Page 46 of Lust

“Want to explain last Friday night?” Link said and looked up the table at her.

Her and Elle shared a look.

“Wanna explain why you are watching our snapchats?” She said back, and put a vegetable in her mouth another thing that had changed. She was eating veggies instead of meat and she had lost her curves. Not that she really had curves, but her shape, she had lost that, and was stick thin.

“He’s just jealous that he can’t spin on a pole and do a shot.” Elle said, and she was also eating veggies, like normal.

“I’m talking about the stripping ping pong!” Links snapped at them. And then gave me a look. “You leave and Ivory loses control of her morals.”

Ivory scoffed and Elle just rolls her eyes.

“So Gabe, what’s this I hear you are coming out with us tonight?” Elle said to me, her and Ivory ignoring Links.

“Trust me little brother you don’t want to.” Asher said “I’m lucky to still be here.”

I looked at Ivory, and she shrugs.

“They might be little but they can hold their liquor.” Asher adds.

“We out drank Asher.” Elle smirks. “And he won’t let us forget it.”

“Well I bet your livers are just loving that.” I said, and looked at Ivory. Surely this wasn’t who she wanted to be? Some drinking, snapchatting, influencer? She was a great fucking mechanic. She deserves to be on the tracks. Not this shit.

Still I keep my mouth and judgement to myself. I would know by the end of the night, just how much of the Ivory I knew was left.

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The phones didn’t go away,all fucking night. The fact that both my sisters were wearing what were barely considered dresses, had me ready to defend them. But they didn’t need that. They didn’t care if men touched or flirted. They didn’t need me to protect them. Elle basically told me that. When I went to punch the first guy that grabbed Ivory. Turned out, my protection wasn’t needed.

I drank, but not nearly as much as them. Elle and Ivory partied. Hard. Leaving me to get them into the limo to be driven home. A girl under each arm. One bastard called me lucky. Considering that both girls were off their faces and not to mention my sisters, had me nearly letting go of them to get in a fight.

But I manage to get them into our limo.

I let out a sigh of relief when the limo door closed and Elle stretched out on the back seat and Ivory was laying down on the bench seat, with her head on my lap. I can’t stop myself from thinking that I had caused this.

She was off the rails. Why hadn’t my family told me? I would have come back early. Fuck the competition. Ivory was always more important. I had a title but I lost my little sister. Elle had always been off the tracks, we gave up on trying to get her to do better a long time ago.

The limo arrived at Elle’s house. And I cracked open the door, knowing I was going to have to carry one at time to bed. Ivory was still semi conscious so I picked her first.

“Come on Ivory, bed time.” I say carrying her out of the limo.

When she refuses to walk, I have to lift her up and carry her. She weighs nothing. Which annoys me beyond belief.

“Gabe?” She mumbles.

“Yeah I’m right here Ivory.” I say opening the front door.

She makes a sentence I don’t understand and I carry her through the house to her bedroom because Elle and her had moved in together.

I go to lay her down on the bed.

“Gabe?” She says again.

“Yeah I’m right here Ivory.” I repeat myself.

“I miss him.” She sighs and rolls on to her side, out of my arms. I stand there for a moment stunned. She misses who?

I question her but she has passed out. My stomach was twisting, telling me who it was that she was missing. But my head didn’t want to believe it. My little sister hadn’t fallen in love with Kace, had she? Was this whole train wreck of a party girl because of him?

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