Pills In a Bottle

**Cleopatra & Caesar

Derrick handed Charity fishnet stockings, and she visibly cringed at the sight . She was no whore, nor hooker! She didn't run away to be treated like this. To be treated like she's not even a person. She was looking for a family , and if Derrick and this gang wouldn't annty up the position, then she's gone. But, definitely not back to Rochelle. Gosh, no! May be she'll check into nice homeless shelter, and get a job . Finally having enough courage to say something , Charity rose her head and met the intense, confused gaze of Derrick. Which made her jump.

Apparently, Charity's internal thoughts weren't so "internal" after all. Out of frustration she loudly, mumbled them all . And with Derrick not even a foot away from her heard her entire rant. He hand a strong hand pressed against her ankle, as her leg rested in his lap.

"So," he smirked, "you're nervous . It's perfectly normal. Usually when someone disobeys me, I slice their throat ." He said coolly . Which made Charity clutch her neck. "No, no! Non ti preoccupare, dolcezza! Don't worry sweetness! You're different . " he licked his lips. "You can do whatever you want. "

Charity visibly rested, and drop her hand. "So, you're not angry?" He shook his head "no". "Woo, you don't even understand how terrified I was." She laughed to play off her voice shaking. "I thought, you-you were going actually make me do it! " she went on a laughing rant , but instead of getting irritated, like he would do with anyone else, Derrick sat back in awe of the image before him. Charity's bright smile, perfect jaw bones, and contagious laugh was enough to give anyone an instant high. Then, the memory of her beneath him crept into his dirty little mind. Her sweet moans, and how her eyes lit up when she was in ecstasy .

"Boss." A deep voice interrupted his thought, and made his face drop. Derrick turned around, and sucked his teeth when he saw the face of the chubby man. "Are we going or not? And why isn't she dressed?" James gestured toward Charity using the butt of his piece. Charity gawked in horror of the sight of the weapons. James had a large gun over his shoulders, with a pair of brass knuckles on each hand. While Jayden had a visible pocket knife, a few guns himself , and a long rope tossed over his right shoulder.

"I'm, I'm sorry. I thought I was the leader of this gang." Derrick corrected harshly.

"Damn, Derrick. Of course you are, man. I wasn't saying-"

"Then it's best you don't question me, Cagna! We're not going after, Nick! At least not using Charity. My lady doesn't have to do what she doesn't want to. Got it?" Derrick belittled the extremely large man .

Jayden extinguished the cigarette in his mouth, then left the scene with a sigh. James nodded, then Derrick shooed him away.

As Jayden and James pondered what was happening to their leader.

"I'm sorry you had to see me blow up like that, Mi dolce. Usually I'm cool , until that obese pig starts opening his damn mouth!" Derrick cursed. Charity opened her mouth to protest, but decided not to. She didn't want to fall out his good graces. She shuttered at the thought of what might happened if she did. But, she smiled deviously at the thought of what might happened if she stayed. If she seduced him just the right way, who knows what he might give to her . Hell, Cleopatra was given damn Egypt for her great use of seduction.

He grabbed her hands in his, "If there is anything you want, anything at all. " he placed a soft kiss on her hand, " Don't hesitate to ask." Racking her mind for something simple to ask him for, to test her power over him. "Well," she leaned forward rubbing his lap, dangerously close to his stiff member. " I would like a tv in the room." She internally shrugged. She honestly couldn't careless about a tv.

Derrick pouted his lips, and nodded slowly. "As you wish, bella. " he gave his girlfriend a sweet smile, before exiting the room.

Derrick strutted down the hall, then opened the door labeled "Jayden". He flung open the door, startling his friend. "Jay, get up, fool. We're going on a run."

"Huh? I thought we weren't going after Nicholas." Jayden questioned.

"We're not. Just c'mon! Bring your crowbar, a Louie, and maybe a small 22." Jayden nodded at his demand.

Derrick huffed, as he walked a little further. He absolutely resented going into James' room. It wasn't that he didn't care for him. He did. But, James was such an ass! He was always undermining his authority , and he hated that!

"C'mon !" Was all Derrick said before he turned to leave.

"W-w-wait, where are we going? I thought we weren't going-."

"And we ain't !" Derrick snapped, "For God sakes, would you just do what I tell you once ! Damn! You should be lucky I let your broke, orphan ass in the gang! Get off your ass, and get ready to go! " He slammed the door, and stomped downstairs. Choosing what car he wanted, and he went with his all black jeep. He was livid, as he tapped his foot waiting for his crew.

****

Charity was all alone, in this enormous house. With nothing but her thoughts to accompany her. The boys had been gone for over an hour. To pass the time she acquired a list if some of things she would ask Derrick.

Things From Derrick;

1. Teach me Italian .

2. Date Night

3. Know boys background .

4. More girl members to the gang.

5. Teach me how to shoot.

6. Ask to come on a run.

7. Kidnap Mya

Here hands trembled at the slip of paper . She was terrified to ask D. for anything on it. But, she had to give it a try. If she was going to be in a gang, she had to do the unthinkable. The one about Mya really wracked her mind. She missed her niece terribly, how would she be doing with the she-devil of a mother, and Psychopath as a father.

"Oh my gosh, Mya!" She remembered her promise to visit her every night. Stuffing the list under her mattress ,she raced out the house , not bothering to lock up.

***

"Mya...Mya.." Charity loudly whispered , sticking her head into the pink, unicorn filled room . She grinned widely when she saw a figure sitting in Mya's rocking chair. "Mya." She walked, closer and closer as the image became more vivid . Her smiled faded when noticed that it wasn't Mya in her chair.

"Where have you been, Char'?" Charity's mouth was slightly opened, as she stared in awe at the person in the pink seat. Then her awe turned into anger. She never planned to that face again. His dark , carmel skin, his brown eyes, and his hair which is normally in a large Afro was now in a curly pony-tail. He held a sleeping, Mya on his chest.

"Why are you here, Jacob?"

**Picture of Jayden on the side.