Authors: Anne Leigh
"I'll fucking sue your ass! You can't run to daddy, asshole!" He was
still screaming in the bus.
It took five guys to hold Zander down. I saw him struggle to get out of their h
old but they held him down.
When Brennan's bus finally left, Zander's teammates let him go. They asked him if he was ok
ay. I saw him nod his head, told them he’d be fine, and he needed time alone. They slowly left his side. He sat on the floor with the back of his head, leaning against the wall.
Kieran finally showed up. He must have heard of the commotion. He took one look at me and hugged me. He knew just what I needed. When he asked what happe
ned, I just said, "Brennan."
He said, "Shh, it's ok, Ace. You can tell me later. I'm sorry I wasn't here." His eyes morose. Before he could say anything else, I asked him, "Kieran, can you give us a minute or two?
" I needed to get to Zander.
"O
k, I'll wait for you here."
I approached Zander who was still sitting on the floor. His head was bowed, I couldn't see his face. I sat in front of him and touched his hair, "Babe,
are you ok?" I asked gently.
He didn't answer. He slowly lifted his head. His eyes were stormy; a bruise was starting
to form on his right cheek.
"Is it true? What that dickhead said?" he said shakily. His fists were clenched at
his sides.
I was treading on shaky waters. Zander was at the end of a very tight rope and he looked like he was ready t
o spring loose at any time.
"Which part?" I asked.
"Did he go to your apartment?" He w
as looking at me intensely.
There was no way I could lie to him. Especially in his current s
tate. He deserved the truth.
"Yeah," I said.
He averted his gaze and stared at the wall behind me, "W
hen? What did he do there?"
"4 months ago. He begged me to take him back. When I told him no again, he didn't want to leave so I thr
eatened to call the police."
Silence met my explanation. He put his head
down and his chest heaved.
I was filled with remorse. I should have told him. "I
'm sorry I didn't tell you."
His eyes flickered with anger when he said, "Sedona, how can I protect you if you don't even tell me the truth? He could've done something to you. God, I don't even know what I would do if
something happened to you."
"I'm so sorry," I suppressed the tears forming in my eyes. It was wrong of m
e to hide what Brennan did.
"I wasn't thinking. I thought he was just upset that I broke up with him and that he'l
l get over it." I explained.
"Is there anything else you'r
e not telling me?" he asked.
I took my phone out of my purse, scrolled to the text messages from Brennan
, and handed it over to him.
He took the phone from me and as he looked through the text messages, I knew what he was seeing. He was seeing the empty threats, pleading messages, and angry texts from Brennan. Zander slowly stoo
d up and held onto my phone.
The only indication that he understood what I told him was him kissing me on top of my forehea
d and asking me if I was okay.
I assured
him that I was good. He then proceeded to tell me, "Stay here, babe. I need to talk to Kieran."
I motioned for him to go while I settled myself on the floor. My miniskirt rode high on my legs. After all the drama that Brennan caused, I felt warm. My body was still
reeling from the adrenaline.
Why would Brennan do what he did? Was he really that dense? How come I never saw that side of him? I've known him since we were kids. He grew up with Kieran. We used to hang out together before he became my boyfriend. What was Zan
der going though right now?
I heard footsteps walk toward me. Zander and Kieran were engrossed in a serious conversation as
they stopped in front of me.
Kieran spoke first, "Ace, Zander just told me about how psycho Brennan has been. I never thought he could be like this. It just goes to show that sometimes, we can neve
r really truly know people."
Zander helped me up. His hands caressed my back. He was calmer but his eyes were still
teeming with unspoken anger.
"I should've told you, guys. I thought he was just heartbroken. He stopped texting and calling for months now so I thought he was over it. Until tonight.” I needed them to know that I didn't mean to hide anything from them. I honestly t
hought Brennan was harmless.
"I think you should file a police report,"
Zander spoke with conviction.
As much as I hated Brennan right now, I knew that the moment I filed a police report, he would have a mark against his record. He might not be ab
le to play football anymore.
"No. I don't want to. I don't want him to have a black mark against his record. His parents would flip out. Please understand," I put my hands to my eyes in exasperation, "He has never hurt me. He might scream and do all that, but he's a
good guy. Isn't he, Kieran?"
I looked to Kieran for agreement but he shook his head, "I don't know, Ace. I don
't know what he is anymore."
My shoulders started shaking. I felt exhausted and extremely emotionally drained from today. We were supposed to be celebrating Zander's win. Instead, we were stuck in the web of Brennan's unreasonable claim
s towards me.
Zander engulfed me in his embrace. He was so strong and reliable. I felt the tension in his body but I also felt the tenderness in his voice, "Alright. As much as I hate this, we don't have file the report tonight," he paused, "But you are never going to be alone with him. Ever. And if he sends a text or calls you one more time, you have to tell us." It was hard for him to say those words, judging by the way his eyes darkened as he spoke. He
was respecting my decision.
He lifted my chin, "You
have to promise this, babe.
Please
."
I stared into his gaze a
nd sighed, "Yes. I promise."
He seemed slightly appeased as he b
uried me deeper into his arms, before saying, "Let's go home."
Zander asked me to stay over at his place that night. We stopped by my place first to grab my nursing uniform and toiletries for the next day. We drove separately so I could drive to the hospital in the morning.
I wanted to get his mind off of the ugly incident
so badly. Once we were inside his room, I had no qualms about removing my top and leaving my black bra on while I walked towards him and helped him out of his shirt.
"You sure you're ok, babe?" h
e asked in a throaty voice.
"Yes," I replied, as I h
elped him remove his jeans.
"Sedona, don't dress like this again, ok? You cause fights when you dress like this,"
he was lightening the mood.
"You don't like this mini skirt
?" I climbed off of him and raised my right leg on top of the bed, while standing on my left leg. His view was my newly waxed and bare skin encased in a tiny, yellow thong. Tanya had convinced me to get a Brazilian wax the other day.
"Ohh baby, you're bare." He pulled me on top of him as he lifted my skirt higher. The pain of the Brazilian wax was torture but the expression on Zander’s face was definitely worth it.
I saw our reflection on the mirror behind his bed and I became
turned on even more.
Zander's hands were on my skirt as he opened my legs further apart and hiked my skirt to my stomach. I felt my juices sl
owly drip down to my thighs.
"It’s all part of my surprise
for you tonight. Do you like it?" I didn't mention that the surprise was ruined because it wasn't. We still had each other.
I stood straighter and pulled the skirt and thong I had on to down to my legs. I was going to lift my legs but Zander had other plans. He slid a finger inside me and my knees buckled. It's was a good thing that he was right there or I would have
fallen from the sensation.
"Ahhh, baby," I moaned. The feel of his finger against my bare, sensitive
skin was too much.
"Like it? I love it!" He exclaimed as he deposited me on the bed and started working his mo
uth and tongue down my body.
When his tongue made contact with the center of my thighs, I almost lifted
out of the bed.
Zander loved licking me. I usually shaved but waxing heightened every lick and nip that Zander made.
His tongue was now joined by his fingers as he mimicked l
ovemaking with both of them.
I felt every lick, suck, and bite. When Zander lifted his head up, I was worked up in a frenzy. When he kissed me with my juices on his lips, tongue, and mouth
; it made me totally wild.
"I need you
inside me now!" I urged him.
He didn't hesitate. He entered me slowly while he sucked on my tongue. The smell of my juices on him made me crazy. I tasted
myself as he was kissing me.
"Baby, I want to be on top."
Zander lifted me up on the bed while he was still inside me to change our positions.
I felt him go deeper inside me. He pulled out to get me all settled on top of him.
"Ride me," he ordered. His
eyes were raw with desire.
I set up the pace. Alternating between long and fast. I bent my knees to go down and raised it up as I went up. The bed was making soft
creaking noises beneath us.
Zander's hands were now on my nipples, slightly pinching them while his eyes alternately opened and closed. I knew
he was so close to the edge.
I upped my rhythm and nudged him,
"Suck on them harder, baby."
His pupils got even wider and he lowered my body to his so he could suck on them
; his lips creating enough pressure and suction, it made me cry out, “Ohhh, feels ssoo good, babe.”
His voice was hoarse, "I'm coming,” followed by loud grunts
of ‘Aaahhh’."
"
You’re so fucking good,” he said after a few minutes. I remained on top of him with him still buried inside of me.
He kissed me until we both fell asleep.
In the middle of the night, I woke up to his hardness inside of me
. He tried to pull out but I stilled him, and said, "No, I want you."
He broke no argument as we ended up making slow, passionate love.
“Honesty is and should always be, your best policy.”
Sedona
News of the brawl between Zander and Brennan spread like wildfire. Zander was the first to notify me that media was all over campus.
My phone was ringing as I walked to class.
“Babe, there’s a lot of media in campus. I guess they heard about the fight. Just don’t say anything to them, ok?” Zander’s voice was worried.
“Ok. Where are you?”
“I’m still here at my place. I already called my parents. My dad’s talking to our lawyer.”
Lawyer? This was getting serious.
“What exactly is going on?”
“Brennan filed assault charges against me.” His voice sounded pained.