They Call Him Asshole.

Chapter Fourteen.

Ian's point of view

It was blazing hot the damn sun had caused my eyes to squint. I held my hand up to my forehead as if I was to salute, trying to protect my eyes from the suns blindings rays. I could feel my t-shirt soaking up my sweat as my other hand held onto the handle of my suitcase.

The bus stop sign stood behind me as the lonely glazed road shimmered from a distance. I was no longer in Richwood, I hated that, that place reminds me of her, my beautiful sweet whore of a lover, Lana. I like to remember her.

Lana was often misunderstood, the world didn't see her like I did, Stephan didn't see her like I did. He used her, he had touched my pure little flower and turned her into ruins.

You see, Richwood views my Lana as a slut, a bitch, a sex symbol. She is all of that now, but Richwood doesn't know that Lana was mine when she was pure and innocent, I was her first. She was only mine until,

Stephan.

I exhaled deeply letting my rage force itself out of me, as I glanced down the road to see if the bus was coming,

I wanted to see her, my Lana.

"He'll find you." The voice beside me spoke in a dry tone, from a throat dying of thirst.

"Orin?" I laughed looking at her, thinking what a joke she was. "No he won't you silly cow, he doesn't even care enough about you to call you his mother, he's not going to care when I kill you." I smiled thinly looking at Anita as she breathed heavily, trying to swallow,

I had given her no food nor water all day since I had kidnaped her and sure she was starving and dying for a sip of water but I didn't care about her,

Anita was only here to show Stephan how easy it is for me to kill his girlfriends mother. I would have killed his parents but they're in Turkey and that would just be a waste of my time,

Anita was an easier option, more convenient. With her dead and Paisley to follow. Stephan would pay for almost killing me, he would feel how I felt when I lost the of my life, Lana.

Anita is collateral damage. She would be a kill for fun, a point I had to prove, that no matter what I'm always a step ahead. I'm always going to be smarter and I'm going to win Lana back, I'm doing all of this for her.

What man will love her more than I do, and doing this will prove it to her, prove that I'm the right man for her,

I gave her space to miss me and now her time is up, we will be together because we belong together.

She'll see that now, she'll see my effort and she'll love me.

I licked my lips and then noticed a bus from a distance, a slow driving bus that was about to take Anita and I to the airport,

I will miss my home, but a life in Chicago would be better for Lana and I. We can start over, we can move on from the past and forgive each other for our wrongs and just be in love again,

I'll even let her decide what we do with Brie-ell. We need to get rid of her together.

The sudden speed of the bus had pulled me from my thoughts as it was beginning to approach us.

I slowly lifted up my shirt to remind Anita of my gun and then revised my plan to her.

"You're going to pretend to be my mother, and I'll be your loving son and if you speak to anyone, signal anyone or show in anyway that you're in danger I will kill you and everyone on the bus." I said lowering my t-shirt as she sniffed with tearful eyes almost crying,

I like seeing broken sad women cry, it makes me happy.

"Mom." I said to her as I pointed my eyes at my other bag "carry your son's bag."