Chapter 88 Chapter 88 Taylor
My eyes flutter open and I reach for him. His side of the bed is cold, he is not there. I stretch and check the time, I need to get ready for school, woke up five minutes before my alarm. My body is beyond sore, everywhere, all over. We have been fucking like damn bunny rabbits for seven days. Sliding my feet off the bed, I stretch again and head to shower.
I put on my lacy undies and head to his room. Something is off, his room smells clean and not like him. I come around the corner and the bed is made. The room is fucking empty, none of his stuff is here. I open the closet, then check the bathroom. What in the actual fuck???
I go out to the kitchen, no Dimitri, I step in the living room and someone is on the couch but it's not him.
"Who the fuck are you???" I yell and startle the young kid in a suit, who is passed out on my couch.
I cross my arms over my bare breasts. He looks me up and down, his face is flushed. "Sorry diamond, I am Dimitri's replacement. Taylor!" he extends his hand like I am going to take it. I am topless.
"What are you staring at? I don't want a replacement, I want Dimitri!"
"I mean me too." he blurts. "I mean Dimitri, he is hot. Sorry for staring, I wasn't expecting you to come out like this." he points to me. "Is that his handy work?" he looks down at my bruised thighs.
"None of your business! Where is he? Get him back here!!!" I scowl.
"Can't do, diamond. He is somewhere over the Atlantic on his way home. He is a General now!" he beams. Am I supposed to know what that means? I cock my head sideways.
"Sorry, he will lead about ten thousand of us for his dad. Dimitri is Illia's right hand now." he digs in his pocket and hands me an envelope. "He left this for you!"
I release my tits and this kid's eyes pop, he looks down. I snatch the paper from him and open it.
"I love you, I miss you already. I wish things were different. Take care of yourself and be good to Taylor. By the way he is gay, I can't have you sleeping with any of my guys. Burn this and don't show it to anyone. My written words can cost me my life. I am sorry if I hurt you, that was not my intention."
I want to ask Taylor about this but he said burn it. I turn and head for the kitchen sink, I pull a lighter from my junk drawer and set the paper on fire. I watch it burn to ash. I walk back into my bedroom and get dressed, jeans and a t-shirt. I take my backpack out of the closet and meet Taylor back in the living room. He stands as soon as he sees me.
"Holy shit! You are a tall motherfucker!" I say, he towers over me by at least two feet.
"I prefer fatherfucker!" he smiles rubbing the back of his neck.
"How old are you fatherfucker? At least you are funny!" I laugh.
"Twenty-one!" he smiles.
"Let's go! I don't want to be late for school."
"Sooo, I can stay?"
"I don't know yet. I don't think I need a bodyguard anymore. Honestly I was going to send Dimitri home!"
We exit the apartment and I lock the door. Down the elevator we go and in the parking lot.
Taylor follows me inside the school, Mia, Tiana and Yesenia wait for me by the trophy case. They turn and one by one their eyebrows scrunch up.
"Who is this tall tree of a boy?" asks Mia.
"You are barking up the wrong tree baby!" I smile at her.
"Ah, shit!"
He laughs behind me.
"This is Taylor, Dimitri's replacement! I guess he was saying goodbye, fucking me like a mad man for seven fucking days!" I yell and stomp my feet. I see so much red, red everywhere. I am going to rip his fucking head off red, as soon as I see his ass. "I am going to rip his fucking head off when I see him."
"You won't be seeing him anymore!" says Taylor.
"Oh, I will. I have an invite to Illia's birthday!"
"I've never been to a family event. Cool!" he smiles.
"Yea well I have!" I fist my hands so hard my nails dig in and draw blood. I take a deep breath trying to calm down. It's not working, I am fuming.
Yesenia and I walk in Spanish class. Miss Ortiz has a low cut shirt on, her tiny tits on full display ready to flirt with Dimitri I bet. Not today!!! Over the last couple of months her clothes have been getting smaller and shorter. I am not in the mood today not one little bit. I drop down on my desk at the back of the classroom and Taylor takes a seat in the chair where Dimitri usually sits. I shake my leg as I take my book and notebook out.
"Where is Dimitri?" she asks trying to sound sultry or sexy.
"He is gone. This is Taylor!" I say dryly, the words sound so sour, I wince.
"That's too bad. I really liked him!"
Before I can stop myself, I bleed. "I bet you did. Did you think he was finally going to give in and go out with you? I have been fucking him since Christmas Break, baby, he was never going to go out with you. Your flirting is damn pathetic!"
"Elena, to the principal's office now!!!"
I grab my bag and shove my stuff with such force I rip it by the zipper. "Your tits are too small and you always have lipstick on your teeth!"
The entire class bursts into a laughing fit and I feel bad, I am not mad at her, I shouldn't have embarrassed her. I am pissed at him. My shoulders slump, I lean on the lockers outside her classroom. She follows me out, her face is so red.
"I am sorry! I shouldn't have taken my anger on you. He just left without a damn word!" the tears roll.
Miss Ortiz is rubbing the lipstick off of her teeth. She shifts her weight from one heel to the other. Her black hair is pinned up a few loose strands form her face. Glasses rested on her button nose, her blouse is adorable and her pencil skirt on point.
"I had a feeling, he watched you so closely. Don't think that apology did anything, you are still getting detention all week missy!" she hands me the slip after she is done writing on it. "Next time, help a girl out so she doesn't look like a fool for months."
"Coach Jones has been loving your new clothes!" I smile at her as Taylor and I head to the office.
I grab the door handle and stop. "Please don't tell Dimitri!"