Okay, just a quick warning, this chapter is rated M because there will be lemon in this chapter. If you don't want to read it, you can skip it if you want. I will let you know when it comes up. Anyways, enjoy!
(Three weeks later)
Clara told T-bone about everything and he was surprised to discover that it was her who had saved him and Tobias that night. T-bone didn't expect her to be capable of doing such things, but that was only because he was a realist. Aiden and Clara thanked him for helping them, and he had no problem with it. He eventually left because he and Tobias planned on leaving the city for good.
As weeks went by, Clara spent more time with her father. She and Aiden had decided that it was best for them to leave if they wanted to stay together. She knew her father would miss her, so she spent the last few weeks visiting hotspots in Chicago with him and it was only the two sharing old times together.
Clara and Aiden planned to leave for Quebec, which was Clara's hometown. It put Alex a little at ease because he had been there, but he knew he couldn't go there anymore without being well hidden. Now, it was morning, and Aiden and Clara were at a hotel packing a few things; today was the day they were leaving. They didn't need to pack much, just their phones, laptops, and some clothes.
"So what exactly ahould I expect from Quebec?" Aiden asked.
Clara smiles, remembering old times there as a child. "It's just a small town with quite a few people. Most people there do speak french, but don't worry, some people speak english too, but if they don't, you've got me," she winks at him, causing him to grin.
"I'm gonna go to the bathroom right quick and then we'll head out."
"Alright."
Aiden went to use the restroom while Clara packed the last of her things in a small suitcase. This was it for her. She'd be leaving the city she had gotten so used to while growing up. She knew her father was waiting for her outside to say goodbye to her. She'd miss him just as much as she would miss the city. Suddenly, Clara heard the news come on.
"In other news, Maria García, a former Chicago PD officer, was discovered dead in her apartment this morning. The witness claims that Maria committed suicide due to her brother being killed by the Black Dragon, who is now identified as Clara Lille."
An all too familiar dark feeling fills Clara. She knew the reason why Maria had shot herself, and it straight up gave her chills. She also wasn't surprised her name would end up on the news, but hearing about Maria committing suicide made her stomach turn. It brought back horrible memories of Teresse and Peggy's lifeless bodies. She knew Maria had killed them, hell, she even witnessed her shooting a little girl.
Clara could easily blame Maria for their deaths because of her greed and blind vengeance, but Clara couldn't help but blame herself too. She murdered Maria's brother out of cold blood, and for what? He was only doing his job as a police officer, and it was all for just a stupid bracelet. She was greedy too. Was this her past trying to catch up with her? It could have been.
Clara instantly turned the TV off; she was about to leave the city with Aiden and the last thing she needed was guilt weighing on her. Aiden came out of the bathroom and saw Clara ready to go.
"You ready?" He asked.
"Yeah." The tone in her voice sounded a bit different to Aiden.
"You alright?"
She sighs, "I don't know. I guess it just feels strange leaving everything behind. Let alone leaving Chicago."
"Yeah, but we can finally get a fresh start. We won't have fixers after us all the time."
"That's true, which is why I'm sort of glad we're leaving."
Regardless of her acring neutral, Aiden couldn't help but notice there was something amiss.
"What's wrong?" He tilted his head to one side. Clara knew Aiden got her there.
"No point in hiding it," she thought before sighing, "It's just...something came up on the news," she spoke, "It was about a cop committing suicide. She was the one who killed that little girl and her mother. You know, the ones I mentioned in my journal?"
He was quiet before nodding.
"I know it's in the past now, but having that show up on the news right in front of me just brings back horrible memories," she says before looking away from him and frowns. She stood there lost in her thoughts until she felt Aiden's hand on her shoulder.
"Hey, it's okay," he said softly, "You don't have to talk about it. I understand."
"Why? Because you've gone through something similar?" She said without realizing.
He paused, causing Clara to feel stupid for saying such a thing. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that."
"No, it's fine. It's in the past now anyway," he says with a faint chuckle. "If you keep thinking about your past like that, it'll eat you up. Believe me, I know."
Clara took a deep breath before replying, "You're right. Thank you."
She embraced him warmly and Aiden was quick to hug her back while wrapping his arms around her lower back side.
"No need to thank me, it's my job...as a boyfriend. To comfort you. Regardless of how cliché that sounds." Clara heard a faint chuckle radiate from him.
She smiled, "No, I like that," she said before burying her face into his neck. They held each other for a while before letting go. Clara gazed at him longingly with a warm smile plastered on her face before pressing her lips on his. Aiden was quick to respond and before they knew it, they were lost in each other. They kissed each other passionately, feeling like they couldn't get enough of each other.
They made out for what felt like minutes before Clara pulled away. "We need to stop now," she said while placing her fingers on his lips when he attempted to kiss her again. "Papa is waiting for me outside."
"Alright," he smirked devilishly before leaning in close to her, "But we'll have to continue this later," he says in a darker tone that had Clara full of excitement and anticipation.
She bit her lip and smirked. "I look foward to it."
After that, they picked up their suitcases and went out to greet Alex.
"Clara," he gave her a warm smile. "It's about time you came out. Do you have everything you need?"
"Yeah...are you going to be okay?" Clara asked while walking up to him.
He nodded, "I didn't think this day would come so close, but I'll be fine."
"Are you sure?"
"Clara, as long as you keep in contact with me, I'll be okay. Afterall, I may visit; eventhough, I'm not most welcome in Quebec. I'll have to bring a disguise," he said with a low chuckle.
"Are you going to wear a fake mustache or something?" She chuckled with him.
"Ah, who knows? I'll have to think of something, but in the mean time, I will miss you."
"I'll miss you too," she said before pulling him in for a hug. Alex wrapped his arms around her tightly, not wanting to let go. They held each other for a while, taking in their final moment together until next time they would see each other.
Finally, they let go, and Clara was already trying to hold back tears until she had noticed Alex had shed a tear.
"Papa, don't cry..." She placed her hand on his cheek, "We still have a chance of seeing each other again."
Alex was quick to wipe his tear away, I know. Just make sure you call me when you get to Quebec safely."
"I will. You make sure you take care of yourself too."
"Don't worry, I'll be fine here."
They stood in silence for a moment taking each other in for the last time before Clara took a deep breath, "Well...I guess this is it."
Alex gave her a warm hug.
"Alright, just one more hug," Clara said before wrapping her arms around him once more. They both shared a hug one more time before finally letting go.
"I love you, Clara," Alex said full heartidly while gazing at his daughter as if she were the only girl in the world.
"I love you too, Papa. I hope we really do see each other again in the future," she said.
"I'll make sure we will. Just promise to tell me when you arrive at Quebec."
"I promise. Goodbye...for now, Papa."
"Goodbye, sweetheart. I hope to see you again...ma fille (My daughter)."
Clara smiled warmly and gazed at him.
"Go on. The car is already started up and I also put a blanket and a pillow for you if you get tired."
She chuckled, "It's like I'm six years old again."
Alex chuckled as well. "Well I figured you might get tired along the way. I mean it will take you the whole day to get there."
"True," she nodded, "Thanks for doing that. I never would have thought of it."
"You're more than welcome, and please make sure Aiden drives safely."
"I'll make sure he doesn't snooze behind the wheel, but I don't I don't think I'll need to worry. Aiden is more of a night owl than I am."
"He better be. Your safety is on the line."
She rolled her eyes, "We'll be fine."
"Okay," he let out a soft sigh of relief. "Well...you best be going."
"Alright. I love you," she repeated for a second time.
"I love you too..." he said in a hushed yet sincere voice.
Soon Clara started walking towards the car.
"Stay safe..." Alex muttered to himself.
As soon as he saw Aiden walking to the car as well, Alex stopped him. "Wait."
Aiden was quick to stop and look at him.
"I've gotten to know you these past few weeks and you seem like a good fellow." He then gave him a serious look. "You make sure you get my little girl to Quebec safely, or there will be hell to pay for it."
Aiden could see worry behind his cold stare and he nodded.
"And you also make sure you treat her right. She's been through enough already..."
There was a twinge of guilt that struck him, but he quickly shook it off. He didn't want to be oberwhelmed with guilt; he wanted to take the opportunity to make Clara happy again. He felt like he owed it to her.
"I will," Aiden replied, I wouldn't want to hurt her."
"But you wouldn't hurt her, right?" He gave him a skeptical look.
Aiden immediately shook his head. "No," he said with furrowed brows.
"Alright..." Alex studied him for a moment before taking a glance back at Clara, who was already in the car watching the two of them. She made sure they wouldn't try to blow each other to pieces. Once she saw her father looking at her, she smiled.
"Well..." Alex turned back to Aiden, "You best be off."
Aiden waited for a second or two to say anything else before nodding and making his way to rhe car. Aiden felt strange leaving Chicago with Clara, and he also felt weird having her separated from her father, but then he remembered them saying they had a possibility of meeting each other again in Quebec.
Aiden got inside the car on the driver's side and shut the door. He glanced over at Clara and he saw her wrap herself in a blanket. He smiled. "Are you ready?" He asked.
"Yeah."
"Okay."
As Aiden began to drive, Clara rolled down her window and stuck her hand out to wave goodbye to her father. Alexandre saw her and waved back with a smile. Clara suddenly felt sad as she rolled her window back up. Who knows when she'd see her father again? The only thought that seemed to reassure her was that she could contact him through her cell, but she still felt like it wasn't enough. She'd miss him for sure, but she needed to do this so that she and Aiden could get out of the hell they dragged themselves into. Hopefully, she'd be able to see her father again in the future.
As Aiden drove past the buildings, Clara took one last look at everything she once knew about Chicago. This would probably be the last time she'd be in Chicago. She thought about all the good memories in Chicago, and a few bad ones. Clara peeked over at Aiden, who appeared to look unbothered that he was about to leave Chicago. He probably couldn't wait to leave, and Clara didn't blame him.
Once they left the city, Clara rested her head against the pillow her father had given her and stared out the window. They weren't surrounded by buildings anymore. They were on a single road surrounded by grass and trees. As hours went by, Clara and Aiden would occasionally chat about small things. Mostly topics about Quebec and others were about stopping for something to eat or drink.
Soon, they made it to the border. Of course, Aiden and Clara had both brought fake passports in order to cross the border. Luckily, they managed to fool the border officer and he let them pass. They both let out a sigh of relief as they drove across the border.
Aiden had been driving the entire day and it eventually grew dark outside. Aiden was near wore out, but he promised her father he'd get them to Quebec safely, and they were close. Aiden took a peek at Clara and saw that she had fallen asleep. She looked cozy wrapped in a warm blanket and having one side of her face pressed up against the pillow. The sight made Aiden a bit drowsy himself.
It was ten o' clock when they finally arrived at Quebec city. The buildings were much different than the ones in Chicago. Aiden thought they looked more old fashioned; it was definitely a new sight for Aiden. Clara was still sleeping and Aiden thought she looked peaceful, but he knew he had to wake her up.
"We're here," he said as he gently shook her.
She let out a soft groan before fluttering her eyes open and stretching her arms. "We're what?" She asked before letting out a yawn.
Aiden chuckled, "We're here," he repeated.
"We are?" She began to look around and saw the all too familiar buildings that brought back childhood. Clara smiled brightly. "It's...been forever since I was last here."
"Do you remember much? Because I kind of need to know where I'm going here."
"I remember enough. There's plenty of nice hotels here. Oh, let's go to that one," she points at a tall building that Aiden wouldn't even think would be a hotel by the way it was designed. He pulled into the parking lot and they both got out to get their suitcases.
Once they got inside, Aiden had rented a room and once they got inside the room, Aiden immediately crashed into one of the beds. He was wore out from keeping his eyes peeled on the road all day. Clara chuckled at the sight of him. His eyes were already shut and Clara knew he'd fall asleep soon.
She began to unpack her things until she suddenly remembered something.
"Oh, right. I have to call Papa." She said to herself before pulling out her phone and calling him.
He answered on the first ring. "Clara, have you arrived yet?"
"Yes, it's just how I remembered as a child."
"Could you send pictures?"
Clara looked through the balcony and said, "If it wasn't so dark, I would. Sorry."
"Oh, it's fine. As long as you're there safely. Where are you now? Still on the road?"
"No, Aiden and I checked into a hotel. He's fallen asleep," she chuckles softly while taking a glance at Aiden, who was already fast asleep.
"He's fallen asleep on you already?"
"Yeah, but it's okay. He's been on the road all day, he deserves rest. I'm probably going to go to bed too."
He sighs, "Alright. Before you go, I just want to let you know I miss you already."
Clara felt a strange twinge of sadness. It felt strange for her to be away from her father.
"I know, and I miss you too."
There was a short silence between the two lf them. She then heard her father clear his throat.
"Well...I'll let you go. I love you."
She smiles warmly, "I love you too."
"Goodnight."
"Goodnight," she replied before hanging up. Clara took a deep breath and reminded herself why she was here with Aiden and why she was away from her father. Clara put down her phone and quietly walked over to Aiden. She leaned foward and gave him a soft kiss on the cheek before turning around and heading towards the bathroom, deciding to get a shower.
Clara quickly took off her top and turned on the faucet. She tested the temperature until it was just right. She then looked down at her self and noticed that her stomach was slightly poking out. Was she gaining weight or was it her imagination? She brushed it off and turned on the shower head and she was about to take the rest of her clothes off until started to hear loud, heavy breathing. She turned to see Aiden lying in bed breathing harshly, his chest heaving violently. His eyes were still closed and he appeared to be having a nightmare.
Clara was quick to rush over to him. She placed her hands on his shoulders and gave him a light shake. "Aiden," she tried to snap him out of his dream.
His eyebrows furrowed, but his breathing never came to a halt. "Aiden," she repeated as she shook him a bit more roughly this time. "Wake up, you're dreaming."
It took a few more shakes until finally his eyes bolted open as he gasped loudly. He slightly jerked foward, but Clara was quick to push him back down.
"It's okay, it's okay."
It took a few seconds for him to take in his surroundings until he caught sight of Clara. She ran her fingers through his hair as he kept eye contact with her. Eventually his breathing began to slow and he started to calm down.
"Are you alright?" She frowned.
"Come here..." he said in a low, rough voice.
Clara leaned close to him and waited to see what he'd do. He pulled her towards him until she was just inches away from his face. He smashed his lips against hers roughly, craving her and wanting to reassure himself that she was there for him. Clara was quick to respond by kissing him back passionately.
Aiden noticed that her mouth was open wide enough for him to slip his tongue inside her mouth in which Clara gladly accepted. Their tongues made contact causing Clara to moan a little. Aiden gently bit down on her lip which completely thrilled Clara as she closed her eyes and let him tease her. He let out a soft groan before pulling away.
Clara looked out of breath while Aiden smirked and looked her up and down. He noticed she was wearing her low cut bra that definitely caught his attention. Clara knew what he was looking at and she smirked devilishly.
"I'm getting a shower. Want to join me?"
He chuckles, "Do I need to answer that question?"
She smirks before pulling him out of bed and leading him to the bathroom.
Warning! Mature content ahead!
They were quick to remove each other's clothes while sharing passionate kisses. Once Aiden had discarded her panties, they were both left naked. Aiden's hands roamed her luscious body until his hands reached her behind. He gave it a light squeeze causing Clara to smirk inbetween kisses. Clara then wrapped her legs around his waist, and Aiden carried her into the shower.
Once they were inside, Aiden immediately felt the stinging hot water and winced.
"Fuck," he groaned.
"What?" She said, bemused.
"How can you have the water on that high?"
Clara felt the water and shrugged, "It's fine to me."
Aiden turned the knob a little to the opposite side to cool it down a bit. Regardless of Clara's displeased expression, Aiden wrapped his arms around her.
"There, that's better."
"Aiden, turn it ba-" Clara was about whine until she was interrupted by Aiden smashing his lips onto her's. He kissed her expertly while softly gliding his nails along her bare back, causing Clara to moan quietly. She eventually gave in to his touch.
He presses a finger to her lips and whispered, "Quiet..."
Clara only nodded, seeming to be lost in some kind of trance. He chuckled before grabbing a bar of soap and applied it to the bath sponge, causing the soap to turn foamy. He slowly began to rub it along her smooth skin, starting at her back, all the while trailing kisses down her neck. The feelings of his lips on her neck sent good shivers down Clara's spine as her heart beat quickened.
She could feel his already hard member making contact with her skin. She bit her lip and smirked as Aiden's lips made their way down her chest. Aiden felt Clara run her fingers through his hair softly along with the warm shower water hitting his back. He made his way towards her breasts before taking one of her nipples into his mouth while his hand played with the other.
"Aiden..." she moaned softly while she ran her fingers through his hair.
Clara could practically feel him smirk as he flicked his tongue across her nipple, overwhelming her with pleasure. He gave the other the same treatment, eliciting more moans from Clara. He then trailed kisses down her stomach until he was close to the area between her thighs. Once he was close enough, he slowly inserted a finger inside of her causing Clara to gasp softly. He inserted a second finger inside before pushing them in and out of her gently at first, but he soon picked up speed.
Clara's face grew a light pink while she moaned as quietly as possible. She used both of her hands to try and move his head closer to her entrance. Aiden looked up at her and saw her pleading eyes. He smirked almost confidently, knowing exactly what she wanted. He leaned in before extending his tongue out and gently licking her sensitive spot while pumping his fingers in and out of her. Clara threw her head back and moaned a little louder than before.
He slid his fingers out of her before latching his mouth onto her, licking her womanhood sweetly. Clara was enjoying every movement of his tongue on her sex, momentarily moaning his name. Aiden even found himself savouring the taste of her as his tongue made it's way towards her love hole. Without warning, Aiden plunged his tongue inside of her, causing Clara to nearly stumble. She didn't think she'd be able to hold herself up as she pressed her hand against the wall while the other gripped Aiden's hair.
"Don't stop..." she said sounding almost of breath, her climax nearing.
He then placed his tongue back onto her clitoris and he inserted not two but three fingers inside of her. Clara began to moan even louder as her whole body tensed as her climax grew closer and closer. Aiden flicked his tongue rapidly back and forth along her clitoris while his fingers pushed in and out, hitting her G-spot. Clara's legs were nearly trembling and she tried to keep herself up and standing. Once she was on the brink of her climax, her head tilted back and her mouth gaped open. She let out a loud gasp before releasing herself as delicious waves of pleasure rocked through her.
Once Aiden licked his lips from the taste of her, he stood up and pressed his lips onto her's firmly. Clara, still catching her breath, moaned beneath his lips as she kissed him back. Once he pulled away, his lips were only inches apart from hers.
He takes one of her legs and brings it up to his waist. Clara knew what he was telling her to do and she wrapped her legs around his waist as Aiden held her up.
He backed her against the wall, her bare breasts pressing against his chest, and he began to trail kisses down her neck. Clara could feel his erection touching her entrance which only turned her on even more. Aiden positioned himself before he slowly went inside her. Clara hummed beneath her lips from the feel of him. He started at a slow pace, occasionally kissing her passionately on the lips. The way her bright blue eyes gazed up at him with pure lust and the way her body reacted to his movements made her look so sexy to Aiden.
His thrusts grew faster and deeper which nearly sent Clara over the edge. She was already close and she could feel her climax nearing. Her breathing grew heavier as did Aiden's. He was completely getting lost in her. All of his worries and problems were forgotten once he looked deep into Clara's eyes and listened to her moans. He thrusts grew even quicker and harder causing Clara to finally release, but he didn't stop. He kept going, and there was this strange feeling that overwhelmed him with emotion and it wasn't just lust.
Could it be love?
Aiden wasn't too sure, but he wasn't going to stop to figure it out. After coming for the second time, Clara didn't know how much she could take. She was muttering french words at this point while digging her nails in his back.
"Fuck.." Aiden groaned before he sped up in an almost non human speed. Waves of pleasure overtook Clara as her moans grew even louder.
"Câlisse!" She cried out.
And after another minute, she came one last time before he pulled out of her. Aiden was about to release and Clara knew it. She removed her legs from his waist and went down on her knees. Aiden watched as she took him in her mouth.
"Clara..." He moaned as he placed his hand onto her head. She began to bob her head back and forth, trying to take him as deep in her mouth as she could, while Aiden threw his head back and groaned. He was so close to coming inside her mouth and she knew it, so she took him all the way towards the back of her throat. Aiden's member twitched and he let out a sharp growl before his body completely let go.
Clara felt something else go into the back of her throat and she pulled back a little, doing her best to swallow it all. Once the last of his seed was in her mouth, his manhood grew soft. Clara pulled away and licked her lips while looking up at Aiden who was panting heavily.
She smirked while making his back up to him by trailing kisses up his torso and his neck. Aiden looked down at her, impressed.
"You get better at that every time you do it." He said, almost out of breath.
She chuckled and let him catch his breath before saying, "Why don't we get a real shower, hm?"
He grinned before nodding. After a long shower, they both were tired. Once they dried themselves off, they both got into bed. Aiden pulled her close to him and rested his chin on the top of her hair. Clara buried her face into his chest and inhaled the body wash she had to applied to his skin. She slowly closed her eyes and soon she and Aiden had fallen into a deep sleep.
Journal #17
It's been...too long since I've last written a journal and so much has happened, and I don't even know where to start. As of now, it's 4 o'clock in the morning and Aiden is alseep beside me. Of course he looks adorable, but I on the other hand can't sleep, so I might as well write. Right now, we're away from Chicago. Matter of fact, we aren't in the United States anymore. We're in my hometown, Quebec!
It's just as I remember it, regardless of a few minor changes. We've booked ourselves a hotel, and you're probably wondering how all this came to be. It all started right after my last journal. I was kidnapped by fixers and the bastards held me hostage so that Aiden would be lured into their trap. However, my father found me...
I didn't think he would know where I was, but he had saved my life. As for Aiden, he eventually found me, along with T-bone who I hadn't seen in a long time at the Black Dragon hideout where my father was keeping me. Before I knew it, the two are pointing guns at each other.
If I hadn't intervened, they would have blown each other to bits. My father eventually calmed down and then thought it was best to let me go with Aiden. Weird right? At first, I questioned him, but he seemed to feel guilty about dragging me into gang violence. He thought that me going away with Aiden would be good for my happiness, and he also knew I would still be in danger if I stayed in Chicago because some how my name got out there.
After that, I reconnected with Papa over the last couple of weeks before I finally had to say goodbye to Papa. I admit, I miss him, but we still keep in contact with each other, and besidea, it's for the best. Still, I was surprised Papa went through with it, but he said that one day, he could come and see me again in Quebec.
Right now, Quebec isn't too fond of him becauss of the crimes he committed here such as stealing. Still, it feels strange being away from Chicago. Quebec was nice, but Chicago became my home. It'll take time to readjust here. Oh, I also forgot to mention that Aiden and I are a thing now. At this point, I could consider him my boyfriend. Everytime I'm around him, he gives me butterflies and...I might be starting to fall in love with him.
I don't want to jump too soon, but I think he feels the same. The way he looked into my eyes when we had made love last night gave me a sign. Hopefully, sometime in the future, maybe...we could start a new life together.