CRAZY
We say goodbye to my family after a small talk. Well, it seems like Andy's charm worked on them, and though they can't say it to me, I know they think idea of running off was rather childish. All in all, Andy came for me. He came me. He left that bitch and went after the one his heart desires - the one he . That clears all my doubts, and so, we hit the road back to the city. Back to nightmare.
What was I even thinking, huh!
I concur with what they say, you know, running away from problems isn't the ? Yeah! I concur. That isn't a remedy to anything at all, and it will never be.
It's like the ridiculous tale of drinking your sorrows away, because in the morning wake up sober, and everything you thought you drowned down your system digested will be screaming at you. Basically, there are no shortcuts in life, are there smoother ways nor will everything be handed to you on a silver . If you want to succeed, if you wanna get what you want or achieve your in life, you have to go through all the ups and downs, swim in the quagmires, the mud where necessary, anything, because that is the sure way that you will something, else, life will slap you like a vagabond. You have to take everything -on, and give it your all. And that, that is exactly what I am going to do.
That bitch has walked all over me all my life. She took pleasure and satisfaction in me every damn chance she got. She took all the glory in every feud we into, including stealing my boyfriend back then. I don't give a fuck about
Damian, because what I felt for that son of a bitch was contrary to what love feels.
I don't give a damn about them, but I fucking care for my heart, and the life of the implicated in this mess. She has always won, but not this time.
They say love changes you a great deal, and I agree too. I never speculated in my life that I would ever fight for a man. I was to village for that crap. I actually my rips and jaws, calling it absurdity when I heard of people fighting of love. You know, those cheap fights and bitchy threats like "stay the fuck my man, biatch"? They really soudd too cliche for me. But again, as they say, never know the feeling until you are the one experiencing it. Now I know what feels like to love someone so much to a point of wanting to give them , and do just anything for them. Andy is worth all this and much more- and his daughter. They are worth the fight.
I never succumbed to cheap competition games of Maria before. I got to a point I accepted the fact that I can never stand against her. I eventually swallowed pride and wore the bitter crown of defeat and accepted it wholeheartedly, but , I am dropping that crown, I am crushing it to ashes, and going for the one she always, always had on.
I will not let her take these two precious people away from me. I will not permit to humiliate me ever again. Maybe the things she took from me before had no at all. Maybe I had no reason to fight on back then. But now, I so damn . They say love is like a fire, and I am going to show her just what one is willing do for love. This fire burning inside me will show her no mercy. I am going to this war, and I will make her swallow her vomits.
I can never win against her my left broken foot! We will freaking see about that!
"Hey! Where...where are we?" I implore, turning to Andy after realizing we are off main road.
I am fully aware that he is not familiar with this place, and that there is no shortcut the city. But why didn't he ask me?
The mischievous smile on his face stuns me more, but weirdly manages to arouse butterflies in my belly. He is always a serious dude, and I know when he acts mysterious he is up to some naughty mischief. Now that I think about it, I he is up at it because, why would he miss the road now when he didn't get when he was coming? It's so dubious, right?
"What is going through your head? Are you kidnapping me or something?" I tease, the smile on his face widens, revealing his long shiny teeth.
"Now why the hell would I do that?"
To hell with the innocence he is faking! who is he kidding? He is not stopping, he is up to something.
"Then where exactly are we going?"
"You know, that idea of kidnapping you isn't bad at all. I know my daughter wants see you asap, but just for today, I want to be selfish. I want you all for myself."
Whoa! Now that sends me straight to the moon. I don't know if I should be this with it or not because, I mean, Andy, prioritizing himself before his ? This is... Extraordinarily terrific! It's hard to believe! So hard to believe , but seeing the frown on his face confirms that he is actually serious, and he feeling guilty about it. Guilty about denying his precious daughter something.
Well, I'm already at the moon with this crazy idea of his, and I am not willing to just yet. I will go with him wherever he goes. I will give him anything he and beyond, I will even sink into the deepest depths of sin with him at any chance. That is how much I love him, and I am certain he loves me just as , or even more. So, whatever is running through his mind, I am super okay it.
All to himself, huh!
"You have become so naughty." He mutters.
"Huh?" I exclaim. Honestly, what did I do?
"What's that blush all about? Mmh.. A wild guess.. your mind is rolling somewhere the sheets with me?"
Shit! Was I, really?
"I.."
"Don't even dare deny it, Ania!"
"Well, I wasn't going to. Can you blame me, though? I miss you terribly, you know, your idea of having me all to yourself is giving me goosebumps."
"Mmh.. It should. Because I am planning to make up for everything. And you are to make up for making me go insanely wild for those fucking long hours that like freaking eternity."
"Aaah, I see! Is that meant to scare me?" He winks. That damn seductive wink!
He drops his left hand on my thigh, the right one remaining on the steering.
"By the way, has Rita or that jerk husband of hers called?" He asks, squeezing my , and ooh, just, ooh!
"No. She hasn't called after leaving our house yesterday. Why?"
"Just tell me if any of them does."
"Why? What happened?" I curiously ask albeit the spark of his hand on my thigh so dominant.
"Nothing. Don't worry. They deserve a punishment for what they did."
Okay, that sounds momentous, and I know this guy when it comes to seriousness.
"What did you do?"
"You want to know?" I nod my head, curiosity killing me. He pats his lap, and I my eyebrows. He is not implying what I am deducing, right? "Sit here and I tell you all about it." He implores, holding my arm for guidance.
I don't trust him at all on this one, but I have to take the risk.
I unbuckle the seat belt, and with his gentle aid, I manage to park myself on his lap in a minute, hoping that we won't cause an accident.
Ooh, dear! This is not good, but there is no way I am backing out now. I don't even that option, since I am caged between his legs and his Hardrock chest. His is working its magic again, and before it gains total effect on me, I look up to devilish eyes.
"Well..." I try to speak, but he seals my lips with a kiss.
"You don't get to talk about anything except us from now. That's an order from master." He says between the kiss, and damn!
Master my...
"You are such a..."
"A smart ass jerk? As long as I am your jerk and I can still work my tricks on you, , I am okay." He kisses me again, setting everything in me ablaze.
Isn't he a cute-candy-smart-ass jerk? I mean... I mean...
"Ooh.."
I mean.. What am I saying?