Chapter 21: Booty Call Distraction

By the time I went downstairs, my mom had already finished cooking breakfast. After all these years, the woman knew me best. She made me the usual bacon and toast sandwich, she even added some apple butter on the toast just to give it more flavor. I gave my mom a warm smile. Again, after all these years, yeah, she still knew me best, and I still loved her more than anything.

Her sweet smile flips into a disapproving frown as she grabs my arm right as I take my breakfast sandwich. I was about to protest but before I could say anything, she held up a newspaper. There, it shows me and my gang jumping Richie.

*Shit.*

“Sukia Alree! PLEASE tell me this isn’t you in this photo!” She snapped with a raised voice.

“It isn’t me,” I grumbled bluntly while looking away. Looking back now, I guess I did go a little overboard with harassing everyone on the west-side as soon as I stepped foot back there.

*I didn’t think I’d get a photo taken of me so soon. Let alone my mom see it…*

As expected, my mother rolled up the newspaper and whacked me across the head five times. After the first two times, I tried to futilely shield myself by ducking under my hands.

“Hey! HEY! That hurts, stop!” I yapped back at her.

My mother didn't stop until she had put her hands on her hips and barked at me again. “Sukia, I have told you a thousand times! Why do you always have to throw yourself into trouble?! Problems don’t find you, you look for problems! You’re an addict to your own death instinct!”

I grimaced and looked away without retorting back as I would usually do. My mother’s opinion mattered most to me and her words could sting as bad as a knife through my skin.

Mom heaved a sigh and looked away as if struggling to think of what to say. She then looked back at me with another concerned look in her pretty eyes. “Honey… please, PLEASE, be careful… one of these days, you’re going to end up hurt. Or worse! I just wish you’d clean up your act.”

“I need to get goin’. I’ll see you later, Mom.” I mumbled, ending the conversation right then and there as I carried my sandwich in my mouth while occupying my hands to get out of the door.

I saw Julian in the corner of my eye sitting at the dining room table eating something off of a plate that my mom probably cooked for him too. I felt a bit bad because he was probably looking forward to sitting with me and eating breakfast together but I wasn’t in the mood for conversations. I was trying to avoid him again anyway. I can feel my body heat rise just the thought of being near him in general. His handsome, slender jawline, the thick muscles on his arms, the– wait, stop it! Bad Suki, no. No, no, no. No.

As usual, I called up Jack since he was the only guy I knew who’d drop everything and come pick me up. I had him drop me off at what looked like a hotel but everyone around these parts knew it was a brothel. I told him not to ask me questions and so he didn’t, he already knew that I only went here when I was stressed out or in need of some ass.

I went inside and went straight to the door of the prostitute who had become my regular since the others bored me. The silence coming from the room was enough proof that she wasn’t seeing anybody at the moment so I gave the door a couple of light knocks.

I heard the click-clack noise of stomping high heels approaching the door and she swung it open as she greeted whoever with an annoyed shout. “I said I was on my lunch break!! Oh…” Her hazel eyes widened with surprise when she saw the one knocking on her door was me and she started to blush. “S- Sukia… um, hi.”

My eyebrows lift as I flash her a naughty smirk. “I can give you some lunch.”

Her face flushed deeper as she gave a startled squeak. “S- Su!!” She then looked both ways down the hall before dragging me into her room and locking the door.

Looking around the room now, I see not much has changed since I haven’t been here in some time. She still has that circular bed and S&M props, I always preferred the handcuffs.

How long has it been? A month?

Looking back at her, I see she still had her body in great shape. She was originally a blonde but dyed her hair a bright red color, earning herself the name “Scarlett” here. I didn’t know her real name and I didn’t care to know either.

By the time she turned around, I had already walked up behind her. Scarlett was about to say my name again but before she could even get the chance, I yanked her forward into a rough kiss, easily forcing my way into her mouth and dominating her tongue with my own. She instantly moaned and melted under my touch but to my surprise, she put her hands on my chest and shoved me away. Her cheeks are still as red as her hair and she gave me a glare despite the fact she’s still worked up and heated.

“You’re always like this! Can’t you just sit down and spend some time with me?!”

Here we go again…

I hold in my annoyed huff. If I had let it slip out, she would’ve kicked me out on the spot. Scarlett may touch me just the way I like it but, unfortunately, I’ve seen her so many times that she’s begun to grow feelings for me. I took a seat on her waterbed with a flop.

“Alright. What do you want?” I couldn’t hide the boredom in my voice but thankfully, Scarlett’s attention was more focused on me sitting on her bed.

She walked over to me and took a seat at my side with her knees together. “I just wanted to talk… It’s been a long time since I last saw you.”

“Yeahhh… things happen. I’m caught up in a buncha shit.” I looked away while speaking. That was a truthful response at least.

Scarlett looked at me with a cute tilt of her head. “You moved to the east-side with your mother, right?”

I immediately whirled around with aggression in my tone. “Where the fuck did you hear that?!”

Scarlett flinched away from my dangerous hostility. “W– word spreads fast when it’s about you, Suki-Su…”

She had a point. That’s what happens when you’re too popular around these parts. I began to feel bad for scaring her and gently placed my hand on her thigh. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to yell.”

A small smile returned to her lips which were coated with lipstick the same color as her hair. She then proceeds to close her eyes and lean her head on my shoulder. “I really missed you.” She whispered as I reached my hand up and stroked her cheek slowly. I couldn’t help but give myself a brief, bitter grin.

Ah, such an abusive girlfriend I would be… my temper always gets the best of me. I’d probably be no better with Julian.

Wait– why am I thinking about him??

My attention was stolen back to the present when she kissed my cheek, her lips leaving behind a red print on my skin. I ran my fingers through her silky red hair and held a lock of it up to my lips before breathing in deeply. “Your hair smells like citrus.”

“Suki…” She whimpered then quietly gasped as I began to leave a trail of kisses down her neck then nip at her throat when she leaned her head back to moan. It’s not often that my impatient self took it slow but it was at least enjoyable with her. My fingertips softly trailed up her spine until I was able to unhook her bra and she finally laid down on her back. As soon as she did, I couldn’t help but stare at her half-nude body. She always stayed in perfect shape with an hourglass body similar to mine though her breasts weren’t as big. Scarlett’s red blush deepened under my stare and she quickly looked away when I moved to hover over her with an unintentional smile.

“There’s that crazy smile again… it shows how twisted you are.” She said shyly, her body shivered under my lustful gaze.

“My smile? Huh. Guess I never noticed.” I then slide off my shirt, revealing my muscled abdomen and multiple scars before leaning down to give her another powerful kiss.

Just one time. Anything to get my mind off of him. What could go wrong?