Well...I should've expected that.
~Edward~
"-how's the other shipment then?" I said as I made my way down the halls and out the door, to outside.
A car was waiting for me and I had Ricardo following after me. Even though I don't really like the guy, he's good with work.
I walked towards the door and opened it as I sat in the back seat. Then in came Ricardo as I listened to them on the phone. "It's going good, boss said that he had one more shipping in, and then he wants us to go to Chile to help him with Vald. Didn't he just got there?"
"Yeah, I got a text from Joel, saying that he wants us to go help them, so that's what me and Ricardo are doing. I have Kory taking care of the clubs and I have Nick taking care of the main building for the time we are there."
"Yeah, okay. We're just waiting, I think two days, and then we should head over there. I think that's what he said. That the shipment should be here in two days."
"Alright. I'll keep in touch, or call me when the shipment arrives."
"Aright."
I ended the call and looked out the window and see us moving already. I looked to Ricardo and see him on his phone. "Tell me why I brought you again?" I asked bored.
"You didn't. I invited myself. I want to see her ass again. Maybe fûck her again too." He smirked at me.
"You're fûckin stupid if you think you're going to do that again."
"No, trust me. If you've fucked her, you would want to come back for more. Fûckin tight and wet and ughh, makes me hard just how tight she was." He groaned. I punched his arm.
"You're an idiot. I wouldn't want to go back if I knew I was going to get shot in the ass again." I smirked. He glared at me and shrugged.
"I'll do whatever." He winked. I rolled my eyes while shaking my head.
"Fûckin pig."
******
"You little bîtch!" He hissed. I looked over to him and see him throwing the glass on the ground mad as hell as he untucked his button shirt and looked at the stain the liquor made.
I chuckled slightly and he didn't even look at me but pointed at me and said, "fûck you bitch!"
The plane continued to shake as were about to land, and I laughed again at his insult. I adjusted myself in the seat and slumped against it. I looked out and stare at the blue water below us.
Welcome to fûckin Chile.
*****
"I tried calling him, but he's not fûckin answering!" I said frustrated as I harshly forced my phone in my pocket. We continued to walk down the streets, towards the hotel that they were both staying at.
"Maybe he can't feel it. Remember, he had it on silent than vibrate."
"Ugh, yeah." I rubbed my face and walked up to the door. I pushed past through it and I didn't even walk to the front counter. I know my fûckin best friend. He's at the fûckin top.
We made our way to the elevator and I had a hand on my gun in my waist band, as we stepped inside. I clicked the button and someone was trying to get in, but Ricardo stepped in front with his arms crossed and stare at the person. They quickly stopped waking towards us. The doors closed and he stepped back.
I tried calling again but he didn't answer again.
"Honestly, I feel like he's just ignoring us just to get on our nerves." Ricardo said.
"I'm pretty sure he is. When isn't he?" The door opened and there were only two doors up here. So I took the one on the right, as he walked to the left one. "Fuck. How are we supposed to open these?" He asked.
"Shoot it. We have fûckin silencer." I hissed at him. I looked back to the door and shot the lock and walked in.
"What the fûck! I fûckin walked in with you two fûckin each other!" I yelled. I felt Ricardo come right next to me and I hear him laugh.
He walks right up to them, but they don't even fûckin stop. Fûckin disgusting man.
She screams out his name as he slams into her hard. Like what the fûck.
I groan slightly because this is disgusting. Ricardo walks to the bed while he just stares at them. Like he's interested in what they're doing.
"Vincenzo!" I yell. You can tell she was on the urge on breaking but he pulled out of her and then climbed off the bed. She cried out for him to end it, but he didn't even bother her a another glance. Ricardo already made himself comfortable on the couch as he pulls out a cigarette.
"What. What do you want?!" He hissed at me as he walked towards the bathroom. I followed him towards it. I still heard Ever scream out profanities at him, as she thrashed around the bed. Ricardo laughed but I chose to ignore both of them. He walked in the shower as I leaned against the door post.
"Joel texted me. He said he needs help. What happened?" I asked over the sound of water running.
"Nothing." He hissed. I rolled my eyes and then looked at the mirror. I messed up my hair a little bit and then pulled at the ends. "Ugh, I need to shave." I said as I scanned my face.
The shower shuts off as I heard him heavy breathing. The shower door open and I tossed him a towel. "For real Vincenzo. What's going on?" I said as I leaned against the skin counter as he stepped out with a towel wrapped around his waist. We walked out of the bathroom and I had to fûckin cover my eyes.
"Ricardo you're a fûckin sick bastard!" I yelled. He was fûckin slamming his fingers in her till she busted and he sucked all her juices. He stood up and laughed at us. His chin and lips were wet as she laid limp on the bed. Her body would jerk but other than that, I knew she was fûckin floating.
"I don't have fûckin time to kill you right now." Vincenzo said. He went to his suit case and I was already standing at the door, waiting for them two. He changed quick, and grabbed his hat. He tied his shoes and then walked towards me. Ricardo was whipping his mouth and his eyes were fûckin filled with fûckin lust. When he came next to me, I slapped the side of his head, and pushed him out of the door.
Vincenzo walked past me, but I grabbed his arm. "You're not going to untie her?" I said as I looked deep in his eyes. He smirked and shook his head.
"No. I'm not done with her."