First Installment for the MAYHEM series
"Innocence was never meant to be addictive."
Addiction has been a part of Kyson Montenegro's nature, and women, in particular have always been his favorite obsession. Being the lead singer in a band has its pe...
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She was asleep. Her breathing had changed over the past few minutes, and while she watched the movie, I had watched her. I'd known the moment she recalled Kyrie's words about me fucking her. It had been all over her face.
When she retreated to her room, I had sat here with the fear she might not come back out. All I needed was to hold her.
Like with everything else, Felicity hadn't acted like any other girl. I would have been made to pay for it had Felicity been like the others. But she'd changed into a pair of little pink boxers that really didn't do much to cover her, and a large T-shirt that almost covered the shorts up. The idea that the shirt could have belonged to a guy was driving me nuts.
Without a word she had walked over to the sofa and curled up beside me. Then she handed me the remote and told me to find something to watch.
It was impossible not to touch her. Luckily, she was okay with me constantly feeling her skin and playing with her hair. We hadn't talked much, but her body had told me all I needed to know. She trusted me, and she forgave me.
That was enough for now.
I sat there with her asleep in my lap for an hour and watched her as she turned and wrapped her arm around my waist and buried her face into my stomach. It was a good thing she was sleeping because other parts of me were not dealing well with the fact that her head was in my lap.
My cock, for example, had other ideas.
Finally, when I knew I needed a very cold shower or things were going to get painful, I picked her up and carried her back to her room. The bed was a mess, which made me grin.
Felicity didn't seem like the type who left her bed unmade, but she had, and it looked like she did this a lot.
Laying her down, I straightened the covers and then tucked her in. Placing a kiss to her nose and forehead, I forced myself to turn and leave.
I didn't have the willpower to crawl into bed and just hold her. The image of her coming in my lap was burned into my brain and on repeat. She'd been beautiful.
I took her keys and locked her in as I left. I would have to set my alarm to get back down there early enough in the morning to give her the keys so she could go to school. I wanted to see her again anyway. I really wanted to wake up in bed with, her but that wasn't safe. I couldn't take more.
Going up to my apartment, I knew Sawyer had come in an hour ago. I had heard him and the silence that had followed.
He hadn't brought the party home, and I owed him one. For covering for me tonight and understanding that I didn't want everyone there messing things up.
The door was unlocked when I walked inside, and Sawyer was sitting in the recliner with a beer, watching late-night television. His gaze swung to meet mine as I closed the door behind me.
I owed him more of an explanation. He had taken that one small explanation on the phone and handled things.
"Thanks," I said as I sank down onto the sofa.
"Yeah. That ain't gonna do it. I need more than that," he said, and cocked an eyebrow at me.
I nodded. He was right. He deserved more.
"Tatiana invited Felicity to Millie's birthday party. Tatiana had lunch with her today and, well, you know what Felicity's like. You spend five minutes with her, and you're sucked in. You want to get closer," I let out a chuckle and shook my head.
Damn, I was sunk.
"Anyway, then I showed up with Kyrie, which was a stupid move. I was surprised to see Felicity, and I handled it wrong. She assumed I didn't want her there because for some goddamn reason she thinks the worst of herself. And Emily and Tatiana were ready to murder me from the looks on their faces."
I turned and looked at Sawyer as the emotion in my throat started clogging me up again. Fuck, if this didn't get to me every time I thought about it. "She stood in a kitchen full of people she didn't know and informed them all they were being unfair to me. That I was innocent and that she didn't want anyone upset with me." I stopped and swallowed hard. "She fucking said it was her fault."
"She defended you," he said, and I could see he understood. I didn't have to get mushy and act anymore like a pussy than I was already. He got it.
"Yeah, she did."
Sawyer took a long drink of his beer, then leaned forward and sat it down on the table before looking over at me again. "She sees you. Not the guy the others see. She sees you. The guy I've known all my life. The one you don't share. That guy. She saw him when she first looked at you."
He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees as he looked directly at me.
"Thing is, I know for a fact people can only see what you allow them to see. You let her see you. I watched you let her see you. Before you even knew her, you'd let your guard, and all those fucking walls you have built around you, down."
He stood up and stretched. I let his words sink in, and I realized he was right. "She's seen the asshole the rest of the world sees. Problem is, you let her see the real you first." He shrugged. "Maybe that isn't a problem. But I guess you'll determine that. Just don't fuck this up. Because, dude, most every man alive would kill to be in your shoes."
I watched as my best friend walked down the hall to his room. His door clicked closed behind him.
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Gusto niyo rin bang magkaroon ng story yung mga bandmates ni Kyson? What do you think? ☺️
