That night had been less then successful and although she knew it wasn't her fault, she felt like she couldn't help him and it made her feel like shit. However, sleeping next to him that night had been incredible. Lydia was usually the one filling her bed next to her and every once in a while it was her best friend Delaney. She'd slept better then she'd slept in years. He woke her with a soft kiss the next morning and she didn't want to wake up. Usually she was the first awake tending to Lydia, because being a single mom was always bus work. When he was cuddling with her though it made her want to lay there with him forever.
He stood up and rummaged through his drawers like he used to and she missed being half asleep and hearing that noise it made her smile to have him back. "You left my stuff here?" he said as he started to change and Bristol sat up wondering why he thought she wouldn't keep his stuff. Her eyes roamed the scars on his body as she yawned and she sighed, knowing there was stuff he'd gone through that he'd never tell her. [b]"Come on, lazy."[/b he chuckled before kissing her once more and she stretched before getting up.
She quickly showered knowing she would have to drive Daisy to school, before she changed in to her outfit and braided her hair up into a messy bun. Finally she did her make-up and she was so used to being quick that even with the little amount of time she had she still looked beautiful.
She made her way down stairs to where everyone else was. Lydia was on Ian's shoulders as Ian complimented her Daisy, however Daisy still seemed like at any moment Bristol was going to betray her and it was frustrating. Daisy disappeared to the car before Bristol could make sure she had breakfast. Bri grabbed Lydia off Ian's shoulders.
"Alright boo, time to eat." she said with a soft smile like Ian wasn't there, because she was so used to doing everything herself, that it didn't even occur to her to ask her husband for help. he poured her a bowl of cereal and set it in front of her with a glass of orange juice. "Your going to stay with daddy while I go drop auntie off at school." she said walking around and kissing Lydia on the cheek. "Uncle will be here in a bit to get you for dance okay?" Lydia nodded happily putting a spoon full of cereal in her mouth. Bristol glanced back up to Ian. "Will you be okay babe?" she asked nervous o leave Lydia alone with his, not because she didn't trust him, but because it would be his first time ever alone with their daughter.
Justin hadn't gone straight home last night, him and Tiffany had drove out to the lake and laid in the back of his truck, making had quickly turned into sex. The two of them hadn't gotten home until four in the morning, despite the fact it was the first day of their senior years. Justin had gotten about an hour of sleep before his dad was banging on his door ordering him to get up. It was the same thing every morning and no matter how exhausted he was he had to pull himself out of bed. He dressed in his work out cloths. In the kitchen his mom was waiting with his protein shake it was no use fighting his father. He downed it quickly before he was out the door and jogging a mile.
When he got back home he showered and changed into his clothes complete with his letterman's jacket. He avoid his father as much as humanly possible. His sister followed him out to his truck and climbed into the passenger side his car. His engine roared to life and country music blasted from his speakers.
He dropped his sister off at the middle school before he finally got to school and parked his truck in the senior parking lot. Half the football team waiting for him and he smirked, turning on the jerk football player as he hopped down from his truck. Before he managed to greet his friends though he was cut off by Tiffany pressing her lips to his, particularly happy due to the night they'd spent together.
He was ready to be back at school it kept him bust and away from his dad for the most part. Tiffany pulled away talking with her girlfriends and he was carrying on meaningless conversation with his friends before he glanced up to see Bristol's car pull into the parking lot with that familiar blonde he'd met last night and he smirked, she was beautiful and she was everything Tiffany wasn't. He hated that he was stuck with Tiffany.