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63. We Have To Go Home.
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My Badboy Knight 64. She Is More.
‘You'll always have my shoulder when you cryI'll never let go, never say goodbyeYou know’ — Count On Me by Bruno MarsLEOThe drive back home is quiet, the silence only disturbed by the soft hum of my driving car and the occasional murmurs from Frosty as she shifts in the passenger seat. Her head keeps slipping from the headrest towards the window, and I find myself continuously adjusting her head back to the headrest.However, I keep losing the battle whenever her head slips again and again and again, and eventually, I allow her to rest her head against the window glass.Every now and then, her soft murmurs and sighs filter into the silence between us. They are incoherent, just a jumble of sounds and words that I can't decipher, but the pain and vulnerability I hear in them makes my heart squeeze and ache even more than it did back then at the bar. I try to keep my focus on the road ahead, but my eyes can’t stop glancing at her to keep checking for any signs of discomfort. My
My Badboy Knight 65. All That Matters.
LEO Without wasting any more time, I give in to her drunken request. I take her phone and her bag from her hands, and with a grunt, I lift her up and drape her body over my shoulder. She does not kick her legs in the air or fight me, her silent order giving me the permission to take her to her room. Fuck, she is really drunk. I carry her like that until I reach the door of her room. After opening it and getting inside, I close the door behind me and gently carry her to her bed. Reaching the mattress, I carefully lay her down and begin to pull off her shoes. Done, I tuck her feet back into bed before covering her with her bed comforter. I also adjust her pillow underneath her head and then proceed to keep her phone and bag on the bedside drawer near her bed. After doing all that, I release a sigh, feeling like I just accomplished the most important task in the world as I sit beside her, watching her sleep. Her chest rises and falls in a slow but steady rhythm as she sleeps, and e
My Badboy Knight 66. I Am Screaming.
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My Badboy Knight 67. Subdue.
DIANE Shit. Leo knocks again, still not stopping. For a moment, I stay frozen on my bed, my eyes pinned to the door. But my brain is still trying to figure out the details of everything that happened yesterday. I can't really remember much of what happened right after I walked out on my mum and boarded a cab and then— Oh shit. OH FUCKING SHIT! I gasp, my palm flying to my mouth instantly as all the details rush up from the sunken depths of my mind, rising and flaring and flashing through my eyes like a vivid, 3D film like one of those screened in IMAX cinemas. I remember everything. EVERYTHING. Even if the last parts seem to be somehow vague, I still remember everything. I still remember Leo helping me out of the restaurant. I remember him putting me into his car. Bringing me back here. I even remember him carrying me into my room. And I think he made me swallow something too last night. Dear God, what the hell have I done—? His knocks pound again on my door, tearing me out fr
My Badboy Knight 68. Such People Are Rare.
'True friends are like diamonds – bright, beautiful, valuable, and always in style.’ - Nicole RichieDIANEFew minutes later, I am done bathing. I step out of the shower enclosure and wrap a thick towel around my body. Tiny water droplets fall to my shoulders as I walk over to the small white washtub to brush my teeth. Getting there, I pick up my toothbrush and squeeze a little amount of toothpaste on it before I start to cleanse my teeth with it.It does not take long, and I rinse my mouth afterwards. I keep the toothbrush back to where I took it from before turning around to leave the bathroom.Despite everything that has happened to me in such a short period of time, I still feel in control of myself. Of my thoughts and emotions. I have learnt time and time again that no one has the right to make me feel so depressed, unless I give them such a right, which is never going to ever happen again in my life.Also, about my mum's visit yesterday, I am still going to tell Dad a
My Badboy Knight 69. It Is A Long Story.
‘You set the pace to the beat of my heartYou make it so easy — Everything I Ever Wanted by Jordan FisherLEOShit. I shouldn't have said that. I shouldn't have fucking said that!I should have kept my mouth shut, zipped, glued. But I have been feeling guilty about seeing those messages since last night. I am not really the type of person to poke into other people's privacy, but I broke that rule last night. Also, that stuff she said back at the bar, it kept on ringing inside my mind all night.I could not sleep well. I could not. All night, I was pricked with the persistent, thorny urge to know what happened to her. Why she spoke like that with so much pain.I wanted to know what happened, and I still want to know what happened. Also, I do not care if anyone calls me jealous, but I also want to find out the identity of the contact saved with those two heart emojis I saw in her phone last night.Does she have a boyfriend? I really don't think so, but anything is possible and it is
My Badboy Knight 70. On A Power Trip.
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My Badboy Knight 71. She Is Everything To Me.
‘My head gets messy when I try to hide The things I love about you in my mind I don't really know a lot about love But you're in my head, you're in my blood And it feels so good, it hurts so much — About Love by MARINA LEO Her eyes are growing more distant, and I want to tell her that none of this was her fault, that she was just a product of her upbringing. I want to tell her that she is no longer that kind of person now. But she begins speaking again. “I did my time in rehab and went through my healing process every single day. For months. That was where I met your sister Marissa. She was so kind and very supportive of me. Sometimes, I doubted and questioned her generosity towards me, but after a long while, I got used to it. I accepted it. My dad and Tasha were the two most fiercest support systems I had there, and with their help and advice, together with that of your sister and the friends I made there, I was able to get better. My life began to have meaning. Real meaning
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