Loyal

Chapter 50

Vera's POV

It's hard to figure out how to use Colin's brand new dvd player at first, but after I find the play button the TV automatically turns on. 

The screen is black, and there is laughter. A woman's laughter, surrounded by loud music. 

            "Colin! Colin," a shrill voice squeals. The screen comes into focus with a bit of white noise showing the outline of a strong lean muscular back. Colin turns around to face the camera, his body is every bit as beautiful as I know it to be, except he doesn't have as many tattoos. His face is youthful, with less facial hair. Looking up seductively to the camera, he laughs as he plays with the belt of his jeans. He's wearing a hard hat, clearly posing as a construction worker. He takes off his tool belt, playfully pouting at the camera. What is this?

            "Awww, come on baby, show me what you got," the female voice says. Goosebumps erupt across my neck, something tells me to shut off the tv but I can't. I can't.

Colin sits on the bed, surrounded by discarded plastic red cups and empty beer bottles. He lifts up a bong, lighting it up for a high. The camera quickly turns to face two young girls, one of them is filming.

            "We are wasted as fuck, and so is Colin, but it's okaaaayyyy, it's Halloweeeen!" she drawls, her black curly hair dancing around her makeup smeared face. Both of the girls are dressed up as cats, the camera revealing them only wearing black studded bras and cat ears. From the waist down they are completely naked besides stilleto heels. They both laugh and the camera lifts as the girl filming walks over to Colin. She pushes him down onto the bed, straddling him, one of her hands running down the front of his chest as she holds the camera with the other.

            "Hey big dadddddy," she slurs. Colin blows smoke from his mouth, his eyes bloodshot. "Want some of the candy?" she asks. Colin laughs, nodding his head, his hard hat falling off. A feminine hand comes into view as she drops a blue pill into Colin's mouth. He shuts his eyes, convulsing for a moment, shaking his head from side to side.

                        "Yesss!" He exclaims, his eyes rolling back for a second. "That's my shit!" he snaps, reaching up for the girl with the camera. She lets out a long loud moan as Colin reaches for her. The camera moves around as she passes it to the other girl. 

            "These two are fuckin' freaks, look at this shit!" she exclaims. The camera is in motion again and Colin and the other girl are in view. The girl who is now filming is giggling as she captures the scene in front of her. Colin's pants are down; he stands up against the bed as the girl with dancing curls puts her mouth around his hard pulsing member. The camera closes in on her, moving her large red lips up and down, massaging him with one hand. She rolls her eyes back, moaning as she sucks him.

            "Fuck, do it, do it," Colin's voice is in the background, trembling at the girl and her mouth. "Yeah, right there, awww fuck." The camera moves back so they both can be seen again. Colin pulls her up, grasping onto her hair, his eyes bloodshot, as he throws her onto the bed. The girl holding the camera giggles once more.

            As soon as the girl is on the bed, Colin rams into her, pulling her hair as he does. The headboard of the bed bangs against the wall, her screams filling the room along with the music playing. His back is arched over, muscles tensing as he moves, stroking hard and sure.

            The girl filming turns the camera towards herself, making a pouty face, puckering her plump pink lips. "I want to get fucked too," she says in a whiney voice.

            "Come and get it," Colin says. The camera is back on Colin as he strokes, moving slower now. The girl filming holds a can of whipped cream in front of the camera.

                        "I'll only come and get it if you eat this off my pussy big daddy."

Colin turns to face the camera.

            "Hey!" he exclaims. His eyes narrow as he points a finger to the camera. "Bitch, are you filming?" He snaps.

                        "Yeah, big daddy. Is that okay?"

            He laughs, reaching for a blunt that has been burning on an ashtray on a nightstand beside the bed. He takes a quick hit and puts it back.

            "Just come and let me get that pussy," he says smugly. The camera is in motion again, and when it comes back into focus, the girl who had been filming is now lying on the bed with Colin. The girls have switched places. He smacks her butt, bending down to bite her hip.

                        "Owww Colin! That hurts!"

            "Shut the fuck up and take it!"

            Colin looks to the Camera, pouring whipped cream into his mouth seductively. The girl lying in front of him kicks her legs, impatiently waiting for his mouth. Colin licks his lips, winking at the camera before pushing the whipped cream nozzle, covering the girl's area in whipped cream.

        "You know how many other bitches have gotten this dick?" 

A loud slam interrupts their sex show, and a young man comes into view. 

"The fuck you doing here?" Colin shoves the girl off him and onto the bed, she nearly falls off on the other side. 

"Man, that's my girl!" The opposing guy is a foot shorter than Colin, but stalkier and more muscular. Colin stands up slowly, a smirk playing on his lips. 

"Aww my bad dude. You know how these bitches are," he's slurring now, obviously off balance. The guy lunges for Colin, but in his stupor somehow Colin is still the agile athlete he is on the field. He moves quickly out of the way, leaving the other guy to fall on the bed. Colin reaches for a beer bottle on the ground, picking it up and aiming to swing. 

Of course, he doesn't miss. 

"PLEASE STOP!!!" The girls are screaming now, the camera falls to the ground. Colin's feet are visible at the side of the bed, and the screams are audible. The girls screaming, the man yelling, and then

Black. 

The screen goes black after I press stop. I can't take anymore. The wooden floor is cool beneath my legs, sending a child deep into me. 

My body is numb. I can't feel anything.

Lauren's words play back in my mind, like a quote from a movie that everyone remembers. You don't know this damn game. You haven't been here long enough. I know it seems like Colin loves you now, but that's fuckin fleeting. In a few months you'll be back on the street, like all them other girls.

I take the dvd out of the dvd player, place it back into the case and lay it in the middle of the floor. I feel like I'm outside of myself, watching my actions from some far off distant place. Tears are at the edges of my eyes, I can feel them, but I try to hold them back at least until I'm out of this damn apartment. 

I look down at my hand, my ring. My damn engagement ring. Shit.

Slipping it off, I place it on the cover of the dvd case, leaving the sex tape, the ring, and Colin Kaepernick behind me.