Gorillaz and Me (Pt.5)

CHAPTER 13

"YEW DID WHAT!?"
Tracy clenched her mug as Amy nearly spit out her tea.

"Y-Yeah. Pretty crazy, I know."
I gave a nervous laugh.

"I thought you two broke up."

"We did. But now...i guess we're a thing now?"

"You? Have sex? With..."
Amy looked at me. Her brown eyes narrowing at me.
"Nuh-uh. Nope. Don't believe it. You're so...Vanilla! Not even!"

"I Did Amy. Really! Cy and I really did..."
My cheeks redden as I sipped my mug.

"So...who was on top?"

"Amy!"
Tracy kicks her causing our table we were seated at to wobble a bit.

"Whaaaatttt? It was a genuine question."

"She was...it was...i- I mean."
I couldn't really recall much. Just that it was dark and i was drunk.

"As I suspected."
Amy smirked.
"You're a little Pillow Princess aren't you?"

"I-I am NOT a Pillow Prin-"
My cheeks redden.
"Fuck you. I'm Dom!"

Amy laughs as Tracy continues to just...awkwardly sip her drink.

"Yeah? Where's your proof?"

"Amy. Don't."
Tracy placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Nope. Rules are rules Trace. Where's the proof?"

"Proof what proof, you want video evidence or some shit ya sick perv?"
I half chuckled a bit finishing up my cup knowing well that wasn't really what she was asking for.

"Oh. You really don't remember the bet?"
Amy smirks, folding her hands and placing them under her chin.
"You mean you DONT remember the night we played poker annnd we agreed that we'd have some sort of proof we slept with somebody we'd bring the proof. So, cough it up Si. Unless...you didn't actually have sex with her and you're just pulling our legs."

"I-I don't recall making any sort of bet like that babes."
I felt myself become flustered again as I took a sip of my drink. What kind of bet was that. I must not of been sober.

"We were all drinking that night Amy...you can't just-"

"So, you want proof?"
I stated crossing my legs. If it was a bet she wanted. It was a bet she wouldn't win.
"Alright Amy...i'll get your proof."

"What?"
Tracy sets down her mug and gives me a surprised look.

"Oh shit. You're really serious huh?"
Amy half chuckled in amusement.
"Alright then. You have two weeks to get into her pants and...bring them."

"You want her pants?"
I was slightly offended at the question but if that's really what she wanted to see...no. No Absolutly not. Im not showing them off. That's just plain disrespectful.
"I can't just-"

"Speak of the devil..."
Amy looks at me, raising her eyebrows and taking a long sip from her mug.

"Amy..."
Tracy looks at her, both of their eyes grow wide as a smug look showed on both of their faces.

"What? Why are you looking at me like that?"
I then jumped as I felt two hands on my shoulders.

"Your presence is requested..."

"FUCK! CY! Don't scare me like that!"
I whined as I held her hand, she then pulled away. Of course...she was still up acting as if she disliked me.
"They know Cy...Its fine. Anyways, can it wait? The boys will be fine without me. I've got a phone."

Cy gives a nod leaning down to my ear, lowering her voice.

"Your presence is requested, Mistress..."
She gave my shoulders a light squeeze. Obviously it was something important by the way she was looking at me.