“Spill the beans and I do mean right MEOW!” I growled, a look of anger in my eyes. She was hiding something and because I had been so caught up in my own shit I had failed to see it. A look of sorrow crossed her face just as she slammed herself down onto the edge of her mattress.
“I don’t even know what to say, let alone where to start.” Taylor’s sadness radiated through me. She was my best friend, we had grown up together and seeing her struggle through something this early in her college career made me want to be here for her that much more.
“How about the beginning? How about when you and Chance started meeting up?” I asked her as I sat down beside her.
“We haven’t been meeting up. We live in the same house. It’s not a crime to see one another, or to stop and talk.” I narrowed my eyes, something that my dad did often when he was questioning me and my brothers growing up.
“True, but you are saying it as if you are defending him and your relationship.”
Taylor rolled her eyes. “You’re looking at this entire situation wrong. Nothing is going on. We’re just friends. Just roommates, just normal college students.” It was in her words and the way she said them that made me aware of what was going on. I paused for a moment, then I wrapped my arms around her and brought her in for a hug.
“If you’re looking for more from him, then you should say it,” I said faintly. I could hear her heart beating, and I swear it felt like my own. Gazing down at her, I watched as her eyes filled with tears.
Taylor shook her head, blinking the tears back as she pulled away, “I don’t want more. I just want normal. I want love, and unfortunately sometimes life has other plans for you.” She smiled, but it didn’t reach her eyes.
Taylor was amazing beyond words, and she deserved the world. One day she would get her normal, her love, and regardless if she could see it now or not− her more.
The beer in my hand was cold, reminding me of where I was and what I was doing. I hadn’t taken a drink yet, I didn’t want to be drunk or even have a buzz when she came up those stairs and I got to claim her as my own in front of everyone here tonight.
I watched Chance in the corner as he sat on the marble counter in the kitchen, his own red solo cup in hand. I wasn’t sure what he was drinking, but I knew he needed a little pick me up, so I got up to go and get him a new drink and it was then that I heard her.
I turned around, facing the direction of Gia’s laugh as my eyes met hers. Everything seemed to slow down for one second as I watched her take her first step across the floor. She was decked out in tight leather black pants that showed off every inch of her body. Whiskers were painted on her cheeks and pink smeared across her nose while a tail dragged behind her on the floor as she made her way towards me.
The short sleeve, all black shirt that she was wearing molded her luscious breasts. ‘Let me see your kitties’ was written across her chest, causing a deep laugh to escape my throat.
“That’s some outfit,” I paused, scratching the back of my head. “I mean you look hot as hell.” I pulled her into my body, her scent mixed with her warmth made me weak in the knees.
“Well, thank you. You are looking hot as hell too, but I was wondering if you wanted to see my kitties?” she whispered, her soft lips right next to my ear. I could practically hear every single one of her desires as the question fell from her lips. Her breath fanned against me and it took everything in me not to turn around, grip her by the back of her legs and throw her over my shoulder. I resisted, though, I didn’t want to go all caveman on our first night as an official couple.
“No question needed, I’ll definitely be seeing those kitties. Hopefully with my cock sliding between them, though.” I pulled away winking at her, only catching a glimpse of a shy look that cast across her face as she bit into her bottom lip.
“Dammnit!!” Taylor screeched, breaking me and Gia out of our moment as she bent down to fix her shoe. I looked over at Chance, catching his eyes glued on her as if there was no other place his eyes rather be.
“I told you not to wear those heels,” Gia added, moving towards Taylor and bending down as well to help with the strap on the heel.
“Well a girl has to look good, these happen to make me look good and since I wasn’t blessed with mile-long legs, I have to do what I have to do.” Taylor’s voice was full of agitation as she stood up.
I could sense the shift between the two girls, but I could also feel something else. It was similar to how people who truly cared for one another acted and reminded me of me and Chance.
“Is everything okay?” I asked concerned when Gia came to stand back beside me. I might want her all to myself, but I didn’t want to leave Taylor on her own if she needed someone. I knew all about feeling alone and that was a feeling I wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy.
“Yes, everything is fine,” Gia whispered, pulling me away from everyone and closer to the stairs.
“There’s something going on between her and Chance,” she whispered the words into my ear when we came to a secluded spot. I had already discovered there were feelings on both sides. Now it was all on them. Taylor needed to push Chance to the point where my brother couldn’t resist, and Chance needed to give in and simply give Taylor a chance.
“I know, let’s just hope they work it out.” Unable to stop myself any longer, I brushed a few strands of hair from her face and stared into her eyes. I could see the trust and apprehension in them. I understood why it was there, but there was no need for it any longer. I was hers, completely and utterly.
“You’re so beautiful,” I whispered as I swooped in, my lips skimming against hers. They were soft and succulent, making me want to sink my teeth into them.
Gia’s unique taste and distinctive smell was everywhere, consuming me as her warm body pressed up against mine. She was my heaven. I was so wrapped up in her I hadn’t realized that this moment was actually the calm before the storm.
“This is adorable, really and truly.” Simon’s bothersome voice boomed loud around us while his clapping echoed off the walls, drawing attention to us throughout the party. Why couldn’t he go the fuck away?
“Adorable would be if you didn’t watch people kiss like a fucking creeper, even more so if you left my house before I had to make you.” Venom fell from my lips with each word said. I wasn’t even thinking about the packed house full of people, I was only thinking about saying whatever needed to be said to get him to shut the fuck up and leave. Every single time I saw him, it reminded me that I had failed to beat his ass the way he needed it to be beaten when he hurt Gia. I had stopped only because the pleading in her voice broke something inside of me. That something wanted to console her and not continue to hit Simon. I wasn’t so sure though if things turned left again if I would be able to stop myself. I had too much pent up anger inside of me towards him, and it wouldn’t go away until I got it out completely.
Simon smiled, causing a frenzy of emotions to form inside my head. Did I want to risk the chance of the police being called, of Gia having to deal with all of this? Or did I want to show Gia I could change and just walk away?
There were times in life you had to be the bigger person. This was one of those times. At least for her.
“You’re not fucking worth it,” I stated as I turned and grabbed her hand. The warmth from her skin soothed me slowly as we started to move, leaving Simon there alone to make an ass of himself. Before we could get far enough away from him where he wasn’t threatening the last piece of my sanity, he took a cheap shot at me. My body lunged forward from the momentum of his shove, pushing me hard into Gia’s body and causing her to fall on the ground. Blood pumped through my veins fast, all I could see was red. The impact of a fist landing against my skull pulled me from my haze. My angry eyes collided with Gia’s concerned ones. She had to know that I wasn’t going to let him get away with it this time.