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Ch12: Your Two Boyfriend's Bell Boy and Scumbag Pretty Boy
"What are you doing?" Stephan asks taking a seat next to me.
Why is my stepfather here?
I look over at him and realise he's in disguise. Wearing a grey large hoodie and some sunglasses he isn't easily recognized.
Thank God he takes precautions.
"None of your business," I take a sip from my beer.
"May I?" he asks grabbing the other beer I ordered.
"No," I glare at him.
"Why you order two beers?" he asks releasing the can "you're not going to drink both of them."
"Let's just say I'm big on commemorating the dead with traditions," I say looking over at him through my own sunglasses.
"I see," he chuckles "you're mourning that Luis kid....honestly he's not worth mourning. He slept with Alisson."
Who suddenly gave him any right to judge Luis?
"You're one to talk," I scoff "you back stabbed my dad by sleeping with my mom while he was alive. For how long Stephan were you and my mom banging before my dad died, uh?"
"That's different," he glares at me "we're not siblings like you and Alisson."
"No," I shake my head "you're right you weren't blood brothers, but my dad loved and trusted you like one. And what did you do? Bang his wife."
"You will talk to me with the respect I deserve," he whispers furiously trying his best to keep his composure.
"Respect is not something you demand, its something you earn," I say bitterly "and honestly you don't deserve any kind of respect."
"I am your stepfather," he warns me "I can have your mother crush you."
I'm surprised by his threat, but he doesn't scare me.
"No, you can't," I shake my head "you want to know why?"
He doesn't answer, but I continue anyway.
"Because Elizabeth doesn't love you. The only reason she married you is that you were convenient. My father taught you everything about the company and Elizabeth knew she needed you in order for everything to keep running smoothly," I tell him.
"That's where you're wrong," he smirks, an ugly confident look on his face "I have your mother under control. What I say goes, don't you ever forget that."
"See you underestimate Elizabeth's intelligence," I give him a sad pathetic look "she doesn't get controlled, she controls you. Once you're no longer useful to her she will throw you away like the piece of trash you are."
He's staring at me with fury, but I ignore him placing my money under one of my beer cans.
As I'm about to walk away I realize there's something I forgot to tell him. So I face Stephan and lean towards him to whisper in his ear.
"Stephan my dad picked you up from the gutter and made you what you are. I am his oldest daughter the heiress of his company," I say "and just how he picked you up I can throw you back down. So you can shove your threats up your ass, okay? Don't you ever forget that."
Satisfied with what I said I turn on my feet and walk out of the club feeling victorious.
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I hear my disposable phone ring and I know its Sam calling me again.
I don't want to answer. He'll try to convince me that Luis' death isn't on me, but I know differently.
I dragged him into my life and thanks to that he's dead...sometimes I use to wonder if he suffered. If he knew he was gonna die before he took his last breath and if that terrified him.
I'd like to think it didn't, but with multiple stab wounds to the chest. Painfuly scary might be the only words to describe his last minutes.
My phone stops ringing and I make a mental note to call Sam soon. Taking a deep breath I walk up the stairs and into my apartment building.
What awaits me inside is a scene I didn't expect. Noah and Elliot are throwing punches at one another as Jason desperately tries to pull them apart.
"Guys," Jason yells "stop it. My boss will kill me if anyone complains."
His pleads go unheard and I decide it's best if I intervene.
"Guys," I scream as loud as I can and all three guys turn to look at me "what the hell is going on?"
Noah's nose is bleeding, his jaw is bruised and his eyebrow is split wide open, while Elliot's eye looks swollen and he has a busted lip.
No one answers and for a second I think their frozen in place, until they all start talking simultaneously and I can't make out anything they're saying.
"Shut up," I order "Jason you tell me what happened."
"Sure let the sweet little bell boy explain," Elliot complains leaning against the counter.
"Watch it," Noah threatens sending him a menacing look.
"Or what?" Elliot smirks, almost as if he's enjoying the conflict.
"Or nothing," I say walking towards them placing myself directly infront of the three. "Jason please explain."
"Me and Noah were here just talking like normal. Then Elliot shows up drunk," Jason explains "and starts picking a fight with Noah."
"That's not what happened," Elliot comments uninterestedly.
"Fine," I look over at him "how did things happen?"
"First off I'm not drunk I just had a couple of beers," he points out. "Second off I strolled in camly minding my own business, but your two boyfriend's bell boy and scumbag pretty boy here started picking a fight with me."
"Oh yeah," I say sarcastically "Elliot Stone was the poor abused victim in all of this."
Rolling my eyes, for the third time today, I run my hands through my hair.
"I'm gonna go," I yawn before pointing at Elliot "and you are coming with me."
"Lydia I'm sorry I-" Noah says, but I stop him.
"Honestly I don't want to hear it," I give him a weak smile "I had a shitty day and I just want to go to bed."
"I didn't want to fight him Lydia," Noah explains "but he just kept going on and on."
"Yes," Elliot says sarcastically "blame Elliot for everything."
"You're twenty-six," I tell him "I think your old enough to make the right choice. You choose not to in this situation.....Goodnight Noah."
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"Stop moving," I tell Elliot for the ninth time.
"I wouldn't move if you weren't so rough," he answers.
I'm disinfecting Elliot's busted lip and gave him some ice for his black eye.
"You're such a baby," I say once I'm done "I didn't even touch you."
"Oh no," he stalks towards me and I take a step back hitting the table with my back. Before I can walk away Elliot puts both his hands on either side of me and I'm trapped.
This is exactly what happened when we kissed.
No.
"You're a bit too close," I try pushing him away, but my efforts fail. "Elliot ever heard of personal space?"
He's starring at me with so much concentration that I feel as though I'll melt under his heated look.
"Your heart's racing," he puts two fingers on my neck "I'm making you nervous."
Yes you are Stone, but I can't give in.
"Yes you're making me extremely nervous," I admit " because your drunk and I don't what your capable of when your drunk."
"I'm only slightly buzzed," he corrects me "but don't worry I'm not gonna do anything you don't want me to."
"Fine," I say "let me go then."
"As you please," he realses me and I take a few steps away from him.
Now that I'm out of his grap I realse a breath I didn't know I was holding in.
The effect you have on me Stone. Although I don't like this Stone very much and that should be a good thing, but I feel as thought its not.
"I'm going to go to bed," I nod awkwardly before beginning to walk away.
"Wait," he says and for a minute I see old Elliot back. His face and eyes soften and my heart skips a beat at the sight of him.
Control yourself Lydia.
"What?" I ask more harshly than intended.
"Macy she's complicated," he starts and realise where this is going.
"And she's your girlfriend," I answer annoyed.
"That's where your wrong," Elliot smiles slightly "she's not my girlfriend."
"What?" I asks suprised.
I was not expecting this.
"Macy, she's not my girlfriend."
A/N: Heyyy!!! Sorry I didn't upload yesterday I was a bit busy with Halloween. Anyways I really like this chapter and I hope you guys do as well!!!
Happy late Halloween! I hope everything went as planned and that you had a wonderful time.
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Love, Pam