Welcome to My Reality Show

"Thank you, baby," Alex stated, patting his full belly. I rolled my eyes.

"You're welcome," I replied, taking the dirty dishes, and the pans. I washed them while Alex cleaned the dinning room table.

"You know what we should do today?"

"No, what?"

"We should go visit your dad!"

"That's a great idea, Lexi." I almost smiled and kissed his cheek. "But you should call him. You know that he'll just invite us over anyway."

"That's very true," he chuckled. "I'll be right back,"

"Okay," I replied and finished the dishes. I washed my hands clean and looked out the window at our backyard. My phone started to vibrate inside of my pocket, and I fished it out.

"Hello?"

"MAC!"

"MICK!" I mocked her. "What's up, buttercup?"

"I'm freaking out right now,"

"And that's because?"

"Well I'm sitting at Angie's right? Right. So I was letting my eye wonder around the room like I usually do, and in walks Jack and Holly!"

"Are you serious?" I questioned.

"YES!" She groaned. "I feel like he's stalking me! The one day I go out, he pick's the one place I go."

"It's not like he meant to, Mickie." I stated. "He's weird like that."

"It hurts, Mac," Mickie stated in more of a whisper. "They're all cuddled up and couply. It's gross. I know how he makes a girl feel, and it's really upsetting me that it isn't me,"

"I don't know what to tell you,"

"You don't have to tell me anything." She groaned. "I'm a fucking coward. Holly's gorgeous compared to me. She's older, and she's funny. I'm just...scrawny Mickie. I'm just a fucking kid."

"Don't talk like that," I instructed,

"I can't help it. It kills me to see them so happy together. I miss that stupid guitar player. Jack may act five most of the time, but I love that about him. I cared for him so deeply, and he just threw it all away for Holly. I know that we broke up not long into our relationship, but we thought it was right. Yeah, whatever. He just wanted in Holly's pants."

"I doubt that's just the case, Mickie. He seems to really like her."

"Jack met Holly the night of the Bamboozle concert we went to. You know the one where we had sex after? Yeah, that one."

"You're fucking kidding me, right?!" I stated, feeling a pair of arms wrap around my waist and his head rest on my right shoulder. I was annoyed with Alex enough as it is, and now he's trying to act all cute when I'm on the phone?

"I wish I was, Mac! I really just want to get out of here, but they're beside the door! How am I supposed to make it out of the door without crying?"

"Crying? Mickie, are you that upset?"

"Yes, nearly." She whispered. "He probably hates me! I don't want to be all awkwared when I leave. What if I trip and fall on my face?!"

"Makayla Greene, stop that right now. What you're going to do it hold your head high, grab the first ultra hottie you see and walk out passed the Skeleton and Bunny. You can do it, I promise."

"Thanks, Mac." She took in a deep breath.

"You're welcome. Bye,"

"Bye," She replied before I hung up.

I sighed and stuffed the phone back down in my pocket.

"What was that about?" Alex asked curiously, placing kissing down my neck.

"Nothing." I replied. "What are you doing?"

"Kissing you," He replied, pressing his lips tenderly to my skin.

"Knock it off," I said almost bitterly.

"But you taste so good," He mumbled, sucking on my neck.

I tried to surpress a moan, but it came out. It wasn't a loud one, but it was enough to encourage Alex.

"Stop..." I whispered. "I feel really weird with the camera's."

"But... Mac." He whinned. "I want you"

"Alex...stop it," I whispered. "Why are you so horny all of the time?" I joked.

"You're not complaining are you? I know that you love the sex just as much as I do,"

I blushed a bright red as he said those words to me. I looked down at my hands, and removed his arms around me. I tried my best to walk away from him. All I wanted to do was lock myself in the bathroom, and washing my face with cold was rag. I wanted to try to at least stop my face from being so flushed. Even if we've been married for a year or so, he still makes me blush. I'm not the most confident person in the entire world. Why would I be confident around Alex? His ex Lisa is a model, and Meg is a singer. I'm just me, an awkward girl from Vegas that doodles 'outfits' in her spare time. I'm nothing special.

Alex didn't want that to happen. He grabbed my wrist, pulling me back before he pushing me agains the wall. Our faces were close together, and my face turned a brighter red. This kid makes me nervous. I hate being that nervous.

"Alex..." I trailed off.

He smirked before pressing his lips to mine desperately. I didn't even try to push him away, it wouldn't work. Instead I embraced it. My hands slowly made their way up his wait, his chest, and around his neck. I felt his lips form a smirk against mine. I would roll my eyes if I could. It was just typical Alex behavior. He hitched my left leg at his waist, giving me the chance to jump. Of course, I did. I wrapped my legs around his waist, and he pulled away from the wall. He carried us toward the bedroom as we made out heavily.

"We're turning off the camera's now!" The camera man yelled through our door.

I chuckled into his lips as they moved quickly against mine.