Four
Cherry
“How did your class go,” Candy asks, looking at me.
“I like it, but that fucking bitch Rose White, the one from the volleyball game, she’s in the class! It’s fucking unbelievable. I want to fucking kick her ass.”
“That’s not a good idea; you don’t want to get kicked out of that school.”
“Yeah, you’re right. Other than that stupid Rose, it’s going well. What I like the most is that Phlebotomy Technician training is short, and I should be working soon. I hope that by then, Kevin will claim me as his Old Lady,” I say, gathering my hair.
“Cherry, you need to stop waiting for Romeo because he fucks with anyone that has a pussy, and who knows, even with a dick. He’s hit on all the club whores,” Candy says, shaking her head.
“Fuck,” I yell, burying my face in my hands.
“I don’t see why you’re waiting for the motherfucker. Yeah, he’s hot as hell, but really, forget about him,” Candy says, filing her nails.
“I’m not because that motherfucker is mine, and he knows it,” I snap, grabbing the red nail polish.
“Fuck, you say that as if it’s really a fact,” Candy says, shaking her head.
“It is a fact; I know that he’s fucking around, but that’s because he refuses to touch me,” I huff, grabbing my nail polish.
“Well, there you go, he’s not interested because he fucks all the time,” Candy says, nodding.
“Yeah, I’ve seen him, and it hurts watching him get off,” I say, pursing my lips.
“Yeah, at least you’ve only seen the whores suck him off, but I’ve seen him fucking them,” Candy snarls, staring at me.
“Yeah, don’t tell me because I’m going to kill some whores,” I yell, pushing off my bed.
“Let’s go to the clubhouse and watch the fuckers party,” Candy says, throwing back her head, laughing.
“Fuck, your evil. Yeah, let’s go,” I say, grabbing my cell phone.
“Okay, but pinky, promise that you will not go over to him; you’re going to have to pull up your big girl panties and not ever say a word,” Candy says, extending her pinky.
I roll my eyes, huff, and link my pinky with hers.
“Pinky promise, today and forever, I promise to keep our secrets sealed in my heart,” Candy and I whisper.
“Okay, let’s do this,” Candy says, walking out of her room.
We sneak out of my room so that Mama Bear won’t catch us. We walk out of the small apartment section across from where Candy lives with Pandora. We live on the third floor, and it’s secured. None of the Brothers are allowed up on the third floor.
We walk down the stairs, and we stop at the bottom of the stairs. We walk over to the side, and we walk to the kitchen because it’s the closest to where the club whores hang out.
We stand in the corner, looking around the room at the Brothers and the whores party. The MC bikers are fucking wild and horny. They don’t hold back. I watch and wait until I see Kevin walk into the main room from outside. I don’t know where in the world he was. Josh walks in right behind him, and they look drunk.
Did he go to another party?
“Hey, Dixie,” Kevin says, wrapping his arm around her waist.
“Romeo, do you want some,” Dixie purrs, running her hand up his arm.
“Fuck yes,” Romeo says, taking a pull of the beer.
No more words are needed because Kevin unbuckles his belt, zips down his pants, and the fucking whore grabs his hard cock. I’m so fucking pissed off, but it’s my fault for being so stupid. I shouldn’t come down to see him fuck the bitches.
Kevin pulls out a condom, and that bitch grabs it from his hands. She opens the package with her teeth and rolls it on his cock. Kevin pushes her against the wall, thrusting into her from behind.
I cross my arms and clench my jaw to stop from yelling at him. I watch him, and he must feel my gaze because he turns to look at me. He stares at me, gazing into my eyes as he fucks the bitch.
That fucking hurts.
“I’m out of here,” I yell; breaking eye contact, I walk away.
“Wait for me,” Candy yells, walking after me.
I run up the stairs and I go to my room. Yeah, I need to process that I did see Kevin fucking that fucking bitch. I always heard that he did, but it’s way different watching him.
I want to scream.
I want to poke her eyes out.
I want to hit him.
I want to hate him.
But I want him.
I love him.
He’s mine.