SAGE

Chapter 9: The beginning of the end

Sage Miller

The drive to my house was spent thinking about what just happened. The guy I spent this afternoon

gushing over was Styles. Styles, my sister's ex-boyfriend. He was- he is the Godfather.

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How is that even possible. He doesn't fit. And why the fuck was he even in a cartel? Wasn't he rich or

some shit?

We barely got a chance to talk. He looked so different in that world than he did when he was with my

sister. He looked and acted the part of a mafia boss.

One question is stuck in my head, what now? Can we co-exist when I know he put my sister in danger

by dating her?

My heart was beginning to hurt because of all the thinking it's been doing today. It has reached it's limit

for the day.

I saw a convenience store and pulled up. I needed something for this migraine. A bottle of vodka would

do.

I walked inside and when to the alcohol section. I picked one and took out a few dollars to pay and just

as I was about to exit I saw Connor coming in.

He looked so lost and somewhat crazy. I stopped dead in my tracks and looked at him for a moment. I

haven't seen or heard from him in a very long.

His mom was worried sick and called almost everyday, sometimes she'd cry. He hasn't picked up her

calls all this time.

"Connor." I called out. He was counting the few coins in his hand.

Slowly he lifted his head towards me and I finally saw his full face. I saw how hallow his eyes were. He

looked almost crazy and lost weight.

I opened my mouth to say something but he beat me to it.

"Don't you dare pity me." He warned.

"I'm no_" I tried to say but honestly it was hard not to. He looked filthy.

"I can see it in your eyes." He hissed and started to walk away.

"Stop." I said and his shoulders tense further. "Can you talk to me?"

I asked softly, pleading in fact.

"Why?" He still had his back to me.

"Because... I want to know how you've been." I didn't think he could tense even more but he did.

"Why?" He asked again.

"Because you're my friend." I said defeated.

"So you can laugh at how miserable I am with your true friend." He snapped and whipped his head

around. His eyes looked crazy.

He stepped forward and I subconsciously stepped back. He let out a humorless laugh.

"I don't want your fake concern or your pity."

"Your mom is worried about you." I said trying to at least make him see reason. I was genuinely worried

about him.

His body went rigid and he froze.

"Are you fucking her too. She confides in you now?" He sneered and my eyes went wide.

"What? No." I raised my voice at the accusation. "She's been looking for you everywhere and we are all

worried."

"Worried." He scoffed. "She isn't worried. You know I had no problem with her whoring around with her

boss or whoever was on her list bit to choose to fuck around with my friend..... " He paused for a

second. "Or what I thought was my friend, is unexpected."

"Don't speak about your mother like that." I warned. I may not have the best mom out the but Connor's

mom was the best, no doubt about that.

"Like what?" He taunt. "She's a whore."

"But she's still your mother, she gave birth to you." I just wish I had a mother like her. Then maybe I'd

be different.

"Unfortunately." He muttered. I bit my lip because I didn't know what to say anymore.

"Can we talk somewhere that isn't the convenience store." I tried my luck and I was surprised when he

agreed.

I led him outside and stopped next to my car. My idea was to lure him to my house.

I was genuinely worried about him. He is my friend too. He'd lent me a hand when I needed one.

I looked around to see his car but I didn't see it.

"Where's your car?" I asked him still looking around.

"I needed money." He simply said and I knew that he sold it.

"Okay hop on, we'll talk when we get to my house." I said casually hoping he won't snap and

surprisingly he didn't. He hopped on and I drove to my house.

I parked in the drive way and waited for Connor to step out and locked the car afterwards.

I opened the door and walked inside with Connor in suite. All this done in silence.

I went to the kitchen and grabbed two shots in the set I had bought a few months back. And I sliced

some lime in a plate and went back to the living room.

Connor was sitting on the sofa, his eyes closed looking extremely exhausted. He must have been

through hell in the last two weeks.

I cleared my throat to gain his attention and his eyes slowly opened. I place the vodka, the shots and

plate on the coffee table.

I poured the vodka and gave Connor one and he downed it in second. I followed suite and downed

mine.

I haven't said a word and neither has Connor. I guess I wanted him to settle down and relax then

maybe the alcohol would make it easier for us to talk.

I watched as he poured two other shots and handed me one. In sync we downed them.

I leaned all the way in the sofa and relaxed.

Have you ever heard that sometimes the silence is louder. Well this silence is defiantly louder.

"What did you wanna talk about?" Connor was the one to break the silence. Maybe he felt suffocated

by the silence just like I was.

"I wanted to know how you were doing." I replied calmly. For far we were civil. NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

"I've been getting by." He said giving me a vague answer but somehow I knew he was barely getting

by.

"Where were you staying?" I asked hesitantly.

"Here and there." He gave me another vague answer.

I got the impression he wouldn't answer any of my question so I stopped asking.

"I'm glad you're okay man." I said and closed my eyes. I really am glad.

"Why?" He asked all of a sudden. His question really startled me to a point that I opened my eyes.

"What do you mean why?" I shooted back.

"I mean why are you glad?" I frowned and sat up straight.

"You're my friend. One of my best friend. I didn't agree, I still don't agree what Sebastian did. It's

messed up." I said sincerely. "We were suppose to be an unbreakable trio. I know I can be an asshole

but I'm trying to redeem myself. We haven't treated you nicely. I admit that and I own my mistakes and

I'm sorry."

I was also apologising for banging his girlfriend back in freshman year.

"I appreciate it man." He said calmly and leaned all the way on the sofa. I followed his actions and I

heard him sigh.

"Call your mother dude. She's worried sick." I told him really pushing it.

"I'm not ready to talk to her." He simply said.

"At least call her and tell her your fine then. In the meantime you could stay here till you're ready." I said

then heard his hesitation I I knew he was going to turn it down and my guilty conscience won't let him

be. "I insist."

At least I can ease my guilt for all the shit I did to him.

I showed him Clara's old room and we had pizza as dinner and watched a few movies.

"Thank you man." He said as he walked up the stairs to sleep.

"No need." I simply said. It's the least I could do.

Why can't I have nomarl teenage problem? I sighed.

What I haven't been able to shook off my head since brunch with Eve is Alora.

With all the shit I found today my head just can't seem to rest.

Without thinking it through I grabbed by car keys and walked out the door. I drove to Alora's house.

The fact that she was with someone who isn't me pisses me off to no end.

Normal teenage relationship problems right? You might think but there's nothing normal about our

relationship.

It's toxic and just bad.

I parked outside her house more pissed than I was coming here. I need to show her who's boss. Who

can pleasure her body. Who is the fucking boss. I am.

I'm outside. - S

I texted her. I've never been this demanding but I can't handle the anger.

Outside where - A

What pissed me further is that she took whole five minutes to reply which has never happened.

Where do you think - S

I snapped and replied and her reply was immediately. Guess she loves being treated that way.

Geez, I'm coming - A

I grimaced and watched her walk out the front door to my car. She was swaying her hips with each

step.

When she was near, I stepped out and leaned against the car waiting for her to approach me but she

didn't. She stopped about half a mile from me.

Just looking at her, I couldn't get the image of someone else fucking her, moaning his name.

It pissed me off and the fact that she stopped half a mile from me, which she never did pissed me

more. She has always been all over me.

"Come here." I demanded, detecting a dangerous edge to my voice.

She shyly walked a few steps and stopped just foot from me.

"What was all that?" I said in anger. I wasn't trying to hide my anger anymore.

"What was what?" She replied.

"That shit you're doing." I replied thickening the words.

I roughly pulled her to me and she crashed hard on my chest and she yelped.

"Sage." She whined but I enforced my grip on her making her yelp even more. "Umm.... with... I... I

have a visitor."

"Oh yeah." I challenged.

"You know how Eve is. She'll come out and get angry that I ditched her." She tried to explain but I

wasn't having any of it. I came with a mission and it shall be done.

I spun her around really fast and shoved her against the car. A large part of me was thrilled by her pain.

Her real pain.

"You're hurting me." She said but I started to attack her neck. Sucking her skin. She was about to say

something else but I sucked harder making her stumble upon her words.

"Where were you? Why haven't I seen you in two weeks? Why haven't you called? Who was fucking

you?"

I said in between kisses and she suddenly stopped and pushed me, caught of guard I stumbled back

and stared at her annoyed.

"What the fuck Alora?" I blurted out real irritated.

"No, what the fuck you. Why do you care who fucked me. You fuck everything that moves and I don't

say shit and last time I checkedyou weren't my boyfriend. I can fuck whoever I want."

She yelled and that snapped the last piece of self control I had.

In a blink of an eye I was in her face grabbing her wrist real hard.

"Last time I check you were my little submissive slut. I can call you whenever I need a fuck and right

now I do need one."

I heard her gasp first then she yanked her own hand from me and slapped the shit out of me.

I don't know what willed or even drove me to say all that shit bit at the moment I wasn't regretting shit.

"I think we should stop seeing each other." She said in a firm voice but those words pissed me.

In fact pissed wasn't the word anymore. I was very angry. I wasn't ready to stop fucking her and I sure

as hell wasn't ready to give her up.

I smashed my lips with hers and kissed the life out of her.

I was glad when she moaned in the kissed and didn't fight stained me.

I didn't know what I would do if she fought me. I just know that wouldn't have ended well.

I don't know what's with me. I don't know what got to me but I know is that I wanna be the only one to

fuck her but I'm not ready to give her what she'll want.

"I'm sorry." I said into the kiss even though I'm sure as hell didn't mean it.

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Chapter 9 done.

It was really hard writting this chapter and making Sage the bad guy. But it was necessary.

Sage isn't the good guy in this book. He's both good and bad.

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