The Death Of Me

Breathe… Lexi breathe… Just think about this.

What do I say to Lucas? Does he know? Or am I being paranoid?

Yet, “Baby doll, I know you from somewhere.”

With absolute terror in my eyes, I try to avoid making contact with those soft hazel eyes which I can so easily give into right now to make all of this go away. Then I softly, with trembling lips, find the words as calmly, “From the club, of course.”

He only but shakes his head at me, “No, I know you from somewhere else.”

The instant his words hit the tip of his tongue, my entire world comes crashing into a black abyss. There is a shaking of the edges of my self-control as I am about to lose every inch of me that is keeping that beast in control. I cannot crash now, not here, not now, not in front of Lucas.

Taking Lucas's hand, I slide it up my thigh….

His hand grips tightly onto my waist. My hand is moving up his leg; his body