Brianna's POV. ⬆️
I smile and present this happy and chirpy facade but truly I'm not happy.
God knows how hard I'm trying to push through and get past the fact that the love of my life was gunned down and is no longer here with me.
I missed everything about Lucas Grey. I missed his smile and his touch. His smell, I missed touching his hair, I missed his corny jokes.
It was selfish of me to have Mike stringing along with me because I don't feel anything for him.
He is a sweet guy though. But not Lucas sweet. I missed arguing and fighting and then we would make crazy make-up sex after. Mike wouldn't even stick around long enough to argue with me. He lets me have everything my way.
He was too perfect for me.
Last night when I watched the reunion between Hailey and Mr. Hales, It ticked off the loneliness and brokenness I felt inside.
I was jealous I must admit. I wanted to feel that intense love again.
"Babe breakfast is ready" I heard Mike call and I rolled my eyes.
He was everything any woman would want but I guess I'm not just any woman.
The night before Lucas died, he transferred a ton load of money to my account. I mean a lot of money.
I didn't tell anyone about it. I couldn't even bring myself to use it. He knew he was going to die. He left a letter which I would read in times like this but I got fed up one time and burned it.
"I'm coming," I say and get up from his bed and wrap myself up in a blanket. Again his house was spotless. Everything was in place. Opposite to Lucas who had dirty clothes everywhere.
I met with Mike in the kitchen and we had bacon and cheesy grits with orange juice with fruits on the side.
"Thank you baby" I smiled when I Swallowed the last drop of juice.
We got dressed and left out.
Hailey's POV.
I smiled without opening my eyes.
It was the first time I'm drinking and didn't get a hangover in the morning.
This apartment was similar to the one in Portland just that this one was bigger.
The bed was also plusher and I could tell they were clean.
He was already up.
Last night he told me everything.
I only wondered why he didn't tell me. Or why he waited three whole months. We could've kept our distance.
Could we not?
Getting out the bed I looked at myself in the mirror.My hair was all over the place and his shirt was right under my butt.
I couldn't wait to see his face. Quickly walking out of the room I entered a small hallway. I walked to the end and there he was on his computer looking out the wide, tall windows.
"Um yes just let me know when yuh available and I'll be there to sign the documents," he said on the phone talking.
"Alright browning" he half smiled and my morning was just ruined.
Browning?
His eyes moved to me and the smile is no longer on my face. He was smiling a hella hard
"Who is browning," I asked and his smile fell.
"Jah know babes? A jus wah lawyer weh a deal with mi ting" he said like it isn't a big deal that he is flirting with her.
"Oh," I said feeling my anger rising and wanting to leave already.
"Weh yuh mean oh...a nuh nothing fi yuh worry bout...she just a do har job good" he tried to defend his obvious disrespect?
"Alright Christian" I said and i instantly thought if he was fucking her or anyone else.
Without thinking my mouth opened.
"Have you been with anyone during that time?" I asked him and he sucked his teeth.
"Weh dis a come from" he asked standing up and I folded my arms reading his facial expressions carefully trying to find any evidence I could.
"Just ansa mi question" I barked out upset that he's being so oblivious to my agitation.
"who yah talk to so" he retorted looking at me like I lost couple screws in my head. I sucked my teeth walking back into the room.
Weh mi tings dem deh.
I spot my shoes in the corner. Walking into the bathroom I saw my clothes folded up on the counter.
Picking them up I walked back in the room.
"To answer yuh question no...believe it or not" he said staring at me walking through the room door.
"Ok" I said wanting to leave because I'm a hypocrite really. But in my defense, I thought he was dead.
"So wah bout you...yah fuck nobody else," he asked bluntly and my heartbeat exhilarated.
"No" I couldn't meet his eyes. Well, I didn't but almost did.
"So who deh boy deh yuh did deh club with?" He asked folding his arms now.
"Mi no know him I met him there" I told him and he nodded his head.
"Alright...mi ago take yuh word fi it" he said and walked over to me. I wonder if he saw us.
"When last yuh go portland?" He asked changing the topic and my mind went to my grandmother. She's there by herself. Except Mavis who is helping her around.
"Since I moved here...was thinking to go on holiday" I told him and I wondered why he asked.
"Yea I want to make a move but I'm still not sure," he said and he looked lost in his thought for a second.
"How school yuh adjusting alright?" He asked to change the topic again. His question made me think about how badly I'm struggling.
" yeah so far" I lied. He was silent, I looked at him and my face broke out into a smile.
"Bwoy how yuh lie suh" he asked with a smile coming towards me. His precious smile.
He fell on top of me.
"Move" I tried pushing him off me but he lay stilled unmoving.
Our eyes locked and a stupid smile take over my face.
"I missed you" I told him wrapping my legs around his body.
"show me" he said looking up at me with daring eyes.
"Stop mi aguh bathe" I told him trying to come off him but he held me in place.
"We can bathe after" he said pushing his hand under my shirt. He pinched my nipples.
"Christian!" I yelled at the impact. I pulled his hands away.
"How yah move suh Hailey" He pulled his hands away sounding pissed off now.
"Mi wah bathe...yuh no smell me?" I asked and though I don't smell anything I know I was sweating last night plus mi wah shaved.
"Mi no smell nothing but alright do yuh ting" he said getting off me sounding slightly upset
Our eyes meet and he looked away same time.
"Come with me no" I eased up pulling him back from walking away."Alright" he replied calmly and we both went into the shower.
I stripped and so did he. His gaze never left my body.
He began washing my body as his hand came dangerously close to my sensitive area. Right where I wanted him to touch a long time ago.
His teasing eyes stared into mines as I welcomed the feeling I missed so desperately.
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ParanormalWhen a Jamaican 18-year-old teen's fantasies come to life with her math teacher, she's faced with her desires and the harsh consequences that come with them.