Shadowing Me
Page 10
“Piper, you take some happy pills again?” Tea jokes.
“Hell yeah, I did. Want one?”
Jesus Christ! Tea on drugs? Fuck no, no way, not happening. Over my dead body.
Pyro and Sniper seem to have the same thoughts as I do, and we try to snatch the little white pill away from Piper as she hands it off to Tea. We’re too late. Tatiana snatches it up and slips it into her mouth faster than our arms can move.
“Too late.” She giggles as her mouth hangs open and she moves her tongue up and down. I groan quietly, imagining what that tongue could do to my cock.
“Your dad is gonna fuckin’ kill me, baby girl,” Pyro says in frustration.
“You didn’t see shit, so, therefore, you don’t say shit, Uncle Pyro.”
He curses some more before calming himself. “I may not be your blood, but I’m still your uncle, as you said, and fuck am I pissed at you!”
I don’t even want to think about what ZZ or Prez will do if they find out about this shit.
“Come on, I’m around family. Nothing will happen to me here. Let me live a little bit, please,” she begs.
The pleading tone in her voice makes us all relax a little. She is stuck here all the damn time, and she didn’t get to party much growing up.
“And where the fuck are the rest of your clothes,” Pyro roars out of the blue.
I want a fucking answer to that question, as well.
“I’m in my pajamas and I’m at home. Are you trying to tell me that I can’t wear my pajamas around the club? Are you trying to give me more damn rules to follow?” she argues as her hand lands on her hip.
When she puts it like that, it even makes me feel like a fucking asshole. This club traps her enough. She has enough rules to follow and never gets to live. She’s starving to be free. Piper comes up behind her and runs her fingers through Tea’s hair. Oh no, oh, fuck no.
“Pipe,” I glare at her hard, “what did you give Tea?” Only one little white pill makes people touchy-feely and is easily found around these parts. I have a bad feeling.
“Ecstasy, duh!”
We all groan as Piper and Tea smile at one another.
“C’mon, Sniper. We got our graves to go and dig,” Pyro grumbles.
We are so fucking dead. ZZ and Prez are going to kill us. This can’t be happening. We don’t need this shit right now. And I especially don’t want to be around a horny Tatiana. Oh, fuck no.
“Come on, stop overreacting. At least I’m trying it here, around people I can trust. Let me live a little, please! Stop treating me like I’m a child. I’m not a little girl anymore.” She gestures to her appearance.
No, she definitely is not a little girl.
Sniper and Pyro whisper together before finally reaching a conclusion about the situation.
“Drink lots of water tonight. We’re not leaving your side, and if anything starts to go wrong, we’re telling your dad and the Prez.”
I thought that Tea would squeal or shout in happiness over winning the situation, but instead, she nods in agreement with them. This is going to be the longest fucking night of my life. If I could drag myself away from this, I would, but I can’t. I’m going to be worried about her until this shit wears off. So I do the only thing I can do. I finish making the drinks and prepare myself.
***
About 90 minutes later…
The music is cranked as loud as the clubhouse speakers go, and the giggling from Piper and Tatiana is giving me a fucking migraine. The three of us, me, Sniper, and Pyro, are sitting on the couch, and I’m trying to stay sober between each shot. I don’t want to get so drunk that I’ll be too fucked up to help if something goes wrong.
“Dammit, baby girl, drink some more water,” Pyro growls as he shoves a bottle into the air, waiting for her to dance by and grab it.
“Nothing compares toooo…” Tatiana sings out as she dances over to the water. “Rock and Roll, baby,” she croons over the top of the bottle ‘microphone.'
She tilts the bottle to her lips, guzzling the water, and some of it trickles down her neck. I gulp. This is too much. Way too fucking much. Her blonde curly hair piled on top of her head bounces as she dances around. When the bottle finally comes down, I think thank fuck as she puts it on the table in front of us. But no, she couldn’t make it that easy for me. She raises her tank up beneath her tits so I can see her rock hard abs. I throw my head back and rub my forehead. I swear, it makes me want to toss Piper over my knees and spank the shit out of her for making me go through this with Tatiana.
“It’s so fucking hot,” Tatiana cries, forcing my attention back to her.
She picks up the bottle again, dumping the rest of the water over her head. She should look stupid doing this, but she doesn’t. She looks like a wet dream as the water cascades down her sweaty body.
“She’s fuckin’ killin’ me,” I grumble. “This is too much. Oh, god.”
“It’s killin’ you? Motherfucker, that’s our fuckin’ niece, brother,” Pyro whisper yells.
“You! Piper never acts like this,” Sniper growls angrily. “I’m gonna fucking spank her for this shit tomorrow.”
Goddammit, Sniper!
Now I’m thinking about taking Tatiana over my fucking knee. God’s getting me back for shit. That’s it. That’s what this shit is. I throw my head into my hands before reaching for another shot.
***
“Hell yeah, I did. Want one?”
Jesus Christ! Tea on drugs? Fuck no, no way, not happening. Over my dead body.
Pyro and Sniper seem to have the same thoughts as I do, and we try to snatch the little white pill away from Piper as she hands it off to Tea. We’re too late. Tatiana snatches it up and slips it into her mouth faster than our arms can move.
“Too late.” She giggles as her mouth hangs open and she moves her tongue up and down. I groan quietly, imagining what that tongue could do to my cock.
“Your dad is gonna fuckin’ kill me, baby girl,” Pyro says in frustration.
“You didn’t see shit, so, therefore, you don’t say shit, Uncle Pyro.”
He curses some more before calming himself. “I may not be your blood, but I’m still your uncle, as you said, and fuck am I pissed at you!”
I don’t even want to think about what ZZ or Prez will do if they find out about this shit.
“Come on, I’m around family. Nothing will happen to me here. Let me live a little bit, please,” she begs.
The pleading tone in her voice makes us all relax a little. She is stuck here all the damn time, and she didn’t get to party much growing up.
“And where the fuck are the rest of your clothes,” Pyro roars out of the blue.
I want a fucking answer to that question, as well.
“I’m in my pajamas and I’m at home. Are you trying to tell me that I can’t wear my pajamas around the club? Are you trying to give me more damn rules to follow?” she argues as her hand lands on her hip.
When she puts it like that, it even makes me feel like a fucking asshole. This club traps her enough. She has enough rules to follow and never gets to live. She’s starving to be free. Piper comes up behind her and runs her fingers through Tea’s hair. Oh no, oh, fuck no.
“Pipe,” I glare at her hard, “what did you give Tea?” Only one little white pill makes people touchy-feely and is easily found around these parts. I have a bad feeling.
“Ecstasy, duh!”
We all groan as Piper and Tea smile at one another.
“C’mon, Sniper. We got our graves to go and dig,” Pyro grumbles.
We are so fucking dead. ZZ and Prez are going to kill us. This can’t be happening. We don’t need this shit right now. And I especially don’t want to be around a horny Tatiana. Oh, fuck no.
“Come on, stop overreacting. At least I’m trying it here, around people I can trust. Let me live a little, please! Stop treating me like I’m a child. I’m not a little girl anymore.” She gestures to her appearance.
No, she definitely is not a little girl.
Sniper and Pyro whisper together before finally reaching a conclusion about the situation.
“Drink lots of water tonight. We’re not leaving your side, and if anything starts to go wrong, we’re telling your dad and the Prez.”
I thought that Tea would squeal or shout in happiness over winning the situation, but instead, she nods in agreement with them. This is going to be the longest fucking night of my life. If I could drag myself away from this, I would, but I can’t. I’m going to be worried about her until this shit wears off. So I do the only thing I can do. I finish making the drinks and prepare myself.
***
About 90 minutes later…
The music is cranked as loud as the clubhouse speakers go, and the giggling from Piper and Tatiana is giving me a fucking migraine. The three of us, me, Sniper, and Pyro, are sitting on the couch, and I’m trying to stay sober between each shot. I don’t want to get so drunk that I’ll be too fucked up to help if something goes wrong.
“Dammit, baby girl, drink some more water,” Pyro growls as he shoves a bottle into the air, waiting for her to dance by and grab it.
“Nothing compares toooo…” Tatiana sings out as she dances over to the water. “Rock and Roll, baby,” she croons over the top of the bottle ‘microphone.'
She tilts the bottle to her lips, guzzling the water, and some of it trickles down her neck. I gulp. This is too much. Way too fucking much. Her blonde curly hair piled on top of her head bounces as she dances around. When the bottle finally comes down, I think thank fuck as she puts it on the table in front of us. But no, she couldn’t make it that easy for me. She raises her tank up beneath her tits so I can see her rock hard abs. I throw my head back and rub my forehead. I swear, it makes me want to toss Piper over my knees and spank the shit out of her for making me go through this with Tatiana.
“It’s so fucking hot,” Tatiana cries, forcing my attention back to her.
She picks up the bottle again, dumping the rest of the water over her head. She should look stupid doing this, but she doesn’t. She looks like a wet dream as the water cascades down her sweaty body.
“She’s fuckin’ killin’ me,” I grumble. “This is too much. Oh, god.”
“It’s killin’ you? Motherfucker, that’s our fuckin’ niece, brother,” Pyro whisper yells.
“You! Piper never acts like this,” Sniper growls angrily. “I’m gonna fucking spank her for this shit tomorrow.”
Goddammit, Sniper!
Now I’m thinking about taking Tatiana over my fucking knee. God’s getting me back for shit. That’s it. That’s what this shit is. I throw my head into my hands before reaching for another shot.
***
