Athena

Friends

I make it to my room and bring the phone to my ear to hear it ring.

"What do you need baby?" I get as an answer making me smile.

"Hey Papi. I'm having a little bit of a problem where I'm staying and even though I would love to get some info myself I thought calling you would make it fun." I tell him and he chuckled.

"You know I love fun." He says his voice getting deep making chills run through my body.

"Well how about you come see me. Bring some clothes, I dont know how long you'll be staying." He agrees and I hang up sending him the address straight away.

I could get the information in a matter of hours if I really wanted but I want to see how long they plan on hidding what ever it is that they have to hide I'm sick of people lying. I grew up around lies, Ally saying she was ok. Me telling people my dad was well or that I was very happy. I'm done with this shit. But then again I'm lying to myself I find the lies make me comfortable, make me feel at home. I enjoy the feeling of lying or being lied at. The idea of people not knowing or people thinking I dont know as I play along. The idea of fooling people make me feel empowered, incontrol, it's the closest I've ever gotten to being and doing what ever I want. But with Vegas, the idea of him lying to me even though he really hasn't, he prefers to just not talk about it instead of lying and that although it doesn't make it worst, it makes me feel powerless.

I pace in my room for what seems like hours but when I check my phone it has only been 30 minutes I see a message that let's me know that my guest is almost here and I rush down to the front door. Passing by the livingroom I see Vegas and Jamie along with Digit talking when they hear my footsteps they turn and look at me my eyes meet with Vegas who has a look of shame and regret in them but I smile back at him excited that I'm gonna have the upper hand for a while or until I figure out what to do with these people.

Jamie's phone rings and I know it's to notify him of a visitor he nods his head listening while his eyes search mine for answers to questions he has yet to voice out and then he replies with a soft let him in. He gets up followed by his friends, or fellow tainted buddies,-but who am I to judge- and makes his way toward the door.

He swings the door open and after a couple of seconds moves out the way allowing me to look at a very good looking black God standing at the door. He as always had a nice keped beard and his arm tattoos on display. His plump limps and light brown eyes call for me his face brakes into a smile and his arms open wide in invitation.

I giggle a little and start to run toward him, he takes a couple of steps toward me and squats a little alowing me to jump up into his arms, his hands go down to grab my thighs holding me up in place and my hands wrap themselves around his neck. I look down at him and kiss him. We start off with little pecks that soon turn into a full on make out section.

I pull away from him and lean my forhead on his breathing heavy.

"Hey papi." I say opening my eyes to look at him.

"Hola, hermosa." He says back making me blush. No matter how many times we go through this I always get the same reaction, his Hispanic accent, the way he rolls his tongue while speaking make me become wet in seconds.

"Dont start with me Ruben." I say slapping his chest making him let out a very manly laugh.

Ruben is a friend from school, he used to be the nerdy black/hispanic kid that felt the obligation of being more then his father, of doing more and making his mother proud. The one that didnt care about friends the one with the glasses and books but also the one that didnt let people give him or me shit. And the only one who really knows me. We dated for a while back in high school but broke up when he went off to college, we always kept in touch. He is 2 years older then me but that didnt really affect our friendship. Now Ruben is some one very important, owner of his own company in wich he helps people track down anyone or anything needed, he tries to stay on the legal side of business but he says the illegal side is much more ecxiting.

"Stop it, you know you love it when I talk spanish. It gets you all hot and bothered." He says while kissing and biting at my neck. I giggle and try to climb of him when I hear someone clear there throat close by. But Ruben dosent allow me to.

"Calmate hermosa, que miren o se vayan pero aun no e terminado de saludarte." (Calm down beautiful let them see or leave but I'm not done greeting you.) He says while resting his face in my neck making me throw my head back and moan softly at the feel of his beard on my skin and his lips softly skimming me neck. The man has me moaning infront of my long lost brother, the guy I might have feelings for in some way and.... well... that's it, it's not like Digit is important.

"Termina de saludarme arriba cuando estemos asolas." (Finish greeting me upstairs when we are alone.) I tell him. After knowing Ruben for a year I decided I two wanted to learn his primary language, to me it sounded romantic back then but now it's something I find hot and a turn on. Ruben sets me down on the floor and helps me fix myself before standing by me and turning to look at the guys.

I clear my throat and lift my head trying to look like I wasnt just thinking about letting Ruben rip my clothe of and do with my body and mind as he pleases. But I'm certain my eyes are giving me away.

"Hey guys, this" I lean in to him and wrap my arms around his torso looking up to find him smirking down at me. "Is my great friend Ruben." I'm sure they can desifer the hidden message in the word great, we are all adults here.

I look back at Jamie and the guys and notice that Vegas looks furious, he looks like his about to rip Ruben or my head of my body and that makes me squirm a little and move to stand slightly behind Ruben, my action catches Vegas attention and his body moves towards me the look on his face changes into one of hurt.

"Athena." He says and extends his hand toward me. But I ignore him no matter how much I want to grab his hand and dive in to that glorious frame of his I dont. I grab Rubens hand and walk him to my room.

It wasn't in my plans to use Ruben to make him jealous. I didnt even know it would but his face and body language makes me feel ecxitment he called to me, he tried to get me to hold his hand and stand by him and although I wanted to so badly I decided against. I'm not gonna let him think we are ok because we aren't and we haven't been. How can some one that isn't in a relationship be in a fight or separated. Theres so much I still dont know but I guess I'm starting to figure it all out.

And by the looks of it its gonna have to be without his help. On my way up the stairs I looked back to see Vegas still standing in the same spot watching me retreat in the direction of my room. His frame stiff, face stoked of all emotion and hands fisted by his side. It hurt me to see him like this but he is the one pushing me away and I'm not one to play games, or let people play games with me, not anymore atleast. Specially ones that I'm not incontrol of.