No Good For You

XXVI

Our lips parted as I continued riding on top of him.

"Take all of it." he instructed.
"I can't..."
"Yes, you can."
"No, it's t-too big..."
He grabbed onto my hips and I was pushed down, making me moan loudly and quickly cover my mouth. "You're a slut, remember? You can take it."
I whimpered softly as I tried to work with it but I struggled.
"Come here, I got you." He grabbed my throat and pulled me back down to him to lock our lips as he began thrusting upwards. "There you go, baby. Look how easy I slide in."

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We got dressed and headed back downstairs. I went down first and Riot would wait a few minutes.

"What's for din-..."
"Where have you been?" B asked and leaned against the kitchen doorway.
"In my room? Why?"
"I knocked on your door three times and you didn't answer."
"I took a nap. Why are you so uptight?"

Riot got off of the elevator while looking at his phone. I watched B's eyes travel to him.
Riot started snickering. "You in trouble again?" he asked me.
"I don't know. I didn't do anything."
B was still glaring at Riot.
"What?" Riot asked.
B looked at me now. "You promised me."

"And I intend to keep that promise." I stated. But I felt bad. I'd completely forgotten about that.

"If I don't see one of you, I better see the other." B stated and his eyes darted back and forth at both of us.
"You serious right now?" Riot asked.
"Yea, I'm fuckin' serious, 'cause I don't trust you, dumbass!" B replied.
Riot sighed and looked away from him.
"Where the fuck even were you?" B asked him.
"I was in Paris." Riot answered sarcastically.
"Don't play with me, bitch." B stood up straight and took a few steps closer.
Riot rolled his eyes. "I was on the phone in my room."
"On the phone with who?"
"Megan."
"Who the fuck is Megan?"
"My girl."

Now he had my attention. But I had to appear unfazed.

"I've never heard that name a day in my life." B stated.
"You know everybody I fuck with?"
"Alright, if that's your girl bring her over."
"What?"
"If that's your fuckin' girl...! Bring her over. Your birthday tomorrow. We'll do somethin' and you bring her here."
"Fine." Riot agreed. "She'll show up tomorrow."
"Good." B turned around and walked back into the kitchen.

I turned and looked at Riot.

"What?" he asked.
"Your girl?" I said quietly.
"Mhm."
"For how long?"
"I don't know. Like a week."
I nodded.

My hand flew across his face before I walked into the kitchen.

...

For the rest of the day I didn't speak to Riot. It wasn't that I was upset he had a girlfriend. It was that he didn't tell me and used me to help him cheat. I would have never done what I had if I knew he was taken. Now I felt guilty.

We sat at the dinner table and they conversed as I stayed silent.

"Leila, you alright?" Psycho asked.
"Mhm." I replied.
"You're quieter than usual." B stated.
"I'm fine. I'm just tired."
"Didn't you take a nap earlier?"

Fuck.

"Yea. I guess it wasn't long enough." I shrugged.
"Mm."

"So Riot." B called.
"What?"
"Tell us about Megan."
"For what?" Riot asked and leaned back in his chair.
"The broad's comin' over to my house and I don't know who the fuck she is."
Riot sighed. "I don't know, man. She's cute."
"This the same girl that you sat on the couch with at Ocean?" I asked.
"No."
"Oh so you're just a slut." I offered and took a bite of my food.
He side eyed me. I stared back with eyes full of rage.

"When did you two meet?" B wondered.
"Why the fuck you askin' me this shit?"
"Damn, I can't be curious? I just wanna know what's goin' on in my little brother's life. You've never mentioned her before but all of a sudden you have a girlfriend."
"You have a girlfriend?" Psycho asked.

We all looked at him.

"Where have you been this entire time?" I asked him.
"Disassociating." he answered and took another bite of his food.

We turned back to Riot.

"You can ask her these questions tomorrow. I don't feel like answerin' this shit."
"You don't feel like it or you don't know the answer?" B asked.
"I don't feel like it." Riot replied harshly.
"Yea, alright."
"What's her name?" Psycho asked.
"Marissa." I answered.
"Monica." said B.
"Her name is Megan." Riot sighed.
"That's it." me and B responded simultaneously.
"I hate both of you." Riot stated.

"So here's the plan." B began. "You'll bring her here. We'll eat dinner. You can open your gifts. Then we leave and go to which ever club you motherfuckers choose because I don't really care. But I'm not hostin' a fuckin' party. I'm tired." he planned.
"Yea, alright." Riot answered reluctantly.
I finished eating and got up.

"Yea, this'll be fun." I stated.