Until the End of Time (Urban) Book 6 | The Sideline Series

Chapter 17

***Somebody asked why I was blocking out some words like d*ck. I had to block them out because of Wattpad. I didn't want the story to be Rated R, so I had to block some curse words and some suggestive words out in order to keep the story PG-13. Some of y'all might think it's not a big deal, but I don't want my stuff to be Rated R, because when it's Rated R, you won't be able to find it in the little Discover thing. You'll have to find the user who wrote it and find it on their page. That limits the popularity of the book.

Jordan

        Things are falling into place exactly the way I want them to be. I've got Victoria begging me to come smash practically everyday, and it won't be long before Lindsey's doing the same thing. The little mother and daughter duo thing wasn't even my idea. It was all apart of the master plan that Ashley and her Step Father came up with, I just so happened to be apart of it. 

        In the beginning, I didn't intend on actually doing this. Asia, Lindsey's friend, introduced us at one of her infamous house parties last year and ever since we been kickin' it. Lindsey was cool at first, and she still is. When I first met her, all I wanted to do was hit and quit but the more we talked to each other, the closer we got. Even though she was younger than I was, I still felt like we could have had something. But I don't even know about that anymore. Once I started messing with her Mom, I knew shit would never be able to work out between us.

        Ashley's Dad is like some ex thug or something. Her real Dad mysteriously went missing a few years ago and her Mom got married to this new dread-head looking dude. Something always seemed off about him, especially since he said he was a hired worker. I ain't know what that was, but the more him and his friends came around, the easier it was for me to figure out who he was and what he did for a living. Ion know if he sells, but I damn sure know he murders for a living.

        One night I was chilling with Ashley up in her room when he walked in the house. It was going on two in the morning and there he was standing at her bedroom door in bloody clothes with a gun poking out of the top of his pants. Ashley was acting like it was normal, but I've never seen no shit like that in my life, so I'm sure he saw the look on my face when I spotted him. All he could say to me was:

        "Sometimes you gotta deliver that sweet  coup de grâce to finish a beef off."

        I didn't understand what he said until I went home the next day and looked up what 'coup de grâce' meant. It's French for the final blow, or the kiss of death. After that night, I looked at him differently. He was infact a hired worker like he had said, but he was a hired assassin, in a nut shell. He was the one who fueled Ashley and her Mom with the idea to seduce Mrs. Reed and still keep things going with Lindsey. I seduced Mrs. Reed and really don't have any feelings with her, I just feel an attraction between us. I think it's hot how she's cheating on her husband with me, but it's different with Lindsey. I got actual feelings for her and wouldn't have gotten her dragged in this shit if I didn't have to. It was Ashley's idea to get her involved.

        I was sitting over my house on the porch steps smoking a joint. Lindsey said she'd pick me up since she was out already, I was just waiting on her to show up. It's been a few weeks since we started working on things and things have gone good. I'm listening to her about moving slowly, but in order for this plan to go as smoothly as Ashley's Dad wants it to be, things have to go smoothly. She'll be more attached if we keep things moving slowly.

        Honk. Honk.

        I looked up at Lindsey pulling up in her drop top Bimmer. Damn. Her Pops really be hooking her family up when it comes to cars. Mrs. Reed stay riding in something clean. I've seen her change up cars everyday of the week. One day it's a Escalade, another day it's the Mustang, or a BMW. It's always something nice. I took a long drag on my joint before putting it out and climbing inside of Lindsey's car.