Lost Bird

Chapter 11

Bit of a shorter chapter, but I hope you guys enjoy the Sang and Raven time!
Sang's P.O.V.

A few days later, I've finally been cleared to do more stuff by Sean. My short-term memory has slowly been getting better, but it's still not where we want it to be. The headaches are not as intense, which I'm very thankful for.

      Now that I'm out of the woods, Sean's biggest concern is me being in the club this weekend. If I need to, I can call out, but I hope it doesn't come to that. Calling out on my first official night wouldn't be a good look.

Tonight I was originally supposed to be joining the boys in the van. That plan quickly changed when Victor found out that Blake is meeting up with somebody tonight. So instead, Raven and I are now parked in front of Blake's house so we can follow him to his meeting.

        We haven't been here long, but watching a house and waiting for something to happen is about as fun as watching paint dry. I still enjoy it more than being cooped up in my apartment though, so I can't really complain.

        "Relax," Raven says, as if he can feel my eagerness. "He'll come out eventually. Stress isn't good for your head."

        "I know," I sigh, "The last few days have just been so boring. I'm ready for something to happen."

         Part of me wishes that Blake is the key to all of this. Maybe this doesn't have to go on too long and then I can leave Charleston. I wouldn't have to stress about this situation with Axel. However, I know it won't be that easy.

       "Boring is a good thing compared to what happened a few nights ago," he grumbles.

The last few days, all the boys on this team have made it painfully obvious they were still upset about what happened. At this point, I just ignore them because there's not much else I can say that I haven't said before.

He suddenly narrows his eyes. "Why are you so eager?," he asks and then a look of realization crosses his face. "You don't want to be near Axel."

"Oh, no," I widen my eyes for dramatic effect, "That concussion might have done more damage than we thought. I don't know who you're talking about."

He rolls his eyes. "Come on. Everybody's thinking about it. There's tension whenever you two are around each other."

"I don't know why you guys assume I want to discuss this with any of you. He's your family, you're all biased."

       "I think you should have punched him harder," he says.

      "Really?," I raise an eyebrow.

        "Yes. He is a idiot," he nods.

          "Well, I can't argue with that. But I'm still not discussing our issues with everyone."

         "Just saying, you should have punched him harder."

        "Want me to practice on you?," I ask, "Just so I'm more prepared next time, of course."

          "Don't start something you can't finish, malen'kiy kotenok." (Little kitten.)

Is he seriously turned on by the thought of me hitting him?

"Since we're getting to know each other," I adjust myself in the seat, "You and Corey are together, right?"

"I'm with you right now," he says.

"No, I mean you guys are dating, correct?"

"Oh. Da."

"But you tried giving me a fruit cup the other day?"

He looks confused at my line of questioning. "Da."

I shake my head. "I don't get it."

"What don't you get?," he asks.

"I know what the fruit cup means. Why would Corey be okay with you trying to give me that?"

He grins. "It wouldn't be the first time we've shared a bird. We like who we like, simple as that. Corey thinks you're hot too, but he won't come out and say it."

I stare straight ahead, unsure of how to respond to that. I can't deny they are both attractive, but this is a weird situation considering I used to be involved with his brother.

"What about Axel?," I ask.

"I thought you don't want to talk about him with me," he says.

"I don't. But I think that my history with him means I shouldn't be doing anything with his teammates."

"Hey, he left you. You sleep, you lose."

He did leave me. But I don't owe him anything, his brothers do.

       "Plus, starting up anything wouldn't be smart. As soon as this job is over, I'll be leaving Charleston."

"Doesn't mean we can't have some fun in the mean time."

I look at Blake's house, making sure we aren't missing anything. Once I'm sure nothing is happening, I turn back to Raven. "Are you talking about a friends with benefits situation?"

"Sure," he nods.

"Are you positive Corey would be into that?"

Sure, I haven't spent any alone time with him, but I didn't even get a hint that he was attracted to me. I'm not against the idea though. They are both extremely attractive.

     "Trust me. He's into it."

      I nod. This conversation took a turn that I didn't see coming. "Alright. Well, I think all three of us should have a conversation before anything happens. Plus, I want to get the all clear from Sean before I do anything. I doubt sex with a brain injury is a smart decision."

        Raven nods. "Sounds fair. Maybe during our talk you can wear your work costume," he leans in a little closer, "I've been dying to rip that off of you from the moment I saw you in it."

         My face heats up thinking about the potential scenarios. I'm starting to like this idea more and more. Before I can say anything, he suddenly swears.

       "Here we go," he says as he looks out of the window. I turn to see Blake walking out of his house.

        We watch for a moment, ready to follow him. But as he continues, we realize we are going to have one big problem.

           He's heading straight to our car. He approaches my side and knocks on the window.

       An idea begins forming in my head as I roll the window down. "Blake. What's up?"

        He looks surprised to see me. "Nina? What are you doing parked across from my house?"

        "I guess I wasn't being as discreet as I thought," I laugh, "Honestly, I was thinking about your little job offer but, I heard some rumors about you that I had to confirm before I could seriously consider it."

        "There's plenty of rumors about me. Which one are you referring to?," he leans down and looks at Raven. "Who is this?"

        "We probably shouldn't discuss this around him," I tell him, "He doesn't really know anything, he's just a neighbor of mine that owes me a favor."

        He narrows his eyes at Raven. "You look familiar. Where have I seen you before?"

       I don't know why these next words come out of my mouth. Probably because my mind was previously in the gutter.

          "Do you watch porn?," I ask, "Because he's a pornstar."