Chapter two
Selena's POV
"Luci Astro I'd like to speak with you please." I called out as my homeroom group piled out. She stayed where she was and when everyone was gone I closed the door. I went to sit next to her at the desk and smiled sympathetically at her.
"What's up?" She asked me cheerfully before letting the smile fall from her face.
"That's what I wanted to ask you, you're not yourself today. Don't tell me nothing's wrong because I've known you for four years now." I told her with the same sympathetic smile. She just shrugged and shook her head.
"Nothing, I'm just tired." She told me simply as if I'd believe it.
"That was always my excuse when I had the weight of the world on my shoulders, what's wrong?" I asked her again.
"I just… I don't know what I'm feeling right now, I'm confused and it's eating me up." She said casually as if it was nothing. I gave her a 'carry on' looked and she sighed. "It's just… Have you ever liked someone, like really liked them, but knew it was totally wrong and it would never happen?" She asked me. I grinned slightly, of course I had. The difference is that the girl I liked is now my wife.
"I have indeed. I think the majority of people do these days. It doesn't make you a bad person, you can't control your feelings it's impossible." I told her honestly.
"This isn't normal though… It's really unaccepted here and if anyone ever found out my life would be over." She stated dramatically. I giggled slightly and shook my head.
"Oh I miss being your age, I really do. It doesn't matter though, it doesn't matter who you like or what the risks are if you're willing to take them and this person can make you happy then you should take the risk and tell them."
"It's really not that simple it's just… I don't…" She trailed off quietly almost in tears.
"What is it that's so bad?" I asked her prepared for anything she was ready to say.
"It's gross…" she trailed off as she picked at her fingernails. I just smiled for her to carry on which eventually did. "I think I'm… gay… I don't know I just really like a girl at the minute. You can feel free to be disgusted and request for me to change home rooms I'll totally understand but please I'm begging you, don't tell anyone." Oh.
"Right… I'll tell you something now but you have to swear you won't say anything. You'll be in serious trouble if you do and I'll make sure of it." I threatened her, it was bad but I had to. Luci just nodded for me to carry on, "You see this wedding ring on my finger?" I asked her as I held my left hand up. She gasped in shock, I don't know why.
"You're married? I didn't know." She stated simply.
"I am indeed married… to another woman." I told her softly to which she gasped again.
"What did you just say? I swear you just said you're married to a girl…" She trailed off confused.
"I am, I've been in a relationship with her since I was your age and we married nine years ago. We have two children and a totally normal life. I won't tell you that it was always easy because it wasn't, believe me when I say that it was a lot more difficult for me than anyone else in your or my situation. Coming out in school wasn't easy, I went through a period where everyone basically hated me but it did get better and I'm not saying that to make you feel better, I genuinely mean it." I told her honestly, she smiled weakly then looked up at me.
"Why was yours so bad?" She asked me quietly.
"Mine was older and it was hard. Now we live together and work together. We share our lives and I couldn't be happier. Things do get better." I felt like I was on repeat but it was hard to be convinced when you're seventeen and having a rough time.
"She works here?" She asked me casually. Shit.
"She does… My name is Selena Gomez… Lovato." I told her awaiting the response which was yet again another gasp.
"Oh my god… Mrs Lovato? No way!" She exclaimed in pure shock.
"Yes way, but like I said you can't say anything." I told her seriously. Luci just nodded quickly and sat up slightly before slinging her backpack onto her shoulder.
"I won't, Ms. Gomez, I promise. My lips are sealed, seriously. I wouldn't ever tell anyone it's not my place to say. Thank you so much, you've really helped." She told me with a genuine grateful smile. I smiled back and quickly scribbled a note into her student planner, excusing her lateness and then handed it to her.
"It's honestly no problem, if you need anything don't be shy. As your homeroom tutor I'm here for you to talk to. Now off you go to class, I'll see you tomorrow." I told her with a polite grin as she got up and left. It took all but five seconds for me to realise I had a class standing outside waiting to come in. I quickly went to the door and looked at the group of around twenty sophomore's waiting impatiently to come in.
"I am so sorry guys I had to speak to a student, come on in and stand at the back please. When I call your name you will take a seat where I point, alright?" I asked them all with a welcoming smile. The class piled in and I sent them to their correct seats before beginning the lessons.
At four PM Demi and I got into our silver Lamborghini and drove home, looking forward to our kid-free night. It's not that we didn't absolutely love the boys but we needed some 'us' time, it had been so long.
"I love you." I breathed out shakily to Demi as we lay down on the couch naked and sweaty. My hair was sticking to my forehead and I knew I looked extremely unattractive but I didn't care, I was in serious pleasure with my beautiful wife lying on top of me with two fingers slowly pumping in and out of me. I was so close to reaching my climax that I could barely breathe, my heart was hammering in my chest and my body was twitching every time she brushed her thumb against my clit.
Finally my climax hit and I fell back on the couch.
"I love you too." She whispered as she traced shapes on my bare chest and stomach. I took a few moments to regain control of my breathing before I quickly flipped our positions so that I was on top of Demi. I started placing butterfly kisses down her body, caressing her perfect breasts and every other part of her lovingly. "Fuck me, please." She groaned out whilst biting the back of her hand. I loved that I had that effect on her; it turned me on so much.
"What?" I asked her teasingly as I brushed my hand against her most sensitive area.
"Fuck me now!" She basically shouted.
"Not until you tell me what you are." I whispered, once again brushing my hand against her moist centre.
"I'm your dirty bitch; I am a masochistic slut but only for you." She breathed out frustrated. I grinned before slapping her moist area, hard. "Aaaargh!" She screamed out in pain. I grinned because as much as I hated hurting her I knew she was enjoying it. She really was a masochist but she only got up the courage to tell me when we were drunk on our wedding night. I slapped her again before quickly sticking two fingers inside her and pumping in & out hard.
I scratched down her stomach with my free hand and I swear I drew blood. Demi was lucky tonight, it was extremely rarely that I actually agreed to hurt her, I didn't like it one bit.
I moved down so that my face was level with her heat before quickly biting down on her clit causing her to literally scream my name. It didn't take much more after that before Demi came; all over the couch.
I looked up from where I was to inspect the damage done; I had in fact drawn blood on her stomach and left a love bite on her left breast. I looked up at her face and to my sheer horror I saw a love bite on her neck. Shit.
"Slight problem…" I trailed off before pecking her lips quickly.
"What's that?" Demi whispered quietly whilst twirling my hair around her fingers.
"I sort of left a visible mark… on your neck." I told her quietly. Demi shot up from where she was lying on the couch and ran across the room to look in the mirror.
"Oh shit. Selena I told you! We can't go to work with marks like that; we're supposed to set an example to the kids. Baby I can't go to work like this!" She exclaimed as she rubbed her neck as if it would make the mark magically disappear which made me chuckle a little bit. "This isn't funny! Oh my god; fucked it." She cried whilst still rubbing her neck.
"Get over it Demi, wear a scarf or a turtle neck." I suggested with a shrug which Demi laughed at. Before I knew what was happening she jumped on me and latched on to my neck, sucking it hard. "No! Dem Stop!" I shouted trying to push her away but every time I tried she sucked harder.
"There, now we match." She told me with a wink. I jumped up and looked in the mirror to see an equal love bite on my own neck, sticking out like a sore thumb.
"You're lucky I love you." I growled at her before literally pouncing on her and knocking her down onto the couch.
More, not so visible, love-bites and several orgasms each later we both finally collapsed on the bed which we managed to find our way to after around my third or fourth orgasm. It really was the best night we'd had recently. Not just because we made love multiple times but because it was the first time since Harley was born that we'd had a night together where it was just us and we had nothing whatsoever to worry about.
It was only around eight PM and just as we'd gotten comfy the doorbell rang. Demi groaned but went to get up so I grabbed her wrist and pulled her back down.
"Leave it they'll go away. If it was anyone important they'd phone." I said, knowing that the only person important would be my parents and they would in fact call one of us if there was a problem with one of the boys.
The bell rang again but neither of us moved. It rang once more and I threw the covers off myself.
"Right, that's it." I said angrily as I grabbed my dressing gown from the back of the door and headed downstairs angrily.
"Listen buddy, you better have a damn good reason for…" I grumbled angrily as I opened the door but I stopped when I saw two people standing there. They appeared to be in the early-mid sixties both wearing confused facial expressions.
"Who are you?" I asked. I knew it was impolite but I was pissed off. They'd totally killed the moment between Demi and I.
"Who's at the door baby?" Demi called from halfway up the stairs. She stood behind me and wrapped her arms around my waist before looking up.
"Mom… Dad…" She breathed out quietly, not quite believing her eyes. She quickly let go of me and just stared at them in shock, a look which they returned.
"Hello, Demetria. Long-time no see." The woman, apparently Demi's mom, said unemotionally. I looked between the three of them, the woman I was in love with and my parents-in-law.
"Uh… Would you two like to come in?" I asked Demi's parents who nodded politely and stepped inside. Demi and I led them into the main living room and they sat on the couch before the two of us headed out into the kitchen.
"Oh my god. How the hell did they find out where I lived?" Demi asked no-one in particular. She ran her hands through her hair and tugged roughly on it like she always did when she was stressed out or angry. I stood behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist.
"I don't know, but they obviously came here for a reason so let's go and find out." I suggested as I rubbed Demi's hips soothingly.
"I haven't spoken to either of them for twelve years; they haven't made the effort and left me to think they hate me. They better have a damn good explanation for what they've done. Sure, no parent wants to find out that their only daughter is gay but shit happens and they didn't deal with it properly." She explained sadly as she leant in to my embrace.
"I know, but let's just go and see what they have to say for themselves?" I asked Demi who nodded reluctantly.
We sat on the couch and I swear it wasn't planned but the phone started ringing so I had to go and answer it in case it was my parents so I left Demi and her parents alone and went in to the kitchen again to answer the phone.
"Gomez-Lovato household?" I answered into the home phone.
"Selena I'm so sorry but you're going to have to come and get the boys, Harley's crying for his mommies and Lewis can't sleep, I'm so sorry to ruin your night but they can't stay here like this it's not fair on them." My dad explained. I could hear my mom in the background trying to soothe Harley who was crying.
"Of course, don't worry about it I'll be round in five." I told my dad before hanging up and yet again calling Demi into the kitchen.
"What's up?" she asked me calmly.
"I've got to go and get the boys, Harley's upset and Lewis can't sleep. Will you guys be okay here?" I asked her concernedly.
"Yeah sure just please don't be too long." She said quietly. I giggled and kissed her lips softly before going out the front door quickly, forgetting to change into some proper clothes.
I hoped to god that Demi and her estranged parents were okay.
