We reached my house and we could hear my parents screaming, from outside. Max was sitting on the steps, crying. I signaled for Mitchie to get in her car, then scooped Max up, and put him in the backseat. I hopped up front next to Mitchie.

Mitchie drove to the park. Max smiled as soon as we parked and ran straight to the swings. Mitchie and I sat on the hood of her car. We laced our fingers together, and I rested my head on her shoulder. I always feel so safe when I'm with her, she is definitely the one for me. I leaned over and pecked her cheek.

She smiled down at me, "I love you, baby."

I smiled and lightly kissed her, "I love you, too, babe."

A male voice laughed, "Funny seeing you here, Lex."

My eyes flickered over at him and I sighed, "Hi, Dean, what do you want?"

His eyes shifted to Mitchie, "So, you cheat on me with Mason, then dump me for him...then decide you like girls?"

"I didn't just 'decide I like girls,' Dean."

He chuckled, "Whatever it is, it's stupid."

Mitchie glared, "How is it stupid?"

He put his hands up in defense, "I wasn't calling you stupid, I was calling Alex's decisions stupid. She just can never make up her mind. She's always changing it. Haven't you noticed that?"

Mitchie shrugged, "Well, yeah, sometimes."

I elbowed her gently and whispered, "Don't agree with him!"

Dean laughed, "You two have fun," he winked at me, "Give me a call when you change you mind, babe."

That would normally pissed Mitchie off, but this time it didn't, which worried me. The things he said must of stuck in her mind. Great, just great.

I spoke, "Don't listen to him, babe, I won't change my mind like that ever again. I want to be with you forever, I know that for sure. I love you so much it hurts."

She smiled at me, "Oh, I'm not worried about anything he said, I was just thinking of ways to break his arm. We're in a park, that's why I didn't do anything."

I laughed a bit, "That's my girl."

She pecked my lips, "I just love how you tolerate my short temper."

I smiled, "I think it's absolutely adorable."

Her eyes fell to my lips, "I really want you right now..."

I pulled away from her and laughed, "Shut up!"

She smirked and shrugged, "Just sayin'."

Max tapped my knee, "Is this what mommy and daddy were yelling about," he pointed to Mitchie.

Mitchie's face fell flat and I sighed.

I leaned down, "I love Mitchie, Daddy doesn't, but it'll be okay."

He looked confused, "You love her? Like you love me?"

I bit my lip and shook my head, "I...I love her like mommy loves daddy."

Max paused and glanced between the two of us, confused. He had never been exposed to this, he had never been given the chance to understand this, confusion is understandable...plus, he's eight. I flickered my eyes over at Mitchie, she was nervously watching Max. I had already lost my father, she was probably worried that I would lose Max. To be honest, I wasn't too worried about it. I doubt he'll even understand.

Max spoke, "Then why is daddy so mad?"

"Um, well, sweetie, this kind of love that Mitchie and I share...isn't...accepted by all."

He gave me a confused look, "Why not? It's just love. No different then the love daddy shares with mommy."

I smiled a bit, "Not everyone realizes that, pumpkin."

He frowned, "That's stupid."

"Yeah, sweetheart...it is."

He ran off to play, again. I looked over at Mitchie, she was kind of staring in 'awe' at my brother. He's probably the most accepting little boy- no, most accepting person in the world. Mitchie noticed me looking and glanced over. She turned her head a bit and leaned in for a kiss. Once her lips were about to touch mine, I pressed my finger against them, gently pushing her back.

She pouted, "Why not?"

I gestured around us, "Family park."

Her eyes were locked on my lips, "That sure wasn't stopping you earlier."

I laughed a bit, "Well, it's stoppin' me now."

She groaned, "Fine."

I smiled, pecked her cheek, and whispered in her ear, "There'll be plenty of time for it later."

Her eyes kind of lit up, but she didn't comment on what I had said. I felt my phone buzz in my pocket, so I yanked it out and checked it. It was a call from my mom. I wasn't sure if I wanted to answer it...I'm sure it won't be good news.

I tapped answered, "H-hello?"

My father spoke, "Think you could just disappear, huh? Just leave this argument and be with that girl? Alex Marie Russo, get your ass back here or so help me God, I will disown you."

I hesitated, but replied with, "Then do it. Disown me, I dare you. See if I fucking care, Jerry."

I could hear the glare in his voice, "Get. Your. Ass. Home. NOW!"

I smirked, "No."

He screamed and cussed me out in Spanish for about five minutes, before I decided to just hang up. I hopped off the hood of the car. Mitchie started to jump off, but halfway down, I caught her by her waist and spun her around. She laughed and I slowly let her slide down my body until her feet touched the ground. Her eyes met mine, and as they did, she desperately searched them. I wasn't really sure what for, but she looked like she was trying to find an answer to something.

I whispered, "What?"

"I just...I love you so much..."

I slowly smiled, "I love you more, Mitchie Devonne Torres."

She softly kissed me, then whispered, "I love it when you say my name."

I pulled away before things got too intense and laughed a little. By now, nearly every male eye was on us, and about half the girl's eyes were on us. Mitchie winked at a few, which made me laugh and them quickly turn away. She always knows how to deal with situations in the right way. One of her many amazing qualities. I still can't believe she's mine...all mine...it's so surreal. She's mine...

About an hour passed before we assumed things had died down back home...at least a little bit. We still weren't taking our chances. We had Harper come pick Max up, then Mitchie and I went to her house. Her parents were out on some trip and her little sister was staying at a friend's house for the week. We were completely alone. Mitchie laced her fingers with mine and we went to the kitchen. I gently pulled my fingers from hers and hopped up on the counter. Mitchie rummaged through the fridge to find something to eat.

She spoke into the fridge, "Babe?"

"Yeah?"

She glanced at me, "Wanna order some pizza and have a date night?"

I smiled, "I'd love to."

She ordered the pizza, while I dug through her movies, trying to find something we'd both like. I knew I wanted a horror movie, so she would hold me. Well, she'd hold me either way, but this still gave me an excuse to hold her tightly. I settled on the Grudge and waited for her. She brought out our pizza and sat it on the coffee table. I was sitting on the floor, so she knelled down, and lightly kissed me.

She pulled away and licked her lips, "What are we watchin'?"

I slowly smiled, "Horror movie."

She playfully rolled her eyes, "Of course."

I laughed and stood, looking into her eyes, "Come on, I thought you'd enjoy holding me."

She smirked, "I will, but I still would have held you even if we watched a children's movie."

I smiled, "I know."

I slipped in the movie and we ate while the advertisements played. We finished eating just in time for the play menu to pop up. Mitchie grabbed the remote and clicked play. She looked to me and opened her arms. I smiled and curled up in her lap. My arms wrapped around her neck, my head resting on her shoulder, and her arms wrapped securely around my waist. I just love the way she holds me...

About half way through the movie, we were no longer paying attention. I was laid out on the couch, tucked under Mitchie, and she brushed her lips down my neck. My arms were around her neck and I was biting down hard on my bottom lip. Don't ask me how we ended up like this, because I'm not even sure myself. One minute, we were hiding from the Grudge, the next, her tongue was in my mouth...not that I'm complaining. Her lips trailed along my neck, jawline, and occasionally made stops on my lips. Her hands slipped under my shirt as I felt her smile into my neck. She started tugging on my shirt, but then we heard the front door open. Mitchie cursed under her breath, quickly rolled off of me, and stood. I sat up and rubbed my eyes, trying to calm down.

Maddie called out, "Mitch? I forgot my sleeping bag. You home?"

Mitchie paused the movie, winked at me, then left to help her sister. I hopped off the couch and walked over to their huge bookshelf. It was at least 10 feet tall, and filled firmly with books, but it looked like it was never touched. I felt warm hands slip under my shirt and locked together on my stomach. I glanced behind me and smiled at my stunning girlfriend.

She pecked my lips, "Maddie should be gone soon. Her friend's sister is waiting in the driveway while she gets her stuff."

I nodded, "You know this friend?"

She shrugged, "Little bit, why?"

"You just seem like you do."

"We used to have a thing, but that thing is long gone now."

I raised my eyebrow, "It better be."

She smiled at me, "Trust me, Lexi, I am all yours. No one in this world owns any of my heart, except for you, and you own my whole heart."

I couldn't help but smile, "I love you, Mitchie."

She gazed happily into my eyes, "I love you, too, Alex."

Some girl walked in and kind of froze when she saw us, "Oh, um, sorry to interrupt...but I need to borrow Mitchie for a second."

Mitchie's grip around me tightened a bit, "What for?"

"I need to show you something."

"Show me what?"

The girl sighed and rolled her eyes, "Just please come here for a second."

Mitchie whispered in my ear, "If you don't want me to, I won't."

I pulled away from her, "I'm not gonna tell you what you can and can't do. I trust you."

She softly pecked my lips, "Five minutes."

I nodded as she left. I peeked around the corner and watched them. I know I said I trust Mitchie, which I do, but I don't know this girl. Mitchie is stunning, sexy, and amazing, and that girl can see it. That girl is her ex, who probably wants her back. I mean, who wouldn't? The girl would step closer for a few seconds, then step back again. She'd lightly tap Mitchie's forearm and smile every now and then. If that doesn't show that someone's into you, then you're blind. Mitchie didn't even seem to mind it, which really bothered me. Only I can touch Mitchie...she's mine. I know I just talked to Mitchie about that not being possible...but now that I'm in her shoes...I can see what she means. The conversation looked like it was starting to get wrapped up, so I ducked back into the living room. Mitchie joined me a few seconds later and gave me a cute smile. I hugged her tightly and pecked her lips.

I pulled away, "What'd you talk about?"

I wasn't expecting her to tell me, but she told me in full detail, "She wants me back. She just kept going on and on about how we're perfect for each other. Every time she'd say that, I corrected her, because we aren't. We never were. It was all lust, not love. It's not like the relationship me and you have, Lex. I would never give up our relationship for anything, I love you...and I told her how much I love you. She doesn't believe it, and I don't think she ever will. She's in denial, and I'm sure that's not the last we'll see of her."

I sighed, "It's not like I can blame her."

"What do you mean?"

"If I were her, I'd want you back, too. You're beautiful, you're charming, you're sexy, you're everything anyone could want, and more."

She smiled and kissed my forehead, "You're so sweet, baby girl, but I only want you. I couldn't care less if anyone else wanted me. I just want you to want me, I just need you to need me."

I laughed a little, "Quoting songs now, are we?"

"The words just fit the situation perfectly."

I leaned up and lightly kissed her, "I love you."

She smiled and kissed me again, "I love you, too."

I glanced back at the movie, "Want to continue that?"

She smirked, "Continue the movie or continue what we were doing during the movie?"

I looked back at her and smiled, "Little bit of both."

She leaned down and whispered in my ear, "How about we just go to my room?"

I smirked, "That works, too."

***

I woke up to Mitchie's phone going off the next day. I grabbed it and looked to see who was texting her. It was Maddie, so I opened it, and replied like Mitchie would, then checked the time. Little after one in the afternoon. I slipped out from under the blanket, got dressed, and shook my sleeping beauty.

She groaned, "No, sleep time."

I leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Don't make me get the water."

She peeked her eyes opened and glared at me, "If you do, I'll never kiss you again."

I smirked, "Rethink that, because that would imply you NEVER kissing me again."

She processed it, then dropped her head into the pillow, "Please, baby, let me sleep."

I sighed, "Maddie texted you, I replied, I'm going home."

She shot up like a bullet, "No, you're not."

"If you're just gonna sleep, yeah, I am."

She pouted, "You could just watch me sleep. I've been told I'm a pretty cute sleeper."

I lightly brushed my lips against her's and whispered, "The cutest, babe."

She smiled, "Then stay, please?"

I sighed and pulled away from her, "No, you want to sleep, so sleep. I have some stuff I should take care of at home, anyway."

She rubbed her eyes, "No way I'm letting you go alone. Let me get dressed, then we'll go."

I shook my head, "No, babe, I can handle this by myself."

She looked in my eyes, "I didn't ask if you could handle it. I meant it when I said that I will never let anyone touch you and hurt you. You are mine to love, to protect, to hold."

I smiled a little, "You have five minutes."

She looked at me and raised her eyebrow, "You gonna leave so I can get dressed?"

I plopped down on her bed and smiled, "Nope, not like I haven't seen it before."

She laughed and kissed my cheek, "Perv."

Once she was dressed and ready, we left to go talk with my family. To be honest...I was beyond terrified. Thank God Mitchie will be there. As she drove, I reached over and rested my hand on her knee, then squeezed.

"You okay, babe?"

I sighed, "No..."