Ride The Wind

Chapter Twenty-Two: Liss

"I didn't know you played pool." Bret admits as I shoot the cue.

"Clearly, I mean she's kicking your ass." Rikki smiles as Luca shoots.

I down more Jack and trip over my feet before regaining my balance. I'm not drunk, I'm clumsy.

"Fucking Christ." I mutter and Luca laughs.

"Have another drink, Lissy." He laughs and I flip him off.

Bobby walks in, he's in a complete bitch fit. He crosses his arms and slumps in a chair, drinking vodka out of the bottle. Bret laughs.

"Luca! If you can't find the cue, pull the one jammed up his ass." Bret tells my roommate and he turns red. Rikki and I laugh.

We continue the game for a while and I start to pull ahead. Bret starts to get pissed at the idea of being beat by a girl. I line up for my neck shot.

"Rikki! Grab her ass so she fucks up!" Bret calls and I stand up looking at him.

"You that scared of losing?" I smirk and Luca laughs.

"Honey, I think he's scared of you in general." He calls and I look at Bret.

"Am I that scary? Bret, sweetie, I'm five and a half feet tall, weigh a hundred pounds if I'm lucky, I'm not that scary." I smile and Rikki laughs.

"And you talk like you're going to murder someone, you have a very horrifying collection of knives, you play the roughest sport on the planet, and you've beat the holy hell out of our Bobby." Rikki explains. "You're pretty scary, babe."

I turn to my boyfriend and put my hand on his chest, looking up at him. Rikki's hand lands on my tramp stamp, he pulls me closer to him.

"Do I scare you?" I wonder and he smiles.

"Honestly?" Rikki asks and I nod. "Yeah but it's pretty hot."

I smile and turn back to the game. I look up to Bret.

"Eight ball in he corner pocket. I'd say I've won the game after that." I smirk.

I line up for the shot and Rikki's hand slides into my pocket. I take the shot and the eight rolls into the pocket. I win. Bret cusses, Rikki and Luca laugh.

"That's my girl." Rikki picks me up.

He starts to kiss my jaw and neck. Whatever celebration we had started was cut short. Luca holds up the bar phone to me.

"You might wanna take this, Lissy." Luca says and I shoot him a worried look.

I take the phone from him and walk into the quietest corner of the bar. I still have to jam my finger in my one ear to hear.

"Hello?" I ask.

"Lissa!!" Andy's voice nearly yells.

"Andy?" I ask.

"Please don't be mad." She starts.

"Why would I be mad? Where are you?" I wonder.

"Can you pick CC and I up at the police department? We got into a little bit of trouble, no one's hurt so don't worry. Neither of us are getting charged, we just need to be picked up." She explains.

"Yeah, honey I'll be right down." I say.

"Thank you for understanding." Andy says.

"What's family for." I smile as I hang up the phone.

I walk back over to Rikki and grab his arm pulling him along with me.

"We gotta go." I tell him.

"Okay." He agrees.

"Oh Rikki's whipped!" Bret yells and Rikki turns back.

"Yeah maybe, but I'm for damn sure getting sex tonight. Can you say that, brother?" Rikki winks as we walk out the door.

When we get outside, I regret not bringing a coat. Rikki rubs my cold arms and kisses my cheek.

"Where are we going?" He wonders as we get to his car.

"To pick up my sister and your guitarist." I say as we get in. "At the LA police department."

"What did they do?" Rikki wonders.

We run into the building and Andy lights up.

"Lissa! I'm so sorry!" Andy says as she hugs me.

"It's okay." I smile at her and the cop looks at me.

"Assault on an officer earlier this year." He points at me and Rikki laughs.

"My bad girl." Rikki says in my ear. "CC can't go without getting in shit, huh Deville?"

"Let's just go home." CC mutters and Rikki laughs again.

We walk out to Rikki's car and once Andy and CC get into the car, he picks me up.

"My bad girl." He smirks. "Assault on an officer? Did you stab him?"

"No, I fell on him." I admit and he laughs.

"We you in jail?" Rikki wonders.

"No but I got changed." I admit.

"Luca will give me the dirt." He laughs.

"Turning my queer against me?" I joke, he's my best friend. I'm a loud to call him that.