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A Different Turn to Make (Alvis and Malice)

Gabe and Jake both exchanged a smile, a wordless agreement that they'd probably made a better call letting Gabe's cooler head prevail. After all, if Abby was dead set against them, it wasn't a healthy idea to stick ones cock anywhere near her teeth. But this way...well, it was clear she'd made some serious progress in getting good at this one way or the other. Still, Jake felt a bit miffed at gettign the short treatment, but looked more surprised than anything to see Abby actually crawling over to Alex. He cocked his head in confusion. Was there something going on here he didn't know? Probably a few things, but he thought he knew mostly everything about his team mates.

Alex really did consider heading for the door, just bailing out of the situation, but the next thing he knew a topless Abby was crawlign at him, attacking his shorts, and starting to go after his cock. He gasped at the attention, Feeling his knees wobble a moment, but he didn't fall, didn't let himself fall. At least not until her tongue went over the tip of his cock, then he lost his balance, and dropped almost straight down onto his ass. He caught himself before he fell over completely, propping himself up on his arms. If Abby were to continue, she'd have to essentially be on all fours to do it.
 
She had to stifle a small giggle. That hadn't happened ever. She was pretty sure not even Jaime let that happen. She'd feel his knees buckle when she'd surprise him sometimes after school when he was in the newsroom, but he was already sitting. This was new and it amused her. "Talk about falling for me." She murmured, scooting closer and between his legs. Her hands rested on either side of him and she leaned down, her knees bent and her legs spread just a tiny bit. "Just relax, Alex. And stay with me here. As long as you're here..." She trailed off, taking his cock back into her mouth and giving him the royal Abigail treatment.
 
Alex felt his face heating at her comment, wondering if she was just being funny, or if she'd known about him. He cursed hismelf for being stupid. He'd litteraly fallen over. It didn't get much easier than that to interpret. He met her gaze, eyes wide as she bent to task, and he groaned as he felt her working on him. He wasn't without some experience, but he'd never had anything like this before. He'd been right. Abby really was something else. But at the same time, he couldn't help but feel a pang of just how wrong this whole thing was. How she'd been able to get into it like this was beyond him, and he didn't know how to stop her, what might happen to her if he did stop her.

Jake nudged Gabe, looking at the sight before them. Abby with her ass in the air, leg apart enough that he could certainly get a few ideas from the whole thing. Jake walked up behind her, moving quietly so as not to interupt her ministrations on Alex. Her mouth was an experience, but he had other ideas in mind right now, and they involved that denim mini skirt she had. He lifted the skirt from her, adn smiled at what he saw there. More coming. He wanted more yet. Fingers hooked into her panties, pulling them down her legs, while his fingers rubbed along her slit, testing her to see whether she was wet enough to get started on. Not yet it seemed. Jake slid one finger forward to massage at her clit, while probing at her sex with another finger, working on her to get thigns started. After a moment, he managed to slide a finger inside of her.
 
She lifted her right hand from the ground and slid her fingers around the base of his cock. Her tongue swirled along him and she kept her teeth sheathed behind her lips and kept her mouth tight in its movements. The sounds of his heavier breathing spurred her on. Alex was a good guy, just hanging out with the wrong crowd. And as long as he remained here, she felt a touch safer. That maybe this wasn’t entirely forced. Her left hand left the ground and slid up his chest, hiking his shirt up as well. In doing so, she bared her ass some more.

That was when she felt her skirt lift up and her eyes closed. With the way she positioned herself, she knew it was inevitable. It almost burst the bubble but she focused on Alex. If she focused on Jaime, it’d hurt too much. Taking his cock deeper, like she was trying to distract herself now with making sure he felt really good, her body shuddered with both pleasure and remorse as a finger teased her clit. And the moment a finger pushed into her, her tight walls clamped down around it, embracing it rather than pushing it away. A soft moan came from her around Alex’s cock and she continued her efforts, working him faster and deeper while her ass pushed back into the finger invading her depths.
 
Alex felt his breath shiver as Abby kept going, the way she was sliding ehr hand up his body had him grabbing his shirt and pulling it off. His eyes were glued to Abby until he saw Jake moving behind her. Starting to do something behind her, adn he felt Abby moan alittle on hsi cock, and it made him tense. He wasn't ready to get off yet, but she was pressing him along. He was only human, and he wanted this, he really did, but he'd always wanted it in a very different way than he was getting today. If he was honest, he also didn't want to share Abby like this. H ehad to do something to take some charge here or he was going to be playing second fiddle to Jake. Again. And he knew Gabe would likely try and muscle in as well. He'd have to do something, and do it quickly.

He reached down to Abby's face, his hand cupping her cheek, and pulling her up off of his cock. He shifted o teh floor, adn slid a little farther under her, pulling her up his body, adn away from Jake. Jake seemed surprised to have Alex making a move of his own. Alex pulled Abby up to his face, takin a moment to hesitantly kiss her forehead, while feeling his cock nudge the entrance to her, and he shivered at the moment. He moved a hand to line them up. He held there a moment, not sure if he should finish the gesture, knowing that if he did there was going to be no going back for him. But then there was Jake and Gabe to contend with. Still...he hesitated.
 
Her eyes opened feeling the warmth of a gentle hand on her cheek. Looking up with her mouth still full, her gaze connected with his and she was surprised. He slid her off his cock and pulled her up, further away from Jake until she couldn’t feel him anymore. He kept scooting them away until it felt like it was just them. The touch of affection he kissed to her forehead had her eyes fluttering closed and she felt herself bare, pressed against him. Looking down at him, her hands came to his chest and she sat up and in doing so, pushed her hips down, slowly taking him inside of her. Her hand slid around his cheek and she leaned down but didn’t stop sliding him in, capturing his lips.
 
A moment like this, really it was all he'd ever wanted from Abby, or at least one of the moments he'd always wanted. And here she was, giving it to him. For completly shitty reasons he was sure, but then..his mind did go back to her essentially offering something like this, her to take on al three of them, but he was able to shift hte focus of the whole thing. When he felt her push her hips down, engulfing his cock inside of her, he let out a sharp gasp. Hot and wet and everything that he'd hoped. When she leaned down, he felt ehr lips on his, adn the moment made everything else fade away. He kissed her back, years of hidden feelings coming to the fore, and his hand came around ehr body, hand sliding up her back as he felt ehr hips settling onto his own, showing that he was all inside of her. One hand moved to her hip, giving her a hand in moving on him, making it a slow movement, one that he wanted to savour.

Jake and Gabe might have just wanted to hammer into her, but he wanted this moment to last, something that he'd remember for a long long time, if he ever did forget. He didn't just want to fuck with her, he wanted...

He let the thought die there, his hand moving farther up her body to her hair, and his fingers laced into it, fingers touching to her scalp, but he seemed more focused on the texture adn feel of her hair. His hips thrust up as he pulled her down, making it a slow movement, but still one that had some force behind it. He used that motion to start setting the tempo.
 
A deep sigh of relief and pleasure both sounded from her as he filled her fully. Faced with the prospect of the three of them, she had been terrified but this...this was something else. She had no idea Alex felt this way with her but he was her saving grace. She didn’t feel violated. She felt safe, something she only felt with Jaime. Right now, she was going to latch onto this feeling because it felt good. He felt good. Alex.

Her lips moved along his of her own free will and her hands came to cup his cheeks, her hips nestling well against his own, his cock buried thoroughly inside of her tight and very wet channel. His touch sent shivers up her spine in a delicious tingle, his arms making her secure. Her hands slid from his cheeks to rest on the ground on either side of his head and her lips lifted from his own as a single thrust pushed her forward. A moan sounded from her again and this time it was more than faint but not too loud, just a natural reaction to something feeling so good, like the way his fingers felt in her hair.

As he got a good momentum starting, Abby pushed her hips down to meet his thrusts, invitingly and welcomingly. Her lips claimed his again and she let herself be lost in him. It was a good place to be. A really good place to be.
 
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Abby didn't need his help to guide her hips anymore, she was going for it, adn giving it her all it felt. She wasn't puttign any distance between them, and Alex let himself get lost in the sensations. When her lips found his again, he let go of her hip to slide an arm around her midsection, just somethig to keep her boody close to his, feeling her breasts on his chest, the tight closeness of their bodies an intoxicating feelign for him. He wanted this moment to just last.

There was passion in what he did, some abandon, and a great deal of need. He'd come this far, he wanted it all, wanted everything he could get from it. As he leaned into her lips, he caught a glimpse of Jake and Gabe, partly breaking his moment, but it sent his mind racing. He had something in mind, adn he could make use of that later. But right now, he focused back on Abby, the one person in the room that really deserved his attention. He pressed his tongue forward, running it along her lips, seeking entry to her mouth, while he picked his pace up just a little more, knowing that with all that was happening, the presence of his so very long time crush, he wasn't going to last long.
 
One hand slid through his hair as her lips danced along with his rising passion. Her hips pushed down into his, rolling and grinding, feeling his cock brush against such a sweet spot it sent ripples of pleasure through her. It was this closeness and the surprising amount of intimacy that actually made her enjoy. Her breathing came in soft pants and pleasure began to bloom and rise, like it was starting to spread through every nerve ending in her body.

Feeling his tongue gentle graze her lips, hers parted and her tongue slid along his gently before passion once more took over. Her moans were soft but it was clear she was enjoying herself as she didn’t stop riding him for even a second. Even as she pulled her lips back and sat up on him, flipping her hair back, her hands slid over his chest. At this angle she could ride him better and faster, feeling her pleasure unfurl and reigning supreme. Her eyes closed and her head tilted back, a deep moan sounding from her as her walls spasmed tightly around him.
 
Alex let his mind linger int he kiss, savouring the taste of her, he knew it probably didn't last long, but to him it stretched into an eternity. When she pulled away, he was about to grab her, pull her back down to him, but she tossed her hair, leaning on him, and stepped things up in such a way that left him gasping from it all. The sight of her, the sound of her, the sheer overwhelming intensitry of everything...he couldn't really fathom the moment. Her shift pulled his hand out of her hair, adn he slid it down her body, his hand finding her breast, squeezing, fingers rolling hte nipple in his grip, wanting that extension to the moment. His other hand slipped, and he felt himself teetering, so he swung hte hand back in to reassert his orientation, the palm landing on her ass with a crack. He felt a falre of guilt before it was washed away in the sensation and sight of her.

He wasn't content any longer to simply watch, to simply have her do everything, he had to take some kind of action. He reared up to a sitting position, arms going around her, pulling her to him. Though he had to lean up some now because of the change in arrangements, he pulled her face to his, taking a kiss from her with all he had as his body started to shiver. He felt himself jerking within her, knowing that he was getting off from this, and he held onto her, wanting to let her ride out her own release this close to him.

When it was finally over, there was the sound of some applause from Jake and Gabe.
"Good show, good show! Hope you can muster up that kind of enthusiasm for the rest of your crowd." Jake drawled out, and the words made Alex flush red.
 
Her body trembled with orgasmic waves of pleasure, coupled with the way he felt inside of her as he came. Layers of warmth upon warmth and she shouldn’t have felt it but she did. Leaning down on him, her nose trailed along his softly and she stole soft little kisses from his lips, her hands coming through into his hair again. Her body buzzed and hum and she was lost in the haze. Until obnoxious clapping sounded. Now she trembled for an entirely new reason, wearily looking back at Jake and Gabe. Gabe was the lesser of the two, it was mostly Jake that terrified her.

Turning back to Alex, she stroked his cheek and kissed his nose. “Please Alex…” She looked into his eyes, pleading for help. “Please don’t let him get me.” Abby liked to think she was resilient enough that even this wouldn’t faze her. Not really. But the look in Jake’s eyes, his demeanor and stance, it all screamed violent. She wouldn’t recover. She already knew it. She wasn’t even sure what she could give Alex. She might have to talk Jaime into an open and very sharing relationship. Not just to pay Alex back but because...this kind of changed things a bit. Okay, a lot.
 
Alex listened to what she was saying and he felt a moment of surging instinct. He could protect her, he could help her, he could...probably die horribly if he fought Jake and Gabe both, and he'd need to do exactly that. He took one more kiss from Abby, there was a desperate energy to it all.
"Okay Romeo, get your cock out of her. Time for her next act." Jake sneered. Alex felt tears building up, but then had a flash of an idea. He slid Abby up and out of himself, adn stood up, pulling his shorts up. He staretd for the door.

"The fuck are you going?" Jake demanded.
"I got an idea, something to make this thing better. Just let me grab it, and I'll be back." Alex explained, his voice calm now. Jake nodded. That was more what he expected from someone that was in his crew twice over.
"Yeah man, you go do that. We'll keep her occupied in hte meantime." Jake grinned as he spoke, nodding. Alex opened the door, adn left the room.
 
Abby looked into his eyes, imploring him with her own pleading ones. She couldn’t read him very well but it looked like he might actually do something and that gave her hope. Feeling it flutter in her chest as he pushed her off of him, she watched him eagerly for what he’d do, all the while eyeing her bag under the Coach’s desk. Swallowing hard, all her hope died when he got up and walked to the door. “Alex--” He wouldn’t leave her. No, not after that. Right?

Her eyes watered and a couple of tears rolled down her cheeks. She couldn’t believe it. While they talked and knowing that no one was going to come for her unless she called for help, Abby slid her way toward the desk, moving under the desk. She rummaged through her purse, not turning off the tape recorder, which was thankfully working just fine, and found her phone just when she heard Jake promise something that made her shake even harder. Shaking so hard now, it was hard to get her phone working and she couldn’t stop the tears. But she finally managed to press the emergency button just as the door opened and shut, the line dialing.

“911 emergency, please state your name, whereabouts and crisis.”

“My name is Abigail Sampson, I’m at the high school and I’m about to be killed. Help me--”
 
The moment that Abby started talking, jake's face wrenched around to look at where she'd gotten.
"Fuck!" Jake snarled, reaching under the desk to grab onto her. He pulled her into the open, and slapped her phone out of her hand. "So that's how it's gonna be, huh? You think you can just fucking set me up to go down lie that?" He shouted. he knew he was screwedd. Abby basically had him hook line and sinker, and there wasn't a thing he could do about it. "If I'm going down...I'm going to make sure you pay for it." he promised her, pulling her to her feet adn slamming his forehead into her nose. Gabe caught her as she started to fall, and shoved her towards Jake. Jake responded by punching her in the stomach, then grabbing her by the hair to drag to the desk.

He slammed her face intot he desk twice, then tossed her half onto it, adn nodded to Gabe.
"Fucking hold her arms down." gabe slid to the other side, adn pulled her arms down tight, locking Abby to the desk, face down with her legs dangling off hte top. "Gonna fuck your ass bloody for this you Gods damned slut." Jake snarled, rubbing hte head of his cock against her ass, ready to start making good on his promise.

The moment the door shut Alex was off like a shot down the hall, shouldering open the door tot he gym. He knew what he needed, and it was in storage. he pulled that door open, adn saw what he wanted, grabbing it and bolting back where he came. It hadn't been long, barely more than a handful of minutes. As he skid to a halt outside the door he heard Jake snarling, sounding more pissed off than Alex had heard. He also heard Abby whimpering in pain, and that settled thigns. He opened the door and strode in.

Alex had always been a middle pick for most sports. He'd always liked playing baseball, but he couldn't throw worth a shit, adn his catching was abysmal. But he could run like hell, his track time had been good proof of that. And there was one other thing that he'd always been damned good at. And that was stepping up at bat.

Alex saw Gabe's eyes widening as Alex stepped up with the bat he'd grabbed from storage, and swung it with all he had. It was quite frankly the best swing he'd ever made. Jake gave a whimpering cry of pain as the tip of hte bat his his ribs with crushing force, Alex catching the actual deformation of the ribs from the hit, showing a horrific break. He didn't take chances though, adn swung down at him as he was falling, and this time the hit the top of his shoulder and snapped his collar bone with an auidble popping sound. Gabe let go of Abby, standing up against the wall, hands up.
"Dude! Dude, it's me, I wasn't gonna-" Gabe started, but Alex wasn't hearing him ,and stepped in to hammer the bat into Gabe's gut, followed by another hit to his leg, certainly at least managing a hairline fracture there. Alex glanced around at the ruin he had wrought, and then grabbed a jacket off the rack that was on one wall, and pulled Abby up off the desk.
"Abby? Abby? Please, Gods, come on Abby, we need to get you out of here." He stumbled through his words, pushing her arms through the jacket, appalled at the ruin that her face was swelling into.
 
Her voice cut off with a yelp when she was pulled out from under the desk. A grunt came from her when the phone was smacked out of her hands and she followed it, thankful to see it was only a minor crack and the call hadn’t dropped. “You started it!” She yelled, looking up at him with wet eyes and anger but also fear. That fear shined through even more when he hauled her up. Stars danced in her line vision and she tasted the crimson before her face even exploded into pain, her body falling back from the force of impact.

Arms caught her but she was pushed forward into Jake’s arms like a rag doll. Bile threatened to rise up the moment his fist came in contact with her stomach and she started to hunch over when a fire burned in her scalp but his unforgiving grip. Her world turned blurry and nearly black as her face met the desk so hard, she heard a crack and felt her tooth dig into her lip and tongue. Pain once more exploded and she whimpered, her eyes stinging and her face burning. “Please…” She sobbed incoherently, her arms sliding off the desk until they were pinned there. She wished she would just pass out but the adrenaline coursed deeply. It was keeping her awake.

A scream wrenched from deep within her terrified soul as she felt him in a hole that would never feel the same if he went through with this. Her arms struggled within the grasp holding them down despite the pain swelling in her face. That was when the door burst open but she couldn’t move anymore. She heard whimpers of pain, the sound of something solid and hard breaking into something and soon her arms were free, her body sliding back from the desk but her knees broke her fall first and she thankfully didn’t fall back.

A soft voice penetrated through her blackening haze and a soft whimper came from her. “Alex?” She murmured, slightly incoherently from the swelling. He came back? She thought he left! “My purse. My phone. My purse…” her body leaned into his, her head resting on his shoulder. "Po-rice."
 
Alex nodded at her words, looking around, adn seeing her purse. he grabbed it, and then her phone.
"Hello? Miss Sampson? Abigail! Abigail are you there?" A voice was all but shouting into the phone.
"She's here, but she'd banged up bad. We need an ambulance here fast." Alex explained.
"And you are? She claimed her life was in danger!"
"It was. Her attempted killers and rapists are down for the count, they'll need a touch of medical aid too, but I'll meet an ambulance with Abby in the west parking lot. Can you have one there?"
"Five minutes."
"We'll be there." Alex hung up before they said anything else.

"Come on Abby, I'll..." he looked at her, seeing just how roughed up she was, and knew what he'd have to do. Alex wasn't huge, but playing football and track made him big enough for the task at hand. He lifted Abby up, carrying her in front of him, and making an escape fromt he locker room before the rest of hte team came looking for them. He'd taken two by surprise, but he doubted he'd be able to take on the rest of them. he got them out of hte building just as the ambulance was screaming up, police right behind them. There were no questions asked, they simply loaded her intot he ambulance, and Alex climbed in after her.

"Son! Where are the attackers?" A cop called.
"Office off of hte locker room. Just go straight back!" Alex point as he spoke, directing them. The cops moved off. Alex actually smiled. A little banged up indeed. His smile vanished when he saw Abby again, and he tentatively slipped his hand into hers.
 
Barely hearing Alex, Abby started to fade a bit, the pain too much but just enough to put her out, blood starting to crust over her face where she had been hit and banged up. It’s not until she’s in the ambulance that she started to come to a little bit, her vision a little foggy. But a warm hand in her own had her head turning and she even though he was blurry, she was positive it was Alex with her. Something incoherent came from her mouth but in her mind, she thought she coherently asked, “Who was the girl?” before she went under again, her hand not falling out of his.

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Her mom’s phone rang while Esther was cleaning up the dishes from dinner. Throughout dinner she had been sneaking off texts to Harrison and tried to work on her poker face. To no avail. Her mom kept busting her chops about it and Esther had to finally push her phone away so she might not combust from blushing. Now she was texting him again, in between dishes. Thank goodness for the microphones. Also thank goodness they weren’t talking dirty to each other. Awkward!

“Esther.” Her mom’s voice sounded grave and she turned the tap off, turning to look at her.

“What is it?”

“That was Flora, Abby’s mom. She said Abby’s been rushed to the hospital.”

Her eyes widened and she swallowed hard. “What?” She gasped, heated moisture clouding her vision.

Drying her hands and grabbing her phone, they got into the car right away. She sent off a text to Harrison that Abby was in the hospital. She had no idea why she told him. It just happened. They were texting. She switched out messages and pressed the call button on Mallory’s number. She knew she was going through a hard time with her depression and loneliness with the drugs and all but they were all still best friends.

“Hello?” Mallory answered, sounding a lot more like herself. Thank goodness!

“Mallory.” Esther sniffled, wiping her eyes. “Abby’s in the hospital. I don’t know what happened. Mom and I are on the way.”
“I’m on my way.” She said quickly. “She’s going to be okay, Esther. I know she will be. She’s stronger than both of us combined.”

“I’ll see you soon.”

They got to the hospital and while her mom went off to find Flora Sampson, Esther hung out by the entrance of the emergency area waiting for Mallory and also pacing back and forth.
 
Alex opened his mouth to answer her, but she seemed to pass out again. It was amazing that she could still keep that in her mind, but he supposed that if she didn't find out, it woudl have all been for nothing. The medic in the back gave her a shot of something to keep her down adn dull out the pain. She'd sleep easy now, instead of just lapsing in and out.

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Alex was sitting outside of Abby's room while the doctors talked to her mom about everything. He looked up to see Esther and Mallory coming towards the room. He stood up, raised a hand to bring their attention to him.
"She'll be okay. She's in rough shape, but she's okay. Broken nose, something of a concussion, some bad contusions, but she'll be okay." he led with what he knew they needed to hear, not much paying attention to anything else around them. he failed to nitce coming up behind Esther adn Mallory was Harrison with Jaime in tow. There was a conversation that he didn't need to have right now.
 
Once Mallory arrived, the two friends hugged tightly, both up there with the emotions. Their best friend, one of their Musketeers was in the hospital and for what? They had no idea. Abby was fine just a few hours ago and now this? The hospital seemed like it was turning up into a recurring place. It seemed that way but Abby was just the second after Chad. Not really the new hang out spot but it sure did feel like it since it was all so frequent.

Putting their arms around each other, they walked into the hospital and closer toward Abby’s room but stopped. Esther and Abby’s mom were in the room and from where she stood looking in, they were blocking the view but it was clear her mom was consoling Abby’s.

“Esther.” Mallory nudged her side and her attention was taken away from the room. They both noticed Alex. Well Mallory recognized him more than Esther. Walking over to him, he started to explain about what happened to Abby, assuring them she’d be okay. She had a broken nose, a little bit of a concussion and other stuff.

“What happened?” Esther asked, her eyes wet but more tears didn’t fall. Mallory looked similarly the same but Esther failed to notice how she kept eyeing Alex, not in a ‘come hither’ way but more in an accusatory ‘What did you tell her?’ way.

Footsteps alerted them both and they turned, Esther eyes widening catching the sight of Harrison. Holy shit, she didn’t expect him to come. Then she noticed Jaime. “He said she’s going to be okay. You know Abs, she’s more resilient than most of us put together.” She managed with a weak laugh but it just felt bitter and died in her throat.

Her gaze turned back to Harrison and felt more emotion threaten to bubble up but she pushed it down. “Y-You didn’t have to come. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean for…” But damn, was she really happy to see him! That was the scariest thought ever right now.
 
Harrison smiled at Esther, jabbing a thumb at Jaime.
"Chuckles here needed a ride, and I figured...well, I figured you might want a little bit of support? I've had a bunch of people I know go through this place, so...it's familiar for me." He told her. Seeign how she looked, he just sighed, and stepped in, enfolding her in his arms, giving her a place to lean, something to draw some support from.

Jaime stepped past the two, looking at Alex.
"Who?" Was all he asked.
"Cops have them. Well, have them chained to a bed in worse shape that Abby is. It's already done, they're already as good as buried for this. I...I think you should talk to Abby when she wakes up. It's...not may story to tell." Alex explained, looking away. Jaime galred at him, every instinct screaming that he knew more was at play, but also recognizing something else in Alex. A calm..cool sense of stubborness that wouldn't budghe on this. Some things were worth defending it seemed.
"Thanks for getting her out of there." Jaime said softly, extending a hand. Alex shook his head, but shook his head as well..
"Don't. It...look, it never should have gone like it did, it was a bad situation, adn I...did what I had to do, every step of the way. But don't thank me." He turned to look at Mallory, adn gave a slight shake of his head. Nothing it seemed to indicate.
 
Esther didn’t know Jaime and Harrison were so chummy, but either way she wasn’t going to complain. It was nice to have support. Hospitals had never been a favorite place of hers. People died there. They were sick. A lot of times there was nothing to be done. Plus, she kind of hated doctors. The moment she dropped weight, doctors suddenly became nice to her, stopped calling her borderline diabetic and didn’t ask to do her bloodwork every time she had a check up. Douchebies.

Her eyes well up with unshed tears and she instantly cursed herself for being such a girl. Well, she was one. She cursed herself for being so stupidly emotional. Abby was going to be fine! Moving into his arms, Esther breathed him in and exhaled deeply and with relief. Harrison Trenton smelled so good…Turning in his arms when Jaime addressed Alex, Esther watched the scene unfold. What was Alex not telling them?

Flora stepped out along with Esther’s mom who had her arm around her. Sniffling, Flora saw familiar faces and it touched her heart. “Doctor said she’s going to be fine.” She said softly, a little drawl to her voice that was surprising to those who didn’t know Abby’s mom, considering Abby didn’t have one. She just echoed the same information. “She’s awake and keeps asking for Alex.” She shook her head. “Are you Alex? Are you the boy that helped my baby girl?” She didn’t even wait as she went to him, wrapping her arms around him.

Well this was touching. And a bit awkward...
 
Alex turned when Flora approached him. He opened his mouth to say something to forestall anything else, but then she was hugging him. He tensed up, dramatically uncomfortable with this turn of events. He awkwardly pat her back as a way of returning hte embrace, but there was no way he could be comfortable with all that was happening. He knew ploice wre goign to go over hte office. They were probably going to find something forensically. He was going to have so many question to answer, and few of them would paint him in a good light. He might have saved her, but he could have done something a lot sooner, he'd just taken advantage of the situation...and Abby. It had been what he wanted, sure, but there was no excuse really for what he'd done. Saving her from worse only started to come close to maybe making it anything like 'alright'.
"I...shouldn't keep her waiting. I'll wrap up with her soon, adn then you can all see her." Alex mumbled, extricating himself from Flora, and slipping into the room, closing the door behind him.

He saw Abby. She was laid up in the bed, but her eyes were open, and while she certainly looked like she was on some wonderful drugs, she looked alert enough to be able to deal with people. He approached the bed very carefully, hesitantly. There was a lot of tension in his frame.
"Um...hi. Your, uh...your mom said you were asking for me." He said awkwardly.

Harrison didn't immediately let go of Esther, wanting to keep her close, keep that support going. Then he did some mental comparisons, adn had a very very good diea who it was with Flora. Well. This might get awkward. He loosened his grip on Esther, not stepping away from her, but making it slightly less...intimate a stance for some obvious reasons. he wasn't going in here looking to start a fight, but he knew that there wasn't likely much going for him in hte eyes of her mom. He was here, sure, but he was also in faded jeans, a black t-shirt adn a ragged looking leather coat. he looked every inch the thug that peopel made him out to be, and often with a certain amount of truth to it.
 
“Right, right. You’re a good boy.” Flora said softly, patting his shoulder and letting him go off. She smiled warmly at Mallory who gave her a hug and then turned to Jaime. She knew about him, knew her daughter was absolutely smitten with him and honestly, Flora adored him. He treated her baby girl well, then again Abby never told her about fights. Probably because they weren’t real fights. “She said she had some work to do with you tonight.” Flora told him. “You weren’t with her?”

Her eyes were open and she felt like she could float away on a fluffy cloud. But upon hearing footsteps, her heart rate started to spike, only relaxing when she saw it was just Alex. Tilting her head, her hand lifted up, reaching out for him. “I wanted to thank you.” Her speech isn’t as garbled as it had been when it all happened. She’s definitely clearer but it’s clear she’s high as a kite right now on the pain meds. “I thought for sure you left and weren’t coming back. Please don’t tell Jaime.”
Harrison wasn’t the only one. Esther noticed her mom come out and wanted to just focus on Abby but the moment she saw her, they locked gazes. Oh, if looks could yell a thousand words. Feeling Harrison’s grip on her ease a bit, Esther stepped away and cleared her throat.

“Maybe we should give Flora some space. Mallory, Jaime why don’t you get her to sit down.” She suggested, watching them turn away. Looking back to her daughter and the big tree that walked in, she crossed her arms over her chest. “Well aren’t you going to introduce us, sweetie?”

Oh, she was being all kinds of nice. Calling her sweetie in public. Her mom wasn’t pleased. “I don’t think I have to.” She murmured.

“Excuse my rude daughter.”

“Mom…”
“I’m Imelda Martin, Esther’s mother. And you’re Harrison Trenton. Heard a lot about you.” Holding her hand out and giving her daughter a glance. “And not just from Esther.”

“Mom…” She pleaded.
"Were you the one she gifted the jungle juice to?"
"Oh my god..." Her hands moved to her head and she stepped away like she could just die on the spot.
 
Alex reluctantly took her hand.
"I didn't. He's outside. With your other friends. Abby, I...don't thank me. I should have...should have done more sooner. I shouldn't have let it go down the way it did at all." He managed to say, not meeting her gaze. "What I did to help doesn't make up for what I did, what I let happen. I wasn't strong enough, not to say no, not to walk away when I should have, sure as hell not enough to stop the other two when I should have." He turned his head to one side, really avoiding her gaze. "I'm not going to tell Jaime. But...cops are involved. They're going to go over everything. A lot of what happened is probably going to come to light. I'm...fuck, I'm so sorry Abby."

Harrison steeled himself, put on his best 'dealing with normal adult people that I shouldn't piss off' face, and tookher hand. Firm grip, not crushing, nothing to prove here.
"It's, uh...pleasure to meet you ma'am. I can say with certainty that not everything you've heard is liable to be true. A lot of pretty wild stories out there. And yes, I was the one she gave the juice to. Was...quite a mix to say the least! Haven't had something quite like it before, was very appreciated." He told her, bowing his head slightly in a gesture of thanks and deference. Esther clearly valued her mom, and Harrison wasn't going to be quite the asshole that would make Esther feel worse than she did already for her choices. Even if Harrison would probably agree that her choosing him was a questionable choice to say the least.
 
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