Mama's boy

Chapter 6

(2016)

A.N. You guys, we got to 1K view on the book in such a short time, thank you so incredibly much to every single one of you.

I hope you'll enjoy this chapter even if it's a bit different from the previous couple, it's fundamental for the story line so just sit tight, and Lauren is definitely hot as hell in here.
I promise as soon as this one gets enough recognition I'll post the next one that's lighter.

TRIGGER WARNING: Lauren deals with sensitive topics in this chapter, so if you're sensitive to it I suggest to be careful.

What a hell of a day, when I said it was busy I didn't expect it to be that busy.

After dropping Gabe off at preschool it felt like half of the day was gone, but I couldn't be any more wrong.

Even if we took our mornings slow and woke up early to have time to get ready enjoying our time together it was nothing compared to all the time we wouldn't see each other that day.

I had three hours of lectures that went by pretty quickly, I took notes and doodled in the margin of the notebook thinking about how well Gabe took Camila's presence the day before, I asked myself if it was a good thing or not, I even got to the point where I asked myself if I was jealous of my child's attentions for the other girl.

I was being ridiculous, at the end of my reflection I decided it was good for him to have those social skills that he certainly didn't take from me.

Even more so because Camila was going to spend some more time with us and it wouldn't be easy if he didn't take it well.

I was biting my lower lip while drawing some sort of complex dragonfly on a blank page when I noticed everybody storming off of the room, only then I realized I spaced out completely for the last part of the lecture.

I ran home to get ready for work and made myself a sandwich to eat on my way there.

I realized very late I was headed to the same mansion I visited earlier that week, my blood went instantly cold in my veins as I mentally went through all the possibilities of what could be waiting for me there.

I took even myself by surprise when at the exact moment I parked the car I was full in character as the unbelievably cold girl that had no feelings at all, I only felt the need to check if my gun was correctly loaded and ready, just in case.

As I got in front of the door the worst feeling took over my body, but it wasn't all bad, it was as if my instinct was trying to warn me.

I stopped and took out the gun from the pocket of the hoodie where I always kept it, and where it was last time I was here and tuck it in my jeans, where the waistband disguised the tiny weapon well enough under the large hoodie.

I heard steps on the other side of the door, quite close actually, but nobody opened it, according to my instructions I had to let myself in again, something was off about the whole situation.

Only for precaution I rapidly grabbed my jackknife from the backpack and let it fall into my right loose boot where it stayed perfectly invisible against my ankle.

I took a breath and felt myself walking through the door.

From that moment on the entire experience felt incorporeal, as if I was watching myself on a screen without having the least control over any of my actions or emotions.

Two huge men grabbed me as soon as I was in the building.

I didn't resist. Some part of me knew that they weren't my actual threat. They were supposed to scare me and follow orders, there was no reason for me to try to resist them, even more so when each of 'em was easily twice as my size.