2am (Chp 13)
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“Jaune…” Reese reached up, cupping his face with her small hands and turned him so they were looking directly into each other's eyes, “I’m speaking this as a friend and your girlfriend… that skank is a disaster… she’s going to implode and I’ll be fucked sideways if I let her take you and Az with her.”
“But…”
“Jaune… I understand… she’s the mother of your child. She birthed that darling angel… but you NEED to remember who was there for you when you were struggling.” Reese rose up on her knees and leaned forward, pressing her forehead against his, “It was not her… it was NOT her.”
“I know… but Az is so happy at what she thinks is going to happen.” Jaune sighed, “How do I crush her like that. Tell her that mommy and daddy…”
“You need to be honest with her, yourself and Pyrrha.” Reese offered, “As much as I hate to admit it, but Pyrrha has a right to be in Az’s life… which means she’ll be a part of yours…”
“You’re also a part of that life.” Jaune commented, as he turned in his seat just enough to be able to place his hands on hips. “But it can’t be fair to…”
“It’s not… but it is how it is.” Reese cut him off. “I never pressured you and I accepted your decision to keep us on the down-low, especially with Azalea. Right now, I am content with being Daddy’s Special Friend that gets Nighttime Cuddles.”
Jaune snorted, remembering exactly that title was coined by his daughter, who was six at the time.
“Laugh it up… but I’m being honest here… Jaune I want to be more… but until you figure out what you want… who you want… and make that decision things will not work out for you no matter who you sweet talk into your bed.”
“I get what you’re saying… I do, but it’s hard. So hard.”
“Jaune?” Reese asked as she saw the tears starting to form in his deep blue eyes. “Jaune what’s wrong?”
“No… nothing.” he sniffled.
“Don’t give me that bullshit.”
“It’s back…”
“What’s back…” Reese’s eyes grew wide with concern. “Show me your arms!”
“It’s okay… I went to see Dr Primrose…”
“Arms!” Reese demanded as she released Jaune from her grip.
Jaune swallowed and then proceeded to roll up the sleeve of his hoodie, revealing the inflamed marks on the underside of his forearm. Reese grabbed him by the wrist, and twisted just enough to make the cuts clearly visible. Snapping her eyes upwards, they captured Jaune’s. His filled with regret, remorse, sadness and pain. She released her grip and grabbed him by the sides of his face, pulling him down and into a frenzied, fierce kiss, pushing every ounce of what she felt for him into the action.
“Jaune…” Reese whispered once again, leaning her forehead against his, “please don't hurt yourself… especially because of her. She’s not worth it.”
Reese titled her face, and gently caressed Jaune’s lips with her own. She could taste her tears along with his, upon their lips.
“She’s not worth it.”
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It's 2:08 am, I've cleaned my room, started some laundry, and I've tidied the kitchen. Tomorrow I tackle the bathroom and living room ☺️ I'm tired and I wanna go to sleep now. Silly ADHD ✨🤷🏻♀️
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