Joseph

Wednesday, December 23, 200

Evening

We stopped at the gate and I got out, noticing a paper taped to the verification box. I snatched it off, reading it. 'I love you till dawn and dusk. You are my savior, Joseph Ramirez, and my life wouldn't be the same without you. - Secret Admirer' it said. My skin crawled, and I looked around. There was nothing but people walking their dogs and elderly couples passing by.

"Jose! You okay?" Lanced yelled from the car.

I looked at the paper again, swallowing the saliva built up in my throat. "Yeah... I'm fine." I stammered, pressing the button.

"Verification? " the robotic voice asked.

"Joseph Ramírez."

"Accepted. Now place your finger on the screen." I did what it said, and it processed for a moment before it turned green. "Joseph Ramírez verified, gate opening."

My feet jogged back to the car, and I got in, looking at his concerned stare. "What is that?"

"I think it's from him..." He took the paper out of my hand, reading it. His lips pursed and I could tell he was getting pissed off. "Lance, don't let him ruin our day..."

He crumpled the paper up, throwing it out the window. His face stayed emotionless as we drove up to our house. "Lance?"

"What!" He shouted, stopping the car.

"Just tell me how you're feeling."

He took a breath, running his hands through his hair. "I'm pissed off, and jealous"

"Why? Lance, you have me to yourself. We're about to get married. Why are you jealous?"

"Cause he shouldn't have had you at all! I should have reached out and we wouldn't be in this!"

"Lance, just kiss me." He looked at me in confusion. "Just kiss me, then tell me how you feel."

His lips met mine, and my hand went to his cheek, grazing his prickly hairs. Passionate and angry was the way I'd describe his lips. "Baby?" I grumbled, with a smile on my face. "How do you feel?"

"Good." He chirped, slipping his tongue into my mouth.

He slid his hand to my neck, holding me still and the heat between us increased, before I pulled away.
"That was to make you feel better, not for round four," I giggled, getting out of the car.

"Maybe I want a round four," he argued, getting out the car, only to stop me. The air was cool and the way he was looking at me was full of lust. "Jose, I don't wanna wait anymore. I wanna get married now."

"Can you give me the tour of our house first, then we'll talk about it?"

"Was that a no?"

"Lance, give me the tour and I'll give my answer." He opened his mouth to respond, but I swiftly turned him around, pushing towards the house. "Lance, show me."

He huffed walking to the door and god did he look good from behind. His dress pants clung to his ass, and of course, what happened back in the hotel came to mind...

"You gonna stare at my ass? Or let me give you the tour?" He shouted from the front door. I laughed, jogging to him. "You ready?"

"Yes! Now show me!" I squealed.

He gave me that bright smile before putting the key in the door twisting it. The door opened and the breath almost left my mouth. "Lance..."

I stepped in and I was at a loss for words. The house was fully furnished and everything looked liked it was handcrafted. There was an obvious color palette of light blue and grey, and it was a good choice. The house looked brighter than before and looking up made my heart stop. "Lance, is that a chandelier?"

He looked up, chuckling. "Yeah, real diamonds. Imported from Milan. Thought you'd like it..." I didn't want to cry, but I wanted to at the same time. "I wanna show you our garage." He chirped, taking my hand.

We walked down a hallway to a side of the house I hadn't even seen. There were paintings all over the wall and a picture of us when we were kids. We got to a door, and he opened it. There were two Bugatti's sitting there with shiny chrome rims. One was black, and another was red, and off to the right was a gym with dumbbells and other exercise equipment.

"The red one is yours." He murmured, as I stared in awe. "They were like 13 million each, so try not to drive away from me again and crash," he joked.

My eyes were wide, and I had no words for the price or anything I was seeing. "Lance."

"Yes, baby?"

I stepped into the garage and went to my car, touching the clean hood. "This is mine?" I squeaked.

I felt his body behind me, and he laid his head on my shoulder, laying his hand over mine. "Yes. I thought after that crash, you'd need a new car and I thought why not the best, for the best husband..."

A tear fell onto the car and I turned around, looking at his bright smile. "Lance... how am I supposed to top this?"

He wiped my tear away, leaning his head against mine. "I'll tell you after the tour." "So! Come on!" He cheered, taking my hand.

We left the garage going to the kitchen, which was beautifully decorated, but he quickly dragged me to the pool area that now had pool chairs and a bar area. "Maybe tonight we could go for a swim?"

That smile I loved sat on his face, and I pecked his lips. "Of course we could." He guided me around the pool and to the garden room, that was now sprawling with different plants. There were vegetables and fruits everywhere. "Lance. Neither of us garden..."

"I know, but maybe we could try? Like as a couple activity?"

My heart beat so fast and I wrapped my arms around him, laying my head on his chest. "You're so amazing..."

"You're amazing Jose, but don't worry cause I hired a gardener."

"No! We can do it as a couple!" I whined, making him laugh.

"I'll tell him to skip this room, but let me show you our room!" He rushed, taking my hand. It was so nice seeing him happy, and it was even nicer to feel it, too. We'd gotten up the stairs and looking down at our huge living room only made me more eager for our future. "Baby, focus!" He demanded, making me laugh.

We went through every room, and two stuck out to me. One was blue-themed with superheroes plastered everywhere, and one was pink with princess stuff. "Lance, what's with the blue and pink room?"

"I thought we should plan ahead for our kids..." he murmured, rubbing his neck. "Too fast?"

The excitement in my body was something I hadn't felt in a while. "Are you serious, Lance?"

"Well-" he choked before I mashed my lips against his, pulling away quickly. I felt like a kid getting a toy.

"It's not fast at all! Now show me our room!" I rushed, taking his hand. He guided me to our room and damn, was it big... I looked at our closet, and it was like another room. The shelves were full of our suits and all my clothes. "Lance, this is... wonderful!" I squealed, walking out.

I went into the bathroom, and it was huge. The shower was bigger than I'd ever seen, and the tub looked more like a jacuzzi. "Wanna take a bath?" He asked with a smirk. My phone went off, and I took it out, staring at the unknown number. "Put it on speaker."

I nodded, answering it. "Joseph, hey It's been a while..."

"Sarah? What's up?"

"I wanted to see if you wanted to go out tonight. Like we used to..."

We both looked at each other and I knew exactly who she was calling for. "No, thanks."

"Why? Cause you're dating some rich asshole?"

"No. It's because I know Alex is there, and don't try to tell me different. You know you can go to jail for harboring a fugitive, right?"

The phone moved, and his deep voice spoke up. "Sexy. You really put the cops on me after everything I've told you?"

"Alex..."

"I know, I know! Blah blah, leave me alone. Fuck that shit, Joseph. I'm not going anywhere and neither are you. You can't tell me you don't miss us."

"No. I don't."

"Is blondie there? Is that why you're saying that?" He laughed. "You know, blondie, you really took advantage of him when he was low. Proposing to him the day he finds out he's been cheated on... That's low."

"Alex. Your manipulation bullshit isn't working anymore..."

"It's not manipulation, that's what he did. You didn't see him as anything else but a friend until what happened. You wanted us to be friends!" He chuckled, tapping something metal in the background. Lance started calling the detective, holding my hand tight.

"Don't bother calling the police. This is a burner phone."

I gulped, looking at Lance. "Alex, I don't understand why you can't just move on..."

"Cause you made me feel something I never had."

"And what is that?"

"Love and it's run so deep that sometimes I wish I was in that blonde dickhead's place. I bet you've had sex, haven't you?"

"Alex. Just leave them out of this!"

"That's a fucking yes, isn't it?" He growled, putting fear in my heart. "You let him touch you. Like I told you FUCKING NOT TOO!"

"Alex... calm down..."

"Why? You think I'll shoot her out of anger? I told you I've changed. But you..." he laughed. "You've changed a lot. You cheated on that bald dickhead, cheated on me, and now you're with the blonde dickhead."

"What I did was wrong and I've apologized for it..."

"So when things go sour with blondie, who are you gonna jump to next? Martin?"

"How did you-"

"Your brother told me. How you and Martin used to fuck before blondie stepped in ruining his chances with you."

He was lying, but I could tell Lance was believing it. His angry expression and crossed arms only upset me more. "Alex. Your manipulation bullshit isn't working. Now tell me what you want!"

"I WANT YOU!" he screamed in anger. "I wanna taste your sweet lips again, feel the weight fall off my chest when you tell me how pretty my eyes are or when you give me that look. That sexy look mixed with that tone I love just makes me hard..."

"Alex, you're sick..."

"What's sick is the way you've treated me. I've apologized and killed for you... what else can I do? What will make you forgive me?"

"Alex, I forgive you, but I don't want a relationship with you!"

"WHY?" He screamed. "What me and him did was a mistake and I've apologized for it! You gave that other dickhead a second chance! Joseph, I love you and I'm sorry." His sniffing made me feel bad. "Sexy, I know I'm fucked up for some of the things I've done recently, but it's all for you. But I will stop all of this if you just come back to me, give me a chance to make it up to you. I swear I'd make you the happiest man in the world."

Lance was getting fed up, but I needed to end this. "Alex, if you want me to be happy. You'd stop all of this and leave everyone around me out of it," "You hurt my brother, threatened my fiancée, and now threaten my friends. Do you honestly think I'd take you back after all that?"

There was a quietness and his light crying was all I could hear. "I just want my sexy back. The man that promised me he'd never leave... You're only with him cause you were hurt."

"Alex, you cheated. Everything that happened to us is your fault and I do care about you, but not in that way anymore. You've threatened me nonstop for weeks. Tried to drug me and hurt the people I love."

"All of that was for you! Cause you wouldn't fucking listen. I told you back at the hospital that I would kill for you, do anything to get you back! And that's what I'm doing! I'm not giving up."

"Even if you were to do that, you're a wanted man, Alex. You have hurt people."

"Sexy! He didn't mean anything, and neither does that blonde dickhead!" His crying was sobbing at this point. "Just come back to me!"

"Alex, I'm sorry, okay?"

Lance quickly hung up the phone, throwing it on the bed. "Why are you sorry? For what?"

"For hurting him..."

"He hurt you, Joseph! Sebastian hurt you! And you're apologizing because they feel bad for their actions?"

"Lance, it's not that simple. I promised him I'd never leave him."

"You promised me the same thing, so what? You gonna leave me for him?"

"What? Lance no! I just feel bad!"

"Cause you still want him? You still wanna be with him, don't you?"

I cupped his face, wiping a tear from his eye. "Lance! No! I love you!"

He sighed, shrugging me off. "Maybe we should push the wedding back..."

"What? Lance! I don't want him!

"I don't believe you."

"We promised each other we wouldn't let him affect our relationship! And now you think I'm gonna leave you for him?" His quietness only upset me more and tears started running down my face. "Lance, I love you! I haven't given you any reason for you not to trust me!"

"I love you too, but-"

"But nothing! Lance, look at me!" I shouted, turning his head to me. "I Just felt bad! But that doesn't mean I want him. If it were up to me, he'd be gone. Out of my life!"

"I just think we should slow down Jose..."

Tears started rolling down my face, and I backed away. "You don't trust me?"

"Jose. I do I just-"

I interrupted him, trying to be strong. "You said you wouldn't allow him to ruin our relationship, and that's what you're doing right now." "Is that what you want? To push our wedding back?"

He looked away, and being strong wasn't something I could do anymore. I backed away, trying to not burst into tears. "You don't wanna marry me?" I trembled.

"Joseph, that's not what I meant." I just ignored him going into our room, locking the door behind me. He twisted the knob, sighing. "Baby. That's not what I meant..."

Hurt ran through my body, and the tears wouldn't stop falling. It felt like my heart was ripped out of my chest, it felt like that night with Sebastian all over again. Falling to the floor, I cried even harder.

"Joseph! I didn't mean it like that!" He stressed from outside the door. "You're right! I'm letting him get into our relationship. I'm sorry! Just open the door!" He begged, twisting the knob.

My eyes closed, and everything drifted away...

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