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Chapter 22- Alexander | Honey, I Lost The Kids!

Chapter 22: Honey, I Lost The Kids!

In the last 15 hours since the announcement in the dining hall, the temperature dropped, the wind started to pick up and Alex was sure that his heartbeat could be heard all the way fucking down in Ecuador.

It was 10 o'clock at night and both Alexander and Faye were tucked in the safe sanctuary of their cabin. Once Alex managed to match Faye's breathing with his, he took her out of the bathroom and made her sit on the edge of the bed. Knowing she'd want space - he sat in front of her on the floor. Neither of them had mentioned what happened in the bathroom and it remained a unspoken secret between them.

"Wait, so you did what?!" he said now feeling giddy with laughing and smiling. After they both knew it was going to be okay, Alex started making light conversation which then slowly turned into them grinning from ear to ear recounting old stories.

"I was six, I d-didn't know any better." she scrunched her nose and pushed a strand of hair behind her ear. Faye was looking down at her hands and smiling so hard, you'd forget that she was broken inside.

"Reminds me of the time I went and lived with my gran once. She gave me a plant and I named him Steve. She told me I had to keep taking care of him, and I swear to it mon ciel, that fucking plant took over my life" Alex smiled into the air between them when he heard Faye giggle. (My heaven)

"Qu'est-il arrivé?" she asked him eyes glimmering with curiosity. (What happened?)"

"Baby, he died in the first couple of days because I over-watered him. But refusing to accept that Steve was no more. I kept watering him and adding fertilizer and praying to the photosynthesis-gods that his spot on my balcony gave enough sunlight"

Her smile wavered and she looked poignant. As if she was thinking about a memory herself. She broke her daze and looked back down into his eyes and could feel them pulling her closer. She sighed under her breath and went back to bowing her head and looking at her fingertips.

"It reminds m-me of this book I'm reading for my creative assignment" she said voice quiet enough so that anyone in the room could hear the beds creak when she shifted her weight off the edge and went to sit down on the floor in front of Alex.

She pulled her knees in and dropped her chin to the middle of them. Cradling herself so that only the tips of her shoes and his wear touching. Creating a one-way series circuit of electricity rushing through them.

Alex swallowed at her bold move and continued to act as if she didn't just make a pivotal movement in his mind. "Qu'Est-ce que c'est?" (What is it?)

She licked her lips and Alex watched the trail of her tongue on her bottom lip, leaving it glistening. He felt his semi-erection pulse and harden. Thinking of all the little things she does, he started imagining a situation in his head. He couldn't help but to.

"Flowers for Algernon" she rasped seeming to feel the buzz of voltage passing through them.

He imagined taking her hand off of her leg and sliding it down in between them. Leaning forward, he pictured her being forced on her knees all by the power of his hand on hers guiding her. Taking her hand, he would trail those fingers across all the way to his straining cock. He smirked slightly when he could already visualize her audibly gasp and blush at the feel of his hardness.

"It's about a man, Ch-Charlie Gordon w-who undergoes surgery in order to save himself. B-but its relatively new. Only been trialled and tested on a m-mouse. Algernon." she said