Chapter Twentyfour- The last lie

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"It's getting late. We should go to bed." I tell Jagger. He really needs to go home, but he can sneak out of my window in the morning.

"But I'm not tired." He whines. Me and Jagger have been watching movies all night and cuddling. I want to keep watching movies with him and let him hold me, but I really don't want my mom to find out that I brought a ghetto man into this house.

"Do you want to get your ass beat,  again, when my mom comes home home?" I ask him in a serious tone. He throws his head back and laughs.

"I'm sure your mom would love me." Right after he said that, the door swings open and my mom, my dad, and cash steps through the door. I forgot I never told my mom about Cash and I breaking up.

Cash's eyes go straight to Jagger and his arm around me. I push my self out of his arms and look up and my mom.

She's shocked. My dad seems like he doesn't even care because he goes straight to get some coffee.

"Dad? Where have you been?" I ask him, trying to change the subject. Jagger and Cash are still having a death stare.

"Why don't you ask your mom that." He grumbles. I turn to my mom and her face his now a bright red. Something is going on.

"Mom?" I walk to her. "What happened?"

She shrugs her shoulders and looks away back at Jagger.

"Who is this?" My mom points a finger to Jagger. I walk over in front of Jagger to block my mom from doing anything to him. I know she would accept that I broke up with Cash, but showing up with a black man, was never what my mom imagined.

"Who is it, Masie!" My mom screams louder. "Cash has been worried sick in Hawaii and he came back to tell you something important and here you are! Making out with a thug right in front of him!" She stomps back to where she was standing before and crosses her arms over her chest. I look at Cash furiously. Why would he tell her? What I do is non of Cash's business.

"Mom! I'll tell you about Jagger if you tell me what happened about you and dad." I snap at her and walk closer to her.

"I- I've been cheating." She says through her teeth and my dad drops his coffee cup on the floor. The room is quiet now. The only thing I can hear is Jaggers heavy breathing.

She cheated? She cheated on my dad. She's the reason why my dad is the way he is now. She's the reason my dad never wants to talk to me and have an actual conversation with me. We have been faking this family the whole entire time and I had no idea. I step a little closer and break the silence.

"With who?" I whisper with anger in my voice. My whole body is shaking and I feel my legs slowly beginning to collapse.

"C-cash's father." She stutters. So that's why she wants me to be around Cash so much? So she can be closer to his dad? And that's why my dad was never around when Cash was around.

"Dad, you knew the whole time, but you still stayed?" I look over at him. He still has hand in the air as if he's holding the coffee cup and has tears falling down his face.

"I love you, Masie. I couldn't leave while you're hear growing up." He mumbles. That's the first time I've heard my dad say he loves me. I feel my hate towards my mom began to grow.

"Y-you-." I walk over to my mom and get in her face.

"You bitch!" I shout and slap her across the face.

"Okay, okay! That's enough." Jagger warns me and pulls me by my waist.

"Don't touch her." Cash warns Jagger, but Jagger keeps his hands on me.

"I'll touch her how I want." Jagger warns and brings his hand to my arm.

"I said, don't fucking touch her!" Cash shouts again and slowly makes his way over to us.

"Cash." My mom warns while rubbing her cheek. I slapped her hard and she deserves it. It takes a lot to me not to crawl out of Jagger's hands and punch her in the face over and over again.

"Oh, I've already touched her. In places you've never touched." Jagger says in a deep voice. My mom gasp and I chuckle. I pat Jagger on the back and he smirks at Cash.

"That's it. I was going to tell you that I have to move to Hawaii and your mom was planning on coming with us just for a small vacation. And I hope she still is." He turns her attention to my mom and my mom smiles.

"Of course I am. That means, Masie, you will come with and get back together with Cash, or you can stay here with your father and
this thug." She laughs and walks over to the kitchen. This has to be a joke. My mom is not this type of person, she would never cheat on my dad and move away from our family. She's always been a great mom, but this, this is just out of her league.

"I'm staying with dad." I tell her and relax a little. I wipe the tears that have fallen from my face with my shirt and relax a little. After hearing what my mom did, I don't give a shit if she packs her stuff right now and leaves.

"Are you okay?" Jagger whispers in my ear as he plays with my hair to calm me down. I close my eyes and think of positive thoughts. My mind goes back to earlier where Jagger was fingering me and saying he loves me. I smile to my self. I open my eyes back up and see Cash trying to keep his eyes off of me.

"I'll be out all night. Cash, keep an eye on these three." They both laugh and my mom walks out the door. What was that? She's a whole different person now. I go to the kitchen and help my dad clean up the mess. Jagger sits at the counter and Cash sits in the living room.

"I'm sorry, dad." I cry and he pulls me in for a hug. We both sob into each other's shoulders before Jagger breaks us up.

"Rae, you need to sleep." Jagger puts his hand on the small of my back and tries to pull me away from my dad.

"Are you going to be okay?" I ask him and look into his eyes. I've never noticed how my dads eyes look exactly like mine. Our eyes both have the mixture of green and brown.

He nods his head and smiles at me before placing a kiss on my forehead. I pull Jagger by his hand and he follows me to my room. I don't know what Cash is doing, but that's the least of my worries.

I quietly close the my bedroom door behind us and Jagger slips off his shirt. Oh no.

"What are you doing?" I ask him and my heart beats louder.

"Well, I'm getting ready for bed." His face goes into a deep smirk. I watch as he moves his hands to the zipper of his pants and he slides them down. He climbs into my bed shirtless and gets under the covers. I walk over to my dresser and find a shirt and a pair of shorts to wear. Jagger watches me as I change and when I'm done, I slide in next to him. He puts his arm under my head and pulls me as close to his chest as possible.

"I love you." He whispers. My body tingles and I turn my body to put my leg on his body.

"I love you, too." I smile and close my eyes. Minutes later, we are both in a deep sleep.

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