Vicious Desire by Leslie V. Walker
Epilogue
Brendan
September
“Ayanna Wilson! If you don’t come down here this second, I swear to god I’ll lock you in the room and punish you until you won’t be able to sit down for the rest of your life!” I yell from downstairs and her laughter follows immediately along with a goodbye and footsteps.
Even after graduation and college starting already, and us living together, she still doesn’t listen to me. I’ve been calling her to come downstairs for half a fucking hour now and all she kept saying was, “Give me a second.” Well, the second passed half an hour ago and if she doesn’t come down this right now, I’ll go get her myself and teach her a fucking lesson.
After graduation we all decided to move in together. So, we all pitched in—I was most willingly to pay it myself, but they didn’t let me—and bought the biggest house I could find for all five of us.
After searching for so long, Lillie is staying with a close friend of hers, Nina, though she mostly stays here with us. It’s been two weeks since school started, and everything has been great. We would all go to Ashbourne Hills College, which is only about twenty minutes or so away. Ayanna’s mom has decided to live in Europe, she recently reconnected with an old-time friend, and he allowed her to live with him so now she’s working there and calls here and then to catch up.
Ayanna has chosen a different path to her future; she’s chosen to become a writer instead. I thought it was brilliant seeing as how many books she devours in a day and all those damn bookshelves in our room.
I rush outside to the garden and thank fuck it’s nighttime. Once I hear her, I press play on the Shinning theme song and hide at my spot as I put my mask on, the black skull half face from the dance.
She slowly walks out the house with the thing she calls a dress but looks like a fucking shirt.
I hide behind the garden I built for her with a bunch of hibiscus flowers and stare at her as she looks around breaking into a grin.
“Brendan?” She turns her back to me. “You know I’m really starting to love this song. It makes me want to...” She grasps the hem of her so-called “dress” and is about to lift it up, but I stop her, lifting her up in my arms.
“Ahh!!” Her laugh is contagious as I place her down turning her to face me.
Her eyebrows crunch up. “What the hell do you have on?”
I take out her mask from my back pocket and hand it to her. She takes it. “Put it on,” I instruct.
She does so, and closes her eyes while tying it, and I use the opportunity to lower down the music and kneel down, taking out the small box.
I’ve been planning this for months since she became mine.
When she opens her eyes again, she stumbles back a bit, but I grab her hand tugging her close and safe.
“What are you doing?”
“Marry me,” I order because it’s not a fucking question. She’s only ever mine.
She looks down at me her eyes watering and then down at the ring I had custom made just for her. It’s bright silver with the biggest diamond and engraved on the underside says, My Strange.
“I don’t have a say, do I?” She laughs, but I just growl getting off the floor and tugging her toward me.
“No. You fucking don’t. Stop acting like you don’t want to be my wife because my cum inside your pussy said otherwise this morning.”
Her cheeks heat up and she swats my shoulder.
“Your vicious.”
“You love me.”
“I do. I want to be your wife.” She tugs me down until our lips meet and I grab her ass pushing her against the wall.
I slide the ring on her finger, and she moans deep on our kiss.
“Why the half masks?” She asks roaming her hands down the side of my free face.
“Because you’re my other half and with both of us together it completes a whole. And I fucking love you. You’re mine.”
A tear breaks free just as Rocco steps out. “You fucking done? We got it all recorded but can we go know. I’m fucking starving.”
Ayanna laughs, and I tell Rocco to fuck off and go on without us and the rest of them hiding behind the bush come out and do as told.
“I love you,” she says as I lift her up in my arms and take her lips between my teeth tugging hard.
Fuck.
“Thank God they all left. Cause I’m going to fuck you so hard.”
She smiles licking my bottom lip before tugging on it and moving to whisper in my ear, “I’m counting on it.”