The Monster's Obsession

CHAPTER TWO

Hunter’s POV

I waited for Laura in my truck. She always took forever when we needed to leave and she would always put on this little puppy face that I couldn’t stand. She thought she was being cute and that it would make me give her whatever she wanted but I couldn’t care less. The only reason I caved half the time was to shut her up because right after the puppy face came her nagging that made me want to rip my f*****g ears off.

Laura walked into the garage and closed the door behind her. As she made her way into my truck I could already see the puppy face forming.

‘f*****g Christ. It’s like clockwork.’ I said to myself.

Before she could fully settle herself in I started the engine threw the music on loud and drove out. I wasn’t in the mood to hear her mouth, no matter how good her head was. I could feel Laura’s eyes on me while I was driving. I held my breath bracing myself to get an ear full, but she decided against it and just turned her head to look out the window.

‘Thank God!’

I pulled up in front of Laura’s house. It was a small little ranch, maybe two or three bedrooms at most. The front yard was in desperate need of some landscaping. There were patches of long dry brown grass in different sections of the yard and of course the occasional beer can here and there to top it off. Everything else was just dirt.

I’ve never been inside because Laura was always embarrassed to invite me in. I completely understood why. Her mother was well known for being the town’s w***e so I never pushed the issue. 

“Am I going to see you at Sandy’s tonight?” She asked me while reaching over to grab my hand. If you lived in this town you knew who Sandy was and you knew about her bar. It was the biggest bar in town. It was always packed with locals and tourists from all over that would find their way there. 

Everyday was a different event to keep the customers on their toes and make them want to come back a few more times. The energy there was always good and if you wanted to let loose Sandy’s was the perfect place to be.

“Yeah, I’ll probably stop by tonight once I finish up with work so I’ll see you there.”

Her face instantly lit up and she hit me with such a huge smile that I couldn’t even see her eyes anymore.

“Yay! I’m so glad you’ll be there! Tonight is amateur night and Veronica is going to perform so it would be nice that you’ll be there for ummm...support!”

Before I could say anything, she reached over and grabbed my face bringing it closer to hers. She gave me a quick kiss and ran out the door. She knew I couldn’t stand Veronica. Everything about that woman made my skin crawl. When Laura reached her door she turned around and blew me a kiss. I shook my head in a disapproving notion and drove off, letting her know that I wasn’t happy about the situation.

Once I hit open road I pressed down on the gas a little more. The sound of the hemi engine roared and I could feel the vibration from it in my chest, there wasn’t a sound sexier than that. God I love my truck. A text shot through my phone and popped up on the Navigation system. It was the couple I have the meeting scheduled with this morning letting me know that they were running fifteen minutes late. Perfect! Laura did put me behind schedule a little bit, so that extra time was just what I needed to get everything set up and ready to go.

I pulled into my parking space and ran upstairs to my office. My door was open when I got there which only meant one thing. My mother was here and I knew for a fact I was in trouble. I turned the corner to walk into the office and as expected there was my mother standing there, arms folded across her chest and her signature eyebrow was way up. It was kind of like the rock eyebrow just a lot less dramatic and a whole lot deadlier..‘s**t’.

“Hey Mama” I said while giving her one of my “I’m your precious son please don’t hurt me” smiles.

“Don’t “Hey Mama” me! Do you know what time it is? Did you forget that we have a morning meeting scheduled today with the Bakers?”

“No I didn’t forget, I just got held up a little bit but the Bakers texted me and told me they were running late anyway.”

“How late?”

“About fifteen minutes or so.”

She rolled her eyes and told me to sit down. I was more than happy to oblige being that I was already on her s**t list and it seemed like the Bakers would be too. Mom was over at the table rummaging through a few plastic bags she brought with her. All while saying how unprofessional they are and how meetings have scheduled times for a reason. Time management was Mom’s specialty, she would make sure we hit all of our deadlines, and if you messed with her deadlines not even Jesus himself can save you. My mother was definitely a scary woman but she was my everything.

She walked back over to me and threw a bacon, egg and cheese sandwich on the desk along with a bottle of orange juice.

“Eat.”

“I can’t right now Mama I have to get everything set up for this meeting.” She scowled at me and I knew I needed to do exactly what I was told.

“ I already set everything up while you were out doing who knows what. If I leave everything up to you and your father we wouldn’t have a business anymore.” She stopped for a second and looked at me. She was really petite with blonde hair and little greys here and there but she could still stop a truck. I definitely got my good looks from her.

“Matter of fact what were you doing?” She asked, her blue eyes staring right into my soul.

I instantly shoved a huge bite of my sandwich in my mouth muffling out any words I was saying in the process. Hoping that my tactic worked I looked up at her waiting for her to say something but all she did was smile?...that’s weird. I decided to let it go and went to town on my sandwich and orange juice. In less than 2 seconds flat I felt a small hand hit me hard in the back on my head.

“Damn what the hell was that for Mama?” I asked while rubbing the spot she just hit.

“You dumbass! You think I don’t know what you're doing out there running around with that floozy?!

“Why can’t you just get a good girl and give me a grandbaby? That’s all I want!” 

“What? I’m not good enough for you now?” I let out a little chuckle that I quickly regretted after seeing that she did not find the slightest bit of humor from my joke.

“Well when I find her, you’ll be the first to know Mama, but until then that “floozy” is more than capable of satisfying my needs.” I leaned back in the chair and brought my hands up behind my head and interlocked my fingers. My mother let out a big and long sigh and said okay right before giving me another slap but this time it was on the side of my head.

“Ahhh! One of these days you’re going to give me a concussion!” I yelled.

“Good! It’s not like you have any f*****g sense up there anyway, I’ll be doing the world a favor.” She turned and started walking towards the door to leave.

“Get your s**t together Hunter Alexander Morgan. Don't make me get involved.”

The way she said my full name sent shivers throughout my whole body and I had to shake it off. Now I know for sure that I could never bring Laura to meet the family, that poor girl wouldn’t stand a chance.

****

Adrienne POV

“LET’S GO ADRIENNE!”

“PUSH!”

“PUSH HARDER!”

“DON’T STOP FIVE MORE AND THEN YOU’RE DONE!’

“Chris we’ve been going at this for hours I’m exhausted!” I gasped as I tried to do another push up.

"Is that the sound of a quitter I'm hearing?! There are no quitters in my gym! Now move your ass and give me five more!”

I pushed out the last five push ups my gym trainer Chris was yelling about. My arms were so shaky and weak I didn’t think I would be able to finish without them giving out and me falling face first on the floor. After the last one I just dropped. My body completely gave out. I mustered up all the strength I could to yell at Chris for putting me through all of this s**t.

“Chris are you trying to kill me?!”

“What are you talking about Buttercup you did great!” He smiled at me showing his pearly white teeth. He was a good looking man. He had a smile that could melt your heart and make any girl fall for him and please don’t even get me started on his gray eyes! His dreads were always well kept and his skin was a nice smooth caramel color that was covered in tattoos. I loved tattoos, I had a few of my own too.

“Damn right I did great! 70 pushups, 100 sit ups, 1 hour of cardio and another hour of sparring and hitting the bag. I did f*****g wonderful dammit!”

Chris laughed and held out his hand to help me off the floor. I reluctantly grabbed it and he pulled me up so hard and fast that I flew right into his rock hard chest. He quickly grabbed my waist to help me catch my balance. He lowered his head a little bit so that his lips were damn near touching my ear and he whispered.

“This is nothing Buttercup. I could work you out so much longer and so much harder that you wouldn’t even be able to stand up.”

This f*****g flirt! I knew he wasn’t talking about push ups anymore. I never took him seriously though. Chris was a natural born flirt, he wouldn’t be able to stop even if his life depended on it. He had all the girls swooning over him and he loved every minute of it.

“Oh God. Shut the hell up with all that flirting fuckery you do.” I told him while pushing myself away from him.

“I got things to do today so I’m going to head out.”

“What’s so important that it’s taking you away from me?” He asked, pretending to sulk.

“There's an amateur night at this bar about 20 minutes from here called Sandy’s. Ever heard of it?”

“s**t anybody who's anybody has heard about Sandy’s. That’s really cool that you were able to get a gig there.” He said nodding his head in approval.

“It’s not a gig Chris, just amateur night. It’ll help me get back into the swing of things, I’m a little rusty.”

“You don’t need amateur night for that Buttercup. I can definitely help you with your vocals.” He smiled at me showing those pearly white teeth again.

“Jesus Chris does it ever end with you? You’re such a f*****g hornball. I’m leaving.”

As I turned around and started walking away I heard him yell out. “I hate to see you go, but I love to watch you leave!” I threw my middle finger in the air without turning around and walked out the door.

*****

I pulled up to my cousin’s apartment complex and started looking for parking. I moved in with her a couple of months ago because things got a little too crazy back at home and I needed to get away from everything and start fresh. Taylor was more than just my cousin though, she was my best friend, my sister. I talked to her about everything and vice versa. So making the adjustment to move in with her was not a problem for me at all. 

As I started to fumble through my purse to find the keys to the apartment, I heard a loud scream coming from inside. 

“What the hell was that??” 

I finally found my keys and put them in the door. As soon as I was about to turn the doorknob another loud scream came from inside, causing me to jump back.

 “Holy s**t Taylor!”

I pushed open the door causing it to slam into the wall behind it, and ran to where the screaming was coming from. The sight I ran into made my stomach turn. Taylor was on her knees tongue deep in some bimbo’s vag. The worst part about this whole thing was that the bimbo was sitting on MY FAVORITE CUSHIONED CHAIR! Her pasty legs up in the air, spread eagle! I could tell they were both enjoying themselves because none of them even noticed I was standing there until I spoke up.

“REALLY TAYLOR! ON MY FAVORITE f*****g CHAIR!”

Taylor’s head shot up and her hands landed on her chest as if she wanted to grip her heart to stop it from beating so fast.

“s**t Dri! You scared the hell out of me!” 

She was fumbling all over the floor trying to find her bra. If I wasn’t so pissed off about the blonde bimbo STILL sitting in my chair I would have been hurled over in tears laughing at the sight. As soon as I was about to crack a smile I heard someone suck their teeth.

“Taylor who is this? Throw her out already so you can finish what you started”. She bit her bottom lip and let out a moan. My reflexes got the better of me and my hands went up to cover my mouth as I tried to keep my breakfast from coming back up. Taylor finally found her bra and was able to put it on. When she got up and turned around her honey eyes were on fire.

Taylor looked pretty similar to me. We both had big honey eyes and our signature pouty lips that everyone loved. She was a little darker than I was but her complexion complimented her eyes perfectly. Her hair used to be the same color as mine but she dyed it black and cut it into a sleek straight bob.

“Put on your s**t and get out.” Taylor threw the bimbo’s clothes at her and I could hear them hit her chest.

“Excuse me?!”

“You heard me. Put on your s**t and get the f**k out, or don’t put on your clothes. I could honestly care less as long as I don’t see your f*****g face anymore.” Blonde bimbo just stood there shocked that Taylor would talk to her like that. Taylor sat down in another chair crossed her legs one over the other and crossed her arms under her breasts that were now being supported by a black lace bra. She raised up one eyebrow and Blonde Bimbo got the hint. She reluctantly threw on her clothes and stomped out the apartment slamming the door on the way out.

“Can you believe that girl?” Taylor rolled her eyes and let out a small sigh.

“You sure know how to pick ‘em. Let me guess another one of your models?” Taylor was a photographer and of course her favorite was boudoir shoots. So having blonde bimbos in the apartment every so often wasn’t new territory for me. I can’t lie though, the girl had talent when it came to photography, her pictures were amazing.

“Yeah she was but not anymore obviously.” We both laughed replaying the scene that just took place.

“You owe me a new f*****g chair Taylor!” I said shoving her shoulder. 

“It’s okay, I’ll get this one cleaned up and good as new for you.”

“Hell no you won’t! You are buying me a whole new chair, same color, same style, same everything dammit! And then you’re going to take this ruined one and burn it!”

“Is it really that serious Dri?” She asked, rolling her eyes.

“Yup.” 

I turned on my heels and pranced to my room hearing Taylor mumble some crap about me being a brat on the way out. Getting to her like that always made me smile on the inside.

“Are you still coming to Sandy’s with me tonight?” I yelled from my room so she could hear me, but she still didn’t answer.

“Taylor?” I heard footsteps coming towards me so I knew it wasn’t good.

“Please don’t kill me okay?”

“Awwwww come on Taylor you promised!”

“I know, I know. I’m sorry, but I have this client coming and its big bucks Dri. There’s no way I could turn it down.” She looked at me and pouted her lip.

“Fine! I guess you gotta make your money. You owe me though!” She threw her arms around me and gave me a huge hug.

“Definitely! Tomorrow night you and me. Pizza, beer and movies?”

“You know all the ways to my heart.” I said while wiping a fake tear from my eye. She gave me one of her cheery smiles and two thumbs up before walking out of my room closing the door behind her.

I looked at myself in the mirror that hung over my dresser 

“Alright Adrienne you got this.”

It’s been a while since I performed in front of an audience and not having Taylor there supporting me really sucks. I need to do this though, I love singing and I’ll be damned if I let anyone take that from me again.