sed-ction episode 22

💞 sed-ction💞
🌸Love. Lies. & Games🌸
Chapter Twenty two 🍭🍭
By Goddy Francis 🥀🥀
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I watch Judah walk to Zayn’s table. Zayn still stares at me. Eyes not leaving my body. I look away at once and drink Judah’s bottle water. Judah leans his hands on their table as he says something. Zayn’s taunting gaze moves to Judah and his smirk is gone.
” What the f-ck are you doing here?” I hear Judah faintly asks.
” What the f-ck do you expect?” Troy asks. His looks means one thing. He hates Judah to the core. And if he’s given a knife to stab Judah right now, that dude will.
” Bitch, I ain’t talking to you.” Judah spits out.
” F-ck you, man.” Troy says as he glares at Judah.
” Becareful what you spit out, boy.” Judah warns. From were I’m seating, I can sense the anger laced in his voice. And he isn’t joking.
” What the f-ck you’re gonna do? Get mad and slam my head on a f-cking counter? You’ll only end up hurting your little slut right there.”
I can’t believe that Troy prick just called me a slut. I badly wanna get up from my chair and march to their table to give that Troy a piece of my mind? How dare he stalk me and call me a slut?
” What the f-ck did you just say?” Judah asks Troy. Some customers turns to look at these delinquents as they exchange glares.
” The f-ck you gon’ do, man?”
I see Judah clench his fist as Zayn stops Troy from running into his own untimely death.
” We’re here to have lunch, Dante. Same way you’re here to have lunch with your girl.”
” Stay the f-ck away from her.” Judah tells Zayn.
Are they even aware few customers are staring at them? Of course they are not.
“Or what Judah? Is she that precious to you that you can’t share her? You and I know you’re playing her. She’s just one of your many sl…”
” Don’t.” Judah stops him at once.
” Stay the f-ck away from her and I ain’t playing.”
What’s that even supposed to mean? This is one of the reasons I didn’t want this benefits bullshit with Judah. Being referred to as his sluts or some cheap wh-re. Or his toy or plaything or whatever bullshit name they call women.
I stand up from my seat and walk over to their table.
” Hey, assh-les.” I say. They all turn to look at me including Judah.
” I just wanna make something clear to y’all. I’m not his slut or whatever bullshit name you referred women as, alright. Stop stalking me and following me everywhere. I don’t have what you want and even if I do, you ain’t gon’ get it. So stay the f-ck away from me. I’m not a f-cking game pad that boys share amongst themselves, you f-cking dimwits.” I say as I walk out of the restaurant.
I stand outside and wished I brought my car instead of hoping into Judah’s car. They’ve successfully spoilt my mood by referring me to a wh-re. How could they? Judah waltzes out of the restaurant. I don’t miss the slight anger visible in his eyes. He takes his key from the valet and opens his car door for me to get it.
” I’m just entering because mine isn’t here.”
” Get the f-ck in.” He snaps at me.
Like he has a right to snap at me? That freak in there just called me his slut and he even said it boldly that he’s playing me. What was that supposed to mean?
” You don’t have to snap at me Judah.” I yell at him.
” Get in the f-cking car Serena.”
” No.” I yell at him.
” No?” He asks surprisingly.
” Yes, no. You can’t make me enter a damn car after what happened out there.”
” Get in the f-cking car or…”
” Or what Judah?” I ask Judah and cross my arms. He should be apologising, not behaving like the assh-le he is. What’s wrong with good looking people?
He bites his bottom lip and walks close to me. I’d already forgotten we’re standing outside a restaurant and several cars drive by. His green eyes watches my eyes and then it moves down to my l-ips as it stays there for so long and I’m getting nervous.
” Or what Judah…” I whisper. He’s already in front of me and we’re breathing the same air.
” Or… I’m gonna k-ss you so hærd you won’t feel your l-ips again. Get. In. The. Car.”
I blink and look right into his eyes. He isn’t joking. I gulp and turn around to enter his car. Judah shuts the door once I’m settled.
” F-ck, who knew that would work.” I hear him mutters.
He slides in,side the driver’s seat and starts the car. He’s not even wearing a seatbelt and I’ve noticed he’s not a fan of one. The car ride is silent as he speeds down the street. He’s not saying a word to me about what happened and he’s not even bothered.
” I’m not your plaything Judah.” I mutter and look out the window.
Judah briefly looks at me and looks away. He’s still mad.
” I’m not your f-cking slut, alright.”
” Just shut up.” He snaps at me. I stare at him as he runs his tatted hand down his hair. His hair is a lot more longer than usual.
” You’re so f-cking mean. Some assh-les referred to me as your stupid slut. He said you were playing me , Judah. Are you playing me?”
” Call it whatever thing you wanna call it.”
” Pull over.”
” Why?” He asks and looks at me blankly. I hate that I like him.
I hate that his one small perfect smile makes me want him terribly. How can he be such an assh-le every goddamn time.
” Just pull over, I need to get out. I can’t face your terrible mood swings and your frequent annoying attitude. I’m sick of you Judah.” He smirks. I mean I just said something important and he smirks.
I open my mouth to speak but Judah rests his free hand on my thighs while the other steers the wheel. That actually calmed down my rantings.
” You’re not my plaything. Even if this isn’t a relationsh¡p, the feeling is mutual.” He says.
I look down at his hand on my lap and look up at his face. Judah’s too good looking for someone of his kind. I know he’s bad and every normal person can actually tell. He scre-ms bad news. But I don’t wanna run away from him. Can’t believe I like bad news and that’s Judah.
” Yeah, yeah.” I huff and look out the window. Judah pulls his hand from my lap and I’m left lonely.
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I rest my head on my arms resting on the railings and stare at the water below us. It’s almost evening and I don’t wanna leave Judah. We’re yet to go home and I don’t feel like going home. Judah smokes a cigarette beside me as he stares at space. He must be thinking of something. Something I don’t know of and something he will never tell me. Sometimes I wished I can read his thoughts and know what he’s thinking. Am I even part of his thoughts?
I throw a pebble in the water and smile as the water changes it’s color.
” Do you always come here?” I break the silence.
” Have you?” He asks instead. I turn to look at him.
” I like the cold air out here. It makes me think.” He says and leans his elbows on the railing.
” What do you think about?” I ask. He chuckles silently and flicks the butt of his cigarette.
” You don’t wanna know, Candy.”
” Yeah, right.” I mutter and throw another pebble in,side the water.
” Will you get bored of me?” I ask him.
Judah turns to look at me with his cancer stick in between his l-ips. He doesn’t say a word as he looks away.
” What’s that about at the restaurant?” He skips my question. A question I’ve always wanted answer from.
” They were saying some stuff about me that I don’t like.”
” I told you to sit back and wait and not get your ass off your seat to rant.”
” Really? That freak has been stalking me.” I say as Judah wh¡p his head to look at me at once.
” He has?”
” Yeah. I saw him the other day at the restaurant close to college. He followed me to the restroom and threatened me to get rid of my family’s heirloom.”
” And?”
” A private number sent me a text. ‘I see you’ Zayn said the same thing to me that day when I visited the detective in charge of my family’s murder case. They said Zayn was a Hitman , got out of jail two months before my family was killed.” I sigh and throw another pebble in,side the water.
” What’s your family’s heirloom?” He asks. I hesitate before I tell him. Can I even trust him?
” It’s a blue diamond.” I sigh and look at him for any weird expression. None. His face is stoic as he lights another cigarette. He nods.
” He won’t come near you again.”
” It’s still kinda weird you care about me. I don’t really have a lot of people who cares about me.” I say.
Judah’s head turns to look at me. He sighs and inhale his stick.
” Why do you smoke often?” I ask when he doesn’t say a word.
” You got problems with that?”
” I’m just asking.”
He hesitates for a while before answering. He flicks the butt of his stick. ” It helps me relax.”
I nod and smile at him.
” That wasn’t necessary.” He huffs.
” What about drugs? hærd drugs?”
” I hate that shit.” He tells me.
” And why’s that? You’re the big bad Boogeyman.” I tell him. He looks at me blankly and I don’t miss the small smile that creeps up his l-ips. But it dissapears at once.
” My mom died of an overdose. It was heroin.”
Shit. That was a ugly sight to see. He just told me about his personal life. But why me?
” I’m…”
” Keep it.” He says and puffs out his smoke.
” When was that?” I decide to ask, hoping he would tell me more.
” I was fourteen. I woke up one morning and my dad’s gone too. He walked out of my life without telling me shit. He was found dead three weeks after he left. An overdose too.” He says.
That was a terrible sight for a fourteen years old to behold. I mean I was a grown up adult when I lost my family. The scene still haunts me every night when I close my eyes to sleep. It was so hærd for me. Sometimes I still can’t believe I lost my family. Especially my twin. This world s-cks.
” At least I know how you felt.” I manage to say.
Judah chuckles quietly and looks down at the water.
” Sorry about today. I was mad at Zayn’s appearance. We don’t really like each other. He’s such a f-cking punk.”
” So you knew him well?” I ask. Judah darts his head to look at me.
” I don’t.”
” Judah, I lost my family in one night. They were murdered by some assassins who wanted my family’s heirloom. You can just help me by just telling some few information about Zayn.”
” I don’t know Zayn, Serena. Let it stay that way.” He says firmly.
I sigh and angrily throw the rest pebbles in,side the water. I shove my hands in,side my hoodie pocket. I don’t bother to look at him but I can tell he’s staring at me.
” So are you gonna tell me about Ransom too?”
” I won’t.”
I chuckle sadly and nod.
” Why don’t you prove Zayn right? You’re playing me. You know about this people and they’re connected to my family’s murder one way or the other. You knew all of them. Ransom, Albert, now Zayn. Why don’t you tell me you’re part of this conspiracy.” I wipe my eyes and sniffle silently.
Judah watches me silently.
” I can’t do this with you. You’re too closed. You know I needed the information. You can’t just keep things from me and you expect us to have s€× with each other in the name of benefits. God, you make me sick.” I scoff and walk toward his car.
” Take me home, you f-cking assh-le.” I shout. My voice quivers and I’m about to cry.
Judah sighs and throws away his cigarette. With his hands in his jacket pocket he walks towards me. The wind blows his tousled hair and it flaps against his face. I can’t stay mad at Judah. Not with the way he makes me feel. He pulls out his hand from his pockets and runs it down his hair, and then he stops in front of me.
My pulse quickens as Judah watches me. He holds both my wrists and wraps my arms around his torso. His eyes still stares into mine. Judah tucks my strands of hair behind my ear and wraps his hand around the back of my neck. His thumb pad brushes my cheek, I shut my eyes and take in a deep breath.
” You don’t find answers to questions that’s gonna leave you hurt. Really hurt.” He says, his forefinger slowly trailing down my nape.
” I might be an assh-le, but I really care about you. I can’t watch you get hurt.”
” But why do you even care?” I breathe out.
He shrugs one shoulder. ” I don’t know.”
I part my l-ips to say something but I shut it back. He makes me speechless.
” Is it normal for you to care? You know, considering the fact that we’re just…” I sigh.
Without giving me an answer, he takes my l-ips my surprise. I quickly respond to his k-ss and let my arms stay around his neck. Judah wraps his arms around my wa-ist as he deepens the k-ss. He lifts me off the ground and I wrap my thighs around his wa-ist. We stop k-ssing and he looks at me.
” I should take you home. It’s getting dark.”
” I don’t wanna go home.” I say and rest my head on his shoulder.
” Why?” He asks and starts walking with me on his arms.
” I don’t feel like.” I say as he smirks.
” Spend the night?”
I chuckle and run my forefinger down his hair.
” Flings don’t spend the night together, Judah.” I pinch his neck and he chuckles.
” Maybe we should make out in the car then.” He says and smacks my butt.
I squeal and hop off from his arms.
” Maybe you should catch me first.” I tell him and start running.
” Don’t let me catch you , Margaret.” He shouts and I hear him chuckle.
I give him my middle finger and continue running. I hear Judah’s footsteps behind me and I giggle. Before I can make another move, Judah sweeps me off my feet and place me on his shoulder. I squeal loudly and wrap my arms around his neck. He sits me on the railings and wraps his arms around my wa-ist.
” People are watching us.” I tell him.
” I don’t f-cking care.” He says and sl¡ps his hand in,side my shirt.
I smile at him when he runs his finger down my spine. Judah leans his forehead against mine. He grip gently to my h¡ps and run it up my body.
” You’re beautiful.” He whispers.
I smile at him and look down at his l-ips.
” And you’re hot.” I giggle.
Judah k-sses me. It was slow at first as he deepens it. Our l-ips moves in rhythm. Judah grabs my h¡ps and gro-ns in between the k-ss.
” What the f-ck are you doing to me?” He mutters between the k-ss. I should be asking him that same question. What’s he doing to me?
” We should head back.” He says as we pull apart.
I nod. Judah puts me down and holds my wrist as we walk to his car.
” The day you had your knuckles bruised, what happened to it?” I ask him. He briefly looks at me and looks away.
” I hit someone.”
” A man?”
” Of course, it’s a man.”
” Did he deserved it?”
” Of course. I box actually.”
” No f-cking away.” I exclaim. He smirks and nods.
” Yes f-cking way.”
I chuckle. ” Is it legal?”
” It’s not. It’s illegal and underground.”
I nod.” You do a lot of things Judah, and a lot of them are illegal. It’s nice you told me about one.”
Judah chuckles quietly. We stop by his car and he looks down at me.
” Will you invite me to come watch? I mean if you’re ever fighting illegal again.”
” I’ll think about it.” He says and opens my side door for me. I slide in and he shuts the door.
” I gotta ask…” I say as he slides in,side the driver’s seat.
” What did you do to Todd?”
He bites his bottom lip and starts his car.
” Something worse than what he did to you. Slammed his head against my car countless times too.”
” F-cking hell.” I mutter. ” That was too much.”
” He deserved it.” Judah says as he speeds down the road.
” I’m still wondering why you care so much about me.” I mutter and look out the window.
I feel him look at me before looking away. And then he mutters.
” Because you’re mine…”
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