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, Maddie x OC

Disclaimer: Same as it always has been. Same as it always will be. For now and forever, I do not own the Suite Life of Zack and Cody. Sometimes, dreams don't come true.


-- Maddie's POV --

I woke up as the light filled the room. I was on the couch, and there was an arm around me. The blanket wrapped around me and Jacques pushed against me, and I couldn't tell if I were in my pajamas or not. Don't laugh, I know that you should be able to tell if you're dressed. But I couldn't. My arm came to my stomach, and touched bare skin. I rubbed my finger up and down my stomach. But there was no clothing.

At that moment, the night's events replayed in my mind. Me, and Jacques. I had lost my virginity to a man I met only what, three days ago? But, truth be told, the happiness was much more than the regret. I liked Jacques, and obviously he liked me too. This might even be love. True love. I smiled, feeling some gentle kisses on the back of my neck. I turned around to face him, planting a firm kiss on his lips. When we broke apart, he asked, "Do you have work today?"

I kissed him again, my hand going through his hair. This time when we broke apart, I said, "No... Day off."

"Good," he said with a grin, kissing me deeply. I returned the kiss, pushing my body as close to his as I could. He wrapped his arms around me, his tongue begging for entrance to my mouth. I let him in. Finally, I broke apart, licking my lips. I pulled on my clothes as Jacques put on his underwear and jeans. Then I snuggled into his bare chest.

"So... Was that your.. first?" he asked me slowly. This question was unexpected, but I wasn't going to lie to him.

"Um, yeah... Was it your's?" I looked up at him expectantly.

"No. Second. The first time it was, well, a mistake," Jacques paused. "I was younger then, and I had given into the whole peer pressure thing. Those two last years of high school were the darkest years of my life." He shook his head, taking a deep breath and then kissing me on the top of my head.

"Oh," I said simply. Truth be told, I was kind of disappointed that it wasn't Jacques' first. I should've expected that it wasn't, but I was hoping. Was there anything wrong with that?

"Don't tell me that you're disappointed, Maddie," he said, looking straight into my eyes. It was like this guy knew all about me, he could tell what I was feeling. I liked that. Planting a deep, passionate kiss on his lips (which, might I add, he returned) I smiled at him.

"No, babe, I'm not disappointed," I assured him. At that moment, a window broke. I saw Kurt Martin, dressed in black from head to toe, stepping inside my house and pointing a gun at Jacques.


A/N: You all want Jacques gone, right? Well then. He will be gone soon. But something will be revealed... And Jacques will, in a sense, live on. He will be remembered in a way I doubt you guys are expecting.

A/n2: Sorry for the shortness.