Chapter 3 Indi
THREE
INDI
I stepped into the tiny apartment kitchen as the living room TV played loudly.
It felt so small and cramped compared to the one I toured.
If only I could afford it. As I walked to the fridge, I noticed Mary-Jane giggling to herself like a little school girl.
She was kicking her feet as she sat on the kitchen counter, staring down at her phone.
I opened the fridge and grabbed some water. “Someone’s giddy.”
Her eyes met mine, and she put the phone down.
“Yeah, well, PussyKiller69 just sent me a nice little dick pic.” I nearly spat my water out.
“Though I have to say, there’s nothing little about him.
” She grinned and returned to her phone.
The news played in the other room, and I just sat there wide-eyed.
Mary-Jane looked up at me and snapped, “What?”
“Sorry, I’m trying to process what the fuck you just said.”
She sighed and crossed her arms. “PussyKiller69 is his screen name, Indi. It’s not his real name, like grow up.”
I took a second drink. “Oh yeah, that name sounds so mature.”
She huffed. “He is mature. And more of a man than a certain pothead we both know.” I shot her a look. “You haven’t seen him, have you? Your brother? Last I heard he was still hanging around town.” Her eyes shot to me. “I wonder why that is.”
I almost choked on my water again.
Her question took me back. “What? No. Why?” She didn’t answer. “I haven’t seen Haze since the day we left him there, bleeding out on the floor of our apartment.” The painful memory made my chest ache. “You know, for someone who claims to hate him so much, you sure love bringing him up.”
Why is that?
Mary-Jane shrugged. “Call it simple curiosity.” She changed the subject. “Hey, whatever happened to finding a new place? Thanksgiving is just around the corner, you know.”
“I’m working on it,” I grumbled.
The news played in the other room, catching our attention.
“The local realtor was found clasping his eyes with bloodied hands, stumbling around the streets just outside his home late last night. Authorities have no idea who attacked the man, as he has refused to cooperate with officials, claiming he never saw them. He is currently residing at an undisclosed hospital under round the clock medical care. This attack is only one of many that have occurred over the last couple months following the brutal murder of a local man named Carter Harris.”
My stomach dropped as I stepped into the living room and stared at the photo on the TV screen. It was the same creepy realtor I had just seen yesterday. And before I knew it, Carter’s photo had popped up, and I felt sick to my stomach.
What did you do, Haze?
“Indi.” Mary-Jane looked at me. “You don’t think—”
I shook my head. “No. There’s no way. There’s no way! Haze is gone! He couldn’t have done that!” I was trying not to panic.
She sighed. “You’re right. Why would he hurt someone like that? I mean, an innocent realtor?”
He is anything but innocent.
“Who would do such a thing?” Mary-Jane asked. “The world is so sick.” I looked back towards my room, realizing I had left my burner phone on the bed. “Indi?” I looked back at her. “What’re you looking at?”
My head snapped back around. “Nothing! I just saw Kush, that’s all.” I forced a fake smile. “Excuse me.” I quickly rushed to my room, leaving Mary-Jane in the living room as I shut the door behind me. The phone lit up. I quickly snatched it and read the message.
You’re welcome.
“Damnit, Haze,” I whispered.
I sent a text back. You didn’t have to hurt him.
He responded immediately. Yes, I did.
HAZE
A smirk branched across my face as I stared down at my phone.
“I sure fucking did,” I whispered to myself.
My eyes raised as I looked back at her through her windows, watching as she moved around her room.
I raised the vape to my mouth and inhaled deeply.
There was something about her messy hair and flushed complexion in the morning that I always admired.
Fuck, I missed mornings with her. At least I could still steal a few glances from afar, stalking her every day since I left.
I exhaled a large cloud of smoke. My phone vibrated, and I looked down to see a text from her.
What happened to lying low and being careful? You could’ve been caught.
I laughed softly to myself as I typed.
Worth it. Besides, I was careful. And he should’ve kept his fucking eyes to himself.
I looked up and watched as she held her phone and read my reply. And I noticed a sneaky little smile. It made my dick jolt with excitement.
I typed a new text out.
Try not to look too excited.
I added a smiling devil emoji at the end.
Indi shot her head up and looked around the room and out her window, searching for me. But I tucked away in the perfect hiding spot where she couldn’t find me.
I sent one last text before stuffing my phone into my leather jacket.
Get dressed and meet me downstairs.
I put my helmet back on and shoved my hands into a pair of motorcycle gloves before zipping my jacket up to my neck.
The dark gear was useful and kept me completely hidden in plain sight.
I walked over to my sport-touring bike and waited for her to walk out of the apartment.
I wasn’t sure what excited me more—seeing her, or the surprise I was about to show her.
I’m about to make your whole fucking day.
Indi shot from the apartment, wearing my old jacket with a black leather mini-skirt.
Thankfully, she had on a green turtleneck with her knee-high boots and tights; otherwise, she’d hate what we were about to do.
I revved the bike and slowly pulled from across the street and down to the curb just outside Mary-Jane’s apartment.
She lit up at the sight of me, and that smile… well, it made my dick hard.
I lifted the face guard of my helmet to greet her with a grin. “Surprise.”
Her smile grew as she stared back at me. “Haze! What’re you doing here?”
I offered her a second helmet, one I had brought with me.
“Sorry, no spoilers. Put this on if you want to find out.” She took the helmet and wasted no time putting it on.
I patted the seat behind me, and Indi immediately climbed onto the bike.
I motioned my head and shouted back to her.
“Don’t be shy.” She laughed and scooted closer until her thighs were pressed against me.
She wrapped her arms around my waist, and I pulled her closer. “Hold on tight, little sis.”
I revved the bike loudly and drove onto the main street. I sped out onto the highway, listening to Indi squeal as we drove and weaved through the traffic. It was such a thrill having her so close to me again.
I drove further away from the city and out into the countryside.
Indi’s hands remained tightly wrapped around my waist, holding me close.
I moved one of my hands and carefully reached down to rub her thigh.
She did the same, reaching forward between legs.
I tried to stay focused, but I could tell she was enjoying herself, rubbing against me.
Fuck, I wanted to pull the motorcycle over and fuck her right there on the side of the road. It was torture.
“Where are we going?” she shouted from behind me, rocking into me.
My body strained, trying to keep its composure. “You’ll see soon!” She raised a single arm high and grabbed at the cold air. It was nice hearing her laugh again, knowing she was happy. “I feel so free!” She reached her second hand up and shouted into the sky.
“Careful,” I shouted back as I reached around to hold her.
She dropped her arms and leaned forward, her helmet knocking into mine. “Where’s the fun in being careful?” she shouted. Her hands gripped my waist before running along my legs, feeling my boner. She giggled and continued to touch me, purposely working me up.
You’re so fucking naughty, little sis.
She would’ve kept going, had we not driven a bit further. Indi immediately recognized the route and patted my thigh with excitement. I grinned, knowing just how excited she was. “Welcome home, Indi!” I shouted as we pulled off the main road and up to the apartment.
The bike slowly pulled up to the curb, and I killed the engine.
Indi instantly jumped from the bike and ripped her helmet from her head.
“Haze!” She stared up at the building. “How–when—ahhh!” She jumped around before lunging into my arms and nearly knocking me over.
We hugged for a bit before she pulled back and smiled at me. “Can we go inside?”
I lifted my face shield and reached into the pocket of my jacket, pulling out a set of keys. I shook them, watching her green eyes sparkle like a pair of emeralds. “You tell me.” Indi’s face lit up with glee as I offered her the keys.
I carefully put her down and watched as she ran to the apartment door, disappearing inside. “Oh Indi.” I chuckled as I removed my helmet. I looked around the isolated building, ensuring no one had followed us before shadowing after her.
The apartment was warm and inviting, completely open as it looked out into the countryside.
Indi was standing in the middle of the living room, shocked by the fact that it was also now fully furnished.
I shut the front door and locked it before joining her side.
“Well…” I looked at her. “What do you think?”
She looked around and took it all in. “It’s beautiful.” She stopped and pointed to a pool table. “Really?” I shrugged, knowing damn well I was going to break it in.
She continued to walk around, completely amazed by everything. I simply stared and admired her expressions as they drifted across her face, taking in the entire apartment. Little did she know, this was all I ever wanted.
“Haze,” she breathed. “It’s beautiful. But…how?” She motioned around as her eyes met mine. “How is this possible?”