He Called Me Kid. Disaster Engagement Series, Book 4. Lynn Smith

Episode 6

….I got into our old bed next to Lilly and I thought about every dirty night me and my princess had spent in there together, every blow job, every doggy style, every time she told me to come. That was always my biggest turn on, I loved when she would beg me to come, I didn’t have that with Lilly, I had asked her to do it the first time we were together and she was like a timid mouse, I couldn’t get a word out of her in a normal conversation never mind during s*x. I thought about all the times I had made Lydia come in that bed and I had a hard on that could break concrete, I started stroking my d**k thinking about Lydia’s perfect t**s bouncing as she rode my d**k, and how beautiful she was the night I proposed to her and how we made love on the beach. I was picturing her face as I drove myself into her our first time together in my house in London and I could feel myself about to come when I heard strange noises. I stoped what I was doing and realized that it was Lydia and John having s*x from across the hall. I lay there in silence for a couple of minutes. I could hear their head board banging and it was too much for me to take. I wanted to go over to their bedroom to kick the s**t out of him. I couldn’t listen to him with my princess, I ended up putting on my cloths and leaving Lilly sleeping and getting into my car. As I struggled to put my key in the ignition I realised just how drunk I was. Then there was a knock at my car window and it was Harry. I wondered what he was going to say after the frosty reception he had given to me earlier. I put down the window and he reached in and took my keys “I can’t let you drive home mate, not in that state, let me drive you. You can pick up your car tomorrow” I appreciated that he looked out for me even though he was still pissed off. I got out my car and staggered over to his and managed to get into the passenger seat and I slammed the door louder that I had expected. I couldn’t believe how drunk I was. Those Sylvia cocktails were lethal. We were quiet for a couple of minutes as he drove out the drive way, then I decided to clear the air between us. “listen Harry, I’m sorry about all the s**t that went on with Lydia. I know you are protective of her but you have to believe me I didn’t do anything wrong. I would never have cheated on her. I know it’s hard to believe but it’s true. Anyway I hope you and me are ok” I knew I was babbling on a bit when he interrupted me and said “I do believe you” and I was shocked, no one had ever believed that nothing had happened with that girl. Even my own dad had questioned me. It had took Carmela a full year before she could be in the same room as me. “You know I’m telling the truth” I said “ yes” I couldn’t believe my ears “how do you know?” He pulled a face like he was in deep thought “something didn’t feel right about the whole thing. I had never seen you that drunk before, not even tonight and I bet Sir Steel was making his cocktails and those are lethal, and you still aren’t anywhere near as bad as you were that night” I nodded my head in agreement “your right I’ve played it over and over in my head and I only had one whiskey after dinner” “So after it happened I contacted the hotel and asked about the girl with the long red hair, her name badge said Nicole, but the hotel said they had no one that worked there called Nicole or any maid of that description” I was confused, all that time I thought that I had been sleeping and some stupid maid had seen an opportunity to cause some drama or maybe make some money out of getting her to stay quiet by blackmailing me but now Harry was saying that she didn’t even work at the hotel I didn’t know what to think “what are you saying Harry?” “I think you were set up, I think someone slipped something into your drink to make you pass out and paid that girl to pretend she slept with you” “I just thought she was some crazy girl that seen me sleeping and climbed into bed next to me,who do you think it was Harry?” He took a deep breath “well to start with I thought it was Sir Steel, he met Lydia for the first time a couple of weeks before it all happened and he was staying in the same hotel and it was obvious that he wanted her. And well after you two split up he practically stocked her until she agreed to go out with him. “So you think it was John” “no I did at first, then when I looked into his whereabouts at he time, he was doing charity work in Africa, he may be cut throat in business but I don’t think he’s the type to do anything like this” “so who then, do you think it was Fran?” He shook his head “No Fran was in Thailand and the only reason he went there was to let you and Lydia be happy together without him having to watch it. There is no way it was him he was there to try and get over her. And I know that he loves her, he wouldn’t do anything like that to hurt her” “then who could it have been Harry?” I asked, I was desperate for his answer because whoever it was that had set it up was going to pay for what they had done. Harry interrupted my thoughts of killing someone “it could have been anyone Tommy. The big man has got a bad streak and that guy Mick, he’s totally obsessed with her, he even approached me before she was with Stefan and offered me money to let me know where she was at all times. I knocked the money back of course, but someone must have taken it because he used to show up everywhere she was and that went on for years, it still does actually but Sir Steels security doesn’t let him near her. He sends her cards, flowers, presents and Sir Steel’s security destroy them all. And she doesn’t even know a thing about it” “s**t” was all I could say “listen Tommy I might be wrong about all this it could have been some crazy fan or some jealous ex of yours or that director you got fired from the film you were making at the time but all I’m saying is that it looks to me like a set up” he was right. I had always known that nothing had happened but now he was spelling it out to me I was in shock. I looked at him and said “I still love her mate” he let out a little laugh then he corrected himself “I know you still love her, it’s pretty f*****g obvious Tommy that’s why I’m telling you. Don’t get me wrong I like Sir Steel he’s a nice guy. He’s scary as f**k but a nice guy but I don’t think he can give her what she wants” as he pulled up to the front door of my house I thanked him for taking me home and for saying that he believed me “your a good guy Harry” I said slapping him on the back but he looked serious “If I were you I would look into it, but stay on the good side of Sir Steel, you don’t want to get on the wrong side of him” this was all too much to take in, “do you think John is a bit of a dodgy character?” I asked and he gave me a weak smile “Tommy how the f**k do you think I know where you live without you telling me?” I was that drunk I didn’t realise I hadn’t gave him any directions. “It’s because he controls every aspect of her life without her ever knowing. She has me and Vinnie and Danny as body guards but he has a team of security watching her every move. And Sir Steel likes to keep his friends close and his enemies closer. And you are her ex therefore his enemy. You should befriend the big fucker then he won’t see you as a threat” I sat with my mouth hanging opened in shock I didn’t know what to say “what should I do next Harry?” He shrugged his shoulders “I would hire a private investigator but stay under the radar” I thanked him again and I went inside to bed. But I couldn’t sleep because my mind was racing. But for the first time in two years I felt relieved. I felt that I could prove my innocence once and for all and that maybe I had a chance of winning her back. Anything was worth a try because I couldn’t go on pretending to be ok when I was walking around heartbroken. This was my shot to try and get her back, but I didn’t know where to start. The next day I woke up alone in my bed with a thumping head ache and I promised myself I would never drink a Sylvia again. I had no plans of getting out of bed any time soon when I got a text message from Fran saying that he had arranged a round of golf with the boys and he had invited John. I sat up as the whole conversation I had with Harry came flooding back to me. I quickly text him back to say I would meet them at his place. I ran through to my bathroom and had a shower and got changed. I had to spend as much time as I could with John so I could get as much information out of him as I could because I didn’t care what Harry thought, by the sounds of things it might have been John that had set me up. But I just had to prove it because that was the only way I would win my little princess back.