Bad Boy Gone Good

43. Everyday

As we left the bathroom hand-in-hand, he laid on the bed and I cuddled closely to him as Josh and Mel came into our room. I raised an eyebrow and mentally rolled my eyes because I was tired, ready to slowly fall asleep in the best position ever. They both looked at us and started laughing, as soon as they pulled themselves together; they both started clapping their hands.

"Why are you guys clapping?" Vincent asked as Josh laughed in response.

"Y'all know why?"

"We really don't." I said looking straight at Mel.

"Um, we heard both of you." Josh said. Vincent and I blushed, looking at each other. We both nodded at each other. Vincent ran up to Josh as I did the same with Mel, pinning them up against the wall like they were getting arrested.

They both yelled in hurt, we laughed and gave each other a small peck as we let them go.

"But, seriously Vin. Haven't heard you cuss that many times like ever. Was she that amazing?" Josh said to the side as if I didn't head him.

"Shut your dumb ass up." Vincent said as he punched him the shoulder.

"Seriously though, haven't heard a moan like that like ever. Not even with Vanessa." We all looked at Josh in disgust and confusion.

"The other bitch and I were listening like Mel and I were doing just now." We all laughed, Vincent pulled Josh to the side as Mel and I started talking.

"So?" She said anxiously.

"So, what?"

"I heard you, what's was it like? How was he?" She said while hitting my shoulder repeatedly.

"Mel, we didn't have intercourse, like him inside me."

"Damn, y'all didn't fuck and he made you moan like that? That's funny." She said as she started cracking up and I elbowed her.

"That hurt."

"Good. He just gave me oral, I didn't give it back though. He said we don't have to do anything that I am not comfortable with."

"But you were very comfortable with that." She said after trying to hold in her laugh unsuccessfully.

"Can you stop? He was really that good, I've never felt anything like that before."

As the conversation died off, Vincent and I went back to our position in his bed, falling into a deep sleep.

Around 5am in the morning, I heard a faint cry, as if it was Amelia's cry. I wanted to get up and I was already so tired, but I did so anyways for my little princess.

As I opened her door, I saw a black figure hover over her as I screamed loudly and it went out the window.

"Mommy!" She said as she ran towards me crying. I hugged her tightly as I picked her up, running into Vincent's room and sat with her in his bed, rocking her back and forth to slow down her heart rate.

"What happened?" Josh and Vincent said with their fists up.

"I-I-I went into Amelia's room because I heard her cry... And there was a black figure hovering over her lik-like he was going to take her." I said as I was trembling with Amelia, holding me tightly as I rocked her back and forth, trying to calm her down.

Vincent dashed to her room and saw the window opened. He came back and he was boiling mad. I've seen him mad, but I've never seen him as mad as I seen him just now. His eyes went from calm to a boiling, heated red color and it was scary. I didn't want to touch him because I didn't know what he was capable of right now. I looked at Amelia as she looked restless in my arms as if she just went through the most discouraging and traumatizing thing in he life. Which it probably was, I couldn't even imagine what she felt like right now. She grabbed onto me tightly and I held her closer to my heart as she snuggled and set the stuffed animal on the side of the bed.

"I need to find out who the fuck would do this and beat the living shit out of them!" I heard Vincent scream from downstairs.

"Look, we will man. I'll get Ice." Josh said in response.

"I don't give a fuck if I die trying! Ain't nobody going to hurt my family! I don't give a fuck who the fuck you are! I am going to give them hell! I promise them this! I swear to God on my grave!" He yelled throughout the house as he punched the wall or something that gave a loud bang, loud enough to hear all the way upstairs.

I heard the door open and saw Tristan coming through the door as I scooted over for him to sit next to us. He laid on my shoulder as I cried softly to keep Amelia in her comfort with me.

"Don't worry, we are about to find them and I promise that they aren't going to get away with this. They will regret stepping foot in this house." He said in a low angry tone that scared me for a minute, almost as bad as Vincent scared me. Which caused me to rise my head up slowly and look at him with such fear.

"I wouldn't hurt you Nova, I promise you this." He said with complete shock and hurt in his face.

I moved away from him because I had no idea about what he was thinking or what he was going with this. I didn't have any thoughts, my mind wasn't thinking at all the only thing my mind could remember is that black figure hovering over Amelia. I couldn't breathe, but I had to think about Amelia because the only way that she could relax would be if I relaxed.

"So, what do you want from me?" I asked caution.

"Nothing, I am here to protect you unless something else happens. I am not here to hurt you. I promise, why are you so scared of me?" Ice said with hurt eyes that I could form out in the dark with the hallway light on.

"All of you are killers and you expect me to feel safe with you guys being capable of killing anyone and everyone?"

"Yes, because that means we wouldn't let anything happen to you, Amelia, Melanie, nor Erica. Let us do our job, please? Just think about yourself and Amelia. That's all you need to think about right now. She only reacts to you and Vin well, don't worry about us. We know how to take care ourselves." Tristan said giving me a small smile, also giving me a kiss on the forehead as I took it and he gave Amelia one too.

She whimpered and held onto me tighter with no care that she just dropped her favorite stuffed animal. Vincent came back upstairs and I asked him what he was doing as he went inside his closet. He didn't answer me, but he kissed my forehead and Amelia's as well. I screamed for Josh as he came running up the stairs and panicked.

"Where is he going? Are you and Tristan going with him? Are you guys going to get hurt?"

"Mama, breathe. Yes we are going with him and we pray not to get hurt."

"You pray? Why did you avoid the first question?" I yelled at him as Amelia whimpered again and held on to me tighter. I breathed slowly and lowered my voice.

"Josh! Ice! Let's fucking go!" Vincent called them from downstairs and they both waved goodnight as we heard a car door slam, tires screeching so early in the morning.