🐺 Geist Ackerman 🐺
I let out a hiss, turning my head back to look at Elias. “Why the hell are you here?” I asked with a cold glare. Ricky let out a low chuckle while walking towards me. “Fluffy was his name? That boy.. Was.. Something.”
A smirk played at his lips. “Too bad you had to let him go.” He shook his head in disapproval. “I thought you would know better than that.” My ears lowered, I slowly pulled away from my sleeping cousin and stood up. “Fuck off. Fluffy is dead to me, he’s done, he’s gone.” Ricky let out a sigh and walked towards the door. “Good luck with the court case.” He said before walking out the door, proceeding to slam it behind him. I let out a low growl. Whatever. Elias isn't going back to them.. That's what I know. For sure.
I walked over to the door and locked it, letting out a sigh as I look over at Elias. He can't go back to his parents. He just.. can't..
Elias laid in the dark corner of his bedroom, letting out small whimpers as his parents yelled. “YOU DON'T HAVE THE FUCKING RIGHT TO-” LG screamed before he was interrupted by his husband. “SHUT THE FUCK UP ASSHOLE!” The argument escalated until a slap echoed across the house. Everything went quiet. I stared in horror, LG just watched as his husband fell to the floor. I ran over to Elias, picking up the shaking five year old and fleeing from the scene.
That's when I made a promise.
A promise I would not break.
Elias won't ever go back.
I shivered at the memory and looked up at the ceiling. Well I guess this is the last chance Elias will ever get for a good childhood.
I woke up the next morning in my bedroom. I let out a sigh and rolled onto my side. I was seriously up for a drink today. But I don't have anyone to take care of Elias. Whatever I’ll see what to do. I sat up and stared at myself in the mirror across the room. Shirtless, messy hair, dim blue eyes. Not changing shit today. I ran my hand through my hair and stood up, my legs were sore. I shook my head and walked to the restroom. A small figure perked up behind me, nearly giving me a heart attack. “What the hell- Jesus Christ! Elias you scared the shit outta me!”
Elias smacked a grin onto his lips and let out a soft giggle. “Geisty! Hikari’s here!”
“Hikari..? Why?”
“He said he wanted to talk about the case.”
I picked up my toothbrush and put some toothpaste onto it. I slid the black colored brush into my mouth and moved it against my teeth. Jesus my mouth tasted awful. “Tell him not today..” I said through a mouthful of spit. “But he needs information about it and stuff..” The ten year old said behind me, brushing his slim fingers across my muscled back. I spit the contents of my mouth into the sink while rinsing off my toothbrush. I poured a bit of mouthwash into a small capsule.
I sighed and poured the blue liquid into my mouth. The sharp mint taste overpowered everything else. I sloshed it around and spit it into the sink. “Fine.. Tell him I'll be there in a few..” The short ten year old nodded and scampered down the stairs. I wiped my face and groaned. God I hate my life.
🐱Fluffy Renos🐱
I laced my fingers in some brunette’s hair, softly grinding into his hard cock. “Mnh..” He groaned. To be completely honest, I've never had sex. Ever. Sadly I'm still a virgin Mary. But.. No one needed to know that. Once the song came to an end I pulled away from the stranger in a chair. He groaned and threw his head back. “One more dance baby.” I let out a sigh but smacked a fake smile onto my lips. “Of course..” I reached out my hand, he placed five ten dollar bills in my hand, I stuffed them in my panties and sat back onto his lap.
After my shift was over I was practically dry humped against my will. Although I got my pay. That was all I needed. As I got changed in the back I felt a stare from the door. I turned to look and of course, my boss. “What?” I asked irritated. He reached out his hand. “...Right..” I grabbed my money and separated two hundred dollars and gave them to Teddy. “You get most of the money, it's only two hundred a week.” He said in that god awful cocky voice. “Two hundred from how many? Twenty five strippers? You get your worth Teddy.” I placed the dirty uniform in a basket that laid in the corner. I piled up the rest on my money into my bag and swung it over my shoulder.
“Of course I do. But you all make more money than I ever could.” Teddy said in his lovely sarcastic voice. “Can I just go?” I complain looking up at the hot blond asshole of a male. “Mhm.” Teddy stepped away from the door, leaving me space to get through. “After you.” I squirmed past him and walked to the front.
I looked out the window and thank god Ryan was there. I ran out of the club and slid into the seat next to Ryan, shutting the door behind me. “Rough day?” He asked sympathetically. I nodded my head and slumped my shoulders, resting my head against the dashboard. “Geist and I are no more. So.. It'd be nice if you didn't mention him.” I didn't get to see Ryan’s face but the small gasp that escaped his lips was enough for me to make out his emotions.
“I'm so sorry!” I slowly shook my head. “It's okay. Can you take me to the bank please..?” I asked, desperation clearly heard in my voice. “Of course!” He started up his car quickly. I caught Ryan glance at me as we started to go. God this day was awful.. I just wanted it to end..
As we got to the bank if was clearly closed. It was three in the morning. No one on their right mind would want to be working at this time. We drove up to the ATM. “Here. Let me do it.” Ryan stated reaching for my bag, he picked up the money and deposited it into my account. “Thank you..” My voice came out croaked and quiet. I just realized, I was crying.
Finally! An update! *quiet cheer* Sorry for the long wait. Writers block got the best of me. Hope you all enjoyed this chapter! Next one will come next week! Love you all!! 😙
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