Alone
Summary: Kurt and Carey have remarried. But, two months after the marriage, Kurt starts to abuse his older son. Not Cody, not Carey -- Zack. And only Maddie will listen to him. Zack x Maddie
Disclaimer: I don't own the Suite Life of Zack and Cody. I wish that I did, however. That'd be plain out awesome.
-- Maddie's POV --
I was worried about Zack, but I couldn't help but feel something towards Jacques. I knew that we had just met, but it felt so right. So I had let him take me to the movies. I never expected it to end like it did, with a kiss. But during that kiss... For me, the sparks seemed to just fly. And everything seemed to just disappear. I had no fears, no worries. It was just me and Jacques, and it felt good.
Not only was he nice, but he was cute, too. That dirty blond hair that went nicely behind his ears, stopping near the middle of his neck. And those sweet, blue eyes... You could just drift away in them. Plus, he was built. He was tall and his muscles were just the right size. Then there was his smile. Who could resist that smile?
I hated for the night to end, but I knew that it had to. For once, I had found a cute guy that seemed to really like me, and that didn't seem exactly dumb. I didn't know how smart he was, but he wasn't really dumb. It felt nice, seeing as Lance and all of those guys were quite dumb. At least, most of them were.
"This is the life..." I whispered, staring up at my dark ceiling while laying on my bed. The small room was good, but sometimes I wanted more. I wanted a large house, and a big bedroom. Two or three bathrooms, a living room, a guest room, two or three bedrooms. And that's only half of it. A laundry room, a kitchen, a dining room... A basement, and then a storage room and lastly, a room for me to just relax in. But I'd have to get a lot of money for that. Money that I just didn't have.
I took from my pocket the money that Jacques had given me. I didn't like taking money from people, I didn't like feeling like I needed people to give me money. But, Jacques insisted; and it seemed to be his way of saying that he liked me. So I took it. What else was I supposed to do?
Minutes later, sleep overcame me. My dream was nice and sweet, about me and Jacques. Nothing big, it was just us at the movies again.
It was seven o'clock when I woke up. Quickly I got dressed, almost late for work. Luckily, there was barely any traffic, and I got there about ten seconds before I would have been late. Sighing, I walked over to the candy counter and started to read a book that I kept there, when I was interrupted by somebody clearing their throat.
When I looked up, I saw Jacques, smiling down at me. I smiled back. Like I said, that smile was irresistable. So sweet, so kind, so... perfect. "Hey," I said, closing my book and giving my full attention to Jacques. "What can I get you?"
Jacques seemed to ponder this for a minute, then he replied, "One Hershey's bar and dinner and a movie." He was still smiling at me.
"Okay, but this time I won't be ready until 9," I agreed, remembering suddenly about Zack. He leaned in and gave me a small peck while Moseby wasn't looking. I could feel myself blushing as he gave me the money for the chocolate bar and walked back up to the elevator.
"Yes!" I whispered, a goofy grin upon my face as I turned back to my book, though all I could think of was Jacques. I just couldn't get him out of my mind.
I was able to convince Moseby to let me off at seven. When he finally agreed, I had quickly gone home and changed, then gone up to see Zack.
"You look nice today," the older Martin had said, sitting on the couch with his brother. He had been watching TV before I walked in.
"Thanks," I said, blushing slightly. "I'm here to check on you, like the, erm, doctors said."
"Why did doctors have to look at my brother?" Cody asked, turning his full attention to me.
"Have you not noticed all his bandages?" I questioned, pointing at Zack's face, then his bare arms.
"Well, not until now," Cody replied honestly. "What are they from?" At that moment, Zack cleared his throat, either not wanting Cody to know or being tired of being talked about. I waved at Cody, going into his and Zack's room to look over the major injuries that Zack had. I changed his bandages then made sure he remembered everything.
"Alright, you're doing good, Zack," I said, standing up from kneeling on the floor. I straightened my shirt and smiled at him.
"Really? Thanks, Dr. Fitzpatrick," he said, slightly sarcastically on the second sentence. "Well, I'll see you later."
"Yep. G'bye, Zack." I exited their room and said to Cody, "Bye, Cody." He returned the good-bye, and I happily walked to the elevator, my date with Jacques once more the only thing in my mind. I surely hoped that this would be good.
"Hey, beautiful," Jacques said in his slight accent as I walked over to him. He wrapped his arm around my waist, and he looked at me as if he thought I would pull away. But I didn't. I leaned into him, smelling his cologne and smiling. He kissed the top of my head as we walked out to his red sports car, and once outside he looked around and then kissed me, on the lips. He must've known that Moseby would do something.
I returned the kiss, making it deeper. He put his hands on my waist and pulled me closer to him, as I wrapped my arms behind his back. Soon enough they had moved up to a position on his neck. The kisses had turned short but fast, many in a row. As many would put it, we were "making out" beside his car. His hands started going through my hair. It felt really good, the gentle touch he had, pulling my hair slightly. Finally I broke apart from him, and I got in the car after he opened the door for me.
First, he was going to take me to dinner, then the movie. It was such an old date plan, but it was still nice. And it was great that he cared for me like he did. He was so nice to me. And he was funny, and smart. And cute. The perfect guy for me.
The resaurant that he took me to was quite fancy, and we got a small room of our own, illuminated by many candles. Did I mention that he was romantic? We had a small table for two, and the dinner itself was nice. Jacques was sweet and polite through the whole dinner. It's really rare that you find a guy like that.
It was then that I heard a gunshot.
A/n: The next chapter will be Jacques' POV. Sorry for making it Maddie's and Jacques' POV, but I have to so that I can properly outline the plot. Jacques might be worse than you think. He might be better. Or, he might be just as bad as you're expecting. Only I know. -evil laughter-
