Handcuffs and stripper heels

Sick

/3 weeks later/

Major time skip i know but not much has happened. Nicoles always at my house moneys being made and im still cute.

One thing has changed, lucas. He comes to the club every night leaves flowers in my room and doesnt say anything about it or to me. I did slap him and tell him to fuck off when he tried talking to me.

As i was taking out my flexi rods nicole walked in with The Look. "What nicole?" I asked already knowing i wasnt going to like it. Then she made things worse...she hesitated. Nicole wasnt scared to say anything.

"Look im not helping you hide a body dont tell me if you killed someone, if you stabbed someone-"

"Its about lucas" she said plopping on the edge of my bed.

"Did he die?" I asked and she frowned playing with the ends of her hair.

"Ok i know youre going to say no but you cant lucas is sick really sick and i have his favorite can of soup and his medicine but i cant take it to him because my brothers comming into town" she finally admitted.

"You dont have a brother" i rolled my eyes taking out the rest of my rods.

"monet im serious please just do this for me" nicole said using my real name so i know she was serious and i groaned.

I cringed as i knocked on the door to lucas' house. It looked nice from the outside with plush green grass blue exterior and a cop car and black mercedes parked infront.

"Hey nico- monét...what are you doing here?" He asked. He looked horrible. The tip of his nose and his eyes were red his hair was flat and he had on sweats and a black hollister long sleved shirt.

"You look horrible" i accidentaly blurted and he glared before he sneezed and turned around to plop on the couch.

"Wheres nicole? She said she was comming to make me soup and bring me medicine" he sniffled.

"You had nicole...comming to make you food" i laughed dropping the bag and closing the door. "She cant cook for shit, she gave me a can of soup"i laughed harder.

I truly felt bad for him this was ridiculous. He cant cook and neither can she.

"How about this you go take a nice hot shower and ill make you some fresh soup" i suggested walking across the hardwood floor.

"In 10 minutes my body is so sore" he groaned turning his head in the pillow.

"Lucas it will help more if you do it now" i said softly, rubbing his back and he gasped softly.

"Feels good" he groaned and i stopped and he groaned again.

"Shower.now" i told him and he gave me a childish glare before stomping upstairs. I laughed never have seeing a grown man act so childish.

Going in the kitchen i started cutting up vegetables seasonings and chicken breast. He better be thankful or this meat wont be the only meat getting cut. I threw some hot peppers and hot sauce in to knock the cold right out.

Right when it was almost done lucas walked in with a fresh white muscle shirt black sweat pants and nike socks. "Smells good" he said standing directly behind me making my body tingle.

"Thanks nicole says the same thing when i cook" i smile stiring the pot before turning it off.

"I wasnt talking about the food" he says huskily before getting a bowl from the top shelf his shirt rising up showing abs. I couldnt help but to lick my lips and quickly walk away.