Chapter 93 - Honesty.

Lance. 

I go back into the house and it takes me a while to find Ford. I want to leave, at the end of it all, going for his game was a mistake. I want to win this fight but I don't know how I am going to win. 

Ford smiles when he sees me. the beer bottle still in his grip. He hasn't drank anything from the bottle, maybe he is pretending again. He said he was done drinking. Maybe he doesn't want people to ask questions, so he is pretending to be drinking. 

''Hi,'' he smiles as I walk closer to him.

''I want to leave,'' I tell him blatantly. 

He furrows his brows in confusion, now reading my expression. He can tell that something is wrong. I am going to tell him what happened. There is no hiding this from him. the only way I can win this fight is with him. I am don't fighting my battles alone. That is why I have him in my life. he can be the shoulder I lean on. 

I am not alone anymore. 

���'What is wrong?'' he grabs my arm gently and leads me out of the massive living room. We keep walking until we get outside. This is where I was before. This is where Lisa found me. 

''We can't talk about it here; can we go home?'' I ask him with the hope that he doesn't question this. 

''Sure, let me just say goodbye to everyone.'' He says grabbing my arm softly. I don't want to go back inside. Everything that has happened is too much to handle. I just want to be rid of this party and back home. 

''Can I wait in the car?''

He nods ''Let me walk you the car,'' he suggests but I shake my head.

''Just go say your goodbyes, I'll take the key and wait for you,'' I tell him because the longer I spend in this house, the more I think about everything. I am so upset with myself right now. This is all my fault and my sense of reasoning is starting to kick in. there is no one to blame but me. 

I just need to figure out a way to fix this. 

I go to the car in the driveway and enter the passenger seat and grab my phone, I dial Jack immediately because I need to talk to someone and he is the only one I want to talk to about this. I need advice on how I should handle this situation. 

Jack answers after a couple of rings ''Dude, you straight?'' He mutters immediately, already going into worry friend mode. 

''Yeah, can you talk?'' 

''Yeah, I'm with Trick,'' he announces like that is not a surprising thing to say. If things were not crazy right now, I would be hammering on the fact that he has already given Patrick a nickname. Their love is blossoming and I don't think he even has a clue.

''At his house?'' 

I know it is pretty late to be calling him. it is already after one in the morning. I don't even understand why we are not even home yet. I just want to crawl into bed and hold Ford so tight that I will never be able to let go of him. 

''Yeah, I am spending the night,'' he explains so casually, I don't even think he realises how it sounds. He is spending the night in Patrick's place even though he told me they are just friends, it seems like there is more to this but I cant think about that right now.

''I messed up,'' I admit changing the topic. 

''Is he still upset with you for missing the game?'' 

I shake my head even though he can't see me ''I kinda did something and now Lisa has a video of us.''

He sighs ''What kind of video?''

I know he is already thinking in that direction. 

There is only one way this can go and I have taken it there. I have a sex tape with my boyfriend/stepbrother, on school grounds. That is probably the worst thing that could possibly happen right now. Things were going so well, we were in a good place. 

''A sex video.''

He groans into the phone ''Fucking hell Lance, how did that happen?'' 

He is not trying to blame me, he genuinely wants to know the full details but I am already feeling a lot worse. Saying this out loud makes it even worse. I can't help but blame myself.

''I kinda went into the locker room to look for him. he was in the showers and one thing led to the other. Somehow she saw us and took a video of the moment.''

He sighs loudly ''What the fuck does she want?''

''she wants me to back off. Leave him alone.''

''Do you intend to do that?'' he questions. 

''I can't let him go. If I do that, then all this would be for nothing.'' 

That is my biggest fear. I want to fight for ford until the end. Giving in to Lisa's demand means she wins and I don't want to let her win. I want to love him until we are old and grey. I don't want to let him slip out of my fingers. He is mine and I will keep fighting until we win.

''What are we going to do?'' he asks and I feel encouraged by the fact that he said 'we'. That means he is in this with me and that is all I need. Not fighting this battle alone. 

''I don't know.''

''Does Ford know, you need to tell him about this if you haven't. maybe he can find a way to get that bitch to back off.'

That is what I am doing. Even though I don't know how he is going to handle this. I want him to know about it. I need him on this with me. I have been telling him that he can trust me, that all I need from his is his love and honesty. This will be me practising what I preach. 

''I plan on telling him when I get home.''

''I don't have the solution for this right now. Fuck, I don't know what to say to make you feel better. Talk to your man and find out what the fuck you are going to do to get that bitch off your back. I mean this is fucking insane. How hard is it to take no for a fucking answer,'' he shouts into the phone? 

I can tell he is frustrated. That wasn't my plan. I just needed someone other than Ford to talk to about this. I know Jack doesn't have the answers to this. if he was in my shoes, I don't even know what he will do.

I see Ford as he walks back to the car. ''I gotta go, man, I will talk to you tomorrow.'' 

I end the call just as he enters the car. He grabs the steering wheel and from my side-eye, I see him watch me. he is worried about me. I don't want him to be worried. 

''Let's get you home,'' he mutters softly. 

The drive to the house is quiet. This is all Lisa's fault. I don't know what to say. I am lost in thought. Thinking of how I plan to come out and tell him all that has happened. It has to be tonight because I agreed with her that I will be ending things with him tonight. 

She needs to think I have ended things. 

Ford parks the car in the garage of the house. I take a deep breath as I wait for him to get down from the car. I feel him watch me, curiosity in his eyes. 

''Talk baby.''

I focus my attention on him. his cheeks are flushed. His eyes are tired. Today must have been really stressful for him. now I am planning on adding more stress to him. 

''Lisa has a video of us having sex.''

I say those words. It is straight forward. No beating around the bush. I don't want to sugarcoat things. He needs to know and this is the only way I can tell him. I watch his expression change. The shock is now evident in his tired eyes. His breathing spikes up. Suddenly heavier than it was just a second ago. I wait for him for what feels like a lifetime to speak but he doesn't. 

I understand how he feels. 

Ford has always had this fear of being found out and thanks to me I have jeopardized everything he has worked so hard to keep hidden. 

''say something please,'' I beg desperately to hear his voice assuring me. 

He shakes his head, unable to speak to me. I don't know what to say to get him back to me. he is not talking to me, I need him to say something. Anything to let me know that he is okay. 

''Go inside,'' I finally hear his voice but it is cold and detached. 

''Babe, let's—'' he cuts me off before I can even complete my sentence ''Now Lance.'' his tone is final. There is no arguing with him. 

I get down from the car and he reverses the car out of the driveway and speeds away from the house. 

I don't know what he intends to do but I don't think it will be anything good. 

Shit.