Lance

Lance Part-53

~Lances POV~

They watched me with such an intense stare of horror, that it almost knocked even me on my feet.

Eli stood up and walked over to me nodding his head towards the door signaling me to follow him.

I looked at Sam with a low sigh and turned around following Eli outside.

"Please tell me that was not you who did that!" Eli said in a concerned voice shutting the door behind him.

"You really think that low of me now do you" I scoffed shaking my head.

"Lance...you didn't" Eli sighed running his hands over his face.

I looked up "that bastard deserved it"

"DAMNIT LANCE!" Eli yelled turning around as he gripped his hair in stress.

"How dare you use that tone with me" I glared at him as my eyes slowly trailed down meeting his.

"Lance, I have a son to look after now. You can't be coming home from like this anymore" Eli sighed leaning against a wall.

"Are you not the slightest bit worried about her in there?" I scoffed at Eli's stupidity.

"Of course I am we don't know what happened yet but I have no doubt they're in there right now discussing it" Eli sighed standing up straight.

"I don't know about you but it's offly cold out here I'm going in" Eli turned away from me as he walked inside.

"FUCK" I ran my hands through my hair slamming my fist into the wall Eli had been leaning on.

By now my already bloody hands were worse and the mess of it was getting Everywhere.

"Shit" I opened the door not even looking at their cold stares on my body as I passed them walking to the kitchen.

I grabbed bandages from a drawer and started wrapping my hands as the house felt so silent.

I walked into the living room after placing the remaining bandage back.

"Let's talk in private" I looked down at Sam who had been glaring up at me through teary eyes.

She seemed hesitant but nodded. I watched Eli and Kendall get up as they walked off to their room together.

"Sam.." I sighed looking down at the floor.

"Don't..don't say my name, is that all I will ever be to you! Some shiny object you have to protect at every cost EVEN TO KILL A MAN" She scoffed rolling her eyes.

I sighed trying to keep my temper in " that is what I was raised to do. I didn't know what to do and it happened in the heat of the moment." I sighed looking at her with pity.

"Gosh Lance learns to control yourself" she raised her voice as she backed up.

The fire started to slowly burn inside me as she spoke " I'm starting to think you just said lies to me to fuck me and go back to what you were doing" she spoke in a low tone staring at the ground.

"GOD" I yelled slamming my hand across a table near me knocking a glass off the table and hearing it crash.

I grabbed Sams's neck and threw her against the wall.

She gasped winding her eyes "YOUR MOTHER RAISED A BITCH" she screamed.

I let go taking a step back as I winded my eyes.

"Oh my God- Lance I'm so sorry I didn't me-" she winded her eyes as she walked towards me.

"I need to leave," I said staring at the ground as I grabbed my keys and walked out the door slamming it behind me.

I started up the car at first not knowing where I was going but then had a realization.

"Lance?" a smaller man spoke as he opened the door. I lowered my hand after knocking.

"Silas" I nodded as I walked into the door.

" how's my favorite mafia boss doing" Silas smiled pouring me a drink. "I haven't seen you in ages"

I nodded " ever since I gave you up as my dealer" I scoffed sitting down while taking the drink from his hand.

"Can't say I didn't lose a good client after you gave it up" Silas nodded sitting down.

"Not that I don't like your presence but why are you here?" Silas asked raising his drink to his lips.

"To forget this night ever happened" I sighed staring down at my hand.

Silas got up with a short nod " then I have the perfect stuff for you" he walked over to a box and opened it as he grabbed a small bag of white powder as he tossed it to me.

I nodded my thanks tossing him money as I opened the bag.

"Please no, you have been more than generous these past years." Silas nodded handing me back the money.

"Very well but you will take it back when this works" I nodded

~Samanthas POV~

I picked up the phone trying to call him as I passed around his room as it went to voicemail.

I hit my foot on something as it slid out from under the bed.

"Wha-" I looked down picking up this sort of journal. I opened it flipping through the pages as I read.

I stopped dropping the book as I clasped my hand over my mouth and began to cry.

How could I have done this to him!?

Starting to post more frequently as a few of you have taken a liking to the recent chapters I have been posting.
What do you think the journal is?
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