POVStephanie The amount of times I orgasmed is actually more insane than Julian. It got to the point that my legs were giving out on me and he eventually had to hold me up against the wall in his arms. “Oh my god, Jul, that was incredible!” I say with a huge cheesy smile on my face. “Hell yeah we’re gonna have to do that more often,” he says back to his normal face as he takes his psychopathic attire off. “I wish you didn’t ruin my bathing suit though,” I pout. “Sorry babe, like I said be careful what you wish for, I don’t do anything half-ass,” he says now changing into shorts and a shirt. I roll my eyes as I rummage through my drawers for a new bikini to wear. “Uhh, maybe you shouldn’t wear a bikini,” Julian says as he slips on some shoes. “Why not?” I ask confused. “Well…your skin is a little red…everywhere,” he looks me up and down, and then so do I. “Jesus Christ Julian!” I scold, he’s right I’m red everywhere. “Sorry babe, you know on the other hand…maybe you should
POV XMy blood is running cold as my beautiful girl lays limp in my arms. How did I not fucking know something was up with her?! She seemed a little out of it in the last hour but I tallied it up to just being pregnant. She fell peacefully asleep on my lap about a half hour ago, yes it seems strange to fall asleep in the middle of a loud beach party but like I said..pregnancy. I’m frantic, please don’t be bleeding from where I think you are. “Guys turn away!” I instruct to Julian and a horrified Stephanie. They do as I say and I discreetly lift up her dress to find the source of blood, as I thought, her underwear is soaked red. “Get help!” I grit out with an unfamiliar emotion. “I saw Evelyn here not long ago, I’ll see if I can find her,” Julian says and runs out of the cabana. A crowd has now gathered around watching the scene unfold. “Is she okay?” “Is she breathing? Check her breathing.” “Oh my god.” “I’m calling 911.” I hear various people ask these questions from the
POVXWe arrive at St. Thomas Hospital after what feels like hours of driving. They’ve taken her away from my presence and through the double doors. What frightens me is my loss of control over the situation, I don’t know what’s happening behind those doors and it’s fucking killing me. A nurse or whatever the fuck she is guides me to the waiting area where I sit alone on a stiff, cream-colored chair with walnut exteriors. I don’t know what to do with myself, my heart is hammering through my chest, my mind is running in circles and I can’t seem to sit still. I take my phone out to busy myself. Various text notifications fill my screen. Slim: Hey buddy I heard what happened everything good?Tank: wtf happened?! Dani: X is everything okay? Thinking of you guys Stone: how’s Millie? Julian: we’re on our way I don’t reply to anyone, I want to tell Julian not to come but if I’m being honest with myself, I need him. After a few minutes of mindless scrolling through my phone without a
POVStephanie X has followed Dr. Roberts into a room. We all sit nervously waiting for X to come back out with any sort of information on Millie. “Poor Millie, I hope she’s okay,” Mia says sorrowfully. “Yeah me too, I can’t believe she’s pregnant,” Alina says in disbelief. They speak amongst themselves as I listen but don’t participate in the conversation. The feeling of guilt pangs my consciousness. She texted me, not just once but many times desperate for my reply, for my help. If I had just looked at my phone sooner would we all be gathered in a different scenario? I have failed my best friend when she needed me the most and the repercussions of my actions are me sitting in the waiting room of St. Thomas Hospital as her condition remains unknown. A loud bang, no multiple loud bangs makes us all jump in our seats. There is a call for security over the intercom to the floor we’re currently on. I don’t need to hypothesize on this particular situation, I know it’s for X. We al
POVX I’m a full-blown motherfucking mess. “Fuck!” I scream out in anguish. I pace around with my hands on my hips endlessly until Julian comes out. “Xavier, what happened?” Julian asks in a serious tone, he never calls me by my name. “Fuck, Julian,” I pull at the roots of my hair wishing that this was the only pain I was feeling. “She was drugged man, roofied at a high dose, and she..” I can’t even say the words. I ball my fist, nails engraving in my palms, “She lost the baby.” “Julian she lost the baby and I’m not even in there with her right now to be with her. She knows what happened by now, she fucking knows and no one she loves is with her, she’s all alone in pain,” I explain remorsefully. “Shit, I’m so fucking sorry,” he says with sadness etching his face. “She’s getting a D&C soon to remove everything from her uterus,” I tell him. “Wow man, I just don’t have any words,” Julian shakes his head. “Who the fuck did this Julian? Who would do this to her? I don’t underst
POVXI immediately stand up and away from the woman who has just accused me of such a heinous act. “No, why would you think that?” I somehow manage to form the question. “You’re more than capable,” is all she says in the coldest of ways. “I mean, yeah sure I’m capable but Millie I would never inflict harm on you or the baby,” I say in shaky breaths. She glares my way like I’m the most fucking despicable thing she’s ever laid eyes on. “The same baby you wanted to abort only five days ago? What a perfect plan you managed to come up with,” She says disgusted. Who the fuck is she right now? I don’t understand this. I was sure I would walk in here to see a crying heartbroken woman that I would console, pushing my own pain to the side to be strong for her. Somewhere in the midst, she’s made me to be the villain. Is she just grieving or does she really think I did this to her? “Millie, stop that, yeah I didn’t want a baby but I wouldn’t just do something this heinous just to get my w
POV Stephanie“Julian, I can’t go with you guys right now, I’ve seen Millie shut down before and I need to be with her, I’m the only real family she has, and how to deal with this,” I explain to him. He nods his head, kissing me on the cheek, “I love you, babe, if you need me call and if you need a ride I’ll pick you up okay?” “Okay, I love you Jul, wish me luck,” I say wrapping my arms around him before he leaves. Today has gone from amazing to downright atrocious in so little time. I’m not sure what happened between Millie and X but if I know my best friend she spewed her venom all over him. Millie has a tendency to shut down who she is at times, losing herself altogether honestly. Something sinister arises as a defense mechanism for her pain. She means no harm and she always makes it right again but when she’s in this state of mind she can be pretty vile to the people she cares for most, pushing them far far away. I don’t know the exact reason but I think she subconsciously pus
POVXThe silence in the car is as dark as the night sky. Not a single word has been spoken by Julian or me. He knows better at this point to not push me when I’m in this state of mind. I watch the city lights from out the window as I fight the urge to burn the whole damn city down to mere ashes. “I want you to get Mia to collect all the names of the bartenders and waitresses that worked tonight,” I state cooly. He glances my way and then back to the road, “Consider it done.” I may have vile feelings toward Millie at the moment but it doesn’t change the fact that somebody will pay for this. …Sleepless night. I paced around the penthouse endlessly until I couldn’t stand a second longer. Questions filled my mind to insanity. Was this on purpose? Was it an accident? Was it meant for her? Was it meant for someone else? Who was behind this? A waitress? A partygoer? A rival? These things need to be taken seriously. If it was a rival I need to be on guard, sleeping with one eye
POV Millie 6 months later “Ow!” I screech out. “Well if you’d just hold still!” X says looking up at me. “Are you sure you’ve tattooed someone before and I’m not the first?” I ask starting to regret my decision. He keeps his gaze on me and shakes his head in disbelief, “I’ve done this before baby, I’ve tattooed Julian plenty of times.”“Seriously? Julian? That’s not making me feel any better,” I say shaking my head back at him. He laughs, “I’m hurt you don’t trust me.” “Oh, whatever,” I roll my eyes at him and he gets back to work on my arm. The past six months have been quite life-changing but also in a good way. Julian proposed to Steph last month. I swear I question his mindset sometimes. He pulled another psychopath role-play scenario scaring her to death. “Marry me or I’ll kill you” I mean c’mon Julian…she’s been traumatized after walking in on me drenched in blood that day. My mind goes back to that day. It was a beautiful disaster. Stone worked overtime cleaning the
POVMillie & X XAs soon as the words fall from Stephanie’s mouth that Millie is in trouble I book it out of the door. I practically fly down the stairs, holding onto the railing for support but jumping four stairs at a time. Time is of the essence, every second that passes is a second closer to Millie’s death. I don’t know Dani’s motive here but I can only assume the worst. I’m finally on the third level of the house, sprinting through the hall. I hear Stephanie and Julian behind me, gasping for air as they try to keep up for Millie’s sake. A thunderous bang fills my ears and my heart plummets immediately. A gunshot. I want to fall to my fucking knees and die. “No!” Stephanie cries out but continues running behind. “309! It’s 309!” Stephanie sobs breathlessly. 312, 311, 310, 309! I instantaneously slide my master keycard in the door. “Fuck, hurry up!” I scream out kicking the door. Fucks sake an eternity later the green light appears. I hastily open the door barging thro
POVMillie I tell Steph I need some pain relievers for an oncoming headache but really, my nervousness has gotten the better of me. In the past two weeks, X has been a madman in his office for more hours than not. I’m not entirely sure what is going on or if it’s just investigating the incident from two weeks prior. Sure, I told him I thought it was Dani that one day but I chose not to press the issue after, for now at least. I roam the hall for a few minutes, something in my gut is feeling…off? I feel the presence of someone behind me, I go to turn around but I’m pushed against the wall, hard. “Don’t. say. A. Word” a husky voice from behind me demands. Fear strikes me within. Could this be X role-playing the way Julian and Steph did? Something tells me no though. I know X’s touch, his scent, his body and this is not it, it’s not him. The fear creeps over every inch of my body and into terror. I’m forced to move my legs to a black door and I’m slammed against it facing forward
POVX“Ah, what the fuck man,” Julian complains as I hit yet another solid ball into the pocket. I smirk his way taking all the glory as I’m currently kicking his ass in pool. “Gimme the lighter,” I say with my hand open towards his way. He hands me the red Bic lighter. I spark it up and light up my joint, take a hard hit, and hand the joint to Julian. “Good shit,” I say and then blow the smoke out in his face. “Fuck you, bro,” he says as it goes straight into his eyes. Oops. “Shoot your shot already,” I badger him.I sit on the crocodile brown leather bar stool and lean forward to watch him miss the shot. “Calm your tits,” he says concentrating on the yellow-striped ball. “Fuck yeah!” He yells out, dammit he got it. My phone vibrates in my pocket and I lean myself backward to reach inside the pocket of my black jeans to retrieve it. My spine stiffen from the text from an unknown number. +34 85601-1337You fucked up X. Now you’re going to pay. Blood will be shed Who the
POV Stephanie I bring my computer to life, type in my password, and open up the browser to search for morning flights. “Do you think everything is okay?” Millie asks me laced with suspicion. “Yeah mills, don’t worry this isn’t unusual,” I remark calmly. “Okay,” she balls her hands into a fist on her lap. She notably looks uncomfortable as I go to work and it’s distracting me. “I think I’m getting a bit of a headache, do you mind if I grab some ibuprofen from your room?” She asks rubbing her head. “Oh yeah for sure,” I say handing her my keycard and she gets up stepping out of the office. Okay, now I can actually concentrate. I click on various flights, Julian didn’t say anything about a return flight so I choose a one-way ticket until advised otherwise. I book them their usual hotel rooms for three nights, once again, I can adjust it at any time. I text Julian that they have a flight booked for 9:30 tomorrow morning. I close my computer down, turn off my office light, and
POV Millie It’s been an extremely interesting last couple of days. I sit on X’s lap wrapped in a light blanket on the balcony while we watch Julian and Slim risk their lives lighting off fireworks, the real Fourth of July. Although I hold my breath every time they bring a flame to the firecracker, the beauty of the lights over the ocean almost makes it worth one of them losing an arm. I snuggle into X’s hard warm body, wishing to be cocooned into him forever. I’m a lot more at peace now, X sat me down and explained his talk with Dani which I appreciate him doing. She’s still on my shit list though and I promise she’ll pay. …It’s Friday evening and It’s been two weeks since the Fourth of July. I’m physically and mentally in a better place but I of course still have my moments. X and I have been in a much better place as well since our brawl that one night. “Oh my gosh, you guys! We need to discuss chapter 23!” Mia says fanning her face. Oh yeah, somehow in the past two week
POVXI pull Dani outside of the door and close it behind me. I run my fingers through my hair in frustration towards Millie. I don’t know what that shit was but this is obviously not working out right now. “Dani, look,” I start off as she looks up at me expectantly. “Millie is not okay right now and I apologize,” I say trying to be nice. “Look, X, it’s fine. She’s hurting right now and she needs someone to blame, it’s okay, I understand it and I’m not taking it personally,” she says being mature about the whole situation. “Thank you, but like I said, she’s not okay. Something about you is triggering her. She may be out of line right now but she is my main priority. I’m not firing you but I need you to stay away from me. As for work goes, I need you to go to Julian for everything. As for a friend, I like you as a person I really do but I need you to not text me anymore or come here unannounced or at all for that matter. Millie is my main focus and I need to respect her feelings,
POVMillie I’m awoken by a knock at X’s door. X is still sleeping, miles away from me may I add. He was incredibly sweet to take care of me, holding me in the shower, dressing me, and sleeping next to me when I knew he didn’t really want to do any of it but he still did. For me. “X” I gently shake him awake. “What?” He grumbles out. “Someone is at the door,” I say. “Ugh!” He grunts, “stay here I’ll be right back.”He yawns and sleepily sits on the edge of the bed running his fingers through his hair and walks out of the bedroom. I rub my eyes and grab my phone from the nightstand, five o’clock?! My god that’s the longest I’ve slept in days, I really needed that. I have a text from Steph How are you feeling? Let me know if I can bring anything up for you. Do you need a spicy novel? Also, how’d the conversation with X go? That was two hours ago. Hey! Sorry I fell asleep. I’m feeling fine. We haven’t talked yet because we fell asleep. I might need some new yoga pants in a bit
POVXI’m on my tenth set of pull-ups, sweat glistening my entire body. My hair is drenched and pissing me off as it falls to my eyebrows, constantly needing to be pushed back. I’m trying to channel my rage without alcohol and working out is the only way I know how. I’ve been in my gym for two hours now, Julian joined for forty five minutes and then dipped like a weakling. I’m on my sixth rep when my phone vibrates and lights up with a notification. I finish my pull-ups, wipe myself off with a towel, gulp down some water and check my phone. Millie. I can’t do this right now. I do fifty push ups before I decide to text Millie back so I don’t lose my shit on her. She wants to talk tomorrow, I just don’t think I have it in me to face her yet. I don’t respond to her requests because it’s something I need to sleep on. We’ll see how I feel about it later. I do a few sets of Russian twists before I decide to end my workout for the night. I leave the gym dripping sweating, patting mys