Secrets out

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   "Fuck, Just like that papi!" I yell out and throw my head on the pillow letting the blissful feeling of pleasure course threw my body. My eyes are close my lips slightly parted and Ruben is in no way or form letting me move, not that I'm really trying to get out from under him. I can here his grunts and heavy breathing but I'm focused on me and what I'm felling. Laying on my stomach I can feel the way his fingers dig into my back muscles while his hands slide up and down in a rhythmic motion that is keeping me from losing my composure and stumping out of my room to curse the hell out of Vegas.

  "Shit Lana, this feels wrong." Ruben says while his movements get a little messy making me sigh out knowing his not gonna keep going now.

"What feels wrong? The fact that you're giving me a massage or the fact that we are investigating my brother?" I ask wiggling a little to see if I can get his hands to move again.

"Your brother, I feel like his hidding more than you think and the fact that we cant find it is keeping me on edge Lana. Who is he and why cant we get info on him? Most importantly what did he do from the time he left till now?" That's exactly what has been eating me up too, why cant I find anything on him.

"I know what you mean, but I dont want to give up just yet." I say and turn over after Ruben got of me and layed next to me on the bed.

"Why dont you just ask him. He might tell you something." He says while turning his head to look at me.

He knows I asked Vegas and didnt get anything but more doubt so why would he tell me to ask Jamie knowing I might just get the same answer.

I shake my head at him and move to get off the bed my bad mood back and my speech once again making it's way to reclaim its spot as a priority. Vegas is gonna hear what I have to say whether he likes it or not.

Yesterday when I woke up I saw that Ruben was not in my room and I could hear whispers coming in threw the slightly open door. When I get closer i notice that the person whispering was Vegas and the person getting aggressively whispered at was Ruben. I stop by the door to hear what was going on but only got bits and pieces.

"I dont care who the fuck you are but your gonna get your shit together and get the fuck out........... shes fine........... I'll take care of her............. she has no say........ well she can come to me....... once again I dont care........ you have 3 hours to get out."

With that i swung the door open to see an amused Ruben and a pissed off Vegas, when they hear the door there heads snaps to me and there conversation stops. Ruben's amusement only grows when he sees how mad I am and Vegas makes no move to apologize or explain what was going on.

  "You want to tell Lana here what you told me Vegas?"

Ruben asks trying to keep himself from laughing what he finds funny I have no idea but again Vegas says nothing he grunts turns around and moves to walk away, I stomp over to him ready to attack when a pair of arms wrap around me and I'm lifted of the floor. I try to fight my way out of Rubens hold but fail to do so and have no choice but to watch as Vegas makes his way down the hall towards the stairs, the anger in me only grows and I'm left with a bitter taste in my mouth. This felling of betrayal growing between us making me draw further and further away from them. The fact that he thought he could control my life in that way makes me hate him a little more.

Trying to drive my only friend away from me is not forgivable, I maybe could have looked past everything they are hidding from us but this, trying to control me is not in anyway or form forgivable.

  I walk out of my room with a new found determination. I need answers and I'm gonna get them even if it means me sitting in my room for days in my laptop until I found what I needed. I find myself making my way to Vegas room knowing that he will still be in bed sleeping soundly, wierd I know, I know the guys schedule but I am investigating him or Jamie and his a very close friend of his.

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