Post by Kayla Richards on Aug 18, 2017 22:34:29 GMT -5
The Omega to My Alpha
Build your thrones
It was a strange feeling, breaking up with the golden haired love. Watching her walk away with another person. A man. And it was even stranger when I felt nothing. I saw it coming. From the moment they met I just saw it and felt it.. So I shut down. I buried all the feelings for her that I had and rebuilt those walls. Then I met him….
His name was Jace. And it made me laugh that I would fall for a gypsy. See for years I had wondered what Amber had seen in her husband Renee. He was a large, hairy brut. He stood six foot eight and was a beast. It was easy to forget he was only 23, same age as my sister. It was even harder to remember Jace was only 20, a year younger than I when I met him.
The relationship I had with Jace was something different for me. It was not intense, it was not an ownership. It wasn’t filled with love and affection and rainbows, unicorns and puppy dogs. What we had was one of youth and learning. And of course there was in intensity. The sex was mind blowing. We would tear at each other any second we had that was private. But when it came to talking to one another, when it came to the part of a relationship that meant something we just didn’t care…
The emotions didn’t matter as much as being comfortable.
And I was very comfortable with Jace.
And the worst past is I also became comfortable with the gypsy way of life. I played the part, I let Jace answer for me, I let everyone believe that I belonged to him. And unlike Renee he never abused that right. He never “put me in my place”. But then again...there were other side effects...ones I wasn’t prepared for.
Don't you know?
Who the fuck I am or have a clue who I used to be?
I came to bring the pain and I don't owe you a fucking thing
Build your thrones
On broken bones
2 Years Ago
Gypsy Compound outside NYC
I breathed heavy as I moved around her. The little blonde thing was faster than I thought. She dodged in and out, she got inside my reach and hit a hard shot to my ribs. Her jab was like lightening, her footwork amazing. But I knew if I could get her with one good shot I’d take her out.
Crack, crack, crack,
Two jabs and a hard right hook, as I turned back to retaliate they called a round. I went back to the side of the barn that Jace stood, an unimpressed look on his handsome face. His long sandy blonde hair tied back up and high in a bun allowing me to get lost in those baby blues. His gruff voice breaking me out of the haze I found myself in “Lass wha tha fuck are ya doin” I laughed a moment and shook my head.
“I’m not really sure… she’s fast Jace, real fast.” I looked over my shoulder at her. The whispy little thing. Couldn’t have been more than five foot tall and 90 pounds soaking wet. Her blonde hair reminding me so much of...her. Jace grabbed my face pulling it back to his. “Listen, are ya that blind ya dun even see she drops her right everytime she throws a left jab?...c’mon girl get out there…”
I gave Jace a nod and cracked my knuckles, her blood on the tape around my knuckles giving me another small laugh. We came out into the middle of the concrete floor, she went for her jab, her right hand dropped just as Jace said. I slipped it and slammed in a hard overhand right and she went down, out cold. The barn erupted, money changed hands, men laughed and drank. Jace grabbed me by the hips lifting me high in the air.
I never felt so alive.
