Novel Palace
Chapter 33 (Sienna)
Chapter 33 (Sienna)
“I can’t believe he was lying this whole time,” I screech.
Frost rubs my back as Mercy sits with Kaleb on the bed, playing with his feet. I walk around the room,
in circles, because my brain feels like it’s moving in circles.
“I can’t believe he kissed you,” Frost says like it is puzzle she needs to solve. I didn’t even want to think
about the kiss. I kissed him back, after he wanted to kill me. What the hell was I even thinking?
“Oooh, Killer got a girlfriend,” Mercy says in a sing song voice and I glare at her. But she must not be Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.
scared of me because she just smiles.
“I am not his girlfriend.”
“Okay, we have been in this room for half n hour saying the same shit, point is, my brother as dim
witted and obviously has feelings for you and you have always felt something for him, so maybe you
guys should..”
A knock sounds at the door, and I look at Mercy and Frost with horror.
“It’s him,” I hiss in a low whisper.
“Sienna open the door,” His voice is low and Frost gets that evil smile on her face as I jump on her.
“Don’t you dare,” I screech holding onto her, as she tries to get me off.
Mercy walks over and unlocks the door and I quickly jump off my cousin and straighten my shirt.
“What do you want dipshit,” Frost says, standing by the door, blocking me in.
“Take Kaleb downstairs, we’ll be there soon,” He tells Frost and she stands there doing nothing for a
moment. My shoulders drop in relief and it’s short lived when she bends her head, and Mercy wraps
Kaleb up. I stand in complete shock as the both of them leave.
“Sorry Sin, he’s a VP,” Mercy says on her way out. Traitor.
Killer stands by my door, barefoot with jeans and a t-shirt. Why does he have to be so hot but such an
asshole?
“Came to finish the job?” I ask him, we might as well get this over with.
“Something like that, sit down SIENNA,” Killer closes the door.
“I’m okay standing.” I place my hand on my hips, aware of the man in the room.
He takes a seat on the edge of my unmade bed and rests his face on his hand.
“Do you know who Natasha reminds me of?” His question has my temperature rising.
“Some girl you bonged at a club?” I snipe.
“No, the girl who haunts me at night that I can’t close my fucking eyes without seeing her face.”
My mouth tightens, and I look everywhere else besides at him.
“Is she dead?”
“I convinced myself for years she was gone, because I told myself she was way more than an unfeeling
fucker like me deserved. But no matter how hard I pushed she was there. You were there, Sienna. I
looked for you these last 10 years, contemplating whether I wanted to kill you or kiss. I finally had my
chance and the latter won.”
“No, I don’t believe you, you hurt me. You are an unfeeling asshole,” I scream at him, walking closer to
the bed where he sits, looking like a man. He is no man.
Killer gets up and grabs me by both wrists, “Do you honestly believe that Sienna? Do you think I’m
lying? I am an asshole, fuck, but do you honestly think I am lying to you?”
“I wouldn’t know, let go of me.” He drops my hands but doesn’t step back and neither do I.
“Kiss me,” He says, and I look at his lips.
“No, just leave, okay.”
“Sienna, kiss me, and tell me if I’m lying,” His voice is like a whisper.
"This is so wrong," I reply as my chest lifts and drops. His hands don’t touch me, but the nearness of
his body, the knowing of his wants, is enough. He wants me. Our attraction is evident, the chemistry,
this now, his eyes, his slightly open mouth.
"Kiss me Sienna."
"I can't Kevin." A tear slides down as I push him back.
"What are you scared of Taylor, I already know who you are."
"Don't call me that," I snap at him.
"But that is who you are, Taylor Sinclair."
"Who I am? This!" I pull at my cheeks, I point at my nose and circle my face, "Isn't me, I’m a fraud, a
plastic surgeon’s makeup."
He grabs my wrist again, "You are not that inside. You are the girl who drank my shitty milkshake 20
years ago, looked me in the fucking eyes and told me it was the best milkshake you’ve ever tasted.
That girl, with brown hair, dimpled cheeks and light fucking green eyes that have haunted me, every
night for ten fucking years. The only difference is now she is shaded by life. But not that."
"I’m the girl who tried to kill her sister’s father out of jealousy, the one you kicked out of her home."
He frowns, and swallows, "You that too, but how the fuck where you supposed to know he was her
actual father? How were you supposed to know any of it? I should have said something but all I thought
about was how different you were, and my need to protect Diamond overshadowed all of that, but Tay...
Sin, you can't say you haven't passed that. You told me yourself, 10 years crazy girl changes people."
"I remember when the lady dropped me at the home I was 4, and Diamond was just a baby then. When
the Frankfurts came for us they were good people. I didn’t know I wasn’t an orphan."
"They kidnapped you guys, to use you as a cover up."
“Maybe their reasons weren't noble, but they were good people and the only parents we knew. Then
Uncle Marcus took me to momma, and it was so good with her, she was always happy and funny. I
loved her so much. But me, loving people seems to have a way of killing them.”
“Is that why you never told anyone who you were?”
I shake my head, “I never told anyone because if I did, I wouldn’t have had watched Diamond grow up.”
“Come on,” He says as he grabs my hand and pulls me to the passage. I follow him, ignoring everyone
else looking at us, because Killer is on a mission. I don’t know what it is but I want to find out.
He walks with me, till we are over the hill and pulls me down that I have no choice but to sit by the river,
with Killer next to me. The Southern sun is a breath-taking site to take in.
“Do you remember the time at the lake” He asks me, and my heart spikes in that familiar place, pain,
longing.
“Yeah,” I mumble.
“I knew you were something special, crazy but special, and I felt something. I had nothing to compare it
to, so I convinced myself it was nothing but me doing what I had to.” I close my eyes at his words.
He knows I want to believe him. I want to inhale him until he is deep within. And then I want to keep
him there.
“You ran me out of town, took me away from my family. How do I let that go and move on?”
“You were never alone Sienna, you chose not to come. I ran you out, because a part of you wasn’t
really there. I hoped for years that you would realize that and come home, and here you are. You came
back looking for your family, but what you never realized was we were always around waiting you.”
Killer’s words are true, deep inside I always knew where home was and over the years it comforted me
to know that it existed. Why I never showed up sooner was something only god could tell me. But I
knew that life always had a reason for every direction and the one I took eventually led me here.
“I will never whisper sweet promises in your ear. And I am no Knight Sweet heart. I am the biggest
asshole you will ever meet, and there will be times I would get on my bike and leave you after you are
done swearing. Because you will swear me. But you and I would never be done Sin. You are my crazy
girl, and that boy is my kid. I knew it that day I took a knife and cut him from your belly. It’s the reason I
put my name on the birth certificate, the reason I gave him my grandads name. Fuck Sin, I know things
with Tash are fucked, and you have every reason not to want me, but I only need one and baby, I
fucking love you.”
Never in my 28 years on this earth have I ever thought I would hear those words coming from Kevin
Stones mouth. It breaks my heart and brings it back together all at the same time. We have come a
long way, growing on our own. My path wasn’t a smooth sail but it brought me to this moment and that
is all I need to know that there is a God out there watching over me.
I cry on his shoulder as he wraps his arms around me.
“I love you too Kevin,” He kisses my head, “Let’s get my boy from Mercy before she suffocates him with
her tits.”
I smack his arm and he holds me by the waist as we trek together back to our home.