Athena

Mis-Understanding

   I wake up to a banging on my door and cold water aggressively coating my body. I look up and realize I had fallen asleep in the shower and remember my phone had been ringing but right now the banging is much more important.

"Yes?" I let out softly, still feeling a little drained, my cuts are no longer bleeding but the pain is still slightly there reminding me that I am alive.

"For fucks sake Athena get your ass out of that bathroom. I have to leave now!" Ally's voice booms threw the bathroom reminding me that she had to ride down and see where Kevin was.

I slowly get up and finally take my shower fast not wanting to spend anymore time under that cold water. Then head back in the room where Ally is waiting on the bed with Kay-Kay in her arms and an annoyed look on her face.

"I'm sorry, I feel asleep." I say directing my sight to the floor and extending my arms out so she can place baby Kaedy on them.

I did it again. Gave her more to worry about, making her stress levels rise a little more. As if she didnt already have enough problems I decided it was the best day to stress her out more.

"Its fine I just dont want to keep waiting." I give her a slight nod and listen to her retreating footsteps and door closing behind her. I put Kay-Kay down and reach for my phone to see I have a couple of missed calls from Vegas and a voicemail. I stare at my phone for a while trying to decide if I want to hear the voicemail or call him and have him tell me what was so important for him to have called me knowing I wanted nothing to do with them.

It takes me a couple of minutes but I decided on calling. That way I can cuss him out if its nothing I really needed to know.

My finger lingers on the call button, all I have to do is press and done. Just get it over with. Why am I so nervous about calling him. It's just Vegas, the Vegas. Jaw dropping, drool producing,  collection worthy, probably sexual God. Vegas. What am I doing he is a liar. He is the enemy we do not think that way of the enemy.

But what if my theory is right what if he isn't the enemy. What if he was forced to keep this from me from us. My finger finally hits the screen and with the phone to my ear I start to hear it ring, once. Twice. Three times and then comes his deep heavenly voice through the phone making me once again doubt and let my want take over my need. Clowding my mind all senses of rational thinking flew out the window, flushed down the drain what ever you want to call it but they were no longer there.

"Athena." Dear lord take me now. I can't wait to have this man under me, hand under his head letting me ride him like a mad women pleasuring myself while yelling out his name and letting me hear him grunt out his satisfaction. Only our holy leader knows what I'd let him do to me. Or make him do to me it all really depends on what he enjoys I'm all in for either option.

"Vegas." His name slipped from my tounge in a breathless manner.

Jesus, he has me on my knees, naked, and willing to complete his every need and desire. I want to give him my all in every sense of the statement. But does he deserve it, should I give in?

"Thank God you called love, we need to have a talk. Theres so much I want to tell you, but I cant right now. I'm gonna need a couple of hours."

"Stop wasting my time Vegas, I'm done with this back and forth. I'm done with being strong along in a ride with no scenery. I'm finished with this, us." Not that there ever really was an US. "So please, just please stop calling me." And without giving him a chance I hung up the call. If I gave him a chance to speak I know he would have convinced me to wait for a call that was to never come and if he really had something to say he can tell Mesperyian when she got there. Cause that's who was going Mesperyian, not Ally, not Allison, no, Mesperyian was the one on her way to avenge any and all of her family members who were deceived by our brother and his MC and to get the love of her life back because she doesn't enjoy the idea of her finaly accepting him to have him taken away from her in the blink of an eye.