Cliché [LT Fanfiction]

Chapter Twenty One

"You're smart," Venus whispered to Mari.
"Nah, I just knew he'd save her by any means."

Mari's heart broke seeing Anna break down in tears at Igloo's funeral. She's an anti-social girl, and Igloo is the only person she's close to. He loved every inch of her, and now he's gone. She sniffled as she threw a rose into his grave as his coffin lowered into the ground.

Igloo's family has flew out to see him put to rest. They gathered around and cried. Laurent's feeling sticky about the fact that his family is there, but not too sticky. Him and his brother recruited him into a crime organization that got him killed, so he wouldn't be surprised if their family hated him, the lieutenants and the Mafia period.

"Excuse me, Ms. Teiran," he walked up to her. "Can I speak with you?" Her throat is clogged with tears, so she just nods while wiping her red eyes.

"I know you probably hate us now, but-"
"I don't hate y'all."
"You don't?"
"No. It's not y'all put a gun to his head, and forced him to join the Mafia. He consented to it. He knew the consequences of this. His death is not by y'all's doing, but his and whoever shot him."

Laurent nodded in understanding. She loves how his mother didn't turn her back on them.

"I appreciate your understanding."
"I am forever you in guys' debt."
"No. Igloo is gone, but that doesn't mean anything. If you need us, we'll come speeding."

Ms. Teiran wrapped her arms around him tightly, and she cried silent tears. Her tears flooded out of her eyes at a fast pace. Lau returned the love and rubbed her back as she let go of her sadness into his dress shirt.

Everyone was sad that day.

And a month after Igloo's death, Anna still cries. Maybe not as much, but still often. But who can blame her? What people are there that she chooses to talk that will make her forget about the death of her beloved, secret boyfriend? There aren't.

Alexis sighed watching her cry as she watched If I Stay. That's all she does now a days: cry and listen to sad songs or watch sad movies. She doesn't even carry her computer anymore, its just in its special bag collecting dust.

She sighed and left the room, returning to Larry's room, who was waiting for her return. "How is she?" Larry asked.

"Still miserable," she closed the door behind her.
"I think we should stop watching her be miserable and talk to her."
"She won't talk to us."
"Her fear of rejection has made her a only speak when spoken to kind of person... and we've never spoken to her."

Alexis thought on what he said. No one likes to be rejected, so who can blame her? She's an anti-social girl with a loving boyfriend who just died.

"I guess it is time to make her happy," Alexis said.
"How do we start?"
"I don't know. But I'm about to get in the shower," Alexis said pulling pajamas out of the closet.
"Okay," he turned around and resumed his game of Assassin's Creed: Syndicate.

Alexis threw her clothes on the bed next to Larry, confusing him. "What are you doing?" He asked. Alexis usually takes her clothes to the bathroom with her, and changes because she's shy. "Uhhh... getting in the shower, like I said I was." She pulled her top off and threw it on the floor next to the bed.

"Help me take this off," she said turning around so Larry can unhook her bra. Larry paused his game and scooted closer behind Alexis and unhooked her bra. "You usually do this yourself," he complained, having to pause his game for this.

"I feel lazy today," she shrugged removing her bra and tossing it on the floor next to her top. Larry's mouth dropped at the sight of her breasts bounding free, and Alexis not giving one thought about it. "What?" She asked catching him starring. "You see something you like?" She teased.

She took off her pants and underwear being fully naked, and still not caring. What caused this change of heart? He thought. "2 months ago, you'd ignore me whenever I'd say something sexual to you. A week ago, you wouldn't even let me touch your legs. Now you're here fully naked in front of me... and you don't care?"

"Larry, I'm not scared anymore." She picked up her towel and headed to the restroom.

Larry watched her as she went. He scanned from head to toe. And when he got to her legs, he could imagine them wrapped around her. She's not scared anymore-this is his chance-so he needs to make it happen. It's either now or next decade.

He quickly undressed himself. He crept up to the bathroom door, and didn't hear the loud shower, so she wasn't in the shower yet. He waited for her to get in the shower. He heard Blow a Bag by Future play, so he knows she's now getting in the shower.

"Money uh change a nigga. The fame uh change a bitch," she sung along, and at that point he knows for sure she's in the shower.

He walked in and silently shut the door. He can see her light skin through the private glass of the shower and licked his lips. He knocked on the glass.

"Alexis?" He called her name.
"Huh?"
"Open the door," he said with an attitude.
"Okay, hold on."

She attempted to crack the door, but Larry pushed it farther open. And before she can react, he shuts her down immediately with a kiss. She melted into it, losing herself in Larry's arm. Larry used his other arm to close the shower door.

She took a long breath after suffering from Larry's breathtaking kisses. "Larry," she breathed, "why are you in here?"

"Same reason you are."
"To cleanse yourself?"
"Exactly."

She smirked at him, turning around and grabbing her Endless Weekends scent and washing up with it. Larry stood behind her and washed over her chest planting rough kisses on her neck.

Those neck kisses sent drove a smooth feeling of ecstasy up her spine. For odd reason, she wants to tell him to stop, but she'd be a fool to; she likes it too much. He snaked his arm past her stomach, and lower. He applied pressure to her clit as his fingers passed it. Her breathing quickened, and she melted into his arms even more.

He teased her opening before sticking 2 fingers in her. She moaned. He continued kissing her neck all while fingering her. "Alexis?" He called her name, but she didn't say anything, she just moaned. He felt the waves of pleasure go up her spine as her body reacted to the orgasm that was approaching.

He smirked and removed his fingers from inside of her. He tasted his fingers, hoping he would taste her on them, but the water from the shower washed her sweetness from his fingers.

"Why did you stop?" She whined. He laughed. He just wanted to tease her and make her frustrated, and he's succeeded. But he's still not done.

He shut the water off and got out the shower. Alexis followed after him and joined him in drying off her body. He noticed the irritation in her face, and chuckled. "I'm sorry," he laughed.

"Leave me alone, Larry," she said in bland tone. She walked out of the bathroom. Larry chuckled as he left the bathroom with her.

She sat on the bed and put her towel next to her and put on lotion. She really is mad, Larry thought, seeing her face that's stale. "You want me to make it up to you?" He teased.

"Nope. I don't want sex anymore." Larry smirked. He's hard headed, and he knows he is. He walks up to her and just puts his hands down there, feeling her wetness. "Yes you do," he teased her, running his fingers up and down her slit. He pulled his fingers out, putting them into his mouth, tasting her. She watched in amazement. I did not expect him to do that, she thought.

Before she knew it, she was being lifted up onto Larry's face. He put her on the wall and licked hungrily at her clit. She couldn't maintain balance, but thanks to Larry's firm grip on her thighs, she managed to stay up. "Larry, stop," she moaned.

Author's Note: CLIFFHANGER! lmao