Fight Code

FC 27

    “Because father was taken. Why do you care, they do just fine with me.” Ha they did the best with her.
    “Because I don’t want them to hurt my baby sister that’s why, Their dangerous”
    “You keep saying that, but you never tell me why their dangerous?”
    “Unlike other guys, they have the means to do some real damage.”
    “Are you kidding me right now? Look Craig I’ve been with dangerous men before, or have you forgotten. I’ve done everything in my power, to stay way from men like him. So why would you think I would put myself in that spot again?” Wait who hurt her! Owen looked at Van who shrugged, as far as he knew it wasn’t much more then what Owen new.


    “I don’t and yes I remember. But this is different. If your involved with them, they could do more then break your heart.”
    “Craig my heart has been broken before, she’s is practically held on by super glue and duck tape. So don’t go preaching to me about broken hearts.” The brothers didn’t like any of that, she shouldn’t have to feel guarded around them. They had no intention of hurting her, no would they lay a hand on her if she said not to.

    “Please Riae, once father gets an opening pass the twins to him. Let him deal with their training, you focus on other things”  The room went pin drip silent, before the sound of crackling had the brother peaking out the slits of the door. God this felt like when they were five, sneaking around where they shouldn’t of been. Only this time it was personal, she was breaking before their very eyes. And if they wanted to keep her, they couldn’t do anything but watch. Twisting her body, before growling at him she thinned her eyes out.

    “You listen to me. I have worked my ass off to get the respect from those two, and it wasn’t easy let me tell you. But I will not just hand them off like a piece of trash, I don’t need anymore. I will not do that for a few reasons, one being they have the potential to go all the way. Two because I am not so low as to try and gain something off a fighter to make my rep go up. If father gets an opening, and they see fit to leave to him then that’s their choice. BUT don’t you dare tell me to focus on other things, when you really mean to push papers all day.”

If they had been females, they might have been crying or awwing in affection. She was standing up for them, praising them and giving them the upper hand over her brothers. Supporting them in saying they would go all the way, was enough to make them crave her more.

    “But Riae” He gasps, looking like a hit deer.
    “No buts Craig, and another thing” Sticking her finger into his face. Oh good lord she wasn’t done with his sorry excuse for an ass.   

    “If I want to sleep with them, I so god damn will, I will ride those two like fucking stallions till I can’t walk straight. And you and our brothers will support me, because WERE FAMILY. Do..I ..make….myself …clear?” Sucking in air quietly, their eyes rolled to the back of their heads. Better then perfect, she was pushing her luck if she thought they were going to stay in this closet much longer with words like stallions being tossed around.

Her brother took a few seconds to compose himself, before apologizing once more taking his leave. Hearing her walk down the hall, she flung the door open. It was to much for them, as Owen crashed his lips first into her. Van grabbing her body kissing all over, making her legs buckle. Moving her to the bed, continuing their love attack on her. Laughing a little they paused looking at Riae, her eyes were closed as she laughed.

    “Guys you’re the best. But I need to get my bags packed and I need dinner” Cupping each of their faces. Always simple and to the point she was, as she got up grabbing the fallen bag.
    “Dinner?” Van asked, looking at her as they both shifted to a sit on her bed.

    “I was going to make something” She replied, tapping her finger to her lips. Walking to a long dresser, grabbing socks and a few bras. Owen dipped his fingers into the black duffle, pulling out a bright red bra. Van hummed surely she was going to show them what that looked like on her.
    “Guys stop messing around” Snatching the bra, dropping it back into the bag. Walking into the closet she came back out with a few shirts, folding them nicely into the bag.
    “Why so much?” Van asked.