The Good Boy and The Bitch

football, sweat pants, and closure

I stepped away from the man groaning in pain on the floor and walked towards Dean. He was still good-looking. He looked like he hadn’t even been in prison; the only noticeable difference was he was bigger. I let my eyes wonder of his muscular form. Impressive, I thought, I wonder if he could bench-press me. I shook my head at the though scolding myself.

“Do you like what you see?” Dean asked smirking at me.

“Did you work out while locked up?” I asked still looking over his body; I couldn’t help it. He looked delicious.

“Yeah that was about all you could do,” He said shrugging.

I stepped towards him hesitantly, suddenly nervous. I stopped when my feet touched his and I looked into his eyes. His eyes are so brown they almost look black. I let my eyes wonder over his face, over his strong jaw line, I glanced at his hair to see it was cut short and styled to spike up in the front, then I let my eyes land on his soft full lips. Memories rushed in as I stared at them, all the kisses we share hit me like a ton of bricks almost knocking me over.

I met Dean’s eyes again to see them roaming my face also. I heard someone clear his throat behind us, I looked over Dean’s shoulder and I felt a smile grace my face.

“Antonio!” I yelled running towards him wrapping my arms around his slim frame.

“Well it’s good to see you too,” He said laughing. I pulled away looking at Dean’s younger brother, he was my favorite of all of Dean’s gang members.

“I haven’t seen you in forever! Where have you been?” I asked excitedly.

“Here, I was one of the only ones who didn’t get sent away.”

I noticed everyone was staring at us and I realized I had greeted Antonio better than I greeted Dean. I looked over at Dean to see him slightly frowning and I felt my heart tug. “He really missed you,” Antonio whispered in my ear.

“Obviously, he kidnapped me.”

Antonio laughed, “Well when he called your house your parents hung up on him and wouldn’t let him talk to you.”

“You called?” I asked Dean.

His head snapped up looking me in the eyes, “Of course I called, I wrote you also.”

I felt my heart thump in my chest, “You wrote?” I asked breathlessly.

He nodded his head and I felt my heart ache. I though I was over him, I thought I could move on and never look back. Boy was I wrong, it’s easy to forget someone when you haven’t talked to them in three years, but when he is standing in front of you looking miserable your thoughts change. I couldn’t be with him though Jayden no Shelby Jayden cheated on you, he doesn’t want you, I told myself. If Dean wanted me back he was going to have to work hard, he was going to have to change his ways. I still don’t know if I really could be with him, but I knew I needed to be at least a little mad that he kidnapped me.

“You do realize I’m furious that you had me kidnapped,” I said trying to keep emotion out of my voice.

“I do, I knew you wouldn’t be pleased with being took against your will.”

“Can I leave?” I asked.

His face fell, “I don’t want to make you stay, but I don’t want you to leave.”

Antonio put his hand on my shoulder, “Didn’t Rick say you had been cheated on?” he asked.

The image of Jayden and Stephanie kissing flashed in my head and I felt my body stiffen. “So?” I asked keeping my back to him.