Rischio (BWWM)

4....Well

We all know no one wants to hear me talk so enjoy black swan.

I'm just glad some of you made it this far. Yikes.

"Mr. Daniel." I say not amused. His eyes fall to my lips and search my face. He disappeared from me, all those years ago and now I see him again. I'm not even sure I want to believe it.

"Daniel, please." Uh hu...

He says pulling my hand into his. He brought it up to his lips, kissing it lightly.

"I thought I never see you again." This man. My stomach lurched and I grimaced. I should have took the damn bus.

"Yeah well I still live in the same house." I say annoyed with the fact he was sweet talking me. And annoyed I want to hear him sweet talk me. "I heard you have been painting again, care to show me." I said pushing back any talk that would lead to painfully memories.

"Who has said that?" He asks not believing a word I said, which was expected. He would never tell anyone that he paints, let again let them find out.

"Océane, don't play with me. If you wanted to see my art you should have just asked." He said laying his arm on my back and began to guide me away to the house. Many people parted like the red sea for him but no one dared to ask him who I was or where we were going.

"Its Shannon by the way," I said as tingles shoot down my back at the sound of my first name. A name I would hide because of the ugly memories it tried to reveal to me.

"So you are using Shannon now?" He said thinning his lips. He never called me Shannon. So I get why he didn't want to call me that but I sure as hell didn't want to call him Daniel.

"Yeah, plus it easier to say. " I say threading my hands together. My nerves were getting the best of me. Seeing him today, had my stomach feeling like it was doing flips on a roller coaster. And he was looking so fine.

"I don't think it is. Océane is such a beautiful name, for someone who outshines her own beauty. Shannon is your middle name. Your mom's name." He said taking a glance at me sideways.  Before I could say something back he walked me through a door, that had skylights in the room.

Closing my mouth I was amazed at the beauty of the art on the walls. My eyes ran across the walls slowly trying to soak in almost a decade worth of art.

"You have been busy."  I said moving away from him slightly. All the art had a sad feel to it. It was hidden to well it felt like a mistake thinking that way about the art. There where paintings longer than my body and drawings that look like they were about to walk off the wall. "You sure had a lot of free time."

"I made most of them my freshman year." He said looking up. He even painted the ceiling.

" I can't believe it." I said folding my arms. The room was covered in painting that would have taken forever to complete.

"Well it's the truth, no matter how overwhelming it seems." He said looking directly at me. My face flushes under his intense stare. His eyes haven't changed a bit. Still caged with thick lashes and his eyebrows framing his face, I felt my heart sped up, just a little.

Our silences is broken short as another man enters the room. I had every intention of asking about the Christmas party and low ranks but o guess that will have to wait for another time.

"Mr. Clooney sir. There seems to be an issue at the beach area. There is a fight and also some people have showed up here uninvited." The man says before glancing at me. His eyes are cold and distant. A killers stare. Turning back to Daniel, I nod.
"Well." We say in unison as the man leaves the room.
"You go first." I say rubbing my hands together nervously hoping Corey didn't stir up any trouble.

"Mi Amor, I must attended whatever my be going on but stay and look if you like. I have no intentions on being back here today but I will keep in contact with you. Good-bye Océane."

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Waiting in the car , 30 minutes later Corey finally got in the car. He looked pissed and tired.

"What happen to you." I said not really ready for the bullshit he was about to drag to the table.

"Where in the hell did you sneak off to? You had me looking like a lost boy looking for his moma. I can't believe you just walked off from where I left you !" He said his voice raising at the end as if he was my dad or someone crazy. My jaw ticked as I looked at him. He really did lose it today.

"Wait just a minute. You left me to go suck Evan's dick or whateva. Don't start snapping at me.You left me standing there without so much as a glance over your shoulder at a mafia beach party" I said.

"The man I showed you could have killed you. Did you here there was a fight break-" I cut him off.

"It didn't seem like that really mattered much when yell skipped off so don't act up now Corey. Just take me home and don't take to me like I'm crazy."  I yell facing him.

"Now drive."

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