Chapter 33: Whore

KRIS:

Lucian had kept me in bed all day. Not that I was complaining but I missed the others.

We'd been in the room since after breakfast. I was missing the regular chatter and their stupid asses.

"Angel," I called, while drawing patterns on his chest.

I'd been lying on him all day and he hadn't made a move to get me off him.

Superhuman.

"Mmmhmmm.” He answered, rubbing my back.

"I'm bored.” I whined.

"There are a lot of things we can do.” He licked his lips, staring at me.

I didn't fail to get the double meaning behind his words. Butterflies erupted in my stomach.

"Nuh-uh. I wanna go out.” I managed in a barely audible voice which didn't go unnoticed by him.

He smirked.

"Not happening.”

"Why?" I whined, making sad eyes at him with pouty lips.

"Not ready to share you yet.”

"Please" I gave him puppy eyes.

Next thing I knew, I was under him and he was hovering over me, supporting his weight on his arms.

"You want to go out.” He stated more than asked.

I nodded.

"Kiss me" He stared at me intently.

My eyes wandered to his wet lips before going back to his eyes.

"Will you let me go?" I asked, unsure though his lips were calling out to me.

"Depends on how good your kiss is.” He smirked but I frowned.

Looking at me, he attempted pulling away from me but my hands flew to his shirt and I grabbed it, pulling him to me before sealing my lips with his.

He smiled into the kiss. Wrapping his arms around my waist, he pulled me closer, deepening the kiss.

Coming up for air, he released me and I flicked my tongue against his lip ring before scurrying away from his reach.

I couldn't wait to see if he was after me. I quickly ran to the door. Opening it, I ran outside giggling like a psycho.

"Look who decided to see the light of day.” Chris announced as I got to the living room.

"Dude! I have a window in my room and you saw me during breakfast.” I rolled my eyes before slumping on a couch.

Everyone was around with the exception of Val and Lexi and surprisingly, Tiffany.

Surprising because she's always with Jake.

"Whatever but you have to give me a baby in nine months’ time.” He waggled his eyebrows at me and I slapped a hand over my face.

"Why are we friends again?"

"Because you love me so much.” He winked.

"Ewwww.” Paige said "Yeah...ewwww" I added.

"What have you guys been up to?" I asked, staring at what's showing on the TV.

"Well, not all of us are into baby making processes so we've been sitting around and doing nothing.” Paige croaked out earning a glare from me.

Will they ever let me be?

Jake was using his phone all through. Deciding to trouble him, I ran to him and snatched it from his hands, running towards the stairs.

"What the…Kris!" He yelled but I didn't look back.

I kept running till I got to my room door. I slammed it open in a haste but I stumbled to a halt, my feet freezing to the ground at the sight before me.

Tiffany was splayed on the bed, in a towel that's barely covering her ass cheeks.

My heart began racing. The sound of the bathroom door opening caught my attention and my eyes met Lucian coming out with a towel on his waist.

He smirked at me but his gaze travelled to the bed and he went still, the smirk draining from his face, replaced by a scowl.

Jake chose that time to find me.

"Kris...what the hell is happening here?" He asked, standing beside me.

Lucian's eyes met mine again. The look in them was like he had no idea what was going on.

Tiffany looked at me with a sickly-sweet smile etched on her face. Ignoring Jake and I, she got up from the bed and strode towards Lucian.

Without hesitation, I ran over and blocked her way, standing in front of him. He immediately wrapped his arms around my waist, resting his head on my hair.

Tiffany stopped in her tracks, scowling at me.

"Get your sick self out of my room, bitch.” I yelled, my voice laced with anger.

She was going to say something but Lucian beat her to it.

"Now," came his cold voice.

And again, Jake decided to interfere at this moment.

"How'd you know your so-called boyfriend isn't guilty?" He stared at me, making Tiffany smile.

What the hell?

"Are you serious right now?" My brows furrowed in anger. He stared at me blankly like he was stating an obvious fact.

"You're unbelievable.” I shouted.

"Your bitchy ass friend was trying to seduce my boyfriend right before your very eyes and you stand here to vomit that crap?"

He stared at me and for a moment he looked remorseful.

"I'm sorry okay but…"

"Keep your sorry to yourself.” I huffed before returning my attention to the bitch herself. "And you, what exactly are you still waiting for? Get your sorry ass out.”

"You…" She tried talking but Jake cut her off.

"Leave Tiffany.”

"Jake...but…"

"Get your bags and leave this property.” He interrupted her.

Her eyes widened before meeting mine, glaring daggers at me. Her face contorted into anger as she stomped out.

Watching her walk out, I realized our noise had alerted the others as they were all standing by the door with wide eyes.

I have very Snoopy friends.

Once they caught me staring at them, they quietly turned and left. Jake was the last to leave, closing the door behind him.

Immediately they were all out, Lucian turned me to face him, arms still around my waist as he stared into my eyes.

"Babe, you…" I sealed my lips with his before he could complete his sentence.

At first, he was taken aback but slowly, he eased into the kiss, pulling me tightly against him as I melted into the kiss.

The kiss was getting heated till I remembered Jake's phone was still with me.

"Angel, I have to give Jake his phone.” I said breaking from the kiss.

"How did you get it?" He frowned.

"I might have snatched it from him.” I explained.

"I'll take it to….”

"No. No way.” I objected.

Jake and Lucian are not to be trusted alone. And after what just happened, I was picturing a lot of bad scenarios that could go down.

"Wait, I'll be right back.” I pecked his lips before slipping away from his hold.

After looking for the asshole all over the house, well everywhere but his room, I finally found him sitting by himself on the porch, head down.

I approached him.

"Here's your phone.” I stretched it towards him.

He looked up and his eyes met mine.

"Kris…" he gulped. "I'm really…"

"Save it," I caught him off before he could continue his sentence, not ready to hear his apology.

Placing his phone next to him, I headed inside.

He always thought the worst of Lucian in every situation. Why he dislikes him so much, I couldn't tell.