Hey! Making a new part! Enjoy! ^_^ *Your POV* I sat there, absolutely mortified. It was official... I had gone insane. I began to hyperventilate. My pulse quickened, my vision began to fade once again. "Logan?!" Jordan yelled with terror. I feinted. I woke up again, this time, it was morning. Jordan was laying next to me, asleep. The nurse outside my room noticed I was awake. She walked in, and smiled sadly. "Hey. How are you feeling?" she asked. Her voice was as gentle as my mothers. That made me think... "Where are my parents?" I asked? "I need to apologize." I tried to get up but the nurse rested her hand on my chest and slowly eased me back into bed. "Logan, I want you to brace yourself for what I am about to tell you. Ok?" I didn't like the sound of that. I took in a deep breath and shuddered. "Ok." I responded. "Logan, your parents, are dead..." I denied it. I denied everything. I wasn't in the hospital. I wasn't next to Jordan. I never met Jordan. We never moved to California. I wasn't gay. I was never bullied. My parents were NOT dead... "No they aren't!" I yelled. "Don't lie to me, where are they!?" I began to panic. Reality sinking in too fast. I tried to deny it, but I couldn't stay calm. "WHERE THE HELL ARE THEY!?" I screamed, waking Jordan. I began thrashing in the bed. "Someone bring me a sedative, stat!" the nurse yelled. Another nurse ran in with something in her hand. She handed it to the first nurse. She stuck me with the sedative, and shushed me like a mother would with a restless infant. I blacked out once again. This time I woke up with Jordan smiling next to me in the bed, running his fingers through my hair. "Hey." he said with a tone of depression in his voice. "How are you feeling?" I looked blankly at Jordan. I didn't know how I was feeling. I didn't even know what was happening. "What?" I asked. I didn't even know what Jordan meant when he asked, "Did I feel ok?" He looked at me with a questioning smirk. "What do you mean, 'What?'" I didn't respond. Speaking took too much energy. I feel asleep, my head lolling on Jordan's arm. I must have woken the next day because when I looked out the window and the sun was rising. Jordan was sitting in the chair next to my bed. "You aren't going to pass out again, are you?" he asked with a smirk. I looked at him, still a bit groggy from however many days I had been asleep. "Are... are they really dead?" I asked? He frowned, "Yes..." He began crying. "I'm so sorry Logan. None of this would have happened if I could have just controlled myself. Its all my fault..." I looked at him. It was my fault. If I wouldn't have kissed him, this wouldn't have happened. I allowed it to happen. "No, its my fault." I began, surprising myself with the fact that I could still talk. "I kissed you and allowed you to have sex with me. I shouldn't have ever done that." Jordan tried to smile at me. "Well we are both guilty then, aren't we?" I smiled, despite the fact that I still felt like crying my eyes out. My suicidal thoughts were lessening, which was a good thing. But I was still left with one, life changing question... "So does that mean I am going to be put in a boy's home?" That made Jordan smile. All of the sadness left his face completely. He was beaming at me now, and I was highly confused. "Not necessarily." he answered with a gleam in his eyes. "What do you mean?" I asked with a perplexed look on my face. "I have already filled out the adoption papers. I am your new dad!" Jordan said as he hoped up out of his chair. My eyes widened. I felt every emotion possible in that very second. "But, you had sex with me, and I am under aged. Isn't that illegal?" Jordan's smile grew even larger. "There isn't any evidence that we had sex besides the fact that I told your parents. I told no one else, and they told no one else. You are going to be taken into questioning and if you deny that we had sex, then I will be your official, legal, father." I was overwhelmed with joy. My idol was becoming my father. "Well, at least one good thing came from my parents death." I said jokingly. Jordan smiled at me and then hugged me tighter than I have ever been hugged before. "I love you." he whispered in my ear. "I love you too." I whispered back. "Now, there is still the matter of you being counseled." he told me. "You will go to Dr. Reel every Tuesday and Thursday. Now, why don't you rest a bit more. I know this whole thing has been very hard on you." Jordan kissed me once more on the forehead and left the room. "I'll be back later tonight." he told me right as he exited the room. I turned on my side then fell asleep once again. *At Jordan's House* "Welcome home, Logan." Jordan said as he placed my belongings in the living room. I stood there, still in shock that this was happening. I couldn't believe that the questioning didn't go into detail. They just asked 3 questions about the night I met Jordan. "Did Jordan touch me anywhere inappropriate? Did Jordan ask for any sexual activity? and Did I ask for sexually related actions with Jordan?" Of course I denied all of those questions. Who wouldn't? "You're room will be the one across the hall from mine, but you can sleep with me anytime you like." He smiled at me with a bit of lust in his eyes, just like the first time I met him. "Its going to be awkward having sex with my 'dad.'" I told him with a smirk. He laughed. "Don't call me dad unless you have to. It sounds weird. Just call me Jordan like you normally would." I laughed as well. "Ok, Jordan." He walked to his room, taking off his shirt and showing off as he did. I smirked then walked to my room. "I'm glad that argument is behind us." I thought to myself as I put my belongings up where they belonged. I thought about my parents once again and I began to cry softly. They died hating me. Just then, Jordan walked into my room. "What's wrong?" he asked. "Just thinking about my parents..." I responded glumly. He hugged me tightly. "If you ever need to talk to someone, I'm here for you." he told me as he kissed my head. "Thanks." I said smiling and brushing the tears away from my eyes. "I think I will be ok though. It will take me a bit to get over it, but I will with time, hopefully." Jordan smiled. "Well, I think I'm going to go to bed. Want to join me?" My heart lifted. "Jordan, that's like asking an Ethiopian child if they want food." Jordan laughed harder than I thought possible. "Alright then!" he said as he tried to catch his breath. He picked me up like he did when we first met, carrying me all the way to his bedroom. He threw me down on his bed and got on top of me. That same hunger was back. I smiled and kissed him, pulling his tongue into my mouth. "So, does this make you my dad with benefits?" I said breathlessly. Jordan smirked. "I guess so." I smiled as he took off his shirt. "Dad with benefits." I thought. "I'm going to like this." :D Hi again! What did you guys think of THIS chapter? Remember to leave reviews and comments because I honestly don't have any idea how to continue this story. I want the next chapter to involve an issue with the psychiatrist, Dr. Reel. Leave your ideas and reviews in the comments! Thanks for reading!