Runs In The Family

Bad Karma

HENDRIX'S POV:

"When are you going to fix my room?" asked Daisy. I shrugged, my eyes on my phone as Trixie walked over to me. She snatched it out of my hands, raising her eyebrows when I narrowed my eyes at her.

"What the-"

"All you've been doing for the past hour is playing eight ball" she said, slipping my phone in the back pocket of her jeans.

"Now, if I go to get that, we both know it won't end well" I said, standing up and facing her.

"Can we go to our house and fix my old room?"

"Go wait in the car, D" I said, keeping my eyes on her as Daisy picked up her iPad and ran out the room.

"Fuck y-"

"Oh? But there's a kid in the house" I said, gently placing my hand on her neck, tilting her head upwards as I looked down into her eyes.

"I.."

"Go on" I said softly "say it"

An intense tension filled with lust and desire filled the air as she exhaled with frustration.

"That's what I thought" I smirked, letting go of her and walking out the room. I got my jacket on, walking out the house and getting into my car. I started the engine as I saw  Trixie compose herself as she locked the door.

TRIXIE'S POV:

"Are these the pictures, Daisy?" I asked her, entering into her room with three framed pictures.

"Yeah but do you like them?" she asked.

"Of course I do" I said, looking at her pictures "but why does it matter what I think? They're going in your room". She fiddled with her hands as Hendrix came in with tools.

"I want my room to look like yours because it's really cool" she said. I felt my heart melt as I wrapped my arms around her.

"You're so cute, Daisy"

She giggled and hugged me back, looking at Hendrix with an evil smirk as he narrowed his eyes at her.

"Hear that? She called me cute" she boasted. Hendrix scoffed, opening a toolbox.

"You should hear what she calls me when you're not here, loser" he said. I rolled my eyes, going over to him as he placed a nail in the wall with one hand and held a hammer in the other. He glanced at me, tilting his head to a side.

"Can I help you? Or is Daisy not entertaining enough?" he asked coldly, looking at the wall.

"Oh" I said, leaning against the wall opposite him with my arms folded across my chest "I never saw you as the jealous type"

"I'm not jealous" he sulked, placing the nail in the correct position.

"Sure" I laughed "just pound the nail into the wall already and shut up"

"I'll pound you against a wall"

"What?"

"What?" he repeated, his voice automatically becoming higher as he looked at me innocently.

"You'll do what?" I asked, moving closer to him as he looked at the nail between his fingers.

"Nothing, go away" he said, his face becoming red. I pressed my lips together as I noticed Daisy had left.

"Can't we just have sex instead? I'm sure you can do this later" I said, grabbing his arm and pulling him towards the hallway. He laughed to himself, shaking his head at me as we approached his bedroom.

"So now you wanna have sex but earlier it was a no?"

"Well, earlier you weren't threatening to pound me against a wall, so.."

He closed the door as I looked around the rooms at the four walls surrounding us before glancing back at him with a smirk on my face. 

"Take your pick"

MATTIA'S POV :

I woke up on concrete ground. Pains shot through my chest, causing me to cough up blood. I groaned as I sat up against a wall, realising I was in some kind of cell.

"He's awake"

I didn't look up to see who it was, my body ached too much to move. I ran a hand over my chest to feel bruises, I was definitely beaten up.

"Hey bestie!"

Kyle's voice pierced through my ears as I heard a door opening. I glared at him as he walked in, a wide smile on his face as he took a seat, crossing one leg over another.

"Are you gay, Kyle?" I asked, watching his smile vanish "genuine question, I'm curious"

"I can't be gay since I fucked your wife last night"

"What the fuck" my hands curled into fists as he started grinning at me "if you touch her-"

"Oh my god" he said loudly "don't you ever get sick of your own voice? Genuine question". I pressed my lips together, my breathing starting to quicken.

"I didn't touch her, yet" he said, leaning forward on the chair as my body began to ache again.

"But I will, once she leaves you" he said. I looked at him in confusion. I'd never liked him. I'd always wanted him dead. If Liv knew about him, she'd want him dead too. No one liked him. 

"Liv would never leave me"

"Oh really? Are you sure about that?" he said, tapping his chin as she sat back again. I felt like throwing up as he smiled at me. It made me sick knowing he had the power over me.

"What about when I tell her about your little affair with Miss Alana Brooks?"