I pulled the sheet up to my chest. I can't believe I just did that. I felt so ashamed.
Anthony was very gentle.It didn't hurt physically, but mentally. I just had sex with another man. Anthony wrapped his arms around me.
"I love you" he breathed, kissing my neck. My heart broke. I didn't love him, I loved Paul. I got up and gathered my clothes.
"I guess I'll be seeing you this weekend then?" he asked, but it was more like a statement. I didn't answer, because he knew I would have to.
I went into the bathroom and got dressed. When I went back into the bedroom, Anthony was putting on some clothes.
An ordinary t-shirt and some sweatpants. Not his usual designer suits I was use to seeing him wearing.
"Aren't you going to take me home?". He then lit a cigarette. "No. I have work to do. There's a taxi outside, so whenever you want to leave. But I'm not rushing you".
I wrinkled my nose at the smell. He noticed and put the cigarette out in the ashtray.
He rubbed my stomach, but I ripped it off and moved away. Only Paul was allowed to do that.
He put his hand on my shoulder. "Leave him. You know I can take care of you better than he ever will". "Anthony no...just stop...".
"Daddy!" a voice called from downstairs. I knew it was Mackenzie and I took it as my chance to leave.
She came past me in the hallway. "Dad what the hell is she doing here?!". "It's business, sweetie".
"What do you mean?! You better not have had sex-"I closed the door to the home and walked to the taxi. I got in and told the driver my address.
He drove me back home. I got out of the car and went inside. Paul's car was sitting in the driveway so I knew he was home.
When I walked in he was sleep on the couch. I tiptoed past the couch and went into the bedroom. I took off my shoes and laid on the bed and went to sleep.
1 Month Later
"Anthony stop!" I snapped. I pulled his hands off of me. "Why?Noone can see us". I glared at him. "We're in a childrens hospital! Have some dignity!".
"Oh, alright". I pulled my business phone out again to call Paul, but he didn't answer. I sighed and put my phone back into my pocket. "He's still not answering?".
I shook my head. "I know he is stressed because of his sister's health getting worse, but he could at least text me back".
"This is why you should be with me, I would always answer your calls". 'Lies'. He put his hand on my lower back.
"Anthony stop". He frowned and took his hand off of me. Jay walked up to me. "Lauren, I need to talk to you".
I walked away from Anthony. "You're grandfather just called you..". "Alright, why is that-"'From a homeless shelter".
I gasped. I grabbed my phone and called the number back.
"Hello?Lauren?". "Yeah its me, why are you at a homeless shelter?". "I couldn't pay for my bills, and...""And what?". "I got fired". "You got what?!". I turned and looked back to Anthony. But he was gone.
"I'm going to come pick you up" I told my grandfather. "Lauren, you don't have to do that-""I am".
I handed the phone off to Jay. "Find what shelter he is staying at" I commanded.
I walked down the hallway. I walked up to the group of people, who were running the event. "Where is Anthony?" I asked.
"He just left" one man answered. "To where?!". "I really don't know. He just left a few seconds ago, with his bodyguards".
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Paul Kruger Fanfiction[BWWM] *[Complete/Under Construction]*
FanfictionDating an NFL player is never easy. Espically when you're you dealing with your own career as a professional singer. This story is going to be full of broken families, relationships that will never happen and little surprises along the way.