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The Taste of Chaos

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There's only one person I can compare Lucs kiss to, Jake. While Jake was always stiff and sloppy, Luc is a forceful presence that demands to be answered too. My eyes are closed and my hands curl into his shirt where they brace against his shoulders. With his fist in my hair, he forcefully angles my head in the direction he wants, and I let him. I test my tongue against his, shiver because Jake never kissed me like this. I let his tongue explore my mouth, and he let me do the same to him. I'm sloppy, but I can't find it in myself to be embarrassed. 

The warmth that seeps through my core makes my legs shake and I'm happy he's there to hold me up. 

His knee pushes my legs apart and grinds against me, and his shirt rises higher. My shorts peak out and I gasp at the firm muscle pressing between my legs. 

"Luc," I moan. I mean to say it, normally, with an even tone to force him, both of us, to come back to reality, but the moment my lips parted his hand trails up my thigh and grabs my backside. He squeezes my ass, grunting after I moan his name.

"Come on, sweet cheeks," His voice is husky, thickened with lust. He pulls away from me, and I whimper. I don't care if it's because Jake cheated on me with my mom, and I needed a rebound, a distraction. 

I bite my lip and shake my head. Now that he's out of my head space, I can think properly again. 

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REVERSE HAREM

THIS IS A FIRST DRAFT!!!!!!!!!

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1 - Black Ruby
The Black Ruby Bar is a place of danger. It’s where unwanted misfits of Hill Hedge go to drown their sorrows with alcohol, drugs, and exotic dancing. Where they were away from prying eyes. It’s a place I don’t belong in, yet here I stand, hands curling into the hem of my sweater as I stare at the big neon sign with wide brown eyes. I’m not a misfit, I don’t need to intoxicate myself to rid me of my problems, so why do I have the sudden need to do just that? The art of perfection weighs heavy on my shoulders, and the temptation to drink it all away is strong. Is this how my brother felt when he was still with me? With our family? When he was still there, the pressure was off of me. I’m not the oldest, I wasn’t held in such high regards as he was. But he’s gone now, and all the responsibility falls onto me. Now I am the face of my family, I’m the one being watched twenty-four hours of every day, and it’s not a burden I can deal with. I tear my gaze away from the sign and watch as a group of women, stumble their way out the door. Their heels click against the sidewalk, too short skirts revealing thongs and bare ass. They giggle, one pulls at her crop top as she passes by, eyes on my tennis shoes, and I realize they’re laughing at me. I glance down at my attire, uncut jeans and a white knit sweater - I show little to no skin. I don’t flaunt my busty chest or curvy hips. Uncomfortable, I tug at my sweater sleeve. “Are you sure this is the place?” Jake walks around his car and stands beside me. His eyes are on the girls as they walk, and my frown deepens when he doesn’t look away. Jake is also out of place with his khaki pants and Polo t-shirt. His nose wrinkles at the smell of throw up and urine. I hope it isn’t coming from inside. It’s not a pleasant smell. I don’t answer him right away. I turn to stare at the line of motorcycles parked in front of the bar. I see the black hummer I’m hoping to find. “Yes,” I nod towards the vehicle, brown hair falling into my eyes, “His hummer is here,” I say. His eyes follow. He shakes his head, his disappointment is clear in his brown eyes. “I don’t understand your brother.” Jake says, crossing his arms over his chest, “He has everything he could need and want, and he still willingly chooses to make himself uncomfortable by coming here to associate with people like this. I’m so happy that you’re not like him.” It’s a sentence I’m used to hearing. It’s permanently etched into my head, I only hear it from my parents, and our neighbors, and everyone else in Hill Hedge. It’s suddenly more annoying coming from my boyfriend. I can’t complain though. Jake is sweet enough to do this with me, I’m lucky to have his support. “Did he tell you he was here?” Jake asks, he raises a thick eyebrow. He moves to stand in front of me, blocking the view of the Black Ruby. “Yes…” No. Richie doesn’t tell me anything anymore. Not that I blame him. He came here to escape whatever it is he’s running from, and we both know I can’t hold my own against our mother. I just have a hunch he’s here. His recent fling is a regular member at the bar, and maybe now, he is too. “Are you sure you want to do this?” Jake asks, he glances back at the building with distaste. The paint is starting to chip off, revealing pale brick and stone. And suddenly, the annoyance is back. It feels like a game of twenty questions. Does he always have to second guess me? I push the feeling away, reminding myself that the only reason I’m here is because of him. “He’s twenty-two.” Jake continues, “He made his choice, let him live with it.” I can’t hold it in anymore. “I have to try,” I exclaim. I grab his hand and curl my fingers around his, hoping that if I explain one more time, he’ll understand. “Not having him around anymore is strange.” I don’t like it. Eating with my parents without him is dreadful. He isn't there to ease the tension between mom and dad. Now, it’s silent and cold. They’re distant, more than usual. “It’s called growing up, Jessica.” Jake rolls his eyes, I can feel his annoyance radiating off of him, “You can’t expect him to be by your side twenty-four-seven.” His eyes find mine, and he squeezes my hand, but it does little to calm me, “It isn’t healthy.” He glances away, watching as a girl in leather walks past. Her skirt is tight, I’m surprised that her thighs can move far apart enough for her to walk. “I just want to try, okay?” I say, bringing his attention back to me. “We have tried.” Jake replies, “Again, and again. He wouldn’t go to rehab, Jess. Just face it.” “He’s not an addict, Jake!” I shout in his defense. It’s just a misunderstanding. He wasn't there when it happened. I’m seething, I stomp my foot to further my point. “There was no reason to send him to that place,” I say. “He was clearly on something,” Jake continues to push. “Do you hear yourself?” I scoff, yanking my hand away from his. I glare at him, crossing my arms over my chest, but I only feel smaller. “You sound just like them!” Sadness creeps inside me and I force my tears away. Both mom and dad gave up on him, they can’t tame his wildfire. But I won’t be them. I can’t give up on my older brother. He is just misguided and needs a helping hand to push him in the right direction. I only hope he takes it. “Richie is addicted to danger.” My voice is small, and my glare softens because I desperately need him to understand why I need to do this. “What if he gets hurt and I don’t know it? What if he realizes the mistakes he’s made?” An image of a sad and cold Richie appears inside my head and my heartaches. “What if he pushes you away?” Jake counters back. I stare at my feet that shuffle on the ground. Jake grabs my chin and lifts it. I look into his brown eyes, blinking back the tears that threaten to fall. I see the sympathy in his eyes, or is it pity? “Just like he pushed away your parents and his old friends.” His voice softens, hand taking mine into his. "Do you really want the same thing to happen to you? I don’t want to see you get hurt.” The doubt I’ve been pushing away rushes back, except this time it’s bigger - a monster. I refuse to believe Richie will push me away, but the voice in the back of my head whispers, What if he already did? “I’m not giving up on him,” I say, voice firm. Jake heaves a sigh and pulls away. “I love your stubborn streak, babe, but if the only way you’ll see he’s gone forever is if qhe tells you himself, then so be it.” I blink back my tears and square my shoulders, feigning the bravery I wish I have and walk into the Black Ruby.

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