----I know it has been a good long time since my last submission and I do apologize to all the people who have read and enjoyed the previous installments. The reasons for the delay have been posted if you're interested. I am already working on the next chapter and will post if this is received well enough. Again, thank you to all who are reading this and sorry to the people who have patiently waited. Enough outta me now.----
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It was well past midnight and Nathan was walking through a neighborhood that was only vaguely familiar. Not that he was paying attention though. His brain wouldn't stop replaying the image in Amy's room. How he wished he had a stop button for that, or a brick to throw through the screen.
His emotions ran all over the place. He was scared that he might caused his family to break apart. Confused about his feelings for his sister. And most of all, angry at seeing what his brother was doing to HIS Amy.
"Damn," he thought. " I have to stop thinking like that. She obviously doesn't want me as more than a fuck buddy." He sighed heavily and looked at his watch. Six hours wasn't a lot of time for sleep when he had school and football practice the next day. And he sure as he'll wasn't ready to go home. Nate found himself going the last place he ever would've thought.
"Hey Cindy," he whispered outside her window as she wiped the sleep from her eyes. When she was alert enough to see who it was she looked at him forlornly.
"Nate, it's after one. I know our breakup is hard but we can talk about it some other time."
"The audacity of this bitch," Nate thought. Her eyes got big and Nate realized he might have said that out loud. Oh well, he didn't need her pity, he was only looking for a place to crash. "I'm having issues at home, I was looking for a place to stay tonight and I thought we were still friends enough that I could still come to you for help." Nate turned and walked away.
"Nate, wait."
"Fuck you Cindy. I don't need your help or your pity. I can't believe you thought this was about you." He decided he'd go home and try to get any sleep possible.
The house was quiet when he crept in. He tried being as quiet as possible because the last thing he needed was to add more grief on top of everything else. Then he saw Amy. She was curled up on the stairs snoring softly.
Nate turned his head toward the ceiling, "God, can you explain this whole karma thing to me? Cause I'm really feeling like I'm getting screwed here." Nate just stared at her and wondered why he found her so perfect. She wasn't the hottest woman he'd ever seen, but she was flawless. Her quick wit and cheerful personality made her a joy to be around. He compared her to Cindy and found Cindy lacking in many areas. His Amy was perfect!
He gently shook her awake. Unlike Cindy, she was awake immediately. She stood up and wrapped her arms around his neck almost as if she let go he might disappear.
"I'm so sorry." She cried with her face buried in his shoulder. "I can't say that had nothing to do with you, because it did. Alot. But it wasn't what you think."
"Ames," he said stroking the back of her hair. "I have to get some sleep. I have school and practice tomorrow."
"Can I sleep with you tonight?" She saw the hurt on his face as she said this. She vowed to make it up to him somehow.
"I don't know..."
"I just need to be near you.". Nate's heart started to beat faster. Those seven words confused him even more than before. He had never felt this way about anyone before, and he had never been hurt this bad before. He felt like his brain was going to overload.
"Okay." He said it so quietly he wasn't sure she heard him. She pulled away and led him by the hand to his bed. "I don't want to talk about it right now though. We'll talk when I'm ready." They got into bed and instantly molded to each other. It wasn't sexual or even sensual, but comfortable, almost like it happened a hundred times before. As soon as she put her head on his shoulder and her arm across his chest, his mind quieted for the first time since that afternoon and promptly fell asleep.
Amy heard his deep, even breaths and traced circles on his chest as she stared at him. She was just as confused as Nate was. How was he so accepting about his feelings for her? It was wrong, them being together. But she could see it in his eyes. He felt the same thing she did. She had fucked Bobby to try and recreate the feeling, and then she could dismiss it as just getting caught up in the naughtiness. Bobby had done nothing for her though. Sure it felt good as far as sex goes, but it was no where near the best she ever had. That title went to Nate. Only two times, with a combined total of less than thirty minutes and it was hands down the best.
Moreover, she was scared. He was so angry, hurt, and generally just broken. She had done that to him just so she could feel better about herself. She laid her head on his chest and drifted off in the comfort of their closeness. "I will fix this," was Amy's last thought before sleep overtook her.
They both woke up and stared into each others eyes. Nate would laugh when he saw other couples doing this because he never understood what the big deal was. Now, he was unable to look away. A smile formed at the corners of Amy's mouth and it brought his own smile out. He was fairly sure it would be impossible to not smile when she was happy.
"Let's get breakfast before I go to school," he suggested. She bounced happily off his bed and made sure he was following before swaying her hips as she walked down stairs. Nate felt at fault for the tension between him and his siblings. He was determined to grit his teeth and put things right in the family.
Bobby was downstairs cooking, which is unusual to say the least when he heard footsteps on the stairs. He stared at the pans in front of him refusing to meet their gaze. He felt arms come around and hug him from behind. "Sorry," said Amy softly.
"Me too," he replied turning around and returning the hug. He looked up and saw Nate smiling but there was a hint of anger in his eyes. "Same to you too Nate, sorry." He was going to continue but Nate cut him off.
"It's over with. Besides, your always telling me not to be a pussy. So man up, dog fucker."
Bobby laughed, genuinely relieved that the worst was over. "Alright cunt tease."
"Seriously, out of all the things to tell him, you decided on that?" He asked Amy jokingly.
She also got caught up in the sibling banter that always kept close. "I could have told him about the time in the backyard when I saw you..." Nate rushed over and put his hand over her mouth causing Bobby and Amy both to laugh.
"I've got to get to school. See you guys tonight."
"Need a ride?" Bobby asked. Damn their trying hard.
"No, I'm gonna walk. Want to clear my head." He felt alot more rested than he thought he would with as little sleep he got. He about lost it when Bobby hugged His Amy.
