The sun beamed into the room waking me up out of my sleep. I groan moving a little when I feel a body next to mine. I open my eyes a little, a smile creeping in my face as I see Jason's beautiful blue eyes staring down at me.
"H-hi." He rasps, a smile on his face.
"Hi." I croak, my voice horse a little.
"How'd you sleep?" He asks rubbing my cheek.
"L-like a b-baby." I sigh, grasping his wrist.
"That's good." He says pecking my nose.
"What about you?"
"I slept great... And that's a first." he says.
"Whys that?" I ask curiously.
"I... I have nightmares most nights." He says looking away from me.
"Oh..." I squeak, staring at him.
"Are you hungry? I make great pancakes..." He says after a few awkward seconds.
"Sure." I smile. He looks up at me, pecking my lips.
After cleaning myself, I dress in my clothes from the previous night and head in the kitchen. It smelled like heaven in there.
"Wow... It smells so good in here..." I moan.
"Thank you." Jason smirks passing me a plate.
"Mmm. Blueberry." I hum as he sits beside me.
"Eat up babe." He coos kissing my temple as I take a bite of pancake.
He watches me, smiling and giggling at my sounds of satisfaction with his cooking.
"So... Are you ready for your last year in high school?" He asks after I finish.
"Yeah. I guess." I say shrugging my shoulders.
"You sound unsure."
"I mean... I'm excited to graduate. But..."
"But what?"
"It's just... I don't know what I want to do when I get out."
"Oh. I understand."
"You do?"
"Of course. That's how I was when I graduated. But soon I realized what I wanted to do."
"And what's that?"
"Work with children."
My eyes widen. "You like children?"
"No. Love!" He says.
"Awe..." I say.
"But... I'm going to school for construction. I love kids, but I'm better with making stuff. Y'know using my hands." He says putting dishes away after he washes them.
"Oh. D-do you e-ever think a-about having kids?"
His face drops. "I-I have."
"And?"
"If it's meant to be, it's meant to be." He shrugs. I nod silently.
"What about you?" He asks me.
"Um... I have. But since I have a... You know, that... I have to weigh the possibility."
"Wait. You mean you have all the parts of a woman?"
I look down at my hands. "I'm not sure. My doctor wants to check me out soon."
He walks behind me, wrapping his arms around me. "It doesn't bother me, Derek. I accept you as you are."
"I-I know." I stammer, rubbing his hands.
"I'll get dressed and then take you home. Okay?" He says kissing me behind my ear.
"Okay."
After he was dressed, we drove to my house. The ride was very peaceful, although Jason kept pecking my hand every now again, which was very sweet.
As we pulled up, I noticed an unfamiliar car.
"Is that your moms car?" I ask Jason.
"No..." He answers as we get out.
I walk into the door, I hear noises. They were like moans. Two females.
"What the fuck?" I hiss looking at Jason. He shrugs his shoulders.
"Oh fuck Mimi.." I hear someone moan. I walk towards the living room and the sight nearly blinded me.
My mom and another female fucking on the couch.
"Mom?!" I squeal, making them both jump, grabbing clothes.
"Derek... Jason... Wha-"
"Mom, what's going on?" I say, my voice shaky.
"Derek... This is Michelle. Michelle, my son Derek." My mom pants putting her outfit back on.
"H-hi I'm-"
"Michelle, yeah. I heard. Mom? Are you going to answer my question?"
"Um... I was going to tell you. But I just didn't know how." She says rubbing her lips.
"T-tell me what?" I ask.
She looks at Michelle nervously.
"Derek... I'm bisexual."
Holy. Shit.
(A/n: well damn. Didn't see that coming.
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