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“Mark you can’t be seriously consulting the prosecution on how they can destroy my case,” Alden Thompson, defense attorney for the detectives and officer that assaulted and attempted to kill my son.

“Alden I have been meeting with ADA Deveroe since he came to me seeking some advice on a case. Now he couldn’t go into details and I didn’t ask for any, I just gave him a few points as to where to step in and go for the kill,” I explain as Alden paces the 7th green.

We’re at the R.R. golf course, it’s a modest course but I know it fairly well and can play it strong and solid which is why I have a man here who can’t afford to spend his time on the green. I’m kicking his ass on more than one front today. The fact that he knows I’ve been meeting with ADA Deveroe isn’t a surprise considering I’ve spared a few of Deveroe’s cases in past years by not taking clients that would drag our firm’s name in the dirt. Yes a legal firm can have a good reputation along with a winning one, it’s just not easy.

“Mark we’ve known each other for a while but I have to warn you that you’re playing a dangerous game by assisting the DA’s office,” Alden is warning me, how quaint.

“Wow, Alden Thompson coming to the defense of me? I need to have the time marked as a near miracle in the making,” I state before laying out my chip shot.

“You should be taking this case Mark, you could finally stick it to the system getting bad cops off the streets,” Alden states trying to get under my skin as we move to his shot,” I mean they had their reasons.”

“We’re lawyers and in our world the ends justify the means but cops have a code and they broke it,” I state as he lines up his shot,” And besides I’d never tank a case just to see justice done.”

“Justice? You? You actually used that word considering how many people you’ve helped walk away from major crimes,” Alden is biting but I’m having fun.

“My clients were innocent and a court of law found them to be innocent. It’s one thing to pick easy cases and win Alden,” I watch his shot, sliced it a little,” It’s another to take the case because you know it’s hard but you know you’ll be saving someone’s life in the process.”

“So you just turned your head to the mountain of evidence in some of your cases because you ‘knew’ they were innocent,” Alden asks and I chuckle a little.

“See that’s why you’ll never make it as a judge,” Alden has been eyeing a seat on the bench for years,” you try to be unbiased about a case while you are very biased about the same case. If you can’t make up your mind now how are you going to do that when you’re the one deciding someone’s life?”

Alden and I finish the round of golf before turning in and while my temporary partner has headed to the clubhouse to celebrate his loss, I head home. I have more important things to do. Back home I’m able to watch my family get ready for the next day and while I could reply to a few messages that Deveroe has sent me he Alden was right, getting to close could cost me too much. Guy is going back to school tomorrow and since he has had three meetings with Dr. Hill in almost two weeks she says he’s still hurting but he’s more open and expressing himself which helps her gauge his current mental state. Her assessments are good but the only thing I’m seeing wrong in the world is how he and Bethany are getting along. She’s friendly towards him but she is nervous, possibly even afraid of him, and there has been nothing to show why she should be feeling this way and while her mother and sister have asked what it is that happened and she’s denied anything has happened something has. I put that in its place for now and look a little bit into family work, Guy’s school removal paperwork. His idea and honestly it’s not a bad one considering even when he’s trying to get some peace they declare war.

Carlos Ortega: Thursday at Lunch

“So he’s here but he’s been in the school office,” I ask Romeo.

“Yeah, I was helping out when he came in. He had some papers with him and he’s been in the new Principal’s office ever since. I left to come tell you when lunch started,” Romeo informs me of the situation and I nod.

“So you gonna talk to him Carlos,” Hector asks and I give him a look,” Come on I’m asking here, he won’t see me but you could try to ask him about that contract. Lupe is on my ass about it.”

“How about you remember the shit you pulled and then think about what happened the last time someone tried to make peace with us,” I tell Hector and he has to think,” You beat him up. Just a week ago?”

“Yeah but still…,” Hector asks but he’s not thinking.

“Rome get him out of here before I slap him,” I order Romeo who gives me a confused look.

Romeo doesn’t usually have to help with other crew, hell he doesn’t usually help with people for the most part but he walks Hector away from me so I can think. My people are still ready for shit and keeping together since Rolando and Juanita got jumped. Ro is doing better, he doesn’t remember much but a blur of pain and being bit. Juanita on the other doesn’t go anywhere alone and even then public places are a no go without four or five others. The fucker who did this has my crew afraid of the dark and I need to get them back on their shit since we got an order to move this Friday and the meet on Saturday is a big one. A lot of partying and even the Union will be running some business behind the scenes. I make my way over to the office and think about how I’m going to even try to talk to Guy or thank him for what he did with my family and our home. He’s still in the principal’s office still, well she’s the temp principal but she’s a sister, Latina, so with any luck I can wait it out and I’ll be able to talk with Guy. I can’t hear anything from the office from the chairs they have so kids can wait their turns but it looks like they’re discussion is pretty intense. They aren’t shouting but she is not happy with whatever Guy is telling her. He picks up some papers off her desk and puts them in a folder before heading out of her office with her following him.

“Mr. Donnelly we are not done with this discussion,” Mrs. Costas says following Guy as he is half way through the office to leave.

“Yes we are, I presented my requirements, you declined. I presented my second offer so that I could have some measure of peace of mind and you continued to insult me by telling me what you think I have and do not have to do. Now Mrs. Costas I will show you what I can and will do. Enjoy your interim position but don’t unpack anymore, it will seem a little useless in the coming pair of weeks,” Guy is very formal but his voice is cold, he’s up to something.

“Mr. Donnelly I know who your family is and I know what they’re capable of and honestly if I weren’t ready for the repercussions of not giving you your way I would have stepped aside and given you your request to remove yourself from the curriculum for the remainder of the year till graduation but after everything that has happened you are obligated to remain attending classed,” I hear it and know why he’s trying to get away but why is she stopping him.

“Yes and since you already explained that you want to use me as some sort of trophy as to how much the school has come around and changed its ways since you took over I still, even when I was here on leave I was assaulted. Now your answer is to continue to return to the scene of my numerous assaults because it’ll help you? No, the answer has been and will continue to be no,” Guy isn’t angry with her, at least not like he should be but him leaving makes things a problem.

“Mr. Donnelly you are expected to be in attendance tomorrow morning at first bell for your class, if you are not there I will file paperwork to have your held back a year for missed time in school,” Mrs. Costas just threatened Guy and I step in.

“Guy will be here tomorrow Ma’am,” I add and both look at me, her with some relief and him with something, I don’t know the look.

“No, I won’t. Good day,” Guy says it and quietly turns around to leave.

Guy walks right out and I follow him, I gotta talk to him somehow and it’s looking like I won’t get any more opportunities. I catch up but I don’t cut him off.

“Guy can I talk to you,” I ask and he doesn’t even look,” Yes? No? Go fuck myself?”

“Quod petis, refert,” he says it and I have no clue what he just said.

“Bro I have no clue what that means,” I tell him and he stops.

“If you’re going to jump me get it over with so I can pick myself up off the ground again and return home,” Guy is ready for another beating but this is different.

“You did what you did for my family, for me, because you could. I wanted to tell you thank you, my mom and dad say thank you. I know you didn’t’ have to do it, you could have let me and my family hurt but you didn’t. You said you didn’t do it because you could,” I am really trying to make a point here but he’s not interested,” I know you don’t believe me but I never wanted all this. I know we hit you because we thought it was disrespect but all this over the years…”

“Was your fun and games,” Guy finishes but he’s wrong.

“It was me not stepping up and taking control of the situation. I let my people have their fun and I didn’t care that it fucked you up. All of this is because I didn’t stand up and do the right thing, I hate bullies and I made myself into one by not doing the right thing after the first time,” I am in front now and between him and his way out.

“Are you done,” Guy asks and I shake my head no.

“No, not until you and me and my whole crew are squared up. I need this, you do to,” I say that and I watch it happen.

Something about Guy changes, like he just shakes a little as if he got cold right here in the early spring sun and when he opens his eyes I’m staring at Guy but not the one I’ve been talking to.

“Vos miserum cibus, sacco, dignum arbitratus ut sciam quid opus est,” Guy says to me and again I don’t understand what he is saying or asking.

“Guy, what? What are you saying,” I ask him and just like that he shakes a little again.

“Leave me alone, I have a world to ruin,” Guy tells me then steps around and walks to his car.

I watch him leave and wonder if I didn’t put my foot up my own ass by trying to help Mrs. Costa. I head back to the office and see her sitting in what is now her office. A little knock and she looks up from her computer to me.

“Mr. Ortega,” she asks and I nod,” Your reputation precedes you.”

“Doesn’t sound like a good thing,” I respond closing her office door after me and sitting down,” Guess you were told a lot about me and my friends.”

“I was but with no evidence or witnesses I make my own judgments,” she tells me and I nod,” So thank you for offering to help Guy find his way back to school tomorrow.”

“I didn’t want to make it look like I was going to be dragging him in here or anything. I just wanted to let him know that nothing is going to happen to him here,” I could admit to a lot but I don’t, Mrs. Costa nods.

“Well it’s nice to have some student support around the campus. Mr. Donnelly is something of a rallying cry to have students abandon school and stand up to a… abusive and authoritative administration,” I have heard a little but if she knows about it then it’s probably bigger than I thought.

“May I ask a real question ma’am,” I get the nod to continue,” Why not just let him go? He is going to be miserable and he’s going to point everything he has at you. You know what his family does and I know how far they are willing to go to make a point at someone’s expense.”

“Because I have a chance here to prove them and him wrong. I am not doing this to hurt Guy Donnelly, I’m doing this to prove that he can come to this school and feel safe, that he can come here and not feel like he’s going to be attacked or assaulted,” Mrs. Costa explains and I listen,” I prove to him he is a valued student. I help a very intelligent young man with oppositional authority issues see that he can be a part of the school he hates and I can make changes to this school for the better of everyone.”

“He’s your trophy,” I say the words and she shakes her head.

“He’s a spokesman and what he says is not being seen and heard and people are following his life to see what happens next. Now Mr. Ortega,” she hasn’t called me Carlos yet, she’s called Guy by his first name though,” While there is no evidence or witnesses to any of the events that have happened to Guy at this school I am not blind. I will not tolerate any action that puts the student body at risk and IF I find out that anyone of your friends take any actions that do I will remove them from this school and they will not come back.”

She’ll expel anyone who causes problems, I nod but now I need to bring everyone in and lay down the law. We got only a few months left for most of us but the younger crew need to keep their heads on and stop thinking for themselves for a while. I finish my day and call a meeting, everyone shows and I let them know that we are under some serious shit with the principal and after I slapped around Hector they aren’t confused with what will happen if they step out of line. Biggest point I have to make is that it’s not me they need to be worried about coming after them, its Mrs. Costas.

Next morning is quiet, good and people are waiting as Guy shows up. Most important person waiting is Mrs. Costas who is out front watching him walk up to the school. She’s smiling but I’ve seen Guy like this before and he’s not here because he wants to be.

“Mr. Donnelly thank you for showing up after everything that has happened recently,” She welcomes him but he doesn’t slow down,” Have a minute to speak?”

Guy stops and turns to look at her, he’s not dressed up like he was earlier this year. He looks more like the old Guy, hooded shirt and beat up jeans with a back pack. Only thing different from then and now is Guy would have stopped and tried to be polite or nice and now he just stares at Mrs. Costas.

“I know we got off on the wrong foot yesterday and I’m hoping to rectify that by helping to show you that your remaining months will be more productive and that this school is making a change in how it is being run and how the students will be treated by each other and by the staff,” Mrs. Costas is smiling but Guy just looks at her with almost no expression.

Nothing comes out of Guy’s mouth; he doesn’t respond or even reply to Mrs. Costas trying to welcome him. She is trying to smile and be friendly but Guy ignores it turning away from her and heading to his class. I’m actually glad he’s here since it’ll give me a chance to talk with him and try again to apologize for everything. Yes I did it yesterday but I don’t know, I just need to make things right. It’s a need for me. My day comes and goes; I don’t see Guy except when he picks up his lunch and heads off to the library to eat. One of my people watching him says he’s been in the library all day long after his first two classes just sitting and talking to himself. His friend in the leather jacket visited him and he showed interest in her when she was there, maybe I can talk to her about what I can do to get him to see that I’m actually sorry about what happened. We’re heading out of school and I’ve got my people all heading home when I see her coming my way and I don’t know why she makes me nervous, probably because I want to take her out and she hates me more than anything in the world.

“Carlos can I speak with you about something,” Abby is walking at me and she doesn’t look mad for once,” Why do you keep coming after my brother?”

“I’m not coming after him. What happened the other day was my friends trying to defend me when they didn’t know what your brother was doing for me and I handled them for it,” I explain and she waits for me to finish like I just said the wrong thing.

“No I mean why are you telling the principal that you’re going to make sure Guy comes to school every day? Are you enjoying watching him suffering through your crap,” Abigail asks me and I’m a little surprised by her reaction to me trying to keep Guy in school.

“I don’t enjoy it, I don’t think I ever did but maybe somewhere at the beginning I probably did and I won’t lie about that but now… here and now I just want him to be able to walk around school and not be afraid of my friends and me,” I explain and she listens but doesn’t believe me,” I know you don’t understand but I just want to fix this hate between him and my friends and me. If I could get that back to somewhere that wasn’t him afraid of me and me feeling like shit about what I allowed happen I’d be content with pretty much everything else.”

“You just don’t get it and you probably never will Carlos so I am going to have to tell you in plain words. There will never be anything good between you two,” Abby says it and I can’t believe in that,” You can try to deny it all you want but you and your friends will never… N-E-V-E-R be on good terms with Guy or anyone in our family with the way things are. Stop trying to convince him that you’re a good person, you’re not, it’s just guilt and like most people with indigestion it’ll pass and you’ll be right back to the abusive bully everyone has watched the past few years.”

“I understand why you think that but you’re wrong and I’d like the chance to prove it to you and your brother and your whole family,” I tell her and she doesn’t look like she believes a word of what I’m saying,” Come to church with us this Sunday.”

“Excuse me,” she responds not angry but stunned.

“Your whole family comes to Church with my family this Sunday. See us outside of here, see me outside of here when I’m not ‘the bully’,” I have to put it that way since she sees me like that,” Give me the chance to prove that my family and I are serious about making things good between both families.”

“No, you don’t deserve it,” Abby tells me in a cold tone, not like her brother’s though.

“Ask Marta then, she’ll back me up and you trust her. Guy might trust her too and she’ll be there along with my parents. One Sunday to prove that my family and I are serious about making things good between us again,” I offer and my god I love her.

Yeah I still want her more than anything which is just a little more than I want to make peace between Guy and my people. Abigail for her part just shakes her head and walks away which I expected but I have to get home so I can get Marta to help me. My sister knows I’m trying to fix the damage I allowed so maybe she can convince Abby and Guy and the rest to come down to church. Got plenty to look forward to this weekend.

Guy: After school

So here I am at school when I really don’t want to be. I gave Mrs. Costas two perfectly good options for letting me finish out my classes and then take the rest of the year till graduation off then I would come back and walk with my class but she seems to think I need to be here. That or she needs me here to prove she can handle this school and the animals it cages. I don’t do much my first day back, go to my two classes, hand in my work that I had done for when I was gone, then sit in the library and think.

So I say we just protest out and when she bitches sic the Dad on her.

Which Dad?

The lawyer, he’ll screw her up nicely.

NO.

I don’t mean to be disrespectful but we’ve been at this longer than you…

AND I HAVE DONE MORE TO DESTROY THOSE THAT STAND BEFORE US IN A FRACTION OF THE TIME THAN YOU HAVE SO QUIET YOUR NOISE AND HAVE HIM
FIND SOMEONE TO HURT. I HUNGER.

Well there are a few girls who like him enough and we could have him talk to that would be interested in…

I DO NOT CARE FOR WHO LIKES HIM. I HUNGER, HE HUNGERS AND HE WILL HUNT AND FEAST.

I’m looking at the parking lot, Natalie’s car is gone. Abby and Beth have gone home too. Sydney and Jenna are nowhere to be found as I’m walking the school grounds. I pass the gym, the cafeteria, but it’s when I get near the office I see Principal Costas heading to her car and a few of the staff leaving too.

YES.

My lord that will end in him being imprisoned.

FIND HIM FLESH NOW.

Wandering the halls looking for someone, hell anyone and I don’t find anything which is disappointing until I get to the science labs. Not a favored class mind you but as I walk, and for some reason I’m being quiet, hear people talking in one of the labs.

“So what are you doing once you’re done helping me out,” Brandon, I recognize the ‘hey girl’ in his voice asks and I listen in.

“Going to call a ride and head home,” and that is Emily.

my lord she has been receptive to him before, perhaps…

QUIET WORM, I’M WAITING FOR HIM.

my lord what are you waiting for Guy to do?

NOT GUY YOU FOOL, I’M NOT WAITING FOR HIM.

“You know I could give you a ride. I mean you been helping me with my project a couple weeks now so I figure it’ll be good to help you out for a change,” Brandon is trying, I wonder how this is going to play out considering how Emily can get.

“Brandon no, I said I’d help you with your project. That is all. I’m not a quickie to expand your horizons on so please,” Emily is quick to stop him, I like it,” don’t ask and I know you’re looking since you broke it off with that girl, the one that nobody saw coming and everyone should have, to try to get back with Jenna.”

“Hey it ain’t like that, you’ve been helping me with this and I was just trying to be nice,” Brandon is trying to play the nice guy card, kind of difficult when you have his reputation.

“And thank you for the offer but I already messaged a ride and they’ll be at the school in a few to pick me up,” Emily is bluffing, I know the sound of it.

“Who,” Brandon with good to ask her, normally I’d be supportive of someone calling someone else out on a bluff.

“Me actually, never left today and was waiting for your message,” I tell Emily as I step into the science lab,” Going to be much longer?”

“Where the hell did you come from,” Brandon asks, awww he still doesn’t like me.

“Somewhere cold, dark and unforgiving,” I respond turning my attention back to Emily where it should be,” Want me to pull up my car or shall I walk you out?”

“Walk me out please, remember Brandon put everything back in its casing so it’s organized for the presentation,” Emily tells Brandon as we exit the science lab.

We get far enough away that she’s sure Brandon isn’t following us before finally relaxing, I can tell because she’s pretty easy to read when she doesn’t have the squad around. What surprises me is that I can smell her with a foot of physical space between us. It’s a little salty and almost wet if wet had a smell. We get to the front of the school when I figure we’re far enough away.

“So I’m guessing I wasn’t planned for,” I ask and she nods,” Natalie was supposed to wait or come back?”

“Yes, either that or my brother would come get me. I just really don’t want to be alone with him. He requested me for help when my name was on the list of people who can help with final projects and while I don’t really care for the subject of sports, diet and conditioning of professional athletes,” I give her a look and she notices,” not my choice for a subject on a final project but he’s been more…. persistent with asking me if I need a ride home or if I want to get an early dinner. I remember him spending his future millions when he was dating Jenna.”

“He spent money with Jenna,” I ask and she laughs a little and shakes her head.

“No that’s the point,” Emily clarifies and we both laugh a little.

WHY ARE YOU INTERFERING?

my lord I’m just helping to bring the female along. she’ll be easier to entice…

FOOL THIS WEAKNESS WAS WHAT CALLED ME. NOW STOP INTERFERING.

I get us to my car and get the door for her; I’m being polite, before getting in and driving us to her parent’s home/business. It’s a little odd when half the building is a house and the other is a convenience store and after a loop around Emily has me stop at the half way point.

“They built the connection after a couple years of owning it. The whole thing is still two buildings it just has a connection you can’t get into without going from one to the other,” she explains and I can see it a little.

I park in the drive way as she looks around a little confused, not sure what is going on but when I don’t stop the car she gives me an odd look.

ENOUGH OF THESE GAMES.

I stop the car’s engine and stare at Emily waiting for her to say or do something when quietly she opens the door to my car and steps out. I give her a second and leaving my bag in the car get out and as soon as I’m on my feet and walking she looks like she’s not sure what I’m doing but she leads and I follow her into the house. I take off my shoes at the door like last time and as soon as their off I follow Emily to her room and as soon as we’re in I nudge the door closed behind me. Emily hasn’t turned around and I take in her attire. Comfortable but hip hugging capri pants and a loose v neck top and calf high socks.

“You want to try to play some games,” Emily asks and I feel something… more.

“No, I’m hungry,” is all I can think to say almost putting my chest against her back, she’s only 5’6” and her hair smells like raspberries.

“I can get some food from the kitchen,” I grunt and she smells sweet,” I can get a snack from the store.”

“I… hunger,” I say it again and she shivers a little.

I put my arms around Emily’s arms and she recoils a little backing into me a little pressing her back against my chest. I put her breasts between my forearms, one above and one below and squeeze. Emily whines a little and I snap putting my hand around her neck, she freezes but she knows I’m in charge.

“Bra… off,” I growl and she nods a little, I’m letter her move some, I’m not a complete animal right?

She doesn’t try to take her shirt off, I guess she is feeling shy but with a little maneuvering she gets her bra off and drops it to the floor. I release her neck and feel around her waist before undoing the clasp of her pants. They don’t drop to the floor, snug pants by the feel as I work my hand into her panties and feel hair, lips and then moist.

BETTER, NOW TAKE HER.

very soon my lord.

As soon as I get a finger between Emily’s lips she backs into me and I feel her hands, one on my forearm and the other on my wrist in her pants. Not trying to stop me, more like she’s holding on. I find her clit with my finger and just play and tease it as Emily continues to whine and moan against me, I let loose her throat and squeeze her tit a little and now she moans a little more.

“That thought you’re having, that deep wicked little thought you’re thinking right now. Say it,” I whisper to Emily and she comes to for a second,” Say the words.”

“Do it,” is all Emily has to say.

I take my hand out of her pants and off her breast before pulling off her top over her head and toss it aside. Emily gets her own pants off and steps away from me for the first time since I touched her kneeling on her bed and moving up to the head where her pillows, all twelve or so, are piled around. My hoodie comes off with my t shirt inside it and my pants don’t have boots in the way to keep me from getting out of them. Naked and looking fresh meat… odd to think like that, oh well… Emily still has her panties on and is leaning back against her headboard waiting for me as I crawl on her bed. I spread her legs and move my face down to her panty covered lips.

“Guy I haven’t let anyone do thaaaa…. What the hell,” Emily protests before giving in.

While she was trying to speak I pulled her panties aside and took her clit into my mouth sucking and flicking it with speed. This is not light and playful; this has a purpose as I feel Emily shift on the bed as she enjoys my feasting. I wait for her to get a little wet before lower my whole body down flat to the bed and after snaking my arms up under her ample thighs and around her hips shove my tongue deep into her. She can’t move away from my mouth and hand which I’m using both vigorously on her hole and clit. I can tell she’s still breathing but not much noise is coming out so I pinch her clit a little and I get a surprise. Emily’s hands grab my hair and her thighs nearly break my neck while the noise coming from her mouth is a groaning almost like a wounded animal… I can only get so erect that I have to pinch harder and ram my tongue as far as I can inside her. Emily’s ass is off the mattress but with the death grip we both have on each other keeping my face buried in her pussy she isn’t going to get much farther up and I think she just came by her next words.

“Stop…. stop stop stop stop stop,” Emily pulls my face out of her and is breathing hard,” I need a minute.”

I untangle her hips from my arms and sit up on my knees between her legs and count. What am I counting? Seconds.

She’s doing well my lord.

NOW HE BREAKS HER.

One minute, sixty seconds, the amount of time Emily asked for is now over and it’s my turn. I take her hips in my hand and pull her down the bed closer to me scooping her legs under my arms and getting a surprised noise out of Emily. I use a hand to line my cock up to her entrance and pull her to me a little more getting a couple inches inside and immediately she starts freaking out.

“Shit, Guy stop a second… Guy we need a condom… we need protection,” Emily is trying to stop this and I don’t know why.

“Why,” I ask looking down at her.

“Because I could get pregnant,” first answer is a good one.

“And the problem with that would be what exactly,” I have no idea where this is in my mind but I’m not against it honestly,” are you on birth control?”

“Yes…,” Emily answers quietly.

“Do you have a condom now,” I ask and she shakes her head no,” Do you really want me to stop… right now… and go find one?”

“I don’t know… I’m just not…,” enough talking from her on the subject, I don’t like the direction.

“Emily if I have to get dressed and leave I will not be happy, I will be very… VERY angry. I will find someone to fuck, someone not you, I will give them everything you earned today. I will not come back for you now decide,” I ask and she thinks for a second.

Emily shifts her hips a little closer to me and while it’s not much it puts me just a little deeper and from there I start moving. I’m still on my knees and upright while Emily is flat on her back with her legs held up by my arms so I’m not able to get all the way in but it’s enough as I get to watch her very impressive breasts, not too big but still nice, move up and down. As wet as Emily is getting in and out of her is not as easy as I’d have thought, apparently she really doesn’t let men inside her, more for me. I’m going a little faster and she’s enjoying it but I just can’t seem to get into it.

OWN THE FEMALE. DOMINATE HER.

I move Emily’s legs up to my shoulders before pushing and leaning forward putting me all the way inside and nearly folding her in half. She’s surprised but doesn’t look to uncomfortable till I get her knees almost to her chest and back out almost all the way before pounding myself deep and hard. Emily’s face goes from surprise to shock as I pound her hard and deep, she can’t get out or move, she has to lay under me pinned and take it. I’m going hard and I feel really good when I really notice her face, it’s not looking at me or anything really, she’s not in the moment. I allow her legs to move off my shoulders and put my forearms under her shoulders so we’re face to face now.

“You like having it all be about you, don’t you,” I ask and Emily nods a little,” You’re greedy and I understand that but now… right now you’re mine. I’m going to take you hard and it’s up to you whether or not you’ll enjoy it.”

I move again this time a little less hard but still fast because I don’t feel like wasting time. She’s tight enough that I will finish quick but Emily is still not looking at me. I turn her head towards me and her eyes are closed. I lick Emily’s cheek and her eyes open wide and then I see it, she’s hiding her eyes because she’s afraid of something… me? Letting me see her have another orgasm? I don’t know what it is but we’re looking each other in the eye now and I’m going into her hard and deep only now she’s reacting to it more. It’s not a lot of reaction but when her legs wrap around mine and her hips roll up a little to help me get deeper into her I truly enjoy myself and move more eagerly if possible. Emily catches onto my now heightened feelings and wraps her arms up my back and pulls her body against mine matching each thrust till we’re only doing short slamming hits and when she begins to clamp down on me hard I can’t help it but cum and hold her down so she can’t get away while I do. I feel my whole body tense up and I allow myself to ride out the feeling, a good one, without moving. I almost expected more of a resistance or even some disappointment in me not catering to her needs but after a few minutes, could be longer or shorter since I’m not timing this. I feel like I’ve got nothing left but sheer length holding me inside Emily so I try to back out a little when two hands grab my ass and hold me in place.

“It’s yours right now, you paid the rent so enjoy it… please,” Emily asks me and I am interested in this little change.

“Seeing things a little differently,” I ask and she nods a little,” Why is that?”

“You took it… me but I did want you too. And it wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be. Half the time when Natalie helps me she does what I need and we’re done. You were interested but put me in my place a little and I like being told I can’t be selfish,” Emily tells me and I almost chuckle, she liked being scolded by me during sex.

“Really,” I ask and she nods a little again.

“It’s a strict family thing and last boy I tried to be with was so nervous I barely got him inside me before he… finished,” her confession is refreshing actually, not sure why.

The young man is good at this isn’t he sire?

I DON’T CHOOSE WEAK ONES.

We finally untangle from each other and go about quietly cleaning up after ourselves and once dressed, mostly, Emily opens a window and lights some incense. I give her a look about that.

“I leave a strong smell and you smell like sweat,” she informs me.

We sit awkwardly before she pulls me up on the bed and decides to cuddle a little, not sure how I feel about this but after a minute or so I’m pretty good with the cuddling thing. I haven’t had much of it in any form but it’s something I think I could get used to.

GET HIM OUT OF THERE. THIS IS MAKING HIM WEAKER.

Do it yourself my lord.

YOU DARE…

We don’t get to control; we don’t get to rule over him. We influence, we guide.

A wonderful moment that has me at a complete disadvantage when the door to Emily’s bedroom opens and we both look up to see her brother, younger brother, staring at us mid sentence before closing the door as he backs up. Emily gives me a worried look, me? I smirk. I can hear the talking, it’s Chinese but I know Dad voice when I hear it. We aren’t holding each other at this point but he already starts in on her when I stand up and put myself in front of him. Ever see someone go from pissed to frozen in fear in less than four seconds, this is what it feels like to do that and I like it.

“Could I speak with your wife please,” I ask Emily’s father who backs up a little from me and says something to his son who just watched his father nearly piss himself.

What the?

How in the hell?

IT IS CALLED POWER.

It takes a few minutes but when Emily’s mother comes into the room and sees me already there and then looks at her daughter she nods to me and says some more words to her husband who listens without looking away from my gaze before responding to his wife. They talk in their own language for a few more moments before he leaves so that the three of us can speak.

“Did you have sex with my daughter,” Emily’s mom asks me and I nod,” Why?”

“Because she’s beautiful, she’s smart and she wanted me to,” I get the last part out and she looks to her daughter.

Another conversation in Chinese that I can’t make out for the life of me but after a minute or so Mom nods to me again and leaves us alone. I wait for the door to close fully before looking at Emily who is relieved and a little shocked.

“My parents serious thought I was gay, Dad was worried I’d never give him grandchildren or find a good husband,” Emily states as if she never knew, maybe she didn’t,” It’s one thing at school but my parents?”

“Guess evidence helps dispel the mythos,” I reply and she nods.

“You really think I’m beautiful,” Emily asks and I smile big and with teeth.

“I can show you again if you like,” I offer and she giggles a little, it’s cute but nervous.

We don’t again, we could but I think angry Dad and me standing up to him kind of put things in an odd place. I do get a smile from Emily’s Mom as I pass through the living room to head out. I don’t think I’ll go home yet. I need to get a few things taken care of first.

Christopher: Friday Night around 11:35 pm

Okay it sucks being a man on Hector’s crew when you have a white boy name but H don’t mind it none. Carlos is turning into a bit of a dick, yeah a few of us fucked up and beat on that little shit Guy but so what. We all thought if we just forced him to come with us and got him laid or high or something he’d cool the fuck out and problem’s solved. That boss of his, the one bigger than the Union Pres put us all on notice that we got to leave the shit alone but still man, it’d fix shit. Meet is tomorrow and we got a couple local crews that are going to help make it a bit of an event and even Carlos’s cousin has said she’s putting up serious money to get someone to challenge her and the Union even said they’d help cover the odds so she can make a little more cash. I got my ride with me at the gas station to fill up before heading back home. I was with Hector and Romeo, golden fucking goose Romeo, that guy has way too much brains and should run some of the jobs. I’m inside after filling up my ride, my abuelo’s old Chevy Caprice that Carlos and the crew helped me get restored. It’s a nice pearl white with black decal so it looks classy, like Grandpa would have wanted. I pay the old bitch at the register for my gas and some smokes, bitch keeps watching me like I’m going to rob the place. I get back in my car and start it and head home. It’s not a long trip but I see something on the road, right in the middle of it that I have to slow down for. There’s someone, not sure what, standing in the middle of the street in a big brown jacket with the hood up… and is that a mask with teeth? I slow down a little and get a good look at the freak while rolling down my window.

“Hey asshole? You high or something,” I ask and the freaks shakes it’s head no,” You got a problem or what?”

The freak in the road stares at me and I can’t see any eyes in the hood or mask. The freak show tosses something at me and with a wet sound it hits me in my face and I slam on my brakes. I check my face see blood, fucker threw a bloody something and hit me in the face… oh shit. This is the fucker that did Rolando and Juanita. My door comes open and I’m ripped out of my seat and hit the street hard. I roll to get up but the freak is on me and I’m getting fucked up in the worst way by fists and knees. I don’t know how long the beating went on before blacking out but I’m being dragged by my leg and when I kick to get my leg out of the freak’s hand it turns around and puts a boot to my face. I feel something getting wrapped around my ankle and then I hear chain on metal.

“Please… stop… don’t do this,” I ask the Freak and then I hear it.

“Pointless to weep and defend what you can’t comprehend… Hatred is guiding me wrong… Cause the faith is all gone…,” the Freak sings out before heading to the front of my car.

I can smell gasoline or something and hear the Freak throwing it all over mi abuelo’s car. I got to get this chain off and then I see the car start to move slowly… and I’m chained to the back of it.

Carlos Ortega: 12:17 AM

I’m in my room about to get some sleep, my crew cleared out a couple hours ago and we’re getting ready for tomorrow’s meet and then I get to host Guy’s family at our church and try to show the better side of my people and our community to his family and Abby. Yeah it’s a long shot to get her to see me as someone other than a supreme asshole that was watching his people kick the shit out of her brother for almost four years. Everything should be ready by tomorrow and I’m about to lie down when something is really bright outside and I step to my window to take a look. Someone’s car is rolling down the street… and it’s on fire. I look close for a second and that’s Chris’s car. I rush out my door and a few other people in the crew see the car too but they aren’t sure what is going on when I start yelling at them to get over and help out. A few fire extinguishers and a couple towels so I can grab the wheel and pull a stick out of the front end that was holding the gas pedal down so it’d drive slow enough that we’d see it.

“Oh fuck,” I hear from one of my people and look to see what they see.

At the back of the car is Chris, he works under Hector, chained to the bumper and he’s bloody all over from a beating and some road rash. I step back and take a look at everything, burning car sent down my street with one of my people bleeding at the back. Someone is sending a message. I go to check Chris, he’s bloodied and scraped up a bit but he’s alive. We get him unhooked and I start making calls to clean shit up. In thirty minutes the car is off the street and everyone back inside for the most part, a couple of my crew are keeping watch to see if anything comes this way. Chris is in my house and my Mom is watching as a ‘friend’ of the Union patches him up.

“You got out of that lucky. Any faster and you’d be in a hospital needing skin grafts,” the male nurse or whatever tells Chris who looks better now that we cleaned him up.

Mom is worried about him but not me, guess I won’t get a lecture about this since I’m helping not hurting. Marta is watching everything from the hall and when I turn to look at her she shakes her head at me. I follow her to figure out what’s up.

“This is someone pissed off at you, you get that right,” she asks and I nod.

“But who? Cops did it to Guy and now someone does it to one of us… did they mess up when they found out it was the police that did Guy,” I guess and she shrugs.

“Someone is coming after your people and they’re doing it out in front of our home. In front of Mom and Dad, you need to get your little world under control before this get’s any worse,” Marta informs me and I nod.

Yeah she’s my little sis and she doesn’t have shit to do with my people but if they are coming this close to us it’s a matter of time before someone close is hurt and I can’t let that happen.

Guy: Saturday Morning

I’m waking up late today because I can afford to and my arrival down to the breakfast table late is noticed.

“When did you get in last night,” Mom asks as I get in the dining room with a plate and some pancakes on it.

“Like eleven thirty or so, I was just driving and trying to figure out what I’m going to do for the weekend,” I answer her and she nods.

“Well I think you should try talking to Sydney,” Abby says and I give her a look,” Well she asks me about you and you have been home all the time since you and your Dad had your meltdown and rebuild she’s worried. Just saying if she’s your friend you should actually speak with her.”

“You’re right Abby, I will today,” I give Abby the right of way on the subject, she is right.

“Good, I was gonna tell you yesterday I got propositioned by Carlos,” Abby says it and I stop eating,” Not like that.”

“He wanted something from you,” Mark asks and I’m with Mark’s question.

“Yeah, he thought he could change our opinion of him and his people if we went down to his family’s church on Sunday, he said we would see the better side of him and his people,” Abby chuckles a little and I smile.

“Sure, I’m game,” I state and everyone looks at me confused,” Why not, it’s not like I’m going to change my mind or anything. It’d be funny to me to watch him fail again. Maybe they’ll try to jump me again.”

“Guy we’re not going so someone can pick a fight with you even if we did go,” Mom says and I shake my head laughing.

“Mom look at Mark for ten seconds and tell me he wouldn’t smash the face in on anyone of Carlos’s people who even said a cross word to you or anyone in our family,” I ask Mom and she thinks about it.

“I say we go,” Mr. Delauter says and everyone looks down to him,” We go, we see what they have to offer and if it’s not worth our time or Guy’s time then we politely leave as people with more respectable natures would.”

Family looks like they’re in for going which will be good for the core family unit to stand together on something after Gwen and Dad took a couple weeks to head back up north to their home. Gwen really wants me to come with them up north this summer and try to get the three of us to bond in a separate environment from the Texas home. It’s something to consider but while they’re away Dad left me his little hidey hole but he took his armaments with him. Not that I’d need them if something happened considering everything I’ve got working in my favor right now.

Tonight he is moving towards Carlos.

Yes but is that really the best decision?

Not ours to make, he’s deciding himself.

I’m not so sure about that.

Everyone looks like they’re doing well of my core family except Beth, Beth is quiet and keeps giving me some sideways looks like she knows something. Not sure what that is but after breakfast I head back to my room and stop by hers. She’s just sitting down on her bed staring at the wall, definitely odd so I step in and immediately she gives me a worried look.

“What are you doing in here,” she asks but not angry.

“Checking on you,” I reply closing the door behind me,” Seems like we need to talk.”

“What you did was way out of line,” she says and I twist my neck a little popping it.

“Was it? Was it really considering everything that’s happened? And considering you’ve been on me to get you back for some of the shit you dragged me through was it so unexpected that me doing what I did to you,” I ask and wait as she thinks.

“You could have just told me, I would have been… ready I guess,” Beth is playing with her fingernails and not looking at me.

I move to her bed and sit down next to her, she doesn’t cringe or move away but she’s not making an effort to close.

“It could have been with you okay because until I did what I did with you your mind would never have thought of it. Besides I know that we both enjoyed what happened, I mean it’s not like Brett has ever done that to you,” I state and she gives me a shocked look,” I know he hasn’t because you were so ‘into’ what was happening you couldn’t stop yourself.”

“Well then what now, you just walk around waiting to throw me down on the bed and fuck me again,” Beth asks and I shrug.

“If you really want me to,” I offer and she shakes her head no,” Well then not right now I take it?”

“I couldn’t do that to Brett, one time I can get away with more or less but I do love him,” Beth informs me and I nod.

“Not sure I know who I love, family excluded actually. I do love you all now, didn’t know if I did before but I do now,” I state and she gives me an odd look.

“Yeah well could we not repeat what happened last time,” Beth asks and I nod.

“No but… how about you stop worrying about me every time we’re in the same room together? I come around and you get quiet then you start looking at me like I’m going to take you right then and there and if nobody else in the family has picked up on it,” I explain my point to Beth,” Abby will, you two are a lot closer now than you were before.”

“So that’s it? You just do… what you did to me and now that’s it,” Beth asks and I shrug.

“We could do it again if you like and besides that it was spur of the moment really. I just felt everything that had happened and what it was between you and I and the result… well we both know that result and afterwards I did give it thought and I asked myself, was that enough for me,” I tell Beth and she finally looks at me.

“Was it,” she has to ask.

“I hope so, let’s just say if it wasn’t Brett would know by now. But I hope that… what we did… that was the end of it between us. You wanted me to get you back and I did, lucky you though,” I chuckle and she nudges me,” Hey you got to enjoy it by comparison of what I’ve wanted to do to others.”

“Yeah, but just so I know… night that it happened you were kinda out of it. Are you feeling alright,” Beth asks and I smile.

“Actually I’m feeling more now than ever,” I reply and smile, smiling is good.

I leave Beth to herself and whatever she has planned for herself today while I head to my room and turn on the game console. I’m not even on for five minutes and Emily messages me with ‘hey’… someone is still shy. I reply politely and we message back and forth when she asks me if she was any good, actually not sure if I’ve ever had a bad but how do I say that to her.

He’s still unaware?

Yes… why?

Just checking.

More than tell her something she wants to hear I counter with a better question how it was for her. It’s simple enough a question but she is taking her time now and only after a few minutes does she reply… Can we try again? Now I have a real reason to smile and I answer ‘I would really enjoy that’. I get a freaking smile emoji for a response, words are better but for now I’ll accept it as an answer for now. What is good about sitting at home for the bulk of my day is I get to think about Sunday and going to church with Abby and the family at Carlos’s home turf. The idea of him selling me on his ‘innocence’ or ‘good intentions’ is almost enough to make me vomit black liquid up from my soul.

WHAT HAVE YOU TWO BEEN DOING?

Nothing of significance my lord.

REMEMBER YOUR PLACE FOOL.

Where did that come from, black liquid from my soul? Sounds like super emo shit. I message Sydney and ask her if she wants to go out with me tonight. I need a balance check and she says it’d be cool but then asks who else we’re hanging out with and I mention my family’s plans Sunday and now we’re in a full blown ‘why the fuck’ moment. It must have taken me ten minutes to explain that it actually wasn’t my idea, which as I said takes almost ten minutes before she says I’m taunting them and now I have to call bullshit. It’s not a matter of perspective as she argues in text, they keep coming at me no matter what I do so it’s not taunting technically. She asks what I’m doing tonight and I tell her that I want to head out to the big car meet that Carlos and his people will be at and now she says I’m taunting them for real. It’s a good laugh and when I invite her she gives me a non committal answer I tell her I’d like a yes or no so I know to pick her up. Again she says she’ll see if she can and it feels like she’s avoiding going with me and I state that I can take someone else if she’s busy and immediately I’m being called an asshole. Honestly? I state that I want to hang out with people close to me and that she’s top of the list outside of my family and when I look at taking someone else I’m an asshole? I’m warned not to take anyone if she doesn’t go and then there is an or else… I don’t like ultimatums and I tell her such gaining me a ‘whatever’ and to ‘do what I want’. I remember a point where I used to explain or try to why people, some people, are important to me. Why I value them above others. And right now in this moment I don’t even care to acknowledge that my best friend and possible girlfriend is bailing on me when I just want to go out and be seen and is pissed off that I’d take someone other than her when she balks at going.

ENOUGH WITH THIS NONSENSE, HE MUST FEED.

My lord he has fed recently and he is good. Might I suggest we try to repair or at least salvage the issue with the female?

FOOL, YOU WOULD HAVE HIM BEG LIKE A DOG FOR HER WHEN THERE ARE OTHERS? THIS IS YOUR WEAKNESS TRYING TO SHOW ITSELF THROUGH ON TO HIM.

Or maybe he’s trying to make sure there is someone who actually loves him?

SPEAK ABOUT THAT SUBJECT AGAIN AND I WILL BANISH YOU. HE DOES NOT NEED LOVE, LOVE DOESN’T EXIST. I WILL FEED HIM HATE AND HE WILL THRIVE.

I need to do something now, something new. Yeah I could go to the meet and completely fuck with Carlos and his people but I can do that later. What can I do right now that nobody would understand but would feel new?

Detective Escalante: Same Saturday, 1 PM

I get the call, I don’t believe what I’m hearing but I show up at the west lock up where we’ve been keeping formerly Officer Ramirez in between his few court dates because the lawyers are in a circus and as the original officer on the case I’m being asked to help get them out of the area. I see ADA Deveroe and Alden Thompson talking, not in a happy way to each other as Mark Delauter stands waiting in the wings. Oh and his son, Guy Donnelly the victim of two separate attacks, is standing with his step father with a look of expectant waiting.

“Excuse me, arguing lawyers? There are ladies present,” Guy says loud enough to be heard over the argument before he looks to me,” Hello Detective.”

“Hello Mr. Donnelly, Mr. Delauter,” I address the two civil men in the hallway,” What are you doing here?”

“Attempting to completely violate my client’s rights,” Mr. Thompson for the defense says turning to me,” They need to be removed from the facility immediately.”

“The Victim wishes to speak privately with one of his… alleged attackers. The state sees no real harm in this and Mr. Donnelly has legal counsel present and is aware that the conversation between them cannot be used in the case. Honestly I don’t see the problem you have Alden,” ADA Deveroe is screwing with Thompson, how did he get Guy in on it is the question.

“Detective Escalante, I just want to talk to him. Just once and I don’t care for the legal war right now, I just want to speak with the man one time. I know most people who have endured what I have gone through at his hands,” Guy begins and is cut off.

“Allegedly gone through at my client’s hands,” Thompson correcting a high schooler, big man.

“Yes, allegedly… right. I have asked, I have signed. Why not, handcuff and search me again so I can’t do anything to him. I want to speak to the man, just talk to him,” Guy is asking and while it is completely unheard of there are legal loopholes.

They argue, the lawyers but not Guy. He watches them and it’s like he’s figuring them out and for a second, just a split second, I see he has some of the bluest eyes ever. What shocks me the most is that they agree; Thompson spoke privately with Delauter and agreed to allow Ramirez to speak with Guy one on one but both would need to be secured. I do the search of Guy myself and he has nothing that would be dangerous I secure him in an interrogation room and wait with him while Thompson goes to speak with his client first.

“Can it be truly private,” Guy asks me and I nod but point to the camera.

“They’ll be shutting it off but I will be watching,” I state,” Just watching, they’re cutting the audio as per the agreement. When was it written up?”

“This morning, after breakfast,” Guy says and he is smiling,” Wrote most of it myself.”

“Are you studying law,” I ask, it would make sense considering his step father.

“No, I’m just really good with contracts and favors,” Guy states and again, really blue eyes.

I get the buzz, the one telling me I can step out and after I’m in the hallway I watch as Ramirez is led into the room. Three lawyers are outside while a victim and his attacker are left one on one, this could end horribly.

Formerly Officer Ramirez

Face to face with the kid, thought I’d only have to see him in court. He’s looking down at the floor, like he’s afraid of me. We sit quietly after the guard cuffs me to the table, me watching the kid and the kid watching the floor. It’s a good couple minutes when Guy finally looks up at me and I see him smiling, his face still has a few scars but he looks at me and he seems glad, like this is what he wants.

“Oh the things we could talk about,” he says and I must look confused,” Oh don’t worry, I won’t talk about anything we say in here. This is for me.”

“Thought that was what the court case was for, the victim,” I tell him and he chuckles.

“No that is so the system can feel like it’s useful. No this right here, right now. This is for me, so can you answer a question,” Guy asks and I nod, causing him to lean forward,” Why call me an ambulance?”

“I’m not going to incriminate myself,” I state knowing full well what was agreed by the lawyers.

“Stop that, that hiding behind the papers and words. I know you were the one that stabbed me while the others held me, I know because I can see it in your eyes. It’s there right now, that same look of ‘what the hell am I doing’. You also were the one who sent me on my way after your friends shocked the shit out of me, you had a pretty good idea someone would come help me soon so you sent me towards a church. So first question again, why call me an ambulance,” the kid goes into a rant, a truthful one, before asking his question again.

“I didn’t want to kill you,” I finally answer and he loses some of his smile.

“Why not, it would have worked better,” he actually says it, same as Crawford and James.

“I didn’t want you to die; I was the one that watched what was happening. My own suck ass stakeout. I couldn’t report it because it was off the books and what we were planning wasn’t ever supposed to come out. I made sure they were gone when I called the ambulance,” I explain and he listens.

“So why not confess, save yourself,” he asks and I shrug,” Loyalty? Honor?”

“No point to it, we’re all going up. Nothing going to change that,” I tell him and he leans back in his chair, then I hear it.

He’s laughing, head back and laughing. I don’t know what he’s laughing about but he’s doing it and I just have to watch and wait. It takes a minute but he finally stops and now all laughter is gone.

“You’re the small one, the weak one. They will sacrifice you when the time comes, they will sacrifice you and the one will walk away,” Guy says an