Page 29 of Fragments
No.I snap myself out of it, shaking my head and yanking my hand away.
“I’m not yours to ruin anymore,” I whisper.
Ren’s look of sadness, longing, and regret is being swallowed up by the arousal he can’t help feeling while bent over and panting like an animal in heat. Unfortunately, it’s a look I know all too well. Glaring at him, I turn and snatch up my clothes. All I can hear are grunts and wet slapping echoing around me as I storm away, dressing quickly, not even caring that I haven’t dried off yet.
Fuck this. Get me away from him.
I leave the showers in a huff of rage, years’ worth of frustration and need so thick it’s like a fog I can’t see through. I swing around the doorway fast, paying no attention, crashing right into Joy.
“Whoa. Easy there, loverboy.” She grabs me by the shoulders. “Where the hell you think you’re going?”
“I’m sorry, I just…” I’m out of breath for literally no reason. “I needed to get out of there.”
Joy squints at me, then peers around my body at the obvious sounds of Ren being turned out ringing through the showers. Her gaze comes back to mine, softening a bit.
“Can you just bring me back?” I plead softly, not even trying to hide the desperation in my tone. “Please, Jamesy? I can’t… be here anymore.”
“I can’t leave,” she tells me firmly.
“Where’s Velle?”
I can hear his voice rumbling from inside the showers. But then I hear Dash.
Shit, where’s Dash??
Joy and I look back into the room, but all I can see is Ren having his ass split open by myfriend.
Fuck this fucking place right now.
“Hang on, you sad sack,” Joy huffs at me. “Let me just make sure Velle’s got this and I’ll bring you back. Jesus, what is it with you two—”
“Argh!You little fuck!” Velle roars from around the corner.
We both turn as Dash skids from inside the showers, jumping into his pants.
“What the hell?” I gasp.
“What just happened??” Joy barely has the words out before Velle comes charging after Dash, grabbing him literally by the throat.
“Bad move, 101,” Velle snarls, then hurls his fist at Dash’s face so hard,Ifeel it. “Verybad fucking move!”
“Can someone explain to me what the hell is going on here?!” Joy barks as Velle aggressively cuffs Dash’s hands, huffing and puffing like he just ran a mile.
“This little shit is going to the hole,” Velle hisses. “Now.”
Dash looks dazed, his eye already a little swollen as he peeks at me nervously. I just shake my head.
You fool. You’ve been here one day!
“Alright,” Joy mutters. “You gonna take him?”
“No,” Velle grunts, shifting on his feet and wincing. “My nuts hurt. Call Peters.”
Joy smirks, cocking her head as she pulls her walkie off her waist, eyeing Dash like she’s a little impressed.
Dash spits blood onto the floor, seething in Velle’s direction.
“Petey Pablo… get up to the showers ASAP,” Joy says into the walkie.
