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Chapter 10 - Clay
BryantMakayla is getting way too much enjoyment out of her cousin's suffering.
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I don’t understand what happened. Why did we have to leave Zeus’ house? I thought our humans were getting along nicely. But another woman showed up, and Xenia left instead of marking her territory. Why would she leave like that? She wanted to breed with Clay, so why not send that other female running? It made no sense. I certainly didn't want to leave. I liked Zeus and his home. It was so much bigger than the kennel I live in with Xenia. And that sofa Zeus and I were lying on was super comfy. It was nice to be somewhere with enough room that I didn’t feel claustrophobic. The only downside was that Xenia could leave my sight, which made me nervous, but I had Zeus next to me, so I didn’t panic. At least I didn’t till I heard her shouting. I hope my slipping on the water and making them fall wasn’t why we had to leave. I know it was part of why she initially wanted to go. I thought Clay had changed her mind when they got close again. I don’t know how long ago that was. I don’t exactly
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Four days. Four days ago, Xenia stormed out under the assumption that my stupid cockblocking cousin was my girlfriend. I did watch over Makayla’s shoulder as she deleted the security footage from my interaction with Xenia. I wanted to be sure it was entirely erased, even if I wanted to keep it for myself. Not for anything weird, just as a reminder of why hooking up with Xenia would not happen. We are a fucking disaster when together. Makayla quickly fixed my phone, so I was bombarded with missed messages from Missy and Sheila. I didn’t even read them till this morning. I wasn’t in the headspace to flirt and deal with women. Instead, I went to the gym, put in hours at a construction site in Harlem, and hung out with Makayla. But I needed to break the monotony and finally read the texts from the girls. And while at the end, they were starting to think I ghosted them, the first few days were some seriously hot texts. They are very down to fuck with how graphic they got in an attempt to
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I don’t know what I thought would happen when I returned the clothes to Clay. But overhearing him setting up what I can only assume is a threesome was not on my bingo card. Running into Makayla was on the bingo card, but I hoped I wouldn’t. It was nice to have her confirm they were cousins, and I overreacted and ran away before letting him explain. I’d have felt bad if he hadn’t just gotten into a car to have a threesome. Makayla telling me that bit of exposition, as she called it, doesn’t change things. I’m unsure how she thought telling me he was upset that I left or that he waited all four days to set up a threesome would change my mind. I don’t have the time or patience for a player like him. All that conversation with Makayla and what I overheard about Clay’s call convinced me that giving him any other chances was a bad idea. I don’t have time for this nonsense. I’m pulling extra shifts at work because I want to save up to get a bigger apartment. The tug-of-war with Tink proved
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I don’t even know what possessed me to walk over to Xenia, let alone talk to her. I should have just left, called an uber, and gone home to ice my balls and sleep off the bullshit that was an epic fail of a threesome. But I’m a glutton for punishment because I walked over and started a conversation with her. And by some miracle, she didn’t tell me to fuck off. If she did, I’d have left. I’m not going to force anyone to be in my company. I didn’t mean tonight. My offer to make up the other day to her was open-ended. So her offering to take me to her place to break her curse caught me off guard. Knowing my luck, her idea of breaking the curse has something to do with some voodoo shit from Puerto Rico. But honestly, whatever ways she wanted to try and break my curse, if it meant getting to spend time with her, I was in. It’s fucking weird. I know it’s strange for me to want to spend time with a woman. I’m not against getting to know a woman, but I generally seek out the ones who don’t w
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I shouldn’t have enjoyed sharing nachos with him as much as I did. I want to not like this guy. Right? But even knowing he was just with two other women, even if it went worse than the day we met, hasn’t managed to deter me from wanting to be around him. It hasn’t stopped me from wanting him. And mother issues aside, he’s freaking adorable. His whole face lit up when he talked about his close family and showed me the pictures. Shit, you’d think the kids in the photographs were his on how he beamed as he told me their names. He is close to his sister and cousins. I love my family, but I don’t think I look that happy when I talk about them. I didn’t learn how Makayla is related, but I will assume it’s on his mother’s side. Given his reluctance to talk about them, I guess he doesn’t have the best relationship with that side of his family. He said Frost, that name sounds very familiar, but I’m not sure from where. I’m sure I’ll remember it if it’s important. “Come on. My building is thi
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There have only been a few moments I’ve feared for my life or someone else’s. And riding in that ambulance with Clay has made the top three. I’m unsure if it gets to kick my experience of getting mugged on the subway from the number one spot. But it is certainly in contention against the time my brother fell off the roof our first winter in Jersey and had to go to the hospital with a broken leg. I say he fell, but the idiot jumped, thinking there was enough snow piled up to cushion his fall. But whatever is wrong with Clay, it’s not his own doing. I answered the EMTs’ questions the best I could as they checked his vitals and got him onto a gurney. I told them he had seemed perfectly fine till he suddenly wasn’t. That we’d been at a bar where we each had four shots of tequila and shared chicken nachos and that earlier he’d had sushi. I didn’t go into details about the sushi since I wasn’t there, and he only told me he had sushi. I did mention he took a table to the nuts and gut when o
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The universe seriously hates me. Things went wrong with Missy and Sheila, and then I ran into Xenia. Xenia even invited me back to her place. More than once, my vision was blurry between the bar and her apartment door, and I felt unbalanced. I’m damn lucky I didn’t drop her when we were making out in the elevator. God bless small elevators. I could cover up my stumble by pressing her against the walls. I don’t know what was happening to make me feel like this. I know I’m not drunk. I’m pushing thirty. Trust me. I’ve drunk enough to know how much of what gets me there. And three shots of tequila aren’t it, especially when I had food in my stomach. Sure, if I hadn’t eaten and done tequila shots, three might have gotten me tipsy, and four would have put me on the floor. But of course, the universe can’t just give me a mulligan. This was my chance to show Xenia I’m not a total wreck and capable of showing her a good time. And just as things were going the way I wanted, it went to shit. I
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This is ridiculous. I called 9-1-1 and rode in the ambulance with Clay, but now I’m sitting in an interview room at a police station with this dumbass cop who keeps asking me the same questions as somehow my narrative of tonight's events would change. Because I didn’t feel shitty enough that Clay was possibly drugged on my watch and that he blacked out while eating my pussy. Now I’ve got his cunt mother thinking I’m the one that drugged her son and this cabrón of the same mind as her. “How many times do I have to repeat myself?” I sighed, rolling my eyes. “Until I feel I have the whole story.” The officer shrugged. “You do have the full story! At least the full story from what I could tell you.” I sighed. “I did not drug Clay,” I repeated for what felt like the hundredth time. “Well, you aren’t giving us any….” The cop narrowed his eyes as the door to the interview room swung open, cutting him off. I arched my eyebrow as I saw an African American woman in one killer bold yellow p
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