Reckless - S01 E30

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Reckless - S01 E30

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 30

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[An Hour Later, Kehlani’s Mansion]

Kehlani was brought here, and right now she’s in bed, cuddling with all the girls.

She has stopped crying, but her eyes are still so red and her face puffy.

Stacy is holding her legs, massaging the toes.

Her head is on Zendaya’s lap. Zendaya is massaging her scalp.

Tasha is by her right, massaging her waist, and Tania is by the left, massaging her fingers.

“Gawd, I should have been there. I would have just sat on his head and he’d wipe off,” Zendaya said.

Kehlani sniffled sickly.

“You can still go sit on him. I’m sure they’re currently in the hospital cos the bastard got stabbed anonymously,” Tania said.

“Anonymously? Good!” Zendaya scoffed.

“But where were you?” Tania asked.

“I was…….”

Zendaya stopped. No she can’t tell them she was stalking Cove.

“Outside the hall, just stargazing,” she shrugged.

Stacy’s eyes studied Kehlani, and when she noticed she’s already sleeping, she nodded.

“She’s asleep, thankfully.” She whispered.

Together with the girls, she set Kehlani to bed, and after they covered her, they left her teddy-themed room.

The teddy bears inside are near a dozen like she’s selling them.

She’s the tiniest closest to Stacy in aesthetic.

At least, Stacy also keeps teddy bear even if it’s just one.

While Stacy loves Pink-Black, Kehlani is green.

The girls left for the living room, they settled to watch a series till they’d fall asleep.

They gathered snacks from Kehlani’s freezer, and Stacy settled for ice cream, but immediately Tania turned on the TV, Tasha turned it off.

“What’s popping?” Zendaya asked from where she’s eating her big frozen chocolate.

“No one is watching a modelling show till we deal with this bullSh|t! I’m tired of pretending I don’t notice the energy between you and Stacy!” Tasha said loudly.

“Ou…I was enjoying the bad energy. My problem is I’ll never ask what the issue is. I was thinking when they’re ready, they’ll come clean.” Tania said.

“Tania shut up!” Tasha snapped.

Tania held her lips.

Stacy just continued eating her ice cream, and she’s currently licking the blob on her pink lips.

“Daya, care to open the case?” Tasha faced her.

“What exactly are you expecting me to say?” Zendaya blinked. “Ask Stacy, she’d tell you how she has been going after Cove,”

Stacy’s ice cream bowl nearly slipped away from her.

“Wait…huh?” Tania blinked.

“Don’t start again, Zen” Tasha said.

“So no one is on my side?” Zendaya stood. “How could she do that to me? She knows how I feel about this guy.”

“If I’m going after him like you said, then trust me we’d be Fuçkin by now cos we all know there’s hardly any guy I can’t bag in that campus with my face card!” Stacy stood angrily.

“Ouuu….I love this!” Tania laughed, sounding unserious.

“No don’t give me that crap Stacy!” Zendaya pulled. “Are you falling for him? I know he’s hot but I claimed him first! He’s the first guy I’ll ever—”

“Zen, do not finish that statement or I’m gonna kill you flat on this ground!” Tania stood, getting serious. “Are you with your senses? Every Fuçkin time, he’s your first crush he’s your first crush! Do we need to exorcise you?”

“Tell Stacy to promise me to never make any contact with him again, and I’ll call off this fight,” Zendaya said desperately.

“Oh Zen, are you high?” Tasha said.

“Tell her to swear to me!” Zendaya shouted.

“If I swear to you, I hope my dad’s mansion crashes on me and kills me!” Stacy said angrily.

Zendaya frowned.

“Yes, I’m not swearing to you so if you’re going to die, just die! Why acting like a knockoff?” Stacy carried her ice cream bowl again.

“I’m gonna go sleep with Kehlani. Y’all watch the show without me!” She said and walked in.

“Did y’all see that?” Zendaya pointed at the staircase. “Did y’all see—”

“I’m just one water pistol away from beating you blue-black right now, Zendaya, so just…..” Tania sighed.

She left her sentence unfinished before taking her bowl of marshmallows.

“Zip your trap.” She finally finished her sentence and went inside too.

Zendaya faced Tasha.

“No, Daya. It seems my advices have been falling on deaf ears so please…do as you please,” Tasha sighed and went up too.

Zendaya took her chocolate package and threw it off, staining the white floor with the molten snack.

“Can’t believe they all turned their backs on me…”

And then, they all came downstairs… with Kehlani.

Everyone of them.

“Lani you’re awake?” Zendaya frowned.

“I can’t sleep here. Max Fuçked me in my bed too many times. Can we go spend tonight at Stacy’s?” Kehlani said gently, lips dry.

The girls didn’t argue.

They began preparing to go to Stacy’s.

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[Dorian’s Mansion]

Dorian is wriggling in bed, writhing like she’s getting thrashed and tethering at his bedspread.

His lids are tightly shut, and his Adam’s apple is bobbing in his throat like he’s trying to swallow a lump.

He’s having the nightmare again, and it seems like it got worse this time.

The voice.

He can hear the female voice in his sleep, screaming and clawing like she’s locked in a cage, trying relentlessly to get out.

“Please… please let me out. Don’t leave me… Don’t turn your back… Don’t… Don’t…. It’s dark in here…. Aghhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!”

The last scream was what woke Dorian up.

He shot up in bed, beads of warm sweat rolling down his chin.

He’s still grabbing the bedspread very tight, and his chest his hammering.

The nightmare… Again.

He started having it since he returned to music from his hiatus, and it just kept getting worse every night.

He got down from the bed, strolling out to get a cup of apple juice from the freezer.

He drank a half bottle, then he drank freezing cold water to saturate it.

But none could pacify him, and thankfully, Angela is asleep—no interruptions.

He picked up his phone and dialled Fabio, but his line is off, so he dialled Stacy.

He took his seat in the living room, but she didn’t pick that ring, so he tried video call, and surprisingly, she picked that.

Her sleepy face appeared on camera in a sec.

“Facetime by 12am? Rian…” She breathed heavily, eyes drowsy.

She’s in her bed, clutching her teddy.

“I can’t sleep, just woke up from a nightmare,” he whispered.

“You can’t sleep, and you thought oh…I can’t be lonely on this journey, then you dialled me. Good deed, Rian, thank you very much.” She said.

He smiled, studying her lashes. They way they’re fluttering.

“You don’t get nightmares at all?”

“I had it when my mum died, but it only lasted a year, then it stopped when I accepted that she’s really gone. Now I sleep without any care,” she shrugged, her drowsiness disappearing a bit.

“I’ve been having this nightmare since I returned from my hiatus, and it’s…bad.” He said seriously, voice low.

She sat up.

“Sounds creepy, what’s it about?”

“Can we not go into details? I get spooked,” he bit his lip.

“Yeah yeah…no details,” she yawned.

“Sorry I woke you up, I just had no other friend.” He said, trying not to look at her waist.

It’s open, and her chains….

Her waist chains.

“Friend? I’m your friend?” She blinked.

“Yeah and it’s on me. You can’t tell me to not,” he replied.

She smiled, tendering her palm. “Dollars, for recruiting me as a friend.

“Like how much?” He replied.

“Stop!” She laughed, and he followed with a slow chuckle.

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[Montana Mansion]

While the girls all slept inside on Stacy’s bed, Zendaya sat outside.

The mansion is surrounded by guards, so she feels safe as she sat on a chair at the driveway.

She’s with her phone, watching and rewatching the video of Cove’s body.

This is her twentieth watch, and she’s preparing for the 21st.

She was about to press PLAY again when she received a notification…

From the gym.

Her sessions will start tomorrow.

She smiled happily, then returned to watching Cove’s body video.

But she suddenly received a text, and she squinted to view well.

Cove?

She saved Cove’s line cos she stole it from his campus info.

Cove doesn’t chat in the major group so no way she’d get it from there.

She had to pay the campus registrar to get his line from his file.

But he’s texting her?

She spranged up, reading the text.

Crush: Come out.

Zendaya gasped before she knew it, she’s already walking to the silver gate.

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[Bedroom]

“Why am I your only choice? Isn’t the arrogant genius your friend too?” Stacy asked, and merely asking about him gave her flashbacks of their dance on the dark road.

She got down from the bed, positioning her phone on a tripod.

Kehlani and the twins are fast asleep in the queen-size bed.

“Cove?” Dorian tilted his head on screen. “He’s my gee, of course. Too bad I didn’t get to see him privately before I left the Mixer.”

Oh…but I saw him, and we danced like mad people on a dark road, and it felt so good.

Stacy’s mind said that, and she immediately rewinded.

Delete that last part.

Good? Fûck!

“You good?” Dorian asked when he saw she’s spacing out, and even now he’s still trying to not look at her waistline.

Now that she’s standing and wearing only her pant-like tights and thin singlet, he can’t not stare.

He’s losing his mind already.

“Can we visit the zoo together tommorow?” He suddenly asked.

“Are you indirectly asking me out on a date?” She sat on the bed edge.

“Depends on how you see it,” he shrugged.

“I h@të zoos,” she chirped.

“Aquarium? I’ll come pick you up” he shrugged again.

“Come pick me up from Elite-Alpha estate? Bold,” she giggled.

“Wait… Elite-Alpha? I stay in Elite-Alpha,” Dorian frowned.

“You’re lying!” Stacy stood.

“I’m serious! Mansion 6!” He said.

“You’re telling me we’ve been staying in the same estate without my knowledge?” She couldn’t blink.

“I can’t exactly call it the same estate yunno. This place is a group of estates inside one estate, so my mansion and yours are inside different gates…” He stood from his couch.

“But we still use the same main gate, how come we didn’t run into each other once?” Stacy covered her mouth.

“Let’s run into each other right now,” he said.

“You’re not serious, Rian,” she grinned.

“Deadass, let’s meet in front of your mansion. I’ll be the one to come,” he said, and before she could add another sentence, he cut the video.

She threw on a micro skirt and rushed out of the mansion.

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[Outside]

If this wasn’t an estate, Zendaya would be screaming right now.

Cos Cove is really outside, waiting for her in front of Montana Mansion.

She doesn’t even wanna know how he breached the tight security of this estate and came in.

But she rushed over to him like a starved dog.

Lamps surrounded the estate, so everywhere is bright, but he still managed to find a shadowed dark place under the canopy of a tree.

His hoodie covered his head, but he lowered it when she arrived.

“Covey,” she smiled wide.

He tendered his palm, and she nearly placed her palm on it.

“Your phone,” he muttered, voice so effortlessly hot.

She placed her unlocked phone on his palm as if under hypnosis.

Cove clicked media and that was when she woke up from her trance.

She tried to snatch the phone from him, but he raised it high, clicking on the video of him she recorded.

“You really think you could enter my territory, record a shirtless video of me and I won’t find out?” He smirked.

Her eyes widened.

“You’re big, but your brain is the size of a memory card,” he muttered, and before she could move, he smashed the iPhone to the ground.

Screen flew away, back case to another side.

Then…his hand grabbed her throat, and she lost all her air immediately.

His chin was rising, smirk so chilling as he thudded her back on that tree.

Zendaya coughed up blood, and it stained his hand interspace.

“Pl.. please…I just…I love you too much and that’s why….”

Cove’s neck went to the side, eyes sleeking with cruelty as his fingers raised her neck till she wasn’t breathing anymore.

Her arms went slack.

Her eyes closed, but then…

A creak behind them made Cove turn back.

Right there, Stacy and Dorian stood, looking at him in utter flabbergast.

Eyes popping. Expressions raw.

His hand slid out of Zendaya’s neck, and she hit the ground, regaining a little breathe and strength which she coughed more blood with.

“How did you even enter this estate? What the hell! You would have killed her!” Stacy ranted.

Her shock is still there, but now anger, fury and all other names for it is there too.

“That’s the whole point, Bad Idea,” he muttered.

“Fabio?” Dorian sounded.

“Wesley,” Cove’s expression melted to concentrated acid, burning.

Stacy is still stomping to him.

Dorian is still behind Stacy, his eyes still so d@mn surprised.

Zendaya is still on the ground, coughing.

Cove still stood where he stood.

Few steps before Stacy would get to him was when it all flipped.

A straight, deafening sound of a gunshot rang throughout the estate, shaking the space.

Adrenaline kicked in the bodies of everyone—the desire to survive.

Zendaya who’s still on the ground lowered herself more.

But Dorian’s adrenaline seems non-existent cos instead of going low, he’s rushing forward to check on Stacy if she’s fine.

And Stacy?

Her adrenaline is the wildest cos she took two steps and a jump.

The jump carried her to a safe place, and the safe place is Cove’s body.

She jumped on his tummy, clinging fearfully as another gunshot roared.

Before she could slip away, Cove’s big hands gripped her laps, holding her frame to himself.

On the ground, Zendaya doesn’t seem to care about her own safety anymore.

Her eyes are madly wide as she witnessed what just happened.

She swallowed the blood she’s about to spit.

Behind them, Dorian has stopped, his sleep jacket flowing with the breeze.

His features frozen.

And behind Dorian—beside a lamp, there’s secretly Angela, staring at them.

The third gunshot came, and Stacy’s face entered Cove’s neck.

TBC.