My Lannan. My Lazarbeam. My Love. (Completed)

a note (Lannan)

Meanwhile from last chapter:

I get home after spending the night at the Click house to find a note slipped under my door. I unfold it and my heart sinks.

Lannan,

I can't do this anymore. It's killing me and I don't want to end up like Ilsa.
So I'm leaving. To America. My mom lives in America. Don't try to find me. If you do, you'll only break my heart. I'm sorry Lannan. Goodbye.

-Em

No. It's not fucking true. I don't believe it. I sink to my knees and hold the letter in my hands. I have to set it down because I'm afraid my shaking hands might rip it.

Suddenly a gust of wind picks it up and takes it.

"No!"

I run after it, not caring where I'm going, just running.

I finally catch it and I see I'm at the beach. There are some people staring at me, trying to figure out what I'm doing. Some fans run up, but turn away when they see my tear-stained face. I look around in search of anything that would tell me what to do, when I see her.

Brooke is standing maybe 70 meters away, arguing with a guy. It looks pretty heated. She storms away straight in my direction, and I turn away. I fold up the note and slip it into my pocket. I feel someone bump into me from behind, and turn around to see it's Brooke.

What the actual fuck.

I see she has red, splotchy eyes and cheeks. She's crying. She sees it's me and puts on a genuine smile. "Hey Lannan." She sounds kinda defeated.

Before I have a chance to answer, I hear a deep male voice from the direction she came. "Hey! What the fuck are you doin with my fucking girlfriend you fucking cunt!"

"Leave me the fuck alone Brian! I'm done with you!"

I turn to him, and see he's stocky and looks muscular. He's giving me the fucking death stare, but turns it towards Brooke once she says that.

"Your WHAT?!" He yells at her.

"I said I'm FUCKING DONE!" She yelled back.

Suddenly he ran at her, and she screamed. I ran up in front of him and punched him right in the eye, then kicked him where it hurts. He stumbled back and Brooke and I ran.

"Go go go!!" I yelled.

We were halfway up the beach when I looked back to see Brian running after us.

She got to her truck first, and I jumped in only a second later. We sped off, cheering as Brian stood in the parking lot and cursed us out.  

"Nice job Lannan!" She cheered.

"Nice getaway!"

I heard my pocket crinkle and my smile faded and I held my face in my hands.

Brooke noticed. "What's wrong?"

"My girlfriend left. She went to America. I don't know what I did." I admit.

"Hmm. That's a tough one."

I stared out the window until we got to what I assumed was Brooke's house. We got out of her truck and went inside.

Her house was very clean and tidy. She had computers in almost every room, and high tech stuff, including a talking fridge.

"Nice house!" I commented.

"Thanks. Brian bought most of it but he can't come in her to get it so jokes on fucking him."

I laughed slightly and we sat on her couch.

"Listen Lannan, I understand if it's too soon but... since I met you I've really liked you. And I, well, I just thought maybe we could give it a try."

The first reaction I had was anger. Why the fuck would she ask that when I just got dumped less than an hour ago?!

But then my anger shifted. What the fuck did I do for her to dump me? Try to be loving? Fuck this.

Bad starts here (again 😂)

I answered Brooke by leaning over and pressing my lips to hers. Her eyes widened, but after a second she kissed back. I put my arms around her and pulled her closer. All of it felt so wrong but I didn't care. Her lips, her body, everything. It was wrong.

I convinced myself, just a little farther and it'll be right. So I broke the kiss and peeled off her tank top, then her shorts. She pulled my shirt over my head and grabbed me through my shorts. It was wrong. Her hands were too aggressive. Just a little farther. Then it'll be right.

Moving quickly, she took off my shorts and my boxers, and took me into her mouth. It was wrong. It didn't fit like it did with Em, and Brooke was much sloppier. Just a little farther.

I took off her bra and played with her boobs. Everything is wrong. I sucked on them, licked them, it was all wrong. I have to keep going.

I took off her panties. I put one finger into her and pumped quickly. She just rolled her hips. Emma responded to me more. She tightened up more. This is wrong.

I climbed on top of her and thrust all the way in and out easily. She was so easy, Emma was so tight. We fit together. This is wrong. I yelled as I came inside of her, and immediately got dressed, gathered my stuff, and ran. Everything is wrong.

Bad stuff done for good

"Lannan wait!" Brooke yelled after me, but she couldn't follow me naked. I ran all the way back to the beach, where the sun was setting over the water.

I sank to my knees and grabbed the paper out of my pocket. I set it down in the sand and cried. My tears fell on to the note that ripped my heart to pieces, and soon my tears blended with rain. I looked to the sky and yelled. I yelled for the love of my life.

After only a minute of sitting in the pouring rain, the page was soaked, the words blurring together. I picked up what was left of it and carried it to the ocean, letting it sink beneath the crashing waves.

I walked home in the rain, pulling my hood over my head. When I stepped inside the door Tannar was pacing in the entryway, looking stressed on the phone. When she saw me she dropped her phone and ran to me, putting her arms around me and burying her head in my shoulder.

"I was worried about you! What the fuck happened?!" She yelled, tears streaming down her face.

"Nothing." I said, and walked past her to my room, dripping on the floor.

She runs up and grabs my wrist, spinning me around.

"Don't tell me fucking nothing. What. The fuck. Happened."

"You really wanna fucking know?" I say and she nods. "Emma fucking left! Are you happy now?" I yell at her as loud as I can.

She looks scared for a moment and I instantly wish I could take it back.

"I'm sorry Tannar, I-" my voice cracks and I sink to the ground in tears. She comes down to my level and wraps her arms around me, guiding my head to her shoulder. "What did I do Tannar?"

"I don't know Lannan. She might have just had something else that happened. It might not have been you."

"No, I meant what did I do to deserve you." I whispered back.

She looked at me and out tears flowed down our faces together.

We cry, holding each other with our foreheads together forr at least 10 minutes, until the rest of Click shows up. Then Tannar walks me to my room and goes out to the rest of them.

I just sit on my bed and think about what I could have possibly done. I give up and fall asleep, with my wet clothes and muddy sneakers still on. As soon as I close my eyes, sleep hits me like a fucking train.

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