Mutt (Interracial BxB)

Chapter 17: EYES SHUT

I packed my bags and headed outside. Taylor was already in the RV, his driver was leaning on the vehicle with a cigarette inbetween his big lips.

"Hey! Where the hell are y'all going?"

I turned. Penelope was walking up to the RV in her signature red designer dress. She had her hair in a messy bun.

Taylor walked out of the RV and rolled his eyes at Penelope.

"Where do you think you're going with him? You were never like this with Daniel." Penelope stated, crossing her arms.

"Daniel is a prostitute, Mutts not." Taylor said.

"Mutt? That's your name?" She turned to me, lifting her eyebrows in utter shock.

"My name is Max but people call me Mutt. It's a nick-"

"Yeah, I know what a fucking nickname is. Why are you taking the RV? How did you know I wasn't going to take it?"

"Because you never take the RV, you always have the jet." Taylor argued, grabbing my bag and tossing it into the drivers arms.

"Okay whatever, where are you going?"

"That's none of your business."

"Uh, you're my husband, I think it is my business."

Taylor sighed, "we're going to New York. He's never been before."

Penelope looked over at me, a smile creeping onto her face.

"Mutt-I mean Max. Can I call you Max?"

"Yeah, I guess." I stuffed my hands in my pocket.

"First things first, don't guess, always be sure. Second thing, if you're going to New York, you shouldn't go with Taylor, he's boring. I'd be the perfect person to go with." Her smile slowly dropped as she looked down at my clothes and then up at my hair.

"I'm going, Taylor. If you're going to leave me for a guy, I want him to look decent. You don't get to leave me for someone who looks homeless. Plus, I like the vibe I get from Max. I think we'll be good friends." 

I can't help but smile as Taylor looks speechless at Penelope. He looks like he wants to argue but can't. She's where I wanted to be. She controls the man. But I didn't want to control Taylor, I wanted to control other men.

"You'll be my apprentice." She said to me.

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Hours passed and Taylor and I were still sitting in the RV waiting for Penelope. She had said she was going to shower and get packed but it doesn't take three hours to do that.

I sighed, looking over at Taylor. He looked like he had something on his mind. I caressed his chin to get his attention. He turned to me.

"I'm sorry about Penelope. I wanted to tell her no but I couldn't. She would've came anyway." Taylor said.

"It's alright, I think this ten hour drive will be interesting. I actually like her."

Taylor chuckled, "she's a bitch."

"Yeah, she is." I laughed.

Penelope finally entered the RV. She had bags in her hands. Taylor rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"Did you really go shopping?" Taylor asked, standing up.

"Yes, I did. Max is not going to New York in those clothes. Quick, change." She placed the bags at my feet and smiled.

I shot Taylor a confused look before grabbing a bag. I stood up off the couch, ready to head to the bathroom.

"Where are you going? Get dressed right here." Penelope demanded.

"What?" I asked.

"Oh relax. You two aren't the only gay ones here."

I couldn't help but smile at what Penelope said. A lesbian and gay guy married. You don't see that every day.

I did as told though. I stripped down to my briefs.

Penelope studied my body before snapping her fingers. "In the bag by your feet, get the white button up and navy blue shorts. I also brought a little accessories to go with your outfits. And don't worry about your hair, I can fix that."

I watched as Taylor sighed before walking away and into the drivers area.

It wasn't long before we were on the road. Penelope was in her little room doing God knows what. I was watching TV and Taylor was with the driver in the passenger seat.

My phone began to ring. I looked at the caller ID.

Bonnie again.

I hesitated on wether or not to hang up but it's been too long since I've heard his voice. I was weak and gave in. I answered the phone.

At first there was silence. We listened to each other breathe.

"I didn't think you'd answer." Bonnie said.

"Me either."

"I-I miss you. I wanna see you Mutt. I want to see you tonight. I know you're staying with my brother and I'm willing to go over there." Bonnie said.

I sighed rubbing my temple, "that's not a good idea."

"I don't care."

"I'm not there."

"Then where are you?"

"I don't know, okay. Maryland by now, maybe Virginia." I stated.

"... you run away?"

"No. I'm visiting New York for a few days."

"... I heard about what happened with the schools hockey team. I'm sorry."

"Don't be, it was my fault." I stared at the floor. My voice started to shake. I was getting emotional just thinking about it again.

"No it was-"

"Yes it was Bonnie. If I wouldn't have been fucking every dude in plain sight, I wouldn't have been raped okay. It was a lesson." I tried blinking away tears but failed.

Suddenly I felt my phone being taken from my hands. I looked up to see Penelope. She hung up and threw my phone on the couch beside me.

"Okay, listen here Max. It may not seem like I care about Taylor but I do and I won't have him dating a weak bitch. Taylor is a weak bitch and two weak bitches can't be in a relationship because then there's no one to save either of you." Penelope took a seat next to me.

Now wasn't the time. I rolled my eyes in response to her.

"Cold bitch." I muttered.

"Yes I am a cold bitch. You know why I'm a cold bitch? Because I used to be just like you, getting used by everyone. I was raped too but you don't see me whining about it. I got up and done something about it. My uncle is no longer alive now, because of me. So you can sit around moping about it or you can get off your ass and do something about it. Look at me, Max. Nobody deserves to get raped, nobody." Penelope wiped my tears away. "Now smile, okay. You  got me now so life isn't looking too bad for you."

I couldn't help but smile at Penelopes narcissism.

"See. Come here child. I've got so much to teach you."

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