh. I threw my hands in the air, one smacking him directly in the nose, on accident of course, “See!”

Vic just laughed and shook his head while picking up his bags and trekking back up to his room. Mike pursed his lips and looked at me, like he was ready to punch me for smacking him in the nose. He shoved me off his shoulder and down onto the couch, then practically jumped on top of me and pinned me down. He looked at me with playful eyes and a smile, then pressed his lips to mine again. He wasted no time in initiating a total make-out session, shoving his tongue into my mouth and placing one hand under my shirt, on my lower stomach. I groaned into his mouth as he brushed his hand over my pelvic bone, our teeth clashing with each other’s. I moved my hands up into his hair, flipping his camo snapback off his head and onto the floor. His hair had grown so long since I last saw him, and was now a nappy, black, tangled mess from my fingers. I yanked back on his hair causing him to grab my bottom lip with his teeth, giving it a firm tug, his canines sinking into the sides. I opened my eyes and looked into his big brown ones... I had missed him so much.

I was taken out of my trance by the sound of someone clearing their throat. I moved my hands from Mike’s hair and placed them back down by my sides. He got off of me and sat back down on the couch, pulling me back into his side. I had forgotten that Alex was in the room, and now I felt bad because she was definitely not in the mood to watch Mike and I hook up.

“What’s wrong?” I asked her as she sat at the bottom of the steps. She had her head in her hands, a frown on her full lips. “Alexandra...” She just shook her head and moved her hands, running them through her hair. I felt Mike shift uncomfortably beside me and it clicked. I stood up from the couch as fast as possible. “Victor Vincent, what the fuck did you do!” I screamed, about to make my way towards the stairs.

Mike reached out and grabbed onto my wrist, pulling it, “Rae, don’t get involved.”

I yanked my wrist from his grip and made my way to the steps, stepping beside Alex and climbing them up to the second story of the house. I slammed Vic’s bedroom door open and let it hit the wall, probably leaving a good sized dent from the door handle. “What the fuck did you do?”

He put the shirt that he had in his hands back on the bed and let out a sigh. “I didn’t do anything, Rae. I was tricked into something that I had no idea was going to happen. I had a fan come up to me and openly talk about their self harm, and I told them that if they ever needed someone to talk to they could just call me... I gave them my number... How was I supposed to know that she was lying and was going to try to come on to me after the show?”

He grabbed the shirt back off of the bed and walked over to his closet, grabbing a hanger and hanging it up. I didn’t really know how to respond to what he had just said to me... this is why Mike didn’t want me to get involved... but why was Alex freaking out over this if it wasn’t Vic’s fault. He just huffed and moved back over to the bed, grabbing another shirt and hanging it.

“Vicky, I’m sorry...” I mumbled while sitting down on the empty spot on his bed.

“Alex refuses to believe me,” he shrugged and put his empty bag underneath his bed. “I didn’t do anything wrong, Rae. When have I ever cheated on anyone?”

I nodded, “I know, babe. You’ve never cheated on anyone and I know you never will. I don’t understand why she won’t believe you, but that’s stupid on her part. Don’t worry about it.”

He hung up his final shirt and then sat down on the bed in front of me, Indian style. “It just sucks. I was so excited to come home and see her, and the first thing that happens is a fight over something I had no control over!” He ran a hand through his hair and then leaned back, his back falling onto the comforter, “I gave up fighting with her in the car. What is the point of arguing when she isn’t going to believe me?”

“Can I have my girlfriend back now?” Mike’s voice sounded from the door. I looked up to see him leaning on the door frame, his arm propped up on the other side, a smile on his face. “Alex left, by the way.”


A few more hours went by at the Fuentes’ household. Mike made me have about four orgasms in two hours, which was fan-fucking-tastic. Then we showered and he surprised me with a cute little outfit laying on his bed, brand new, with tags and everything. He explained that I was to get ready and we were going to go out to dinner tonight with his parents. I was a little confused as to why he bought me the new clothes, but hey... clothes are clothes... and I wasn’t going to complain.

“Baby, can you please come straighten the back of my head? I’m running late!” I yelled down the stairs as I ran back into the bathroom, grabbing for my mascara. I was supposed to be ready by five-thirty, and it was already five-fifteen and I was half done.

I bolted out of the bathroom once I had mascara on my eyelashes. I wasn’t going to be wearing much make-up this evening since I obviously had no time to apply it. I ran into Mike’s room and pulled my outfit on, then nearly collided with him as we both walked into the hallway.

“Easy there, killer,” he smiled and held his hands up, walking into the bathroom. He grabbed my straightener and clapped the plates together, signaling for me to come into the bathroom. I stood in front of him, my heels dangling from my hands, as he straightened the back of my head.

“All better,” he smiled as he put the straightener down on the counter and turned it off. I turned and looked at him and smiled, saying thank you, and he grinned, “You look very pretty tonight, baby. I picked out a great outfit, didn’t I?”

I rolled my eyes and sat down on the toilet, pulling my heels onto my feet and strapping them up. I stood up, and looked up at him. My eyes came to his lips now, so I was still shorter by a lot. “Yeah, you didn’t do too bad.”

He smirked and grabbed my hands, “Come on, little lady. Go get your purse and let’s get out of here.”

Mike had decided to take the Escalade to dinner tonight instead of the Camaro... something about how he missed being able to “drive his big boy” or something gay like that. I didn’t care which car we took, other than the fact that he loved to blair rap in the Escalade like he was black or something. When we pulled up to the restaurant, his parents were already inside, so we just went in and met them.

“Well don’t you look lovely, Rae,” Vivian smiled at me as I sat in the booth, across from her.

I smiled back at her, “Thank you. Your son surprised me with all of this when I got out of the shower.”

Vivian rolled her eyes and then looked at Mike, “When did you become such a gentleman, Michael?”

“He was raised by the best,” Victor chimed in.

“Bullshit,” Vivian muttered under her breath, causing us all to laugh a bit. “How was tour?”

Mike shrugged, taking a sip of the beer that was sitting in front of him. “It was tour. It was great, but it feels so damn good to be home. And it’s nice knowing that I now have someone waiting for me back here other than just you guys.” Mike wrapped his arm around my shoulders and pulled me into him, kissing the side of my head, “I do think I got too attached to this one though. It got a little lonely on the road.”

I smiled at the sound of him getting “too attached to me”. It was cute to hear those words come out of his mouth, and I was glad that he really did care about me that much and he loved me that much. I still had yet to tell him that I loved him, but I felt like it was going to come out soon. The butterflies I received when I saw his plane landing, and the way I felt once I was in his arms again... I was definitely feeling something for him.

Victor let out a laugh as I devoured my burger, “I don’t even know the last time I saw you eat so much, Rae.”

I laughed and put my burger down, “Me either. I feel like I’m going through a growth spurt or something. I think it’s because I’ve been working out more now that Mike’s been gone.”

“I was a little shocked when you ordered a burger,” Mike laughed from beside me, squeezing my thigh with his left hand. “You’re usually Little Miss Caesar Salad.”

I rolled my eyes at his comment and just listened in on the rest of the conversation regarding Mike’s tour. I was hearing new stories that I hadn’t heard before, and I smiled to myself as I thought of how he tells his parents all of the R-Rated stories that you would never think he’d say. I laughed along with everyone as I finished my burger, pretty shocked myself that I did finish the entire thing. I was usually lucky if I made it half way through a salad.

“So Tony climbs on top of the bus, drunk off his ass, and Vic looks up at him and asks why he’s on the roof, and he replies with “why are you not on the roof”... Needless to say, he didn’t remember any of that,” Mike laughed as he sipped at his beer, placing it back down onto the table.

I snickered to myself as I leaned more into his side, feeling full and content, “Tony is such an idiot when he gets drunk.”

“All of you are,” Vivian laughed. “You always have been. I have vivid memories of the two of you drunk and arguing at Vic’s graduation party.”

“Mike ate the last piece of cake, and it was his third, and I had yet to have any... I was pissed.”

“You knocked my plate out of my hands,” Mike laughed, obviously remembering exactly what happened that day.

Vivian smiled, “And I also remember when a certain someone falling off the roof.”

“We don’t talk about that,” I laughed, my cheeks burning at the thought of that memory.

“You fell off our roof?” Mike bursted into laughter. “When the hell was this?”

“Our senior year,” I cringed. “Vic and I decided we were going to climb onto the roof in the fucking rain and I slipped and went tumbling down to my death. I landed on my back, on top of the hose, in the front yard.”

“Where was I?” Mike asked, still laughing.

I pursed my lips, trying to remember where Mike was that night. Nothing was coming to mind. I licked over my lips, “I honestly have no idea where you were... but you weren’t home. The only people that were home were Vic, your mom, and me.”

“I was so scared I was going to have to drive you to the damn hospital because you broke your back. I screamed at Vic for at least an hour that night while you were lying on the couch, screaming in pain.” Vivian shook her head, “I think you may have been the worst out of all the boys.”

I scoffed, “I was not! Mike was totally worse than me.”

“I never fell off a roof,” he chimed in with a smirk, receiving a smack on the arm from me.


Later that night, I laid back in my bed with my head on Mike’s bicep. Diablo was in between Mike’s thighs, snoring softly, matching his “Daddy”. I let out a sigh, realizing that I needed to get out of bed and turn the light off. I pushed the covers off my legs and shimmied my way out of bed, walking towards my door and turning my light off. I decided I should grab a glass of water while I was up, because god knows I’d wake up thirsty in the middle of the night. I walked back into my room, closing the door behind me. Then placed my glass down on my nightstand. I took off the pair of pants I had on and climbed back into bed next to Mike who had changed positions. He was now on his side and Diablo was in his little doggy bed. I turned off the T.V. and then got into bed, placing my back against Mike’s chest and exhaling softly.

I felt a small, soft kiss placed onto the back of my neck as Mike wrapped his arms around me, pulling me closer into his body and whispering, “I love you.”

I smiled and relaxed more into him, allowing him to nuzzle his face in my neck, “Hey, Mikey?”

“Yeah baby?”

“I think I love you too.”

Notes

First off, I want to thank all of you for waiting patiently for this update.
I'm sorry that I have really been slacking, but college is kicking my ass this semester.
I'm hoping to have another update out in a couple weeks - so just hang in there.

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Let me know how you feel about this chapter.
Rae FINALLY said the L word.

What's going to change now?

A lot is in store for this.
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