In the city of Los Santos, where trouble and sex happens every time. All the gangs walk around in every street in their own pack and every hotdog stand near the beach and the fair, while I'm here running around solo and stealing every bank by myself...
I laid there on the bed feeling Ohm rub some cream on my thighs and around my crotch area. It was slightly cold, but it would then heat up which felt good. "Your bum is so red my little rabbit." He chuckled.
"You stay here and I'll bring you some food. Don't you go anywhere." He told me as he put on his shoes and left the room, closing the door behind him.
He let me borrow a shirt of his which was big on me, but I don't care. I like to wear oversized clothing because they are so comfy and warm. Also...WHAT HELL DID I GET MYSELF INTO?!?! I'm not a fucking sex doll! I'm a bisexual human being! I fucking hate my life!
FUCK YOU ALL!!!
I stand up and wince feeling all soar between my legs. "Ow fuck..." I mumbled but walk up to my stuff that were on the floor. I look through the pockets and found my phone which made me smile. The bright screen blinded me as I sat back down on the bed, slowly.
"I hope this bitch answers me." I talked to myself. I dial Jon's number and wait for him to answer. I sat there all tempted, wanting to hear his voice one more time.
Jon - "If you're one of those machine talking assholes, I will personally go over there to your office and burn that place down."
"Jon it's me."
Jon - "EVAN!! Thank god you're okay!"
"Well I am okay, but my ass hurts too. Since when did you get so worried about me?"
Jon - "Well...we just sent you to our nemesis's gang and we didn't know about it until yesterday night."
I stayed quiet while processing all of this.
Jon - "Don't worry Evan, we are thinking of a new plan right now. Oh hold on, the guys say hi."
Jon's background - "IS MY SON OKAY?!"
"Was that Brock?" I asked him with a slight chuckle.
Jon - "Yea...Brock! Jesus calm the fuck down! You're getting too emotional here."
"Say I say hi to him and that I'm okay." I tell him. I hear Jon tell that to Brock and the others which made me smile a bit.
Jon - "So got any evidence of my sister's murderer?"
"There is this guy named Smii7y. He accidentally bust in the room while I was about to get fucked." I tell him as I try to remember last night.
I heard footsteps heading towards the room so I immediately start to panic and say, "I'll call you back."
Jon - "Wai..."
I hang up and hid my phone back in my dirty clothes and pretend to be observing the big room. Not gonna lie, it looked really nice.
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It looked so aesthetic looking with a nice neon sign hanging over the bed which had the word 'Fuck' in cursive.
"I brought your food, sorry that I took longer than I expected. The guys downstairs finished all the food and the orange juice. So I made you breakfast and got you some apple juice." Ohm said with a small smile as I blink my eyes in astonishment.
My mouth started to water just by smelling and seeing the plate of food in his hands. "T-Thank you, I didn't expect you to cook something for me. That's so sweet of you." I said in awe as I walk up to him.
He chuckled softly and handed me the plate. "You can eat here, I'll be heading somewhere to pick up someone really important." He said as he wrapped his arms around my waist from behind my back and then pressed his face against my neck, giving it a strong sniff.
"You smell so good." He purred but then moved his face away giving my cheek a small peck. "I'll be back my little bunny." He whispered as he walked out leaving me here with a red expression.
"What the fuck..."
I try my best to ignore what just happened by sitting down and starting to eat by myself without interruptions. Well that's what I thought when the door busy open revealing the Smii7y guy with the camera that Ohm let him borrowed.
"Hey there you Asian looking bitch. Sorry that I interrupted your special moment in the night." He said with a chuckle as he hanged the camera.
"What's your name?" He asked me with a slight smirk as I just sat there with my legs crossed trying to cover my penis with this oversized shirt.
"E-Evan..." I stuttered out.
"It actually suits you. By the way, you seem familiar. Have we met before?" He asked me as he sat in front of me on the floor. "I'm no...not that I remember." I mumbled as I chewed on the crunchy bacon. "Hmm..." he squint his eyes and then poked my cheek which weirded me out.
"Um what are you doing?" I asked him.
"Just checking. Your cheeks looked so squishy and soft looking." He said with a slight chuckle, but then we got silent when a loud crash was heard downstairs.
"GOD FUCKING DAMMIT!! JOHN!!" Smii7y yelled out as he got up and stomped out the room closing the door behind him. I chuckled as I heard them arguing.
Once I finished eating and drinking my apple juice, I sat there staring out the window seeing the bright sun slowly rising up on the blue sky. The birds flying high. It was quite calming just by seeing all of this.
Then the door opened revealing Ohm with a hooded guy. They laughed a bit until they both see me sitting there.
"My my such beauty. Its a pleasure to finally meet you in person mister Evan." The hooded man greeted me as he walked over to me and grabbed my hand softly, giving it a slight kiss as if I was royalty.
Ohm closed the door with a small on his face until that smile turned into a creepy wide smirk as he placed the chair against the door.
