Beads Of Demand

Dead Ends

Ava's POV

Diana entered the room and immediately pulled me into her and it made me cringe. "You were wonderful! They loved you! Can you be anymore perfect than you already are?" she asked and I could smell a hint of alcohol. I pushed her away and she looked at me with wide eyes. "Diana pay attention!" I screamed and she raised her eyebrow. My stomach flipped with submission , submitting become my first extinct when it came to her.

Lost in my thoughts she pushed me to the bed and laid between my legs. Her fingers grabbed roughly on my hair as she bit on my nipple and pressed her knee against my heat. It was so easy to let her do what she wanted. The pleasure she can put my body though just by looking at me was incredible.

She didn't allow me to cum tonight. Edging me at least six times and then backing off. She was taking a shower and I laid in bed. She had cheated on me. I couldn't just let her think that was okay? I grabbed the sweat pants and t-shirt I had arrived there with and went out the back way and into the parking lot. Robby looked at me and raised an eyebrow.

"After a night like this? Sure you can drive?" I rolled my eyes at him. I've caught him many times shoot his shot with Diana even though he was barely of age to even have this job. He was Twain's little brother and Twain was "disgust on a wooden platter", as Diana described him. I cringed at myself for even smiling at her joke.

"Can you pull up Diana's car please?" I asked and he shook his head. "Can't do. Only Diana can-" I grabbed his tie and yanked him to my height. "Don't make me ask again Robby," I threatened and Twain stepped into view. "Problem?" he asked eyeing me up and down.

"Diana's car. Now!" I snapped and he chuckled, "Which one?"

"That's the bosses car! You're gonna give it to this chick?!"

I slapped Robby hard. On a normal day I would've never done that. I'm not some chick to her. I'm fucking Ava Elizabeth. At least I thought I was but ... Twain calmed me down by stepping between his brother and I and nodded to his boys. Within two minutes her bmwi8 pulled in front and I got around to the other side and jumped in.

Diana was really protective about her cars and she had never let me drive one before but my car was at her house. Nothing was ours anymore like I thought. It was all hers ... she could do what she wanted with her things , just like how I am hers ... and she did whatever she pleased.

I pulled off carefully and realized that I couldn't go back to my apartment. It was a crime scene and Diana's house was definitely off limits. I could be petty and get some clothes but I wanted an excuse to possibly to show up if she went sour on me.

I sighed as I found myself pulling into my mother's driveway. Her car wasn't there but I summed it up as she was out of town. I was so tired , mostly from the amazing sex and my heart tore a little with what might be going through Diana's head. She said she loves me .. but was it a different love? Everything she does with the passion she does it with must involve some love? Training other females, sometimes males, her businesses, even her outfits in the morning. Was it this same throw to the side, convenient love she had for me?

I knocked on the door softly and Zachary swung the door open pulling me in the house and shutting the door quietly. "Wh-" He covered my mouth and I looked at him with wide eyes as I heard the creepy footsteps going on upstairs. "Where's Kyla?" I asked and he mumbled, "With mom." He had obviously been asleep not too long ago. His hair was still messy and he was in his house shorts with no underwear on.

He tip toed quietly to the living room and stepped on the dining table, pushing up on the ceiling, moving a panel and grabbing a gun. My eyes widened. When he was coming down his hand grabbed his stab wound and he dropped the gun. I tried catching it but it just fumbled in my hands until it eventually hit the ground. The footsteps stop immediately and now began thundering through the house towards the top of the staircase.

I helped him to the car and as we got in our eyes were shocked with the familiar face of our mother's ex boyfriend. A tear escaped my eye and Zachary shoved my head into his lap as he pressed the start button to the car, and threw the car in reverse after hearing huge bangs.

He jerked the wheel, threw it in drive and I took it from there. "Are you okay?" he asked and I nodded. "Thank g-d I showed up! Why didn't you just leave the house? You were gonna try and kill him?" I asked and he chuckled. "I was watching a good ass movie. Plus I didn't have a car," he said. "Where is your car? Did you total your car again?" I chastised and he rolled his eyes. "Lucas is borrowing it. What's with the collar?" he asked putting the seat back. "Actually whose car is this? Is this Diana's car? Damn sis ... Didn't know you could pull that," he finished.

My hand was now stroking where her name completed mine on the collar and I no longer knew what I was crying about. "She pulled me," I said and sighed heavily. "What did you think he wanted? I didn't even know he was out," I said and Zachary's character broke as his face spilled anger.

"Look , let's just drive to my place okay?" he said pulling out his phone. "Your place? You have a place?" I asked. "Well, after Diana wiggled her way out of our dad's law-"

I stopped him. "Wiggled her way?" I asked. He sighed and said, "My bad. I sound like Dad. Our grandparents felt he shouldn't be messing with someone so elite as Diana. So they had recently bought him a penthouse as a wedding gift and turned right around and put my name on it. It's in the city. Take the 65 going north to exit 15C make a left and go straight until you see Garza Blanv," he said and then got on the phone.

I sighed after pulling into the huge building's parking lot. I looked back to tell Zachary we were here but he wasn't in the car...

What the fuck..

"Zachary?" I said in such a whisper I couldn't hear myself.

I took a deep breath and in rage threw the car in reverse and headed to the hospital.

I had to see. I was losing my mind. Nobody was telling me about him. Going so far as to take me off the list. I gotta see my brother.