Leather Dreams

Glossy Death Trap

Chap 38:

Amaya pov:

Luke wouldn't stop jumping on Dexter while we all went out to a water obstacle course.

It had been three months since Dexter recovered and we had both been progressing independently and together so it was time for a much needed break.

Max and Celean kept on pushing each other down into the water while me and Milly were racing up the slide, trying not to fall.

"Luke, you're mine," I hear Celean grin as he lifts him up and gently splashes him in the water with him, holding onto his life vest.

I climb to the top of the water slide and turn to look at Milly who shoves me down.

"Traitor!!" I shout at her while she laughs as I land underwater.

I see Milly slide down after and swim my way to the edge where an annoyingly handsome face peers down at me.

"Well, look what the cat dragged in," Dexter smiles as he reaches a hand to pull me up.

"You're right. Look what the cat did drag in," I let out a cheeky smile and before he realised I yanked him in the water and climbed back up onto the inflatable.

I turned around to see his head pop out of the surface and he shakes his head, dragging his hair out of his face.

"You shouldn't have done that, sweetheart." A devious smile crawls along his face as I run on the inflatables trying to get away.

"Asshole. Go bother someone else," I smother my mischievous grin and crawl down the fake stairs.

I saw Luke at the bottom and put him behind me so Dexter grabs Luke instead.

"Go to your dad instead," as Luke gets handed in his arms.

Dexter softly pushes Luke down a small slide into Millys arms before he tries to chase me down again.

"You're such a sore loser," I say to him, climbing up on the set of stairs to another huge slide.

"Yet who is the one running?," he laughs as I get to the top but before I could go down the slide he grabs onto leg and pulls me into his arms.

"Well isn't this nice. You're definitely going down for that," as his eyes meet mine.

"Let me go," I try to squirm out of his arms but he laughs and heads to the biggest slide I subtly thought I had avoided the whole time.

"Dexter don't you dare!!" I glowered as he lets out a grin and kisses my cheek.

"What was that, princess? Didn't hear you over all that squawking." Before he holds me to him and pushes us over the edge.

I scream and he lets go of me as we land in the water.

I make my way to the surface and see his head pop up as well, swimming towards me.

"You're so annoying," I huff as he tightens my hairband so my hair wouldn't get in my face.

"Oh shush, grumpy. You loved it. Like how you love me,"

He laughs when he sees me groan and shake my head.

Ever since I confessed he's been teasing the shit outta me and keeps on bringing up the fact that we both love each other now.

"You're so cringe," I sigh while both of us swim back.

"You didn't say that when you were riding me last night-"

Safe to say he got his head dunked in the water again.

————————————(Time Skip)

Dexter pov:

Going to see her was something everyone was against apart from Amaya.

She knew I needed closure and this was the only way I could get some. To let myself know that finally its all done.

"Just take a seat and she'll be with you in a moment,"

I sigh and lean back, fiddling with the rings on my fingers. I brush over my empty ring finger and let out a small smile.

"I knew you'd be back. You could never stay away for long," her voice made me have the urge to throw up but I clench my jaw and look at her.

Wila smiles and sits in front of me with her sickening blonde hair all messy and eyes sunken in.

"Hello, Wila,"

"I knew you would come for me. You missed mommy didn't you? How you sang my name so sweet while I had you under me-"

I squeeze my hands in a fist but took in a deep breath. She's behind glass and I'm not.  Shes in jail now, I'm safe.

I think of Amayas face and my temper barely gets under control.

"I came here to see you for one final time. What you did to me, no person should ever go through and-"

"Oh please, stop being a big baby. You liked it when my tits were shoved in your face-"

"I was almost passed out drunk and you were married to my father-"

"You were aroused. I helped you out and now you're turning this into a huge unnecessary deal,"

"What the fuck?"

"Listen you just don't want to admit it but you're in love with me. You're obsessed with my pussy and you're in denial about it,"

My jaw dropped as a triumphant smirk crawls across her face.

She's actually fucking crazy. I never knew it was this bad. I always thought she knew what she was doing was wrong but now I see it clearly.

She's just a fucking psychopath.

"When I saw you in the shower for the first time I knew that body was meant for me. You're cock was pulsing hard-"

"Woahh lady!! You're actually fucked up"

She winks at me like thats a compliment.

"Luke is-"

Her mood instantly soured and she scowled at me when I mentioned my son.

"Why are you talking about that devil spawn? He was just a tool to make you see through your denial. Instead you got too attached to the thing instead of me. Fucking waste if you ask me. He was my only regret because my plan backfired,"

"You fucking bitch. Thats my son that you're talking about,"

"But thats where you're wrong, baby. He's mine as well. He came out of my perfect pussy from your sperm. There will always be a part of me with you,"

I felt like throwing up.

"Luke is nothing like you. Say whatever you want but he will always and forever be my son. And I will protect him and my future children for the rest of my life from sick freaks like you,"

I ran a hand through my hair as she smiles slyly at me.

"Say whatever you want, honey. I'll always be here locked up. Waiting for you to finally realise,"

I shake my head and stand up, looking down at her sitting in the chair.

"You tell me that you'll wait but you're practically begging. Like a mutt. Goodbye, Wila. Lets see how far you're willing to wait,"

I noticeably knocked on the glass as the realisation settled onto her face and left.

Some things aren't worth your anger or confrontation.

Some things happen because they are pathetic and need to be done.

But ultimately one thing is for sure and thats it does eventually lead to a good outcome.

I glance down at my empty ring finger and make my way towards my bike, walking away from the past and staring my future.

(Ahhhh next chap is the lasttt. Guys I'm lowkey sad cause I've worked on this for a year and a half.)

(Finallyy its all coming together)