Double Standards (Part 1)

Control

"Put your clothes back on Laney"

I looked up to London from my knees. Okay, so this was a game changer big time. Never has he asked me to get dressed.

"Now Laney" London said with controlled force.

I slowly rose, not removing my eye's from his. Reaching my clothes, I slid back into them.

London ran a frustrated hand through his hair.

"I broke my rules for you".

Trying to calm this confusing situation I offered. "London, we both broke rules for each other".

"Shut up Laney. I've let you control me too long".

"Too long".

"London I've never controlled you".

"The fuck you haven't. Don't you see? I'm the king. I make the rules. I control it all....but I've never been able to control you....have I?"

"London, I don't understand. I always thought we took and gave equally from each other".

"You would Laney". He paused to light another cigar.

"I've allowed you too much reign over me. Right now you would still be fighting me about removing your clothes if I hadn't waved my gun around. You've never done as I asked".

Hello impulses. My mouth seemed to open of it's own accord as my temper flared.

"Because I'm not one of the trained lap dogs that's raised to cater to your every whim, and I never will be".

London laced his fingers together and brought them to rest on his chin.

"That right there Laney. You should never back talk me".

I hated how he kept saying my name. Where did babydoll go?

"I thought my defying ways was something you loved about me. You've told me many times yourself".

"Your exactly right Laney, it did".

Uh-oh, there's that word. Did?

"What are you saying London?"

"When you walked out on me, my world crumbled. I wanted to hate you, kill you, but no matter what I couldn't".

"Yes, London I'm all to familiar with those feelings".

"Fuck you Laney".

"Okay, could you really stop with calling me Laney".

A flicker of amusement crossed his face.

"Why Laney? It's your name, is it not?"

"Yes, but it feels strange coming from your mouth that often"

"What should I call you then?
Oh, I got it, how about heartbreaker, or impulsive winch. Maybe my wife?"

Laney's neck snapped around.
"What are you saying London?"

"Oh nothing, nothing at all".

Clinching my fists I hurled back. "I've had enough of your games. Let me out"

I tryed shaking the door loose, banging to cause a ruckus, anything to get someone's attention possibly.

I heard London's deep chuckle.
"Let me know when your finished Laney".

"Let me go London".

"Never. You'll never walk away from me again".

"What are you going to do, lock me up?"