LaraI’m the first to break the kiss.We stare into each other’s eyes for a long while. To me it feels long, but perhaps only a handful of seconds have passed. Dexter lowers his eyes and looks the other way before stepping away from me altogether. He appears embarrassed. This display of—I’m not even sure what that was—dampens my feelings of anger for a moment. Maybe it’s because I’m just too stunned to react. “I’m sorry,” he mumbles before reaching for the door and leaving. Once the door is closed, I wipe my mouth with my hand repeatedly but even that doesn’t make me feel clean enough. Ambrose walks into the room almost immediately. “What happened? Did he attack you?”“Yes, he did.”“Let me see,” he says as he angrily strides toward me. I show him my neck and he seethes. “I should have done something to prevent this. I should never have let him come in here!”I touch my neck gingerly. I space out for a short while and think back to the kiss while Ambrose goes on about aborting the
DexterI never knew what it was like to be a damned man before. Now, I’m starting to understand. Although I feel no love for Ellen, I can’t fathom the thought of cheating on her. I don’t think that’s honorable at all. I’d much rather leave her if I wish to pursue a romantic or any other kind of relationship with someone else. But there are complications to leaving Ellen. Her father is my boss and I have a lot of respect for him. On top of that, I’ve been with her for far too long to just leave her now. It would be easier for me to cut this feeling I have for Red from the root. What is this feeling, though? Lust? It’s definitely not love. I don’t even know her. What I can’t deny is the fact that I want her. I fucking want her with every fiber of my being and it all started when I first saw her dancing onstage. I can’t even deny this feeling and say that it was something else. Ever since, I’ve been haunted by images of us together in a sexual way. I keep seeing her breasts right be
LaraI've just dropped off Ander.He's enjoying school more than I thought he would. He's adapted so quickly even though there's so much he doesn't know. The good thing is that I didn't neglect his education as he was growing up. I taught him how to read and do sums. It's paying off because this teacher, a Mrs. Ferrel, told me that she's impressed by his skills. I couldn't be happier. But my happiness is marred by the fact that I might not have a job by the end of this week. It's been seven whole days since I saw Dexter, and I'm starting to think that he won't come back at all.If he doesn't, then it means the end of my employment. I'll have to talk to Ambrose about it and I'll do it as soon as I arrive at the strip club. I'm someone who likes to have things organized, so I want to know what my choices are. I've decided that I want to remain in the city and I'll do anything I can to stay here. Life in Elwood was too simple and not right for a growing boy. He doesn't have to live w
Dexter I’m mildly relieved that Red has agreed to come with me.However, I’m torn between feeling glad that about having successfully convinced her to come with me and feeling angry that I’m here in the first place. I shouldn’t be here. I should be heading home, especially after my last encounter with Mr. King. He clearly wasn’t happy about the way I was treating his daughter and he was right. I was an asshole. Being here with the woman that I shouldn’t be running from and that started all of this to begin with is a big mistake. I’m taking this too far, and who knows where it’s going to end?“The reason why I wanted to talk to you is because I have an offer for you,” I say. “I still want you to be my spy. However, I won’t be able to come to the club anymore. Or rather, not always.” She appears pensive when I make my offer. I add, “Nothing changes. Not the pay or the nature of our interactions. The only thing that will change is where we’re going to meet. Which will be in a locatio
LaraI don’t think that I’m crazy for having accepted Dexter’s office. Although Ambrose told me that I could keep the job even without the spying element, I want to do this as a thank you to him and also to keep working on my revenge plan. Hey, if I have the opportunity, then why not? What the hell is stopping me?Nothing. So, I get ready that night and then head on to the strip club. Ander had a successful day at school and he’s pretty tired, so he told me that we’ll talk tomorrow about his day. Right now, he’s sleeping, and I leave him a note telling him that I love him and that there’s dinner in the oven, in case he wakes up. The place is unusually crowded, which makes me wonder if there’s a special event going on. Apparently, there isn’t one. It’s just one of those days. I see a lot of new faces, and I have to admit that the way some men are looking at me makes me feel uneasy. I don’t know why that is. Maybe it’s because I’ve already gotten used to the regular customers. I fi
Lara "I know who you are," Juliana says.For obvious reasons, this is like a punch to my throat because my mind starts imagining wild scenarios. A few seconds later, I tell myself that I probably have it all wrong. She can't know the truth of who I am. How is that possible?So, I tell her, "I don't know what you're talking about."Juliana takes a step toward me, her eyes narrowed. "When I first saw you, I knew that I recognized you but I didn't know from where. It was only when they said your name that I became suspicious. And so, I asked a few of my clients to do some research on who I thought you were, and now I have my answer."I'm stone cold. My heart is slamming against my chest but I don't want to get ahead of myself. I don't want to assume the worst so readily. Juliana tilts her head. She has this expression on her face like she's mocking my anguish. "What, you don't believe me? You don't think that I know who you are, Lara?"I still don't say a word. I'm hoping and praying t
Dexter As I stare at the spot where I know my mother was buried, I feel a strange kind of peace come over me. I remember when this hole was being dug for her. I was watching from the doorway, terrified as shit. I saw it when her body hit the ground and her neck broke. The man standing over her just walked away. I remember his face, though, and I haven’t forgotten it. Not ever. I guess I can say that my whole life started going downhill after that exact moment. I was just a boy living in a brothel with his mother, which might seem like a horrible thing to some people, but what they don’t understand is that my mother was the kindest, sweetest person in the world. She always tried to make my reality seem better than what it was.I was only a boy, but she was my whole universe. I still remember how it felt like to be wrapped up in her arms after she’d worked all day. At the time, I hadn’t known what that job was. I only found out years later. She kept me away from all the terrible thi
LaraI haven't been able to sleep a wink all night. I can't stop thinking about that bitch Juliana and how much I want to fucking kill her. I'm so filled with rage right now. How could I have guessed that someone here would know who I am?My city is miles away from here. I can't stop chewing my lip. Because I didn't sleep, my eyes feel gritty and I feel uncomfortable overall. It's a strange feeling that doesn't go away with anything. How am I supposed to get myself out of this situation?Ten thousand dollars? She's crazy. I have that money, but it's literally all I have and I'm saving it. And even if I weren't, there's no way in hell that I'd give her that money. I don't care. It's all I have. This isn’t something that I feel is worth handing out all my money for. What’s my father or even Vince going to do to me?What can be worse than what they’ve already done?It’s either I ride this out or I run. There’s no other option because I’m not giving her the money. I can’t reach Ambros