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He doesn’t make my stomach clench or my heart race when he is near. He doesn’t have obsidian eyes that can look deep in mine like he knows what I’m thinking or the secrets I keep in my soul. He doesn’t stare at me and doesn’t care who is watching. Chris also doesn’t have dark straight hair that I want to sink my fingers into, or firm lips that I want pressed everywhere against my skin.
Chris’s mouth breaks into a smile and nudges his head toward the front door. “Come on, let’s go.”
Stephen comes out of the kitchen with a small smile. “Have fun, you guys. And Chris?”
“Yes, sir?”
“Please, have Rubiana back home by midnight.”
Chris glances at me and grins. I inwardly cringe, but look away, embarrassed.
“Of course. Yes, sir.”
Ky
I WATCH ASChris, Noah, and Abby walk out of Tyler’s house with Rubi. I didn’t think Chris had a set of balls on him to actually show up and take Rubi along with him. I was overseeing a shipment from Florida to Georgia for my father and making sure it was distributed properly on the other side of town. My father uses me from time to time so that he doesn’t show the world his evil that he covers up with the architecture firm.
I also visited my psychiatrist and have an appointment with my fucking therapist tomorrow. I think my dad telling me to get myself checked out is my father’s way of telling me to get a grip on Rubi coming back into my life.
I didn’t want to leave, but I still manage to leave a daisy for Rubi so she doesn’t think I was lying to her when I promised that I would never leave her. I hate that she sleeps in the closet, but with all the abuse she has gone through, I don’t blame her for being afraid. But that is what gets to me, her being afraid. She should never be afraid. Especially when she has me.
I might ask the therapist what he thinks of people who sleep in closets. Maybe I can get a better idea in understanding Rubi without asking her so many questions about her past.
I watch as Chris holds the door for Rubi to get in the front passenger of his Maserati. I watch from a safe distance, allowing me to have a perfect view of watching her pathetic attempt at a smile when he stands there like a moron waiting for her to get in. My cock strains in my pants at the sight of the way the jeans she is wearing hugs her ass. The way the red shirt is molded to her breasts, causing my cock to ache wanting to sink deep inside her while I listen to the way she says my name from her pouty lips.
Before she finally gets in, I see her give a slight nod at something Abby says to her, probably encouraging her to sit in the front with her brother while she slides in the backseat with Noah.
The poor guy does not stand a chance with Abby. I see the way Noah looks at her like he is eating her alive, while her brother isn’t around or is too blind to notice. He is my friend, but a fucking idiot at times. He is clueless and doesn’t notice that his little sister has a thing for Tyler. And Tyler is too busy battling his guilt because he wants to sink his dick in his best friend’s little sister. It is funny they think that I don't know their secret, but I do. Last year was the one night Tyler slipped and went too far with Abby.
They didn’t see me that night they were in the pool at my house, and they thought Chris and I were asleep. It was late and we were hanging out at my house on the patio. It got really late and we decided to crash at my place.
Chris and I had dozed off on the couch, but my eyes snapped open from hearing a splash in the pool. I padded my way to the corner of the patio door and my eyes skirted the pool to where the splashing came from. I spotted them both in the corner of the deep end where a little bench was built.
I saw him push her off him after his tongue was down her throat and her legs were wrapped around his waist, grinding on his cock. I never said anything to anyone or confronted him about it because it wasn’t my problem. To be honest, I didn’t care, but now that Tyler doesn’t want me around Rubi, I think I’ll use it to my advantage.
I’ll make it my mission for Noah to move in on Abby. The way I see it, Tyler doesn’t deserve a girl like Abby. She is too pure-hearted and kind. Innocent. And Tyler… isn’t. Tyler and Chris are almost just as bad as I am. Almost. They go on runs with me to West Park to pick up and drop off drugs. They know about my father’s dealings, and are part of what we do to some extent. I’m capable of things they aren’t. Like eliminating the threat to the problem. They assist me and go along with it. They also like to go to the parties on the other side of town, slumming it with the public-school girls from West Park.
But now I have a bigger problem. Chris is taking my girl to the fair, acting like she really wants to go him. I follow Chris as he pulls out, making his way to the fair. I hope they didn’t think because I had to go on a run, I wouldn’t show up. I also have to teach Rubi a lesson about going out with another guy who isn’t me.
Rubi
AFTER CHRIS ANDNoah buy us tickets, we stand in line for the first ride and I look up to find that I’m nervous and feel awkward. My first thought when I saw the bright lights and the smell of popcorn and cotton candy was that I wanted to experience this with Ky.
I shake my head to push the thought of him away, and try to have a good time.
“Have you been on this one before?” he asks.
I look up and see the giant looping rollercoaster called the Ring of Fire that goes about sixty feet high. I don’t want to tell him that I have never been on anything because I’m tired of being pitied and looked upon as the poor girl who grew up in the foster system. So, I decide to not tell the truth or lie.
I simply shrug my shoulders and respond. “I don’t know. I can’t remember.”
I look forward and notice Noah talking animatedly to Abby, but she is distracted with looking over at the next ride. My eyes follow and my stomach drops when I see Tyler with Amber, waiting to get on the next ride that looks like a pirate ship swinging from one end to the other. My stomach is in knots from both Tyler seeing me here with Chris and Abby and for getting on the ride in front of me.
Will I throw up and get sick?
“I admit, I have been on it a couple of times. It isn’t so bad. Don’t worry, I’ll hold you if you get scared,” Chris says.
I bet you would. If that comment right there is any indication, I think Chris likes me. I have no idea why if I’m the pariah at school, and my back looks like an endangered manatee and boats have ridden all over my back. There isn’t much going for me, I’m also poor and have a juvenile record and I won’t be his family’s favorite, except for Abby. She likes everyone who isn’t a bitch to her.
