David, my boy... He wants you to go out looking like that. That's why he left so many. You're toast😂😂
David;I sit anxiously on the bed as I wait for Mrs Lana, and finally, there’s a knock on the door.“C-come in… “I call, and I watch the door open.“Are you okay dear? Why did you insist on me coming here? These stairs are torture to my bones and- “She begins, but freezes when she sees me. Her jaw drops, and I nervously adjust the collar of the shirt I’m in.“What happened? “She questions as she rushes up to me, and I look away with my face turning hot. How did I call her all the way up here without thinking of what to say if/ WHEN she asked this question?“Wait. Is it- Is it what I’m thinking? “She questions, and I quickly look up at her in alarm. I’m sure my face is as red as a stop sign by now.“N-no! It’s not what you’re thinking. That didn’t happen! “I lie, and she raises a brow as she folds her hands across her chest.“Really? What am I thinking? “She questions, and I look away.“I don’t… I don’t know. I’m just… I’m just guessing you think that Sal and I… “I begin before stealin
David;I walk out of the mansion, in a blue button-up shirt, black slacks, white ankle socks, and shiny black shoes… I also have a scarf draped around my neck. Yes. I remember Sal said it’s an office party, and I should dress casually, but I know the game he’s playing, and I won’t let him.Mrs. Lana had a fit of laughter when she saw me, but I didn’t care. This covers a lot of the damage that pompous Salvatore caused, and I’m fine with it. I’m not going to go anywhere looking like a billboard advertising Salvatore’s kisses. I get into the car parked in front of the house, and as I slide in beside him, he doesn’t even spare me a glance. I shut the door, and he taps the back of the driver's seat - signalling him to move.As I settle into the car, I can't take my eyes off him.He's in a plain black tee shirt that hugs his biceps and firm build deliciously while showing off that sexy tattoo around his left arm. He's in denim pants, has a Rolex watch around his wrist, and simple black sne
David;I shut my eyes as I walk into the office building. I ignore the eyes I feel on me as I follow the directions Sal sent to me via text. This stupid tee shirt is snug on my body and shows off all the hickeys scattered along my neck and behind my ear. Each gaze I get seems to intensify the annoyance I feel as I walk toward an elevator. I am at first thankful that I am the only one in, but by the time I get to the first floor, five ladies walk into the elevator, and I close my eyes in frustration. If not that I could pass out from exhaustion, I would have taken the stairs up to the last floor of this fucking sky scrapper.I hold the folder containing details for the meeting, lazily in front of me, and the whole ride up, I keep cursing Sal out in my mind. From what I heard two of these ladies say, they are also on their way to the last floor. We’ll be stuck together in this elevator the whole time. I can feel their eyes on my neck, and I can hear every joke… Every giggle. Every
David;“Sal? What are you doing? “I question as I begin to back away from him, and he cracks his neck as he moves over to me.“You seemed rather popular out there… “He says, and I hold my breath as I press myself against the sink behind me.“What do you mean? “I question, and he scoffs as he places a hand on the sink behind me. Towering over me.“You know exactly what I mean, David. “He replies, and I swallow before locking my eyes on one of the stalls behind him. “We shouldn’t be in here. People might come- “I begin, but he cuts me off.“Let them. They should see who you truly belong to. “He says, and I look up at him with wide eyes.“Those little misses who couldn’t keep their hands off you… They should know who truly owns you. “He adds, and my heart skips a beat.“You’re insane! “I rage before trying to push past him, but he places his other hand on the sink behind me, pinning me in place and trapping me between his hands.I stare into his beautiful green eyes with my heart bangin
David;“What happened to him? ““Is he alright? ““Should we call 911? “I hear the questions and whispers, but I’m too weak to open my eyes. In case you don’t understand, I passed out. Sal didn’t stop or have mercy on me. When my legs couldn’t hold me up anymore, he carried me. I lost count of how many times I came. All I can remember is him cleaning me up, and scooping me into his arms when all I could see were stars.“Remember this feeling each time you try to forget where you belong. “He whispered in my ear, and it’s all that’s been ringing in my ear.I’m slung over his shoulder. Each time I open my eyes, I see the ground and feel myself dangling.“He was alright just a few minutes ago. Should we be worried? “I hear someone question, and my eyes begin to flutter shut as sleep beckons unto me with the promise of sweet recovery from all the delicious aches in my muscles. “He slipped and fell in the restroom. With some rest, he’d be fine. “I hear Sal lie, and that’s the last thing I
David:Sal was right. The drug did work. The pain isn't completely gone, but at least, now it’s minimal. My body is no longer protesting against every movement, and I no longer feel like a sack of aching muscles.I get down from the car, and I’m met by a beautiful, natural space. Trees, grasses, the clear blue sky, and a lake in the distance. It doesn’t like anyone has been here recently. I take a deep breath, and the clean, unpolluted air sends sweet shivers down my spine. In the distance, I can see Sal swimming in the water. I tilt my head as I stare, and a small smile forms on my lips. This man is one big puzzle but every new part I manage to figure out ends up feeling like a sweet reward.I slowly walk over to the pier, and take a seat as I watch him swim about. He stops when he sees me, and I smile at him.“I was wondering when you’d come out. “He says, and I shrug, and I let the peaceful environment pull my senses into a soothing calm.“I was waiting for the drug to take effect
David;“What do… What do you mean you- “He begins, and I smile at him. I take my hand up to the scar on his left cheek, and run my thumb over it, as my heart yearns to make him understand just how much I love him.“I knew you before you got this scar. “I say as I look into his eyes and watch his pupils tremble with disbelief.“I knew you before you grew your hair out… “I whisper as I run my fingers through his wet hair, and I watch him swallow.“I knew you before you got your tattoos… “I say as I trail my finger down his left arm, and I hear his breathing become heavy.“I knew you before you became the most dangerous man In Florida. I knew you when your father was the one who held that title. I knew you when you were just Desmond, and I loved you. I loved you then, and now. Vicious as you may be. Troubled as you may be. “I say as I press myself against him, and he doesn’t break eye contact with me. “I still love you. ““You may be a storm, but I’ll gladly lose my wings in your chaos. I
Salvatore;I stare down at David as he groans in his sleep and wraps his arm around me tighter. My fingers gently stroke his hair, and his words flood my mind._Yes. I know you’re Desmond. I’ve known for a while now, and I love you as both people. Salvatore, and Desmond. What makes you think I’d leave the man I fell in love with twice? What makes you think I’d want him to let go of me? “_I let out a breath and run my fingers over my face. He knows. For how long has he known? How did he find out? I was careful. So how?He seems to have truly fallen in love with me…I groan as I massage my temples. What do I do now?He soon moves a leg over mine, and a small smile splits my face. But I wipe it off as the severity of the situation dawns on me. I’m such a fool. I vow to keep him safe, and the next minutes, I all curled up in his embrace. How can I keep him safe if I can’t even keep him away? I need a drink. I gently move him off me, throw on a robe, grab my phone, and walk out of the ro
Lucas;He adjusts on the bed and bites into one of his cookies. “I’ve known for a while now.” He says casually as he chews, and suddenly, his eyes light up.“Wow! This tastes amazing!” He exclaims, and I blink at him. How the hell did he figure it out? Should I lie? Does Sal know he knows this? Does he know Sal was…“I also know Sal was Desmond.” He adds as he keeps eating, and I reach for the wall for support.I don’t know if to deny this.“Sal knows I know. I don’t think it would be fair to keep you in the dark.” He adds, and finally, he looks up at me again. He looks unbothered, and me. I don’t know how to feel about this, so I blurt out the first thing that makes it past the chaos in my head.“How did you figure that out?” “What do they say about a magician and his tricks?“ He replies, and I scoff before moving back to the bed. He doesn’t seem upset or worried by it.“I underestimated you,” I note, and he laughs.“A lot of people do.” He replies, and I stare at him in disbeli
Lucas;“What if Sal hasn’t let himself love anyone else since Dimitri, cause… somewhere in his heart, he still… loves him?” I chomp on the chocolate cookies Mrs. Lana made me as I reminisce on David’s words.Sal can’t possibly have feelings for Dimitri. It’s impossible. Right?I’d know… For me, not even being able to tell that they once dated, it should mean he doesn’t love Dimitri anymore. Right??I groan as I walk over to my ceiling-to-floor window and stare at the ocean. This man will be the death of me. I watch as the water ripples gently with the moon reflecting gracefully on it, as I listen to the waves gently clap in the distance. I shut my eyes. David’s sad face comes to my mind, and I peel my eyes back open. I understand how he feels. But it’s pointless for him to feel that way.I don’t understand the Sal and Dimitri drama, but I know Sal is in love with David. That’s not up for debate. The only person who isn’t loved here… Is me.There’s suddenly a knock on my door, and I
David;“Wait… You didn’t know?” I ask him, and Lucas’s mouth falls open as he stares at me. “No, I didn’t know! How’s that even… What? How did you… Where did you hear something like that?” He questions. Absolutely dumbfounded, and I scoff in disbelief.I can’t believe Sal didn’t even tell him.“WOW!” I exclaim before looking away in disbelief.“Wait. You can’t be serious. That’s not possible. I would know. He’s never mentioned anything like that.” Lucas exclaims, still in shock, and I turn to him.“It is true. When they were teenagers. Dimitri told me… And he showed me pictures.” I replied, and Lucas stared at me in silence. His dark green eyes blinking in disbelief.“You’re sure they were photoshopped or… or edited pictures?” He asks, refusing to believe it, and I shake my head in disagreement.“I would know an edited picture when I see one. It wasn’t fake, Lucas. I asked Sal about it, and he begged me not to talk about it.” I reply, and silence falls upon us. “How could he hide so
*Song For This Chapter: I Can’t Make You Love Me(Cover) By Bon Iver*Lucas;I stroll through Sal’s mansion with my cup of milk in my hand. I wanted booze, but Mrs Lana refused to give me any till my wounds healed properly. I kiss my teeth as my mind fails to make the milk taste or seem like alcohol.“So much for the power of imagination…” I whisper to myself as I keep walking, and looking about the dimly lit house. Dark as Sal likes it. This was his childhood home. He always avoided this place, but he came here to keep David Safe. He loves him that much… It is pitiable to see that the fool still hasn’t realised how much he loves the boy. I’m about to walk past a corridor when I hear someone humming in the distance. I look down at my watch, and it’s 11:30 pm. What normal person isn’t asleep by this time? Oh… Right. I’m awake too.I follow the voice, and I stop when I see David. He has his back turned to me and is staring over the sea behind the estate. He’s in long, navy blue woolle
David;I let out a long yawn as I open my eyes, and I’m confused when my gaze lands on a black ceiling. Where the fuck…? What is this place?? Wasn’t I with Sal??I sit up in a panic, and relief washes over me when I find that I’m still in the car. I look back down at the seat in confusion, and I find that the chair has been reclined. Salvatore must have done that.I realise that I’m alone in the car with its windows down, and the car is parked directly in front of a hospital. A hospital??Why are we here??Aren’t we going to pick up Lucas? Salvatore soon walks through the hospital doors, but my brows crease at the person beside him. The person Sal is helping to walk. It’s Lucas. What happened to him? I try to open the door, but realise that Sal locked me in, and I frown.Why did he do that? They soon get to the car, and I scowl at Sal as he reaches for the car key in his pocket. He presses a button, and all the doors open. Causing me to roll my eyes. “Why did you lock me in?” I
David;I thank Salvatore as I take the bag from him and pull out one of the gummy packs, when a thought hits me.“Want one?” I question, and he nods awkwardly.“S-Sure…” He replies, and I reach into the bag to give him one. He got me so many…“Thank you.” He replies, and I force a smile at him before looking down at the pack in my hands. I tear it open and am about to put my earpiece back into my ear, but he suddenly speaks.“D-did you like breakfast?” He questions, and I look up at him with a raised brow. Why did that sound weird… and rushed? Like he was desperately trying to start a conversation? Well, I have been silent for half an hour. It’s only fair I say something.“Hmm,” I reply, and I see hurt in his eyes. I let out a breath as he looks away, and kicks the car back to life. I watch his gloomy face as he pulls out of the gas station, and I begin to feel guilty. He was expecting more… but I’m not in the mood to talk.“It tasted different, though,” I add, and I see his eyes lig
David;“David?” I hear Sal’s voice call gently as someone shakes me, but I’m not ready to wake up yet.“Mmm.” I groan as I turn away from the light and pull the duvet over my head.“Wake up, David. It’s time for breakfast.” He says as he tries to pull off the duvet, but I don’t let him.“I’m not hungry…” I slur, but he doesn’t relent.“Yes, you are. You didn’t eat last night.” He says, but I don’t respond.“You don’t have to get out of bed. I brought it up here for you.” He adds, and this partially removes sleep from my eyes.What does he mean he brought it up here for me?I slowly raise the duvet and peek out at him from under it. In his hands is a tray of covered plates, and the aroma hits my nose. My stomach rumbles, and I immediately sit up as I rub my eyes.“Good morning, sleepy head.” He greets me as I yawn and stretch, and I just stare at him as my thoughts start falling into place. I need a few seconds to do that every morning.“Good morning.” I greet him, and he smiles. He
David;“How do I get him to love me, Mrs. Lana? I don’t think I can live without him, but I can’t live like this. I just want someone to love me for once… I want someone to choose me. To choose to love me…” I croak as I wipe a line of tears from my eyes, and Mrs Lana sighs as she closes the bottle of honey and stands up.“Do you know why I decided to work as a cook for Salvatore’s family?” She questions as she returns the honey to the fridge, and I raise a brow.“Why?” I question, wondering how any of this is related to what I just told her.“Cause I wanted peace. I wanted to be able to cook, and sleep, drink tea, and watch television for as long as I wanted,” she says as she closes the fridge. And I raise a brow.“And… You don’t do that?”“I do it. But every now and then, I can’t enjoy the simplicity of my life, cause you two boys want to kill me with stress. “She says as she folds her hands over her chest and gives me a look.“One of you’s a coward, the other’s blind— and I’m just a
David;I stare at Sal as he sleeps, and I can’t stop my tears. They’re silent… But drowning. How hard is it to love me? Why doesn’t he love me? He wants me to stay… He needs me to stay… But he doesn’t love me. And that kills me. I couldn’t bear to see him broken like that… crying like that. I said I’d stay but I don’t know if I have the strength to. To leave, or to stay… I don’t know if I have that strength. Why won’t he just love me?Does he think I don’t love him? Am I not good enough? Will people laugh at or disrespect him if they find out that we’re together? Maybe I’m unworthy of his love…“I told you from the start, didn’t I?” Her voice flows into my ears, and I freeze. I look up and find my mother staring at me.“Loving him was a mistake. He’d never love you. You’ll never be enough for him. This is not the type of life you’re meant to live. Let me in. Let me guide you. Let me help you… You’ll kill your heart if you stay with him. You’ll wallow in loneliness and pain, David. I