We arrive back at Triggers house, slightly out of breath from the speed walk we just endured.
Trigger and Smallz quickly took off their bloodstained shirts and tossed them in the wash.'Why did you do that Trigger' I whimpered. The clear disapproval echoed in my voice.
'Shut up. Don't speak of it again alright?' He snapped.
Of course, I wasn't planning on speaking about what I just witnessed to anyone. I still felt sick to my stomach although I lived in a rough area and acted confident and bitchy I was far from it. I learned over the years to survive in this area you have to fit in and fitting in meant smoking, drinking, sleeping around and being around drugs and violence a lot especially with Sanchez as a brother.
In my ideal world, I would live in a nice quiet neighborhood not too far from the city but far enough I didn't have to be around the violence and gangs but this isn't my ideal world it's my reality.
My thoughts were interrupted by the sounds of Tamara and Princess walking in.'What's going on here' Tamara questioned.
How did I forget Trigger and Smallz are topless with me in a house alone. I'm sure from the outside it looks like some weird threesome about to happen.'Oh I opened a bottle of coke and it fizzed all over Trigger and Smallz' I reply feeling Triggers eyes pierce into my soul.
Once he hears my reply his expression softens and he has a 'thank you' look on his face.'Oh okay,' Tamara unconvincingly replies.
'We're going to my room, you coming' she says meaning her and Princess.
'Nah I need her for a minute in my room' Trigger replies for me.
'I'll come after' I assure Princess and Tamara.
With that, they walk upstairs.
'Smallz you can leave bro, I'll bell you later' Trigger says looking at Smallz.
He wasn't asking him, he was telling him to leave. Not wanting to question him Smallz obliged and left quickly.Trigger led me upstairs to his small smashed up bedroom that I was all too familiar with.
'What do you want' I ask him looking down at the floor.
'If the fedz (police) find out anything we gotta pin it on Smallz alright' He said almost pleading with me.
My mouth was slightly open in disbelief. First I witnessed him stabbing someone making me a potential accessory to murder and now he wants me to lie for him. I didn't want to. I really didn't want to but I knew I had no choice. You don't question or go against people like Trigger if I did I would end up slumped on the floor like the chicken shop worker and I didn't want that. I simply nod to show I agree with him not able to say the actual words myself. 'Good' he smiled as he walked slowly over to me.He pulled me to him and bit my neck lightly whilst running his hands down to my ass.
'What are you doing' I questioned trying not to sound bothered by his breath on my neck.
'We've both had a long day, I think we could use a distraction' he smiled whilst running his hand up my skirt. The last thing on my mind was sex after the day I had just endured but I also didn't want to make Triggers mood anymore sour than it already was.
I gave him the best fake smile I could muster and pressed my lips against his trying to erase the image of him stabbing a practically innocent man moments ago.
Triggers kiss was cold and rushed. He wasn't a very affectionate person so we never really kissed when having sex nor was it passionate.
I pulled his shirt over his head and run my hands down his abs avoiding the scars from previous knife wombs until I reached his tracksuit bottoms.
I slipped my hand down and felt his length over his boxers. He was a decent size not massive but not small either. I suppose average was the best way to describe him.
He pulled down his tracksuit and boxers and mouthed the word (head) to me.
I hated giving 'head' and I hated the word 'head' it sounds nothing like blowjob.
I knew if I made him cum then I wouldn't need to have sex and fake an orgasm something his never actually achieved.
I get down on my knees and take his piece in my hand. I lick the length before taking as much as I can, moving in and out of my mouth whilst using my hand to add pressure. Closing my eyes helped with the gagging and it wasn't long before I felt the warm liquid flow into my mouth.
I pulled away and instantly ran to the bathroom to spit it out. When I returned Trigger was sitting on his bed texting on his phone.
'You should go see Tam and Princess' he said not even bothering to look at me.
I hated that I let him treat me like an object time and time again but couldn't stop loving him. At least what I knew loving someone to be.
I rolled my eyes and left his room trying to contain my anger.I walked into Tamara's room to the sight of her and Princess gossiping on the bed.
They both stopped talking when they saw me and smiled.
'How was it' Princess beamed.
'How was what' I asked confusingly
'Sex with Trigger' she smiled.
'Leave the details out' Tamara begged.
'We didn't have sex. I'm pretty sure you'd hear me if I did. Your brothers not that bad Tamara' I joked.
'So what were you guys doing then?' Tamara questioned.
'Just making plans anyway don't you usually see Sanchez after school Princess?' I said.
They seemed to ignore my desperate attempt to change the topic and the conversation soon switched to Princess and Sanchez.
'Sanchez is taking me out for dinner on Saturday, it's our 1 year anniversary' Princess smiled.
I was happy for Princess and my brother if not a little jealous. It pained me that him and Trigger were doing the same things and involved in the gang life yet Sanchez loved Princess and would do anything for her. He spoilt her and respected her which was far from how Trigger treated me.
My thoughts were interrupted by Tamara's voice repeating my name.
'Huh?' I said being brought back to reality.
'I said are you coming to the block party on Saturday' Tamara said.
'Oh, yeah obviously'. I replied.
My phone started buzzing a quick look on my screen revealed my mum's name.
'I've got to take this' I said getting on from the bed and walking out the room.'Hello, mum'. I said holding the phone to my ear.
My mum sounded nervous and rushed like she was hiding something as she spoke to me, telling me she needs me to come home because she has something important to tell me and Sanchez.
I hung up the phone and said bye to Princess and Tamara before making my way downstairs trying to figure out what my mum could be hiding.
'Aye Miami' I heard a familiar voice call.
I turned around and seen Trigger walking down the stairs to me.
'Where are you going' He questioned as he stood in front of me.
'Home' I replied bluntly.
'Let me walk you then it's late' he said running his tongue over his lip then smiling.
'Alright come on then' I smiled.
As we walked to my house I couldn't help but wonder what my life would be like if Trigger was this thoughtful and nice all the time. We got along when he wasn't showing off in front of his friends or in one of his weird moods. I bet we would actually make a cute little couple if he was this Trigger all the time.
My thoughts were short-lived by the arrival of my door.
I go to open the door only for it to open first. Sanchez is stood there looking as pissed off as ever by the sight of me and Trigger.
He pushes me away from the door and slams it behind him. I was fixed on the spot knowing something was about to go down with him and Trigger. Unable to move I took a deep breath and watched and Sanchez opened his mouth.
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The Hood Guy and The Good Guy
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