Lust

Chapter 14-Alex

"Worthless boy!" My dad shouts at me as I'm crying on my bed the shape of his belt imprinted on my body.

Bile stings my throat as I hold back the scraps of food I had for dinner.

"Take it like a man! Don't cry like a little girl! You knew that you weren't aloud to talk to the Lain boy but you don't fucking listen do you!" He screams as an intense buzzing noise fills my ears.

"I'm sorry!" I barely even get out because my lungs feel like someone has tied a zip tie around them constricting my breathing.

But that's when a bright light comes into sight and it starts speaking but it's too far away.

"Alex wake up," the light murmurs.

Now I see what the light is- it's an angel.

"Alex wake up!" It yells and instantly my body shoots up and the angel disappears into the darkness.

A hand is on my chest and I immediately flip the intruder onto their back.

The sun rising over the hill barely illuminates the room but the light is enough to show the faint outline of the person pinned under me, my hand wrapped around their neck.

I'm panting and confused and angry and happy and all the other things I can be.

"Bella?" My hand loosens and starts to shake.

Embarrassment burns my body like a wild fire.

Wait, "what the hell are you doing here?" I ask my voice trembling a bit.

She pushes me of off her but still continues lying on my bed.

"Your screaming woke me up", she says concern coating her words, her hair splayed across the pillow.

"No I mean what are you doing here in this house. You haven't been here in months," I say anger fading into complete and utter sadness.

She scoffs "it's my brothers house ass hole and I'm the one meant to be living in it not the whole bloody suicide squad," she huffs out frustratedly.

"So I'm meant to believe that after you said that you never wanted to see us ever again you come willingly here?" I ask not believing her half truths.

"Ok fine Roman and Jack sort of kidnapped me, happy!" She whisper yells.

Anger boils my blood like I'm about to fucking explode "they did fucking what?" My voice contrasts with her quite whisper as my voice booms across the house.

"Shhhhhh keep your fucking voice down you idiot!" She whisper yells once again.

I wave of confusion washes over me "why?" I ask, my brows creasing.

"Because if you keep on screaming loud enough to cause an avalanche then jack and Roman will wake up and realise I'm not in the bed anymore," she says like it's a perfectly reasonable explanation.

Did they fuck her? "Why the fuck are they in your bed?" I snarl at her as I tug on a pair of sweatpants my chest still bare.

"Number 1, Roman told me you went full on silent mode again and this is definitely not silence and number two if you're insinuating that I fucked them then you are so fucking wrong. They wouldn't leave my bedroom in fear that I would runaway again or something so they were literally curled up against me all night," as much as she tries to force hate into her words I know she barely thought them to get out of her room.

A fierce desire to run my fingers through her hair posses me and I have to curb my hands into fists to refrain.

She yawns as she stands up and runs her fingers through her hair lighting the desire to do it myself brighter.

"Where are you going?" I ask, fear running through my veins like fire.

She can't leave, not again.

"Back to my room," she says like it was obvious and it probably was but I can't think clearly not after she left us again.

Not after we drove her away.

After I drove her away.

"I'm going out, you can stay here," my voice cracks a bit like a teenager going through puberty and heat crawls up my neck.

If she noticed she doesn't let on "I have my own bedroom dude," she responds her voice thick with amusement.

Dude? She just fucking called me dude, no way did she just fucking call me that.

I let out a sound that is close to a growl.

"Did you just fucking growl at me?" She asks, anger mixing with amusement.

I ignore her question "your bedroom is overrun with dogs," I say not thinking about my words before they come out.

Shit I just called two of my best friends dogs, this is why I should keep my fucking mouth shut.

I wasn't angry that she liked them, I was angry that she didn't like me.

I stormed out of my room determined to stop running my mouth.

I sounded like a teenage girl whose favourite hobby was gossiping and applying lip gloss.

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My fists hit the punching bag that has been my target for a good few hours, my skin covered in sweat.

The music playing so loud that I don't even think the sound proof walls can conceal the blaring noise of the base guitar.

Suddenly the music stops and moaning to sound from the speakers.

For fuck sake Jack, can't you keep it in your pants for two fucking minutes.

I turn the speaker off immediately, not wanting the whole house to think that I was watching whatever shit jack was into.

The guy could fuck anyone but no he's resorted to jerking off like a teenager.

Why hasn't he stopped watching it yet? He has Bella back so what is the fucking need?

I walk up the stairs prepared to tell him to stop watching that shit.

Have they told Michael yet about Bella? I assume no, knowing that he's on his business trip which in other words is having a meeting with his family about new shipments.

He's been more distance, staying away for extended periods of time.

I can't say anything about it though knowing that I did everything to hide from the truth.

I walk into my room first wanting to get a shower but my heart stops when I walk in to see Bella lying on my bed, my heart starts to feel weird when I process the fact that she didn't leave.

I walk slowly out of my room not risking waking her up.

I open the door to her bedroom and see Jack and Roman with one headphone in each of their ear.

I see the video from my spot beside the door and freeze.

"You fucking filmed it," I snarled, my hands back in familiar fists.

The video of all five of us on the night of Hailey and Christians party plays whilst both of those fuckers smile like they just won a fucking prize.

He's not been watching random girl he's been watching our girl.

"Dude you had that and didn't even mention it?" I ask sounding like I want the video which I definitely did.

Every night I remember the softness of her skin, the sweet sounds she makes when I have her on her back for me.

Even the thought of her wanting me has my cock straining against my pants.

"Why? You want it?" Of course I fucking did, him and Roman loved seeing how far they could wind me till I broke.

Well I know one thing that I broke; my fucking vow of silence.

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Authors note
This chapter is absolute balls but it's nearly two in the morning and I have school tomorrow dude.
Hailey I hope you like the bracelet I made you 😘😛