Kendall “You need to get some fresh air. You can’t just stay in your room like a house rat.” I said, trying to persuade Lance to go outside. “I’m fine. I don’t need to go outside. My room is comfortable, and enough fresh air is passing through, so please leave.” He said stubbornly. “You can’t just stay in your room without coming out.” “Actually I can and I will. You’re not my mother Kendall. Not even my mother can tell me what to do. As you can see, it has been almost a month since I nearly died and she hasn’t even called” He clenched his jaw and lowered his head. “Just leave Kendall. Please. Just leave” “No. You’re going outside. Even if I have to fight you” He chuckled and looked up at me. “You think you can fight me?” I nod my head confidently. “You seem to forget you can’t walk” his facial expression became serious. I let out a laugh. “You think it’s funny? “Yup! Very funny. You look so helpless …. Well, you are helpless” “It’s not good to make fun of people’s situation Ke
Few Week Later Lance I jumped out of my sleep. My body was drenched in sweat, and I was shaking like a leaf. I wiped my face with my hand, and took a deep breath. These nightmares are killing me. Every night I close my eyes I see that man standing over me with the gun in his hands, then he pulls the trigger, and when I wake up, I feel like I’m still waiting to wake up from another nightmare. I can’t get it out of my head. I need a drink. That would help, but Kendall refuses to give me my vodka, or at least whiskey. Something to get my mind off all this. She claims medications and alcohol doesn’t go well together, but I doubt she knows what she’s talking about. There’s no use even arguing with her, she’s the most stubborn person, other than myself, that I’ve ever met. Although I don’t admit it to her, I’m more than grateful that she took the time out to help me despite everything I have done. I can’t bring myself to thank her to her face. I want to, but it’s so hard. How do I tell he
Unknown I paced the room with my fist tightly clenched. I’m losing my mind! Kendall is causing me to lose my mind! Why does she have to be so damn sexy, and I can’t even get her! I should just kidnap her and hold her hostage. She knows well that I love her, more than Lance ever will. Yet she fails to see that. How can she be so blind when everything is right in front of her. Lance doesn’t deserve such a good woman. I would have treated her like a Queen. Make her happy always. I stopped and looked at the monitor screen. There she was massaging his shoulder like he’s a King. She should be doing that to me. Her hands should be all over my body. Her tongue over my abs. Her breast in my mouth, running her pussy on the back of my tongue. I bite my lips. I love her. I love her so much. I could feel my dick getting hard. The things I would do to that ass. I have to get her. Lance Only God knows how many times I opened my mouth to insult Kendall, but then I remembered I was supposed to be n
Lance The truth doesn't cost you anything, but the lie costs you everything! That's what they say, but in my case, both can cost me everything. Both will destroy my life, so whoever made that statement, didn't think twice. Lies kill relationships, but the truth will kill mine too. Maybe I'm making a stupid decision, of course I'm making a stupid decision, like I always do ,, but sometimes stupid decisions saves live-I think. I feel like a selfish brat, but I am afraid of the consequences of opening my big mouth. Sometimes it's better to remain silent, even if it's eating you up inside. Who knows how he would react if I tell him, yo, your mom set everything up. You didn't kill that guy or fucked that girl. It was all your crazy mom's doing. What proof do I have? None! I would look like a pathetic liar, trying to get between a mother and son. I have to keep this to myself, until he trusts me more. If he trusts me more. For now, my lips are sealed. I wined down the window to embrace the
LanceMy heart was racing.My shoulders were tense.I inhaled, then exhaled. Inhaled again, then exhaled.I adjusted my tie, then dug my hands in my pocket. I am finally able to step outside without Kendall pushing me around in a wheelchair. I could go for a run, workout, have sex, and be free. Lance Kyle Russo is back and ready to take on the world! But I'm afraid. What if they try to target me again? Still, there was nothing on the person that tried to kill me. I haven't even heard back from the detectives, and I refused to call him. Maybe they are right when they say it might be someone close to me. But who? All I have is continuous nightmares. I must watch my back now more than ever. "Be strong Lance. Everything is going to be just fine" I coax myself.There was a soft knock on the door. I knew immediately that it was Kendall."Come in," I say in a cheery tone. I plastered a fake smile on my face. Trying to be nice to her is way harder than I thought. My lips are tempted to hurt he
KendallI winced as I cut my hand against the sharp edge of the knife. Blood oozed out. I cursed under my breath and placed my finger under the running tap. My thoughts were far off. I had dinner with Lance, and I honestly have no idea how it was about to go down. We've been out together in public less than ten times ... and it wasn't for dinner. He always told me exactly what to wear to make him look good. But not today. I've been on very few dates before. Four to be exact ... and I easily picked whether I should wear a cute dress, pants, skirt ... but now I wasn't sure. I'm hell-bent on making him look good. I don't want to show up in a dress that is too short, or tall, too tight, or too loose. I wanted it to be perfect. We might just be at the stage of having a great relationship, and I don't want to mess that up. I need everything to be perfect. Maybe I should just wear a nice pants suit. I laughed to myself.After he begins to trust me, I will ask him for a job, so I can begin mak
LanceIt was a long drive. Very long, and exhausting, and Kendall just wouldn't keep her mouth shut. It was like it was on a racetrack running a 1000-meter race. My ears begged me to shut her up, but I decided to be nice to her, so I said nothing. I just made her run her mouth continuously.''They are just so perfect Lance. They are strongly built with a sexy walk. That walk beats out every super model. Female that is.""If that's what you think, I guess I can't argue with that ... with you, but I'm never one to watch the way horses walk. It's not my thing. Maybe that's yours." She showed me the finger and kept talking."When I was younger, my favorite book was Chestnut hill! Well, not my favorite of all time, that was definitely Nancy Drew.""Fuck Nancy Drew!" I didn't notice that I said that out loud until she slapped my arm and frowned."Nancy Drew will forever be the best mystery book, hands down. It is iconic""Hmmm ... okay crazy lady. But I just think Hardy boys are much better.
KendallI laughed to myself as I watched Lance glance at his wristwatch every fifteen minutes and roll his eyes. Shopping with him for clothes was way more fun than I thought it would be. He wasn't fun of course but staying long to annoy him was. He wasn't going to let me shop alone because he believed I would get lost or something bad would happen like I am a two-year-old. I just think he thinks I would run off with his black card, and Audi R8. Like I am that stupid. If I wanted to rob him, I would not steal things that can be tracked easily.Moreover, I would just kill him. I have watched how to get away with murder many times.I swirled around in the green skater dress and yellow heels."You like It?" I asked. He scoffed. "It makes you look like one of them bitches that climbs a pole.Rude motherfu-"And what's wrong with that? What's wrong with strippers?" I crossed my arms and put one leg forward."Nothing." He shook his head then looked away. "I like them a little."Of course, yo