Paisley's Point of View
"Stephan I can't believe you shot him?" I gasped and then slapped my hand over my mouth, while Stephan and I searched his house for camera's. We've already found seven and I was beginning to believe that that was it but we still kept searching just incase we had missed one or two.
"What was I suppose to do? Grab his hand and take him to church?" He paused "Blueberry, I didn't kill him and I should have because now that lunatic is on the loose." He said walking over to the lounge, leaving me in the kitchen and I couldn't help but notice how sexy his voice was. I've heard him speak many times before but my mind still couldn't shake how manly everything about him was even the way he prowled, he was just so God damn manly.
"I doubt he'll return." I replied as my eyes followed his motion to the lounge.
"Baby he's mentally ill, I shot him..of course he'd going to come back...it's not like I stole his snickers. I shot the man. Thrice." He said while gliding his hand over the edges of his flat screen, feeling for any camera's. The camera's we had found were about four centimeters in diameter so they could easily be been anywhere.
"This is all so freaken messed up, I can't even process it. Oh my god." I spoke as I searched through his kitchen checking all the surfaces while my mind focused on what Stephan had explained to me when he had arrived home.
Lana was in love with him and he didn't feel the same way in return.
What if I fell for him and the feeling wasn't mutual. Thinking about it had frightened me because I knew that without a doubt, I would eventually fall in love with him.
"Yeah, I know it is. I'm sorry for all of this." He pulled me from my thoughts and stared into my eyes from a distance as he narrowed his and then he gave up searching for camera's and pressed his body down onto the couch as his basketball shorts hung loosely from his waist, he then lifted his hands and placed it behind his neck, throwing his head back as he sighed heavily in frustration.
"Don't apologize, it's okay Stephan." I said because I had realized that none of this was his fault, he couldn't help for not loving Lana and he couldn't be blamed for Ian being the way he is. It wasn't his fault. Yeah, Stephan's life was hard to accept but I do, I accept it and I accept him.
I smiled at him and then he lifted his head to notice my lips stretched small across my face.
"Come over here and join your husband on the couch." He smirked and then he chuckled a little as I rolled my eyes, still wearing that small smile that dangling on my lips.
"Mrs. Paisley Duke." He laughed exposing his perfect teeth as I strolled over to him and for the first time my heart rushed with excitement as he had said those words.
"Oh my god, can you stop." I smiled widely, I tried to contain my flashy smile but it was no use and then I gently sat myself down beside him which caused his left arm to the pull me closer towards him as It held me around my waist. He turned his head to face me and leaned in slowly for a kiss as he bit the inside of his left cheek and then let go causing his cheek to puff up to it's usual size. He allowed his eyelids to drop as he placed his hand on my thigh and moved his face closer to mine.
"No." I giggled loudly leaning back and then his eyes shot open with a smile that followed.
"Did you just reject me sweetheart?" He spoke in his sexy voice as his full smile turned into half smile, and then he lifted my legs onto the couch causing me to lay down as he climbed on top of me while I felt my hands lift to his neck.
"I did." I replied. "And there's nothing you can do about it." I said and then patted the tip of his nose with me index finger. He then scrunched up his nose and shut his eyes tightly like a toddler would.
Oh my god he's so cute.
His actions automatically made me smile.
"You sure baby?" He bit his lip and then forcefully pressed his mouth against mine shuffling our lips wildly until we had heard his phone vibrate loudly, coming from the kitchen. He then pulled his lips from mine as his face now hovered above me, his blues met my blues before he kissed me again, but this time pecking me quickly and then he had lifted himself in order to retrieve his cellphone.
"Stephan!" I said in awe as he strolled to the kitchen counter while his phone vibrated.
"Mmmm?" He hummed turning to face me and then he began to chuckle under his breath while I stared him down, giving him a disproving look, assuming that it was another one of his floozies, yeah that's right...
floozies.
"It's my mom." He smiled showing me the face of his phone which displayed "Mother." In white letters. "I had a feeling she would call." He continued, running his hand through his hair swiftly and then clicked answer in one tap.
Stephan's Point of View
"Hello, mother." I had spoke as I stood in the kitchen leaning against the counter, staring at Blueberry from a distance. I watched her positioned herself upright on my couch and then my mom had spoken.
"Stephan Duke! I had just gotten a call from Mrs. Hartley saying her daughter is in the hospital due to the fact that her wounds wouldn't stop bleeding and she had explained exactly what Lana had told her, including the part where you got involved." She breathed. "You shot Ian! Stephan what did I tell you about firearms!" Her voice furious as she raised it above it's normal volume through the speaker of my phone.
"Mother it's not as bad as it sounds." I smirked as I watched Blueberry's eyes wave itself over me. I wasn't even paying attention to my mother, I couldn't, I was too focused on her and her blueberry eyes that could make me do almost anything.
"You did the right thing by protecting Lana, but shooting him...Stephan no." She replied "You can go to jail!" She yelled. "Stephan what am I going to do with you." Her voice speaking as if she was in the process of giving up on me.
"Mother he's not dead and he's not pressing charges plus it falls under "defense of other" which is similar to self defense." I paused. "Mother you do understand that If I didn't shoot him he would have probably attempted to kill Lana."
"Stephan it wasn't just assault, you shot him and that automatically makes it aggravated assault which causes everything to become so much more serious and yes, honey I understand what you're saying but he's a human-being and he's mentally ill, you could have handled the situation better." She spoke as Blueberry brushed her hair with her fingers and gave me a small smile while watching me lean against the counter.
"You're right, I should have killed him instead of injuring him because him being alive means that he will come for revenge, which will cause me to become paranoid. I'm not afraid of him, I can protect myself but the woman I care about...mother, I'm afraid that he will hurt her when he finds an opportunity to do so." I said staring at Blueberry with serious eyes and then she stared back at me as she listened to my words. She lifted herself from the couch and strolled over to me, she was bare feet and I could hear her feet travel across my floor. She had this thing about shoes, she never hated them she just preferred not wearing them as often as people normally do. I watched her take every step and I could smell her citrus scent becoming stronger as she got closer.
"And when am I meeting this woman?" I could feel my mother smiling as she spoke and then Blueberry gently put her warm arms around me, holding onto my upper body and then rested her head below my chin. My free hand glided across her waist and then landed safely on the small of her back.
"Seriously, that's all you heard from what I had just said?" I laughed at my mothers obliviousness to what was more important to discuss at this point, and it was Ian. "Ummm.." I said baffled, I didn't know what the fuck to say, this felt so sudden but fuck it.
"When the time is right you'll meet her." I replied and then ran my tongue along my bottom teeth as my mind slowly drifted in thought.
Blueberry meeting my mother. Fuck sake.
"Okay." She squealed and then her voice went serious again. "I'm going to see Lana at the hospital tonight please be present. We need to discuss all of this and when I say we, I mean the Hartley's included. 7pm Stephan don't be late! I love you, see you soon."
"Sure Mother." I said and then hung up and placed my phone onto the counter. I sighed as I now held both my arms around her and then my mind imagined me losing her and how much it would hurt to never get a chance to hold her again. To never hear her voice or see her smile. To never kiss her lips nor ever feel her touch. It stung at my heart like sharp arrows shooting at a hunted animal.
"Baby?" I whispered and then I held her tighter than what I already did.
"Yes, Stephan." She replied with a smile, still resting her head on me and then I felt her fingers doodle smoothly on my back as her breath heated my chest.
"Remember when I told you that I would never let anyone ever harm you?" I said remembering that night clearly.
"Yeah." She spoke softly.
"That's a promise sweetheart and I'll never break it. No one is ever going to hurt you. They'll have to go through me first." I replied and then lifted my hand from her back. I placed it on her jawline and then stuck my lips to her forehead, kissing her skin, knowing that I would do anything to protect this girl.