Game of Desire

Chapter 20 - Rafe

My chest squeezes when I see Trent's name light up my phone screen. I let out a deep chuckle before answering the call.

"Whats up man."

"Well if it isn't the devil himself. Where have you been hiding all year?" He teases.

Has it really been a year already? Damn, a lot has happened in our time apart.

"I've been around." I respond, keeping it broad. "Why, you miss me?" I smirk.

"It's been ages bro. We needa catch up and have some fun, like the good ol' days."

I let out a sigh, "Yeah, I know what you mean."

Trent and I have been friends for as long as I can remember. We share an understanding with each other that no one else compares to. We think, move and breathe alike. What others might consider the brink of crazy, we consider the starting line. The minute we met in the playground as kids, we bonded.

As we grow older together, we see the reflection of ourselves in each other. Both fighting for the approval of our fathers. Both struggling to meet our desires. That includes our ideas of fun. We created a game back in high school, where we used to pick a victim, chase them around, torment them a bit. The rest of our boys would jump in on the fun. Last time we'd all messed around was at Midsummers, last year, where we cornered Jj.

"I have an idea for our next target... A girl this time." He lets out a deep chuckle. "I found a little Pogue prancing around my house half naked today. Pretty, but not as pretty with your name on her tongue. She asked about y-"

"Half naked?" I interrupt, raising a brow as jealousy courses through my veins.

He ignores me, continuing, "She really was tempting, I had to fight this urge to take her there and then."

"If you touched her-"

"Don't worry big boy, I barely spoke to her. But when I found her snooping in my room, fully clothed this time, I wished she was back in that black little bikini she wore before. I wanted to bend her over my knee and teach her a lesson for being so nosey."

"She's off limits." I growl.

"You've never minded sharing before?" He eggs me on.

"This ones for me. We can play, but only I can touch her. You hear me?"

"I make no promises." He sing songs.

"Then it'll be your funeral." I deadpan.

He lets out a breathy laugh.

I know he's just fucking with me, but the idea of him touching my little toy bothers me.

Trent always appears to be the approachable, humorous one in our crew, but I know the truth that hides beneath the surface. Behind that pretty face lays a maniac in disguise. Lions recognize other lions after all.

Some of us just aren't as good at hiding it. Some of us are put into life altering situations and have to unleash our true colours in order to save the ones we love. The instinct of survival is so strong, you'd be shocked to learn what you're capable of. Killing is nature, no matter what species you are.

Trent and I understand this concept, hence why we get on so well. We've learnt not to constrict ourselves from our true desires.

"I'm in the mood to play, come over tonight and join me. Or don't, it's a win win for me either way. Aurelia's staying the night, and having her all to myself doesn't sound half bad."

"I'll be there." I cut him short and end the call.

He may be getting on my nerves, but that's just Trent for you. Honestly, maybe a game is all I need to break the ice and get over my curiosity with this girl. I feel strangely excited for tonight. I need to take my mind off things at home.

I wonder if Daniel is back as well? He was always quite the bore, I wouldn't want him to get in the way of our fun.