Chapter 8 - Nobody\'s perfect

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Desiree shrugged and looked at Samson with fear and insecurity. Samson heaved a very long sigh,

“Give me the phone, Dez,” He asked, holding his hand out for her to put the phone in.

I wonder who it is. I knew that Dez has had boy problems in the past and that this one guy in particular really hurt her somehow but that’s all I know about that subject. I have become quite close to Dez these past couple of weeks. She knows how to have a good time and how to cheer you up when you’re down. She is an amazing dancer and just watching her, I can see how much she loves it and enjoys it. Dez is always smiling and being her bubbly self that never gets a break from jumping or moving. If she’s just sitting on the couch, watching TV, she can’t help but fiddle or shift positions all the time. She’s like a constant ball of energy that just has to be released.

Dez dropped her phone in Samson’s hand and he picked it up, “What do you want, asshole” Samson answered with his voice cold and annoyed, “She’s not here at the moment… She obviously doesn’t want to talk to you and that’s why she block your number… We know you change your number to get hold of her, Hayden, so just leave her alone before we call the cops.”

Samson was almost yelling in the phone at the end. Drake was hugging Dez from behind in a comforting gesture because she was sort of frozen in shock. Who ever this Hayden guy is, he’s a total loser and has some sort of obsession with Dez. I got up off the bed and sort of hobbled over to her to give her a hug. She hugged me back, burying her face in my shoulder and letting silent tears leak from her eyes. I smiled at Drake behind her, not really knowing what to do but you could see in his eyes the hurt, sadness and love in his eyes.

It was obvious he is madly in love with her and she is clueless of his affections. Seeing her hurting and scared like this is hurting him and it’s so obvious, I’ll have to talk to her alone soon.

I could still hear Samson yelling into the phone to tell this dude to piss off and leave his sister alone. Dez was shaking from sobs in my arms and I was comforting her, whispering in her ear that everything will be all right and rubbing her back,

“WHAT!?” Samson suddenly yelled, “No, no, no, no! Go back home you little bastard and leave my sister alone,”

He had a look of anger on his face and I would be pretty scared if I didn’t really know him as well as I do. He looked pretty menacing and I am guessing that this psycho (no offence if anyone is or knows someone who is) stalker freak is in Parramatta at the moment.

“Why the hell would I tell you where she is living at the moment? Are you stupid?” Samson asked then hung up, “Grr,” He shouted and threw her phone on the bed, “Why did you have to become friends with this ass wipe, Dez?” He asked.

Dez looked at the floor and sniffed one last time, wiping her eyes and looking at her brother, “I’m sorry because I really wanted to know know what having a stalker is like. I think you\'re forgetting I only knew him for a day,” She said simply, sarcasm dripping from her tone and hitting Samson like a bomb,

“You know I didn’t mean it like that, Dez. I’m so sorry, I know you don’t want Hayden following you like this and I shouldn’t have said anything.”

Samson’s eyes showed nothing but regret, sadness and love for his sister. Desiree’s just stared at him blankly, blinking a couple of times before turning on her heel and storming out the door, grabbing Drake’s hand in the process and dragging him out too.

Samson let out a frustrated growl and grabbed at his very short, black hair but no getting any grip,

“I have to go, thanks for last night it was what I needed to get out of this stupid chaos with Hayden and Dez. See ya later,” Samson pulled on his shirt and his jeans – because he was only in his boxers – and pulled his socks on as he walked out of the door calling for his sister and Drake. A couple of seconds later I hear the door front door close and a couple more seconds later I heard a car turn on and leave rather fast.

“OH! Desiree’s phone,” Lenny said, picking it up.

“We can drop it off on our way to the hospital, later,” I said to him, “Which reminds me, we’re going soon my appointments at one o’clock.” I hobbled into my room that I shared with Lenny and got into the shower. A few minutes later I heard the bathroom door open and Lenny called out,

“Honey?”  Lenny asked, sounding a little excited but unsure at the same time. I wonder what he’s up to... He always had this silly smile on his lips when he’s up to something mischievous. I couldn’t help but think how much I have fallen in love with him throughout the past couple of weeks.

“Yeah?” I asked, a smile forming on my lips thinking about how he loves me just as much. I could seriously consider spending the rest of my life with him, sharing my children and grandchildren with. I sighed and closed my eyes, leaning my head back, letting the water cascade down my face and chest, down my stomach and legs before hitting the floor. My hair was in ringlets down my back from being wet.

“Can I join you?” Lenny asked from right next me, snaking his arms around my waist and kissing my neck over and over, nuzzling it making me giggle,

“Do I really have to answer that?” I asked, feeling closer to him now that I had realised how much I do love him, “Just kiss me,” I sighed and he crashed his lips to mine...

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Half an hour later and we both stepped out of the shower, and no we didn’t do anything more than making out because it’s kind of impossible with this massive cast on my leg,

“I promise baby, when we get back,” I said to Lenny, running my fingers through his now darker hair from being wet. I tugged on it and kissed him lightly but passionately, “I love you,” I whispered in his ear and I felt him freeze,

“Um, Lenny?” I asked, pulling away and looked at him in the eye. I smile slowly spread across his face and by the time his lips had finished stretching across his perfect white teeth, I was smiling too.

“Say that again, gorgeous,” My heart swelled a bit at him calling me gorgeous. Every time I look in the mirror I see the hideous scar, that Eammon had left, going down the side of my face,

“I love you more than my own life, Len John Ruela Pearce,” I used his full name and kissed him lightly,

“As do I, Summer Rachelle Rodriguez,” Lenny replied, using my full name as well.

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