The Instanity that is Innocence in Virtue.

"O-okay..." Ezra sniffled, rubbing at his eyes as he watched his mother.

Dewayne called.
Five rings and...
"H-Hello?" Octobers voice rang through, her labored breathing sounding through, mixed with Alex's loud manly moans and her tiny gasps.

Ezra's stomach dropped. He sobbed softly, covering his ears before running from the room and locking himself in the bathroom instead.

Dewayne stayed on the phone, telling her that he needed his brother to come over, he needed him, him and David were fighting.
Dewayne then made his way to the bathroom.
"B-Baby they stopped...."

"O-okay..." He didn't come out. He was lying in the bathtub full of warm water, his eyes clenched shut. He had considered cutting but quickly tossed the idea aside. He was not one of those freaky people. He wouldn't feel the pain anyway so there was no point.

"Open this door right now Ezra." Dewayne was not a strict parent....
But his voice was firm.

Ezra stood, wrapping a towel around himself and opening the door.
"What?" He sighed.

Dewayne crossed his arms.
"Dont 'what' me child, move." He pushed through into the bathroom.

"Fine. Cover your eyes if you have a problem seeing me naked." He dropped the towel and got back into the tub, wondering if he could drown himself in here.

Dewayne sat beside the tub, gently stroking his baby's hair.
"Ezra baby, you stop your tantrum right now. Alex will be other here in a few minutes. get it together or he wont keep on."
He wouldnt put Ezra through this...

"N-No... I'm sorry..." He shook his head furiously at his mother. "And wh-what?! He's coming over?"

"I had to say something, I said me and Daddy were fighting, I needed him. He was already telling her to get off."

"OH shit. Do not let him in here okay? You pretend you and daddy really were fighting." He sank down lower so the water was at his chin.

"Sweetheart...I-I want you to feel better....If not imma go pick a fight with your father."

"I'll feel worse if I see him right now. I'll just think about... what they were doing so... please don't let him in here just yet okay?"

"Fine....whats a good fight to have with your father?" He whined lightly.
He didnt fight much....
Ever.

"I dunno.. um... damnit I don't wanna make you figth with him." He sighed softly, running his fingers through his wet hair.

"Ill fight if you need time, imma have your daddy, your trying to get Alex so..." he hummed. 'Imma go be upset about like...needing money, nor having any. knowing him he will want to give me money and we cant fight and freak Alex out and he can fear us! Perfect" he giggled.

"No..." Ezra sighed at him. "No... I dunno I think I'm like bipolar!" He whiend. "I don't want you two fighting. Just... GAH!"

"Ill tell him whats going on when Alex leaves, not the you and Alex but the me being weird." He winked. "We will be fine, your daddy cant stay mad at me." He stood and left the room, going to fine his lover in bed.
He threw himself down, pretending to cry softly.

Ezra groaned after him.
David frowned down at his lover.
"Babe? Whats wrong?"

He hoped Alex didnt get here too soon...
"N-Nothing..." He sobbed into his hands.

"Baby c'mon now. Whats the matter?" He pulled Dewayne to his chest.

"I-Im tired and I-I have to quit my j-job at that restaurant and I-I need the money!" He cried pitifully.

"Baby why do you have to quit? And what do you mean you need money?" David had plenty.