Wild Bastard by Ella Savitskaya (most popular ebook readers .txt) 📗

30.2

"I sold a batch of drugs" She finally puts his thoughts into words, "Not of good quality, and now I'm being charged a lot of money"

"Oh, I see!" I laugh out loud, realizing the comicality of the situation. "So, exactly six months ago you were demanding money for the pills, and now suddenly you need me to get you out of the ass, in which you have dragged yourself? What about your valiant knight? What was his name?"

"Vincent."

Right. Cooper, I think his last name was. I remember when I was high with the guys, and broke his arm, because this bitch was telling me how he was bothering her and not letting her alone.

"That's the one. Let him give you money."

"We ain't together no more."

I laugh even louder, tilting my head back. Life's a fucking boomerang.

"Why? The kid was even smarter than me and realized beforehand what a bitch you are?"

Mia press her lips together, silently accepting my mockery. She seems to have no one else to turn to if she's willing to eat up all the bile in her address. Only I'm not a fucking charity.

"I realized he wasn't the right one for me" She answers, glancing up at me as if that hunted look of hers might help her.

"Or you were not the one for him?" I keep pushing, getting a thrill out of the situation. "Look, Mia" I lean my elbows on my knees, "Some time ago I would have got you a fucking star from the sky. But you didn't need it. You got me hooked on drugs, and then to get rid of me, you made up some bullshit about me beating you, not letting you breathe, and how I'm such a bastard to keep you on a leash. Am I right?"

She is silent. Chews her lips and breathes nervously. The bitch. I want to grab her by the hair and put her up against the wall. Well, since she's been spreading rumors like that about me, I have to live up to it.

"Red, was it like that?" I ask Alex, just in case I misunderstood something because of drugs.

"Well, yeah. Only you didn't just break his arm, you set his house on fire."

I snort, not holding back a chuckle.

"You got my back, man. I don't deny it. But nobody got hurt. Why? Because you, Red, made sure everyone was in the other room. Plus, I thought I was punishing the asshole. And that is because you, bitch," I point my finger at my ex-girlfriend, "Couldn't talk to me properly. Couldn’t tell me you didn't fucking need me and you were just using me to get yourself an important client. And then, when I got really hooked, you decided to bail. But noooo."

I put out my cigarette in the ashtray next to the couch and lay back with my arms out to my sides.

"What gave you the slightest reason to think I'd give you money after all?"

Mia squeezes her eyes shut, and then suddenly jumps up and overcomes the distance to me in a few steps.

"Please, Matt! I was wrong. I've regretted it a million times, the way it happened. But if you don't help me, they'll pass me around, or make me work it off. I can't stand it. Give me the money, please, and you'll never see me again!"

The fool's chin begins to tremble in the moment. She falls to her knees in despair in front of me, obviously for a reason. Stalemate makes people do the lowest things, and now she's doing hers.

"You should have gotten a proper job, not selling drugs" I say contemptuously, refusing to believe that I was sane when I fell in love with that thing.

"I will" the blond head starts nodding like a bobblehead. Thin fingers reach for my pants, pull it down, letting my limp dick come out. "I'll do anything, just please give me the money!"

We exchange glances with Red. The girl isn't even embarrassed by his presence. I elevated Mia to the special rank of my "girlfriend," destroying anyone who even looked in her direction, and now the slut is ready to suck my dick in front of my friend just because she needs to save her own ass.

Her peeled manicured fingers encircle my cock as she bends her head confidently, intending to take it in her mouth. I cringe in disgust and pull her hair, tilting her head back.

"Will you suck Red's cock, too?"

The eyes that I once thought were the most beautiful im the world move to Alex. It takes her a moment to think about it, and a second later the whore nods.

I don't know what would have changed if she'd said no. Maybe my disgust wouldn't have peaked toward her, but now the last drops are hopelessly lost.

"The problem is that that night I had the best sex I've ever had, and I don't need any more dope. What about you, Red?"

My friend smirks, clearly pleased with my answer. He'd hated Mia ever since we met. He was the first one who told me she was a bitch, and I didn't believe him.

"I don't use the services of a doormat."

I'm about to burst into laughter when the figure of Lana looms in the doorway. My sister takes a split-second to assess the situation and then looks away in embarrassment. Fuck.

"Get out! " I bark at the little one, tucking my cock into my pants and pushing Mia away. She lands on her ass, looking for at least a hint of help in my face, which of course I don't give her.

"Matt, I..." Lana hesitates, trying not to look in my direction, but she looks too freaked out just for seeing a chick on her knees in front of me.

"What? Did your phone break? Or iPad?"

"No. Reenah... I didn't want to wake her up, I thought she was asleep. But when I went into the room, I realized that all her stuff was gone. I think she's left."

What?? I burst off the couch. Red gets up after me.

"Maaat! What about me?" A pitying moan hits my eardrums with a nasty squeak.

"Fuck off!" I throw it over my shoulder and walk quickly into the house. Lana follows me in silence.

"Was that your ex-girlfriend?"

"It was. Ex-girlfriend, Lana! Ex!"

I bark, feeling the ringing in my ears grow exponentially. The empty room with Lana's things left on the shelves serves to confirm the little girl's hunch. Reenah's gone. Fuck...

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