Page 64 of Reign of the Queen
Carter ambles over and sprawls himself on the matching armchair. “Your mom is an angel, Finn; you know that, right? And if Jack weren’t such an amazing guy, I would so try to hit that.” He laughs the sardonic dick.
“Keep your eyes off my mom, or I’ll break both your legs and when I’m done, Jack will break the rest.” Finn chuckles good-naturedly.
“No word from Mia?” Finn turns to me, passing me a cup of steaming hot black coffee.
“Nothing, man. Are you sure she was okay when you saw her?” I question, apprehension rising in my chest.
“Honestly, she was shook for sure. She even let me kiss her, so...” He shrugs.
“Bro, what the hell you kissed her? You were there to ensure she was okay, not maul her.” Carter’s voice raises in anger, as he sits up.
“Relax bitch. I did both. No, seriously, she looked like she had the weight of the world on her shoulders and was trying to process it. I kissed her, but I didn’t make any other moves on her. I know what she saw at Theo’s. I wasn’t about to make the situation worse, bro.”
“What are we talking about bitches?” Mateo unsteadily drags his ass through the pool house door, still wearing his clothes from yesterday and smelling like he bathed in vodka.
“Where you been?” I question, concern plainly written across my face. Mateo’s been hitting the bottle and snorting heavier drugs lately. It makes me wonder what’s going on at his place with his parents.
“There was an invitation to hit Pacific’s last night. So, I went for a bit when you guys all headed here for your bedtime.” He smirks at us, grabbing one of the cups off the tray and sitting down on the other armchair with a groan.
“You hit a club last night with all this shit going down? You’re just getting back? What the fuck is the matter with you?” Carter rages at him.
“What did you suggest I do here, huh Carter? Hold Theo’s hand, maybe hold your dick for you?” Mateo sets the coffee cup down on the tray with a bang, the coffee sloshing over the rim. “I was useless here, and I needed to fucking get out of my head for a bit.”
“Shit’s going down with Mia; you can’t be MIA. This affects you too.” Finn calls him out.
Grabbing a fist full of his long hair and pulling it out of his face. He shrugs, “I know, man, I’m sorry. I was worried too, but my skin felt too tight and like I was going to lose it, or worse, go set Theo’s house on fucking fire. I had to get out of here, okay.” He looks me right in the eye with that statement, and I can see how worked up he is. I nod in his direction, and he settles back in the chair.
Mateo is the most sensitive of the four of us. He’s empathetic and suffers from undiagnosed depression and anxiety, which drains him. Especially when he sees what Carter’s dad and mine do to us on a regular basis. While Mateo’s parents aren’t physically abusive to him, they are hugely neglectful cunts. They used to leave his seven-year-old ass at home alone with not even a servant for weeks at a time to fend for himself.
“You reek like you bathed in vodka,” Carter comments, sniffing in Mateo’s direction.
“Only the top shelf fucker.” Mateo laughs and picks his coffee cup back up, taking a deep pull. “Fuck Finn, your mom makes the best coffee.” He groans.
“Okay, enough about my mom being the world’s best mom. Are we heading to school today or trying to devise a way to lock Mia up and prevent her from imploding our lives?” Finn asks, directing his attention to me.
“Okay, first off, no locking up anything jokes from now on fucker. Second, you know where she lives now, right? If we don’t catch her at school. I’m going there to try to talk to her in person. She can’t hide from me. I need to know what she’s going to do.” I lean back and rub both my hands down my face. My head feels like it’s going to explode from the headache at the back of my eyes and the lack of sleep.
“Okay, school it is. I’ll head home to change and catch up with you guys there.” Mateo gets up and walks toward the door, barely keeping upright.
“Mat, you good to drive?” I question with worry.
“Naw, bro, no worries. One of the whores from Pacific’s is in the car playing DD. I’ll get her to drop me home and then to school.” He walks out the door and then pops his head back in. “Don’t even think about it, Carter bitch, my dick is not getting wet. I don’t want the wrath of Mia turned my way; this is strictly “WhoreUber.” He laughs at his joke, and then he’s gone.
I shake my head at Mateo’s theatrics. “Carter, you want a ride home, or you got clothes here?” I inquire.
“Naw, man, half my closet’s already here. I’m good. I’ll catch a ride with Finn.” He shrugs and heads back to his unofficial room.
Finn turns his dark searching eyes toward me. He’s always the hardest to read. He wasn’t always a king; we met him when we were just kids entering sixth grade, but Mateo, Carter, and I have known each other since our nannies took care of us in diapers. Our connection is still tight between the four of us, but sometimes Finn can detach himself from us.
“I need you to take it easy on Mia, Theo. Don’t fucking push her today. If you corner her and she feels the slightest bit threatened, she’s going to come out swinging, bro.” He rubs the back of his neck.
I give his words some consideration. He’s right; Mia is like a feral alpha predator. If I go at her hard and she feels the slightest bit pressured and cornered, she’s going to take my head off. My girl has claws, and she’s not the slightest bit hesitant to use them.
She also has the sweetest fucking pussy, and my desire to taste her again soon convinces me to heed his warning. I let my fingers trail over the bite mark she left on my neck yesterday, shivers trailing down my body at the memory.
“You’re right, I’ll try to rein in my alpha attitude with her today, but I’m not letting it go. I want to hear from her mouth that she’s okay.” I nod in his direction.
Leaning up against my Range, I’m waiting in the parking lot for Mia to arrive. Finn just pulled in with Carter, and Mateo is practically asleep, draped across his dark green Jaguar F-Type hood. The girl that dropped him off looked like she was some kind of stripper and couldn’t believe she was dropping him off at high school. She high-tailed her ass off school grounds real quick. I chuckle at the memory.
