Bad Mistake

Flashes of that night fill my head the pleasure, the roughness, and the passion it all felt so unreal until I woke up. I slowly opened my eyes to the sunlight beaming through the windows while he laid on top of me sleeping silently. I smiled and gently played with his hair until I realized a guy was standing in the corner looking at me. I quickly shook Sinclair, "Sinclair wake up." As he woke and sat up, I started getting dressed as the man spoke. "Yes, brother you really shouldn't bring such girls home." I looked into his eyes as he smirked at me and I just looked away. "You know nothing about her Ky." "Right just like the others I knew nothing about."

The word "others" lingered in my head like a burning wild fire as I grabbed my shoes and head for the door. Before I knew it, Sinclair grabbed my arm and pulled me close. "You have my number use it...understand?" I nodded shyly and smiled as he kissed me softly then let go. I walked out and took a deep breath, feeling so overwhelmed I slowly walked to my car and drove home. Did I really spend a night with a man I just met? After a long shower and a bit of work I let my curiosity get the best of me. I pull my laptop close and I searched "Sinclair Russell". Many results popped up taking me by surprise and as I scrolled, I realized I made a mistake. 'Sinclair Russell caught in a drug deal', 'Sinclair Russell's gang history', 'Murder! Could it be the known gang black ice and Sinclair Russell'? I stopped realizing he wasn't just a businessman he had an extreme dark side. My urges took over and I kept looking at sites reading many comments. 'Sinclair Russell is nothing but a man for sex we met at a bar he took me home and after one night of sex I never saw him again'. Comments like this went on and on until I couldn't take it anymore, slamming my laptop shut I quickly grabbed my phone and deleted his number.

A feeling of fear and hurt washed over me but I shook it off and I kept working on my trip plans. It's been a few weeks and I've just gotten back from my road trip with unique photos I walk into my office to find Sinclair waiting for me. "You haven't called or texted me back." I wanted to tell him I knew everything it my fear got the best of me I was so scared to even look him in the eyes. "Yeah I'm sorry I went on a business trip." He looked up at me as if he knew I was lying his eyes were no longer filled with the kindness, once again I felt so intimidated in his presence but not like before. "I was worried about you." He came over and ran his hand down my face, but I took a step back and blushed as I tucked my hair behind my ear. "I'm sorry I really need to get these photos to my bo- "In mid sentence Sinclair grabbed me and pushed me up against the wall. "You know don't you…" I knew exactly what he was talking about as I nodded, and he stepped away from me angrily.

"Octavia that's the old me I don't mess around with women anymore." "What about the gang?" He looked at me and then looked away I knew the answer, but I didn't want to hear him say it. "I'm really busy…please leave Sinclair." I felt his eyes on me as I stared at the ground then he walked out slamming the door and I jumped a bit from the loud thud, feeling frozen I stood there for a while before taking a deep breath and sitting at my desk. I opened my laptop and quickly edited my photos, trying to forget about what just happened. Why was he so angry, why did he care so much? 'KNOCK, KNOCK' "Mr. Williams I have emailed you my submission photos from the past three weeks." "Great thank you Octavia!"

After leaving Mr. Williams office I grab my things and I head out only to find Sinclair standing outside leaning on his car. He looked over at me then walked to the passenger side and opened the door. "Get in." I looked at him hesitantly before getting in the car. He closed the door then got in and sped off, the tension in the car was so extreme I felt like it was suffocating me. "Are you afraid of me Octavia?" "Well that's kind of a rhetorical question…you're a gang leader." He sighed heavily as if he was ashamed as of his whole life had just flashed before his eyes. I watched him grip the steering wheel tighter as we rode along a quiet street. After a while we came to a stop at a lake and he simply got out. I watched him sit on the hood on the car and I slowly got out joining him. "I know I have a reputation and I know I am not living the best life but my intentions for you are pure." I felt his eyes on me and I turned to him looking back his eyes looked dark and sad. "I'm sorry Sinclair but I ca-" "Don't finish that. Let me prove to you I'm not who I used to be." I sighed as I knew he wasn't giving up, looking away he grabbed my chin and kissed me softly. "I promise you I will make it worth it Octavia."

The words I heard many times before 'I promise' somehow sounded so different from him. I couldn't help but nod and lean in to kiss him again as the sun set over the lake. We slowly broke apart and looked into each other's eyes until he smiled and looked away. "This place is beautiful…isn't it?" I smiled at the way he appreciated nature's beauty. "It's glamorous." "I remember you telling me you are struggling to find places to photograph, I want you to take some photos here." I looked over at him as he talked, and I couldn't help but fall for him again. "It looks great with the lake and mountains in the distance and there's a little water fall further down stream I'm sure you'd love that." He turned to me noticing I was watching him, and he smirked before kissing me again. We slowly laid down on the hood of his car making out and suddenly his phone rang. "Sinclair." "Mmmm no leave it." He kissed me deeper and deeper as he climbed on top of me, but his phone never stopped ringing. "Fuck!"

He pulled his phone from his pocket angrily and answered it. "What do you wa-…. are you serious…I'll be right there!" He climbed off me and I sat up worriedly. "What's wrong!? Is everything okay!?" "My brother was just rushed to the hospital! Get in the car!"