"And what is it you do for a living? I mean you have a very nice house here, you have to be something that makes quite a lot of money. And if I remember correctly you got arrested not to long ago." I knew my comment was going to anger him a bit but I couldn't help, it just slipped out. Ricky tense next to me so I knew I shouldn't of said that but what is he really going to do about? I was fully aware of what he does but Chris doesn't know that.
I watch Chris tense his jaw, looking at me with anger laced in his eyes and if Ricky wasn't next to me I was sure he would of done something.
He took a deep breath, recomposing himself enough so he could speak calmly. "Of course you decide date someone who doesn't know when to keep their fucking mouth shut." Chris said through gritted teeth at Ricky.
I waved my hands in his direction, pulling his gaze over to me. "I'm right here. If you're going to talk about me then direct the comments at me and I don't have to keep my mouth shut, I can say whatever I want to." I snit at him and I could tell I was further setting him off.
Ricky grab my hand under the table and gave it a gentle squeeze and I had a feeling this was a warning for me to stop talking. That wasn't happening though, I was far to fired up to stop now. He was going to answer my question if he likes it or not. I may know the truth but I want to hear it from his lips now that I know this is a sensitive topic for him.
Chris pushed his chair away from the table and stood up. He stare down at me with a harsh glare."If you really want to know what I do so badly why don't I just show you."
Angelo grab his hand and look up at him shaking his head. "Come on please not tonight." He said, pleading with him a bit.
Ricky seemed to pick up on what was going on and he stood up in front of his seat. There was something going on here that I didn't get. I'm guessing what he was going to show me wasn't going to be some small flower garden or some bullshit like that. I'm having a feeling he was going to causes some harm to me based on how the two of them reacted.
"You better not be about to do what I think you're about to. I have no issues turning you in if you dare touch a single hair on his fucking head." Ricky all but growled at him, taking a stern stance.
Chris let out a cackle that sent a shiver down my spin. I tried my best to hide that from him, not wanting him to know I was frighten by him. I wasn't showing him fear. "I wasn't going to hurt him, I was just going to do some informing, so to speak. And if you dare rat me out just know I have just as much dirt on you. That's the privilege of knowing someone for years, you develop blackmail that is irremovable."
The two of them just seemed to be in a starring consent with each other, that's the only way I could describe it. It was like if one of them made one wrong move in the opposite direction the other would leap and attack.
With an eye roll I stood up, looking over at Chris. "You wanna show me what you do then let's get this over with." I told him with an eye roll, done with whatever as going on between them. I'm worried this might be a mistake.
Chris smirked and came over to me, taking me arm. "I thought you would never ask." He chuckle at the end and Ricky gave him one more final warning glare before sitting back down at the table.
"Last time I checked I'm the one who asked you." I spat at him as he lead me out of the dining room.
"You really don't know when to keep your mouth shut." He mumble under his breathe and I had the urge to smack him upside the head but I decided to leave that for when he said something worse to me.
He took me out the opposite door that we had gone through and it brought us into a long, dark hallway. I saw many different door along the way and all of them are close. The walls were painted a dark charcoal and there was a red carpet that ran down the center of the wood floor. The walls had photos of Angelo and him with some of Angelo art also. This seemed to be the more personal side of there house based on what they had displayed out here.

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Twist Me | Ghorror
FanfictionA murderous temper can lead to a deadly situation. but killing is no fun without a partner. Twist me into what you want it wont be to difficult when I already have the base work done for you. Ghorror