She Belongs To Him

Chap. 33: Not Really

• Margo Young Above •

Muffled loud scream like commotion echos out into the cabin. Max is the first to get out of bed and step out into the hallway.

"We seriously have to put a muzzle on that kid." Max begins to head towards the end of the hallway, where Rebel and Katie have been sharing a bed.

The others gang members open their doors, stepping out into the hallway in their ratty robes or pajamas. As Max starts to grab the knob of the bedroom door, the door opens. Rebel steps out, stopping when she sees the tired mob behind Max.

"Another nightmare?" Max asks, pinching the bridge of her nose.

Rebel shakes her head. "Katie's not here."

Everyone turns and looks at the light skinned African-American girl with dyed pink tips in her hair. More muffled loud scream like sounds come from up towards the front room. The gang all moves towards the front room until they hear the scream like sounds coming from inside Lane's bedroom.

Everyone looks between each other with different expressions. Max and Lola share confused expressions with Jett. Frankie and Phoenix look to each other nastily, smiling at each other knowingly. Axel rolls his eyes and rubs his tired face. Rebel looks between everyone in worry.

Lola turns to Frankie. "Maybe it's Margo? Maybe Blondie is in the bathroom."

"What about mr?" Margo steps out of her bedroom, yawning. "What's with all the screaming? Is Miss Priss having another nightmare or something?"

Everyone looks between each other knowingly. Margo arches her brow at them.

"What?" Margo growls tiredly.

Another scream like sound, followed with another. Margo stares at the door sadly as she realizes what and where the screams are coming from.

Phoenix giggles nastily. "Boss is giving her a creampie."

"Yeah, sounds like she's taking it well." Frankie smirks nastily, sarcasm in his voice.

Rebel pouts her lip, her arms crossing. "Do you think he's beating her?"

Frankie and Phoenix laugh at her words. Axel, Jett, and Max roll their eyes at the other two gang members dirty, childish minds.

"Yeah, her pussy." Frankie answers Rebel's question with a laugh.

Rebel hesitatingly turns and walks back to her bedroom. Many of the others do the same. Margo stares at the door, her lower lip pouting. Lola hooks her arm around the dyed blonde's shoulder.

"It doesn't hurt that bad." Margo says distantly as she listens to the muffled screams that belongs to Katie. "Not really."

"Maybe it's not that she has a low pain tolerance." Lola shrugs, "Maybe it's Boss giving it so bad to her."

Margo's lips form a frown. She shoves Lola off of her, quickly hurrying back to her bedroom to secretly cry. Lola and Frankie exchange a look.

"She'll get over it." Frankie shrugs casually, slinging an arm over Lola's shoulder.

"She's been crushing on him for a year and a half. Trying to get him to notice her but she's invisible." Lola says as they slowly make their way back to their room. "I know why Boss likes Blondie and all, but Margo deserves her happiness too. It just isn't right."

Frankie shrugs. "Maybe this will make Margo realize that she has no chance with him."

"But she should." Lola rolls her eyes, "Just because both Boss and Blondie come from Richie Rich lifestyles, doesn't mean that everyone else is below them! It's still upper class, lower class! Margo at least deserves someone whose going to treat her like a Princess."

"Then why don't you date Margo and Rebel and I can go fuck." Lola stops, glaring up at Frankie in annoyance and jealousy. "I'm joking! You know I love you, Babe."

Lola gives him a look. "You better be glad I'm into both dudes and bitches."

The two escape into their room, Frankie smacking Lola's bottom. The sound of her squeals is the last sound heard from the hallway. The cabin yet again falling silent for the night.

Hey readers! Short chapter but it was greatly needed (for me, anyways). Comment your thoughts.