I'm Still Here: Sequel For 'Step Daddy No'

Chapter 2

Akeilia POV

"I love you". Those three words, something I don't believe in.

"Me? Or the sex?"

"Both". He smiles.

"We've only known each other for just two months Ned". I sit straight with the cover above my cleavage at the bed edge.

"I just want you to know how I feel". Yeah right.

"Ok". I replied. Whether or not he loves me, he's just going to leave without a goodbye just like the rest. I just don't understand. I'm beautiful, sexy, I have money etc. Why does all of them leave without a trace?

"Just Ok?" I look behind me at him.

"I need to get to work ok, I'll talk to you later". I smile at him. I know that he's not comfortable with my reply, but what must I do? I don't wanna allow myself to get hurt again.

"Well. . .me too". He hopped out of bed showing his sexy ass going into the bathroom. I sigh, removed the cover from over me and followed right after.

My room door quickly opened and I cover my privates with my hands.

"What the f*ck!" I yelled after I saw the crazy bastard. Why the hell won't he stop provoking me?

"Where is he!"

"How did you?- Get the hell out of my house!" I pointed at the door, then quickly cover my breast again when I realized that I removed my hand.

"Akeilia what's going on". Ned comes back out with a towel around his torso. His eyes widen in shock for a bit before it goes back to normal.

"What the f*ck are you doing here?"

The crazy ass looked at me in shock.

"You f*cked him?"

"Yes and how is it your damn business. Do I tell you who to screw and who not to, huh!"

He pulled out a gun and shock and fear enveloped me.

"Michael what are you doing?"

"Shut up! I told you that no one should ever touch you but me". Tears running out of his eyes.

"We're not together Michael, we never were. You have your life and I have mine you don't own me ok!" Tears now making its way in my eyes.

He bit his bottom lip and pointed the gun at Ned.

"Michael!"

BANG!

BANG!

BANG!

I leaped from my bed sweating like wild animal, breathing heavily.

This isn't the first I'm dreaming about that bastard. One nightmare ended, then another one begins.

I sigh and sit straight. I stretched for my towel then wiped my face.

Five years had passed and I still can't get over what I saw in his office. But I don't want to think about that anymore.

I'm now twenty two and I don't have a life yet. I mean I know that I'm still young, but look at Monique, she already has a family. All I do is work work work. I don't wanna complain though, because I've been very successful. I do all kinds of business. I'm not gonna go into that. But I love what I do.

I admit that I haven't been a good girl, but I don't care, at least not anymore. All they want is sex and my money. Some seems nice but after a while they vanished. It hurts for a while but I don't care about that anymore either. My jet black curly hair has grown longer, my ass got bigger, hips, boobs. Its their lost.