ENTWINED 👫
BY FATE
(A Tale of Lies, Love, and Redemption)
CHAPTER 31 💫 32
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(SICK)
She continued eating away at his lip, and he reciprocated with the same intensity. His hands moved around her sexy body, and hers roamed all over his. She even pushed her hand under his shirt and started massaging his abs. That's when he finally stopped her.
"I want more," she pouted, her lower lip jutting out in a childish manner.
"You have to bathe and sleep, we can't do this when you're not in your right sense," Jameson said, trying to reason with her.
She opened her arms like a baby, and he scooped her up, carrying her to the bathroom. He gently dropped her into the bathtub and grabbed a white towel, dipping it in warm water. He used it to clean her body and face, his touch gentle and caring. After that, he carried her back to the bed and put pajamas on her, covering her with a blanket.
As he was about to leave, she grabbed his arm.
"Stay with me, don't go away," she muttered, her eyes pleading.
Jameson got into bed beside her, and she immediately snuggled into his body, her head resting on his chest. He smiled and wrapped his arm around her.
"Goodnight, Lexi," he whispered, pecking her forehead.
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BACK AT THE PARTY
Zayne dragged Janelle out of the party and pulled her into a hug.
"What are you doing, someone may see us," Janelle said, trying to pull away from the hug.
"No one is going to okay, you just look so pretty, I couldn't help myself," he grinned.
"Pervert, what if my parents see us?" she scoffed.
"Then we will tell them we are dating," he said, his eyes sparkling with mischief.
"It's not even real, okay?" she said, trying to push him away.
"What if we make it real then? Are you going to date me if I ask you out?" he asked seriously, his eyes locked on hers.
"Wow, are you drunk? What are you saying?" she chuckled nervously.
"I am not drunk, so should we just date for real?" he asked again, his voice low and husky.
"You are really drunk," she scoffed and started leaving, but Zayne pulled her back and covered her mouth when he saw two people approaching. It was Wayne and Victoria.
"Wow, I don't know they talk," he said in shock.
"Me too, since she used to be my brother's girlfriend," Janelle said, her eyes wide with surprise.
"Let's just follow them," Zayne said, and they both followed Wayne and Victoria, trying to stay inconspicuous.
As they walked, Janelle couldn't help but feel a flutter in her chest. She had never seen Zayne like this before, and she wasn't sure what to make of it. Was he really interested in her, or was he just drunk and being silly?
She looked up at him, and their eyes met. For a moment, they just stared at each other, the tension between them palpable.
Then, Zayne smiled and took her hand, pulling her closer. "Come on, let's see where they're going," he whispered, his breath tickling her ear.
Janelle's heart raced as she followed him, her mind racing.
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"Why aren't you with her in the bathroom?" Victoria asked angrily.
"I thought you followed her." She added, she was really mad as hell when she saw Jameson leaving the party with Lexi in his arm.
"You expect me to make out with her when she keeps calling that bastard's name?" Wayne asked angrily.
"I can't believe you right now," Victoria snapped.
"Are you fucking dumb or what? If she calls his name, you're supposed to play along and pretend to be him. At least that would have helped with our plans."she said.
"I will never pretend to be Jameson, Never" Wayne said firmly.
"I sedated her drink, it makes her really horny, she will have just responded to your touch," Victoria said, her voice dripping with malice.
"Do you know what she's doing with my man as we speak? Do you fucking know?" She yelled angrily.
Wayne's face twisted in disgust.
"I can't believe that's what you did. Now that jerk's hands will be all over what's mine. I don't need to work with you anymore because all your plans suck so far. I will make her mine myself, in my own way." He said.
"Goodluck with that" Victoria scoffed.
He turned to leave, but his eyes widened in shock as he saw Zayne and Janelle standing behind him.
"What are you talking about, brother?" Zayne asked in disbelief.
"Tell me it's not true." He said.
"Nothing to hide," Wayne said smugly.
"Jameson stole what's mine, and I'm on a quest to take it back." Wayne said plainly.
Zayne's face turned red with anger.
"You're unbelievable," he spat before storming off.
Janelle turned to Victoria, her eyes blazing.
"You will never have anything to do with my brother," she said before following Zayne.
Wayne turned to Victoria, his eyes flashing with anger.
"See what you caused," he snarled before storming off.
Victoria's face twisted in a scowl as she watched them leave.
"Fools," she muttered to herself. "They have no idea what's really going on" she said before going back to the party.
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Jameson woke up, feeling a sense of warmth and comfort that he hadn't experienced in a long time. He wanted to stand up, but he felt something resting on him, and that's when he finally saw her. She was still sleeping peacefully, her body glued to his. He caressed her face, and she finally opened her eyes. She quickly closed them back when she saw him staring.
"I guess you won't be going to school today too, since you're already late," he said, trying to sound casual.
She quickly sprang up from the bed and started running to the bathroom.
"I guess you forgot that today is Sunday, no school," he called out after her.
She stopped and came back to him, looking curious.
"How did I get home last night?" she asked.
"You don't remember?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah, all I remember was a waiter giving me an alcohol, he said it was from you," she said, her eyes narrowing.
"I didn't send alcohol to you," Jameson said, shaking his head.
"Then who did?" she asked, her voice laced with concern.
"I don't know, maybe a mistake," he said, trying to reassure her.
"What do you want to do today?" He asked.
"I don't know," she said, shrugging.
"How about we have fun at the pool? It's going to be fun," he suggested.
"Sure, I'd love that," she said, smiling.
"Let's just sleep for now since we have nothing to do," he said, pulling her back to the bed.
She hugged him tightly, her heart beating loudly. She couldn't believe how close they had grown. She had never felt this way about anyone before.
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Wayne came out of the bathroom and rolled his eyes when he saw his brother waiting for him on his bed. He had actually slept at his parents' mansion because he was not going to school on Sunday.
"Are you going to explain what happened last night?" Zayne asked immediately, his eyes narrowed.
"You can't just come to my room whenever you please," Wayne said, trying to sound calm.
"Brother, what's going on?" Zayne asked.
"Why did you plan with Victoria, and what did you mean when you said Jameson's wife is yours? I hope you're not planning to take revenge." He asked further.
Wayne sighed and ran his hand through his hair.
"I'm not taking revenge, Zayne. I just want her because she's mine, First, it was Mirabel, my girlfriend, who Jameson take away from me and now its Lexi" he said angrily.
"You can't say that brother" Zayne said.
Wayne's face twisted in anger.
"You don't understand, Zayne. I loved Mirabel, and Jameson took her away from me. Now I've fallen in love with Lexi, and he's married to her. Why must he always take the people I love away from me?"
Zayne shook his head.
"But Lexi is happy with Jameson, Wayne. Can't you see that? She loves him, not you." Zayne said.
Wayne's eyes flashed with anger.
"I won't accept that. I lost Mirabel to him, my supposed friend. I won't lose Lexi too." He said.
Zayne sighed. "Have you ever listened to Jameson's side of the story, Wayne? Did you ever ask him why he took Mirabel away from you?"
"I don't need to know. What is he going to say?"Wayne snorted.
Zayne's expression turned sad.
"You're not thinking about Lexi's feelings at all, are you? Is she happy with what you're doing? Does she even want you to fight for her?" Zayne asked.
Wayne's face turned red with anger.
"Get out of my room, Zayne." He snapped.
Zayne stood up and left the room, shaking his head.
"I hope you come back to your senses quickly, Brother." he muttered.
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Victoria suddenly stormed into her father's study room, slamming the door behind her.
"Vicky, you should knock before entering, this isn't appropriate," Mr. Thompson said, looking up from his desk.
"Dad, are you just going to watch Lexi take everything from me?" she yelled, her face red with anger.
"Victoria, calm down, you know I am trying," Mr. Thompson said, standing up from his chair. "I have gone all sorts of ways to make you best, I do what I can do too, what else do you want?"
"You haven't done anything in their marriage," Victoria spat, her eyes blazing. "I want them to divorce, I want Jameson to look at me again, I want their marriage to ruin."
Mr. Thompson sighed and rubbed his temples. "You know I can't do anything about that, Victoria. Their marriage is none of our business."
"You are so useless," Victoria said, her voice dripping with venom. "You can't even help your daughter get what she wants. What type of father are you?"
Mr. Thompson's face turned red with anger. "You can't speak to me that way, I am your dad," he thundered.
"Then act like one," Victoria snapped rudely and stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind her.
"Wow."Mr. Thompson muttered in disbelief, He had never seen Victoria so angry before. He didn't know what to do. He tried to calm her down, but she wouldn't listen. He sighed and sat back down at his desk, wondering what he could do to help his daughter.
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Gemma groaned tirelessly as she made her way to the door, feeling lazy and sleepy after cleaning the house all day. But her tiredness vanished the moment she saw Freddie standing at the door, looking cool and calm.
"Freddie, what are you doing here? And how did you know my address?" Gemma asked in shock.
"I brought you home when you were drunk last night, you gave me the address," Freddie said, his eyes sparkling with amusement.
Gemma's face turned bright red as she remembered the previous night's events. "Oh," she muttered, feeling embarrassed.
"And about why I'm here, Sweeney kept saying she wanted to see you, so I didn't have a choice but to bring her," Freddie said, gesturing to the little girl standing beside him.
Gemma's eyes widened as she noticed Sweeney, and a smile spread across her face.
"Well, come in," she said, carrying Sweeney into the house.
As they entered the kitchen, Gemma was thankful that she had cleaned the house from top to bottom, but she was worried about her own appearance. Freddie noticed her concern and touched her forehead.
"You drank a lot yesterday, I hope you're not suffering from a hangover?" he asked, his eyes filled with concern.
Gemma shook her head nervously. "I'm good," she said.
"Sweeney what did you want? Pizza? Ice cream? Chips?" She asked.
"PizZa, pizza!" she exclaimed.
"Okay then, Pizza it is" Gemma smile.
"I could help out too" Freddie offer and follow her while Sweeney watch cartoon in the sitting room.
"She love Chicken Pizza" Freddie said with a smile.
"You really love her, don't you?" Gemma asked, her voice filled with emotion.
Freddie nodded. "Well I should, since she's my daughter," he said, his eyes sparkling with love.
Gemma's eyes widened in shock.
"But she calls you her brother," she said, confusion etched on her face.
Freddie sighed. "That's what she was told, she thinks my parents are hers too," he explained.
Gemma's expression softened. "You should tell her the truth, she'll be glad," she said gently.
"Really?" he asked seriously.
Gemma nodded. "She's still young now, it becomes more difficult to tell as she grows older," she said wisely.
"I should then" he said.
"What about her mum?" Gemma asked curiously.
"She is dead, she died while getting birth to her three years ago" Freddie muttered.
"I am so sorry about that" Gemma said.
"It's okay, I don't even know why I tell you, I have only tell my friends" he said.
"Then i am honored to know" she smile as they stare at each other.
"We should make the pizza" he suddenly said.
"Sure, we should" she smile.
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Jameson was already swimming around in the pool when Lexi arrived, looking stunning in a bikini that showcased her curves. She seemed a bit self-conscious in the revealing outfit, but Jameson couldn't help but notice how beautiful she looked. As she approached the pool, Jameson swam up to her and scooped her up in his arms, spinning her around while she laughed. He finally dropped her into the pool, and she splashed around, enjoying the cool water.
"Are you going to dress femininely to school tomorrow?"Jameson asked.
Lexi hesitated, "I don't think I can, that means people will keep looking at me." She said.
"Nothing bad in that, I'm sure you'll look great."Jameson encouraged her.
"I can't," she said gently, remembering her father's threat. She couldn't outdress Victoria.
"How about a competition then?" She asked trying to change the topic.
"Sure, I'm in!" Jameson smiles.
They started swimming, and Lexi was about to reach the end point when Jameson grabbed her.
"Why did you do that?" she laughed.
"I don't want you to win," Jameson teased, and Lexi splashed water on his face. He retaliated, and they soon turned it into a water fight, playing around and chasing each other. Jameson eventually caged her, his eyes locked on hers, and for a moment, Lexi thought he wanted to kiss her. But he quickly changed his mind.
"We should go in, it's getting cold." He said.
As they moved towards the door, Lexi started feeling a sharp pain in her belly. She tried to ignore it, not wanting Jameson to find out. But as they reached the door, the pain gripped her tightly, and she fell to the ground with a painful cry.
Jameson was alarmed and rushed to her side, "Lexi, what's wrong?"
"Are you okay?" Jameson asked worriedly, noticing Lexi's sudden grimace of pain.
"My room," was all she could say, her voice strained, as she grabbed onto her belly in pain.
Jameson's heart raced with fear as he scooped her up and started running upstairs, his mind racing with worst-case scenarios.
He gently dropped her onto the bed and noticed that she was about to lose consciousness.
"What should I do?" he asked worriedly, feeling helpless.
Lexi weakly pointed to her drawer, and Jameson quickly opened it, searching for any clue as to what was happening. His eyes landed on a bottle of pills, and he quickly brought them to her. She took them with shaky hands, and Jameson stood there impatiently, waiting for the pain to subside.
As the minutes ticked by, Lexi's breathing slowly returned to normal, and she opened her eyes, looking up at Jameson with a mixture of fear and vulnerability.
"What's wrong with you?" Jameson asked worriedly, his brow furrowed in concern.
Lexi forced a laugh, trying to downplay the situation.
"It's nothing," she said, her voice shaking.
Jameson's expression turned stern.
"Don't even say that," he said firmly.
"Something is wrong, and I will really appreciate it if you tell me right now."
Lexi's eyes welled up with tears as she struggled to speak.
"I...I...have a kidney transplant," she muttered, her voice barely audible.
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