los angeles luv

redemption

Travis's pov.
October 4th 2024.

      I walked in and immediately scanned the room. Kayden. That bitch owes me 300 bucks from last week.

    He was behind some chick who was dancing on him like her life depended on it, she looked desperate for his attention. Her little skirt backed up into his low waisted jeans.

     I grabbed his arm and pulled him away.

     He protested at first but when he saw it was me he smirked as if I was apart of his fan club. Yeah right.

     "Just give me the money, I know you have it." I spat.

    He reached into his pocket and pulled out a shit load of cash. Who carries that much around? What an idiot.

     His eyes were still fixated on me, "You happy now princess?" He said handing me some of it.

    I rolled my eyes and began counting it, "Shut the fuck up. What is this, you giving me handouts now?" I glared flashing the extra 200 in his face.

    "Nah I just need more. Thought you might have it on you." He laughed.

    Jesus, he's my best customer, "Fine, follow me."

   I led him to his room upstairs and locked the door behind us. It's not that my dealing is a complete secret, i'm sure most people at these parties know. But I don't need random eyes on me at all times, unlike Kayden, I don't want to be the center of attention.

     I handed him a bag filled white powder, he grinned like an addict.

    "Thanks for discount hun, get undressed." He ordered me like I was his. This guy is so cocky.

    "I'm busy tonight go fuck your little girlfriend out there." Shit that came out way more jealous than I intended.

    He began undoing his pants, "No she's so annoying, I'll be quick."

     I laughed, "Never been rejected before huh?"

   "Not by you." He boasted. To be fair he was completely right.

   I rolled my eyes once again, "Another time I got shit to do."

      The first time Kayden and I hooked up it happened suddenly, we were high, drunk, and alone together. He made the first move and I just went with it. I had just gotten out of a relationship with my ex Charlotte, and I needed a distraction. We swore to not tell anyone, ever.

It felt like it was a one time thing, until a few weeks later he initiated it again. Now it's kind of the regular for us, it's not romantic, it's not serious, it's kinda perfect. We hangout as friends, have sex, then never talk about it. I wasn't exactly worried he'd tell anyone, dude has got some serious issues with his sexuality. But who am I to talk? I dated a girl for a year I wasn't even attracted to and still can't admit im gay out loud. I just say im bi, I mean you don't absolutely need attraction to marry someone right? I can be bi.

I stepped out the room, went downstairs, and was met with this short girl wearing cheetah print and pink. She had chunky blonde highlights that contrasted her black hair. Very 2000's. I think I recognized her but it's hard to say. I began walking past her but she stepped in front of me again.

"You seem a little young to be buying from me don't you think?" I said condescendingly.

"What were you doing in my brother's room? Getting fucked?" She smirked.

There's absolutely no way he told his sister about us, but it still made my heart stall hearing that.

I got defensive, "Selling him stuff dumbass, get out of my way."