All Chapters of Lust and Loyalty (MM): Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

I read somewhere that trying to get a grown up to wear a condom was like trying to convince a toddler to eat their veggies-- lots of excuses, fake crying and a lot of tantrums. 'I don't wanna' stomping their feet all over. I just never imagined Cyrus would be so averse to it. After we stepped out of the hospital, our samples taken and everything done, we were ready to go home. Cyrus was storming towards his car with an attitude and I followed quietly, watching him and trying to think like a fool. He suddenly paused, hands on his waist as he threw his head back to breath loudly . "Fuck!" We were handed free packs of condoms and the nurse did so while still looking at me like I wouldn't be able to hold it in and would jump on Cyrus the minute we stepped out of there. He turned around, a glare still on his face, "No." Goodness! Here we go again. "It's just a condom. It's not that deep, Cyrus. It's not like I'm asking for your soul." "Jokes on you! I don't have a soul! I like it ra

CROSS “Damian, honey, why didn't you tell me your friend was visiting today? I could've prepared better, you know?” My mother beamed at the spawn of the devil as she ushered him in, welcoming him with a smile. I stood by the door, pissed beyond measures as I watched Cyrus muster all his pretense to smile politely and act like he wasn't trying to fuck my mother's favourite son-- me! “Thank you, ma'am. That's very kind of you,” he lifted his eyes to me, smiling like there was nothing I could do about it. I clenched my fists by my side, bubbling with anger. “Such a fine young man,” my mother complimented non stop. “What would you like to drink, dear? You already look energized this morning. Coffee could make you spiral out of control.” He laughed heartily, his cheeks staining with a blush. Was he blushing for her? He better not be trying to extend his curse to her! “You're right. I will uhm… have any of Damian's favourites.” I found myself growling, glaring at his smile while my

CROSS "Are we shopping for jeans, shoes or T-shirts?" Bryan moved his mouth again but this time, his words actually came through. I had been struggling to understand his sentences for a while now, being that my thoughts were clouded with someone else… god! I was ashamed to even admit that to myself. Note to self; keep Cyrus at arms length. That boy was not to come anywhere near my body. It was a battle last night and I almost lost. My whole body was twitching for him. That kiss was mind-blowing. Were we supposed to kiss like that? We weren't even worth being tagged ‘friends with benefits’. Only lovers shared a kiss— Cyrus and I were far from being lovers. “Anything,” I replied just as his girlfriend walked up to us. I narrowed my eyes when she glared at me as she kissed him. She had texted me this morning to keep my mouth shut and mind my business. As if I wasn't already going to do that. Bryan would never be able to handle the breakup well. He loved Cindy way too much for his o

CROSS "I'm leaving," Bryan jumped to his feet just as the two returned with drinks. "What? We kinda just got here," Cindy protested weakly but Brayan wasn't having it. He picked up his phone fast, bounced out of the chair like it would swallow him in the next second and grabbed his drink. "Did you pay for it or he did?" He opened his wallet quickly. "Don't worry, I got it," Cyrus said, just about to sit beside me when Bryan flung a twenty dollar bill his way, not caring where it landed, he grabbed Cindy and pulled her off. "H-Hey!" she tried to resist but he wasn't having it. I watched him drag her across the mall, heading outside the doors. "It was actually thirty but okay," Cyrus glanced at me, the glare easing off his eyes as he took a seat. "What did you do to piss him off?" "Nothing," I grabbed my drink and took a sip, enjoying the delicious creamy flavor and trying to put behind Bryan's attitude. He'd come around sooner than later. He always had mood swings every once in a

CROSS “I'm going to my room to study!” I climbed the stairs leaving behind my family and the noise from the TV. They were too interested in their movie to pay attention to me. Good thing my mother wasn't in the mood to drag me down to the couch for some family time and bonding. Wiping my wet hands on my shorts from just doing the dishes, I headed up to my room, locking the door behind me to avoid being bumped into in an awkward position. “"Argh!" I screamed, startled at the figure on my bed and my heart leapt into my throat. " Wh-wh- how- how did you... What the heck are you doing in my room?" Cyrus simply smirked at me, resting on his side and one arm. His eyes swept across my room, unfazed like he belonged here somehow. “Cyrus!” I screamed in a loud whisper, careful now not to alert my family, I hope they didn't hear me scream the first time. I backed away from the door, slowly approaching my bed. Where did that shopping bag come from? He didn't just come straight from the mal