Fireworks (Player's Chronicles) Volume II {Complete}

Chapter T2e0nty

T2e0nty

*Natalie*

Love kills. My mother is right. I grieve for the death of her relationship. It also kills what inkling of belief I have about experiencing bliss and utter happiness from love. All it does is, it hurts and murders anybody who have fallen prey to it. So, why should I love someone unconditionally? Someone who at one point was a stranger to me?



A lot of people have either died or killed for love. Love can actually make or break a person’s whole being too. Sometimes, it drives people crazy that in the end they meet their own demise at the hands of their loved one.



I say love is fucked up. It’s so fucked up that others use love as an excuse to cheat on their partner, steal, lie, and everything else in between. How does love make the world go ‘round then?



Better to love and lose love than never love at all. What a crock of shit! Why do people subject themselves to a world full sorrow and pain if they knew that that’s where it’s heading? It’s a fucked up world we live in.



In my mother’s case, it’s all Love conquers all scenario. How selfish could someone be in that situation? She didn’t even sound or look like she had any regret for letting this slaughter on a relationship happen for the sake of her own happiness.



My mom is gallivanting with her man – who isn’t dad – all over Amsterdam. It was a waste of time for me and the idiot to even pursue her if she wasn’t so easy to budge to begin with. She already made up her mind right from the start. I wonder if dad knows about Cedric being involved in all of this mess. It will devastate him.



Would it make it less painful if dad had someone to turn to as well? No, dad only had eyes for my mother. Is it too late for him to start over with another person? I should warn him not to fall in love though because I don’t want to see him get hurt again.



“Lia, are you with me?” I snapped out of my thoughts realizing that I wasn’t alone.



“Huh? Oh, yeah, what were you saying?” I leaned my head on my propped right arm.

“I asked if you’re up for a late lunch. I gotta say you drained me of my energy for the rest of the day” Spence said as he pulled me up close to his body and leaned in to kiss me on the lips.



I wrapped my arms around his neck as I kiss him back. He rolled me over with my back on the bed as he hovered above my naked body. I pulled on his hair as he started descending from my lips to my cheek and neck. When he hit my sensitive spot behind my ear, I let out a sigh of pure pleasure.

Spencer is a nice distraction from my crazy life. He is technically an outsider as he is not privy to my family’s drama. Maybe he knows about it but he’s too much of a gentleman to let on that he has Intel about it. I have achieved two birds with one stone in this scenario. Not only do I have a moment’s reprieve from the drama known to surround my life but also I got my sexual hunger satiated.



He is technically my boyfriend so why did I feel like something was amiss while we were having sex? Was it because of how rough it was? It just really gave me pause that something was not right. I didn’t think about it too much as we were doing the deed but now that I have time to think about it, there is something odd about it.