Dont Let Go, Watch Me Burn

22: Backup Plans

Courtney's POV

-FLASHBACK TO LAST NIGHT-

I woke up with Vic's arms wrapped tightly around me.

I turned my head to find that he was still completely asleep and I sighed.

I tried to wiggle my way out of his arms and eventually I managed to.

I looked at the clock that rested on Vic's nightstand.

12 o' clock. In the morning.

He would still be awake. 

I know that he is.

I quickly threw on my skimpiest dress and dabbed on thick eyeliner.

The red lace of the dress barely came past my ass and the eyeliner made me more attractive and mysterious than I really am; even though Vic would disagree.

I slid on a pair of red stilettos and looked in the mirror again.

I hated my reflection.

I hated what I was about to do.

I quickly wrote a note with cherry red lipstick on the mirror that rested near the foot of Vic's bed.

It read, "I've gone to find someone. I'll be back soon, don't worry."

I hopped in my grungy car and smiled.

Tonight would be wild.

Vic's POV

I woke up feeling cold.

Courtney wasn't there next to me and I didn't know where she could possibly be?

How had she snuck out?

I saw the cryptic note on the mirror.

I walked down the stairs and to my living room, and there Courtney was.

She was dressed in red lingerie, and her hair was matted to her head.

"Thanks for pounding me last night babe," she muttered. "It was good."

"What?" I asked.

Courtney's POV

I knocked on his door.

I would tell him he was this baby's father.

He opened the door and I was once again shocked by how beautiful this man is.

"Hey babe, uh listen. Now is not the best..."

I cut him off by kissing him hard. His hands circled around my waist and he lifted me up. This wasn't who I loves but damn it it was right.

"You look so damn sexy babe," he whispered seductively in my ear.

"I know," I whispered back, running my hands along his hard stomach.

And that was it. I woke up naked in his bed and he was gone.

I hadn't even been able to tell him about his child. It wasn't Vic's child just because he said that it is.

I love him so much, but dammit, Victor Fuentes can be a real idiot.

Nothing would make this baby his.

I felt no remorse about screwing Tony. None at all.

He must not be very happy in his current relationship with his little boyfriend if he is so willing to be mine when I need it.

When I need it. Maybe he needed it too.

I drove back to Vic's, extremely early, and crashed on the couch, not thinking about the state I was in.

-FLASHBACK OVER-

"What?" Vic asked again.

"I-I," I spluttered.

"You said I had sex with you?"

"No I had sex with T..." I stopped myself.

What was I saying?

"I didn't do anything with anyone last night." I replied, trying to sound innocent.

"Really? I believe you because I love and adore you, not because evidence supports you."

He kissed my forehead and walked away, into the kitchen.

I felt terrible now.

Seeing his face believing every word I uttered made it real.

"Vic," I said as I walked into the kitchen.

He looked up at me, something in his hands. I couldn't see what it was.

"Yeah darling?" He asked me, smiling.

I said it the most quickly I've ever said anything.

"Last night I had sex with Tony and it was amazing. I felt wanted and he made me feel needed. You don't do that."

"What?" He asked me, clearly shocked.

"I said I had sex with Tony."

"You had sex with one of my best friends and my brother's boyfriend?"

"Yes." I responded.

I believe the reality of what I'd said, finally sunk in as Vic dropped the small black box that read "kay jewelers" on the counter.

He darted out of that room faster than I've ever seen him move.

I walked over to the box and opened it.

Inside was a ring that had "Vic & Courtney," engraved on it.

I felt an emotionless tear run down my face.

I've gone from being over emotional to feeling no emotion.

I don't deserve feel.

Vic's POV

I darted out of the kitchen;

I was calling Mike.