I screamed and laughed, banging on his back as he raced us upstairs, grinning as people gave us weird looks on our way.
Once inside the apartment, he locked it quickly and turned around, his eyes dark with lust, a small smile playing on his lips."Are you sure?""Yes?""Is that a question or...?""No! I want to. Anything. Everything."He attacked me, caressing my face and devouring my lips. The nibbles and the feel of his tongue sent jolts of pleasure down my spine. I tangled myself against him, letting him unbutton my smock and pull it down my arms, moving his long fingers over my pebbled n*pples under my spaghetti strap undershirt.I moaned into his mouth and yelped as he moved his hands down to my butt and lifted me against him. I wrapped my legs around his waist and let him carry me into our room. He laid me down, standing above me pulling his shirt off quickly. I pulled up at my undershirt and threw it aside enjoyiI was nervous as hell. I looked down at my outfit in the mirror and took a few deep breaths. My make-up was done and my hair was perfectly in waves. I smoothed my hand over my navy blue, v-neck A-line dress and blew out a breath.My heels matched my dress and when I turned to look at my backside, I liked what I saw. I looked good, but my insides were revolting. It was graduation day and although they said I could walk the stage, I was nervous that they had somehow made a mistake and I was going to be standing there, ready to be called up, but my name wouldn't be called.James came up from behind me and smoothed his hands over my breasts and then my stomach."You look incredible." I smiled at him through the mirror and looked him up and down."You don't look so bad yourself." He had on a pair of khaki slacks, black dress shoes, and a navy blue button-down, long-sleeved shirt with the sleeves pushed up to his elbows. His hair was brushed,
James I grabbed my phone immediately and called emergency services. Kelly stared down at her feet, frozen to the spot as her mother lay motionless on the floor next to her bloody vomit. As soon as they had someone on the way, I grabbed Kelly and sat her on the couch, then moved to her mother on the ground and leaned over her, listening for a heartbeat. I could hear one, but it sounded faint. I looked down at her bloody lips and then over her gaunt, yellowed features. Her belly was swollen and I noticed that her legs were swollen as well. Sat next to her and continued to listen to her breathing. There were track marks on her arms and I grit my teeth. I knew I shouldn't be angry right now, but seeing her again, after all of this time, I couldn't help but be mad. Kelly had been doing good. Yes, she was worried about her mother, but she had been doing so much better, and for her to show up like this. I could see
I was the worst daughter ever. I hated myself and I hated her and that's why I was the worst.I stared at her still form on the bed and selfishly thought about myself and my plans and how if she hadn't shown up, I would be in Massachusetts right now with James and we would be looking at the apartment that we were going to start leasing.It was going to be a fresh start and I was going to be free. And now I was here, brushing my mom's yellowing skin with a wet rag and giving her water when she got thirsty and waiting on her hand and foot because it was the least I could do. I had all of these raging emotions that made no sense, but also made perfect sense in my head. I hated my mother. I hated that I was here. I hated that James didn't go to Massachusetts and that he was in here with me, instead of out with his friends. I hated that with everything she put me through, I couldn't just stand up and leave her to die her slow, miserable death.I felt
There was a soft knock on the bathroom door and I sighed."I'll be out in a minute!" I called. I hoped that I wasn't loud enough to wake my mom. Even being as sick as she was, she couldn't help being a miserable b*tch to me and I didn't want to have to walk out to that."It's me. Can I come in?"I closed my eyes and leaned down on the sink with my hands, gripping the porcelain hard. This was it. He was going to do it. I turned slowly and took a deep breath.I opened the door slowly and he walked in, his eyes looking over my face. I leaned back against the sink and crossed my arms over my chest so he couldn't see how hard my hands were shaking. "Hey." He said quietly. He shut the door behind him and we both stood in the small bathroom, staring at each other awkwardly. "Hi." I swallowed hard, wincing. My throat ached and I could feel my eyes prick with tears again. Maybe I should be the one to do it. Maybe it would be e
"Where did you go?""Wherever I wanted.""Mom, please. Just...where did you go?""You and your father are both the same. Always try to keep tabs on what I do, who I'm with, and what I drink. Just leave me alone!"I grit my teeth and rolled my eyes. She was shaking and vomiting, getting worse because she was in withdrawal from all of the drugs she had been doing while she was away. The hospital staff referred us to a rehabilitation place for her that would help nurse her since she was unable to do sh*t for herself right now.The only issue was that it cost a lot of money. The money we no longer had because she had spent over five hundred grand while she was away. Her bank account was wiped clean and when I searched the purse at home that she had brought with her, she only had forty-two dollars and a bunch of needles and baggies of drugs in there."I just want to know where you spent all of the money."She cackled and nodd
James came in shortly and sighed. "There's no point in arguing with her. I don't see why you keep trying.""Because I'm hoping that maybe one day it will dawn on her that I'm making sense and she'll turn it around."He snorted and I elbowed him lightly. He wiped at my face and pressed his lips down gently on my lips. "Go relax, take a shower, read a book, do something else to calm down. I'll feed her and then we can try to watch a movie or something. Sound good?"I smiled at him because no matter how angry I was, he always seemed to know what to say or do to make me happy. Even if it meant that he had to deal with my mother.I nodded and sat up slowly. I jumped in the shower after he left and washed away all of the day's stresses. After I got out, I walked into the living room and listened to my mom's room. "C'mon, I know it sucks, but you can't eat solids yet and you need something.""Just sneak me something solid. I'll leave h
I was the worst daughter ever. I hated myself and I hated her and that's why I was the worst.I stared at her still form on the bed and selfishly thought about myself and my plans and how if she hadn't shown up, I would be in Massachusetts right now with James and we would be looking at the apartment that we were going to start leasing.It was going to be a fresh start and I was going to be free. And now I was here, brushing my mom's yellowing skin with a wet rag and giving her water when she got thirsty and waiting on her hand and foot because it was the least I could do. I had all of these raging emotions that made no sense, but also made perfect sense in my head. I hated my mother. I hated that I was here. I hated that James didn't go to Massachusetts and that he was in here with me, instead of out with his friends. I hated that with everything she put me through, I couldn't just stand up and leave her to die her slow, miserable death.I felt guilty and angry and sad and everythin
My mom was on her own two feet now, the withdrawals had finally subsided and she was eating normal food. She was also bustling around the house on her own without help. She seemed almost normal now. And since she could mostly take care of herself, James and I took advantage and began leaving her at home to go out on our own. It didn't even matter where we went. Some days, after work, we would just drive around aimlessly and listen to music with his hand on my thigh and a small smile on his lips. Other days we would visit his family and I'd get lost in the controlled chaos for a little bit and feel completely relaxed. It was like this for weeks leading up to James leaving and it was nice, but it didn't erase the fact that he would soon be gone and I'd be left by myself to deal with my mom. For now, now that she could walk and take care of herself, it was fine. She didn't bother me as much and would mostly stay in her room and watch TV. But some days it was like she was itching for
I have found myself to be more relaxed than I have ever been before and it all has to do with Liam. I go to school and because my schedule for work is so different now, I actually have time to study. I have lunches with him almost every day and when I'm off and he comes home, I'm deliriously happy.It feels almost too good to be true, which is the scariest part. I feel like here lately I've been too happy and something sh*tty is about to come around the corner and bite me in the ass. And I wait for it. I may be comfortable, but it doesn't mean that I'm not waiting for my happiness to turn to ashes in my mouth.Until then, I'm enjoying just being with him. When his stuff arrives from Boston I unpack most of it while he's at work after school. I hang up his expensive looking suits and fill the bathroom vanity with all of his toiletries. I'm happy seeing my space being shared by someone I care about. I'm excited and also scared of the future that is coming o
LiamIt's done. Everything to do with my parents and my old life is finished. I'm home. It's exactly how it feels, laying next to a sleeping Kelly, watching her chest rise and fall underneath her sheets.I have an important interview in the morning, but I'm too wired to sleep. I had been at the airport when I had talked to Kelly before she went to work and although I was tired as hell, especially after ravaging my beautiful woman, I couldn't sleep.Seeing her walk into the club in the lacy lingerie had me wired. She was sexy as hell, I knew that, but seeing her in action at work, even before I paid for six dances, there was no denying that she was a goddess. I smile at the memory of her shoving my money back in my hand as soon as we get home. "I didn't dance for you, so you take it back." "I don't care, Kelly. Keep it. It's from your job.""Ew. No. It makes me feel icky if you pay for me to do stuff for you. I like giving it to
Leaving Liam this time was hard. We were so close now, closer than ever to not have to do this anymore. But I ugly cried in the SUV when it was time to say goodbye. I mean, snot and tears and everything. It was bad. And Liam, who was usually so put together and happy go lucky teared up as well."It's okay, Kel. I'll be there soon. I've got some loose ends to tie up, but don't worry. I'll be in Vegas before you know it. I promise."And so I got on my plane alone and went back home. I started getting ready for Liam's arrival as soon as I did. I would go to class and instead of hitting the gym, I started organizing my closet and taking clothes and shoes out to donate. I made drawer space and cleaned out my spare bedroom to give him a special surprise.I ordered some office furniture so that if he wanted to, he could work from home as soon as he found himself something here. Did I tell him about it?No. I was afraid that if I did, he would tell me I was doing too much but I was just excit
Liam and I sat on the floor of his apartment with our gifts in front of us. After our laughing fit in the car, we came inside and neither of us really knew what to say or do.I felt guilty as hell for everything that happened at his parents house. I felt selfish because I didn't want to let him go and I felt responsible for him losing his job and his family. I just...I didn't feel good at all. I mean, I loved that he defended me. It made me feel..I felt loved. I felt like someone really cared for me and it felt like for the first time ever that I was chosen first.But of course, I felt guilty for wanting to be first. I chose my mom over James. Even when she was a raging b*tch, I still chose her. I wanted to choose James, but I didn't. Liam chose me. He chose me. I had no idea why. I mean, yeah, we were together, but...he was losing a lot. He didn't even have a job. He didn't have his parents anymore and it was all my fault. I stared down at my g
We went last-minute Christmas shopping. Despite me being here, his parents still wanted me over for Christmas because Liam flat-out refused to join them if I couldn't go, which made me feel amazing. Not.So even though I bought Lillian a cashmere sweater, I still had to buy it for his dad even though Liam kept telling me I didn't have to. I didn't care if they got me anything or not. I half expected to get sh*t in a box, courtesy of his mother, but it was okay. I would accept it gracefully, just to piss her off.And it wasn't like I was aiming to piss them off. I just wasn't going to give in to their bullsh*t wishes.On Christmas Eve we had dinner with his friends and had a white elephant gift party which was pretty fun. I enjoyed my time there, even though Vivian was there. She avoided talking to either of us the whole time which suited me perfectly. I even drank a little because I was feeling the holiday spirit. I came home with a cute set of Tiffany earrings because these rich peop
When we step off of the elevator I feel almost a permanent blush up my neck and cheeks. I'm not sorry for what we did but Vivian saw and from past experiences, she wasn't very good at keeping her trap shut.I walk into the event center with my arm in Liam's and thank God no one is really paying attention to us. Some people glance at us, but it seems like the drinks have been flowing and people are talking loud and gesturing with their hands. So that's a good sign.I look around and see Vivian sitting at a table with a drink in her hand looking forlorn and I smirk to myself. Serves her right for coming and looking for us. Thoughts have been going on in my head, wondering what she was doing, looking and all I could come up with was that she didn't expect me to be with him.I felt like she thought that maybe she could corner him, thinking I was in the bathroom or some stupid sh*t after what his dad told me. I probably would have been if Liam hadn't noticed I was upset right away. But Lia
LiamI looked around to see if anyone was watching us and took Kelly's hand in mine. Whatever one of my parents told her had her looking like she was going to be sick and I was not going to let that happen. It took me entirely too long to get Kelly to agree to be mine and I wasn't going to lose her so quickly.I took Kelly out of the event center and to the bank of elevators in the main lobby. We hopped into the elevators and I wrapped my arms around her after I clicked on the fortieth floor, where my office was located."You want to tell me what my parents said to you?" I nuzzle her neck, my favorite place to be and she sighs and leans her body back against mine and gives me more of her neck."No. Nothing you didn't prepare me for. It just sucks.""Who was it?""Your dad.""What did he say?"She takes a deep breath and I watch her chest rise and fall. She looks absolutely stunning in her red dress. The mom
I stare at myself in the mirror, feeling nervous. I run a hand down my red, satin dress and smile. My hair is up in an intricate bun that took me an hour to do and I did my makeup as perfectly as I could get it without looking like I over did it. I have smoky eyes and red lips. My dress drops down into a deep v in between my breasts and it hangs down to mid calf with a high slit up to my hip. It's sexy and formal and I hope it says that I don't give a flying f*ck what anyone thinks about me.I put on my matching red stilettos and turn to my side and grin.I walk out into the living room where Liam is waiting for me and watch his eyes dance and darken as I step into the room. He swallows hard and pulls at his bow tie, then runs both hands down his chest. He looks hot as hell in a tuxedo and my mouth goes dry. "Do we have to go?" He asks as he steps closer to me. His cheeks are red and I smile at him. "Yes." I raise my eyebrows at him. "We have to go." He grabs my hips and brings me
The days are passing by slowly. It's almost painful, but there's absolutely nothing to be done. So I go to class, go to the gym, go to work and do it all over again. Liam, since I officially decided to be his girlfriend, has been checking in on me nonstop. It's a complete one eighty from how James would do when he was in school. It didn't matter if he was in a meeting or doing important business man sh*t, Liam would call or text me just because he missed me. We would even just be on the phone while he did paperwork in his office, not speaking, but just being on the line.And every day he would tell me about how many companies he has reached out to. He hadn't told his parents yet because he wanted to make sure he had a job first before he dropped the bomb on them.But he also hinted that his father was getting suspicious. I was on the line with him one day when his dad walked into his office. I knew it was his father because he greeted him as such. I muted