Loving the Bad

chapter 16

Becca's P.O.V

     The moment I released on to Marcia's tongue Anthony barged through the door. I didn't even hear him knock because of the music.

Fuck. My. Life.

     "Becca?!? What the fuck are you doing?!?" I heard Anthony yelling.

     I jumped up and out of the bed and grabbed a throw blanket to wrap my body in. "Anthony please just listen to me. I don't wanna talk about this here so how about ... Can you take me home please?"

     "I brought Chris so I'll have to take him home first.." I could hear the disappointment in his voice.

     "Can you close the door so I can get dressed?"

     He stepped out and closed the door behind him. I let out a deep breath, turned around and came face to face with Marcia still naked.

     "Shit I'm sorry Becca," she sat on the bed putting her head in her hands. "I fucked up-"

     "Don't fucking say that shit," I snapped while putting my crop top on and not even bothering putting a bra on. "Clearly you wanted this so don't act like now you regret it. You're just sad cuz we got caught by Anthony. It'll be okay. Well talk tomorrow." I put on my shorts, grabbed my purse and kissed her on the forehead. And yes... I purposely left my bra behind. FOR AN IMPORTANT REASON.

     I walked out of the room. Anthony was nowhere in sight. After the events that just took place upstairs, my buzz was completely gone. I walked into the kitchen grabbed a solo cup and filled it with pure vodka. My go to drink.

     "Hey where you been?" I turned around and saw Chris standing by the kitchen counter.

     I took a deep breath. "Upstairs."

     "You okay? You wanna talk?"

     "I'm kinda in trouble with your brother and we aren't even a couple but he asked me to be his girlfriend, earlier this week, but I told him I need time to think about it."

     "Lemme guess.. you fucked another guy."

     I let out a sad laugh and took a chug of my drink "Ha, not a guy."

     He gave me a confused look before his eyes widened. "Oh"

     "I don't even know why he's mad. I mean I kinda understand but it's not that big of a deal to me. I mean he'd have a right to be mad if I said yes to being his girlfriend. I think he's just a little jealous."

     "Well if I may add, he's been acting different lately. Like within the past couple weeks. He's not as wild, he doesn't wanna go out on the town with me or do anything fun.. and now I know the reason. You."

     I chugged the rest of my drink. I felt a presence behind me.

     "K ready to go? I am." Anthony definitely had a bitchy attitude.

     "Bruh are you kidding it's only 1 a.m. and I haven't got my dick wet." Chris whined.

     I gave Chris this disgusted look. He truly was nasty as fuck.

     "I know someone who wants to fuck." I spoke up. Marcia was the first person who popped into my head.

     "Really? Who?" He seemed happy like a child on Christmas.

     "Follow me. Anthony wait here." I walked upstairs to her bedroom and knocked on the door then opened it. Marcia was sitting on the edge of her bed crying in her oversized tee shirt.

     "Marcia? Someone wants to talk to you." I turned to Chris and winked at him.

     "I'm going home but let's hang out on Sunday." She nodded her head. She seemed a little more cheerful now that Chris was in the room with her.

     I walked out of the room and back to Anthony in the kitchen.

     "Ready now?" At least his bitchiness had tamed down a little bit. I nodded then headed out the front door and towards his car.

3 a.m.

     "So why?" We sat in my bedroom smoking a blunt and Anthony was mad about the situation. I've explained it probably ten times since we've been home.

     "I'll explain it one more time," I took a deep breath before continuing.

     "Marcia was emotional about Liam and was getting mixed emotions from him even though she wants a relationship but he doesn't. She thought Chris was cute. He was flirting with her so she came to me about the  and I told her if Liam isn't serious about them being together then she needs to move on and she doesn't need a man to be happy.. then she kissed me and said she'd never been with a female and wanted to know what it was like."

     He nodded his head. "So then you fucked?"

     "Pretty much, but in all honesty for someone who "didn't know what they were doing" she was lying..." I slurred my words still feeling a little tipsy but now high.

     "So we're allowed to fuck other people?" Now he was mad again.

Damn it I thought he finally calmed down

Fuck you Becca your a stupid bitchhh

     "If you fucked someone of the same sex I'd be okay with it. But, someone of the opposite sex.. hell no."

     "Yeah okay I'm pretty sure if I did you'd still be pissed."

     "Anthony it was the alcohol and I was high I'm sorry. I was trying to be there for my best friend at a time of need." I stood up and walked to the bathroom and proceeded to scrub my makeup off my face.

     I felt a strong pair of hands wrap around my waist while I stood over the edge of the sink. "If it happens again there will be consequences to you and whoever your in bed with. Your mine. And I hate sharing." He moved one hand to my ass and gripped it as hard as he could. I let out a small squeal.

     "Whatever you say." I said breathlessly.

     "Call me daddy and you'll be forgiven." His deep voice turned me on even though I knew he was still somewhat mad at me.

     "Yes daddy." I moaned a little bit hoping it'd turn him on enough to forgive all all of my mistakes.

     "Forgiven." He leaned me over that way my face was on the counter and proceeded to pull down my pants.

Marcia's P.O.V

     "Damn Chris." We laid in bed staring at the ceiling once we finished.

     "Yeah, you weren't so bad yourself."

     Things were kinda weird between us since he was basically a stranger to me. I didn't wanna seem like a bitch and kick him out but Anthony drove him here so that wasn't an option.

     "You hungry?" I offered, hoping maybe if I went downstairs it would make things a little less akward.

     "Yeah, for 2nd's of you and a grilled cheese." He smiled, even though it was dark I could still see his glowing white smile. I laughed and stood up out of bed. I put on a oversized tee and a fresh pair of panties and headed downstairs.

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