Page 18 of Kisses and Lies

Getting out of the truck on my own, because clearly he isn’t going to help me, I stand and watch him. Marcus comes to a stop, and soon I see his body tense and his fist flies towards someone’s head.

Blaze stands and pulls Marcus back, and then proceeds to push him.

Blaze notices me and waves me over.

I walk but my feet feel heavy with each step. When I finally reach them, Marcus’ lips are curled in anger, his fists are clenched on each side of his body. Looking past him, Blaze turns, his eyes are blazing in fury at me.

“Calm him the fuck down.” Blaze pushes Marcus, and Marcus doesn’t move at the gesture. Blaze simply shakes his head and walks off.

“What the fuck was that?” I ask. Confused, looking back, I now see it was Snow he punched. “You hit Snow? Why would you do that?”

His eyes are angry slits, his lips are turned into a snarl while he simply glares at me.

I take a step back, not knowing if I am next, while he runs his hand through his hair, looking away.

“I need to fuck someone.”

I throw my hands up in the air and take a step back. “That ship has sailed here, don’t look at me.”

“You don’t want me to drive my cock into your wet pussy, pretty girl?”

“No,” I answer immediately.

“Your loss.” Marcus walks back to Snow and he passes him a beer, and they both sit as if nothing happened.

I check around, unsure of what I should even do. This place is a good twenty minutes out from my house, and no Uber drivers will come this far. My best bet will be a cab. Then I look up, searching around for Tanika who’s meant to be here.

Walking in a little farther, Marcus doesn’t look my way, but Snow does, nodding his head to me before he turns back to the conversation. I feel overdressed when I see everyone else and what they have on—which is next to nothing.

Pushing my way through the girls, some giggle, and some even stare at me wondering what the hell I am doing here. I’m wondering that too. Long, black hair sits in the corner, and I make my way to her. Tanika has her back to me, and when I reach her, she turns around with a smile.

“You came.” Her arms go around me and I can smell she’s clearly drunk, the alcohol permeating from her is that strong. “I missed you so much,” Tanika purrs, touching my hair. I left it down thinking it would look sexy. Now I wish I had it up as she strokes it. So strange.

“How do I get out of here?”

“Girl, you leaving?” I turn with Tanika hanging off me.

Blaze walks in, picks up Tanika, and throws her over his shoulder.

“Where are you taking her?”

Blaze stops, his shoulders tense with a giggling Tanika hanging there, her hands touching his ass.

“She’s going to bed,” he says, then walks away.

“He hates me.” I cringe.

“Aww… it’s ‘cause you’re confusing his brother is all.” I look up at Snow, confused. Is he talking about Marcus? “No, no girl, not me. The one with the dark locks.” Snow chuckles and points his beer to where Marcus is sitting with a girl on his lap. I shiver just looking and turn back to Snow.

“How do I get out of here?” I ask. Snow holds up his hands, beer in one of them, and backs away. “You’re hot and all, but I like not tasting my own blood.” Snow chuckles, then walks off.

Deciding how long it would take me to walk home, I contemplate it for a while, but then decide it’s ridiculous. I didn’t want to come in the first place, and yet here I am. Dragged by a man who I should have known better than to follow.

Walking over to Marcus, I stand directly in front of him. He doesn’t have a drink, but the girl that’s sitting on his lap does. And to make matters worse, she death glares me when she looks up and I have my arms crossed over my chest. “Take me home!”

Marcus says nothing, in fact it’s tits that speaks. “Get the fuck out of the road.”

“No. Now get off my fucking ride, so he can take me home.”

“Bitch… what did you just say?” She stands and takes a step toward me at the same time as I take a step toward her, but my hands are shaking.

“I said, get the fuck off of him, so he can get his fucking ass up and take me home, bitch. Did I stutter? Was I not clear?”

She throws her drink to the ground, and I see it in her eyes when she decides to lash out at me. Luckily for her, I grew up with male cousins and duck just in time. Then I get straight back up and hit her hard in her pretty, overly made-up fucking face, making her fall back on his lap. She screams and comes at me again, but this time Marcus grips her waist and holds her back.

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