Love Drunk 2.0: Chapter Ten

***WARNING! THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS NSFW LANGUAGE, PARTIAL NUDITY & SCENES OF A SEXUAL NATURE! READER'S DISCRETION IS ADVISED!***

Last chapter there were some sad moments as well as upsetting! Dexter's pain finally became his undoing while his family could only look on in despair. Cormac took Joshua's advice and went to his parents about Liam who then had a run in with the Maloneys. However Cormac and Rita were no more when he took his frustrations out on her, and after a long talk with brother Rory, finally admitted who he was and reached out to Liam. When news got out about Dexter's second heart attack, Ash and Erin rushed to the hospital but...were they too late to say goodbye?

One Year Later...

"What can I tell you? I've always been the outsider!" Damon lamented, "I never really fitted in, probably because I was more like my dad and my brother and sister were more like my mum!"

"I think you're perfect the way you are!" Damon blushed at that remark.

"Thanks, but I'm far from perfect! And my dad, well, he was so far from perfect he was Pluto!" Damon snorted.

"I don't think anyone is perfect!"

"Yeah? You're pretty close!" Damon smiled wryly and patted her leg.

Damon's female companion smiled back and murmured, "Do you um...wanna go somewhere private?" Damon beamed and hopped off the stool, did he ever! This chick was hot! And she came to him, what guy would turn that down?!

"DAMON GORDON MALONEY! Where have you been???" Lainie demanded as he staggered upstairs grinning like a Cheshire cat.

"Out!" he simply replied.

"LUKE? LUKE! Come and deal with your brother, I haven't got the strength anymore!" Lainie threw her hands up in the air and left her youngest child, just turned 17, alone.

Luke eventually emerged looking tired. "Okay squirt what now?"

"You may call me squirt, after all I squirted good last night...twice hehe!" Luke screwed up his nose and backhanded him across the hall. Violence was not one of his traits, but Damon was pushing everyone with his reckless behaviour of late.

Damon whimpered on the floor with a bloody nose, he put his arm up anticipating another smack that never came. "I...I lied okay? I met a woman at a bar and we went for a walk, we talked that was it!"

"You're drunk!" Luke spat and shook his head in disapproval, "You're repeating everything dad didn't want you to! You should be ashamed!"

Damon had stewed all day, angry with his mother and his brother...angry with anyone but himself! After dinner he sat in solitude and punched the keys of his piano roughly, thinking about how he was going to leave. His mother had no time for him lately, his sister was ignoring him and every time his brother spoke to him it was to discipline him over his behaviour!

He slammed the lid down and muttered "F**k this shit!" and headed outside to the pool. He was told not to but when did he ever do as he was told. He hadn't bothered to clean the blood off his face, he wanted Luke to be reminded of what he did and feel guilty.

He stood by the seat that had been positioned out to sea, he stood for a very long time trying to figure out what he was going to say. How was he going to do this without causing trouble? Too late, he was rumbled. "Is that you Luke?" Damon found his voice, it trembled, but it worked and that was the main thing.

"No dad it's me, Damey!" he could hear his father chuckle slightly.

"Ah!" he mused, "The bad seed!" Damon felt hurt by that remark and was about to leave when Dexter spoke again, "What took you so long?"

"They...they wouldn't let me see you! Said I'd stress you out!" 

Dexter chuckled again, but louder this time, he was finding all of this amusing for some reason. Damon felt his cheeks grow hot with anger and he snapped,
"Why are you laughing? You has-been!" Dexter's laugh grew even louder as he coughed, trying to catch his breath.

"Ohhhh Damey, Damey, Damey!" he shook his head slowly.

"You may be able to f**k with your siblings and your mother, but remember who is responsible for your badness!" Damon was taken aback over his father swearing in front of him, something he rarely did but when it did occur it was during a very serious moment. This didn't seem all that serious, or maybe he was missing something.

"So listen to me you little bastard! If you don't stop upsetting my freckles, heart attack or no heart attack, I'll f**k you up! Understand?"

"Dad..." Damon stammered, he hadn't been this scared in a long time, not even when Luke smacked him a few hours ago.

"Don't dad me, I'm tired of your shit!" Dexter was extremely calm despite the circumstances, "So here's what's gunna happen, you're gunna behave and treat your mother with respect after all she is a lady and you are a little nobody who should have stayed in my balls!"

"Dad..."

"I'M NOT..." Dexter yelled for the first time, then lowered his voice again, "...finished! You will start to knuckle down in school, respect your brother and sister too, but most of all you will GET OFF MY WIFE'S BACK!" Damon's eyes filled up and he wanted to let out a cry but he held his breath. "Now get the f**k outta my space, I'm trying to rest!"

Damon ran into the house with tears blinding his eyes as Dexter called out in a sing-song voice, "You can come out now!"

Lainie appeared from behind the waterfall and frowned, "That was harsh!" Dexter grinned and closed his eyes.

"You think so sexy? I don't!"

"Dexy, don't!" Lainie sat on his lap and put her arms around his neck. "I love you!"

"Yeah well...I wish we could...show each other just how much but..." he pointed to his chest. Lainie buried her head in the crevice of his neck and sighed, tickling him as he giggled.

"You know..." Dexter gazed up at the sky, "...dying twice was the best thing that ever happened to me!" Lainie nuzzled his neck and whimpered.

"Dexy please, I just got you back after all that time in the hospital, don't say such things!" 

"I find it hilarious that you guys kept Damon away from me all this time, like I can't kick his butt!" He planted a soft kiss on her forehead and stroked her hair.

"Well when you finally got home we wanted to keep you calm, and so far it was working! I was going to send him off to your mum's in Moonlight Falls but...she's too sweet, she doesn't deserve such a punishment!" Dexter thought back to his bad boy days, how he'd treated Avril Maloney when she didn't deserve it. History was repeating and he had to make it stop!

As he and Lainie sat together in silence, sharing a lingering kiss, he also thought about the past year and how glad he was to finally be home after going back and forth from the hospital to home. He basically lived there, only being allowed to stay with his family for a few days and then back to his jail cell at El Hospital! That day, he died in Lainie's arms but the paramedics brought him back. Then he died again in the ambulance, talk about nine lives! Dexter was a changed man. He even told Lainie that he understood if she wanted a divorce and he gave her his blessing to be with Rob.

But Evelyn Maloney belonged with her Dexy, forever! She liked Rob Mitchell, but that was as far as it went, that was as far as it always went for over twenty three years! Dexter fidgeted a little and grunted, "I kinda wanna go in now freckles." Lainie stood up and took his hand pulling him out of his favourite seat.

They walked slowly back into the house as Keira appeared in the kitchen. "Daddy! I hope you're taking things easy!"
"Three mothers, that's what I have! Not a daughter and a wife but mothers everywhere! Kee Bee I am being very well looked after by YOUR mother!" Dexter shook his head, irritated but secretly enjoying all the fuss.

He looked his daughter up and down, "What are you doing home? Huh? I thought you and Josh were going to Italy?" Keira had recently graduated with a first class honours degree in fine arts while Josh was in his third year.

"Monday dad!" Keira sighed, she'd told him a hundred times.
"What day is it? Every day feels the same to me!" he laughed at her annoyed expression.
"Saturday!" she shouted irritably, "I can always go back home, I thought it would be nice to see you?"

"Hey, give your old dad a break huh? I'm officially incapacitated! And I'm always happy to see my Kee Bee!" Dexter's familiar chuckle filled the room as Keira stood looking puzzled. "What's up?"

"Damon, he's..."
"A little shit?" Dexter cut in and was scolded by his wife.
"Dexy!" she squeaked and shook her head disapprovingly.
"Well the apple didn't fall far from the tree!" Keira smiled wryly.

"Seriously though, he is troubled!" Keira's smile faded as Dex nodded in agreement with his daughter. Damon certainly was going through something, being the youngest was hard for him and he had tough acts to follow with his brother and sister.

Dexter thought about Keira as a teen, sweet and kind and only occasionally moody. And then Luke, he was a considerate and chivalrous young boy with way too much shyness! Dexter always wished that Luke could see how handsome and talented he was, but he lacked confidence like his mother.

Dexter apologised to Keira for having to leave, he was very tired and needed to rest. Luke joined his parents in the makeshift bedroom they had converted to save Dexter climbing stairs, Dex looked at his son with pride. You're so handsome, so like your father, your blue eyes! Aren't you a fine looking young man? Luke had been told these things all of his life! But it still didn't make him any more self assured.

"So I thought maybe we could try that new Thai place by the beach. They're really good with their labels so dad can pick out something not too salty or fatty!" Dexter stuck out his tongue in disgust.
"I'd rather die than eat cardboard for the rest of my life!" he scowled at his son. Luke helped him onto the bed and sighed.

"Dad, it's not forever! Just until you can get your bypass!" Dexter grunted his distaste as Luke squeezed his eyes shut and screwed his perfect face up in a painful grimace.
"Luke? You okay?" Dexter's distaste changed to concern as Lainie spoke for their son.

"He's been having migraines, bad ones!" Luke felt his face heat up as he scolded his mother.
"Muuuum! It's no big deal! I told you to keep it quiet!!!" Unfazed Lainie continued.
"He's seeing a specialist in a couple of weeks just to rule out any...other...stuff!" Dexter gave her a double raised eyebrow.
"And you're only telling me this now because..." he looked accusingly at her.
"Dad really, it's no big deal!" Luke repeated and left his parents in peace.

Once he was out of earshot, Dexter turned on Lainie. "You should'a told me!" he eyed her angrily.
"I...he didn't want you to know! He's been dealing with Damon too and it's just taking it's toll! Plus he's missing Rosie since they split up last year! What was I supposed to do? It'll be stress Dexy! I'm trying so hard to lighten the load but Luke is the only one who can get through to Damon, he's the only one Damon is afraid of!" Lainie threw herself down on the bed and began to weep.

Dexter pulled her in as they lay wrapped in each other. "Baby! I feel so useless! Gimme something to do!"

"No Dexter!" Lainie ordered sternly. Dex knew not to push so he simply nodded and replied,
"Okay!"

It had been a long winter. Six months had passed, and Damon hadn't seen the woman from the bar since that night a few days after his birthday. He'd avoided his dad and brother and tried to keep his head down at school. He tried to behave, he really did! He occupied his time with the band and with his music, but he was a teenage boy with raging hormones and anger bubbling inside of him. Fallen Angels were doing really well with lots of bookings for festivals and shows around Isla Paradiso not to mention being the main band for the annual school proms. Rory and James had noticed that the once cocky and arrogant Damon had seemed to disappear, replaced with this quiet and subdued young man.

Damon tinkled the keys of his beloved piano when the doorbell rang. He waited for whoever it was to go away, he was alone in the house while his family were out for the afternoon, he had two options; answer or don't answer!

Damon chose to answer, as the woman he'd met at the bar stood smiling at him through the window. He opened the door and joined her in the sunshine. "Hey!" he greeted her with surprise, unable to conceal how pleased he was to see her.
"So you remember me huh?" she winked.
"Of course I do!" he laughed softly, "What are you doing here?" Did she come to see him? How did she know where he lived?

"I used to work here, you were a bit younger then and smaller!" she looked him up and down with a seductive smirk.
"Work here..." Why hadn't he noticed before? She was familiar though, and he was quite drunk that night. "I'm sorry...I..."
"Erica!" she smiled sweetly, "I used to be your dad's assistant? Until he fired me!" Fired her? Ohhh she was THAT Erica?
"Oh!" was all he could reply.
"I...I have a confession to make, I knew who you were when we met at the bar and...well I always liked your father I won't lie, he was warm and kind and funny and you just reminded me of him...but young and...HOT! I was just jogging by and I spotted you on the piano and thought I'd come and say hi!" All Damon could say to that was,
"Do you wanna come inside?"

Damon should have realised something was amiss when Erica asked to see the garage, or when she asked Damon to kiss her, or when she stripped down to her panties and asked him to touch her. He thought it was a little weird, how forward she was, how she rammed her tongue in his mouth and pushed him hard against his father's favourite sports car. Alarm bells should have started to ring when she stripped him to his boxers and asked him to climb onto the roof of said car and "give her a good seeing to" on top of it!

But Damon Gordon Maloney was 17, he was a very hormonal 17, he was a virgin and he had urges. He took after his father in that department and was known to indulge in a little self loving to get him by while he waited for "the one" to pop his cherry. He talked the big man talk but really he hadn't even kissed a girl until moments ago when Erica slobbered all over him. And here he was, looking up at a woman he guessed was in her 20s, naked save for her knickers, her pert bosoms right in his eye line. He'd never seen a pair of woman's breasts in the flesh so to speak, only in the mucky mags Rory shared with him. These were magnificent and he wanted to touch, give one a little squeeze, this was all so fascinating...at first!

She pulled him roughly against her and sat on his groin, he felt a familiar swelling form down there and by the look on her face, so did she! She bounced up and down on his lap and it was very distracting, she gripped a handful of his hair as he held onto her nervously, her right breast dangerously close to his face tempting him to nibble on it. ""He looooves this car!" she mumbled and grinded her hips on top of him, making the swelling in his boxers unbearably painful!

She flung her head back even further and groaned a name, "Dexxxxxxxxterrrrrrr!" as Damon struggled to keep her still, he wanted to kiss her up until that pivotal moment when she cried out his father's name in sheer ecstasy while dry humping HIM!

"Do me right here on THIS car!" she demanded as he tried to push away the hurt he felt over her lingering obvious affections for the elder Maloney. He took her petite breast in his mouth, suckling the nipple as she gasped and said Dexter's name again cutting Damon like a knife! He'd liked her so much that night in the bar, they went back to her place and talked all night, they had a connection...didn't they? Or was this just all about his dad?

Erica wrapped her legs around him and moaned as he peppered tiny kisses all over her shoulders, neck, breasts...anything to block out the mention of his father! Her moans grew louder as his breath quickened and he pushed her backwards onto her backside.

He slipped his index finger under the top rim of her panties preparing to remove them, he was going to do this! He was going to have sex with this woman, where his father was on her mind he would soon make her forget! He was going to nail this chick and show her who the bigger man was...

...what was he thinking??? She was infatuated with his dad and he was what? He was being used! Did he care? She groaned and wriggled in his arms, "Dexter, oh Dexter!" again with that name!!! The throbbing in his boxers had slowly been subsiding the more she called out that name and as she panted in his ear, faint voices in the distance brought a wave of panic crashing down upon him.

"We should have taken him with us Dexy!"
"He's fine on his own! He's 17! He doesn't wanna be out with his old folks does he?" Dexter swung her arms lovingly, her little hands in his own. What a wonderful time they'd had out with Ash, Erin, Luke, James and Liam. Damon refused to go, said he was "studying" and needed some alone time.

"Dexy I'm tired!" Lainie moaned as she followed her husband through the house towards the garage.
"Aw come on freckles, just a nice little drive to blow away the bloated feeling I have in my stomach right now! You were right baby, that ice cream was a bad idea!" he laughed and shook his head, how well she knew him!

Dexter felt the urge to give her a kiss, a rush of excitement washed over him thinking about a nice long drive around the island in his beloved sports car and his beautiful freckles in the passenger seat.

"Now come on! Before it gets dark out-what the f**k!!!"
"Dexy? What is it?" Dexter was struck dumb momentarily as he could see in the corner of his eye two naked bodies on top of his car.

"Dexy?" Lainie caught up with him before he could shoo her away.
"Son of a..." Dexter muttered, feeling a little relieved that the naked bodies were not entirely naked after all but naked enough.
"Dexy!" Lainie shouted.

"DAMON WHAT THE ACTUAL F..." Dexter began as his wife's little gasp of shock stopped him in mid flow.
"Oh my God dad!!!" Damon cried and rubbed his temples as Erica sat back on top of the car, not caring that her breasts were out for all to see.

Dexter only then realised that the young lady Damon was entertaining was not a young lady at all...but Erica! "Damon?" Lainie's voice was high pitched but quiet at the same time, it broke Dexter's heart to hear the pain in her tone.
"Get off of my car right now!" Dexter growled.

"Dad I..."
"NOW!" he shrieked, his voice hit every wall in the garage as Erica sniggered.

"Damon don't let him speak to you like that you're over 16 how dare he!" her smirk made Dexter want to scream and drag her off of the car by her hair! Damon ignored her and obeyed his father, sliding awkwardly off of the car.

Lainie said no more, just turned and left the way she came in. Dexter didn't know what to say, was she mad at him? Or was she heartbroken that her son had possibly lost his virginity to the woman who tried to break up their marriage?

"Dad..." Damon stammered as Erica was decent enough to put on her bra and shorts.
"Go upstairs Damon, get dressed and I'll deal with you in a minute!"
"But dad I..."
"NOW!" Again Dexter's voice reverberated around the garage as Damon remained where he was.

"I didn't do anything dad, I'm still...I'm still a virgin!" he wept as Erica snorted. What a bitch! How could he be so stupid???
"Upstairs Damon I won't tell you again!" Damon scrambled around gathering up his clothes and scurried off as Erica and Dexter remained.

"So daddy, you going to spank me now?" Erica mumbled, running her tongue over her lips seductively as Dexter fought the urge to gag.
"I want you off of my property. Get your clothes and get out!"
"Aww Dexter is that any way to treat a former employee?"

Erica lunged forward and slammed her lips against his, he did gag this time when her tongue stabbed his lips trying to gain access to his firmly closed mouth. His heart began to pound in his ears as he panicked, Lainie had his pills, he had to stay calm or his heart would suffer!

"Don't.Touch.Me!" Dexter shivered, Erica looked wounded as he rejected her for the second time. 
"Dexter I love you!" she cried.
"Oh yeah, that's why you tried to rape my 17 year old son!"
"What? He wasn't complaining..."

"He's a 17 year old boy Erica!!! You're the adult, you totally violated him! You know you did!"
"He's as horny as his father, I did no such thing! He wanted me, more than you ever did!" Dexter laughed bitterly.

"And doesn't that tell you something? Huh? I NEVER WANTED YOU. EVER!!! He's a hormonal teenager desperate to pop his cherry of course he wants you, you have breasts and a vagina!"
"This would never have happened if you'd just..."
"Erica, you made a pass and I refrained from taking you up on it. End of! Or should'a been but no you had to push and push until I had to fire you! Then you pull a stunt like this? You're lucky he's over 16 or I'd have you for statutory rape!"

"Like the little twerp said, there was no penetration. Stupid little freak spunked in his shorts before he even got near! Some day though Dexter Maloney, some day you will finish what he failed to even start!"
"No..."
"Oh yes, I'm not going to give up! Because I think your wife is just about at breaking point right now, she'll blame you for me trying to deflower your precious brat of a son! And then you'll come running to me! It was such a coincidence that the sniveling little runt was drowning his sorrows with a fake ID at the bar I work in! If you were a better parent we'd never have met up!" that smirk returned as Dexter could no longer stand to be in the same room as her.

"Like I said, get your clothes, get off the grounds! Don't come back!"

"Oh I'll be back, as the second Mrs Dexter Maloney! Off you go, relieve yourself, jerk off to the thought of me naked on top of your precious car! You and me Dexter, it's going to happen!"

"Over my f*****g dead body!" he grunted and left her alone.

Dexter avoided a conversation with his son, preferring to see if his wife was okay. But as he was about to head upstairs, Damon was waiting for him in his studio. "Not now Damon!" Dexter's stern tone usually scared Damon, but not this time! He had things he wanted to say!

"Dad I want to explain..." tears stained his handsome face.
"No not now I said!"
"Just f*****g listen to me please!!!"

"I f****d up! I know I did, and I...dad?" Dexter seemed uninterested and this made Damon angry. Finally Dexter spoke,
"So this was you staying home to study? Jesus Damon what were you studying, anatomy???"

Damon's face turned purple with rage and he screamed in his father's face "It's all your fault you know!!! You brought that thing into our lives!" Dexter blinked in surprise.
"Damon..."
"NO! IT'S YOUR FAULT!!! She did this to get to you! She used me, I'm nothing more than a pawn in your sick game!" he cried as the hot tears rolled down his cheeks in frustration!
"Damon, no! There is no game and she will never hurt any of us again! I promise!"
"YOU PROMISE? IT'S TOO F*****G LATE DEXTER!!! TO F*****G LATE!!!" he wept like a child, always the butt of the joke, he thought. He was so full of anger and hate...and he blamed the man who kept him in the shadows, the man he strived to be but was never good enough...his father!

"I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE..." Damon beat his fists pathetically on Dexter's chest, screaming, wailing. Dexter pulled him in and hugged him in a vice-like grip.
"It's...all...your...fault!" Damon sobbed, struggling for breath as he wrapped his arms around his father.
"I know son, I know!"

Damon was now 18, his mother had hardly spoken to him since that night. He'd grown over the summer and was becoming more like a young man than a teenager. He'd never gone near a female after Erica used him to get back at his dad. He stuck to what he knew best, his own hands and Rory's hand-me-down magazines.

Dexter had the pleasure of undergoing a triple heart bypass, and was now recovering well. For once he was doing as he was told, Lainie was grateful to have her husband on the mend.  They were seeing a lot of Keira over the past year since she opened her own gallery, selling her father's artwork as well as her own.

Young Damon was now heading for university himself, to study music along with Rory Hayes and his cousin James. They still were very much dedicated to Fallen Angels but their parents all wanted them to have qualifications behind them.

"What's up man?" James asked his cousin.
"Nothing I..." Damon mumbled, but trailed off.
"Is it moving away from home? Or is it something else? Because we're a team Damo! You, me and Rory! We have each other's backs!"
"I know!" Damon smiled faintly, "It's not that, I've been a complete a$$ haven't I? First with you and Mandy, then with my dad and Luke! I've been a brat kid!" Rory snorted but said nothing to argue the statement.

James couldn't argue either, Damon was a piece of work over the past few years and he wasn't sorry to see him change. "Look, the main thing is you're getting there now, it didn't last! Yeah?"
"Yeah!" Damon agreed, but it didn't make him feel any less guilty. Rory chipped in,
"Hey, university? New start, new us! It'll be a blast!"

University began the next day, a new chapter in Damon's life. As he watched his parents lovingly hold each other by the fire, he knew he was going to miss them. Dexter spotted him hovering in the corner of his eye and called him over, "Damey, come sit...come sit!"

He sat down next to his parents in silence, until his father spoke again. "So, uni huh? Learning, living, lusting after the babes on campus!" Lainie punched him softly and scolded him.
"Dexy!" As Damon laughed nervously, their relationship was still strained after his encounter with Erica.

"Oh no, no babes for me! Head down and learn! I'm remaining innocent and clueless!" Damon shook his head as Dexter snorted and muttered under his breath in amusement,
"Yeah right!" Lainie gave her husband a disapproving look and said,
"Good for you Damon! I'm proud of you!"

Damon almost cried, the first time she'd actually spoken to him without asking him what he wanted for dinner or where his washing was. This was an actual conversation! "Thanks mum!" was all he could find to say, but he really was over the moon! Just in time for him to leave for uni and his mother was speaking to him again!

The day had finally come to start their new educational journey, the boys stood in the driveway of the mansion with their parents waiting for the Hayes family to arrive. Once again Matthew was taking them. Mothers fussed over their sons as fathers stood with pride watching their boys become men and fly the nest.

Damon looked at his father and smiled, no words were exchanged, no words were needed. That look said "I love you!", and at that moment the wounds of the past healed, the present was full of joy and the future looked bright and promising. Damon said goodbye to his father, vowing to make him proud.

What Damon didn't realise was that Dexter was already immensely proud of his youngest son, he was going to miss him but he was looking forward to witnessing his transition from boyhood to manhood. 

The bad seed, after some tender loving care and nurturing...blossomed into the most magnificent sunflower. Yes Dexter was proud, what more could a father ask for?

To Be Continued...

Thank you for reading, a few things will be answered next chapter like Luke's headaches and his relationship with Rosie. The Mitchells will feature heavily next chapter as will Limac (Liam & Cormac) and their struggle to be together. Soon! ;)