❤ Innocent Rebel ❤

Chapter 50

(♥ω♥) how can I let you go, when you have become my life (♥ω♥)

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Mia
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When I walk back into the house I find my family in the livingroom. Lex in the center, all of the rest excited to have him back. My eyes meet his. I blink away from his gaze. How can he expect me to pack up and leave everything I have ever known behind me. I watch them from the side of the room. They all look so happy.
And then....
Lex tells them that in a week he plans on leaving.
The room goes quite.

"Leave? Man, what are you talking about? This city has been our life. We learned everything we know on those streets, now you just wanna leave it?" Chris asks.

Lex sighs. "Yeah, we learned a lot here. How to be thugs. How to make a deal. Saleing and shipping. Now it's just too dangerous."

Chris presses on with Lex. "Dude, they are dead, man. Gone. Ace can't do anything now."

Lex looks at me but speaks to Chris.
"Yeah, but there are others. And what will stop them from pulling the same shit Ace tried. Thinking that I am dead has delayed it but we have too many enemies here. Eventually more will come, for you, my father,..... Mia. And even if they don't find out about right away, they will eventually, then it will be game on."

I look away from Lex. Mawmaw glances over to me. It seems I can't look anyone in the eyes right now. Oscar stands up.

"What about me? I can come too, right, Lex? "

Lex's eyes sadden. "I seriously doubt that I can take you with me. You have your father, he won't give you up."

Oscar's looks around the room frantically, searching for me.

"Mia, don't let him leave me here," the boy says to me, pulling at my heart strings.

I touch his cheek, tears filling my eyes as I look down at the sweet boy.

"I think his mind is already made up, sweetie," I tell him.

"The hell it is!" Oscar snaps.

"Hey," Lex raises his voice. "Watch your mouth."

I've always found it a bit funny how Lex gets onto Oscar when he uses bad words.

"But, Lex..... You can't leave me.... Not now."

I watch Lex take a deep breath. I can see that he is stressed.

"I'll see what I can do, okay?" Lex answers.

I grin. I knew Oscar would get his way. Lex loves that boy, even if he hadn't wanted to at first, he adores Oscar as we all do. I slip away unnoticed, back to my room. I need a second to myself.
I strip off my clothes and start the shower. I feel a gaze on my naked body. My eyes dart up to the mirror to see Lex stands in the door way. His eyes scan my body. I feel the heat fill my cheeks. The last time we had been together had been the night he had been shot. The night I thought I had lost him forever. But he is here now and he moves to stand behind me. My heart races. I've missed him so much. Goosebumps run down my skin when I feel his touch on my hip. It's just his finger tip but it sends heat straight to my core.

"I've wanted to have this moment with you again, for so long now."

His words adds speed to my heart rate. I've wanted this too. I turn in his arms. My mouth finds his instantly. A fire starts between us. His shirt is yanked off, my hands desperate to feel every inch of his tattooed skin. Our lips never sperate as he undoes his jeans. When our skin finally touches, the sparks between us nearly burst into flames. Our becomes more intense, almost as if we having been starving until now. His hands touch me everywhere, my cheeks, neck, breasts, belly, and lower. He lifts me up. Our kiss not breaking. He takes me into the shower, the hot water rushing over us feels cooler than the heat between us.
He breaks our kiss just long enough to lift me up against the wall. I feel a pinch when he slides into me but just as suddenly as it comes it gone. The only sensation I feel now is pleasure and love. The need to have this is beyond my understanding. My need for him is more than I thought it ever could be.
He thrusts into me, hard. It's different than our first time. Then he had been so gentle and careful. Now it's like we have both lost our minds. This is rough lovemaking. My breathing is heavy. My skin on fire. And my heart might just explode. I dig my nails into his skin. I tug at his hair. I bite his lower lip. When he groans softly I nearly come undone.

"Fuck, Mia, you're so tight," he mumbles.

I want to say something in return but just as I open my mouth, I cry out as I come hard. I cling onto him tightly. I have so many emotions rushing through me that I start to tear up. He jerks out of me to come. When he finally calms down, he notices my tears.

"Are you crying? Did I hurt you? Mia, why didn't you tell me?"

I hold a finger to his lips. "You didn't hurt me."

"Then why?" he asks.

I ignore his question. He doesn't press on like I thought he would. He simply holds me. For a long while. And I can't help but wonder how can I ever let him go?

(Hope everyone has had a great weekend!)