Chapter 48 – Diesel
Although he didn’t expect to play another volleyball match after narrowly winning against CJ’s team, Diesel couldn’t say ‘no’ when Fia, Tauriel, and their friends challenged him and his with the promise of topless game.
He was the prize in a best of three match.
No, they thought he was the prize. He’d just have to show them how fucking serious he was about not sleeping with any of them.
When game one ended, Narci called for a piss break, so Diesel headed to the last place he’d seen Jana, surprised to find her gone.
Not bothering to put his shirt back on, he went in search of her, not finding her in the kitchen, the main room, the bathroom, or in the parking lot.
“She left with Rebel about twenty minutes ago,” Orange said when Diesel asked if he’d seen Jana. He pointed toward the forest trail. “I guess they went home.”
“I guess so,” Diesel bit out, turned and stormed back to where the game was going on.
Bouncing tits, fluttering hair, and female giggles were powerful motivators for a man to show his prowess.
Even though Diesel would not fuck any of them, their liveliness amused and invigorated him.
In private, Jana was as flirty and lively as the girls jockeying for his attention.
She also had a nice body, although he probably wouldn’t have noticed her even if she’d still been there because he loved tits and hers were covered.
“Watch this, Narci,” Cara called, all bleached blonde hair, tanning bed skin, and long legs. She served the ball.
“What the fuck?” Narci breathed, staring off to the side, not moved when the ball hit the side of his head.
“Jesus,” Torrin said, looking in the same direction.
“Look at Jana, Diesel,” Axel said, tugging on Diesel’s arm.
Instead of answering his little brother, Diesel followed their line of vision and started. Jana stood in a red, two-piece bikini, her tits nearly bursting from the small top. Her red lipstick seemed too bold, contrasting the expectation in her eyes.
“That’s my fiancée, fuckheads,” Diesel snarled.
“We’re not looking at Jana, Diesel,” Torrin said. “Look behind her.”
He stepped to the side for a better view and choked. Rebel wore a red bikini with red lipstick too, her hair a wild mass around her. Unlike Jana, Rebel stood proudly, owning the world.
She knew that even though the club girls were topless and her most sacred parts were covered, every motherfucker there was looking at her.
She met Diesel’s gaze, so many emotions in her eyes he wondered what the fuck went through her mind.
“Have you lost your fucking mind?” he pushed out.
“Nope.” She popped her lips and Diesel’s heartrate sped up. “I’m here to play volleyball with my almost sister-in-law, Fia, Tauriel, and the rest of them.”
“I-I want to play, too,” Jana said.
Rebel tossed her hair. “Wait, Jana. We probably can’t play with them. Our tits aren’t out.”
“I can take my top—”
“I have a better idea.” Rebel giggled like a fucking airhead—like Cara—and turned, snatching an abandoned volleyball.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” one of his friends said.
Diesel was too outdone to process who was speaking. He refused to acknowledge Rebel’s thong or her gorgeous skin. She was as perfect as he remembered and even more alluring with what little cover she wore than when she’d been stark naked.
“Let’s resume our game,” Heidi demanded.
Rebel let the ball fall to the ground. “I’m soooo clumsy. Jana, why don’t you bend over and pick it up for us?”
“Don’t you fucking dare,” Diesel snarled. “Don’t test my fucking patience, Jana. If you bend over, every motherfucker here will look at you.”
Jana’s uncertainty enraged Diesel even more. Rebel had put her on the spot with her fucking games. Jana wanted to please her but didn’t want to upset him.
Furious with Rebel, he started toward her, intending to shake her now rather than later.
Instead, Rebel clocked his fucking jaw the moment he reached her, then stomped his fucking foot.
He reached for her again, but she dodged him and jumped on a chair, then on the fucking table, allowing every motherfucker there to see her.
Diesel took another step toward her, so he’d snatch her off the fucking table.
“I will kick you in your motherfucking face, Diesel,” she warned.
“You need to fucking cover up,” he snapped. “So does Jana.”
“No, fuck face, what Jana needs is someone to stomp Heidi, Yarrow, and all those fucking bitches except the two that are crying the most.”
Diesel glanced over his shoulder. Fia and Tauriel had frozen and were now sobbing.
“Jana was right there, not saying a peep, not knowing what the fuck to do while they called her names and plotted to have sex with you. I haven’t lost my fucking mind,” Rebel continued.
“They have. If Jana doesn’t know to fight fire with fire and you aren’t interested in protecting her, then you’re more of a miserable motherfucker than I thought. ”
“Exactly whose idea was the bikini, Rebel?” Diesel gritted, walking helplessly as Bishop walked to the table and held out his hand, helping Rebel down.
“I’m tired,” she said, instead of answering. “I’m going home.”
“I’ll walk you there,” Kaia volunteered.
“That’s okay,” she said. “I’ll find my flip-flops and go.”
“I don’t mind,” Kaia said. “I can get your flip-flops. Just tell me where you left them, Rebel.”
“No, it’s fine, Kaia.” Rebel glanced away. “I don’t want you to walk me home. Stay with your fucking girlfriend.” She pointed at Fia. “Or your fuck buddy. Whatever. Just leave me alone.”
Eyes widening, Kaia paled. “I don’t know what—”
“Fuck you.” Rebel’s eyes glistened. “I don’t ever want to fucking hear your fucking voice.”
“Reb, whatever you think I did—” Kaia started.
“No thinking in it,” she said. “I know. Heidi said you slept with Fia again.”
Fuck.
“It isn’t what you—”
Rebel’s glare shut Kaia up.
“It didn’t mean anything,” he told her. “Just let me explain—”
“You’re a grown man,” Heidi said. “She’s just a kid. Unless she wants to fuck you, she can’t deny that you have needs.”
Rebel blinked, tears spiking her lashes.
Diesel exchanged a glance with CJ, finding the same worry in his little brother’s eyes that he felt.
“As much as it fucking pains me to agree with any of these fucking bitches, she’s right, Kaia.” Rebel swallowed, her nose red, devastation on her face. “If you need sex, you shouldn’t have asked me to go steady with you.”
“You’re the best thing that ever happened to me, Reb.”
“I’m a motherfucking human girl, not your fucking golden ticket,” she shrieked. “The one fucking thing I ask of you was to be honest.”
Kaia raised his hands in supplication. “Just give me a chance to explain.”
“Giving you that chance implies I’m open to forgiveness or reconciliation. I will never forgive you. I want you to fucking die.”
Diesel envisioned taking out his gun and blowing Kaia the fuck away. He had to get Rebel away first.
“We’re so good together and I care about you so much.” Kaia sounded close to tears. “Don’t…I-I love you.”
It didn’t surprise Diesel that Kaia resorted to that tactic. Diesel employed similar emotional manipulation to get what he wanted from the opposite sex, too.
Rebel studied Kaia. “You do?” she asked with a surprising amount of hope.
“Yeah, babe. I do. I love you so fucking much. Give me a chance to prove it. I’ll never cheat again.”
“Okay,” she said with a nod.
“Thanks, babe.”
“Because I will never give you the fucking chance to cheat again,” she snarled.
“Fuck you and your bullshit words. I don’t fucking believe you.
You don’t fucking love me if you don’t respect me.
Respect would’ve been telling me the fucking truth.
I would’ve been upset but you fucking humiliated me.
You made me a laughingstock to those soon-to-be dead bitches—”
“Uncle Christopher won’t kill them,” Devon said in exasperation.
“Oh, yes, the fuck he will,” Rebel said viciously. “Because I’m telling Momma and she’ll make him do it.” She pointed at Kaia. “And you, motherfucker, will watch Fia die.”
Kaia took a step toward her, but she backed away, halting him.
If I’m right about one thing, I’m positive CJ set me up just to get me off their backs about wanting to go out with a boy.” Rebel shrugged. “No, biggie.”
CJ winced. “It doesn’t take away how much the motherfucker like you now. I couldn’t make him do that.”
“Rebel, I’m so fucking sorry,” Kaia said in a pleading tone. “But please don’t have Fia killed because of my stupidity. I’m sorry she told you—”
“Fia didn’t open her fucking mouth. Neither did Tauriel. As a matter of fact, she was trying to spare me.”
“Reb—” Kaia started.
“Would you motherfuckers leave her alone?” Axel snapped. “You all do shit to Mom and Reb then try to get them to fucking listen after you hurt them when you needed to follow your own fucking advice in the first fucking place.” He beckoned Jana. “Want to come with us, bigger sis?”
Jana still stood in the fucking bikini, since no one bothered to cover her. She shook her head. “I want to stay with Diesel.”
“Jesus Christ,” Rebel said, shaking her head. “Do me a favor, Jana. Please?”
“Anything.”
“Tell that motherfucker how the fuck he made you feel and demand he treat you better.”
“Stay the fuck out of my relationship with Jana, Rebel,” Diesel barked, in knots because of her. “One day, you’ll learn how to be in a relationship.”
“Motherfucker, the only thing watching how you treat Jana will teach me is what fucking guns I need to shoot the different fucking parts of your body. I would kill you.”
“You’ve gone from wanting me to die to killing me?”
“And fucking landed at not giving a good motherfuck how the fuck I never have to look at you again as long as you get the fuck out of my face and fall off the face of the fucking earth.”
She knew her words hurt him. She knew and she didn’t give a fuck.
“Rebel—” Diesel started coldly.