What Am I Doing? [Completed]

Chapter 16 - Story Time

Song :  Roaring Tides 2 - Clannad Ost

~ Lydia ~ 

I looked at him, pleading for my response. He grabbed my hands and turned me, facing him. I sighed and straightened up. " Where do I start?"

"From the beginning. We're not going anywhere till it's the end."

"When my parents first came to America, they thought it was fate of how they met, getting good jobs, luck, and better lifestyle. Everything was so smooth sailing till when my Dad'd side of the family started to ask for money. My mom never knew that his family was like....poor farmers. My mother was well brought up in a wealthy family but she didn't care of wealth, status, luxury because when she met my father....she was the happiest she has ever been. They both agreed to send money over but it became a problem that they kept asking for more and more. That happened when I was 5. I would always walk in to the living room and see them gloomy, mad, and arguing with each other. On my 10th birthday, was when I realized the whole story. I completely understood everything and I connected with my aunt from my dad's side. We were pretty close and felt guilty for not doing anything besides just being here just to listen. On that same day, I would get carpooled home and I see suspicious people standing at corners but I wouldn't think mush of it cuz I thought they were just weird. Then my carpooler started to speed up and I see blurs of trees and houses. He drove passed my house and that's when I started to panic. I kept saying that I wanted to go home and that I wanted my mom. Then the car to a complete halt and made my heart drop to my stomach. I looked up and saw the shattered windshield with splats of blood. I panicked, look out the window, and see my house wasn't that far away. I ran back and the front door was open. I hear screaming and clashes up stairs so my dumb-ass...." I get cut off with his stern face. I leaned away, gave a sigh.

"I ran upstairs and peeked in a crack of my parents door. My mother saw me, lowering her hand to the side and signalling me to go away. I shifted my head to look at the person in front of her and see was a man with a gun. He wasn't wearing a mask and saw was his partner. They were the same people I saw when I walked out of school. One shot to my dad's face and my mom landed her body to the door, closing it and yelled at me in Chinese to go to my hiding spot. I ran but heard another gunshot and a thud. I panicked and ran to our library and pulled a book. I ran in, closed it, pressed a red button...I think, for emergency lock-down. Hidden cameras were all on and it turns out, there were 4 people in the house. 2 in my parent's room, 1 in my dad's office, and some fat guy in the kitchen. They weren't wearing masks. I took screenshot of each face."

He looked at me surprised and his lips sucked in. " Yes, my parents have prepared me well. Anyways, police came, caught the fay guy but he later on had a heart attack and died, the other three left. My mother was carried downstairs and calling out to me in Chinese. Telling me the safe combo and burn everything. I looked to my side and opened it. Different passports, documents of identification, a little notebook, and a gun. I scan through the documents and it turns out that my mom's side of the family were pretty powerful in their industries and own multi million dollar companies. Some of them gain money in the wrong way but not wrong enough to the point they leave trails. I was put under the care of my uncle from my mom's side of the family. I was later on put in to boarding school, learned self defense, handling weapons, survival skills, basically he was ex-military. I wasn't as sociable as much. I mean, who can you trust when your life is sooo... " Another stern face and his eyebrows lifted. " I've gotten into fights and parents started to get suspicious and asked for my parents at a PTA meeting. My uncle came, covered my tracks, swayed the board, and tah-dah, I'm off the hook." 

As I was about to continue, his expression was zoned and smiling. I looked at him with eyebrows furrowed, he snapped out and made his face expression as if he was listening. I squinted at him. "Sorry. I'm a guy sooo...."

"Hmmm....are you into little girls?" He gave a scoff and leaned in.

"If your talking about the one in front of me then yes." He wiggled his eyebrows making me snicker. "Do you by any chance have the outfit....still?" I flicked his forehead and he leaned back laughing.

"Anyways, freshman year was the year that I started to move around and then more problems came. I saw the 2 that killed my mom. I refused to eat cafeteria food so I snuck off campus and got something for myself. I walked out, thankfully a tissue on my nose, they came in my direction and I avoided contact. I put a tracking chip under their bumper and spent all after school till midnight, finding them. I found them and killed one of them." Jacob started to cough and his eyes widen. "I know. Sick right? I regretted it later on. I don't know, I guess I found religion, I guess."I couldn't tell if he was horrified, shocked, or what but he started to lean away. "The other one is in jail for life without parole and till this day, I'm still tracking the last one." I started to get up and turn as if he didn't want to hear anymore, he grabbed my hand and turned me around.

"No. Sit. Finish." I sat back down, leaned back, and crossed my arms. His knees were touching mine, sending tingling signals. 

"I was later on passed on to my aunt. She saw my 'upbringing potential' and thought that it was about time for me to live the adult life. I'm still getting support money, flowing in, from my mom's side of the family. Enough to like live off of it for the rest of my life actually. I later on during junior year started to drink and I got depressed for about a good 8 months. I mean, I was in deep emotional shit. Suicide didn't occur to me yet." He leaned next to me, wrapping his arms around me but I leaned forward but he still constricted me in his arms. 

"Good. Then I would've never met you and I would have to deal with my crazy ex probably for the rest of my life." I playfully slapped his chest and smiled.

"So, here I am. Senior Year. With you. In this weird, scandalous, mysterious relationship. I could've graduated early but I don't know why." I looked at him, smiled, and looked down. "What did you do to me? Making the fighter-don't give a shiz-risky ass chick to a softy. " He laughed and kissed my cheek, then slowly made his way down to my ear and down to my neck. His heavy breathing made me have chills all over. 

"Now explain to me, who were those guys? What warehouse? Why are you going to the other side of the world from me? Who's Big J? Who are you and what have you done to my Lydia?" I started to laugh and patted his chest for him to calm down. "They were old friends I met from the past when I was a troubled child. Saved 3 of them form the police and bailed one of them out because he stood up for me. Since I knew them, I knew Big J. I'm like his favorite female fighter. Since I knew Big J, I knew his entire family. Drugs, money, fights, foreign imports, etc. The warehouse was just a desolate location for their special fights and I was up against a girl from Poland..." He cuts me off and with a surprised jump seat with slurred words and stutters.

"Is that why I saw you at the market with bruises, cuts, and bandages all over?" I nodded my head with my lips sucked in. 

"Big J was the guy I pretty much have partnership with. He's like a brother I never had. From time to time, I would come and visit his wife and kids, just to babysit his kids, nieces, and nephews while him and his wife were away on business." He slowly then eventually smiled and I rested my head on his shoulders. "And...as for the Lydia you know, she's still here. She's just being secretive." He leaned in and gave me a deep kiss. I wrapped my hands around his neck and nudge forward. We break for a breath take and he laid down with me on top, brushing through my hair. 

"Are you gonna go? To Morocco? I don't want you to go. I don't wanna lose you again. I was so close to losing you. When you left, I felt so shitty. I couldn't finish my day knowing that fucked up and I just lost the most important person in my life." His grip on me started to tighten. 

I laid there and thought about it, leaned up, sitting on his hips. I looked down, tilting my head with my hands on his hips. I shook my head with my eyes closed. He shot up and forced his deep kiss on me, hands on my back, pulling me closer to him. 

"Lydia...I love you." I cupped his face, brushing my lips on his. 

"I love you too." 

~ ~ ~ > Whew....so much thought and work in to this. My brain is so done. What do you guys think so far?