Disclaimer: I have no affiliation with the production and crew of "Drake & Josh". The following is based off of characters created by Dan Schneider, but the featured story is mine.

Bloody Holiday

Chapter Three: Somehow

She falls to her knees, screaming God please

Breathe, I thought to myself, he'll pull away soon. I certainly was wrong. It was probably only a minute, but it seemed like I had been watching them kiss for hours. Drake finally pulled away but this time he remained speechless. He looked so beautiful but it was all wrong. He wasn't supposed to look at his stepbrother that way.

"I missed that," Josh nuzzled his head against Drake's chest, the same way I did every night before we went to sleep and every morning before we got out of bed.

Drake sighed, pushing Josh off him, "I'm over this, Josh. You had your chance before I met Kristen." I gasped at the sound of my name; it was the first time I heard it slip out of his mouth during this entire ordeal. "I told you how I felt ten years ago. Do you remember what you said to me, Josh? You said you were in love with Mindy. Where's Mindy now, Josh? I'll tell you where Mindy is; she's married to Crazy Steve. CRAZY STEVE, Josh! You lost your chance with me, and it is definitely over with Mindy. All this ends tonight."

I was proud, sort of, by the way Drake told Josh off. That's right, I thought, he loves me.

"I was wrong about Mindy, Drake. The same way you're wrong about that heinous woman. I don't know what you see in her. She's way too smart for you Drake, I mean, her IQ is insane. You're only into her because she used to be some hot Hollywood actress, but all that's over now that she has you to leech off of. I mean, some of those guys she used to date before you? Drake, they had billions. BILLIONS. I wouldn't be surprised if she still had their numbers stashed somewhere, waiting for the day you leave her, or keel over, so she can suck them dry. She's a succubus, Drake. SUCCUBUS!" Josh's face was red with fury. I sure did make him mad.

"You only say that because I'm with her and not you," Drake shot back, pointing his finger hard into Josh's chest.

"Yeah, well, isn't that a good enough reason? I mean, you only started dating her to make me jealous," Josh smiled, happy with himself and his twisted demeanor.

I cried. Drake did little to nothing to deny this claim. How, I though, could I not notice this?

"That doesn't change the fact that I love her now, Josh. I love Kristen, not you," Drake reasoned with his stepbrother. Almost trying to let him down easy. Josh dived at Drake for a kiss. Drake accepted it, again.

"You keep saying that, yet, you still let me kiss you," Josh grinned eerily. "Explain that, Parker."

Drake stared at Josh solemnly, " I can't."

"Can't, Drake? Or won't?"

"Fuck you, Josh. You always do this, you play your little mind games knowing I won't understand them," Drake looked at Josh, frustrated. He stood up and paced the length of the bedroom. I recognized this as his 'thought walk'. His face was flustered; I could tell he was stuck.

"No, fuck you, Drake. You're the one that always makes me come to this family Christmas knowing damn well I'm going to bring you back here, the first place we made love in. Every year you let me in," Josh licked his lips with a smile. "What makes this different Drake? Kristen finally off breast feeding or something so now she's a really good fuck?"

Suddenly Josh was on the floor. My heart felt on the brink of exploding. Drake had punched Josh for what he said about me. I wanted to be happy about this, but the words that escaped Josh's lips before his low blow still clung to the air. They made love?

I heard a knock on the door. I seriously contemplated not answering, but I did. Whoever was at the door knew I was in there and wasn't about to leave. I turned off the TV.

"Yeah?" I called out meekly.

"Kristen? It's Megan. Lucy and Eleanor are looking for you. Are you ok?" her soothing voice felt like a melody to my ears. I had almost forgotten Megan, Audrey, Walter and the kids were on the other side of these walls the whole time.

"Yeah, I'm just tired. You never know how much you're on the road until you come home," I lied straight through my teeth. "Can you just tell them Mommy's taking a nap and she'll be out soon?"

"Sure thing, Kiki," she called me by the family nickname. I had listened to her footsteps gradually walk away before turning on the television. I breathed a sigh of relief. I didn't miss anything. Josh was still on the ground, moaning, and I still had an ounce of respect left for my husband. Even if he had fucked his brother.

Authors Note:

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