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

What am I Doing? (Lannan)

It's been 5 days since I lost everything.

I haven't left my room.

Tannar brought me food but I'm not hungry. I take a few sips of water every day.

I don't go on my phone.

I just think.

Someone comes in my room but I'm too tired to open my eyes. They try to pick me up by putting my arm around their shoulder but I push them away. "Fuck off." I say in a hoarse voice.

Without responding, I hear another person come in and they grab my arms. They pull me up so I'm standing and walk me out, but I'm mostly leaning on one. I'm too tired to fight them.

They sit me down on what feels like the couch and I open my eyes. Elliot and Tannar stand in front of me. Elliot sits next to me and motions Tannar away.

"Lannan, listen. When Ilsa... left us, I did this too. But I didn't start to move on until Nathan and Brodey dragged me out of my room. So, that's what I'm doing for you. Talk to me Lannan. Please." He looked at me and I just looked forward, swallowing the lump in my throat.

"There was a letter under my door. From.. her. It said,

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"

Elliot looked to me in shock. "You memorized that?"

"It just stuck. I read it maybe three times and now it's there forever." I looked down and a tear slipped from my eye. I hurried to wipe it but I could tell he noticed.

"Listen Lannan, just at least give her a call. Just one. If she doesn't answer, then leave her be and move on. If she does, ask her what happened."

I went to my contacts and my finger hovered over the call button. Before I could stop him, Elliot darted over and pressed it for me. I gave him the middle finger as it immediately went to voicemail. Either she blocked me or her phone is dead. Tears streamed down my face silently. "Now you know." Elliot said. He sat there with his arm around my shoulder and I leaned on him to cry. I finally sat up and wiped my tears. "What now?" I asked.

"Now you explain why you have 37 emails from your new editor."

"Ugh fuck." I sighed and put my face in my hands. I stood up and walked to my room, throwing on some sweatpants and a t-shirt and heading out the door. I drove to where I thought her house was and drove slowly to look.

There.

I pulled into the driveway and hopped out, jogging up to the front door. In only about 5 seconds she was there, her face looking red and her hair a mess. She looked tired and had on a tank top with no bra. For pants she had some regular short shorts.

"Umm, listen can we talk?" I asked. She nodded and stepped aside, letting me in. She led me to the couch and I remembered what happened last time.

"Ok so, m-my girlfriend broke up with me 5 days ago, the day that we.. happened. And I fre-freaked out and it was noth-thing about you I just freaked out. I'm real-really sorry. If you want we could try again?" I'm so flustered that I mess up my words.

She smiles at me and says, "I'd love that!"

I smile back and crawl over to her. "Shall we leave off where we ended then?" I whisper.

Bad stuff

She smiles in response and leans forward to me. Our lips meet and this time I take it slow, trying to admire Brooke instead of compare her. I gently kiss her lips and start to trail down her neck. When I hit her sweet spot she lets out a moan. I keep going until I reach the neckline of her shirt.

I reach my hand under her shirt and massage her boobs. I pull off her shirt and push her back to lay down.

"Wait." She whispers.

"Let's go to my room." She smiles at me and I pick her up and take her the directions she points. I lay her down on her bed and lean over her. I kiss her again and she sighs into my mouth. I move my head down to her boobs and she gasps when I flick her nipple with my tongue. I swirl it around her nipple and she pushes her thighs together.

I stand up and smile. "Are you excited baby?" I ask. She nods. "Do you want me to touch you?" She nods again, this time she looks desperate. "Where?" She takes my hand and puts it over her crotch. I smile. "You have to say it. Say exactly what you want me to do to you." I say, taking off my shirt and shorts.

"I want you to finger me and eat me and fuck me Lannan please I need you." She begs.

I smile at her. "Good girl."

I stroke her through her shorts and she presses her thighs together again. I slip off her shorts and then her soaking underwear, and stroke her again, my finger glistening with her juices. I lift it up to her mouth and she licks and sucks my finger clean. I then shove it into her without warning, making her cry out.

I pump my finger in and out and get faster and faster. She arches her back off the bed and moans.

"Ohh, Lannan."

I take out my finger and move my head down to her glistening pussy. I kiss her inner thigh, just barely enough to feel it. I feel her shiver. I kiss a little closer. And closer. And then I kiss her. She gasps and shivers all over. I spread her with my fingers and trail a line with my tongue from top to bottom.

I plunge my tongue a little deeper, exploring, and keep speeding up. She bucks her hips into me, trying to get closer. I continue until she orgasms, almost coming off the bed.

I lay down next to her, wrapping my arms around her, and she snuggles into me.

What am I doing.

Moving on?

Am I supposed to move on this fast?

I fall asleep with her in my arms.

A/N:

Hope you like the chapter and story, this one was kinda rushed but hope you like it!! I'm gonna be busy this weekend so I won't be posting tomorrow night or the night after that. Tysm for reading!!!!! ✌🏻