Stretching her arms up above her head Stephanie yawned as she slowly opened her eyes to see the daylight sunshine outside the bedroom window. Sitting up, Stephanie slowly climbed out of bed and headed for the soft pink bathrobe, with a note on top of it, that was lying on a small straight-back chair. Picking up the note Stephanie read aloud,
“Baby girl, here is a nice robe to keep your sexy, naked body warm until we decide to celebrate your birthday again. But anyway, if your hungry just come on down and I’ll have something for you to eat. Love Always, your Kevy-Kev.”
Dropping the note to the side, Stephanie picked up the Victoria Secret robe and pulled it over her naked form. “How sweet of him.” She smiled stiffing a yawn as she headed for the stairs. Reaching the bottom step, Stephanie’s nose was hit with the warm smell of freshly cooked breakfast. Walking into the kitchen Stephanie saw Kevin cooking something on the small stove in the makeshift kitchen. Sensing her presence Kevin turned and smiled at his girlfriend.
“Good morning sweetie, sleep well?” He asked as he turned back to his cooking on the stove.
“Very much, thank you.” Stephanie grinned. “I hope the rest of my birthdays are like this.”
“I have a good idea that they will be.” Kevin smirked as Stephanie came to his side and wrapped her arms around his waist.
“That’s good.” Stephanie yawned kissing his bare chest.
-Later-
“Oh damn!” Theresa cursed as she opened her bedroom door then walking back to her stereo system and putting in a couple of her favorite CD’s, ranging from Ludacris to JaRule to Nelly to Brittany Spears.
“What’s wrong with you?” Lisa asked from Theresa’s doorway watching Theresa put it on number 4 of her Ludacris disc, then cranking it up.
“This damn tattoo hurts like a mother.” Theresa complained slipping a white cut off tank over her satin bra.
“Well I’d guess it’d hurt too.” Lisa laughed leaving Theresa’s room with Theresa behind. As if it was immediate, but as soon as they started rapping it was as if Theresa had forgotten about the pain in her lower back and started to rap along with the CD.
“I wanna l-l-lick you from your head to your toes. And I wanna move from the bed down to, down to-to the floor and I wanna ah, ah you make it so good I don’t wanna leave, but I gotta l-l-know what’s your fantasy.” Theresa rapped dancing around the kitchen picking up her and Lisa’s breakfast dishes and placing the sink.
“I swear Theresa, you seem awfully horny for a damn virgin.” Lisa joked as she stuck the dirty dishes into the dishwasher.
“I do not, I just love this song.” Theresa winked leaning against the sink looking down at her stomach. Running her hand across the peeking scars across her stomach Theresa sighed and looked up and Lisa whom was staring at her.
“How long has it been since you’ve cut yourself?” She asked quietly looking away and putting some glasses into the dishwasher.
“I don’t think I have since Lexington.” Theresa stated truthfully. “I’ve been so happy with my life right now.” She smiled at Lisa, but then her smile faded quickly. “A.J seen them, you know the scars. He asked me about it last night after Kevin, Stephanie and everyone else left.”
“What did you tell him?” Lisa questioned quickly.
-Flashback-
Lounging together on Theresa’s bed, A.J leaned over and kissed her lips sweetly then smiled, “Theresa, I wanna ask you something.”
“Ok. Ask me.” Theresa grinned one of her hands resting on her stomach, and the other rubbing the back of his neck.
“Yesterday at the tattoo parlor. I seen something on your stomach…” A.J trailed off moving from next to Theresa, to the foot of her bed.
‘Shit!’ Theresa thought, then automatically knew she had to tell him everything. ”A.J…” Theresa trailed off climbing next to him. “I have a problem, a huge problem that I’ll pretty soon be seeing a counselor for.”
Turning to look at her, A.J took Theresa’s hand and held in his. “Baby, please tell me.”
“I’m a cutter.” She whispered looking down at their joined hands.
“A cutter?” He asked again almost in shock. “But why would you cut yourself? You seem so happy.”
“I am happy! Now. But whenever I get mad, or I just want to cry…I cut myself for relief.” Theresa replied her eyes watering.
“I mean…I never thought you’d do something like that. I mean yeah, I seen you cut yourself that one time, but I had forgotten about it and I just pushed it to the back of my mind.” A.J stated.
“Well…I do.”
“How long have you been doing it?” A.J questioned.
“Since high school.” Theresa answered simply.
“That’s a long while. But I’ve never seen any scars, ‘cept for those on your stomach.”
“They’ve been surgically removed. Every since I’ve been in this group with my best friends, Donna had paid for me to get them removed and she’s even paid for the counselor to see me.” Theresa smiled happily. “If it weren’t for Donna, and all my friends support, including Justin…”
“Justin Timberlake?” A.J cut in.
“Yeah.” Theresa nodded. “But if it wasn’t for them, I’d probably still be cutting my self 24/7 or in a hospital dying.”
“Well I’m glad that they’ve helped you. And I wanna help you too baby. I don’t think I could stand seeing you go through all of that.” A.J comforted wrapping an arm around her and pulling her close for a hug.
-End of flashback-
“So he didn’t get all disgusted?” Lisa smiled happy for her friend.
“Nope not at all. He’s supporting for me to get better.” Theresa sighed walking into the living room and straightening it up a bit.
“Well that’s really great of him.” Lisa smiled fluffing up the lounging pillows.
“Yeah it is. And you know what Lease?”
“Huh?”
“I’m really glad I fell in love with him.” Theresa smiled with a sigh.
-With Kevin and Stephanie-
“Breakfast was really good.” Stephanie smiled as her and Kevin headed back up to the loft bedroom.
“Yeah it was.” Kevin nodded walking up behind her and draping his arms around Stephanie’s stomach and nuzzling her neck.
“Mmm…baby?”
“Yeah.” Kevin mumbled lightly kissing Stephanie’s neck.
“Let’s go back to bed.” Stephanie yawned slowly.
“Fine with me. You wore me out last night.” Kevin joked as the couple headed for the messy bed.
“Oh as did you.” Stephanie laughed hopping on the bed then climbing under the covers.
“What time shall we go home?” Kevin asked climbing in next to Stephanie then pulling her close.
“Never.” Stephanie said stifling a yawn as she closed her eyes taking in Kevin’s sent.
“Sounds good to me.” Kevin chuckled.
-Meanwhile-
Lying next to each other on Lisa’s bed, Theresa sighed as she looked around the room. The room was simple, yet unique. In one corner there stood a curvy-shaped dresser that held candles and picture frames. Next to her queen-sized bed, which was against the wall, was a bright green chair stuffed with pillows and stuffed animals. And on the other side of her room was where her TV, VCR, and make-up stand was.
“Lease?” Theresa asked looking up t the Christmas lights that were strung all across her ceiling.
“Yeah?” Lisa answered nodding her head to the beat of the music that was playing through her speakers of her stereo system.
“Do you think me and A.J’s relationship is bad thing for our group?” She questioned turning to look at her friend.
“WHAT! No. Theresa, why would you think that?” Lisa asked in shock.
“Because you know since its in the public, everyone’s gonna want us on the cover of magazines and on TV shows. But they’ll only want A.J and me not us. You know me, you and Steph.” Theresa replied worriedly.
“Oh Theresa, that’s not gonna happen. This is actually good publicity because I mean ‘your dating a Backstreet Boy’.” Lisa giggled looking at Theresa who started to laugh a bit.
“Yeah, I guess your right…” Theresa trailed off.
“But…” Lisa mocked knocking that there was going to be a ‘but’ next.
“But, I know for a fact the publics gonna poke and make fun of us.”
“Why?” Lisa asked climbing from the bed and heading for her stereo.
“Because, it’s me, Little Miss Theresa ‘wait-for-marriage’ Bischoff. And I’m dating A.J ‘the rebel’ Mclean. You get what I’m saying?” Theresa wined.
“I kind of understand Trease, but jeez girl, don’t worry about it. All that matters is that you two love each other.” Lisa smiled trading CD’s to play.
“Yeah.”
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