Best Friends

10

"Mom?" Jackson says at the same time I say Maddox's name.
They jump and scream.
That's why Courtney was sad about their engagement. This is what Maddox is hiding.
"What the fuck is going on here?" Jackson snaps.
"I can explain-" Maddox starts
"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't tell Katie." I demand.
Neither of them answer.
"What the fuck is wrong with both of you?" I ask.
"Lexi, wait-" Courtney tries speaking this time.
Jackson interrupts her. "We don't want to hear it. Get your fucking clothes on." When neither of them move, "Now." He growls.
The way the both listen to him surprises me. But not at the same time.
Once they're both dressed, Jackson pulls me in and he locks the door behind us.
"Now, why, how, when?" I ask.
"Courtney, you can leave." I note how Jackson calls her by her real name instead of Mom.
She walks out and Jackson relocks the door.
"What the fuck, man? My mom? Seriously? You're fucking engaged!"
"Please!" Maddox begs, he's crying. "Please, don't tell Katie, I'm in love with her!"
"Should've thought of that before fucking Courtney." I mumble. "How long have you been doing this?"
"Since my first year of college."
So he's been cheating on Katie for two years?
"Youre cheating on Katie?" I ask.
"I only came to talk to her, to end things. I'm engaged to Katie and I love her. A lot. I just wanted to talk and end it. She asked if we could fuck one more time, to make sure I don't have any feelings."
"And do you?" Jackson asks.
Maddox shakes his head.
"Either I tell Katie or I beat the fuck out of you for fucking my mom and betraying Katie."
"Please don't tell her." Maddox begs once again.
Jackson jumps. He attacks Maddox, slamming him onto the ground and punching him.
"Stop!" I scream, "Stop it, please! Jackson!" Jackson gets distracted for a minute by me and I think he's going to stop but that only give Maddox the opportunity to fight back.
Maddox flips so he's on top of Jackson, punching him.
"Stop it!" I cry. "Please!"
"What's going on in here?" I hear my mom yell and pound on the door.
I let her in and thank God she's the only person in the house.
"What the fuck?!" She yells and that's enough to make both boys stop killing each other.
They stand up and face my mom. They both look terrible.
Jackson has a black eye and a cut on his forehead. Whereas Maddox has a black eye, cut on his cheek (several actually) and a swollen lip.
"What is going on here? Why are you two fighting?"
Neither of them answer and long seconds, maybe minutes go by in silence.
"Maddox slept with Courtney." I blurt out. Mom looks pained. She loves Katie.
Mom slowly walks toward Maddox, very, very slowly.
Once she gets to him she just looks at him. She looks like she's about to break down and hug him but she does nothing.
Nothing until she slaps his cut up cheek, making a very loud slap. He winces.
"What is wrong with you?" She asks but doesn't wait for an answer. Mom walks out of the room, crying.
Jackson pulls me out of the room and into his room.
He shuts the door and takes me into his arms. I hug him back, wrapping my arms around his waist and laying my head on his chest. I cry into him.
Jackson lays his cheek on my head.
We stay like that for almost five minutes.
Eventually though, I pull back and look at him. At his bruised and bloody face.
"Are you okay?" I whisper, running my fingers over his eye.
He nods, closing his eyes.
I cup my hand over Jackson's cheek, he opens his eyes and lays his forehead down against mine.
"I'm sorry." He says. I nod.
He slowly moves his lips toward mine and kisses me slowly. I kiss him back and everything after that goes at slow-motion.
Jackson takes off his shirt and I take off mine.
He picks me up, cupping my ass in his hands and leans me against a wall.
He still kisses me gently. This isn't aggressive or fast like it normally is when we have sex. It's a lot calmer.
Eventually, Jackson walks me over to the bed, gently laying me down. I rub my hands down his stomach while he leans over me and untie his drawstring.
"I don't have anything to put on." He whispers.
"It's okay." I tell him, remembering what the doctor said after the first time Jackson and I had sex.
"Are you sure?" He asks.
I nod. "I can't get pregnant." I whisper and he looks down at me sympathetically, but I don't want his sympathy right now.
"It's okay." I tell him again, pulling at his pants.
Jackson pulls down my pants, rubbing me, getting me wet, then he pulls down his own, gently, oh so gently sliding himself inside of me. I whimper as he groans.
Still, he doesn't go rough or fast. He goes slow and steady.
Jackson grabs my hands, tangling our fingers together and putting them on either side of my head.
After about ten minutes, we both come down and lay next to each other, under Jackson's sheets.
Jackson breathes out a long breath. "Lexi."
"Yeah?"
"I love you." He says.
"I love you, too." I say.
"No, you don't understand, I love you, Lexi. I'm in love with you."
I freeze and sit up, I look down at him.
"Really?" He nods.
"I'm in love with you too." I whisper.
I lean down and kiss him.
"I know this is the worst possible timing but I can't hide the way I feel any longer." He admits.
"How long have you known?" I ask.
"You too. Say it at the same time."
"The second time we had sex." We say at the same time and laugh.
We both started developing feelings after we had sober sex.
I smile and peck his lips.
"I actually feel bad, though because I ended up calling a different girl your name... Several times." He admits.
I laugh, "If it makes you feel any better, I kept wishing that Aiden guy was you." I say, laying on his chest and falling asleep with my best friend.