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The Babysitter	By : redqueeninwonderland Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Green Day Views: 12260 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Green Day. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Title: The Babysitter IX
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Goes without saying
Notes: I feel like I�m bordering on
soap opera. But eh, whatever, reality�s gotta hit sometimes.

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Later
that afternoon, Ava sat curled at the head of the boys� bed and watched them
while they watched Shrek 2 on the
room�s DVD player. Joe was playing with Fats. Jake was pretty immersed in the
movie. After she�d calmed down at the theater it�d taken a good twenty minutes
to calm down Jake, who was more than a little upset that Ava was upset and Ava
couldn�t blame him. Kurt took the kids for ice cream from the street vendor in
front of the theater while Ava went into his dressing room and calmed herself
down. She felt stupid.
She
felt bruised.
She
felt� seventeen.
Tonight
was her night to go see Wicked and she was seriously debating just plain
not going. She was so tired. Like, bone tired, drained, all of that emotional
bullshit shrinks were always talking about.
�Hey
guys, how were the trashcans?� Billie�s voice cut through the room and Ava
jerked on the bed. How�d she miss the door opening? Joe bounded off the bed and
Fats barked, following the little monster.
Jake
stayed on the bed, he looked at Ava as she sat up, and it was like the kid
understood more than he let on. Ava winked at him conspiratorially and shook
her head. His brow furrowed into a determined look Ava recognized rather well,
having seen it on Billie less than twenty four hours before and she decided to
just go to her room and start getting ready.
�Jake?
How�d you like Stomp, man?� Billie really was a good dad, Ava thought
savagely as she shut her door almost all the way. She had her head bent into
her suitcase when she heard Jake�s response.
�Ava
cried, Dad. For like, a really, really long time.�
She
went into her bathroom, deciding she didn�t want to hear them rehash the
afternoon, but she couldn�t say she was surprised to hear Billie enter her room
a few minutes later.
�Ava?
You decent?� She heard him shut the door behind him and blushed while she dug
through her makeup bag.
�Buck
naked, actually,� she answered, walking back into the bedroom. He was sitting
on the corner of her bed, arms crossed over his chest. She rolled her eyes. �Not
that you�d care either way.�
He
colored at that, but raised his eyebrows. Ava sighed, shaking her head and
going back to her suitcase. She pulled out a pair of dark, dark blue jeans and
an old Japanese style mini-dress she�d swiped from Cara. The brocaded silk was
done in indigos and periwinkles and the shades complimented the jeans
perfectly. She matter-of-factly pulled the thermal top off, ignoring Billie
completely, and then went for the jeans. After she�d shimmied out of those she
went to the bathroom with a new thong and bra. Then it was back into the
bedroom. Billie just watched her. Ava�s jaw hardened.
�Quite
looking at me like that,� she muttered, bending at the waist to pull the jeans
on.
�About
last night-�
�Don�t,�
She buttoned the fly and then zipped, reaching for the dress. It really was a
great find, over hear head it went and then she zipped
it up the side, finishing off with the buttons along the left shoulder. She
scrutinized the outfit for a second before reaching into the bag again, this
time coming out with a deep purple scarf and a pair of high, pointed toed
stilettos.
�We�re
going to have to talk about it sometime, you know.� He got up, walking toward
her and she turned her back on him, facing the mirror that hung over the
dresser as she tied the scarf in her hair, pulling it back from her face and
letting the ends of the scarf hang down her back with the rest of her hair. She
stared at his reflection in the mirror, silently daring him to tell her he was
sorry or he wanted to take it back.
�Like
hell we are,� she set to work with earrings, large hoops.
�Ava,
it happened, okay? I�m not trying to pretend like it didn�t and quite frankly- �
�Shut
up about it, okay?� She brushed past him and sat down on the bed to pull
on the shoes. When she stood she was able to look him directly in the eye. He
kept following her, getting into her space bubble, and she didn�t like it. Made her want to go all vulnerable or something. He sighed,
looking down at her outfit.
�You
look very Neo-Mod.�
She
arched an eyebrow, thinking about her makeup bag, �S�what
I was going for, are we done?�
�It�s
a good look for you, Ava,� he reached up, brushing her hair back behind her
ear. She opened her mouth to reply.
�Daddy,
is she crying again?!� Jake stood in the doorway to the rooms, his arms
crossed over his chest. Ava sighed, turning away from them both. She heard Fats
whine and turned back, Joe was not two feet from her, the dog held in his
chubby arms under his top shoulder joints. The poor animal looked hugely
uncomfortable. Joe scowled up at her.
�No
cry, Ava!�
She
grinned, reaching out and poking Joseph�s nose. �I�m fine, kid. But put the dog
down, okay?� Joe scowled deeper, but did
put Fats down. The dog immediately crawled under Ava�s bed. Joe�s face suddenly
brightened. �Mommy kiss!�
�Yeah dad!� Jake smacked Billie�s knee, �You always used to
kiss mom when she cried and it made her feel better!�
�I
need to put on my makeup,� Ava said, making a move to retreat to the bathroom.
�Kiss,
Daddy!� Joe�s arms crossed over his chest again.
�This
is a little different than that, guys,� Billie said quietly, laughter in his
voice, but he did grab Ava�s wrist as she past by.
�Dad-�
�Go
back to your room for a sec boys, I need to talk to Ava.�
�But-�
�Now,
Joseph,� Joe stuck out his lower lip and Jake glowered, but they knew an order
when they heard one. When the door was shut completely behind them Ava pulled
her wrist away from him and walked to the bathroom. At the door Billie stopped
her, his hand on her shoulder, turning her to face him. Ava looked into his
eyes for a long moment and then shook her head.
�Don�t,
please don�t.� Her voice was soft, but he didn�t touch her any more than the
hand on her shoulder. It slid down to her upper arm and he squeezed it lightly.
Ava closed her eyes for a
moment, centering herself.
�Why not?� He lifted her chin with a curled finger and she
was staring into his eyes.
�Because
I�m not trying to be your w-�
�I
know exactly who you are, Ava,� his voice was husky and she bit her lip. �And
I�m all mixed up about it, but it doesn�t make me want to do this any less,� his
lips descended and Ava didn�t have time to breathe, let alone think. Her
stomach plummeted. Then righted itself and did a few
cartwheels. His lips were soft, but insistent.
She
fell back against the doorjamb and he followed, his body warm against her and
the hand on her arm slid to her waist, pulling her to him. Possessively, his
other hand slid to her neck, his thumb angling her chin upward so he could
taste her more thoroughly. Ava�s lips parted and she gasped against his mouth.
His
tongue claimed her, delving into her mouth and exploring. Her hand touched his
chest tentatively, sliding against the softness of the tee shirt before sliding
upward to touch his neck. His skin was warm and she made a soft sound in her
throat, something between a whimper and a moan when his lips left hers to rove
down her jaw, tiny little bites and then attention laved on the column of her
neck.
He
reached down, his fingers circling her wrist he pulled her other arm up and
around his neck, then his hand was back to her waist, fingers playing along her
side. She sighed, burying her face in the curve of his neck, her own lips
searching now. They closed over the pulse, just behind his ear and he chuckled,
Ava�s lips left his neck, her eyes opened to slits as she returned to his lips
and she found him watching her. It was disconcerting, but she opened her eyes
wider, watching him as he watched her.
The
kiss broke and they stared silently at each other.
Ava
felt both young and old in the circle of his arms. Both incredibly aroused and
incredibly frightened. �So what happens now?� She asked quietly, her voice
unsteady.
�Now?� His lips were a heavy pink, kiss roughened, and his
voice was still that husky drawl. Ava nodded, �Now,� he murmured, dipping his
head and kissing the corner of her mouth again, �You finish getting ready to
see that play.� His hand cupped her jaw again, his thumb brushing along her
chin, �There isn�t an easy answer, kid. We can talk about it when you get back
if you want, but-�
�It�s
not like we�ll ever be able to like, date or something,� she finished for him,
laying her head on his shoulder. He held her for a moment and Ava closed her
eyes, leaning into it and simply enjoying it.
�Why
did you cry earlier?� He asked finally, not sure he wanted to hear the answer.
Thinking perhaps he already knew anyway.
�Because
I don�t understand how I can want you this much when I know it�s supposed to be
wrong.� She hated that her life was becoming the plot to a really bad teen
movie. And she hated that in some circles she�d just be considered a groupie. Especially since she still wasn�t a fan of his music. That
made her smile, at least.
�I�ve
never been one for �supposed to be�, kid.� He spoke to her hair, his breath
tickling her. Ava smiled against his shirt.
�Do
you really think this is a good idea?� She pulled back to look at his face, she
watched the emotions flitting, there were about a hundred reasons why this was
a very bad idea. To name one, if anybody ever found out the
scandal would ruin him. He sighed.
�I
don�t know what I think,� he pulled away from her, then
cupped her face in two hands. �You�re right, I�d never
be able to take you out on a date. We�d never be able to hold hands in public.
It�d run the risk of being just sex,� he watched her wince and waited, when he
felt like she was listening again he smiled, �I�m not gonna lie, Ava, I do want
to have sex with you. But if you�re not sure-�
�Are
you telling me that if we started something it�d be strictly sexual since you
can�t take me out?� She crossed her arms over her chest, trying to decide if
she were offended or thankful that he was honest.
�You
know I wouldn�t do that to you, Ava.�
�Well
then?�
He
sighed. �You need to think about this, Ava.�
�Because I haven�t spent all freaking day thinking about
it?�
�I�m
serious. It�s a lot to ask.� He licked his lips and looked down at her. She
really was young. �Go to the play. Think about it. Really think about
it.�
�Billie,
I want-�
�And
if you want to pursue this, then-�
�Then what? Text you?�
�Let
me finish, Ava. You and I both know that if I stick around we�re going
to end up fucking right here, right?� She wouldn�t meet his eyes and he shook
her once, �Well?�
�You
know you�re right.� She crossed her arms under her breasts and he
laughed outright when she pouted. He leaned forward, nipping her lower lip
lightly and then speaking almost directly against her mouth, his eyes so close
she noticed flecks of a darker green in them.
�Don�t
pout, darlin�, you�re not two.�
Ava
glared and he laughed outright, then sobered.
�Look,
go to the play. Enjoy it. Then go for coffee or something and think. And if you
still feel then like you feel now, well�� he trailed off and she thought she
could hear him thinking. �I�m leaving my door unlocked tonight. It�s
your choice, Ava.� He released her and went to the door, opening it.
�I�ll
see you tonight,� she said, laughing quietly. He stared at her silently until
she squirmed, unnerved. She got the impression he thought she was taking it too
lightly. If he only knew.
�We�ll
see.�
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