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Chapter 17

Lace woke up the next morning, her nose still stuffy from her ridiculous crying. Fuck Jo for trying to move in on Danny like that... AND ON ME! She huffed and hit the table. A small white paper fell down and she groaned picking it up. She noticed it was the number for her mothers cellphone in Hawaii. She sighed sadly, deciding to call.

"Lacey?" Her mother answered, the phone full of static.

Her mom always sounded worried when Lacey called her when she was on a trip.

"Hey mom." Lacy sighed.

"Is everything okay, sweety?" The call kept cutting and she couldn't hear much.

"Yeah, just wanted to call to see how gramps was doing."

"Oh baby... He isn't doing so well. It's cancer."

"What?" Lacey froze. Her grandpa was everything to her. She called every week and loved when they came over for the holidays, sticking to his side like glue. He was there for her when no one else was.

"Yeah baby. Lung cancer." She heard tears in her words.

"Well... Whats going to happen?"

"He has three weeks baby." Her mom was fully crying now.

"I have to go." Lacey wiped tears from her eyes and hung up the call.

She screamed into her pillow until she felt light headed. She wiped the last few tears and decided to take a shower.

She let the water pour down on her until it turned cold. She climbed out, shivering, and dressed in a swede skit and a white v-neck. She went downstairs and grabbed an apple, taking a bite while she grabbed the remote. She slid onto the couch, pulling up her legs, and turned to the news.

The bottom of the screen read: Teenage girl found murdered in her bed.

Lacey took another bite and shook her head, talking to herself, "What has this town come to?"

She went to take another bite when she froze. The news woman had started talking.

"And we are told that the young woman found bound and shot on her bed this morning is Jo Masterson, Chief Masterson's daughter."

The woman kept talking but Lacey could no longer hear. She dropped her apple and ran to the front door, grabbing her keys.

-I-

Lacey pounded on the front door, screaming at the top of her lungs, her voice cracked with pain.

Danny ran down stairs and opened the door, his eyes blood shot and his head spinning from a hangover.

"What's wrong?!" Danny looked at Lacey's eyes, red from tears.

She sobbed and wrapped her arms around him, her body giving slight tremors.

Danny kissed the top of her head and pulled her inside, carrying her upstairs to his bed. He swatted a pair of alcohol stained sweats off the top and laid Lacey down, then laid next to her, keeping her close.

"Talk to me." He whispered against her hair.

She sobbed, "J-jo.. and and and and... my grampa. And my life is just..." She let out a whimper and pulled Danny closer.

"What happened with Jo?.. And your family" He rubbed her back, trying to soothe her.

"She died!" Lacey sobbed, " And my grampa has lung cancer... He isn't going to make it."

Danny froze. "What?"

"Yeah... He's too old to fight it." Lacey sniffled.

"No... I mean, that's horrible. But, what happened to Jo?"

"She was murdered... You didn't see the news?" Lacey sat up.

Danny ran a hand through his hair, sighing heavily.

"I... I just woke up. I had been drinking last night while I watched some movie... I got drunk and decided to go to sleep... I was on the couch when you knocked." Danny's voice was barely audible.

Lacey caressed his face.

"I... I think it's my fault." She let more tears slip free.

Danny sat up and pulled her into him. "Dont say that."

"No! If I hadn't told her dad that she had been here..." Her crying grew louder.

Danny chuckled. "You did that?"

Lacey let out a soft giggle, "Yeah, I sort of got jealous..." She wiped her nose.

"Well, thank you. She was getting a little too... comfortable. She ran out when she got the call from her dad." Danny sighed and stroked Lacey's hair.

"And that's when she went home and got murdered... In her own bed! Her dad found her the next morning." Her voice was low and sad, but the tears had stopped.

"If I hadn't done that... He might have been home to protect her... Or still here with you." She played with her thumbs.

"She would have gone home because I was going to send her home." He kissed her again, this time on the lips.

Lacey returned the kiss, pulling back with a smile.

She nibbled at her lip and then looked up at Danny, placing a small hand on his cheek. She turned his head and placed a small kiss on his jaw, then many more down his neck. Danny groaned a bit, placing his hand on her bare thigh.

Lacey threw all inhibition to the wind and pulled Danny down onto her, simultaneously fumbling with his pants. Danny smirked and pulled them off, throwing them on the floor. Then doing the same to his shirt. He ripped Lacey's skirt down and off her legs and then her shirt. He mashed their lips together, the kiss urgent and hungry. Lacey moaned at the roughness and dragged her nails down his back. Danny groaned and pressed his arousal into her thigh. He kissed down her neck, down her chest and to her center. He placed chaste kisses to her inner thigh before parting her lower lips and dragging his tongue along her womanhood. Lacey moaned and snaked her fingers into his hair. Danny sucked on her clit, eliciting moans from Lacey. He smirked and crawled back up her body, placing himself at her entrance. He laced their fingers together and pushed in, both of them moaning at the same time.

He placed his forehead on hers.

"You're finally mine."