Chris and I got a lot closer lately. He really wasn't that bad. People say he's bad but he's not. He's the sweetest when you actually get to know him.

We were currently at his club. He was upstairs in his lounge office thing. He wanted me up there with him, but I'd rather be down here. I'd rather dance and drink.

Chris said he wanted me armed in case of anyone trying to attack me. He gave me a knife and a gun, like he has. I'm kinda scared to use the gun because I've never used one before, but I'm good with a knife.

Some man grasped my hips and started dancing with me. I didn't mind it, but it was short lived. I felt someone grab my arm and pull me away. I knew immediately it was Chris. He pulled me into the bathroom and locked the door.

He held me against the door, his lips on my neck. "I told you I didn't want anyone else touching you."

He's gotten really possessive lately. I don't mind though.

He bit down on the side of my neck, wrapping his fingers around my throat.

"What are you gonna do about it?" I asked.

He smacked my ass. "Mine."

He nipped my skin.

"Come upstairs with me."

"Why?"

"I have something for you."

"Fine." I sighed. "I was having fun though."

He unlocked the door and took my around the back.

"This will be more fun, trust me."

He took me up the stairs and inside the office. He sat down in his chair and pulled me down on his lap.

He held up a needle. "You ever speedball?"

"Only once." I said, turning around in his lap.

"Do you wanna try it again?"

"Only if you join me."

He laughed. "I intend to."

He pulled a second syringe from his pocket. He set it down and took my arm. He pushed my sleeve up, running his fingers over my arm.

"I can do it." I told him.

"I wanna do it."

I just shrugged and allowed him continue. He found the vein he was looking for and uncapped the needle. He pushed it into my arm and pressed down on the plunger.

I felt the substance fill my veins and I fell against his chest. I watched absently as he pushed his own shirt sleeve up and searched for the vein.

I like his tattoos. They're pretty.

A few seconds passed and he was leaning back in his chair as the drugs took effect. He wrapped his arms around me and held me close to him as he closed his eyes.

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We'd gotten back to Chris's house a little while ago, both of us still feeling the effects of the drugs we took earlier.

I was sitting in the kitchen. Chris had run to go get something.

I heard the door open and my head turned. It wasn't Chris. It was some man.

"Who're you?" I asked.

He grabbed a water bottle from the fridge. "Spencer."

"Why are you here?"

"I live here." He told me.

I narrowed my eyes. "I've never seen you before."

"I know."

Chris came back in the room and greeted the man. He sat down next to me. "He lives here?" I asked.

Chris nodded.

I just looked at him. I've never seen his before.

"There are lots of people who live here. You just don't see them." He said. "I don't even see them half the time."

I just gave him a weird look. "Really?"

He nodded. "I have a meeting with all of them tomorrow. You can come."

"Okay." I said.

He ran his fingers through my hair. "I'm tired."

"So go to sleep." I told him.

"I want you to come with me."

"Fine." I groaned.

I was still feeling the effects of the drugs but it was slowly fading. I'm not really that tired but if he wants to go to bed, I guess I'll go with him. I don't know what else to do.

"I gotta talk to you about something anyway."

I nodded and followed him up to his room. He sat down on his bed and told me to sit in front of him.

"After that meeting tomorrow, I have to leave. I'll be gone for a few days. Ryan will be in charge. I need you to listen to him. Okay?"

"How many days?" I asked.

"Three or four."

I frowned. "Why can't I come?"

"You just can't. It's not something I want you around."

I don't want him to leave me.

"I don't even like Ryan." I whined.

"You'll be fine for a few days." He said. "Besides, you have a phone. You can call me if you really want."

I just stared at the bed.

I didn't realize how attached to him I've gotten. I never thought I'd actually want him around. Now I'm upset he's leaving.

"Can Kuza come here?"

"I'll ask him but I can't make any promises."

I nodded.

"I want you to stay in the house though, while I'm gone. I don't want you going out on your own and I know Ryan won't take you with him anywhere."

I nodded again.

He hugged me. "I didn't think it would upset you so much. I didn't think it really mattered. I'm sorry."

I just shrugged. "I didn't think I'd be upset either. I didn't mean to like you. It was an accident."

"Well I guess I can say the same." He said after a moment. "I'm not gonna lie to you, I brought you here for sex, and only sex originally, but I guess things changed."

"Oh." I didn't really know what to say to that.

"C'mon, lets go to bed."

I nodded and stood up. I took my shirt and pants ofc leaving me in only my underwear. I watched him walk into the bathroom as I laid down.

He came out a few minutes later and laid next to me.

He pulled me close to him and played with my hair until he fell asleep.

I guess he isn't that bad.

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sorry this is short lmao
Comment where y'all think Chris is going??

for those of you who don't know, a speedball is heroin and cocaine mixed in one needle yeet

~xxLux