Now That You Are Here

Less of a Hassle

Reign's and Brixton's outfit on the top. 

"Hello?"

"Is this Reign?"

"Yeah. Why?"

"This is Brixton."

"Why the fuck are you calling me? Are you trying to pin all the girls on me? I'm literally called the house slut, and you think it's a good idea to call me?"

"Now that I think about it, this is a bad idea."

"Right, so...I'm hanging up now."

"Wait, please don't."

"What could you possibly want from me Brixton?"

"You aren't like them, you know?"

"Like who?"

"Those girls."

"What girls? There are too many girls living in this house."

"Like Jenny or Kelsey."

"Okay, thank you for the compliment. What does this have to do with anything?"

"I don't really know. I like talking to you better than I do Jenny."

"You're dating her. Why the fuck would you date someone you don't like talking to?"

"Well...she's a great lay."

"Wow. I'm so glad you feel comfortable enough to tell me that you like having sex with the girl."

"God. Your sarcasm makes me want to bang my head against a wall."

"It might knock some sense into you. Try it for me."

Brixton chuckles on the other side of the phone, and it's one of the hottest things I've ever heard. I love having sex, trust me, but nothing has made me more turned on than hearing him chuckle. I take a deep breath as I try to calm my body down. I just got out of the shower. I really don't want to take a cold one right now.

"Reign?"

"Yeah?"

"Are the rumors true?"

"That I had sex with him?"

"Yeah."

"They are true. I did have sex with him. But I didn't know he had a girlfriend. I wouldn't have if I knew he was dating anyone."

"I'm sorry that everyone is..."

"Making me suffer for something I didn't mean to do?"

"Yeah."

"Well, Brixton. It's called life, and it sometimes fucking sucks."

"They shouldn't do that though."

"Just like you shouldn't be calling me. How did you get my number anyway?"

"Some of my friends know Houston."

"Oh. A lot of people know Houston."

"He's saying things about you too."

"Eh. He's a jerk, so he can just fuck off."

"I can't believe he cheated on you. Do you know for how long?"

"No, but I don't want to know. I already feel like I'm an idiot, so that'll only make it worse."

"That makes sense, but you aren't an idiot."

"I would have to disagree, but thank you for the sentiment. It's truly appreciated."