Playing the Player's Game

Chapter Twelve : The Plan

The Plan

True Bennington POV

I looked over at Don who looked skeptical of my plan. I was biting my lip in anticipation for her reaction.

"I-I'll try, True. But no promises. I'll always be here when the plan is over though if I can't stick it out." she said, pouring herself another cup of coffee.

I nodded. It saddened me but I couldn't be upset with her. If anything I understand but in the end, it'll all be worth it.

"So, take me home." I said, stretching.

It was 9:40 a.m. on a Saturday morning. I left Mando in the bed, surprised she was even home.

"As you wish." she said.

My feelings was hurting. I can't lie. I thought about the possibility that Don wouldn't want anything to do with the plan but I really needed her.

And what if she doesn't want to wait on me? What if she just leaves me?

"True, what's wrong with you?" Don asked, grabbing my hand.

I stopped walking out of the door. I kept my gaze on the ground.

"Nothing Don." I said, looking at the carpets.

"Come on beautiful, tell me." she said.

"I-i just don't want you to get tired of me before I finish the plan. But I have to do this plan. It's important." I said, "But I really do want to be with you, Don."

"I said I'll try, beautiful. I don't make promises I can't keep but I promise that I'll try." she said.

I smiled and hugged her. "Thank you."

Part of me was still sad.

"So, when does the plan start?" she asked.

"Well, we got tickets for the comedy show tomorrow. I have an appointment Monday." I said.

"And I have a shoot Tuesday."

"So Wednesday." we said together.

"Jinx, you owe me a soda." I said, laughing at her confused face.

"Short stuff." she said, ruffling my hair.

"Come on daddy long legs." I said, smiling at her.

She frowned and stuck her tongue at out me. "I like it when you call me daddy."

We both laughed, her arm wrapping around my shoulders and leading me down to her car.

Lexington Wells POV

I was missing Mando. Like real bad. I wasn't used to her not banging on my door randomly and fucking me senseless.

It was only a distraction, true but it was so damn good. I wasn't tryna be a sideline my whole life but there was something I saw in Mando. Something like hope.

I groaned, staring at the door willing her to bang on it and use me!

Oh my God, I'm broken.

How in the hell wants to be used? I shook my head, grabbing the bottle of scotch and pouring another glass.

I need to know
That somehow forever is real
And we can grow through whatever we feel
We could be like rose petals, Olympic gold medals
Or pretend we're kids and run through like every field
See, it gets much deeper than we think
Cause sometimes, you don't just fall
It gets much deeper, and you sink
And you're immersed in it's love, so nothing else seems to matter
Though there's wholeness in the moment
It's nothing for things to shatter
So, can we break it down to a science
If love is chemistry, then you and I could be it's ions
If love is mostly strength, then you and I could be the iron
And we carry the weight 'til it hurts
Do anything to make this shit work
Cause love won't always be easy
I just promise my all when you need it
And you'd be on time when I need you
And we'd vow to always be see through cause
There's no progress without some digression
And love is boring without some aggression

I poured another glass and threw it back. Why was I missing Mando so bad? I laid on the couch and listened to the music.

Just believe that you and I are supposed to be together
Baby, put your hands up and we can reach forever
Just believe that you and I are supposed to be together
Put your fucking hands up

I need to know that it's possible to love you
Like they do it in movies, baby
I need to know that it's possible to feel you
Like you're never ever moving
I, I, I see, so I believe in you
Cause I love the way you do me
I, I, I see, so I believe in you
Hey, baby, we can make it, make it right

I felt myself drink another scotch. I was beyond drunk right now. I heard a knock on the door and dove for it.

Please be Mando. Please be Mando. Please be Mando.

I pulled it open and saw the last person I expected to be at my door.

"Angel?" I asked.

She nodded, "Fuck me."

She crashed her lips onto mine and pushed me onto the couch.

The sex was good but it could never chalk up to Mando's. If she came back, I bet my dumb ass would say yes.

No, I knew my dumb ass would say yes.

Mandolin Carter POV

This wasn't for me. I guess I understand why True was so upset about me not coming home and disappearing at night. I woke up and she was already gone.

No note, no call, no text, no nothing. Just gone.

Now I get why she was hurting so much. But at least I wasn't falling for someone else.

Well, I guess I did. I had mad love for Lexi but not more than I had for True. Speaking about Lexington, I missed her.

This is why I had her. Whenever I was lonely or just needed something easy. True wouldn't notice anyways, she's hardly ever home.

I kind of missed the days where I'd come home and she went off on me. I was being crazy, childish, and all but I missed Lexi.

I decided right within this minute, that tomorrow would be the day I got Lexi back.

True wasn't going nowhere.

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