ready to do this shit. He was going to get Lila back, and when he had her he’d teach that bitch a lesson.
****
Bunny had woken up a few moments ago, knowing instantly Tank wasn’t beside her. She stared at the ceiling, the scent of her man still wrapped around her, and the feeling of her sore pussy a remembrance of what they’d shared just an hour ago. She sat up in bed, the bathroom light on, the door cracked so just a sliver of yellow came through. There was no going back now with Tank, not when she’d let her emotions come to the surface, not when she’d taken her walls down. Bunny hadn’t meant for things to play out the way they had, but she was glad she’d allowed herself to unloosen that constraint of self-hatred. It felt right being with Tank, even if it had happened so fast.
She was his. He’d said as much, and it felt incredible to know that nothing could come between them, not even herself. Bunny had meant it when she said she was done running, and when she had some money she would be tearing her father’s place down, watching the rubble settle and the nightmares of the past she’d tried so hard to run from leave her. She was damaged, she admitted that, but she knew, or at least hoped, that with time she’d heal. Even if she ran from Tank because of what she’d felt, and ignored everything for far too long, she was here now and that’s all that mattered.
Bunny stood and put her sweats and t-shirt back on, wanting to talk to Tank, but also wanting to talk with Lila. She knew the other woman was going through so much, and the conversation they’d had when they first had seen each other again hadn’t touched so much on the past, on what Lila was going through. Having a baby with a man that was out to hurt her was something Bunny would never understand. The asshole might be coming after her, as Lila said, but truth was Bunny didn’t care about herself when it came to that. Lila and Faye were the ones she cared about in this situation, the ones that were getting hurt from all of this.
And she had a pretty good feeling Lila wasn’t sleeping, not with the shit happening. If they could be together, and taking to her friend was the one thing Bunny could do for her, then she’d gladly do it in a heartbeat.
She was glad no one was in the hallway as she made her way to the room Lila was staying in. Knocking on the door a few times, she took a step back, her mind a rush of thoughts, her body strung tight. The door opened a few seconds later, Lila standing on the other side looking wide-awake.
“I didn’t wake you, did I?” Bunny whispered, mindful Faye was probably sleeping.
Lila shook her head and held the door open. The table lamp was on, casting a soft glow in the room on one side. Bunny looked in the opposite corner of the room, saw a basinet, and looked over at Faye.
“Lucien had it bought for Faye. That stuff, too,” she said and pointed to a bag. Bunny could see diapers and clothes sticking out of it.
“That was nice of them.”
Lila nodded.
Bunny stood there for a second, not speaking, not knowing what to say even though she had a lot on her mind. “How are you doing?” she asked again. They’d just spoken earlier this evening, but Bunny didn’t think it was nearly enough. It had been too long since she’d seen Lila, and she wanted to talk, wanted this time to keep her mind off other things. She also wanted to be honest with her friend in regards to being with Tank.
Lila sat on the edge of the bed and gestured for Bunny to come forward. Once Bunny was sitting beside Lila, they sat there for a second, the sound of the club outside of the room dulled.
“I could be worse, a lot worse,” Lila said, her voice soft.
Bunny was mindful of Faye sleeping, so she nodded and looked at her hands in her lap. “You know things will be okay?” She lifted her head and looked at her friend. Lila looked so much like Brendan in the coloring of their hair and eyes, and she hated that their
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Bunny had woken up a few moments ago, knowing instantly Tank wasn’t beside her. She stared at the ceiling, the scent of her man still wrapped around her, and the feeling of her sore pussy a remembrance of what they’d shared just an hour ago. She sat up in bed, the bathroom light on, the door cracked so just a sliver of yellow came through. There was no going back now with Tank, not when she’d let her emotions come to the surface, not when she’d taken her walls down. Bunny hadn’t meant for things to play out the way they had, but she was glad she’d allowed herself to unloosen that constraint of self-hatred. It felt right being with Tank, even if it had happened so fast.
She was his. He’d said as much, and it felt incredible to know that nothing could come between them, not even herself. Bunny had meant it when she said she was done running, and when she had some money she would be tearing her father’s place down, watching the rubble settle and the nightmares of the past she’d tried so hard to run from leave her. She was damaged, she admitted that, but she knew, or at least hoped, that with time she’d heal. Even if she ran from Tank because of what she’d felt, and ignored everything for far too long, she was here now and that’s all that mattered.
Bunny stood and put her sweats and t-shirt back on, wanting to talk to Tank, but also wanting to talk with Lila. She knew the other woman was going through so much, and the conversation they’d had when they first had seen each other again hadn’t touched so much on the past, on what Lila was going through. Having a baby with a man that was out to hurt her was something Bunny would never understand. The asshole might be coming after her, as Lila said, but truth was Bunny didn’t care about herself when it came to that. Lila and Faye were the ones she cared about in this situation, the ones that were getting hurt from all of this.
And she had a pretty good feeling Lila wasn’t sleeping, not with the shit happening. If they could be together, and taking to her friend was the one thing Bunny could do for her, then she’d gladly do it in a heartbeat.
She was glad no one was in the hallway as she made her way to the room Lila was staying in. Knocking on the door a few times, she took a step back, her mind a rush of thoughts, her body strung tight. The door opened a few seconds later, Lila standing on the other side looking wide-awake.
“I didn’t wake you, did I?” Bunny whispered, mindful Faye was probably sleeping.
Lila shook her head and held the door open. The table lamp was on, casting a soft glow in the room on one side. Bunny looked in the opposite corner of the room, saw a basinet, and looked over at Faye.
“Lucien had it bought for Faye. That stuff, too,” she said and pointed to a bag. Bunny could see diapers and clothes sticking out of it.
“That was nice of them.”
Lila nodded.
Bunny stood there for a second, not speaking, not knowing what to say even though she had a lot on her mind. “How are you doing?” she asked again. They’d just spoken earlier this evening, but Bunny didn’t think it was nearly enough. It had been too long since she’d seen Lila, and she wanted to talk, wanted this time to keep her mind off other things. She also wanted to be honest with her friend in regards to being with Tank.
Lila sat on the edge of the bed and gestured for Bunny to come forward. Once Bunny was sitting beside Lila, they sat there for a second, the sound of the club outside of the room dulled.
“I could be worse, a lot worse,” Lila said, her voice soft.
Bunny was mindful of Faye sleeping, so she nodded and looked at her hands in her lap. “You know things will be okay?” She lifted her head and looked at her friend. Lila looked so much like Brendan in the coloring of their hair and eyes, and she hated that their
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