H.U.R.T
I'll Be Back
"Do you give me the roses?"
Steve watched Oleshia who was wearing clothes in front of him. The woman had taken a bath and was perfumed. Finding Oleshia who first got out of bed meant that there was work for the woman to do. Oleshia's schedule can indeed be said to be very solid. Oleshia was at the peak of her glory.
"What can I do with that many roses, Steve? I just left it where you put it."
Steve took a cigarette, burned it with a lighter he designed himself. Sucking in those cigarettes, letting the nicotine poison his lungs. Thanks to Roxi, he was able to get off drugs. Instead, he became a smoker.
"What gift do you want?" Steve threw his cigarette smoke into the air, his eyes watching Oleshia intensely.
"As long as I'm with you, there's nothing I want." Oleshia. The fragrance of the woman's perfume filled the room. So tempting. Yes, they are currently at Oleshia's house, in the woman's private room and Steve is still in a state of innocence behind a blanket that covers his waist down.
Oleshia sat on the edge of the bed, smiling sweetly as soon as their beads intertwined. The woman's hand stretched out, gently rubbing the delicate sideburns that began to grow on Steve's face. "Five days to commemorate Olivia's death, I hope you'll come with me to visit her."
Steve's face suddenly tensed for a split second. For insensitive people, they may not realize it. Steve grabbed Oleshia's hand and lowered his head to give a sweet kiss on the back of the woman's hand.
"I can't." The answer he always gave every Oleshia invited him to visit Olivia's grave. Not time. Steve had planned when he should return. Now is not the time even if he has the power. He doesn't want to rush. He must arrange all his plans neatly for a perfect result.
Oleshia who had expected the answer from her man could only sigh deeply. He quite understood the reason behind the man's attitude. Oleshia knew how much trouble and suffering Steve had been through all this time. Setting foot back to New York, is the same as opening a wound that he has been trying to heal. Steve always said the time would come, they went back there. And it turns out this year is not the right time for Steve. Oleshia could not force the man because she knew Steve was not a man who was easily persuaded and urged. Steve will act as the man wishes. Oleshia's call this time was just testing her luck.
"I've cooked you breakfast. Want me to get company?"
"You can be late if you keep me company. I can pull you back to bed."
That teasing naughty speech was delivered with an expressionless face. It's hard to tell if Steve is joking, teasing, or seriously saying it. Oleshia did not know. Six years together did not make him able to recognize the figure of the man.
"All right, I'm leaving." He kissed Steve's lips before he left. "I'll probably be home tonight."
"Call me if you need anything."
Oleshia nodded, again she leaned over to give a kiss on the man's cheek. "I love you."
As soon as Oleshia came out of the room, Steve picked up his phone, contacted someone. "Has the gift been sent?"
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In other parts of the country, precisely in a luxurious mansion filled with love and warmth. A beautiful woman looks at her reflection in front of a large mirror. Today, the woman is 25 years old. That woman is Lexi Stevani Willson, everyone's favorite.
"How do I look? Does it look pretty?" Lexi turned around, turned her back to the mirror and spoke on a piece of worn-out photo, she held it extra carefully. A photo of who else if not a photo of Steven with glasses framed by the man's mainstay.
"Yes, I know, I've always been pretty in your eyes." A wide smile adorned the beautiful face of the ash-sweetened woman. "In addition to my age, today is also a very important day for me. I had a dream of becoming a designer, Steve! Willson Armour is officially open today. Yeah, yeah, I know you're proud of me." He took the picture to his lips. He kissed the old paper feelingly. The feeling of tightness attacked again when the longing he felt was getting urgent and became. "When did you set me free, Steve?" His body slid to the floor. "I've become an independent and successful woman. Can't you just let me go? I want to be like my mom and dad or your mom and dad. Living together in a household ark. Love each other and love each other. If you keep teasing me, how can I open my heart to another man. My heart and mind are controlled by you. Not letting me forget you for a second. What kind of punishment are you giving this?" A tear was shed without excuse. Lexi immediately cleaned it up before her family saw it. "Since you've ruined my happy day, you must be punished!" Lexi stood up, walking towards her desk. The red ballpoint was now in his grasp. Time to punish. The ballpoint pen began to be scratched on the photo of Steve's face. Two horns were drawn over the man's head as well as two long fangs. "Now you look like a silly clever demon!" He mumbled softly. His face looks grim. Slowly open the drawer of his work desk. Steve's picture almost filled the room. The photo he had finished was painted with various graffiti. "When can I let you go? I don't know when I can say goodbye?"
"Two applications are waiting for you below."
Lexi was in shock. With a quick movement he looked back, towards the source of the sound.
A very stunning man stood in the doorway. Half-gondrong hair that is usually left untied or tied carelessly is now tied neatly. His favorite brother is also his pride, Darren Willson. For Lexi, no one has been able to defeat the charisma owned by her brother, including her father and sister. If men are designed to undermine women's common sense, then Darren is the figure.
"Maybe it's time you let go of everything. You can choose one of them." Darren stepped forward. Relax, firm and classy. Now he stood, towering in front of Lexi. His hands stretched out, rubbing the girl's head. Lexi showed off her neat rows of teeth. The next second, the girl was already inside Darren's arms. Darren landed a warm kiss on the head of his beloved sister.
"My childhood memories are filled with jokes and laughter because of you, my dear sister! I can't believe we're getting older and those times are just the past. This is your bright future, may it be decorated with happiness and enjoyment! You’re kind, strong, beautiful, and loving, basically, you are perfect. As your brother, I want you to know that I love you so much. Happy birthday to the best sister in the world."
"Oh Darren, you talk so much!" Lexi hit the chest of the charming man. His family's love should be enough for him. So why is he so greedy? Wanting the impossible, expecting Steve's dead presence.
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"Agrhhh....." Lexi screamed hysterically as soon as she opened a gift box.10 rat corpses with severed heads plastered for real.
I'm going back.