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“You’re better than Dylan,” I stated, holding back the tears and my voice from breaking.
He snidely smiled. “Who loves you, baby?”
“You.”
He let go of my chin and tapped on his cheek like he always did after he hit me. I kissed it.
“You know I love you, don’t you, baby?”
I nodded.
“Tell me you know.”
“I know you love me.”
“Only me, baby, only me.”
He pulled me into his arms, wrapping them around me.
“I do this for you. I am what you deserve.”
If only he knew how true his words were.
DYLAN
“I’m coming! Hold on!” I yelled out, wrapping a towel around my waist. I opened my front door to find my mom standing there.
I smiled. “Hello.”
She rolled her eyes. “Dylan, I have been calling you all morning.”
I nodded, stepping aside to let her in.
“And I’ve been ignoring you all morning, but at least you knocked this time, much better than last time.”
She shook her head. “Well, I think catching my son having sex once is enough in a lifetime for any mother.”
I laughed, bracing myself up against the front door and folding my arms. “Oh come on, Ma, it hasn’t just been one time,” I joked.
“Don’t remind me, Dylan,” she stated in an exaggerated breath.
“Awww, Ma, you’ve seen me naked before. Don’t blush,” I teased.
“It’s not about your wiener, darling, I used to change your diapers, and I’m fully aware of what it looks like. It’s the fact that I saw it in some girl’s mouth that caught me off guard.”
I smiled high and raised my eyebrows, amused. “My wiener?” I repeated while laughing. “Only you refer to it as a wiener, Ma, and besides she was a nice girl, she swallowed.”
Her face frowned as she put her hands up in the air in a stopping motion. “Enough, Dylan, don’t think I don’t know what you’re doing. You’re trying to distract me from the reason I’m here. I don’t want to hear any excuses. You’re going.”
“I have plans,” I answered not needing to know the question.
“Cancel them.”
I pushed off the door and walked toward my kitchen with her right behind me. “I’m not arguing with you today, Ma.”
“Good, seeing as I have no intention of arguing. You’re going,” she ordered again.
I grabbed two bottles of water from my fridge and handed her one. “I’m not a kid, you can’t order me around anymore.”
