Chapter 54: He is a sadist
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"Oh, that's fine, Drake! Thank you for bringing me here. I can manage until this jerk gets discharged from the hospital in the morning and then we'll take a cab back to my place."
I heard him inhale a deep breath before he asked, "you sure?"
I paused for a moment wondering why he was being so hesitant. "Yeah, I'm sure. And then...." I paused again, then I'd like to continue our conversation from earlier." I really did. The lack of not knowing what he wanted to say was killing me.
"Yeah, sounds good," he replied in a dry, gravely voice. "Call me when you and Luis get in."
"Okay," I whispered, "good night, Drake."
"Good night, Lynn," He whispered back and I squeezed my eyes shut, picturing his face.
I hung up before I changed my mind and asked him to just tell me now, but he was heading to work and something told me that I should wait until we're in person for this conversation.
Turning back to Luis, I found him on his phone and marched up to him.
"Hasn't that thing gotten you in enough trouble for today?" I went to snatch it out of his hand but he quickly pulled it away. Sneaky little jerk.
"Calm your tits, Lynn. I'm not driving right now and just got an email from Noah. We've got another job and it's taking us somewhere amazing."
Okay, my interest is officially piqued as I sat on the edge of his bed and waited for him to explain. When he didn't, I impatiently waved my hand at him.
"Oh, sorry. We need to be in London to interview the Queen's nephew!" He fanned his face. "Have you seen pictures of him? He's a total wild child but also completely fucking sexy. Maybe I can get some royal dick on our trip."
I burst out laughing and shook my head at him. "You are incorrigible, Luis. You literally just got into an accident from looking at a dick pic and now you're talking about a royal dick? You seriously need to get laid, my friend."
"Hello. That's what I'm trying to do here!" He rolled his eyes at me. You've been getting enough dick for the both of us anyway."
I blushed just thinking about my days since I've met Drake and he wasn't lying. I have definitely gotten enough dick for both of us. Amazing, mind blowing sex.
"Speaking of that, you were just about to tell me how your morning went! Did he love the lingerie I put you in?" He devilishly smirked at me, making me glare at him.
"I said we weren't going to go there." I tucked a strand of hair behind my ear and then smirked at him. "But yes, he most definitely enjoyed the lingerie. He liked it so much, he fucked me while still wearing it."
"I knew he was fucking dirty. You lucky bitch!" Then he watched me and I knew he was about to ask me something, so I waited. "So, because I'm your best friend and I care about you...i, um, may have done some digging on Mr. Drake. You have to promise me that you won't freak out, though."
Giggling, I felt my heart thump in my chest. I don't know why I'm so nervous about what he found out but knowing Luis, he found something I wouldn't like. I fucking knew this would be too good to be true.
"What is it?"
"You have to promise you won't freak out first."
Knowing I couldn't actually promise for sure, I still agreed. I needed to hear what he had to say and the only way he would continue is if I agreed.
"You know that I wouldn't let you get into anything serious if I thought it was bad for you, right?"
I nodded, biting my bottom lip.
"And you know that I always have your back, right?"
Again, I nodded.
"I also may or may not have dug out this little detail the moment I saw him in Ibiza."
"Luis, just spit it out!!" I basically shouted, feeling my nerves explode.
"Drake is a sadist!" He shouted back, covering his mouth as he watched me.
All the blood drained from my face as I stared at my best friend. There's no way I heard that correctly. Nope, didn't hear that.
My hands began to shake involuntarily and the pit of my stomach felt like I just jumped off a massive cliff to my sudden death. The words Luis just spoke seemed to affect me much more than when I heard the ones from my supposed to be friend back in Seattle. Those words are coming back to haunt me now. Lynn, Jason has been cheating on you for months. With Kelly. Kelly was dead to me that moment and has been ever since but the worst thing was, Jason used to beat me, just like a sadist. All of the feelings of being betrayed back then seemed to bitch slap me in the face now.
Am I going to throw up? Probably. Will I call an Uber to bring me back home so I can ugly cry in the shower? Absolutely.
On shaky legs, I stood up and backed away from Luis.
"Lynn, babe, you promised not to freak out."
"I lied," I whispered, still trying to grasp what I had just heard.
Drake is a porn star. Drake fucks women on camera. For money? Yep, I was fine with that but the fact that he is a sadist was making me want to throw up.
"Lynn..." Luis scolded as he reached out and tried to grab my hand. "Don't freak out right now. It really isn't that big of a deal. He might be a sadist but you enjoy having sex .......", Luis's words were pissing me off.
