Stuck between a rock and a hard place I held her arm's length staring at her saggy eyes, they were slightly red too, her face had scratches and her nails were still buried in her mouth she looked disturbed.
“ what is it” I asked,
“ I am running mad, where the hell is the coke” she said, thrusting her hands at me as she tried searching me I struggled to get her off me, but she persisted.
Holding her at arm length, “ I cant give you that, till you tell me why you use it in the first place” I said, she stares at me with watery eyes, “ just a sniff to calm myself down please” she said giving me those puppy dog eyes, which almost melt my harden heart.
“ no” I replied, removing my hand from her shoulder,
“ and Sinclair wouldn't be happy seeing you in such condition go freshen up,” I said, I knew she would break,
“ fine, i got cheated on, my boyFriend he is in Hawaii, with another chick, and I know about it but__” she falls on the ground looking more frustrated, “ but i love him and I can't get myself to hate him, never mind, you wouldn't understand prolly never had a real relationship when you had your dick stuck in every girl ass”
Used to this statement already, I walk up to her, bringing out a pack from my shirt pocket, “ here’s you stuff, Sinclair would be home soon” I said exhausted, she stares at me and then the pack, totally astonished by my nonchalant behavior.
“ Thanks” she stutters, scampering into her room, like a chased cat, she’s taking a crack because of a damn heartbreak, and I thought I was crazy.
Going back to my room, I slipped out of my clothes I had on earlier, my dick still held in chastity, Sinclair held the key to my dick, hurray !, I say subconsciously as I turn the warm showers on, the renovation would start soon I would be a restaurant owner, that’s all I need to think about, anything other than that I might not be able to withstand it
Vanessa pov
Taking a sniff of the drug earlier, I could feel my mind loosen up, as I slumb to the floor like a sack of grains as I watch my ceiling spin gently, I smile, as a result of an unknown happiness, my pain sudden feels like a source of joy the drug is working, but just when she begin to climb tears pool down my eyes, blurring my bison.
I thought I wouldn't go back to this after last two years being in rehab, I hate that place so much, and moms fuck boy knowing about this, I am going there for sure, he had foolishly let me spill the fact that adonis ones again is the reason for my suffering.
It all started when I took a line of crack this morning, just to find myself on my bed again, tucked beneath the duvet, with my crack missing, I hope I didn’t do anything stupid with him.
I need to get him out of the way, mom can get other men, to help her sexual needs out, not this one he knows too much already, and he would be the end of me, he's way too smart too.
Cleaning the remains of the powder beneath my nose I dress in shorts, and a strap singlet, he's a sex freak he should be attached enough to fool himself around me, that would get him kicked out for sure.
Mom doesn't take nonsense
Walking down his room, it was closed, plan A wouldn't work if the door was locked, I had to change plans, knocking on his door. I didn't hear anything, no sign he would be coming to open the door.
Damn this man, what's his problem?,
“ Martin!” I call out this time threatening to break the door,
What!” “he said, opening the door immediately with a headset over his head, “get the hell out of my way” I said, pushing him out.
As the tumult in my heart grew, he knew I was at the door and did not open the door, looking around the room, this one is different from other submissives room, it was a vip room, and there was everything in it, shiny marble floor, a nice king sized bed, a flat-screen tv, with game sets and everything this must be a vip submission.
“ what do you want this time,” he said pressing his fingers against his temples frustrated, for a minute I forget I came here for something, “ I would pay you, to keep your mouth shut”
“ I don't need your money, I wouldn’t tell your mother ,” he said, seating on the bean bag just before the pads, like I don't even exist, he's such a buzz kill, agh!.
Walking towards him, I take the headset from his head, “ hey!” he yells standing up, “ I don't believe you” I said, he shrugs, “ i wouldn't tell your mother” he said,
“Pinky swear” I said raising my pinky, for unknown reasons I think I can trust him, “ what are you, a five-year-old?” he asked, amused,
“ swear?” Holding his w his headset held with the tip of my fingers, “pinky swear” he brings out his fingers them clung them gently with mine.
“ take
“Thanks”
My eyes travel down his pants he is hard, “ don't flatter yourself” he said cupping his dick with his hands then walk back to the bean bag.
“ quick question, before you took me back to my room, did I do or say anything weird” I said, I didn't remember anything, I just knew I had spent my night searching through tatiana rossi's page, she is the oke adonis is current having sex with Hawaii, and after everything I had to take a little potion of crack , and that was all I remember.
“ you don't remember “ he asked stunned by my questions, my fingers knotted, as anxiety found its way into my heart, I know I have done something crazy, each time I take too much after a depressing day I fall unconscious.
“ well you tried having me to sleep with you” he said pressing buttons on his pad, my heart skips a beat, “ sorry” I said, he nods,
“ I thought maybe you were frustrated because of some academic issues but knowing you take that because of someone who doesn't love you, isn't something that is worth It” he said.
The last sentence hit me real hard, “ who are you to tell me if he loves me or not, you don't know him, besides keep your end of the promise” I said storming out of the room, as tears pool down my eyes, adonis loves me,
He is in a Hawaii van, with another woman.
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I hear chopping noises on a board, coming from the kitchen, is he cooking again?, coming out of my room, I tiptoe to the kitchen, just to find mom's sex boy, caressed by an apron, chopping some onions on the board
He had his phone playing music, my favorite artist, Chaka Demus , and pliers, the best reggae musician of all times, my feet tap subconsciously, as I hummed to the music.
“ you know I am not blimd” I hear him say as the music stopped, making me shriek slightly in shock, my knees tremble, I thought I was quiet enough.
“ you can come in,” he said, clearing my throat, I walk in with squared shoulders, “ I only came to take water , the supply in my room finished,” I said clearing my throat once more, he arch a brow at me and I know he isn't convince but I had a dignity to uphold.
“ I need assistance” he said
“ Well, there wasn't a use for a maid till you came, so tell mom to get one” I said, clearing my throat again, as my throat aches, I see him close his mouth and open again, he's speechless.
Yeah right, I got him where I wanted him to be_speechless
“ help me out” he said this time,
“why ”
“ because you want to,” he said, as he continues chopping the onions, “ what…” I couldn't resist this time around he's right.
“ well because you asked,” I said dropping the glass of water, the house Is so boring, and having a whole semester in the house I need to get busy even if it warrants me learning how to use a knife properly.
“ Start with that” he said passing some green beans to me, “ just three sticks will do” he said.
“ how did you start cooking,” I asked as I chopped them , he smirks, “ I learned from my grandma,” he said, beaming with a bright smile,
“ I never met my grandma, I only met my mom,” I said as the lump I thought died came back this time It felt like I would choke.
“ well you have yours, mine died in the delivery room, while my dad was too boyish to take responsibility, and I have no idea if he would have because he's dead so how's that” he said.
“ what?”
I could sense the pain lingering in his words, he didn't reply, “ I am sorry” I replied as I saw him drop the knife on the chopping board, now replaced by his hands, his eyes closed, “ do you want to cry?” I asked,
“ no, the onion still has a burning effect in my eyes,” he said sniffing, then he cleaned his eyes with his palm, I saw him walk towards the faucet where he washes his face, “ all gone” he passed a weak smile at me.
One's again the mood in the kitchen died, it felt like strangers for a second, and I am the cause, as I watch him cook in utter silence, taking his phone, I continue the music
Singing along with a wooden spoon held firmly by my hands, mimicking a microphone, he stares at me in amusement, passing a weak smile, it makes my heart flutter seeing him smile like that,
“ bam bam,” he said just in time as he took the wooden spoon he was using to stir the chicken and then began to sing to it.
Funny how we got every lyrics
“ What is the meaning of this?“
Everything got intense real quick
“ Mom?”
“ welcome Sinclair” martinsb said
Mom stared at him with deadly demon's eyes.