《ALTERS. *COMPLETED*》25.
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Omniscient
2am.
Jaxon ended up sleeping in the living room, he tossed and turned for most of the night before finally putting his pride aside and sitting up on the couch. Bringing his elbows to his knees he let his hands dangle as he stared at the bedroom door.
Running a hand down his face he licked his lips before standing up, making his way over to the bedroom door he turned the knob and opened it, he turn of the low dimly lit lamp as Anya sat up with dry tears on her face. She looked at him and rolled her eyes before he walked toward her, cupping her face with his hands he leaned in and kissed her on the lips.
"I'm sorry bae, you were right I shouldn't have left you here. You forgive a nigga?"
She nodded her head but didn't say anything. "Talk to me." He said caressing her face with the pad of his thumb.
"I thought something happened. I know you needed to clear you head but at least communicate with me Jax."
He sighed and sat beside her. "I'm sorry aight." He said looking over at her as she laid her head in his lap, He arm draped around her waist. "I love you Anya and I don't want us to fight." He said running his finger through her hair and massaging her scalp.
"I love you too." She said before yawning.
"Still want me on the couch?"
"No." She chuckled as she sat up, kissing him on the lips again she watched him bring in the blanket and pillow from the living room.
"I'm not ready to go back to school in 3 days. Anya said laying on her side as Jaxon laid on his back.
"I ain't either to be honest. I wish I could just finish online but I gotta be around people. A nigga can't be by himself too long. You know?" He chuckled glancing at her.
"I know you're not gonna hurt yourself.. not anymore."
"Nah but... I'm just worried with whenever the baby comes-"
"Jax.. That's not for 8 months.. Don't work yourself up like that."
He sat up and looked at her. "You don't think I'm trying not to worry. It's like... I can't explain it. What if the baby cries so much that I end up hurting it or something. I don't wanna do that shit."
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"Have you talk to Brianna about it?"
"Yeah, she said we're holding on to a lot of self doubt.. I don't know."
"Are you just worried things won't be good?"
"Yeah shit gotta be precise a nigga slick got OCD man. It freaks me out some days that we're about to be parents. I don't know.." He trailed off before laying down again, he was trying not to get worked it.
"Did you take your medicine?"
"Nah. I'll go take it now." He said getting up from the bed. He closed the bathroom door behind him before opening the medicine cabinet. He stared at himself in the mirror.
Jaxon. He heard a familiar voice calling him.
Jaxon turn around..
He closed his eyes and swallowed down. "It's not real Jax.. Just take the pill, cut off the light, and go to bed."
He was beginning to hallucinate.
Quickly popping the pill into his mouth he swallowed it dry before putting his head down, hearing the voices in his head taunt him
with violent thoughts he hit the palm of his hand against his head. "Shut up, shut up." He muttered as the voices kept taunting him.
"In through your nose, out through your mouth. Just like Anya taught us... it's fine..." He mumbled standing back before looking into mirror again. The person in the mirror was him but he don't recognize him at all, the person had fresh cuts on his arms and a small white baggie of cocaine in his hand.
I'm in the one place that you can never escape...Your mind.
Growing agitated with the taunting he opened the bathroom door and quickly cut off the light, he briskly walked toward the bed before getting under the covers like a small child who was scared of the dark.
"Baby? You ok?"
"Yeah. Go to sleep." He said closing his eyes and forcing himself to fall asleep.
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A few hours later.
It was around 7 in the evening, after running a few errands and going to the mall Jaxon and Anya were back at home.
"Come here bae." He said before puckering you his lips for Anya to kiss him.
"You and that damn lip gloss ma." He chuckled as she rolled her eyes playfully.
"Oh whatever Jax.. You love it..I'm surprised no one else has fronted all day."
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"Me too.. I'm sure Milo will later or maybe tomorrow. He needed a break although he's the host." He shrugged as she straddled him, his hands immediately wrapped around her back.
"You like when I hold you like this?" He whispered into her ear as it sent a chill up her spine.
"Yeah." She mumbled.
"Hm? I can't hear you bae, talk to me." He said licking his lips before looking down as she nodded her head.
"Good because I don't want let you go." He admitted before hearing his phone ring. Looking at the contact he grabbed his phone and slid to green button to answer.
"What's good Dre."
"Where you at bro?"
"The crib, You and Makayla tryna come through?"
"Oh nah not tonight. She wanted me to call and check on you and shorty since Anya ain't answer her phone."
He chuckled a little "Why you ain't answer Kay's text?"
"I didn't know she texted me."
"Ya said she didn't see her text but we good bro. We'll see y'all tomorrow night."
"Aight."
Disconnecting the call he chuckled at the fact that he and Dre had become close, he hated him at first because he thought that Anya was going to leave him for him, but then realized that he had become a good friend to them both.. Even Makayla had grown on him.
Feeling Anya wined her hips a little he smacked her ass cheek before gripping it.
"You doing that shit on purpose."
"No I'm not." She laughed sitting up and giving him eye contact.
"Did you know pregnant sex it actually good for you?" She questioned looking up at him.
"Oh really?.. I had no idea." He laughed before pecking her lips a few times. "You must want me to fuck you back to sleep girl." He said as she laughed.
She looked up at him and batted her eye lashes a few time.
"Shit go get it ready for me ma." He said as she got up from the couch and went into the bedroom.
He sat on the couch for a few seconds before getting up and closing the bedroom door behind him.
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"Do you think it'll be a boy or a girl?"
"I don't know.. It'll be whatever God blesses us with."Jaxon said as they sat in the drive thru at chick -fil-a.
Anya was craving her favorite strawberry lemonade and nuggets so they went out and got it, as usual the line was wrapped around the building.
"I'm hoping for a girl but whatever we get is fine with me." She smiled as he yawned.
"I know after I eat the food I'm gonna be done for." Jaxon chuckled as the pulled up to the window to pay for the food.
"Same I'm still sleepy-"
"From me dickin you down huh."
"Jaxon!" Anya laughed as the young girl bringing their food the them stood at the window with wide eyes.
"My bad." He laughed as he took the bags of food and his change before pulling off.
"Can we watch a movie when we get home?"
"What movie?"
"ATL."
"Why ? So you am quote new new the entire time? She fine as hell tho-" He stopped as Anya stale faced him.
"Yeah we can watch it."
"Yay!"
Once they got into the house Anya cut on the movie and of course she was quoting all of the characters lines.
"I heard you a ya homegirls don't but none of that new new shit." Jaxon said quoting the movie before laughing. "That nigga funny." He said taking a sip of his sprite.
"Lemme ask you something."
Anya looked over at him giving him her full attention.
"You'd date me if I was a hood nigga?"
"You kinda are already."
"How?"
"Your demeanor.. You're so different from the way Milo acts. You're very nonchalant."
"Gotta be." He shrugged before focusing on the movie.
Laying across the couch Anya closed her eyes.
"Hey you think-" He chuckled and shook his head before cleaning up their trash, he then carried her to the bedroom before taking his pill and cutting off the lights.
"Just know that I love you so much." He kissed her cheek and laid down knowing that he'd be in the back of Milo's mind in the morning.
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