Crossing Paths

Psychotic

Tatum

What the actual hell.

Lucian and I immeditally come to a stop once we enter the lvining room.

Nevay is laying on her back on the floor while Quinton has her ankles in his hands, dragging her.

"Give me the fucking remote!" Quinton yells at Nevay.

"No!" she yells back.

Quinton returns by yanking her on the floor and her screaming.

"I'm not watching your furry shit!" Quinton pulls her feet making her slide on the floor, between his legs.

"It's not furry shit, dumb ass!" Nevay points a white nail at him.

Lucas, Adam, Furore, Ezra, and Leo all sit on the couch watching this all unfold.

"They are werewolves, that's furry shit," he bends done grabbing the remote from her grasp.

She reaches for it and groans when he turns off Teen Wolf.

"Fucking stubby dick bitch," Nevay grumbles.

Quinton snaps his head towards her.

"I do not!" he actually looks offended.

"Proof?" Nevay blinks.

"I mean if you need to proof..." his hands do to his sweat pants.

"God no!" Nevay screeches, covering her eyes,

Quinton shrugs, looking at all of us with a confused face as if he wasn't about to whip out his dick.

Nevay stands up and walks over to me, fixing her black curls.

"I take back what I said about him. I'm going to stangle that bitch," she whispers to me before turning her back to the couch and falling back on it.

I let out a soft laugh and turn to Lucian staring infront of him.

I smile at him and drag him to a seat on the couch using his wrist.

Quinton changes the TV to a hockey game and Nevay sits up, amusement running through her eyes.

"You could have just said you wanted to watch hockey, fuckwit," Nevay rolls her eyes.

That's a cute nickname.

I watch hockey for two reasons.

1) Hockey guys are hot.

2) It's fun and hot to watch them throw eachother to the wall.

Lucian uses his thumb and wipes my lips. It snap my neck in his direction.

"You are drooling," he smirks.

"Liar."

He shrugs, pressing a kiss where his thumb was just at.

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The sound of the oven beeping draws my attention.

"Food is ready," I side glance to the men plus Nevay to my right and then to my left where Lucian is.

I jump up from my seat, "Stay here. I need to make it all look nice!"

I practically run into the kitchen and open the oven.

Black smokes escapes and I cough once it goes through my nose.

I want to cry.

"What the fuck is that smell?" I hear who I think is Lucas from the other room.