Double Or Nothing (Sequel To Double Standards Part 2)

Living With A Ghost

Laney

"Ummmm.....my London don't stop. That's right. You've always known how to touch me, make me feel alive."

London was hovering over top my naked body, his lips barely skimming my sweat glistening skin. He was on fire, his body burning into mine, but he wouldn't talk to me. Everything I asked him to do he did with perfection, but he wouldn't talk back.

"Speak to me my London, call me babydoll please".

He just smiled into my eye's and gently shook his head no. Lowering his head he planted his lips between my thighs lapping at my sweet spot. Was their anything this man couldn't do amazingly. Moaning out I tryed to grasp his head but my hands couldn't find him. Opening my eye's he was standing at the foot of the bed smiling down on me.

"Take me London, make this hurt go away".

Kneeling down he crawled back up on me. "Please take me"

His smile grew wider, so wide it stretched his whole face. Suddenly he was standing again, right beside me. I saw something shiny in his hands. What was it? As I tried to make it out I heard that all to familiar sound of chains rattling. Screaming I tried to scoot away but my body wouldn't move. Looking down to see what was holding me back I saw chains wrapped around my body.

"Nooo" I screamed trying to fight against them. "Please London don't do this. You said that you loved me and would never hurt me. Why London, why did you hurt me?"

London tossed his head back laughing then spoke "you'll never escape me again love"

But it wasn't London's voice, it was Angelo's.

"Stop, no, no, get your hands off me".

"Miss Martinez, wake up, your dreaming".

My eye's jerked open in horror, my chest was heaving, a cold sweat clamored my skin. Frantically I felt my body for the evidence of chains while swinging my eye's wildly looking for any signs of London or Angelo.

"Miss Martinez, are you okay. You was asleep. You seemed to be dreaming so I woke you".

Coming down from my panic I glanced up at Hector, the pool attendant. "Yes Hector, thank you".

Soon as Hector disappeared I stashed my belongings into my bag and quickly made my exit. I hope no one saw my freak show. I could tell my bathing suit bottoms was wet from the things London was doing to me and prayed I didn't make any loud noises or touch myself. I also hoped I didn't scream out loud when the chains appeared. This isn't the first time I had this dream. Note to self, never fall asleep in public again.

I started having this dream when I filed the divorce papers. I hope it wasn't a sign that London would find me and put me in chains forever. Shuddering that thought off I stepped into my little beach front cottage. Heading for the bathroom to shower the chlorine and tanning oils off my body I noticed the light on my answering machine blinking.

Panic gripped me again. No one knew my private number so who could it be. With trembling hands I pushed the button.

"Hello Mrs Harper. I was calling to inform you that the divorce papers were delivered today. However the meeting didn't go well and we haven't gathered a signature as of yet. I will be in contact again shortly. Good day"

Letting out a relieved sigh I smacked my forehead for being so paranoid. I should've known it was my lawyer and not some killer mafia king counting the chain links until he has me.

"Get a grip Laney girl" I told myself. I also should've known that London would make this difficult. I wish he'd just agree so I can see my kiddos. I miss them extremely. The texts aren't enough, but I'm to afraid to call. That bastard is super smart and could track me in a heart beat. It seems the majority of my time is spent thinking of ways to outsmart his ass.

Fuck yes though, I miss him. How long does it take a broken heart to heal, to forget? I get caught up in my feelings occasionally and cry myself to sleep. God I wish I could call him, hear his voice. Wait, I can. I still have a prepaid phone I haven't used.

Grabbing the phone I punched London's number in and waited.

"Hello"

I remained quiet. I could hear his breathing and tears sprung to my eye's.

"Hello"

Silence on my end.

"Babydoll?" He barely whispered

I cupped my hand over my mouth to keep my sobs in.

"Please Laney if this is you talk to me. Say something"

Silence.

"Babydoll I need you back home. Things aren't good"

Silence.

"Laney Louise Valor Harper, I demand you speak to me...babydoll Please"

A tiny sob escaped my covered
mouth

"Babydoll I heard that, are you okay? Are you safe? Your not hurt are you? If you can't speak for some reason just tap the phone twice to let me know your okay".

I knew I just caused him worry but I remained silent still.

"Fine babydoll have it your way. I want you to know that I'm enroute to Russia right now along with Demarco. We are going in".

A tightness gripped my chest as he continued.

"If things don't go accordingly just remember I love you".

"I love you too. Please take care of my baby, tell him I love him. Goodbye London".

I quickly hung the phone up and tossed it in the trash. I thought his voice would bring me comfort but it didn't. It just made me miss him more. Why, just why couldn't things be different.