Double Life

by Kctimes2

Very AU. No morphing time here. Tommy Oliver is very religious and shy. He starts college, and he gets a job. At his new job, he meets Kim. His life changes for the worst, is he too far from being saved?

24. Chapter 24 Separation

A/N: As always, a very long chapter. I apologize for not updating like how I usually do. Thank you so much to all the readers, and thank you for bearing with me. I hope everyone likes this chapter.

A/N: There is a lot going on in this chapter. I have revealed something from TJ's, Kim does something, Tommy's parents come to visit, and Tommy does talk about his sin. At the end of this chapter, I left a little bit of mystery. I wonder if you can solve it.

Chapter 24- Separation

Xxxxx

Kim's Room
Reefside Hospital
Reefside, CA

It's been three days since Kim's disastrous meeting with her dad, and she's placed that in the back of her mind. What mattered to her most was the lingering news of her unknown pregnancy and the unexpected miscarriage. The feeling still wretched her heart; and she hated to place Tommy in that kind of predicament. Tommy ensured that everything was alright, but his body posture and distance contradicted his statement. She wished to make everything better, maybe even erase what happened, but knowing that wasn't possible she made a decision. For now, she set a goal to get out of the damn hospital. In order to stop Tommy's distance, she needed to put her plan in motion. She missed being in their home unwarranted too. All in all, she wanted their relationship to be like it was before.

Kim was brought out of her thoughts by her room telephone sounding off. She placed her pen and pad on the tray, and she answered as quickly as she could. The neutral colored phone was held to her left ear.

"Hello?" She greeted.

A giggle sounded. "Hey Sis…"

Kim smiled softly. "Hey Cassie. What are you doing?" She asked.

"Jush waiching for Teejay." Cassie muttered around food.

"TJ?" That's the only thing the short brunette could pick out of the jumbled sentence. "Is he coming to see you?"

She swallowed hard. "Yes, I should be getting out today or tomorrow. What about you?"

"Most probably tomorrow. They are recommending me for counseling and rehabilitation, but I'm not going to accept it.

"And why not?" Cassie listened intently.

"I don't think I need it. What I need is to be at home with Tommy mourning our deceased baby." Kim denied the help she should have sought personally. Tommy changed his mind about meeting with a grief counselor. After he had seen Kim's reaction, he knew they both needed the support coping. Not to mention, he had voiced his concern Kim was going to become dependent on opiates once more.

"Kim, come on, I think it's good for you." The woman known as Asian Persuasian in the club hated to see her, or anyone, continue on their path of destruction. Obviously, her sister was blocking the hurt from the painful miscarriage. "What's happened recently, I doubt I could go through that again."

Kim approvingly nodded. "It won't happen again. I know that because Tommy is here."

Cassie's talk with Tommy earlier in the week entered her mind. She had to sigh in frustration because the news he's confided in her not only hurts Kim, but it hurts the family. This was technically Tommy's second time committing the infidelity sin. "You know, it's fine for couples to take breaks from each other, right?"

"It is, but Tommy and I have been apart for a month. We don't need to be apart anymore, especially after everything. I want to do right by him; it's only the right thing to do." Kim answered, a little irritated with Cassie. Between Cassie and TJ, they've hardly been separated for any one period of time, therefore she shouldn't get on Kim's case for yearning to spend more and more time with Tommy.

"Alright, I'm just letting you know." Cassie exhaled a breath. Part of her wanted to tell her. "How are you holding up?"

"About as good as I can be. How is it being pregnant?" The curiosity got the best of her, and she wished she was still pregnant. Family has always been important to Kimberly, and after the somewhat abandonment and her sudden parting from her family, the young woman vied for a family she could call her own. Tommy would've made the perfect father, and she loved the idea of being a stay at home wife, taking care of a little one, and staying drug free. Kim wished her drug use hadn't obstructed her American Dream.

"This pregnancy has been a hard one. I think it's because of all the stress I've been under. The last trimester is supposed to be the hardest. That's what the nurses and Karone have informed for me. I think Bella said the same thing." A smile curled onto the corners' of Cassie's face, after thinking about the little guy she's carrying. "I hate that I can't smoke cigarettes or weed or drink, but at the same time, I'm sacrificing little things that will make my son healthy."

Kim felt a little offended by her comment. "What's that supposed to mean?" Annoyance was hinted in her tone.

Cassie's brows constricted. "Kim, what are you talking about?"

"So because I didn't sacrifice my drug use that's why I lost my child?" Kim bluntly questioned Cassie. The hurt and regret of her actions affected her judgment. That's probably why she was about to berate her sister for something she hadn't done, or didn't mean to do.

"Kim, no. I never said anything like that!" Cassie defended. "I would never say that to you. Do you think I'm a heartless bitch or something?" She was shocked by Kim's mood change.

"Whatever. Bye Cassie." Kim rudely hung up the phone.

She slammed the thing onto the base, and the impact made the corner part of the phone chip off. Not caring, she continued to bang the phone against her bed rail. Pow… pow… pow… The phone's abuse was prolonged. Frustration, annoyance, suffering, hopelessness, loneliness, all of those words described her harmed state of mind. Tears stung her face, and she didn't stop. Breathing increased and was coming out in huffs, and Kim hated everything, everyone, and most of all herself. To be honest, that was a complete lie. She loves Tommy, more than anything in the world. Colorful wires and parts of the phone were uncovered, but that didn't stop her tirade. Her built up aggression was coming to the forefront, and her interlude continued.

Upon entering the room, Tommy had seen how disturbed his girlfriend really was. That's another reason why he chose to keep his little rendezvous with Olivia to himself. He placed a soothing hand on Kim's shoulder.

In the midst of her lash out, Kim hadn't even noticed her boyfriend arrived. She looked up at him.

Red… her eyes were red, puffy, swollen, and she looked lost. Tommy's emotions were similar to hers. He engulfed her shaken body into his. His body shadowed hers, as a sign that nothing else can come and hurt her. "I love you." He whispered.

Simply nodding, Kim didn't want anything else said. The couple stayed in that position.

Xxxxx

The Next Day…
Kim's Room
Reefside Hospital

Dr. Walsh had been informing Kimberly of what to do at home. Tommy sat in a chair, off to the side. He kept his ears open.

"Ms. Hart, I would like for you to take it easy. Thankfully, you don't have nerve damage, brain problems, or nothing else that could've been an effect of your coma." He continued writing down the necessary steps to ensure her health and safety. "Do I need to write a doctor's note, as a reason for explanation, for your sudden absence from your job?"

Light snickers were exchanged between Tommy and Kim. Both ended up shaking their head.

"No, Dr. Walsh, I believe I can explain my situation." Kim assured.

"Are you sure you don't want the recommendation for counseling for the drug abuse and the grief?" Dr. Walsh had been urging for her to attend. He believed she could benefit from that vital form of care. Again, Kim nodded. She didn't want to go. Tommy mildly shook his head, since he was thinking about attending the sessions. "Alright, Mr. Oliver, I see that you two live together." Dr. Walsh's attention centered on Tommy, and his patient's boyfriend nodded. "Perfect, keep an eye on her. I don't want Kim engaging in any strenuous activities. Make sure all of those medications are out of the house." Tommy nodded once more. "Here is my card. Call if you need anything or have any questions." A thin, rectangular card was handed to Tommy. "Please, don't hesitate at all."

He was definitely worried about Kimberly relapsing. There was something about the young woman in front of him and the young man with her, that had him worried. He noted the dependent relationship the two were strongly exhibiting. He kept thinking about the turbulent fights these two could endure over the drugs, dependency, and miscarriage. He wished he would never have to see the petite woman, but he had a strong feeling he would.

"I won't." Tommy reassured. He grabbed the item, and he placed it in his Versace wallet. "Are you ready to go?" He asked Kim.

Kim nodded. "Thank you, Dr. Walsh." She shook hands with the man, and she gave him a hug. "Thank you for taking care of me."

Dr. Walsh froze a bit, but he relaxed. The gesture was unexpected. "You're welcome, Kimberly." He smiled at her. "Please, the next time I see, I would like it to be for something else." He hugged her.

"Come on, Kim we need to meet up with TJ and Cassie." Tommy reminded her, while he kept shifting her bags around.

"Do we have to meet up with them?" Kim mildly snapped. She still wasn't over the phone call with Cassie.

"Excuse us." Tommy smiled at the doctor. "Thank you for everything, Dr. Walsh. Bye." He promptly exited, and he ushered the smaller woman with him. Once they got to the elevator, basically away from prying eyes and ears of Kim's primary doctor, he spoke what was on his mind. "What's the sudden issue between you and Cassie?" He asked with annoyance. He banged the button with the downward arrow.

The sound made Kim jump. "Why are you getting mad at me? She started it." She pointed randomly, as if Cassie was present.

Tommy sighed. "I don't care what was said, who started it, I want you two to act civil towards each other. Fuck, y'all are family." They entered the elevator. Kim pressed the button that would help them land on the first floor. "All of us have been stressed lately. I get it, but we need to stick together. Do you hear me?"

Kim nodded, while she was looking at her cuticles. She looked up. "Now, what were you saying again?" She formed a sexy smirk on her face. Rather turned on by that look, Tommy smiled. He bent down and kissed her lips. As their tongues were initiated in the dance, the bell dinged and the elevator doors opened. An elderly couple gasped at the sight of the young people making out.

"Ahem." The man, old enough to be either one of their grandparents, cleared his throat.

"Oops." Kim commented jokily. "Sorry about that." She blushed and exited the cube like structure.

"Yeah." Tommy muttered, and he hurried out the area.

Like old times, Tommy and Kim began to laugh about their latest quandary. That helped to lighten up their mood, and they waited at the lobby for the pregnant couple. Tommy's phone rang. Since his hands were full, Kim decided to fish for his phone. She answered it.

"Hello, Mrs. Oliver?" Kim looked up at Tommy, and he nodded.

Mary Beth smiled. "Kimberly, thank goodness you are okay! Tommy's kept in touch. I can't believe you were in a coma for a few days. That fall you had must've been nasty." She shook her head.

Kim mouthed, 'fall'? Tommy nodded. He refused to disclose all of the harrowing details that led to his girlfriend's coma. He hasn't even mentioned the miscarriage. He whispered he would talk to her about it later. "Yeah it was…" Her voice trailed off, and she saw Cassie and TJ heading their way. She had to walk away, it was as if a pungent, odious diaper was in her presence. "Did you need something?"

"No dear, I don't. I'm just letting you know, Thomas and I will be there in two weeks. Abby might be coming with us as well. Poor Abby believes her mom has gone off the deep end." Mary Beth made the choice to wait and dish the details face to face.

Kim searched her thoughts for the reason his family would visit. Then the light bulb went off in her head. "Easter, right?"

"Yes, ma'am. Plus, with this coma you've been in, we want to check on you. Abby's pretty worried about you too."

"Well, my house is open to her." Another thought floated into Kim's head. "Was that all Tommy told you?" She needed clarification, whether or not, the spontaneous abortion was spoken of.

"Yes, sweetie. That's pretty much it. Why is there something else?" Mary Beth asked concerned.

"No." Kim laughed nervously. She wiped off the perspiration forming on the surface. "We will see you here in two weeks."

"Perfect. I love you, Kimberly." Mary Beth reassured the short woman.

"I love you too, Mary Beth." The stripper felt relieved at hearing those words. Maybe it was good that Tommy lied about the true reason of her being in the hospital. "Bye." She hung up the phone. Dreading the meeting between Cassie and herself, she walked in. Fortunately, the animosity she held for her sister melted. Cassie's small, baby bump made the already emotional Kim cry. She quickly apologized for her attitude. "I'm so, very sorry." She blubbered.

Cassie started crying as well. "No, I'm sorry." Her hormones affected her sentiments. They hugged each other. "Let's not fight ever again."

TJ furrowed his brows. "What the hell was that about?" He began to search his pockets for his cigarette box and lighter.

Tommy chuckled. "Man, it's a woman thing." He took out his lighter for his Brother. "Come on, we are expected at the DECA House."

"Right." TJ agreed.

As the couples were heading to their cars, Kim was worried about the announcement. She questioned their reaction, but it wasn't about them. It was about her.

Xxxxx

Five Hours Later…
DECA House
Reefside, CA

Eight people occupied various spots of the home. Karone, Zhane, and Ashley were on the leather couches cooing at Ray. Cassie and Kim were sitting at the table. They were eating still, after all hospital food wasn't in the least bit appetizing. Tommy, TJ, and Andros were on the back patio smoking their usual green herb of choice.

Itching to get out there, Zhane excused himself. He gave a kiss to Ray and Karone and headed to the back. "Finally." He commented, and he sat with his fellow friends. "It's nice to stay at home, and not leave this place for the hospital."

TJ nodded. "Yeah, I know. I'm so beat. Thank goodness it's fucking Sunday. I'm beat from bouncing, heading to the hospital, and shit. Seriously, I'm so beat." He took his hit.

"Well, look, the most important thing is that Kim and Cassie are home. That's what matters. I'm willing to lose sleep to ensure the club is secure and their health is good." Andros mentioned. He really, really cared about his family a lot. He perceived the quietness emitting from Tommy. "Hey, what's wrong?"

Brought out of his thoughts, Tommy slightly sighed. "Guys, I have to come clean about something." Each man placed down their smoking item- a lighter, blunt, or pipe- and they looked at Tommy. Their full attention was given to him. All of the inquisitive looks playing on their faces. No time like the present. The Boss thought to himself. He was worried about their reactions, but he knew he needed to get the truth off his chest. "I-I-I… I had sex with another woman." He finally admitted the truth to someone other than Cassie.

Andros picked up his pipe. "Are you asking whether or not you should tell Kim?" Tommy nodded. The flint in his lighter was struck, and the eager flame lit his kush. He inhaled and held the soothing weed in his system. As he blew it out, he thought about it. "I think you should tell her. I mean, what if she found out from someone else. Wait, are we the only ones that know about it?"

"Cassie knows." Tommy informed. His eyes questioningly bounced around his closest group of brothers. With the fall out amid him and Conner, Tommy lost ties to Jason and Rocky. Somewhere inside of him, he did miss that trio. However, the trio of Andros, TJ, and Zhane, has definitely served as a proper replacement. Plus, he never had to act or hide the new person- it was obvious, he was becoming- in front of those three. In addition, he liked their experienced ways.

"I'll be honest with you about something." TJ announced, and he exhaled all the smoke he had accumulated. "I've never informed Cassie of my infidelity."

Tommy's jaw dropped. Practically, the damn thing was in hell due to the confession. "Wait, you've cheated on Cassie?" He was still reeling from it.

Andros, Zhane, and of course TJ nodded. TJ was about to bare his darkest secret. This was something he wasn't proud of, and he obviously kept from his girlfriend of so many years.

"Before we had moved Reefside, I used to work at Wal-Mart. I worked nights. There, I had met a young lady, Kendra. She was a beauty, and I'm telling you that bitch had a bangin' body. I mean ass, titties, she always looked right, and she was feeling me. I wasn't like that with her though because of Cassie. She would always throw herself at me, and she would send me sexy pictures. Sometimes she was in a thong, other times she was naked as the day she was born." TJ described, and then he got serious. "One night, Kendra and I were in the break room. No one was in there with us, and well, the store was slow that night. Usually, no one likes to shop at 3 in the morning, you know?" The guys nodded. "She locked the door, and she began to undress. I don't know what made her get naked, but she did. I looked at her, and I ain't gonna lie my penis grew to full size." TJ gestured the size for them, by spacing his hands away from each other. The guys laughed, it was obvious he was exaggerating. "I had the Devil on my left and the Angel on my right, while Cassie was in my heart, but sex on mind. The dilemma was evident. I didn't know what to do. I mean Kendra was there, her pussy was in front of my face, and well, I let her suck me up."

"Is that all?" Tommy wasn't concerned with a blow job, hell DJ did that to him. His primary worry was the fact his dick entered someone's pussy, and that someone wasn't named Kimberly Annabelle Hart-Mercer.

TJ shook his head. "Sad to admit this, but her head skills were impeccable. Cassie's couldn't even compare. That made me want to test her, and I did. I let the pants fall completely, and I took her from behind." His poker face was unmistakable. The fun and games were over. "We didn't use a condom, and I came in her. She ended up getting pregnant." That confession took Tommy for another whirl. "I found out, and well, I couldn't believe I let that momentary temptation ruin what I have with Cassie. Cassie gave up her whole childhood, virginity, shit, her family to be with me. The love I have for that woman-" He looked inside the house, and his number one female was sitting at the table. Karone and Ashley had joined her and Kim, the four women were laughing, and the light illuminated Cassie's already pronounced pregnancy glow. Not trying to be cheesy, but his heart fluttered at how she looked, right then and there. "- it's overwhelming at times. Yet, I wouldn't give her up for anything. So, I made a carefully selected decision. I know, I played it off this was my first child, but he's not. I have a little girl, Amira Kayla Marshall. She took her mother's last name, which I think is a good thing. I support her, I have another bank account my girl doesn't know about." TJ has his regrets. "I hate that I have to keep this from Cassie." He buried his face in his hands and rubbed vigorously. The stress of hiding a secret of a big magnitude always haunted him.

Zhane got up, and he retreated into the house for some brews. He knew how TJ got when he revealed his double life. The first time Zhane had found out, TJ was practically on the floor crying his eyes out in remorse. The head bouncer loathed himself for hurting Cassie like that. As he returned, he saw the look on TJ's face. He felt the shock coming from Tommy, and Andros knew more questions were bound to be asked.

"How do you feel about this, Tommy?" Andros inquired with concern. "I was the first to find out. TJ felt like another person should know, and he chose Zhane. We don't like to hide this from Cassie, but it's necessary. She's fragile sometimes, and a secret like this could kill her." He told him. "Now, you know the truth, can you hide this from her?"

Tommy nodded. "Why not push for an abortion?" Tommy drank the fizzy, bubbled drink. I'm fucking glad Olivia pulled out that damn condom. He inwardly sighed a breath of relief. The mistake TJ made, he wasn't sure what to think of it. It's obvious TJ would've done anything to save the relationship he has with Cassie. Granted he takes care of the little girl financially, TJ still hasn't formed an emotional, physical, mental bond with the child. He wondered was that the price to pay to ensure his stability with Cassie? Inside of Tommy, he found that to be a disgusting quality. However, TJ was his boy. After all, TJ essentially aided Tommy in getting the job at KO-35 Girls.

TJ downed the drink in a matter of seconds. "I don't believe in them." He revealed, while he pulled out his pack of cigarettes. He lit up a single one, and he continued talking. "Kendra understood the situation. Of course she was pissed off as all of hell, but she knew money was important. I told her I would pay for everything, and the insurance. Part of it was a good pay off."

"We don't condone what TJ did, but at the same time, he's handled his business." Zhane spoke up. "Now, TJ's willing to live with that secret for the rest of his life. Andros and I will help him too."

"What you did behind Kim's back, you see what happened to me." Andros took out a cigarette. "For a while, the girls hated me. I see that Cassie doesn't hate you, she's closer to you than Zhane or I. Zhane, what do you think?"

"Personally, I don't think you should admit it. You and Kim have just lost a child, Kim's relapsed on pain medication, and the fact that you left for the dig; it's obvious that damn near killed her." The blunt words of Zhane stung Tommy in the chest. Zhane hated to do it, but he needed to get his point across. "What do you think the fact you had sex with another woman, while on the dig, would do to her?"

Tommy turned to TJ. "I think you shouldn't tell her." TJ selected the best option. "I believe it would do no good to admit something of that big to her."

Taking a cigarette out, Tommy shook his head. "Fuck my life!" He shouted as loud as he could in frustration. He was positive if he had his longer hair, he would've been bald, at that moment. The situations he's been placing himself in; they are 'hair pulling' moments.

Kim opened the patio door. "Baby, are you okay?" She queried with trepidation. "I heard you screaming from inside." She used her right thumb to point behind her.

"I'm fine, Beautiful." Tommy quickly replied. He smiled at her.

"Just making sure. I love you." She blew a kiss at him.

"I love you more." Tommy responded to her loving gesture. Kim retreated into the house, and she went back to sitting with her girls. He fired up his lighter. Inhaling from the filter, he looked at his brothers. "Two to one…" He simply said.

"It's really up to you, but this is our advice. You can do whatever you want." Andros reminded him. He knew his opinion would be the minority, but if his unfaithfulness wasn't publicized then he would've agreed with his Bros.

Zhane grabbed a cigarette from Andros. They smoked their 'cancer sticks' in silence. After a few minutes, the patio door opened, and this time, Karone poked her head out. "Hey, come inside, Kim wants to talk to us about something." She ordered.

"What the fuck is she talking about?" Tommy voiced his thought a little more harshly than intended.

All of the men shrugged.

"Come on, we should head inside though." TJ urged, and they gathered their things, walked towards the house, and entered. They saw the women were smiling, and the men offered to have the women sit on their lap. The intimacy was accepted. For TJ, he passionately made out with Cassie. "I love you." He declared, even though his heart ached about his hush-hush problem.

Not thinking anything of it, Cassie had a heartwarming smile on her. "I love you too. Now, tonight, I need some of your special attention." She winked and sat on his lap. "I love belonging to you." Her head rested on his shoulder.

Anxiety hit TJ like a ton of bricks, but he had to push that to the side.

Ashley proudly sat on Andros' lap, Karone's ass rested on Zhane's knee, and of course Kim and Tommy were interlinked closely. The men and women were very much in love with their partner.

"So, what's going on?" Zhane asked them, and he looked around. "Where's Ray?"

"Sleeping." Karone quickly answered. "Thank goodness because I was thinking that girl would never go to bed." She took a swig of her beer. Yes, Karone still managed to have fun somehow.

Kim was nervous about her announcement. She wasn't sure if this was the best decision, and she didn't know how they would perceive her. However, she knew this was vital to the current situation. She looked at each one of them, and she hoped they wouldn't judge her. Most of all, she wished for Tommy and Andros to not have a cow about her resolution.

Tommy felt the tension coming from his girlfriend's body. "Hey, are you okay?" She nodded. "Then, what do you need to tell us?"

"I've made a decision." Kim apprehensively updated her family. They all gave her their undivided attention. "Now, I believe this is the best choice for me. I just hope all of you aren't going to get mad."

Ashley interjected suddenly. "Oh, Kim that's wonderful you are going to drug rehabilitation and counseling! Not to mention you are going to get the help for dealing with the sudden loss of a baby."

Birdie noises were most probably chirping at Ashley's hasty response. Everyone in the room, minus the numb Kimberly, cringed at her mention of the vanishing fetus. Feeling stupid, Ashley hid her face in Andros' shoulder. She was thankful his Old Spice deodorant didn't make it an unpleasant experience for her. Though, she probably made Kim's announcement one.

"Ashley, it's okay." Kim consoled and she tapped her fingers in front of Ashley's spot to get her attention. Doubtful, Ash attempted to make eye contact with Kim. The smile on Kim made Ashley become attentive once more. "I want to quit working at the club."

The declaration triggered silence amongst the family. The star dancer wished to quit the club. The club she had been working at since it began, and the club that her family had been working or worked at. Tommy and Andros saw their cash cow leaving, and Ashley and Cassie saw their best friend stepping out on them. TJ, he realized maybe this was the best choice for his little sister. That environment isn't the healthiest for a recovering addict. Finally, Karone and Zhane nodded their heads in approval. The only ones that had a problem were Cassie, Ashley, Andros, and Tommy. After the idea sunk in, the backlash began.

"Why?" Andros spoke his thought first. "I don't understand, I thought you loved working at the club."

"Kim, come on, you've been there since it's started, and why do you need to leave now?" Cassie continued the question round.

Ashley shook her head. "Kimberly." She almost never said the short stripper's full name, so there must be a definite problem with Kim quitting. "You've never thought about this before, so what changed?"

Tommy remained quiet, until he thought about something. "Money." He stated. "You are the one that makes the most, guys flock to the club because of you, and now you want to leave, why are you doing this to us? To me?" His eyes were literally killing Kim. She felt the heat.

"Don't you all get it!" Karone was the first to stick up for Kim. "She doesn't need to work at a strip club. What she needs is to get better. All of you are bringing up selfish reasons for her to continue working there. Kim, I agree you should stay out of the club." She nodded at Kim.

"I agree with Karone." Zhane gave his point of view. "We all agree Kim needs to get better, and well, this should be the best thing."

TJ nodded, not ready to get into it.

Andros shook his head. "No, no, no. Kim if you leave you not only fuck up my money, but a majority of the women in that club. Don't you get it, you are the reason men are in there."

"I know all of us aren't going to be able to dance forever, but at least we'd retire together." Ashley didn't stop.

Kim remained noiseless. The chronic movement of her neck to meet each person's opposition or support caused her strain. Internally, she knew this was the best. She didn't want to continue shaking her ass for hungry men, and she knew Cassie and Ashley weren't going to continue dancing within the next year. Cassie's pregnant ass was set to stop in a month or two. Now, Andros and Tommy; she wasn't sure how to counter their reactions. The money was an apparent issue, but Kim wanted to separate herself from that corruptive environment. She detested the endless supply of alcohol she had access to, the catty women, who wanted what she had, and the advanced touches streaming from the men were the least bit arousing. Everything she desired was in the house at 1992 Valencia Rd. Tommy's company was the ultimate necessity. Money, she knew where to get more of that.

"Listen, I want to be at home. I don't want to be in the club anymore. Don't think of it from your guys' point of view, think about it from mine!" She pointed towards herself. "Please, don't get made at me. Do you think after everything I've been through, I need to dance erotically against men? For goodness sakes I was in a drug induced coma, and I lost a child, why would I keep putting myself in harmful situations?" Kim's pleading eyes graced each and every one of the people in there. "Please, I'm begging you guys, understand this." Kim, all of her attention was to her boyfriend, pursued his chocolate eyes with determination. "Do you get why I am doing this? If I stayed there, I believe I will get worse."

Tommy shadowed her topaz pools. He loved her more than anything, but he was hiding his infidelity. That still bothered him, but so did Kim's double life and how it affected their unborn child. But at the same time, his girlfriend, vitally, needed to get better. Therefore the thought of her quitting was probably the best. Yes, the strip club would lose out on money, but fortunately for them, their bank account was in great standing due to her father's contribution. Her feelings mattered the most, she's been through hell, so he agreed.

"I understand. I want you to get better." Tommy surrendered his egotistical appeal. "We all want you to overcome this. You do understand though…" He gave her a smirk, and Kim knew he was being devilish. "We have to hold auditions to replace you."

Kim bent down. "Well, Mr. Oliver, that's what you do at work. Just know when you come home, I'll be waiting." She found his ear, and she seductively licked around. Her boyfriend's eyes rolled to the back of his head.

"Gross!" Zhane quailed. "You know I don't need to see shit like that." He was overdramatic and covered his eyes.

Andros, Cassie, and Ashley talked quietly between themselves. They agreed this was the best for Kim.

"I'll dance for one more week, and believe me I will dance my ass off. During that time, I'll help you find a couple of girls. I figure a woman should sit in on these 'interviews'." Kim supposed.

"Sounds like a plan." Tommy approved. He smiled at everyone.

The night continued with no more arguments or talks about Kim leaving the club.

Xxxxx

Easter Weekend
Tommy and Kim's House
Reefside, CA

The shower served as Tommy and Kim's place of mating. Kim's steadied body, with the help of Tommy, became arched at his strokes.

The two hadn't haven't had sex with each other, since before his trip to Africa. Even though Kim's been home for the past couple of weeks, she hasn't felt sexy enough to give herself to Tommy like how she used to before. Even during her last week of dancing, Kim didn't feel like she was gratifying to the men in attendance. Yes, she had promised she'd work one more week, but she only ended up working three more days. Andros and Tommy observed the evident change in their best worker, and they immediately posted for new strippers. Gianna, the door worker, auditioned, and Kim vouched for her. In addition, another woman, Dallas, an average height, Caucasian woman, whose looks were similar to Olivia Wilde, was interviewed. Tommy, Andros and Kim concurred, and they hired her on the spot.

Knowing the club was in good hands and standings, Kim left. She was teary eyed over her departure, but she was happy to recuperate at home. Tommy and the family have been supporting her. And now, finally feeling a little sexy, Kim wanted to surprise Tommy in the shower. He was getting ready for the day, since his family was making the drive for the holiday. She slipped in unnoticed. Her tiny hands began to massage his body, in order to arouse him. Tommy wallowed in her touches, and he faced her. Their lips, instantly attracted like magnets, kissed. His tongue devoured hers, and she began to stroke his penis with long pumps. So to say, the rest was history, since they've been carousing in the shower for the past hour.

With force he thrusted inside of her and Kim's nails dug in as a form of support. He was pleasing her. Tommy felt the pressure, but he didn't care. He cared about helping her reach her climax. "I love you." He panted.

"I love you." Kim whispered huskily, and she began to kiss Tommy. As he began to kiss around Kim's hard nipples, she moaned even louder. The constant entrance of his dick and his mouth working wonders on her breasts, Kim couldn't believe she stopped having sex. Soon, her fingers began to massage the back of Tommy's head, and she wanted him to dominate her. She got off him, and she turned around.

The water pounded against Tommy's back, and he made her turn his back to him. Anticipation dawned upon him, and he was ready to take her like this, after a little foreplay of course. One… and then two… and then three fingers slid into Kim's pussy. Immediately, her small hands, her left hand was bracing the granite, and the right hand was clenching the shower handle, were placed, and he added more pressure as he fingered her.

"Oh God!" Kim's hips rocked back to meet his fingers. Pretty soon, instead of his fingers, his cock was shoved into her pussy as far as it could go. "Ahhh!" She moaned at the sudden entrance of his big penis. The sounds of their skin slapping against each other resounded in the room. He tightly held onto her hips, and she made her pussy clamp down on his dick.

"Fuck… Kim…" The tightness surrounded his cock, and he grabbed her hair. The leverage was needed, and he could feel her thighs trembling. His stomach was churning at the feeling. His cum had been building for a while. He fucked her harder.

Her release hit her again. "I'm… Tommy… I'm cumming!" She exclaimed as she released. Her body lightly rippled at the powerful feeling. She still countered his thrusts, as she didn't want him to stop. The sensitivity she met made her skin tingle. "Harder!" She groaned, and she started to play with her clit.

Making her stay put, Tommy pressed his way in and out of her. His thighs were burning, but he wasn't deterred. "I love… you." He grunted, while he kept taking her like this. His chest hovered over her back. "I only love you." He declared.

Kim weakly nodded because his dick was obstructing her logical thoughts.

Sliding his dick back out, only Tommy's head stayed in. He played with her clit, and then he gave one powerful thrust. "Oooh!" She shouted at the feeling. This was fun for him, and he gave her long, sensual strokes. His cum was coming, and a little while later, he pounded into her. He kept the strong, jarring pace.

"Oh fuck… shit!" Tommy yelled and his cum jetted into Kim. Literally, she basked in his semen entering her. Both didn't move until he was empty. She wanted to get pregnant again. Two more thrusts were motioned, and Tommy felt sated. "I love you." He said again, not thinking about the mistake he made.

Kim smiled downward. "I love you too." Her pussy parted from his penis, and she turned to make eye contact with him. She saw the sadness in his chocolate colored eyes. "Handsome, is there something wrong?" She asked in a small voice.

Tommy shook his head. "Not at all." He kissed her again, and they finished taking a shower together.

Three Hours Later…

In their nicest casual wear- Tommy was wearing a short sleeved shirt, blue jeans, and black socks, and Kim was in a nice springtime, floral sleeveless dress-, the two waited for his parents to arrive. Andros and Zhane were covering Tommy's shift tonight at the club. Tommy profusely apologized for his departure, but they knew this parents were still in the dark about his profession. Tommy promised to be there the next night though. For now, Tommy was concerned about his parents coming over. Kim, on the other hand, she was thinking about taking him again.

"My legs are still trembling." Kim produced a seductive smirk. She was sitting on the couch with her legs crossed.

Tommy looked up from his science magazine. He smiled at her. "Looks like your pussy missed me after all." She nodded. "We can continue tonight." He winked.

Kim loved his winks. "Yeah. Did you clean the room for Abby?"

"Yup, she's taken care of." Tommy had the notion to do something. "Beautiful, I need it."

Kim looked at him, muting the tv in the process. "I'll do it." She could read him like a book. Besides, she wanted the same object. "Where is it?"

"Downstairs in the compartment; where your stuff used to be." Tommy replied. He wondered if that bothered Kim. Staring at her, Tommy saw the annoyance. "I'm not trying to be spiteful, you know."

"I know." Kim smiled, wishing he hadn't brought that issue up. Even though Kim hadn't done anything with opiates in a month or so, Tommy, TJ, Zhane, and Andros discarded all of her equipment. The need to use was still prevalent. sometimes For the most part, she was able to overlook the feeling, but the absence of a child growing inside of her, still drove her thoughts to Oxycontin. "I'll be back." She descended down the stairs.

Pretty soon, the doorbell rang, and Tommy answered the door. His parents and cousin were standing on the front porch. Excited, Tommy's long arms wrapped around them. It was comforting to see his flesh and blood up north for a change.

"Mom, Dad, Abby!" Tommy bellowed with a hefty greeting. "Here, let me get your things." He grabbed their filled suitcases and brought them inside. "So, what do you guys think of the place so far?" He signaled the inside with his arms.

The three newest people did a 360 of the place. They walked down the hallways, and they were dazzled by the interior. The exterior, itself, displayed the richness and eloquent aspects. The house was isolated, but the beautiful décor was still something to be in awe about. Everything about the house screamed a rustic feel. They backyard proved to be another grand amenity.

"This place is wonderful!" Abby complimented nicely. "I'm jealous, cuz." She smiled at Tommy.

"Hey, my home is your home. You can come over any time." Tommy promised her, knowing she wished to be apart from her mom. From what he's been told by his dad, Uncle John was considering divorcing Aunt Mona. She had significantly changed in the past months, and even though they have been married for two decades, he couldn't handle the way Mona's new ways were affecting Abby too. Abby had been constantly fighting with her mom over little things. First it was Abby's hair, Abby loved black hair, even though she's a blonde naturally. Abby still wanted to race, but her mom defied her chance to do so. Abby wasn't even allowed to go to Winter Formal earlier this year because Aunt Mona felt her daughter was going to be tainted by other kids and the drinks would be spiked. Basically, if Aunt Mona found a possibility something could go wrong, she prevented her daughter from doing anything. The unhappiness she caused Abby was obvious, and Uncle John was sick of it.

"My goodness, Tommy how much is the mortgage on this place?" Mary Beth used her eyes to scan the grand home. She felt this place must've cost a fortune, and for her son to be a manager at a 'movie theater'; he couldn't afford a place like this. She wasn't sure about Kim's occupation, but for two young adults, not that many jobs pay a salary that's needed to make the necessary payments. Tommy doesn't have his degree. With the paper in her purse, she decided to confront her son about that later.

"Mary Beth." Thomas cautioned. He had viewed the pictures, and he vowed not to question his son and future daughter in law about this place. In his opinion, his son must be working two jobs. This home does display the definition of opulence and fine taste. "Son, this house is wonderful." He hoped the letter was a mistake of some kind. He didn't raise a son to devalue education.

"Mom, the payments are less than $2500." Tommy answered with no worry.

"Where's Kim?" Abby asked, while she kept seeking out the various parts of the home.

Without thinking, Tommy pointed to the area. "Go down that hallway and take the stairs. Kim's in the basement." He continued showing his parents the place: like where his parents and Abby were going to stay, the outside pool area, and the expanse area of land at their disposable. All in all, Tommy was very proud of his humble abode.

Meanwhile, Abby followed the outline her cousin made. She headed down the steps, surprised that there was an option of this hidden staircase. She began to smell something. It was like grass burning, and she furrowed her brows. The downstairs was even better than the upstairs though, and Abby deemed this area to be the adult playground. There were games, a theater, and she was shocked by the built in stripper pole and stage.

"That's some kinky shit." Abby softly muttered in an absurdity tone. Once she turned to the bar area, she saw Kim with a pipe and lighter in each hand.

"Shit!" Kim shouted. She held onto her chest. "You scared the living daylights out of me!"

"Sorry." Tommy's younger cousin apologized sincerely. "I didn't mean to." She held up her hands innocently, and she smiled at Kim. "It's nice to see you are doing well. My aunt and uncle told me about what happened. How are you feeling?" She eyed the pipe and uncovered weed on the table with purpose. Abby's been curious to try it.

"I'm better. Tommy's been great, and he's helped me a lot. I dunno what I would do without him." Kim kept twirling the items in her hands. She saw the expression on Abby's face. "Do you smoke?"

Abby immediately shook her head. "No, I don't. Um… do you?" She asked, feeling stupid after seeing Kim's red eyes and the dull appearance plastered on her face. Not to mention the items Kim securely held in her hands. "Wait, I mean, uh, like, does Tommy smoke?"

Placing her index finger to her lips, Kim simply nodded. However, the feeling of being high, she nodded her head several more times than necessary. Also, the feeling felt like she was going in slow motion, almost 'Matrix' like. Giggling to herself, Kim smiled.

"Really?" The younger woman found that scandalous. "Do his parents, my aunt and uncle, know?" She sat on one of the bar stools, this was interesting gossip.

"No, but Tommy's dad does now that he smokes cigarettes. You know that too." Kim reminded her, and she packed the pipe once more. Even though, she promised to make a blunt. She could do that after. The hunger was expressed on Abby. Kim offered. "Do you want to try it?"

"I-I-I… don't know." Nervousness singed her voice.

"How old are you again, Abby?"

"I'm 17."

Kim smiled. "I was 14 when I first tried this stuff. It's nothing bad." She handed the pipe over, and she directed Abby how to position her fingers on the unique item. Once that was done, the former stripper taught her how to inhale and hold in the smoke. "Are you ready to try?"

Abby hesitated a bit, but nodded. Kim kindled the freshly packed pipe, and she watched in suspense. Tommy's little cousin inhaled, and she followed the directions. The smoke was held in, and after a few seconds, the young teen exhaled the smoke. As expected, Abby began to cough like crazy. Kim smirked, and she went to the mini fridge. A bottle of water was handed to Abby. With no hesitation, minus the pause from her coughing session, she grabbed the bottle and opened the thing. It was a lifesaver.

"What… the… hell" She couldn't finish her sentence but coughed a couple of more times. "is that?"

The older woman laughed out loud. "You sounded just like your cousin." She reminisced about Tommy's first time, and how inexperienced he was when it came to this. Those were the good old days Kim thought, and her smile faltered a bit. Tommy used to be like that, but now, he's changed. Kim did create a monster.

"Can I try it again?" Abby asked, since she liked it a lot.

Kim obliged. She helped Abby, and amid their session, Tommy rushed down the stairs. He saw the session commencing, and he had to shake his head.

"Abby, what the fuck are you doing?" He hissed at his younger cousin. He glared at Kim, and she held up her hands like how Abby had done earlier.

"Smooking." Abby cautiously said, as the high was enveloping her body.

Placing his hands on his hips, he looked at Kim. "Where's the blunt, Beautiful?"

"I knew I forgot to do something." Kim snapped her fingers, and she took out the items. "Where are your parents?"

"Upstairs, relaxing. I told them you were getting rest, and they said to meet up with them later. Now, I get a break." Tommy sat on an open stool. He observed Abby. "You know, I'm not going to always be 'the cool cousin', you know?"

"Yeah, but this is good enough." Abby laughed at him.

Quickly, Kim rolled up the blunt for Tommy. The blunt was exchanged, and Tommy burned the end. He took one hit, before speaking again. "What should we do about dinner?"

"I want Chinese." Kim replied, and her stomach growled at the mention of food.

"Oooh. Chinese!" Abby yelled in excitement. The high was making her more immature by the second.

"Shh." Tommy shushed her. "You need to calm down." He stated with a leader tone. "Yeah, that sounds good. Should I tell my parents about dropping out of school?"

Kim shrugged. "Tommy, it's up to you. I mean, I'm sure they've already found out."

Abby eavesdropped. "You dropped out of school?" Tommy nodded. "No wonder, Aunt Mary Beth was talking about some paper she received from Reefside University."

Tommy and Kim leaned in. "What paper?" He asked.

"I don't know, but there is a letter. I think they know." Abby mused.

"What the hell? They were acting all buddy-buddy before. Maybe shit will hit the fan during dinner." Tommy murmured.

"What a great start to vacation!" Abby punched the air mindlessly.

Tommy and Kim laughed at her gesture. She really was young at heart.

Later That Night…

The five people were seated around the dining room table. An abundance of food was sprawled around it. Tommy felt the, all of a sudden, growing tension from his parents. He needed to figure out what paper Abby was talking about.

Mary Beth and Thomas ate in silence. After reading over the letter again, she figured out something.

"Junior, how's school?" The matriarch asked, and she watched Abby munching her food very, very loudly and eagerly. "Abby, that's not very lady like."

Kim giggled, while Abby chewed more. "Auntie Beth, I'm hugrish." She had the fork a few millimeters from her mouth. "Did you want me to stop?"

Thomas was confused, and Tommy chuckled at her. In addition, Tommy was a little thankful the spotlight was off of him. Mary Beth shook her head.

Abby continued happily eating.

"Junior, you know Reefside University has sent us a letter, right?" Thomas became serious. He placed his fork down, and interlinked his hands together, while his elbows rested on the table. He looked at his son raptly.

"What's in the letter?" Kim absentmindedly asked them. Her chop sticks laid dormant on her plate.

"Talking about how we owe them for the semester. Care to explain that one?" Mary Beth inquired with boldness. She took an intimidating sip of water. "Kim, Abby, if you guys can, please, Thomas and I would like to have a private talk with Tommy."

Kim needed confirmation from Tommy, so her eyes viewed him. Once he nodded, she agreed. She got up, and she saw Tommy hold out his car keys. He informed Kim to take Abby to the ice cream shop. Seeing that Abby was still winding through the after effects of the mood altering herb, Kim knew she needed to take the young lady there. Before leaving, Kim gave Tommy a searing kiss, as a promise she was ready to please him again. Tommy smiled. He got up, and he began to clear the table.

Thomas and Mary Beth didn't like the changed demeanor in Tommy, and how he was treating them like ghosts. They weren't in the wrong, their son was.

"Are you going to ignore us?" Thomas questioned his son, while he drank his Bud Light. Kim offered him a couple earlier this evening. She was old enough to drink, so they didn't think anything of it, once they saw the fridge littered with the bottles.

"Why don't we talk about the letter? I'll go get it." Mary Beth went upstairs.

Tommy turned on the water, washing dishes should help to ignore their interrogating questions. As he heard his mother's footsteps, he knew it was about to go down. Shit, I should've smoked a blunt and a cigarette. Tommy said to himself, and he continued in his activity.

"'Dear Mr. and Mrs. Oliver, we see your son, Thomas James Oliver Jr., had been registered for the fall semester. Unfortunately, our records have indicated he dropped before the term was finished. Therefore, the financial aid your son has applied for is no longer deemed pertinent in his situation. We would like for all that tuition to be paid back, and if this matter is not resolved in 90 business days, we will have to send this to collections. Thank you for your time. Sincerely, Paula Moore, Financial Aid Department, Reefside University." Mary Beth read the letter verbatim. She folded the letter appropriately, and she went to sit with her husband. "Now, you dropped out of your classes, without informing us?"

Their son snidely turned off the water. He faced them with an annoyed expression. "When did you get the letter?" Fuck, Reefside is late on their shit. The semester ended back in December. Tommy wondered what the hell was going on, and how come that letter was all of a sudden sent to his parents' house and not his.

"We got it a couple of days back." Thomas answered, and he finished off his brew. "Now, did you drop out?"

"I think it's apparent." Tommy curtly answered, and his eyes looked at both of his parents in their eyes. "Explain something to me though, why is that letter sent to you guys, and not to me?"

"Son, I hardly think that's relevant." Mary Beth replied, and she looked at her son like he had grown two heads. "What's with the brashness? If anything, I think your father and I have the reason to be upset."

The admittance that his son had dropped out infuriated Thomas. "What do you mean you dropped out?"

Tommy sighed. "Listen, with me working full time, I decided to drop out. I couldn't do both, and work is very important to me." He rationalized.

"Wait a minute, a job has prevented you from going to school?" Thomas shook his head in disbelief. "Tommy, school is very important. It will help you get a better job than working as a movie theater manager."

I'm not a movie theater manager. Tommy reminded himself and not his parents.

"Does that job even have benefits?" Mary Beth wondered. "I know with Kim being in the hospital for that week, I'm sure she needed insurance to pay for that stay."

"Mom, Kim and I have great insurance. Her stay is covered." Tommy exasperatedly retorted. He thought about it some more. "Why didn't you two inform me of this earlier?"

Mary Beth shook her head. "Son, this was something we wanted to ease into to. It's not a thing you want to burst through the front door with." She sighed, and she continued to stare at him. "Is there something in your eyes?" She noted the red in them.

Tommy shook his head. "Mom, I'm fine." He was high, big fucking whoop.

"Are you planning on going back to school?" Thomas asked. "And I hope you plan on paying that tuition back because your mother and I will not pitch in a penny. You made your bed and now you have to lie in it, young man." He sternly summarized.

"How much is it?" Tommy nonchalantly queried his parents. He went to a drawer in the second living room, and he got out his checkbook.

Mary Beth tried to remember how much it was. "Well, financial aid covered about $10,000 of it."

Tommy nodded. "Alright, I'll make a check out to Reefside University for $11,000 to be on the safe side." He wrote out the check, signed his name, and made sure to cross every 'T' and dot every 'I'.

Dumbfounded by his action, his parents were speechless.

"Son, aren't you going to make payments instead of doing one large lump sum?" Thomas was worried about his son's frivolous spending habits. Tommy shook his head. "Well, what about this house payment and bills, son your car is $350 a month."

"The cars paid off." Tommy informed, and he found an envelope and placed the check inside. He hid the item, so he could remember to drop it off at the school. He returned to sit with his parents.

"The car had about $12,000 left to pay though." Mary Beth commented, and she tried to see how her son could've paid for that on his salary.

"Either way it's paid off." Tommy said, and he looked at his parent's faces. "What now?"

"Son, we are worried about you. All of a sudden, you dropped out of school, you are paying for this house, you are spending crazy money left and right, what the hell is going on with you?" Mary Beth's eyes filled with tears. "You have another person to worry about." She referenced Kim. "You can't keep on being selfish! That's what you are doing Tommy. I didn't raise my son to constantly think about money and forget how to get ahead in the world. You needed to stay in school."

"Yet, you weren't complaining when I would deposit a thousand dollars into your account." Tommy countered malevolently. "Don't turn this around on me, Mother." He sneered, and he went to the fridge and took out a drink, not just any drink, but a Bud Light. "I take care of Kim, and I make sure we live a comfortable life."

"THOMAS JAMES OLIVER JR. YOU BETTER PUT THAT BEER AWAY!" Thomas angrily demanded. "You are not old enough to drink that."

Tommy opened the beer, and he drank it. Letting out a long and uncaring exhale, he didn't stop. "Dad, you are in my house, and as long as I'm not drinking and driving I don't see a problem with it." He gulped down the beverage like water. "If you are upset with me dropping out, you shouldn't be. I was still able to go on the paleontology gig." He kept the news that Dr. Anton Mercer is Kim's father. "I can always go back to school, but for now, I'm going to work to support my girlfriend and me. Both of you don't need to worry about that."

Mary Beth shook her head. "I can't handle this." She cried. "I'm going to bed." She stomped all the way to her room.

Thomas got up from his seat. "What the hell, Tommy? You have no right to talk to your mother like that."

"And you two have no right to worry about what the hell happened. I'm paying the school back, and I'm handling my business. You two don't see what the hell is going on with me and Kim every single day. Shit, she fucking quit her job, so she could get over her coma." Tommy rebuked.

"With Kim quitting, is that going to be a hindrance to you?" Tommy shook his head. "Well, that's one good thing. But still, Tommy the way you just acted towards your mother, there's no need for that." Thomas advised.

Tommy placed his hands on his granite, lined counter. He gripped it, and he looked away from his dad. "Dad, seriously, I've been really, really stressed about everything. Coming home from the dig, seeing Kim in the hospital, and keeping something from Kim, I've been very annoyed with everyone. I still work, still pay the bills, and am trying to put the best face on. Since I've quit school, everything else has gone downhill. Who's to say the that wouldn't have happened at school?"

"We wouldn't have known, son, you didn't stay long enough for us to find out." With those words, Thomas left to be with his wife.

"Damn it." Tommy banged his hand on the table. The strength he's acquired from his years of martial arts, his built up anger, and the stressful situations he's endured the past couple of weeks all came forward. Sadly, the thing cracked in half. Furious, he headed down the stairs. He needed to drink and smoke. Kim's pussy would get the brunt of his anger tonight.

An Hour Later…

Kim came downstairs. She saw her boyfriend drink his vodka, and she was worried. Wondering if she should approach him or not, she did so anyways.

"Tommy." She called for, and she saw the look in his eyes. They were dark, lustful, and he needed her to relieve him. She quickly began to undress in front of him. The strip show caused Tommy to play with himself, and he was eager to be in her again. Her naked body climbed a stool, and she sat on the edge of the bar's counter. Her backside laid on the surface, and her ass began to sit off of it. That didn't bother him, and Tommy's shoulders supported Kim's dangling half. He spread her legs open, and he anxiously began sucking on her swollen clit. "Fuck…" Kim loudly moaned. Her fingers stroked his hair, and she lost concentration once he mercilessly began to finger her pussy in addition to sucking her clit.

His tongue licked all over too. Speeding up the process, he angrily fingered her. He needed to relieve her and himself. He felt her thighs tightly suppress his head, and he took that as a cue to suck some more. Kim's wetness dribbled down and he needed more.

"Oh my… that feels so good!" Kim pleasurably moaned for him. Tommy's proximity made her secure, safe, and definitely hot. "Fuck me." She seduced, even though she didn't need to. Tommy didn't listen though instead he made sure to eat her until she came, which he did. "Tommy! Ahhhh!" Kim shouted. His tongue continually flicked her pussy. Her wetness drowned his mouth, and she begged for him to stop. Again, he didn't.

Once her paroxysms erupted, Tommy smiled to himself. He immediately dropped his pants. Stroking his penis, Tommy smirked at his beautiful girlfriend. "You want this?" He egged her on. She bit her lip and nodded.

He grabbed her legs with both of his inner forearms. The friction from her naked back, sliding on the counter was heard, as he slid her towards his body. His head entered Kim, and she looked at him expectantly. "I love you." Kim confessed. Her eyes conveyed the emotion. "It's you, and it's only you. I love you, Tommy." She shamelessly devoted herself to him.

The guilt registered upon his body. How he had hurt her, and he fucked another woman. Slowly, his penis was shriveling, and he didn't want that. No, he needed to prove his devotion to Kim as well. The anger, he needed to release it. Somehow though, those thoughts became intrusive, and he couldn't bring himself to carry out his sexually filled plan. The silence bothered Kim, and she doubted he was feeling the same. A tear trailed down Kim's eye, feeling inadequate. She felt like she really messed up things with Tommy. The thought of him entering another woman's pussy hadn't been indicated, but the sinking feeling of him loathing her for her mistake did. Covering herself in a vain attempt, she tried to get up. She shook her head, and the empty feeling sunk in the pit of her stomach. With her being at his eyelevel, she still felt like a subordinate. His fingertips cupped her chin, and he required, maybe allowed, her to look at him. Bending a bit, he began to kiss her. Decidedly unworthy of his kiss, she didn't return his affection. That didn't stop him; Tommy continued to make out with her lips. Her non movement bothered him, but he wasn't deterred. His fingers found their rightful spot- inside of her. Subconsciously, her pussy clamped down on his finger, so she could sustain that type of stimulation. As a result, her mouth kissed him back. Their tongues slinked around one another's, and Tommy replaced his fingers with his dick. In one, swift move, Tommy's length slid completely inside of her.

"Oh fuck!" Kim screamed in indulgence. On instinct Kim's small arms wrapped around his neck. Legs were dangled off the counter and on each side of him. She felt the powerful thrusts coming from him. Tommy's hands were palm down, and he was upwardly entering her. "Tommy…" She found his neck and began licking.

Allowing her access, Tommy's head fell back. He maintained his pace, and he entered her furiously. Facing her, he kissed her roughly. Their teeth clanked, but that didn't stop their arousing activities. He held down her hands, and their fingers interlocked. "Mine." He growled in her ear. He possessively entered her and covered her. "Louder." He demanded for her to yell his name.

"Tommy!" She screamed for him, and he smirked at her. He moved her down farther. Half of her body swayed, and Tommy held her up powerfully. Kim's elbows rested on the counter for steadiness. His pelvis slammed against her pussy loudly and crudely. He found the perfect rhythm that expressed his mood. "Oh fuck… Tommy… please." Kim's pussy ached, while he kept his strokes long and fast. The skin slapping became louder. She knew her middle would be aching by tomorrow.

"No." Tommy gravely and deeply said. He didn't listen, and he continued fucking her hard. Her lower body was extended up, and he found a way for his cock to be buried deeper inside of her. His thrusting went harder, and Kim's fingers scratched along the counter. He watched the pain and pleasure mix in her facial expressions. He grinned evilly, since she didn't even know what to feel. His fingers found her clit, and he massaged the tiny bud.

"Oh my God!" She moaned noisily, and she countered him. "I love you!"

Listening to her declaration, he forcefully pushed himself inside of her. "Cum, now." He grunted his order. Pretty soon, her walls began to contract. He increased his pace, and he had to admit, he's never pounded this roughly into his girlfriend. The building up to his release felt great, and he was ready to cum inside of her. However, she needed to first.

"Ow… Tommy… ow." The pain was overwhelming her pleasure, and she didn't know what to feel. "Tommy, please." She pleaded for him to slow down, but that seemed to make him angrier. Her fingers were placed on his chest, and she tried to get him to stop. The try was weak, and she knew it. Taking her mind somewhere else, she closed her eyes, trying to remind herself Tommy wasn't always like this. It was like he had been taken over by evil. "You're hurting me…" She winced.

He inserted his penis as far and wildly as he could. Kim's eyes were tightly closed, and Tommy bent down to kiss her. He momentarily stopped humping her, and Kim relaxed some. He stared into her eyes, and he slowly fucked her. "I love you." He articulated deliberately, and his words and his soft pace caused Kim to cum. She writhed beneath him, and he made out with her some more.

She shoved his chest, and she purposefully ogled the man in front of her. Tommy, soon, released his orgasm. Once he was empty, she spoke up. "What's wrong?"

He kissed her body, disregarding her question. They cleaned up, and he carried her naked form up the stairs, not caring if someone saw them. After all, that was his damn house.

Xxxxx

Two Days Later…
DECA House
Reefside, CA

Tommy, his parents, and Abby went to church for Easter Sunday. Kim, feeling uncomfortable and a like a fornicator, opted not to go. His family understood, and Ashley picked up Kim from the house. Several thoughts formulated in Kim's brain, and she was worried she had lost Tommy or there's something bothering him. He had spoken little about the talk with his parents, and she thought that had something to do with his declined mood. Although, she pondered about what she had done to him. She definitely felt like she had done this to Tommy.

Inhaling and exhaling her cigarette, Kim's feet waded in the clear water of the pool.

TJ walked outside, and he sat with Kim. He copied her motions, and his feet were extended farther down than hers. He nudged her. "What's going on?" He playfully hit her. He got out a cigarette like her. He lit up the slim stick.

"Nothing." Kim blandly said, her state resembled a zombie.

"Doesn't sound like it."

Kim faced him. "Has Tommy mentioned anything, say about what he's going through?"

TJ's best poker face was on. "Like what?" He had a feeling this had to do with Tommy's unfaithfulness. He questioned whether or not Kim had an inkling of what occurred.

"He went to work last night, and then he came on the bed. It was like he was annoyed with me."

"Is that a bad thing?" TJ didn't get the concern there.

"Well, you know, we usually…" Even to this day, Kim got nervous about admitting she was sexually active.

"Last night, he was stressed out. I mean the profits have declined quite a bit since you quit, and Andros felt the same. He's let us know, that he doesn't want you coming back though." TJ comforted, in addition to keeping Tommy's secret. He switched his cigarette to his left hand, and placed his right hand on Kim's shoulder. "Kim, you shouldn't be so concerned over Tommy. He's handling his business."

"I can't help it." Kim sighed sadly. "Ever since we've found about the miscarriage, it's like… it's like…" She couldn't fathom to say the rest.

"He's not going to leave you." TJ reassured.

"Who's to say he hasn't thought about it!" She panicked in an agitated state. She threw the cigarette behind her, and she got up. Like an infant attached to its mother, TJ shadowed her steps. Annoyed, Kim confronted him. "What?"

"Kim, you don't know why Tommy's acting the way he is. I haven't seen him any different than before really. Yeah the stress is new, but it comes with the job and what he's experienced recently. You shouldn't be so paranoid about Tommy. You know he's had an argument with his parents about him dropping out of school, other than that everything is okay." He reminded her and got rid of the filter by tossing it to the side. Looking down at Kim, she looked like a lost puppy. Part of him knew the relationship between the two had suffered, and he hoped they could bounce back. At that moment, though, he knew they were done.

"Okay? Okay? Does me losing a fucking child make everything okay? Tommy dropping out of school, is that okay? Me quitting, is that okay? TJ, nothing is okay! He's so distant, and I hate it!" Kim irritably kicked the closest item to her- a chair. The force caused the chair to loudly clank against the table and fall back to the ground.

TJ even jumped at the sound. He looked at Kim, almost like she had gone mad. He shook his head. Finally noticing the convoluted relationship between Tommy and Kim, he was shocked. Really, this was too much. He had been clueless about them. "Kim, you need to calm down, this isn't healthy." He consoled her as best as he could.

"I won't stop, until I know everything is alright." Kim dropped to the floor and cried her eyes out. She protectively brought her knees to her and buried her head between her legs. She felt lost because she had lost him.

TJ, not knowing what to do, bent down with her. He hugged her closely and let her cry her eyes out.

Xxxxx

A Week Later…
Tommy and Kim's House
Reefside, CA

After Kim's emotional outburst, Tommy arrived at the DECA House an hour later with his parents and Abby. Once again, the Oliver family was astounded by the regality of the established house. The parents talked amongst themselves, and they openly asked the question running rampant in their minds. Quick on her toes, Karone spoke up and discussed their 'hospital' jobs. Apparently, in her mind, she and Ashley were registered nurses, they have dressed up as them before in the strip club, and Andros and Zhane were involved in Health Care Admin. TJ did security around the hospital. Abby longed to be them, since they were very rich. All of them laughed at her, and they mentally shook their heads, in a telling matter, knowing she didn't need to be nowhere near their job.

Tommy headed towards the back, and he recognized Kim's state. He held her closely and lovingly stroked her back. He knew stress, sadness, and everything else he could possibly thinking of was weighing down her barely 110 pound body. Pretty soon, he needed to confess his sin to her.

The following day, Tommy's parents and Abby left for Angel Grove. After that, Tommy resumed his normal schedule. He worked full time all this week, but now, it was Sunday, and Tommy was very much in need for a break. Kim felt the same way, even though she stayed home more often now. Kim's feelings were a little more in check, and they were having intercourse like they used to. Her self-consciousness was slowly dissipating, but of course, something had to ruin it; not just it, but anything and everything between her and Tommy.

Dinner, between the two, was finished. For dessert, the two had cheesecake. Their extra treat, bottles of beer and mixed alcoholic beverages and a two blunts of mango Kush. Their minds were already gone, and for some odd reason, Tommy began speaking about condoms. Tommy and Kim never use condoms, hence, Kimberly getting pregnant. So, when Tommy absentmindedly rambled about condoms, shit literally hit the fan.

"When did we use condoms?" Kim asked him, her tone creeping between curiosity and madness.

"When did I mention condoms?" Tommy's inebriated mouth wasn't helping him much.

"You said 'I never liked that condom because it made my penis hurt'. When did we use condoms?" She questioned him with anger more than anything else.

Tommy reclined in the recliner, and he looked at Kim, who was sitting on the floor by the coffee table. She was about to roll up another blunt, and when she said 'This container is tightly packed with kush'. Tommy seemingly agreed about the time his penis was tightly packed in a condom; when he was with Olivia. He didn't think of the consequences before he spoke, hell wasn't thinking straight at all. He got up, and he attempted to escape the situation. That was the wrong move.

Immediately, Kim rose from her spot. She followed him closely, and she was ready to get to the bottom of his comment. "Don't walk away from me!" She hissed at him. "When the fuck did we use a condom?"

He turned to look at his girlfriend. She was like a bull ready to charge. "We haven't used a condom." He regretfully confessed, while intellectually criticizing himself. He slipped, he slipped up big time. Karma and Kim was ready to scrap with him.

The former stripper continually shook her head. She didn't want to believe him, no, she denied his statement cold heartedly. Her head spun even more than before. His confession felt like a series of boxing jabs to the face. "When?" She croaked, now thinking about it, she knew. This would explain his flighty reactions and emotions to her. The sudden change that came about; she felt like she didn't know him sometimes.

He knew he broke her. The full truth would probably kill her, but he couldn't back out now, or could he? "Kim, don't make me do this." He refused to admit it. He felt, saw, and was ashamed of the sadness that radiated from her body.

Water streamed down her face, and she concentrated on the ground more than his face. "Please… tell me." Kim pleaded heartily. Her body expression read as a little girl lost.

"I-I-I… can't." Tommy responded to her. His voice cracked.

"Tommy, please." She looked at him earnestly.

He regretted it: sleeping with Olivia, keeping this from her, cheating on her, not opening up to her. The partner of KO-35 Girls hated he did this to her; he really hated himself. And that's how it went, back and forth, Kim probed her boyfriend about it, but Tommy disagreed. Each time he rejected it and that caused Kim to become irater. Honestly, Tommy thought he was protecting her. If anything, he caused her to be more heartbroken. For an additional 15 minutes, it was a big run around. Finally, Kim's temper exploded. She charged at him. The alcohol and marijuana played a part in this, but Tommy's actions were the catalyst. Punishing blows were directed on his body.

"You fucking cheated on me again!" She screamed at him. Furiously, she continued her 'exercise'. Tommy covered his body upon contact. Part of him felt like he deserved it, on the other hand, there was only so much he could take. He was ready to unleash his anger, if forced to. "I've never fucked another guy!"

"Stop!" He begged her, but she was unrelenting. She wanted to dispense on him the pain he's given her.

Her tiny body released rasping breaths, and tears cascaded down in a messy manner. Her eyes became swollen, in addition to the redness her eyes had. She stared at him. Who was Tommy? She didn't even know, even though she had dedicated the past eight months solely to him. There was no one else, or so she thought.

He rebuked her statement menacingly."No one else?" Tommy angrily stared her down like she was an enemy. Kim punched him again, and he took the hit like a man. His chest was squared, and he didn't back down. "There was someone, no, there was something else. Your mouth and arms fucked the Oxycontin behind my back!"

"Don't bring this to the conversation! You fucked another woman!" She advanced towards him, and she kicked his chins, and she punched his chiseled chest. "I'm fucking tired of you doing this to me!" She cried louder, and she went towards the kitchen.

Tommy didn't hesitate to trail her body. "You don't think I'm fucking tired of the shit you put me through?" He witnessed her taking deeper gulps of vodka. "Before I met you, I was the Catholic boy, and I didn't know what the hell sex, cigarettes, weed was." Tommy counted all the items on his list. "Alcohol, fucking strip clubs, and what having a fucking girlfriend really meant. I was the innocent one, and I wanted to finish school. Now look at me, I'm half owner to a strip club and have lost my fucking morals thanks to you." He seethed. "Not to mention, I never fucking cussed, but I cuss all the damn time."

Kim ignored him as best as she could. She drowned her sorrows in the alcohol bottle, and she wished she could drown his head under the damn pool outside the patio doors. But, and this was a big BUT, his words had struck her emotionally. Dark topaz colored eyes, stared into his evil chocolate eyes. "Did I hold a gun to your head when you started all that shit? No, I didn't. So don't fucking put this on me. You cheated, not me." She pointed her finger at him.

"I didn't mean to cheat on you. I said no to her." He enunciated the 'no' to her. Stressed out, Tommy grabbed the other vodka bottle. He took the drink straight to the dome. "I love you."

"You don't know the definition of love you asshole! All you care about is fucking bitches and getting money." She accused and slurred certain words.

"It was one fucking time!" He yelled louder, thinking that would register with her.

It didn't. "You don't get it, you hurt me." She screamed at the top of her lungs. The anger stressed her out, and she lost control. Kim opened up the cabinets and plates crashed onto the wooden floor. Glass juddered against the side wall. She stumbled as she found more items to throw. In her mind, it was her against him. "Fuck you!"

"This is my house too, you can't throw all the plates and shit." Tommy attempted to stop her, but the glass littered the floor. He was slowed down by trying to find free spots to step over.

Uncaring to his words, she continued. In addition to her drunken state, Kim mindlessly walked over everything to avoid him. Her feet started to bleed, but that didn't stop her. "You want to fuck other girls! You can! I'm done with you."

Tommy shook his head. He wasn't going to give up. "Damn it, Kim, you are fucking bleeding!" He noticed the bloody trail she left. "Stop walking!"

Kim vigorously shook her head. "Nope, you fucked up. Did you like fucking her pussy? Was she better than me?" She began to laugh in a menacing tone. "I hate you!"

Those eight letters bothered him, and he ran up to her as fast as he could. He grabbed her hand, and her instinct was to slap him across the face. Tommy's lip was busted, and he could taste the blood accumulating at the side of his mouth.

"You don't fucking hate me. You need me." Kim swung at him again. "You need me because you look at me like I'm the father you should've had. I take care of you, I'm there for you, and I should've left you when I found those pills in your drawer. I didn't though because I love you." He breathlessly reminded her.

She pushed him away with much strength. Kim staggered back to the kitchen. She didn't want to hear him instead she wanted her alcohol bottle. That's the only thing that she found comforting. She swallowed as much as she could take.

He towered over her. "If anything, I should be mad at you! You killed my child!" He crudely reminded her.

That incited another response. She threw the vodka bottle to the ground, the clear liquid oozed a puddle, and she cried louder. Not because of the alcohol penetrating her cut up feet, but the hurt from the spontaneous abortion drove her to the edge. Again, Kim smacked him, punched him, and pushed him. She backed him up into a corner, and Tommy grabbed her arms in a restraining matter. With Kim's diminished state; her emotions were severely affected. Flashbacks of the trauma she had suffered at the tender age of 14 entered her mind, and she lashed out.

"That was my child too!" She shouted at him, his strength was overpowering. "You don't get it!"

"Tell me, Kim. Tell me what I don't get. What I don't get is why you are so angry. Me fucking another girl doesn't compare to you killing a fucking child- our child. You are so fucking selfish for smoking Oxycontin, shooting up fucking pills. Are you kidding me? You are the bitch for that one."

"I'll show you bitch." She uttered for him. Her tiny fists pounded his body, and she didn't stop. Tommy tried to defend himself.

The tumultuous relationship was coming to a head. More yelling and screaming was exchanged. The two didn't, and weren't, able to comprehend how their relationship got to this point. They were confused, but at that point, they were stubborn. All they cared about was getting their point across.

"I'm not saying you pushed me to that point." Tommy struggled to hold her back, but Kim's strength was immense. The alcohol and her anger doubled her tenacity to hit him more. "It happened, and I'm sorry."

"Sorry. Won't. Make. It. Better!" Kim attempted to force his hands off of her wrists.

Both Tommy and Kim's feet were cut up from the broken glass covering the kitchen floor. Tommy's lips were getting fatter, and he had no doubt his body had sustained several bruises from Kim's potent strikes. Their physical discomfort was the least of their worries. Bruising began to form on Kim's tiny wrists, but she still held firm on her opposition. She needed to physically hurt him, since he emotionally fucked her over.

"You love me." Tommy declared boldly. "Even with everything that's happened, you won't leave me."

"Shows how much you know. I will leave you. You should've left me when I came out of the coma. You seemed like you wanted to since you had sex with someone else!" She pushed him off. "I'm leaving." She opened the door, but Tommy slammed the thing shut.

He menacingly covered her body. "You aren't leaving. You don't know how to leave." He informed her.

Kim turned to face him. She slapped him across the face again. "I'm tired of you!" She cried instantaneously. Her tiny fists pounded on his body. Tommy wasn't dissuaded.

Each time they argued back and forth their screams and shouts increased in volume. The shouts echoed in the expanse land, and for them, they were unsuspecting of a witness overhearing the bickering couple's furious tirade. 9-1-1 was called, and pretty soon there were three cop cars dispatched to the home residing at 1992 Valencia Rd. Even the cops could hear the resounding hollers. They vociferously rapped on the door, and for a moment, Tommy and Kim stopped their shouting match. The mirror near the front door was used between the two. Kim's hair was out of place, her eyes were puffy, her lips trembled, and she weakly tried to cover up her somber emotional state. Tommy fixed the gel that was pretty much slapped out of his hair by her. His lip was busted indefinitely, and he cursed. More knocks were heard, and Tommy answered the door. The sight the cops greeted had made them speechless. Glass was seen in the distance, and Kim's wrists were beginning to swell. Not wanting to hear the story, since they had heard the fighting themselves, and Tommy's face displayed the untold story; in addition, the phone call proved the cops knowing theory. Tommy and Kim were arrested on the spot. If neighbors were in the vicinity of Tommy and Kim's house, they would've had been arrested for disturbing the peace. For now, their charges were Domestic Battery and Possession of Marijuana. The two were hauled into seperate cars. Before the cops drove away, Tommy spotted Kim's distressed state. They made eye contact, and there impact of their arguing caused them to feel regret. Both ended up mouthing, 'I love you' to one another. In their minds, they were curious as to how the cops were called. How did the cops know about them fighting? Now, they didn't know what to do. Then, they were escorted to county jail.

A White BMW SUV tailed the cop cars.

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Preview for the Next Chapter: Paid bail, a broken home, experimentation.