Dangerously In Love (2 page)

ROMAN

For two whole weeks I stayed
away. I went to Portland to spend some time with friends and just try to chill
the fuck out. There might've been some drinking involved so the fuck what, who
gives a shit?

I turned off my phone my second day there.
Between
whoriana
and my sis that shit kept ringing
off the hook. I don't know why the fuck they couldn't leave me in peace,
couldn't they understand I was done?

I'm not the guy you do that shit to, not, at,
all. Just saying.

The weekend I returned home
one of my boys was having a party. I usually didn't have much interest in that
shit but what the hell! I'm a free agent I can do what the fuck I want. The
real reason I stayed away from these things was because of Vicki. She wasn't
allowed at parties where there was going to be booze and drinking. With her
father being the sheriff she tended to be a stickler for the rules, so out of
respect for her I steered clear as well. Too bad she wasn't a stickler for
other things.

The party was in full swing
when I finally arrived. There were half naked bodies everywhere. Couples were
hooked up in every available corner, some were getting hot and heavy on the
couch.

I saw Petra for a fleeting moment but thought
nothing of it. Her and Damien had been circling each other for the past few
months so there was no surprise at seeing her here.

That annoying ass Tiffany
Sawyer was here as well. Between her and Megan I don't know who was worst.
She'd been stalking my ass for two fucking years; even when I was with Vicki she’d
been relentless.

I said hi to a few people but didn't stay in
one place for too long. I headed out back to grab another beer with Tiffany
trailing behind me with her annoying ass voice grating on my nerves. She kind of
cornered me. I was about to blast her until I saw Vicki standing in the
doorway. Without giving much thought to what I was doing I grabbed Tiffany and
kissed the fuck outta her. That shit was nasty as hell and it left me cold.

I heard Vicki gasp my name
and felt a moment of guilt before I squelched that shit. I was a free agent;
she made that choice when she let that fucker put his hands on her.

Tiffany heard her and turned to her with a smug
smile on her face. Okay honestly, that shit pissed me the fuck off. Vicki
turned to flee her shoulders slumped. I saw the glistening of tears in her eyes
and felt like shit.

Why the fuck should I feel
guilty? We weren't together anymore, when she did that shit we were in a
committed relationship, where was her guilt then?

"I never knew what you
saw in her mousy ass anyway. I'm way more woman than she'll ever be."
Tiffany piped in.”

I was about to school her rancid ass but since
she said that shit loud enough for the mouse in question to hear I never got
the chance.

Vicki turned around and punched the fuck outta
Tiffany knocking her out cold. Get the fuck out.
Layla
Fucking Ali.

ROMAN

Obviously things got a little
hectic after the title round bout. I needed to wake the screeching owl and
Vicki was looking like she'd had an outer body experience. It was my natural
inclination to go to her and comfort her, but nah, wasn't happening. I clearly
saw the irony in the situation though.

By this time a crowd was
gathering so I sat Tiffany up and got her back on her feet. She was a bit
groggy not knowing where she was at first, but I was sure it'll come to her
eventually. I'll wait and see what play she was going to make. As much as I
detested my ex I didn't want anyone else fucking with her.

Surprisingly she didn't make
too much of a stink, just a few choice words for Vicki, a threat here and there
and then she flounced out when she realized the kiss was just a one off and I
wasn't harboring any deep seated love for her.

I bailed after that, having lost all interest.
I didn't want to be where she was, still too soon. She made moves like she
wanted to say something but I rebuffed her. I'm sure all who hadn't known that
we were over before that night now knew.

The holidays were here, two
days away. It was supposed to be a joyous occasion and I was gonna do my best
to make it so. Mom had me running around doing errands, which was fine by me
since I needed to keep myself busy.
Less time to think.

I had a fuck load of presents
I had bought for little Lolita before she fucked me over. They were gonna stay
in the bottom of my closet collecting dust, I couldn't bring myself to give
them to anyone else. Besides you don't just throw around Tiffany's and Cartier,
especially when you put a lot of thought into it for a specific person.

On my way back from one of my
many errands I happened to pass the infamous diner. I had avoided this place
like the plague for the last couple of weeks and believe me. That's not so easy
to do in a small town.

I don't know what the fuck made me look but I
did. I saw her beat up piece of shit truck parked outside, and wonder of
wonders the dog's bike was there.

Something inside me snapped,
my vision blurred and my head swam. I was out of my car before I knew what the
fuck I was doing. I entered the diner, looking around for her. She was sitting
at a booth in the back, luckily for her she wasn't touching that motherfucker.

I walked over to her, not
even acknowledging his ass. I pulled her out of the seat before she even knew I
was there.

"Hey." The asshole started to get out
of his seat.

"Don't even think about it fucker."
If he wanted to jump off I was all for it. I've been taking Krav Maga since I
was twelve I would fuck a motherfucker up, seriously. He got away once not this
time, this time my anger was a little more contained, which meant I was more of
a danger to both their asses.

"Timothy it's
okay." She held her hand up placating him while I dragged her out of
there.

"Don't fucking talk to him."

There were a few bystanders who looked interested
but I didn't pay them any mind. I wish I knew what the fuck I was doing, I just
knew seeing her with him was not an option.

I threw her into my car and
headed home. I saw the douche in the rearview watching us leave. I wanted to
give him the finger, but he didn't matter. She sat there not saying anything,
just biting her nails nervously. I didn't say anything either my blood was too
hot right now.

I took her inside holding her
upper arm in such a way that she was walking lop sided, she knew better than to
protest. I had a feeling I was scaring the shit out of her but couldn't bring
myself to care. I'd given her gentle and gentle got me fucked.

I marched up to my room. Mom could wait for the
shit she had me pick up. Pulling her into my room, I cornered her against the
wall, both hands on either side of her head.

"What were you doing
with him?"

"We were just talking." She looked
nervous as hell.

"What the fuck do you have to talk to him
about?"

"Roman we're just friends."

"Do you let all your friends shove their
tongues down your throat?"

"It wasn't like that."

"Yeah? Well then, tell me how it was I'm
listening." Why am I doing this shit to myself? Because you’re in love
with her you sap and you’re hurt and pissed and confused and what the fuck. I
have an enlightened brain but this shit still brought me to my fucking knees.
There’s no escaping emotions no matter how fucking smart you are.

"I was trying to prove a
point, I know now that I was stupid but at the time it seemed to make
sense."

"The point Victoria-Lynn."

"I wanted to prove to him that I didn't
love him, that I love you. I thought if I kissed him and he saw that it meant
nothing then he would ease up on the whole two of us getting together
thing."

"And if I hadn't seen
you, would you have told me about the kiss?" She squirmed like a fish on a
hook.

"Thought so. So by your reasoning, I
should shove my dick down Megan's throat, you know just to prove to her that I
don't want her sucking my dick. Or better yet Tiffany, she's been trying to
suck my dick for the longest time. What do you think Vicki, does that work for
you?"

She was sobbing and hyperventilating, see how
it feels bitch?

"If I ever see you near
him again, I'm going to fuck him up so bad not even his father will know him,
and then I'll deal with your ass."

"You don't want me..."

"You fucking kissed him in the middle of
the fucking parking lot of the diner for everyone to see. Everyone in our
little town who knew you were with me, how fucking stupid are you?"

"Please don't yell at
me, I said I was sorry." She covered her ears.

"You're unfucking believable you know
that. You had a fucking melt down from a text, a meaningless text from a
thousand fucking miles away, but you think I should just forgive you for
betraying me."

"I didn't betray you,
please Roman, please." I looked at her for the longest time not saying one
fucking word. I still wanted to smash her face, but I wanted to kiss her more.
I did neither.

"You want another shot, you're gonna have
to regain my trust and things are not going to be the same as before."

She started nodding before I
was through speaking. I hope she knows what she's getting into I have a lot of
pent up anger to assuage.

ROMAN

I fucked her six ways from Sunday,
up against the wall, bent over a chair. I dragged her onto the floor and
pounded out my anger in her. I bit and sucked every visible part of her body
while I was at it. Let her explain that shit to the sheriff, this way that
fucking dog and all the other motherfuckers in this town will see my mark and
know who owns her. She took it all like a champ and gave as
good
as she got but I still wasn't done with her. She hadn't learned her lesson yet.

"You have to earn my bed
again." I whispered that shit in her ear when I was finished pounding her
into my bedroom floor. It was cruel. A dick fuck thing to do and it made her
cry, but what the fuck? By fucking her I’d resealed the bond that should be
good enough for her for now. Did she think I was a pussy to just roll over and
take that shit? Hell fucking no, don't let the Gucci suit fool you, I'm a hard
motherfucker when I wanna be. I forgive, eventually, but I never forget, that's
for motherfucking chumps.

"Get cleaned up and go
home, go straight home Victoria-Lynn, no stops, no phone calls and no text with
Timmy Boy. Tomorrow we're going into Northwick and getting you a new phone with
a new number." She was on a plan with the sheriff, she could
fucking
explain to him why that was no longer needed I
didn't give a fuck. I'd already bought her the iPad and the Mac Book, why not
the fucking iPhone too. Now she'll be on my plan and there would be no reason
for him to have her new number. Some might say that's too over the top. Fuck,
You. You weren't in that fucking parking lot getting your heart ripped the fuck
out. I'll do me thank you very much and you can do you.

She walked the best she could
into my en-suite to take a shower. There were still some of her bath products
lying around in there. It's a wonder I hadn't gotten around to tossing that
shit; in fact I’d been too fucking mad to think of shit like that. I still had
all our pictures, though the one from my nightstand was in the bottom of the
drawer with a broken frame.

She came out of the bathroom
freshly showered, head down biting her lip. I was sitting on the edge of my bed
watching her.

"Come here Victoria-Lynn."

She came over to me quiet as a lamb. I stood
her between my knees and looked in her eyes for the longest time.

I kissed her hard then soft, nibbling on her
lips while feeling up her delectable ass. None of that was for her though that
was all for me. I’d missed the fuck out of her ass.

"I'll have Petra take you back to your
truck."

I saw the hurt that caused. I
was treating her like a fuck, not like the love of my life. Before I would
cuddle her after making love. Sometimes I’d even bathe her, pamper her and
cherish her.
Sheeeiiit
, we were a long motherfucking
way from those days. She got the dick, now she had to earn my heart.

I heard her explanation. It was all bullshit to
me, whether she meant to prove a point or not, she let another man touch what's
rightfully mine. Now I have a point to prove. No, Fucking, Way.

"Remember what I said,
no contact whatsoever. If you're walking down the street and you see him get
off the fucking street, walk somewhere else. If he says Hi, you become a dumb,
deaf and blind mute. In other words Victoria-Lynn, if you ever acknowledge his
existence again We, Are, Through and I fucking mean that shit." She
started to say some shit, maybe that he had been her friend for a long time or
some shit which had been her argument in the past. Not this time fuck that
shit. He gave up that card when she had to prove a point to him, maybe this
time he'll fucking get it. She never finished whatever the fuck she was going
to say. Good she was learning already.

She nodded her head, tears
running again. I wiped them away. What! I'm not an animal. I kissed her
forehead, patted her ass and took her downstairs to find Petra. Sis was only
too happy to see us back together, I could see the questions churning behind
her eyes but she didn't say anything. Mom who knew something had been up but
not quite what was warm and welcoming, she always liked my girl.

"Vicki, sweetheart it's
so good to see you. What are you and Kenneth doing for the holidays?"

"Dad's working,
uhm
,
I 'll be home I guess." She looked down kind of embarrassed.

Mom looked at me to say something, maybe to
invite her to eat with us, I kept my mouth shut, let her sweat. Petra was shooting
daggers at me with her eyes, like I cared. Mom had the good sense to drop it.
It was my decision after all.

I didn’t even wait around for
her to leave, just turned and headed back upstairs. Don’t think it wasn’t
fucking with me to treat her this way. It was, but she had fucked up almost
beyond repair; short of knocking the fuck out of her, which I’m pretty sure I
could never do, this was the next best thing. I tried to think of what it would
be like if I just walked away. I’d given that shit a lot of thought in the past
few weeks. But each time I did my whole fucking body revolted. She was in me
somehow, a part of me. There was no letting go fuck that.