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Ch20: Creepy Perverted Tom
Day 90
I wake up feeling extremely hot and realize Elliot is wrapped around me like a vine.
He's so cute when he's asleep.
Suddenly all of last nights memories hit me like a slap in the face. Me saying I love you and then us....bed....together.
Oh god.
No. No. No. No.
This can't be happening.
What did I do?
I can't belive I had sex him.
Fuck my life. Quickly I stand up wrap myself in a blanket and grab a pair of jeans, a shirt, shoes, and undergarment. I proceed then to run into the restroom and begin taking a hot shower.
Last nights events linger through my head and it's as if I can't belive they happened. Almost like I'm watching them happen on televison with great quality.
As soon as I'm finished I get out of the shower and dresss as quickly as I can before putting my wet hair up in a messy bun. Careful not to make too much noise I go into my room grab my keys and cellphones before running out the apartment. Once I'm outside I pull out my disposable phone and call Sam.
"Hey," he answers.
"Sam," I breathe "we need to talk."
"I can't right now," he says "I'm a little busy."
"I want to turn myself in," I tell him and it feels right to say the words out loud.
I want to turn myself in.
"I'll be in the alley."
"Okay," I nod before hanging up.
***
"Abrelle," Sam smiles as I make my way towards him.
"Sammy," I smile back even though I feel terrible.
How am I going to tell him that I slept with Elliot?
"So what's wrong?" He asks casually leaning against the wall.
"I think I want to turn myself in," I say "I did a horrible thing and I don't know how to deal with it."
"What did you do Abrelle?" He takes a threatning step towards me.
"I told Elliot I loved him," I look at the ground "and I...w-w-e....um...we kind of...um...slept."
"You slept with him," he growls and I silently nod.
"We need to find you a new place to hide," Sam begins pacing "and a new name. We need to get you as far away from him as possible.
"No," I whisper "I'm not running away again. I have to face everything I've done."
"You can't turn yourself in," he yells frustrated "it wouls ruin everything."
"Ruin everything?" I question "what are you talking about?"
"These three years," he explains, a nervous look on his face "we've worked so hard to build you a new life and you ruin it by fucking some guy. I won't let you Abrelle."
"It's not your choice Sammy," I say kindly placing my hand on the side of his face "I think its time for me to face everything. I'm done running away from my problems."
"You can't," he shakes his head "not for some guy you just met. Please don't turn yourself in Abrelle. Please."
"I'm sorry," I place a soft kiss on his cheek "but I have to. I can't live my entire life hidding from this. I want this nightmare to end Sam."
With that said I turn around and walk away. I can hear Sam calling my name, but I don't turn around.
I've made my choice.
***
"Lyddie," Elliot exclaims as I make my way inside the apartment.
"Hey," I grin "I went for a walk."
"I was worried," he wraps his arms around my waist burying his face in the side of my neck "I thought maybe it was because of what happened last night."
"No," I lie "I had a nightmare and you know I like taking walks to clear my head."
"I have work," he groans "maybe we can watch a movie tonight."
"Call in sick," I tell him "I want to spend all afternoon with you. Just this one time."
This last time.
I've decided to turn myself in tonight after I've spent at least all day with Elliot. I know it's selfish of me, but I think I deserve to be a little selfish today.
"I don't know," he scratches the back of his head.
"Please," I kiss him, a soft wet kiss.
"I don't think I'm conviced yet," he smirks amd I chuckle.
"Should I try harder?" I ask playfully.
"I think you're going to need to," he nods, a fake innocent look on his face "or I might just have to go to work."
"We wouldn't want that," I kiss his lips before slowly moving down the side his neck.
"No we wouldn't," he mumbles running his hands down my back clearly enjoying himself.
"Are you convinced now?" I ask playfully kissing him.
"I think so," he answers before planting his lips on mine deepening the kiss. I carefully push him towards the couch making sure our lips stay connected. He catches on placing his hands on thighs and lifting my up before laying me down on the couch so he lays over me.
"What is up with you today?" He asks breathless.
"I'm enjoying my last day," I spit out not realizing what I said.
"What does that mean?" He says confused.
Shit.
"Nothing," I kiss in an attempt to distract him.
"Tell me," he says in between kisses.
"It doesn't mean anything," I place my hands on his chest and carefully push him aside so that I end laying on top of him.
"Lyddie," he scrunches his eyebrows.
"Shit Elliot," I scowl "just shut up and kiss me."
He doesn't answer, but rather flips us over again and kisses me. I kiss him back wrapping my arms around his neck pulling him closer to me.
"I'll call in sick today," he whispers slowly planting a kiss below my ear and it makes every hormone in my body go crazy.
"Please," I breathe out.
***
"What's wrong?" Elliot asks pulling me closer. It's currently ten p.m. and we're laying down in bed after finishing an epic zombie movie marathon.
"Nothing," I shake my head "why do you ask?"
"You're acting strange," he comments.
"I'm just happy," I lie "and I'm having one those days where I want to be with you all the time."
The last time. I know it sounds dramatic and all, but think about it. The girl you love has been hiding her true identity from you, running from the cops, and being accused of killing her fiance. I think he's probably never going to want to see me again once he finds out the truth.
So yeah, drama and all, the last time.
"Okay," he mumbles closing his eyes. I lay next to him quietly for what feels like around an hour. Carefully I move away from him and stand up.
"Bye Elliot," I smile "hopefully you forgive me one day."
***
I walk down the dark lonely street with an umbrella over my head. Not even the weather was stopping me from this.
I'm currently making my way down San Cafe when I hear splashing behind me. I glance behind me and see a strange smirking face.
"Don't recognize me sugar?" the man takes a few steps fowards and I realize who is.
Creepy perverted Tom. Last time I'd seen him Elliot had punched him multiple times.
"Tom," I take a step back "what do you want?"
"What I've always wanted," he smiles, a disgustingly scary smile "you."
"Leave her alone," A familiar voice calls out and I immediately turn around to face him.
Elliot's standing behind me with a yellow umbrella over his head and a nasty glare on his face.
"Look who's here," Tom chuckles "your knight and shinning armor."
"Elliot," I walk towards him "what are you doing here?"
"You really think I fell asleep," he rolls his eyes "I knew something was up."
"I'm gonna turn myself in," I spit out not thinking about what I said.
"What?" He asks confused.
"Now I like romance and all," Tom shrugs "but I got a job to do."
"Tom just leave," I roll my eyes.
"No can do," he shakes his head before pulling out a small black gun.
"Tom," I back away.
"Sorry sugar," he shoots.
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