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She isn’t wrong, but it goes with the life we live. We can’t just let everyone in on what we do, not until we have this city by the balls. She is under our protection, but one can never be too careful.
“You and I both know that’s true and for good reason, Ry. Don’t make this harder than it has to be. You know we value your work and give you whatever you want or could ever need.”
“Yeah, yeah, I know. It just sucks sometimes, being the odd girl out.” She shrugs her shoulders, turning around to face me again. “What do you need?”
“That’s my girl.”
“Uh, no I’m not. I’m like your girl bestie.” She giggles.
“If that’s what the kids are calling it, then yeah, you are.” Her laughter dies down.
“You know it’s true, but you have to keep up your image. I understand.” She laughs. “Lay it on me.” And I do. For the next twenty minutes or so, I tell her what she needs to know to get her job done.
“So, you want me to find out everything I can on Athens Walker and report back to you?” I shake my head yes, prompting her to continue asking me questions. “Okay, but why? Who is she?”
“That’s not something you need to know just yet, all in due time.” I pluck her on the nose because I know that gets her riled up.
“You turd buster, you know I can’t stand that. I’m not a damn dog!” She screeches.
“Yeah, you’re a fucking Doberman.” I turn around to leave. “But I still love you. Text me when you have something” I call over my shoulder. I hear her sigh from here. She’s a dramatic one, but we wouldn’t trade her in for the world.
Once I leave her alone in the computer room, I head across the quad in search of the guys.
“Well, well, well. Look what the cat dragged in.” I hear the venomous voice of a woman scorned coming from behind me. I don’t give her the time of day, because all she wants to do is show off in front of anyone that will give her the attention she seeks, and I’m not ready to give her what’s coming to her… Yet.
“Don’t start something that Iwillfinish, Lex.”
“Like you finished inside me without a condom, you jerk!” She screeches, catching up to me and shoving me so hard, I nearly trip.
I spin around with a look of death in my eyes as they land on hers. I have no sympathy for her whatsoever. She knew exactly what she was getting into when we hooked up, and now I’m about to remind her just what that was.
“Listen and you listen well. I am not the whore in this equation. You wanted to act and be treated like one, so I gave it to you. You knew exactly what was laid out on the table for you before we went any further, yet you were still game. You took every inch of my dick and every single drop of cum that spilled from it down your throat and over every part of your body.” I shout as a crowd begins to build around us. “Now, you have the audacity to throwthatshit in my face like it was a one way party, bitch, please.”
“How dare you!”
“How dare I? No, how dareyoucome into my space and try to play the fucking victim. I’ll give you the chance to walk away before any more damage can be done, on both our parts.” I say, turning back around and leaving her there with her mouth hanging wide open, and the crowd erupts with laughter.
She runs past me, howling and crying. Serves her right for trying to fucking play me. How I responded to her should show any other mother fucker how I will destroy them in front of anybody. I give no fucks where their feelings are concerned.
“Damn, dude, that was kinda harsh.”
“I’m sorry, who are you?”
“Name’s Travis.”
“Well, Travis, I really don’t give a fuck if it was harsh or not. Nobody, and I do mean nobody will disrespect me that way. If you’re bold enough to dish it out, you’re bold enough to take whatever is given back to you.” I inform him. He throws his hands up in defense.
“Chill, dude, I didn’t mean any harm.”
“You must be new around here, Travis. Let me tell you a little secret.” I say, coming in closer to him. “I am a Devil of Cliffside, and you donotwant to fuck with me… Clear?”
“Crystal.” He says, glaring at me before I turn and leave him standing there, looking like the fool he is.
I don’t know what it is about today, but everybody seems to have me fucked up. I’m in a sour mood thanks to them, and I can only think of one person to take it out on.
Picking up my pace, I cross the quad, heading to my last class of the week. I love Fridays. I’m early but, who gives a fuck. I have an itch that needs to be scratched by the only person that has ever had an effect on me in a really long time.
She will learn I love to play, and I always win.