Chapter Fifteen
Pyro
It’s day eight of Jinx being in the hospital, and she finally comes home today. The only reason the doctor is releasing her is because we have Ripley, a registered nurse here to take over her care.
I went to the hospital a few times. Once when she was out of surgery and every night when she was asleep. I told the guys not to tell her I was stopping by. I don’t understand the turmoil going on in my head right now, and the last thing Jinx needs are my mixed signals. I’m supposed to be her friend, but she’s more than a friend to me, she’s become my family.
A piece of her is stuck inside of me and isn’t going anywhere; and with Lana being back and my heart still beating quick when she’s near, I’m lost on what to do.
I’ve just come back from burying another cartel member in the desert when Lana stops me at the door of my bedroom.
“Can we talk?”
I gesture to my bloody clothes. “Do you not see I’ve been busy,” I growl.
I really need her to walk away right now.
“Stefan,” she whispers with that fucking voice I loved so much; I snap, all irrational thought obliterated with the sound of my name coming out of her mouth.
I mash my lips to hers and push her into my room, kicking the door shut. Her lips are not as soft as I remember. I pull away, studying her eyes, not the baby blue’s I’ve come to admire. Still, I find my hands ripping her dress from her body while my heart beats rapidly in my chest. “This is what you want,” I growl. “Fine.”
I toss her dress to the floor. “Take off your underwear,” I order as I remove my bloodied clothes. Another reminder of who I was seeking revenge for, but I still can’t find it in me to stop what is about to happen.
Lana wastes no time dropping her thong to the floor and unsnapping her bra. This is what we had, hot and fast. “Turn around and bend over on the bed,” I instruct her as I put a condom on.
“No,” she says, stubbornly.
I roll my eyes. “This means shit, you understand me?”
“So you think,” she replies with an attitude, an attitude I’m about to fuck right out of her.
I shrug, push her onto the bed, and spread her legs open. “You’re a nasty slut, already wet and I haven’t even touched you.” Lana says nothing as her hands grips my cock, guiding it straight into her pussy, and I try to hold back a groan, but I can’t. I pound into her hard and fast, with no mercy; until my leg starts to cramp up, and I move onto the bed, scooting her up at the same time. She seems to think this means more than it does because her lips search for mine, and I turn my head to deny her as I find my rhythm again. Lana doesn’t let it affect her, she puts her lips on my neck, and I’m so lost in the feel of her pussy, I don’t realize she’s leaving a hickey until it’s too late. When her teeth bite down and she moans against my neck, I come with a roar and rip my throat away from her mouth.
When my breathing is under control, I pull out of her and move off the bed.
“Satisfied,” I smirk, removing the condom. “You think you have me under some sort of fuckin’ spell, but pussy is pussy, babe. I’m a man, I’m gonna take what’s given to me freely.”
“You don’t mean that.”
Of course, I don’t, but I hate what she did to me.
I harden my face. “I don’t want you back Lana.”
When those words leave my mouth, I realize they are the most accurate words I’ve ever spoken to her, and an immediate calm happens in my chest.
Seriously?
I fuck her, and my heart stops hurting?
What the fuck?
“She’s leaving you know,” Lana says while she puts her underwear back on. “You’ll forgive me when she’s gone.”
“What are you talkin’ bout,” I grumble as I dig for clean clothes. “I need a shower, you can leave.”
“Jinx.”
She’s lying.
Jinx promised me she wasn’t going anywhere, even though she made me the promise before she was hurt again, she’s not a liar.
She doesn’t hurt people.
“Winter told me.”
The pounding starts in my chest again, and it has nothing to do with Lana and everything to do with Jinx.
“Leave,” I roar. “Fuckin’ leave!”
Lana finally gets the hint, not shutting the door behind her; I can’t believe I fucked her. I understand my callous attitude towards her after what she did to me, but she was a spiteful bitch bringing up Jinx after I had just fucked her.
I hurry in the shower, and afterward, when I’m brushing the taste of Lana’s lips out of my mouth, I get pissed when the mirror reflects a giant hickey on my neck.
It doesn’t take a genius to figure out why Lana branded me, she’s jealous of mine and Jinx’s friendship.
Jokes on her, Jinx voided our friends with benefits relationship when Lana arrived, and Jinx is nothing like Lana.
I’m starting to believe Lana was never who I thought she was.
Lana has used my heart as a weapon one too many times.
I’m fucking done.