LACY
I mentally cursed Malik for having such an open plan in his cabin. There were no doors that I could shut in Lucifer's face to be left alone. I left him in the kitchen and like expected, he followed me.
How would I explain my predicament to him? I hardly knew him but a part of me knew that he would react badly to the news. He seemed to be a closed-off person and I brought him out of his shell by an inch just to kick him back in.
I had a high fever, bad cough, aching throat, and a sore nose from all the sneezing but the migraine that enveloped me from all these thoughts outweighed all my ailments. I didn't want to hurt him but at the same time, I didn't want him to hate me. My honesty would repel him from me. This was the main reason why many people weren't honest in this world.
I felt his fingers coil around my arm causing me to snap my head back almost giving me whiplash. The look of confusion in his bottle-green eyes pained me. Those o
LACYShould I or should I not go after him?Heading out in a state of blazing rage wouldn't be good for him nor Rose. A part of me knew that he wouldn't take out his anger on Rose. I also knew that Rose could possibly be the only person who could calm him down so I decided to let him go.I stood there and evaluated the woman that managed to send Lucifer off on a one-man rampage. There was one thing that I took notice of and that was her manly style of dressing. Her haphazard dressing made her look as if she crawled out of some dingy alleyway or possibly worse.Her arm had a tattoo along the length of it. The tattoo looked to be a set of four aces, ace of hearts, clubs, diamonds, and most importantly, spades. It didn't look professionally done and the tattoo seemed to be fading away.How was Malik related to such a woman? Yes, I agree tha
LACY"For the love of all things Holy, why could I not be a boy?" I cried out, curling up into a ball under the covers. Both my stomach and lower back seemed to be having a competition in which one could inflict the most amount of pain.Last night I planned on staying the night with Lucifer but an unexpected visitor brought about a change of plans. I begged Lucifer to let me go which he eventually did after an hour of crying in pain. I felt bad because he didn't know what to do. He tried to make me comfortable but failed."Hey there, could you possibly not kill my girlfriend!"Lucifer's words from last night rang in my head. I remember the way he bent down to meet the level of my womb as he picked my shirt up and whispered those words. He then placed a gentle kiss on my soft skin causing me to blush uncontrollably. Just thinking of it now made me blush.If I weren
DYLAN"I can't believe I'm doing this," I muttered under my breath to my reflection in the mirror, placing the stupid graduation cap on my head. I didn't even know which way the string to the damn thing went which annoyed me further.What was the point in wearing the stupid gown and cap anyway? Could they not just let me wear whatever the hell I wanted to wear. Ridiculous rules and customs!I didn't even plan on attending this damn thing. I was perfectly fine with just getting my documents mailed to me but Baby B wanted to see me up on stage and who was I to refuse her. She made it pretty hard to say no when she decided to put her puppy dog eyes to good use. Because of Baby B, Malik would also be attending my graduation and much to my dismay, my mother would be somewhere in the crowd as well.But the person I wanted to attend couldn't make it today. I really wanted Lacy to
LACYI sat in my massive bedroom, staring out the window. I never thought I would return to the humongous mansion I once called home but here I was, sitting in the room that was known for many years as my bedroom, staring out the window, watching as the rain plummeted onto the cold, hard ground.I never liked the rain but at this very moment in time, there was something strangely beautiful about it. If you observed the droplets long enough you would notice how they seemed to dance around each other as soon as they splattered to the ground.It had been exactly a week since I last spoke to Lucifer. It was almost as if he dropped off the face of the Earth. I received no calls or texts from him and I didn't send any to him because I was a coward. After my near desperate confession, I couldn't find the courage to face him. I didn't want to hear the words of rejection fall from his lips.It brok
LACYMy world instantly froze. I stood there with the expression of shock cemented on my face. I couldn't believe what I just heard but then again considering who said it I shouldn't have been so astonished. At the end of the day, I already knew the entire sham of a marriage was just some business deal but I didn't realize to what extent the deal carried forth.I could feel my blood running cold and I knew my tanned skin now probably resembled a ghost, with its pale white color, rather than a human being. I felt calm but at the same time furious. It didn't take a genius to figure out why I was furious but I was also calm because I needed to hear a full explanation and not blow a gasket just by hearing one sentence.I inhaled deeply, closed my eyes, and counted to ten in my head as I slowly let out a steady breath, allowing my eyes to flutter open once again. What was I expecting anyway? For him to tell me
LACYMy head ached. My body ached. My limbs ached. But most of all my heart ached. I didn't think my heart could ache anymore after I felt the pain of Lucifer leaving me but I was sadly mistaken because I felt a much deeper ache at my father's actions. My father's neglect, his deceit, and his discrepancies still had me in utter shock. They say that there were five steps to grieving and one of them being denial but I don't think that step could ever come because I knew full well what my father was capable of doing but I thought he drew the line at doing it to family.I guess I thought wrong!Last night, after I blurted out to Axel what his best friend had done, he stormed out of the bar and I could only assume he went to confront Brian. Whereas I decided to give up on my need to consume alcohol and headed home. By home I meant Macy's house since the house I grew up in didn't feel like home anymore.
LACYI didn't consider the fact that Lucifer would be here. It was stupid of me to forget the possibility of me running into him especially since Rose meant everything to him and I knew that. My mind had been so concentrated on telling Rose the good news that everything else just seemed so unimportant.There didn't seem to be enough oxygen in the room. With the lack of oxygen paired with my mouth running so dry as if I hadn't had anything to drink in months, a nauseous feeling settled in. My stomach began to twist in knots, turning and clenching, making me want to throw up the contents of my breakfast. I felt cold droplets of sweat trickle down my face.I wasn't scared of him. I knew he wouldn't physically hurt me but I couldn't take another one of his verbal beatings no matter how much I deserved it. I knew I hurt him but if he looked into my eyes he would see how much I was hurting as well. After one ent
LACY "Dear Lord, forgive me for I am about to sin," I muttered under my breath as multiple ways to eliminate both my father and Brian drifted into my head.Macy shot me a glare before pinching my thigh, "Pay attention and try not to disturb everyone else around you," Her voice was a low, harsh whisper that only I could hear.I rolled my eyes but decided to take her advice. I didn't want to be the first person to get kicked out of Sunday morning mass. With that being said, I couldn't stop the death glares that I kept shooting toward my father and Brian who sat a few rows in front of Macy's family and me.Macy kept drifting off to sleep during the service. She disappeared again last night with no hint of where she could be going. She also returned at four in the morning and spent nearly an hour in the shower. I didn't want to pry into her business but it was clear as daylight that something
LACYMy phone buzzing woke me up from my midday nap. Macy's name flashed across the screen causing me to jump out of bed and run to the door of the apartment, nearly slipping on the hardwood floors and falling flat on my face. I steadied myself and waited for my breathing and heart rate to go back to their normal pace before opening the door. She probably tried knocking but I was so fast asleep that I hadn't heard.My cousin stood there wearing her formal work attire, a white blouse paired with a red pencil skirt and white heels. In her hand, she carried a thick stack of papers. Her face wore a gleeful smile as I stared at her in anticipation. I had been expecting her for a while, the agitation getting to me."Well, is it good news or bad?" I nervously asked, ushering her into the apartment.It had been nearly two months since the day Lucifer had kidnapped me. I had been staying at his apa
DYLANI paced back and forth outside my room door. By the time I brought her to my apartment she had fallen into a deep slumber. Her forehead creased with worry and her lips remained in a permanent frown as she purred away in her sleep. Now and then she would whisper some incoherent words in her unconscious state, words that were probably meant to cuss me out for what I had done to her.My plan worked though. She wasn't going to marry the asshole and she could be with me. I didn't care how psychotic or mentally unstable I sounded, I just needed her to be with me, to be mine and only mine.It was strange that she didn't taste the bitterness of the two sleeping pills that I had mixed into her water. She chugged the liquid down so fast that she probably didn't even taste the horrible tablets. I was relieved for that and even more relieved when they worked faster than I had expected. Too bad they never worked
LACYThere were too many unnecessary people cluttering me as I got myself ready for my wedding. We were all stuffed into one of the small rooms that the church had allowed us to use as a dressing room. There was a girl situated behind me that focused solely on my hair while another stood in front of me and focused on my makeup. I had a white, silk gown wrapped around me so that when everyone was done messing with my face I could just slip into my gorgeous wedding dress.The door to the tiny room creaked open and Macy came rushing in with her dress in hand. Her hair had been curled and pinned to one side. She wore minimal makeup which made me cringe due to the dark, raccoon-like circles around her eyes. When she tried to speak nothing but a massive yawn came out making her look like some kind of thin hippopotamus. She ended up just waving at me before slouching into a chair next to me with a grim expression plastered on her
LACY"Uncle Ray?" I quirked an eyebrow at the suspicious way he and my father stared at me. I knew I interrupted something and that something probably concerned me or else their faces would not have paled so drastically.It was nothing but weird being in their presence. I called Ray my uncle when he was my father and I called Jackson my father when he was my uncle. Could my life get any more messed up?"Lacy, it has been a while," my father's younger brother finally responded with a curt nod before taking a swig of champagne to probably calm his nerves."That it has," I calmly agreed, trying to reduce some of the growing tension, "Can we talk in private?" I smiled sweetly as I gestured to my father standing next to him with my eyes.He offered me a tight smile, "Sure."I led him out of the ballroom since the conversation we were about to have was meant to
LACYEveryone rushed around in a haste to get the massive ballroom at my parents' house ready for the rehearsal dinner that would take place in a few hours. I walked around the mansion of a house trying to recall pleasant memories but only a hand full came to mind, however, none of those memories included my so-called father.A memory vividly flashed through my mind as I strolled past the library. I use to be an avid reader growing up. That was basically how I began writing as well. With all the reading I did, my imagination never seemed to stop working. Matter of fact, my imagination worked overtime and writing became a breeze but sometimes I couldn't help but wish the world we lived in be similar to the world I read and wrote about.Every day, every God-forsaken day, I use to wake up and wished that I had the love of both my parents. I would have traded all the wealth they had for their love but at the s
DYLANI don't know why I didn't just knock before entering or just ask her if she wanted something to eat or drink through the door but I didn't regret walking in to find her in only a matching pair of red lace bra and panties. The lingerie paired with the black heels she wore woke every part of me, especially my dick which twitched excessively in my pants.When she willingly sat on the bed and allowed those dirty, seductive words to fall from her lips all hell broke loose inside of me. I knew I was being rough when I grabbed her by her thighs and pulled her to the edge of the bed but I didn't care. The moan that escaped her proved that she didn't seem to mind either. She was desperate for me the way I was desperate for her but I needed to know that she wasn't going to regret this later on."Are you sure you're okay with this?" I asked softly, so softly that I internally hoped that she didn't hear me so sh
LACYHe leaned in, placing his rough, calloused hand on the burning hot skin of my cheek. This was what I had been waiting for the entire night. I needed to feel his soft, delicious lips on my own to cool the burning desire that simmered inside of me. We were parked outside Macy's house. We had been parked here for about five minutes just getting lost in each other's eyes, both of us deliberating who would make the first move. It was always so easy for us but this was different. Neither one of us wanted to foil this night because it held a special kind of importance.I leaned into his touch, the warmth drawing me in. This needed to be perfect. It didn't matter if it wasn't our first kiss but it would be the perfect end to an amazing first date. I watched as his pink tongue darted out of the corner of his mouth and swiped across his bottom
LACYI was grateful that Lucifer agreed to leave that suffocating place before we even entered. I also felt on top of the world knowing that I was the first and only girl he had ever taken out on a date. He radiated nervousness but he tried to put up a calm exterior. I wanted to reassure him that this date would go just fine but how could I reassure him of this if I wasn't certain myself."So, where are you taking me?" I couldn't help the curiosity that crept in. I did tell him that I would prefer a burger and fries but seeing the extent of his stress showing on his face, I figured he might just forget.He spared me a side glance before training his eyes back onto the road ahead, "Not somewhere as fancy as before but I think you might like it." A small smile overtook his face to which I found myself swooning over. It seemed as if he smiled unconsciously since he stared at the road, deep in thought.
LACYThe week sped by. I didn't expect it to fly by as quick as it did because usually the week dragged on at a snail's pace but what they say proved to be true, time did fly when you were having fun. I just wished it hadn't meant only one more week of freedom for me. Only one more week before I probably made the biggest mistake of my entire existence.The past week consisted of Lucifer taking Rose to school every morning before heading to work and me picking her up after school. I made sure to get her to Malik's safely. I also made certain that she bathed, ate, and did her homework before sitting and watching all of her favorite movies.I was always relieved of my duties way too early when Lucifer's mother would come in to take care of her. I didn't trust her alone with Rose mainly because she was an ex-convict but Lucifer had told me to give her a chance. He had been working things out with the woman so