“Sit… both of you.”
I know the fight wasn’t K’s fault but right now I'm to angry to care, I want to know why Vanessa is lying through her back teeth… again.
“Me.. What've I done? I was only doing to do what you wanted to but Couldn't... Jeez I won't bother next time.”
“There won't be a next time Karina. Even though this is my office and my club I can't have this happening it's bad for business.” I may not run the place on a day to day basis but Sam my manager has done a fantastic job at keeping this place one of the best clubs in Madrid, and I would like to keep it that way.
“I appreciate you trying to stand up for Allie, I'm glad she has you to call a friend but right now I need to know what she's doing here and how I've apparently invited her.” Karina nods her head at me and runs her fingers across her mouth as if she's zipping her mouth shut. Then I look over to Vanessa who's sat in the chair next to her. She looks a right mess, her hair is now out of place and she has a bloody big shiner forming on her face from where Allie smacked her one.
“She…? I have a name you know. And Connor put a lead on your bitch will you.” Vanessa scorns.
Allie's mouth drops open hitting the floor, in fact everyone’s is expect for Karina. She's sitting there laughing. What the fuck is she doing now. Before I can ask her she looks to her right at Vanessa.
“Ha... good one. But if you think that bitch can bite.” She points at the mark on Vanessa’s face before continuing. “Then you've seen nothing because this bitch.” She’s pointing to herself now only with more attitude. “Will rip your fucking face off.”
Now it's Vanessa’s turn to look shocked. Well I wouldn't say shocked I’d say more petrified.
“You wouldn't dare?” Vanessa says.
“Oh… try me.” If looks could kill Vanessa would be six feet under by now. I look around the room everyone standing proud for her but also ready to defend her as well. I glance another look at Johnny and his face says it all. The guy might still be holding his bollocks in his hand but the smile plastered across his face tells me he would gladly go to war for her.
Fixing my gaze back onto Vanessa I say.
“Well come on explain…I haven’t got all night.”
Leaning over the side of her chair she rummages in her bag for something and that’s when I see it… the distinctive red envelope.
Shit.
Allie immediately stiffens in my lap and I run my hand up and down her back to calm her down.
“Breath Angel… it’s ok I'm here.” I tell her calmly even though I'm anything but calm at this precise moment.
“Where did you get that from?” Allie asks her with a quiver in her voice.
“Like I said… Connor invited me. It was posted through my door last week, so as you can imagine I booked the first flight out here.”
Tyrone takes a black leather glove out of his pocket and puts it on his hand before taking it from Vanessa and placing it on my desk. He peels it open and pulls the all too familiar crisp white paper out and flattens it out in the middle of my desk so we can all see.
Vanessa,
I miss you my sweet, I'm so sorry how Allie treated you. Will you please let me make it up to you?
I would love for you to join me in Madrid.
Your name will be on the vip guest list at my club if
You decide to come and join me.
Your’s
C xx
Before I even get the chance to spit my venom at Vanessa, Allie jumps up off my lap and dives straight for her, I leap out of my chair and wrap both of my arms around her shoulders, pulling her back as she’s kicking and screaming.
“You silly fucking bitch, there’s no postage on it… everyone in England know’s the guys are back on tour it's common knowledge, how could he of sent it to you? You really are just a dumb blonde.”
Then it hits me.
“Vanessa please tell me it’s not you? Because if it is, you had better start running now before I let Allie and Karina loose on your skanky arse, and this time I won’t be stopping them.”
She looks at me like a deer in headlights and with total confusion written all over her mangled face.
Jesus what did I ever see in her?
“Connor I have no idea what you're talking about, I really don’t.”
Liam scoffs from his place over in the corner and walks over to where she’s sitting and gets right up in her face before saying.
“Yeah ok, if you say so Vanessa. Your a vindictive bitch, this is something only you would do to get your claws back into Connor. Let me guess you couldn’t have him so you thought no one else could either?”
She’s gone paler than Casper the ghost and tears are brimming in her eyes as she turns back to me and with about has much heart has she’s capable of she sticks to her earlier statement.
“I mean it, I haven't got a clue what your on about, when I received the letter it never occurred to me that it wasn't Connor who sent it me. Look whether you believe me or not, the only reason I came out here was to apologise.”
Looking to her left at Karina she continues.
“I would of explained that if someone had given me half the chance before ripping half of my hair out like some crazy bitch.” She says the last two words as a whisper but K still hears her.
“I'm crazy? You want look in the mirror my love before you call me crazy.” Clapping his hands Johnny steps forward and places his hands on her shoulders as he orders her to calm the fuck down.
“Don’t you touch me Owens, I'm fine.” She retorts quickly, slapping his hands away from her shoulders. Johnny just looks like he's been stung. Coming over to me he gives me a fist bump as he announces.
“I'm out, unless someone dies I’ll see you bunch of loonies tomorrow.” With that he’s out the door and we don’t see his hairy arse for dust.
Bringing us back to the reason we’re all here Tyrone asks.
“Did anyone else touch this apart from you Vanessa?”
Shit why didn’t I think of that? The only thing I’m thinking of right now, is the fact this has to be someone I know. How less would they have gotten her on the guest list?
Shaking her head at lightning speed she quickly answers.
“No, just me and whoever delivered it.”
“Is Charlie still here?” Max asks me.
After I had my unsuccessful meeting with Charlie earlier I told him I would catch up with him next week, looks like he’s going to be hearing from me sooner rather than later.
“I'm not sure he never said what he was doing after we spoke.” I answer with a noncommittal shrug.
“Well you need to get on the phone to him ASAP Blackwood.” Tyrone points out voice gruff and deadly serious. “This is the third letter now.”
“Hold on a friggin minute, there’s been two more before this one?” Vanessa pipes up her voice going up an octave.
After threatening Vanessa with legal action if she spoke about this to anyone and it got leaked to the press, we eventually told her everything that had been going on, when we finally calmed her down and convinced her the psycho wasn’t after her personally we managed to get her a room at the hotel we’re staying in for the night before she got her flight back to London in the morning so she felt safer, not that she deserved it with the display she caused at the club and the way she spoke to Allie and Karina but if I had to buy her silence I would. I’d do anything to protect my Angel, even if it meant me losing my life in order to save her’s.
It’s a fine line between
Stalking and Love.
Anonymous
Getting that band whore Vanessa to come to Madrid was the last straw to break them apart before I make my last move. The warning to her mofo clearly wasn’t taken seriously either. They think by bringing her to join them on the tour is going to keep her or any of them safe then they are all sadly mistaken. If they think I'm messing around then they have no idea who they’re dealing with.
Connor think’
s he can trust people, he couldn’t be more wrong. I plan on succeeding this time in making him mine, he still thinks he loves her, he doesn’t it's just lust for a pretty face and a chance to piss off her Daddy for all the shit he’s printed about him over the years.
When he’s finally with me he’ll see I'm the better person, I won’t bring him any untold grief or misery like she does… will.
He deserves someone who will support him no matter what, someone who knows all of his flaws and will still love him wholeheartedly. I know the stuck up little bitch can’t handle his past, her smacking Vanessa one in Berlin proved that.
It’s time to put the master and final plan into action.
He will be mine.
Stay positive even
When it feels like your whole
World is falling
Apart.
Allie
With my brain a foggy mess, I slowly peel my eyes open then quickly shut them again. The sun that’s pouring in through the floor to ceiling windows causes me to wince in pain. My head is throbbing. I don’t normally drink so much but last night I just needed to forget, even if it was only temporary.
All my memories from last night coming rushing back to me at lightening speed. The guys show, Connor singing to me, the ever flowing champagne and vodka, the amazing sex in what I learnt was Connor’s office, which reminds me I still need to ask him about that, then there was the fight with Vanessa and Karina and as a sore reminder I lift my right hand and pain shoots like a rocket all through my hand and fingers where there’s purple and blue bruising from where I cracked Vanessa one again. Granted at the time she deserved it she was only doing what she thought Connor wanted her to do, but when she pulled out that envelope I knew he hadn’t asked her himself to come here. Yes I lost my temper with her for being so dumb and not realising herself that it wasn’t Connor who sent her the letter but I was angry with whoever is doing all this shit that I just took it out on her because the person behind it all wasn’t there for me to lash out on.
I don’t know how much more I can take before I give in and give the crazy person what they want.
I'm just a twenty two year old dancer who just happened to fall in love with a man, granted the man in question is one of the most wanted and recognisable men in the world but you can’t stop your heart from falling in love trust me I tried… more than once with this man.
Rolling over onto my back I turn my head to where Connor is sleeping. I take him in without being disturbed.
The bed sheets are crumpled low around his waist giving me a full view of his washboard stomach and abs, suddenly I get the biggest urge to lick every single defined line of his body but I don’t, I continue taking him in and store it all in my memory just in case one day he decides I'm not worth all this hassle. I flick my gaze up to the top half of his body and I watch his chest rise and fall with sleep when the next thing I know I'm grabbed around my waist and I'm lying on top of the man I was just staring at.
“Next time you decide to just lie there and stare at me can you warn me first so I can take part in staring at you.” He says, as if he wasn’t sleeping only moments ago.
“We need to talk Blackwood, and don’t think you can distract me with your monster cock I can feel digging in me right now, he will have to wait.”
“But Angel… my monster cock loves to distract you.” He whines as he sticks his bottom lip out like a two year old having a sulk.
“Yeah well give me what I want and i’ll give you what you want… deal?” I say as I stick my hand out for him shake. And that right there was my mistake. He takes my hand tugs me down to him so we’re face to face and proceeds to kiss the life out of me.
“No deal.” He throws out inbetween his ferocious kisses. And like the weakling I am where he’s concerned I give in and within seconds I'm on my back and screaming his name at the top of my voice all thoughts of talking escaping me.
Once I've allowed Connor to have his way and distract me with his skillful sexing once again, I lay curled up in his arms with my head on his chest, tracing the outlines of his stomach muscles with my fingertips. I take the plunge and dive straight in with my questioning.
“So when were you going to tell me about the club?” I could kick myself for starting of with something that in the light of things isn’t really that important but I'm a wimp, I'm not ready to address the important shit yet.
His chest rises and deflates before he says.
“I didn't think it was important to be honest Angel, I hardly ever come here, Sam my manager has run the place for me for the past three years and as you saw he’s doing a fantastic job, he just phones me if there’s anything important.”
“So let me get this right, he does all the hard work for you and then you reap the benefits?”
Chuckling at my assumption he nods his head followed by.
“Yeah mostly, but don’t think I pay him pennies for wages Angel, he’s taken care off don’t you worry.”
I question him some more on the club and I find out that he brought it when he toured here three years ago when the previous owner was sinking under water with it so he sold it to Connor for half the price.
“Are we actually going to talk about what happened last night or are you going to avoid it forever Angel?”
Groaning in displeasure that he’s figured me out I pull the duvet over my head and hide.
Just when he starts to tickle my hip bone to get me come out of hiding there's a knock on the bedroom door.
“Coming.” Connor shouts.
“Ewww… I don’t want to know that. TMI Connor T...M...I.” I hear Karina shout back through the door.
Laughing I pull the duvet of my head and jump out of bed putting one of Connor's t-shirts on and stroll to the door.
All thoughts of talking about last night been put on hold… for now.
“Oh.. It's you, I thought I may have got a glimpse of Connors abs… oh well maybe next time.” She says at me laughing.
“Good morning to you too Karina.” Connor laughs from behind me.
“Jeez if you heard me you could’ve at least give me a quick peek.” She winks, whether it was to me or Connor I'm not a hundred percent sure. It's a good job I know her as well as I do.
Stepping away from the doorway I head to the living area and park my arse on the sofa with karina not too far behind me.
“So what do I owe the pleasure of you knocking on my bedroom door this early?” I ask her as I pull my legs up underneath me and wince in pain when my leg protests against the position I'm trying to put myself in.
“You ok mofo?” She asks, concern in her voice as she sits next to me.
“Yeah I'm fine, just a little pain I’ll be ok once I've stretched.”
“You sure?” She clearly doesn’t believe me but she’s going have to because I will be fine… eventually, once all this hell we’re going through is over.
“Yes I'm sure.” I snap, “What’s up with you anyway? You're never up this early.”
Playing with a loose thread on the hem of her tank top she lowers her head and sheepishly tells me.
“I'm going home mofo.” My jaw must hit the floor because she quickly continues.
“And before you shout at me and demand that I have to stay let me explain please?”
Why is it that this girl can read me like a book? She know’s what I'm going to do before I do.
Sighing in defeat because she’s got me over a barrel.
“Explain then.”
A lone tear runs down her cheek and a whimper escapes her throat. Instantly I'm by her side and wrapping my arms around her.
“Mofo whatever is the matter?” The dirty bitch wipes her nose on the t-shirt I'm wearing and sniffles.
“I just can’t stay Allie, I can’t be here, I can’t be around him. I know I've only been here twenty four hours but that’s all it to took before I craved. I slept with Johnny again. I just can’t handle it right now. Please don’t make me stay? She begs m
e, and I know her mind's made up.
“I'm going go and stay with my Dad again till I can sort my head out, the last thing you need right now is all my drama as well and i’ll be safe at my Dads you won’t need to worry about me.” She squeezes my non injured thigh to reassure me.
“I thought you didn't get on with your dad though? I wondered what that comment was about last night. I guess now I know.” I ask her slightly confused as to why she'd go there when she never talks about him.
I know they’re trying to rebuild their relationship but I didn’t think she was ready to go and stay with him twice in less than three months.
“I don't really but I'll be safe there, it's the only safe place I know mofo, that's all you need to know.” She’s pleading with me now, like she doesn't want me to ask her anymore questions.
Knowing this is what she wants I'm not going to argue with her and force her to stay. I was being selfish by making her stay here, guilt eats at me that I made Johnny go get her when she was been dragged into all my shit. I've not been a very good friend recently so I need to give her what she wants and not kick up a fuss about it.
“I'm not going make you stay if this is what you want mofo, but you promise me one thing.” I look her straight in the eye so she know’s I'm being deadly serious.
“Anything mofo you know that.”
“Promise you’ll call me when you get back and you sort whatever it is you have going on? And just know that no matter what shit I have going on I'm always here if you need me, even if it’s just to curse Johnny out, I don’t care, you're my best friend, my mofo and I hate seeing you like this.” Tears are now streaming down both of our faces, we’re both a crying mess on the sofa when Connor walks in and stops abruptly, not knowing what do with himself.
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