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LUTHER

I follow behind Larissa like a meek sheep as she unlocks the door with the key.

The room is very spacious and beautiful, but it also has two beds, and this gives me some kind of relief.

"See? It's going to work," she dumps her bag on the first bed and jumps on it with a satisfied smile.

I sit on the edge of my bed and text my mother. I'm too exhausted to call her and have a whole conversation, but we can do that tomorrow.

"Um, Larissa?" I look at her.

"Yes?" She sits up. Looking at
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  • Mister Grumpy Hockey Star Is My Secret Boyfriend    107

    107. JANAE Hearing that my baby is fine makes me sink into my bed, tears swelling in my eyes. But these aren't sorrowful tears, they are tears of relief because I don't know what I would have done. I can't go to the police even though my son is missing, because I have a lot to hide. It never helped when Maybelline told me that some kid they know was shot at in a nearby town, and different terrible thoughts rushed into my head. Thoughts of my baby in a morgue freezer, him being scared and calling out for me.I couldn't sit on my ass and wait for my son to come back home, so I did something I never wanted to do. I called Marlon Gustave Sr. My boss. I'm just a poor lady with zero connection, but I know that if I call him, Luther will be found in less than an hour. In fact, it's only a few minutes since I called Marlon that Luther got found, and now I'm wondering if his connections were this swift, or it's just a coincidence. Either way, I have to call him back to tell him that L

  • Mister Grumpy Hockey Star Is My Secret Boyfriend    106

    106. LUTHER Seeing Marlon's car in front of me, it's like a tensed rope inside of me suddenly snaps, giving me some kind of relief. I drop my face into my hands, shoulders shaking, but not even a sob can't leave my mouth. I'm so worn out and exhausted. I prayed for a miracle, a way to get back home to Densberry, but I never thought that God would actually send my boyfriend my way. Marlon steps out of the car, his jaw on the ground and hands on his hips. "Luther, you son of a bitch. What is wrong with you? Why are you in Pensville?" I drop my head against his chest, and only then do the tears flow from my eyes. He gives me a sigh before putting his right hand against my back. "Come on, your mom has been worried. Let's hope that she hasn't called the police already," He takes off his jacket, uses it to wrap me, before taking me into his car. It's warm here, and doesn't smell like the harsh acidic odor that is clinging to me from the dumpster. I know Marlon so well, I know th

  • Mister Grumpy Hockey Star Is My Secret Boyfriend    105

    105. MARLON Thankfully, the first thing he does is to offer me a drink first, and heaven knows that I need it. She has some alcohol in her room, so that's where we head to, and she pulls the curtains down. The alcohol stings from my mouth down to my stomach, but I think that it will help with the shit load of worry I'm experiencing now. As soon as I am settled, she starts the long talk that makes my stomach knot and cave into itself. "I don't know his name, but he looked quite shaken when he approached me. He asked if I knew you, and then he asked me to run. Before I knew what was happening, a gun went off," Abigail hands are tightly around her body. "It was the scariest moment of my life." "His name is Luther," both of my hands wipes over my face. Her jaw relaxes as her eyes remain on me. "Oh. So you do know him." "But Luther is not that kind of person to try to kill someone, I mean, he doesn't even know you well enough to have a problem with you," I tell her. "Yeah, he was

  • Mister Grumpy Hockey Star Is My Secret Boyfriend    104

    104. LUTHER Abigail lets out a blood curdling scream, and we both fall on our knees. She is holding on to her ear, and she is crying with fright. I grab her hand and throw both of us behind a small group of shrubs. "Are you okay?" I examine her, but she wouldn't let go of her ear. When I finally snatch her hand away, she is bleeding all over her hand. It's just a brush, so she will be fine. It could have been a lot worse. People are already talking loudly, trying to assess the situation. I hear the loud screech of tires, and when I look, Bernice has driven away. I curse myself out, because I'm now alone in a place where a gun was just fired. "Who was that?" Abigail asks in tears. I can't say. For some weird reason, I can't bring myself to Bernice like this. "Please, don't tell the police about me," I beg Abigail, before standing up on my feet and running across the street. The police are going to be here soon, and I don't want to be here when they come. ******MARLONGre

  • Mister Grumpy Hockey Star Is My Secret Boyfriend    103

    103. LUTHER I find myself frozen for a second, and my brain goes blank. That's a real pistol in Bernice's hand, I can tell because I've seen a gun before, and this is not any less traumatizing. "Bernice, put that gun away," my voice shakes. "Didn't you hear what I said, fag?" She moves the tip of the gun closer to me. "Get back into the car, and shut my fucking door!" I have to shut it, even though I want nothing more than to escape from Bernice. She has a gun, and from the look in her eyes, she hundred percent intends to pull the trigger. "Please, Bernice," I shut my eyes, hearing my own uneven breathing. "I– I don't want any trouble, I want to go home." "And then I will have to do this all by myself?" She huffs. "No way." The car is parked by the side of the road, but from the type of car and the tinted window, one won't guess that there is a gun-slinging psychopath holding someone hostage inside. How does Bernice manage to stay so calm? How can she cry in my arms, confi

  • Mister Grumpy Hockey Star Is My Secret Boyfriend    102

    102. LUTHER "Luther, where the fuck are you? We were supposed to have lunch at the back of school, did you ditch me again?" An exhale escapes my lips as I jump into Bernice's car, ignoring Mason's message. She is applying red lipstick on her lips, and for some odd reason, she has a wig on. It's not even a good wig. I wouldn't be surprised if she borrowed it from a housemaid or something. "Oh, don't stare at my wig like that," she waves off. "I just want to keep my hair covered. I think it has heat damage or something, and my cousin has such good hair. This is not the day for me to feel insecure." Today is her lucky day, because I'm allowing her to do whatever she wants without judgement. She drives off with such speed that I am forced to hold on to the grab bar. "Sorry," she grimace apologetically. "I would have used the driver, but this is a very private trip." "So, your cousin knows that I'm coming?" I grip the dashboard with my free hand. "She doesn't really care. Don't w

  • Mister Grumpy Hockey Star Is My Secret Boyfriend    65

    MARLON The blades on our shoes scratch against the ice as we practice. We have been at it for hours now, and even though it's so cold, I'm sweaty and my hands tingling because of how hard I have been grabbing my hockey stick. The coach is speaking to the rest of the teammates, trying to gas them

  • Mister Grumpy Hockey Star Is My Secret Boyfriend    64

    LUTHER I wake up to a soft hand pulling on my cheek. "Wake up, Luth baby," It's Larissa's voice. I kick up the blanket as I assume a sitting position with my fists raised up.Why did I think this's a fight? She chuckles as she falls into her bed. The bed that is still made up because she didn'

  • Mister Grumpy Hockey Star Is My Secret Boyfriend    63

    MARLONLuther looks like he has been caught with his hand in the cookie jar, and I look like I want to punch someone. He is trying to act like the guy is mistaken or something, but that's not even possible. We just got to Stockholm. How does he know his freaking name?!He finally looks at me wit

  • Mister Grumpy Hockey Star Is My Secret Boyfriend    62

    LUTHER Did she see me? I would have sworn that I saw Larissa look right at me for a second there. I run as fast as I can, taking the stairs till I get to the top floor, where the athletes are staying. Marlon's room number is eight, don't ask how I know this. My shaky hands beat against the do

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