Gang Ties

Wild Things

I've managed to set myself into a routine here. Christmas is coming up and the time passing by just makes me miss my family more and more. My family's reached out, worried and concerned about my well being after the shit Adam told them, of course. I was told not to contact them, not until I could be fully trusted, but I texted a simple 'I'm okay, don't worry' anyways. Jamal's reached out too, also concerned about my well being, I was told with the utmost authority, Reid, not to text him- but with all the confusion with my feelings right now I wouldn't be able to bring myself to text him anyways.

Reid and I have been on our usual casual flirtiness, I think the housemates are starting to notice, but I don't care. I haven't kissed him. But ever since the club it's died down a bit, Jessie told me business starts to boom this time of year, causing Reid more problems and distention in the ranks, so he distances himself from everyone, including me; and I know plain as day that it hurts a little.

It's two in the morning and Camilla, Laurie, Rico, Jessie, and I are up playing just dance; Mikey's in his own corner of the bedroom sparing.

I don't know how, but Jessie cheats, he keeps getting 'Perfect' while the rest of us get 'Good' and 'Ok'.

"You're such a cheater." I called out to Jessie trying to keep up with my salsa dancer.

"You don't need to cheat when you have talent, Clairebear." Jessie shot back, perfectly matching his dancer on the screen.

I rolled my eyes at Jessie's mockery of my suckiness. I threw the controller to Laurie and she jumped in, she's really competitive.

I walked towards the edge of Jessie's bed where all the snacks were located and found myself frustrated at the empty tray.

"Snack requests?" I asked picking up the tray.

"Granola and Trail Mix." Mikey says throwing a roundhouse kick, followed by a left jab.

"Fruit snacks- OH, and some apples and caramel!" Camilla gushed organizing her switchblades from largest to smallest while waiting for her turn to dance.

"Water." Laurie and Jessie said in unison following the characters on the screen, shiming their chests at each other.

I shook my head while taking the tray and exiting the room.

I walked downstairs and I was immediately met with the pleasuring sounds of a female from the dining room. During my first weeks in this house I've learned to mind my business when matters don't directly involve me, some closer gang members come to the mansion for business and to do God knows what, so it's none of my business- I've had enough scaring visions for a lifetime.

I walked into the kitchen and stacked all of the requested snacks on the tray, adding whipped cream and strawberries for myself, along with a few refreshments other than water.

The moans and giggles became obnoxious and vulgar, like they were calling for my attention, like a certain moan I'd heard before. I finished aesthetically stacking the tray and peaked my head around the corner, into the threshold of the dining room, and lo and be-fucking-hold.

Reid sat in the furthest dining chair, the first three buttons of his shirt unbuttoned as he cocked his head in the air in unimpressed euphoria. Charlotte kneeled in front of him, topless and in a electric pink thong, her head bobbing to the beat of her own drum, up and down up and down up and down, right on Reid's dick.

I could feel the disgust forming on my face, the slight pain welling up inside of me.

"Prostitution must be in style this time of year ." I said, leaning on the doorway of the dining room, Reid didn't even have to face me to tell that the voice was mine; the exasperation showing through his closed eyes, Charlotte stopped her work and slowly stood up; wiping the corners of her mouth, smiling at me. Her perky tits moved with her proud movements as Reid buttoned his shirt.