Two Faced Lover - Episode 30
*** SKYLAR'S POV
"Hello dearest brother. Long time no see huh? I see you got yourself a new chick"
Cameron grips my hand tighter, his jaw ticking at those words, temptation gnawing at him. I could tell he was restraining himself from punching this man so bad.
"Aren't you going to invite me in and offer me some coffee? It's so cold this morning, I could use some hot coffee"
he continues, voice sweet and charming yet full of malice.
Cameron remains quiet, his eyes hard, fists clenching and unclenching.. His anger was reaching it's peak.
It would take very little push to make him snap.
I squeeze his hand in assurance yet he doesn't react.
"You must be really angry . I know. Even I am angry at myself. I didn't invite you to my wedding. So sorry bro"
the man moves forward, stretching out his hand to squeeze Cameron's shoulder.
Cameron tenses even further immediately at the unwanted touch.
"..but don't you worry. Natalie is in very good hands. I've been taking good care of my wife these past few years and I must say married life with her has been nothing short of Bliss. I'm sure that's what you've always wanted for me right? To be unconditionally happy? Well I'm here to tell you I'm very happy
All episodes of this story can be found here >> https://www.ebonystory.com/story/two-faced-lover
. Natalie makes me very happy"
he continues nevertheless.
I blink. Natalie again?.
What's up with this name and trouble?.
Whenever I hear this name, trouble follows.
The first time I heard this name, I was almost strangled to death at a market place.. And now this.
Cameron takes a dangerous step forward and I reach out, immediately grabbing his hand back to stop him.
He was close to snapping, I knew it.
I have to stop him. I've seen him fight once at the arena.. The moment he throws a single punch, he isn't going to stop until his opponent is lying in a puddle of his own blood.
This stupid man thinks he can get into his head by saying annoying words, he doesn't know what's coming.
"Don't Cameron.. Please don't"
I slip myself between both men facing Cam as I place my hand on his chest, shaking my head at him, eyes pleading.
"Don't.. Please.. Don't let him get into your head"
I cup his cheeks, forcing him to look at me.
He takes in a long deep breath before his eyes flicks to mine.
"Please don't. He's not worth it"
I tell him softly. Turning to the intruder, I glare at him.
"And you, next time you want to come and cause trouble, make sure to do some research because obviously you suck at it. Pftt! What I'm I even saying? You obviously suck at everything considering the fact that you had to come all the way here. Instead of coming here to intimidate us, why don't you go back home to your wife hmm? The one with whom you're happily married? Some other man may be screwing her in your bed right this very moment. You never know. I've heard that men who have successful marriages such as yours as you claim, are incapable of satisfying their wives in bed. They have d*cks as tiny as my little finger yet they go about bragging about their marriages. Take this as an advice from a sister hmm?"
I shrug innocently, hearing Cameron snickering behind me.
"Run along now boy."
I shoo him.with my fingers. Cameron's snickering get louder as he bursts into a full blown laughter. I turn away, ignoring the shocked looked on the intruders face.
"Shall we Mr chocolate eyes?"
I ask sweetly
he replies equally in a sweet tone and hooks his arm with mine as we walk away. "You know I could have handled him alone but Damn princess, you're such a badass" he grins as we enter the elevator.
"I'm glad you find me funny enough"
I try to sound displeased yet I can't help the smile that creeps up my face. When the elevator stops at the fourth floor, we step out and head towards the first hallway.
I wait as Cameron punches in the code and then follow him inside. I watch him closely.
His eyes were still shining from laughter, his lips stretched into a wide goofy grin, an aftermath of a good belly's laugh.
I suddenly realise I've never actually seen him laugh ever since we met.
He usually had an expressionless face and would sometimes smile slightly or chuckle.
But he laughed today, because of me.
"I love the sound of your laughter"
I blurt out before I can stop myself and he turns to look at me. I lower my gaze instantly, cussing myself for having such a big mouth.
He asks, voice deeper and much huskier.
"Uhhh.. I've never really heard you.laugh"
I say biting my lip.
"There are so many things I've never really done in a long time Skylar"
he says moving closer, I move back instantly, suddenly afraid of his closeness. God, I love how he says my name.
He makes me nervous.
"..until I met you Skylar"
he finishes and my heart skips a beat.
I don't reply, instead I find my feet suddenly very interesting as I gaze at them, refusing to look him in the eye.
I can practically feel the heat from his body radiating off and I just wanna cocoon myself in this beautiful workpiece of a man.
"Do I make you nervous girl?"
he asks, voice getting deeper with each word muttered.
damn it, why am I stuttering?
"Look at me girl. Eyes on me"
he demands and my body immediately obeys, my eyes lifting to find his dark brown ones.
His eyes were hooded with an emotion I couldn't quite place a finger on.
He advances towards me, I take a step back.
He keeps advancing towards me and I keep retreating until my back hits the door.. F*ck.
"Do I make you make you nervous princess?"
He questions again, his hands coming up to cup my cheeks.
I shudder involuntarily at how tender his touch is.
This wasn't the first time he'd gotten so close to me or touched me.
But this time, it feels different, intimate.
I can't help the shivers running down my spine at his touch.
I whimper slightly when his thumb skims over my lips.
"Do I make you nervous princess?"
He questions for the third time, leaning in, lips hovering over mine.
Oh God I'm tempted. So tempted to have those lips on mine.
If I could just stand on tiptoe, our lips would touch.
Leaning away from the wall, I proceed to stand on tiptoe when pain from my ribs lances through me sharply.
Shit I forgot..
Cameron's arms grip my waist to steady me.
I manage to say.
"Come on. The nurse will be arriving any minute"
he leads me by the waist towards the guestroom where I occupied.
True enough, the nurse arrives a few minutes after our near-kiss encounter. Cameron steps outside to give us some privacy as nurse Betty helps me with a sponge bath, change into fresh clothes and then clean my wounds and change my bandages.
I tell her as she pushes her supplies into her bag.
Taking off her gloves, she smiles warmly at me.
"You're weocome. See you tomorrow."
I nod as she exits.
Cameron enters shortly, hands in his pockets looking everywhere but me.
Was he avoiding me again?
"I'm not yet hungry. Thanks"
"Uhh okay.. I'll go check through some work related files and get back to you."
He says quickly and dashes out like something evil was chasing after him.
Well that was weird.
What's up with him? Sighing, I turn, feeling around for the remote.
I need to watch some TV.
Finding the remote, I switch it on and put it on Netflix immediately, searching for my favourite serial movie.
Finding it, I settle back into the bed.
Fifteen minutes into the movie, I hear shouting and bangs and then followed by cussing.
Lots of cussing.
What's going on?.
I grab the remote to lower the volume so I can hear what the commotion is all about.
"...I warned you Cam damnit!"
I hear Julian yell in an angry voice.
He's back from dropping my son at school? I don't hear Cameron's reply after that.
There was silence for a while before the commotion starts again, footsteps making their way towards my direction.
"We need to get her out of here right this very second Cameron. They can't find her!"
Julian yells again, footstep getting closer and closer.
Get who out of here? Me?. Are they talking about me? And who don't they want to find me?
"...you don't get it do you? Sh*t I warned you. I warned you not to get involved with these people. They're f*cking monsters. They don't care who's blood they have to spill to get what they want. I warned you but you're just too stubborn! We have to get her out of here!"
My eyebrows furrow in confusion.
Who has Cameron involved himself with? Who are these monsters Julian is talking about? And why do they have to get me out of here? Before I can understand a thing, both men barge into the guestroom, arguing loudly. I gasp when my eyes rest on Julian.
There was blood on his shirt and face.. I blink, only one thing registering in my head.
I shout, panic swelling in me.. Cameron runs a hand through his hair in frustration. Julian walks towards me and I flinch.
"Tell me my son is okay please. Please tell me that's not his blood on your shirt. Please tell me I beg you"
I plead, tears welling up in my eyes.
"I'm sorry Skylar. But I have to do this. It's for your own good"
he tells me instead. What's he sorry for? "Sorry for wha...??"
My words get stuck in my throat when I see him pull out a syringe.
Cameron sees it too.
"Julian no! don't!"
Cameron runs to stop his friend but he was too late.. Before I could react, Julian stabs my arm with the syringe, sharp needle piercing into my flesh as he injects the liquid into me.
he says pulling out the syringe from my arm.
I groan. My eyes get hazy instantly, getting heavy with sleep.. I feel so sleepy.
I hear Cameron yelling for me.
And it's the last thing I hear before I slump into unconsciousness.
- Views (3889)
- Likes (14)
- Comments (15)
- Rating (4.67)