I sat him on the bed before I dash to the bathroom to grab a first aid kit. I get back to the room, damp a cotton ball with an alcohol and pat in to one of Bruno's cut on the cheek, he winced.
"God, baby I am so sorry." My hands tremble as I cradle his face and sit on his lap.
"It's okay. Without all that happen we wouldn't be in this position." He smile wickedly, nodded to our join thighs, I giggle.
"Right" we fell in silence while I treat his cuts and bruise, the time Mathew chase me down on the set a few weeks ago crossed my mind. By then Bruno asked me about us but I wasn't prepared or even ready yet to let him in my past. How dreadful it was for me to start this new life with him if I know I still have things that keep hidden from him?
"You ready to know the history of all this drama?" he frown.
"You don't have to tell me Lia"
"Yeah, but I want to. So do you want to hear it?" he seems to hesitate for a while before he nodded.
I crawl out of his lap and sit beside him on the bed crossing my legs below me. I momentarily played with my fingers seated on my thighs before I started.
"He was one of my first friends in LA," I mumble,
"When I move here with my dreams and hopes at hand I only had myself to accompany me in every dance class and auditions" I pause, "then I met them." I shift myself closer to him hiding my face from his plain sight.
"They were group of aspiring artist and actors, a friend of them. Rose. She competes with me for a place in this dance crew, unfortunately we both did not get in" I shrug involuntarily beside him as I continue.
"Wherein after she invited me up for a drink with her friends..." I trail off seeming hesitant tell more,
"He was so sweet and gentle that night, he keeps telling me how beautiful I am and how comfortable I am as a company. He's funny too. I became very fond of him to the extent that we started going out without the gang." The memory of this is like a knife slicing a vein of me. I clutch Bruno's forearm, I feel rather see him look at me.
"We dated for a while, almost a year when the opportunity to dance for the bone thugs and harmony's European tour came to me." The smarting past pinching my present emotions, as obtuse I am. I stayed unshaken holding my grip of his arm tight.
"I was due to be home after two months," my voice croak and sounded very weak "but the last two shows were cancelled by some serious matter with the promoter, so we were sent home a week earlier." I can barely spoke because of the bile rising on my throat. I become aware that Bruno is now holding me protectively against his chest, like he's trying to save me from my past. But no, he can't.
"I wanted to surprise him, but when I arrived to his apartment, I was shell-shocked and too stunned to even move an inch from where I stood." I suddenly halt from my story telling. I feel every emotion I felt that night come rushing back at me. With a small sob I push myself to go on. It's for Bruno, I can do this. I know I can.
"Mathew's hovering over a blonde on the kitchen counter her boobs all thrust up in the air and his naked back was facing me. Their panting echoed loudly around the apartment. I feel like I was suddenly thrown in a soundproof room with them imprisoned me and their muffled sounds of pleasure, then-"
Bruno brushes away a tear that escapes my eye, "The girl said something like 'You won't get this good stuff with her' I stiffened. My mind was in haze, if I was that her she's talking about and of course I know it's me. Who else in the town that's as uncool as me to not have sex before marriage?"
"Then Mathew answered 'I thought she'll come around, but I thought wrong' though their words were incoherent with all the deed they were doing I miraculously heard them. As much as I wanted to run away from there. I can't" I sob,
"Hush baby, calm down. You should stop; let's talk about this some other time." Bruno soothes me after a while of being so unresponsive. I shook my head 'NO' and continue my little torture.
"The next thing I heard was he wanted to broke it off with me, I felt my heart shattered in to tiny pieces under that indecent apartment. Then I spotted that stupid clipper figurine I bought him and threw it across the room to where they were. Mathew's ashen face was the last thing I saw before dashing out the door." All the aches I have been keeping inside me erupt into vehement cries. Bruno holds me and soothes me rocking me back and forth.
"You have it all out now, let us rest and forget this." He murmurs against my hair.
"No!" I hiss, "No Bruno, I loathe him. After what he has done I was bereft of my dance career." I grab his shirt and look up to his concern brown eyes for me. He looks puzzle.
"He took everything, accused me of cheating. And languishly spread the rumor that I slept with my agent to have those projects. I was humiliated!" his hold on me tightens and his hands balls in to fist at my hip. "He did all that just because I don't and won't let him fuck me senseless!" I snap, I could feel my fury inside me "I want to kill him." Bruno snarls staring straight to nothing, I shiver. Climb up to his lap and force him to look me in the eye.
"I love you Bruno." his eyes the color of anguish brown finally soften.
"I love you too. From now on I won't let that fucker near you!" I nod circling him with my trembling arms I nestle my face against his neck "I feel safe when I'm with you."
"I want you safe baby." He lean in and kiss me with so much passion involve.
"Move in with me?" I asked, he stares at me with no trace of emotion on his face. Is this a step too fast for him?
"It is if you like, if not then it is okay." He looks away lost in thought. I'm castigating my inner self for even opening my mouth to say this. Oh well, you want it too don't you? I snort.
"You look funny." Bruno said, halting my subconscious battle.
"When did I not look like one?" I scowl and he chuckles, I grin. Okay we surpass the dramatic state of the night.
"Good point. Come" he unclasps his hold of me and stands by the bed "Where?" I ask, "We'll fetch my things at Jaime's" he smirks helping me to my feet.
My eyes light up like a thousand lights, he's moving in! my subconscious hugs herself in glee.
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a Hooligan Love
Fanfiction"Nothing was planned, dreams and hopes are the only keys we had and an unconditional love to keep us both going" - Lia
