Dark and Brutal

Friends (Pt. 1)

Buddy is lying on the bed when Vic walks out of the bathroom braiding her hair to the side so it falls over her shoulder. He reluctantly looks at her from the TV, knowing what she's about to say.

"Please, Matt? It'll be fun!" she says, poking her bottom lip out in a pout.

Buddy groans, "I don't want to go to a club with the guys tonight. Can't we stay here?"

Rhea walks out of the bathroom with freshly curled hair and smiles at the scene. Buddy with an arm behind his head propping it up, Vic in front of the TV he's trying to watch with her arms folded and pouting.

Suddenly Vic walks to Buddy with a slight sway in her hips. He looks up at her and she leans down, whispering in his ear.

"Come to the club with us and I'll let you both make me cum all night long."

Buddy's face lights up and he glances at Rhea. She raises an eyebrow at them as Vic stands back up, looking over at her innocently.

"Let's go. We don't want to keep anyone waiting," Buddy says as he turns off the TV and stands from the bed.

"What the hell did you say to change his mind?" Rhea asks.

Vic opens her mouth but Buddy stops her, grabbing her chin to kiss her lips before turning to Rhea.

"You'll see," he winks before grabbing Rhea's hand and leading her out of the room.

Giggling, Vic follows them to the lobby where Dom is standing and looking down at his phone. Buddy looks over as they make their way out.

"Hey Dom. Want to ride with us?"

Dom looks up, his eyes bouncing from Buddy to Rhea to Vic, and nods.

"Why not," he says and follows them out to their cab.

The four pile into the car and Buddy gives instructions to the driver on where to go. Buddy and Vic are talking about the next show when Rhea's phone buzzes in her hand. She looks down and frowns, seeing a text from Dom.

Dom: She staying with you? What's going on?

Rhea: Nothing. Mind your business, Dom.

She hears a small huff come from Dom and can't help but chuckle at him. It's not his business what she does in her personal life. Friends or not, she doesn't owe him an explanation on her situation with Victoria.

Twenty minutes later, everyone's at the club and the girls are three shots to the wind. Making their way to the dance floor while the guys stay upstairs drinking in the VIP lounge that overlooks the bar and dance floor.

Vic shakes her hips to the tune of the fast-paced song playing and tosses her arms up, closing her eyes and feeling the music. She feels hands sliding across her hips as someone presses against her front and opens her eyes to see Rhea smiling back at her.

"I'm going to find out what you said to him," Rhea warns.

"In due time, baby," Vic winks as she drops her arms around Rhea's neck and grinds her hips against hers.

Rhea bites her lip and doesn't break eye contact as Vic works her fingers in her hair. They're oblivious to Dom's eyes on them as they have fun, flirting and dancing with each other.

"What are you looking at, bro?" JD asks, his eyes searching the crowd.

They land on Rhea and Vic just as Rhea spins Vic around and pulls her back into her. Damian looks at the guys and then down at the dance floor. Vic grinds her ass against Rhea and reaches back to wrap one hand around the back of Rhea's neck while the other pulls Rhea's free hand across her front, right on the hem of her skirt.

"What the fuck are they doing? They act like they're together or something," he seethes.

"Drop it Damian. People can be friends," Buddy says.

"Friends don't grind on each other like that! Friends don't whisper in each other's ears and blush afterward. And these two aren't even friends. Not after what Rhea's done," Damian says as he stands.

Buddy hops up from his seat as well and presses a hand to Damian's chest.

"Sit down and settle down. They're adults. Vic's a big girl who can make her own decisions."

"Obviously not!" Damian yells, his deep voice easily booming over the music.

People from the dance floor begin to look around, and the girls' eyes lift to the VIP section, witnessing the commotion.

"Settle. Down. You're causing a scene," Buddy lowers his voice.

"I don't fucking care! Let go of me right now! She doesn't need this! She doesn't need you," Damian's voice gets louder, "and she doesn't need someone who's just going to fucking cheat on her and leave her alone again with nothing but nightmares of their memories!"

His entire rant came just as the fast-paced song ended, and everyone in the club could hear what he said as the DJ frantically moves to start another loud song and fast. People are staring, looking around and beginning to wonder who he's talking about. That is, until their eyes land on Vic, who has tears streaming down her face.

She looks around and doesn't hear Rhea saying her name when she runs from the dance floor and straight out of the club.