Taboo: Bittersweet Revenge (Sequel)

The Buddy System - Part I

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Recap:

"Just follow me!" He answered back before he sped off. I hit the throttle and sped off behind him into the dark street. Just as I pass my home, there he stood. I had just made eye contact with Joey Styles. He raced out the front and tried to chase me before I sped up. He yelled a loud frustrated scream, because he knew I had eluded him once again. I guess he thought that fifth time was the charm. He couldn't have been more wrong......

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Was I really doing this? Was I going to trust Christian when he said he was only helping me? It was so hard to distinguish the difference because my mind was sending off danger signals where as my heart was encouraging me to help him. I couldn't understand it myself either. I didn't know where these feelings were coming from. All I knew is that if I helped him change once, I could do it again, despite what Austin may think.

The harsh breeze kissing my almost naked body as I sped behind Christian's sports car, to where exactly, he didn't tell me. When he turned a familiar corner, it was all too clear. It was those large gates, that winding footpath, it was his mansion. The place where 'not to pleasant memories stem from'. I knew with all my heart that I feared this place because of the memories that lurk between those walls.

He turned into the short road, framed with those familiar trees, leading to the mansion. I sighs deep breath as we finally came to a halt. I turn the bike off and stood up gently, I could barely keep my balance because I had no support for my injured leg.

Sensing my imbalance, I keep one arm leaning to my bike, as Christian exits his car. He comes over towards me and held out his hand. My eyes trail down to his large muscular arm, as he waits for my response. I gave him a skeptical before my eyes travel upwards towards the haunting mansion. Do I risk it? Was I really going to allow myself to walk in that place again?

Right now I had no choice, Styles knows my freaking home address, not to mention my work address as well. And I had no other place to go. Reluctantly, I place my hand in Christian's, his large muscular hands basically dwarfed mine, making them appear small and delicate.

He wrapped my arm around his neck as he help me limp over to the mansion doors. It was surprisingly cold as he entered and immediately, shivers trailed down my spine. I gaze at the ball room and it's astonishing beauty, how could someone afford this place?!

He walks me over towards the large of stairs and I let out a silent groan of frustration. Without warning, he muscular arms swoop me up with no effort as he begins walking up the stairs. Not one word was said the entire time, maybe it was to do with the fact that all I had on was a pair of bra and panties with unbuttoned mini shorts.

I blush instinctively and he notices but refused to look. I wide smile appears of his face as he shakes his head slightly at my embarrassment. I tried to avoid his eyes at any costs, but lord knows that never happened. I gaze up at his intimidating scar, his defined jawline, and icy blue eyes. I found myself lost his is eyes, searching for any sign of sincerity, any form of humanity left within him.

The sound of an opening door snapped me out of my thoughts as he places me on a bed in a dim lighted bedroom. I adjust my a position on the bed before rubbing my shoulders from the cold. How in the hell can it possibly be colder in here than outside?

I rub my shoulders and arms more vigorously this time and shiver at the cold. Goosebumps formed on my skin and Christian noticed. He walked over towards the fireplace that was directly facing the bed, lighting it up. He paused for a moment, appearing confused about something. "You okay there?" I smiled with a cheeky. My smile eventually turns into a chuckle when he finally stops and looks at me.