Killian Rubis Andrade
Casablanca, Morocco

The open concept lounge was buzzing with life as people walked around socializing, smoking, drinking, and enjoying the warm night breeze.

I look a long pull of the hookah that was set at the table, and continued to get lost in the lapping of the ocean ahead. String lights and a hazy yellow light kept the area illuminated, and multi colored Arabic and Spanish styled tiles lined the wall. I was enjoying my time here, the people were hospitable, the landscape was fruitful and bustling, with the history of this country was rich just like the rest of Africa.

It hit me, I was in Africa with the love of my life and my closest friends. I wish Declan was here to experience these things with me. Every time I experienced something that made me feel alive, like traveling, seeing new things, trying new foods, experiencing different cultures it made me miss him even more. These were things we would sit in the attic and talk about when mom and dad pissed us off.

His top five places to visit were, Egypt, Nigeria, Brazil, Switzerland, and Hawaii, honorary mention Curaçao because he respected native Hawaiians want for tourism to stop destroying the nature that dwelled there. Despite the Moroccan music playing in the background I hear his favorite song in my head, Kings of the earth by Sizzla. At the time of his death, his hair was mid back length with long thick dreads.

Almost every morning he would play Kings of The Earth, burning an incense.

I know he would've enjoyed Morocco though, knowing him he would've tried to marry someone before leaving he was such a ladies man. I giggled to myself thinking of him, so funny, so personable, the light between the two of us.

Soft yet strong hands brushed up against my calves, finally resting on my knee. His thumb rubbed back and forth in a comforting way, I blinked finally looking at him with a small smile.

"Hi."

"You're in your head. What's up?" He leans into me, so he's talking into my ear and his hands and still rest on my knee and calf. I have goosebumps at his touch for some reason, and I try to keep my composure as his smell invades my nostrils.

Clean, crisp, manly. The kind of fragrance that turned heads as he walked into a room, one that demanded your attention and I guess it worked as he wasn't much of a talker.

"Nothing. I'm okay, I promise." I reassure him, but I can tell through his calm demeanor he doesn't believe me.

"Do you want to leave? We can head back to the hotel, order in, watch a movie." Oakleys voice is gentle in my ear amongst the music that plays, and he's offering my favorite thing and it sounds so tempting.

I still wanted to hang out with everyone though, once the trip was over a lot of us would disburse back into our lives and it was nice to physically be around everyone.

"I think we should stay."

"Tell me when you're ready to go." I nod mindlessly staring at his features. His lips, his eyes, his nose. The scar in his eyebrow was a constant reminder of my anger needing to be checked, but it made him look sexy.

The bright flash went off and I squinted surprised at the stinging of my eyes. "Take another picture." Ameena says.

Oakley and I just stare at each other though, and flashes keep going off before I turn to the camera and give a small smile. I can't say we are into extreme amounts of public displays of affect while we were in public. Small touches and hugs are about where we kept it while outside, and it just worked that way for us.

He wrapped his arm around my waist and pulls me closer to him, throwing up his signature 'L' before she snaps more pictures.

Ameena stops snapping photos and looks back at them, "Ugh I love love!" She sighs exasperatedly before holding her hand to her chest and sitting back down near Ant.

Oakley and I look at each other and laugh, because Ameena was such a light to be around and this is why I didn't want to leave. The next day we were all going back to the desert to ride camels so tonight we chose an easy vibe to get into.

"You're best friend is crazy." He mentions in my ear.

"Not too much on my baby." I give him a glare in a playful manner, but I really didn't play about Ameena. She'd always been there for me in the hardest of times, even when I was a bad friend to her she stuck through it.

Rolling his eyes he took the hookah from my hand and took a pull, blowing the smoke through his nose. Everything he did was sexually appealing to me, and it was so distracting especially when we were in public and around a lot of people.

I was back to staring at him, because there's no one else I'd want to look at to pass my time. Loud drums begins to beat and the sound of a jingling accompanied it.

About four women ran out in line with brightly colored costumes, sequins half shirts and long beautifully patterned skirts. They danced to the drums, shaking their hips to the constant beating rhythm.

Me, Ameena and Freya looked at each other with excitement because at wine tasting, we kept mentioning how much we wanted to see belly dancers perform. The women approached us and took our hands pulling us the the middle of the lounge to dance with them.

Shyly I stood there as they danced around us, and Ameena and Freya are living for the moment. Oakley sat watching me as I stood there awkwardly with a small smile on his face, and I'm so embarrassed because all eyes in the lounge are on us. The patrons are cheering us on, "Habibi move those hips." A performer playfully nudges my shoulder, and I can't help but to give her a nervous laugh.

I'm so nervous and uncomfortable, as a pair of strong hands grips my hips forcing them to move side to side. Quickly Oakley, Ant, Boone, and Wadz stand up from the sitting area and walk over to me, everything happened so quickly. Ant grabs us and moves us back towards the table, and Wadz and Oakley approach the man who had touched me.

Walid starts speaking Arabic, and the man looks more scared than anything else. Breaking away from the girls, I grab Oakleys arm pulling him away from the now large scene in the middle of the lounge.

"Freya go get Wadz before he fucking hurts that man." I say to her, because this was very embarrassing now.

"I'm sorry my friend, I'm sorry." The guy pleads, Freya grabs Wadz hand, and begins to pull him away but he's cemented there arguing with the poor man.

"Are you okay?" Oakley says looking me over, "Yes, I'm fine. Go get him babe, it's not the serious. He's scaring him." I state genuinely panicked that authorities would get involved, and it was a harmless mistake all in good fun.

I was not a fan of the idea of being locked up abroad, never have been but I zero out of ten would not recommend.

"Yo bro! Let's go." Oakley hustles over to Wadz and is able to pull him away as me and the girls leave the venue, I hold my head down because if I had just danced a little none of this would have happened.

"Did you really have to show your ass like that?!" Ameena frustratedly marches over to Wadz poking his chest. "We don't get to come home often and you just-"

"Nobody is suppose to touch you lot without asking! It's fucking rude." He defends himself, and his actions. It's not that he was wrong, I just wish things didn't blow so out of proportion with the boys.

They were over protective, we were all under lock and key. "You good?" Wadz icy  stare bores into me, and I nod. "I'm good."
He gives a nod of acceptance, but Ameena is not done.

"Fine then me and the girls are going out, without you lot. Every time you mandem hang with us, something gets left." She's on her phone typing away angrily.

"Ant...get your girl man." Wadz begins to walk away and Freya follows behind him, "Cause Fay not going anywhere." He snakes him arm around her waist and pulled her closer to him.

"Calm it." Ant simply says to us all, he's keeping his eye trained on Wadz and Ameena.

Immediately I was annoyed with Wadz' attitude, "Freya," I call to her, and she doesn't move from him. As I go to walk over to her, Oakley pulls me back and slightly shakes his head for me to stay put.

He pulled me close to him, and I look at him like he's stupid. "Uhm it's a problem that I talk to my cousin?" My finger is pointed back at them, and I'm trying to read the energy of the group because he had me fucked up if I couldn't talk to my blood cousin.

He flashed me a warning look, and usually any other time I'd shut up and listen to what he said, but now wasn't that time. Peeling his fingers off of my waist, I walk over to Freya where she stood held tightly by Walid. He mugs me up and down, "Frey I gotta talk to you." Holding her hand, I attempt to bring her to me but he seems to hold her tighter.

"Emmalyn stop fucking playing with me," Now my face is stale, and I don't care too much to hide my disdain for the position he has her in.

"Just a minute babe, I'll be back." She finally says to him, and the entire time he's staring intently at me as she kisses under his chin and walk towards me.

Ameena follows behind us as we find a small corner to hold our conversation in. "You good?" I ask her plain and simple.

"And be honest." Ameena urges.

"Straight." She looks at us.

"Does he do anything to you?" Ameenas follow up question takes me by surprise, because she didn't care where she was or with who she was going to ask anything on her mind.

My eyes flicker to the group of guys and Oakley is watching me from across the street, his slender body leaned against the car with his arms folded.

"What? No, guys he just has a lot on his plate right now. He's fine, we're fine. I promise." Her thick accent struggled to hide as she attempted her best American accent to help Ameena understand.

Ameena and I glance at each other before looking back at her, "I'll talk to him about it. I promise. He was only trying to help." Freya is indifferent, because something is wrong but she doesn't want to say it.

She's fidgeting with her fingers, "Don't be afraid to tell us. I can help you." Ameena urges again.

"Mens, it's not him okay. W-we just," She steps in closer to us, "Please don't say anything." Her eyes are stern like she really needs us to keep her secret, but also like she really needs to tell someone.

"He wants me in England, we've been arguing about it. I'm just afraid to pick up my life when he does-" Biting her lip she sighs, "When he does what he does."

My heart breaks for her because, I understand. I was just thankful that she knew, so I wouldn't have to tell her. "I love him, I know I do it's just scary. What if— no, I can't even think about it."

Ameena looks at me, as I continue to watch Freya look down as tears brimmed her eyes. I refuse to look at Ameena because, now is not the time to tell Freya how I know Wadz. Neither me or Wadz, ever told her how we met, as far as Freya knew I met him through Oakley.

"I know—"

"You ready?" Walids voice sounds from behind me and Ameena, and I freeze mid sentence.

"Yeah babes I'm ready." He slips his hand between Ameena and I holding her hand and she gave us a pleading look to step to the side. We scuff and move to the side, and we stand together watching them walk away.

They get into his car and zoom off, "You have to tell her." Ameena instantly says, giving me no time to think of what I wanted to do.

Freya 'knew' what he did so what else was there to tell her? How we met was trivial.

"At this point girl, it's not my business. I just don't want her physically hurt." My eyes are glued to their BMW 8 series as it sits at the stop light.

"Hence why telling her is important." She replies smartly, and I stop and look at her. "Look we can't just corner either of them about the situation, she'll shut down and your brother already hates me so I prefer not to speak to him. Maybe we should just drop it." I quickly rationalize in my mind that arguing with him won't do us any good.

"Whatever." She sighs walking away from me, and I'm left standing there as she rushes back over to Ant. Oakley waves over to me as he give Ant pound, and I meet him at the car as he has my door already opened. I got in and huffed, crossing my arms waiting for Oakley to get in.

We don't talk as he drives, but his hand is on my thigh, dangerously high and closer to my inner thigh. Lightly scratching my thigh, I'm transfixed to where his hand sits and the throbbing in my center begins.

I felt like a love sick teenager in heat over her new boyfriend, moments later we pull into the hotel and we waste no time getting up to our room. The elevator ride was teasing and tedious, as I willed myself to have some composure.

We stepped into the room, and both went to wash our hands. As I'm washing my hands he slips in behind me pressing his bulge against my butt. "I like your dress princess." His voice is heavy in my ear, as his hands traveling up my belly to my breasts roughly groping them.

"Thank you." I say breathlessly, as he spreads my legs with his knee and pushes me over the sink.

My dom was back, and I couldn't be happier.

He grips my hair, and I yelp at the sudden pull but the pleasure sets in. His lips set my skin on fire as they trail up my neck, "Who do you look this good for, hm?"

"You." I manage to moan lowly, everything felt too good.

I can't help but to watch him through the mirror, watch him as he looks at me with dark lust filled eyes. It drove me crazy, the things he did to my body. The depraved sick things he did to my body, and the fact that I liked it.

Lifting up the thigh length dress he roughly caressed my ass cheek, seconds later the area stung with pain, and again his hand came down harshly on the same spot before. He wasted no time tearing the lace of my thong off to grant himself access, palming my ass cheek again all I could do was let out a shaky breath.

Heavy pounding on the door makes him avert his gaze, and let my hair go. The pounding continued, "Fuck!" He groans before kissing me quickly and leaving me standing in the bathroom, for him to get back.

Stepping out of the ripped thong, I threw them in the trash making the mental note to tell him to repurchase.

"You need to tell your best friend I will fucking kill him! He's bat shit Cench, where's Killian?!" A heavy voice says, and I come out of the bathroom and see a red faced Ameena holding her phone typing away.

"Meena?" I call her, and standing behind her is a frustrated Oakley. One hand in his hip, the other rubbing his forehead, then running his hand through his curly hair.

"Ameena what?" Oakley sighs as he passes us to take a seat on the couch.

"He texts my phone some mad shit bruv," She huffs pushing her sandy brown hair out of her face. Her voice is deep and I don't even recognize this Ameena, she's scrolling and scrolling before throwing the phone to Oakley.

"He's chatting about some 'oh if Ant ain't ask him shit wouldn't move as far as you lots relationship' like who the fuck even says that to someone?" She begins to pace, and I watch Oakley as he reads the messages.

"Cench I'm telling you, tell your best mate I'm not the same fourteen year old girl he left behind to go sell fucking drugs. Actually tell him keep it how it used to be, when he wasn't around!"

"Then Killian you know he had the nerve to call me a selfish self absorbed child!" She laughs bitterly. "This is why she's afraid of him, he's fucking insane."

I step in front of her to stop her pacing, and opens my arms and she hugs me so tightly I feel her bones digging into me the harder she squeezes. I don't have the heart to tell her she's hurting me, so I apply the same pressure and soon enough she's crying on my chest.

I walk her over to the bed and we sit down, she plops back on the bed tears streaming back into her hair. She's staring up at the ceiling and the room is eerily quiet as I give her a moment, "I hate what death has done to him." Her voice is back to normal, because she's no longer angry, she's sad.

Oakley gets up and leaves the room, going to find Walid I assumed.

"She doesn't even know he died. I kept her sane, that was me. And she still kept him in her heart as number one. I'm so angry at him, but I love him. He left home and became just like my dad, angry all the time." The resentment she had for him began to surface.

They never mentioned their father too often, so I never asked because I never wanted to intrude. "Do you miss him?" I ask.

"Miss someone who's there but not there? How could I?" She sniffles, "And when Wadz left, baba just got angrier. I don't have a mom and dad Killian, I have people who brought me here to make me survive on my own."

I laid down next to her, and we both settled on our sides. "My mom is just happy that I'm someone else problem now." Her face was red and her eyes began to redden as well. "She's happy to be here because he's here, not because she's happy I got engaged. She treats Cench more like her child than me." The tears continued to flow.

I wipe her tears, and kiss her forehead. "I'll always love you, and you always have a home with me and a place in my heart. I love you Duaa." I wipe her tears, sad that she would ever feel this way. I hated seeing her like this, it broke my heart and angered me that anyone would make her feel this way.

"I love you more Ruby."

Wadz especially because Ameena was always there for everyone, even when she was being buried under the weight of school, her family life, and her relationship with Ant.

I gazed at her, she was now sniffling and sleepy eyed. "You wanna sleep with me tonight?" I offer. She nodded, "Come on move up." I instruct, and she's on my side of the bed.

Ameena crawls up the bed where I'm fluffing her pillows for the night. She pulls the blanked back and settles in, I place another kiss on her forehead pulling the blanket up to her chin.

"Im going to shower, I'll be right back." She nods, and I run the the bathroom to take a quick shower. Once I was clean, I put on a night gown and joined her in the bed. I turn off the bedside lamp, "You okay babes?" I question.

"Yes." She goes back to quiet, and we lay in the dark. "Anthony let's me be the big spoon." Ameena breaks our silence and I giggle at her confession.

A big scary guy like Ant, like being held by wee bitty Ameena was cute to imagine.

"Do you want to cuddle with me Meenz?"

"Yes please." She sounds like she could burst with excitement.

Giggling I turn over and scoot back towards her, she wraps her arm around me and wraps her legs over me. "Thank you for this."

"Anything for you babes." I respond getting comfy.

Moments pass and she's snoring lightly behind me, the front door opens and I hear Oakley. "What the fuck?" The hallway light hes turned on illuminates him as I poke my head over the blanket.

"Oh hell no—"

"Shhh!" I squint my eyes, now wasn't the time for him to be selfish.

"Shhhh?! Ki-"

"I hope I'm not interrupting sexy time-" Ameena groggy voice sounds, I look at him rolling my eyes and he gives her a blank look.

"Yeah man I wanted to get some ass-" Sucking my teeth I interrupt Oakley, "Ameena go back to sleep honey."

I get up and pull Oakley to the bathroom, "Be nice." I whisper yell while we share the medium sized bathroom.

"I'm trynna get some." He looks me up and down biting his lip, his tattooed hands reached for the bottom of my night gown and I slap his hand down.

"I'm not fucking you while my best friend is sad in the next room." I frown at him, he rolls his eyes. "We can be quiet." Closing the space between his lips attach to my neck.

For a quick second I find myself giving in to his advances, as he pushed himself into me. Quickly he kisses me, holding me close walking me back into the sink. My dress was lifted, and he massaged my thighs.

"Babe," I manage to quietly gasp out as he gently bit down on my neck, "Shhh."

Firmly I pushed on his shoulders, "Anything you want tomorrow. Just let her get some rest."

He gives me a weary look, "Fine. Fine." Putting his hands up, "Fine, but tomorrow I'm going to bust ya ass."

I'm easily turned on by his words, and I grab his shirt collar. "Please and thank you." I nod before giving him a kiss.

"Nuh uh. Go before I fuck you." He backs away quickly, my face drops. "And I'll do shit to make you scream. So run along." And because I knew he was dead serious, I fought back a smile.

"Oop." I rush past him, but I feel a sharp sting on my ass before I hit the hallway.

Ugh, I love my man.

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So where's the girlies that was team Wadz? How you feel now?

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