Underneath Your $kin

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The next morning it seemed as if everything returned back to normal. Michael was the first one to get up though. He wanted to let Sienna rest, it was almost inevitable that she'd have an awful hangover.

Mike picked up his cellphone and headed downstairs to immediately call D-Roc to see if anyone had gotten hurt that night.

"Hey D." Mike said when luckily D-Roc answered. "Hey, Mike. I'm glad you got Senika and Sienna out bruh, you did a good ass job." Mike chuckled. "Yeah, but dawg, it was not easy. But I just called to see if anyone got hurt, and if Roberto got taken care of." D-Roc sighed. "Nah luckily ain't nobody get hurt but uh.. yeah we made a deal. I guess he thought I got people who was stealin' weed from him, which i don't. So I just gave him a couple pounds, trying to come off flexible, y'know." "Which you are." Mike agreed. "But yeah everyone's fine, I'm fine. Got another pound for you though, whenever you're ready." D-Roc said gratefully. "Good. Well Sienna is still asleep but when she wakes up, if shes stable I'ma call you, aight?" D-Roc said okay and Mike hung up.

When Mike turned around to head back upstairs, Sienna was just standing behind him half naked with a blanket wrapped around her. She managed a slight smile. Mike held out his arms. Sienna hugged him tightly. "What happened last night?" She said with a raspy voice. "You just got a little too wasted, baby. Nothing big happened," Mike said trying to keep her calm.

Sienna dropped her blanket and wrapped her arm around his neck and kissed him passionately.  He picked her up and wrapped her legs around his waist, kissing her back. He turns around and sets her on the counter taking off her top, ready to make love to her again.

Sienna takes off Mike's shirt and says "I owe this to you." He removes his bottoms, as does she and he grasps her waist as he enters her. She wraps her arms around his neck once again, and kisses him softly as she feels him thrusting in between her legs. She kisses his neck delicately and presses her body against his.

Michael can tell Sienna is enjoying herself, as she lets out gasps and small moans. He feels her digging her nails into his back, taking that as a silent beg for more. He takes her off of the counter and turns her so she's facing the wall. He lifts her leg and enters her once more pressing his body against hers. He sucks on her neck and rubs her hips softly.

They continue for five more minutes.

After they finish Sienna kisses Mike's lips softly once more, after he tells her he's going to make another run, and pick up something to eat. "Let me come with you, I hate being here alone." She asked. Mike nodded and they headed downtown to visit D-Roc.

Sienna watched out the car window, looking at all of the drug addicts, beat up houses, and small children wandering the streets. She couldn't help but think about how she's just another one of those druggies. She may not live in a beat up house, but she's still lost in the world, and has no coping skills. Just drug usage.

Mike puts his hand on her leg. "You all right princess?" he asks, still keeping his eyes on the road. She nods. "Too many fuckin' small children walkin' around, god damn." Mike says angrily. "Can't even turn a fuckin' corner without almost running over a nigga." Sienna chuckles. "I guess," she murmurs.

She couldn't help but feel bad for abandoning her mom after her dad died, acting like nothing bothered her, and pushing the people who cared about her most away. She was ashamed, but really did not want to admit it. So she just continued to go along with what she did best. Do drugs, party, and have sex. "The only thing that matters is that I have an amazing boyfriend who does all in his power to keep me safe, despite our surroundings. I love him, and he's all I need," She thought to herself.

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