First Installment for the MAYHEM series
"Innocence was never meant to be addictive."
Addiction has been a part of Kyson Montenegro's nature, and women, in particular have always been his favorite obsession. Being the lead singer in a band has its pe...
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I took a seat in a chair that faced the window. My gaze was drawn to Felicity's vehicle. She needed some time to herself to think. I could deal with that as long as I knew she was secure in her flat under me. But if she tried to leave me, I would pursue her.
The more I thought about losing her, the more I realized it was impossible. I wouldn't let it happen. I wasn't going to let her leave me. Sawyer hadn't even bitched about me not going to Indigo tonight. Until Felicity was back in my arms, I wasn't moving from this window. If she stayed in that apartment too much longer, I was going after her though. She might think she needed to be alone, but she needed me as much as I needed her.
My phone lit up with another call from Kyrie. Until I knew Felicity wasn't lost to me, I couldn't deal with Kyrie. I wasn't going to abandon my baby. If it was mine. I knew the condom broke, but I wasn't an idiot. Girls like Kyrie lied. I wanted doctor's proof she was pregnant, then I wanted a paternity test the moment the baby was born. Only then would I accept that it was mine.
My first concern was Felicity. Her devastation had turned to acceptance on her expression, and it had killed me. She had hinted at a time in the past that I had always been curious about. I knew she'd been wronged, but she'd said she'd never felt wanted until she met me. Did this imply that nobody wanted her? How about when she was younger? Surely the family who had raised her, had wanted her.
I was going to shield her from harm. She'd never feel this way again. I'd make absolutely certain of it. I'd make amends to her even if it took the rest of my life.
I buried my head in my hands, allowing sorrow and self-loathing to consume me. I would never have touched anyone else if I had known she was coming. I would have been ready for Felicity if I had known she would come into my life and make things right. To provide her with the life she so richly earned. I'd never be in a band with a singer who has slept with more women than he could count.
That Lucas Buenaventura was probably so fucking pure, it was ridiculous. He probably had a job where girls didn't throw their panties at him, and a college degree. Lifting my head, headlights pulled into the parking lot. It was almost midnight. Sawyer would be coming in soon. He wouldn't bring the party with him. I didn't worry about that.
The car pulled up to the front of the building, but it didn't park. Then I saw her dark hair as she ran toward it. Standing up, I watched as Felicity opened the passenger door and climbed inside. I couldn't stop her. She was leaving with him. Lucas' car pulled out of the parking lot and shot off. But it wasn't going toward town. It was headed for the interstate. Motherfucker! Grabbing my keys, I took off running. I'd find him, and when I did, I'd beat him until he couldn't breathe.
