Chapter Seven

Darius

I grind my teeth so fucking hard I think they may snap when she shimmies out of her shorts and kicks them at my feet before leading Garrett toward the game of volleyball. Corvin is brimming with rage at the sight of his sister in a red, two-piece bathing suit that barely contains her tits, and the bottoms are cut like a G-string and fits into her perfect pert ass with ease. I’ll admit, at the sight of her running and seeing her tits and ass bounce, my cock is rock fucking hard in my board shorts.

“Get the guys, we’re about to beat this prick at his own game!” Corvin growls. I nod but it takes me a full five seconds before I can peel my eyes off the blonde bombshell who is currently bent over waiting for the other team to serve the ball. Garrett stands behind her with his eyes glued to her ass like he has a fucking right! I head off to find Saint and the others. He’s sitting near the keg with his Hawaiian shirt unbuttoned and his abs on display for all the girls to drool over. Crue sits next to him with a sour look on his face, something is up with him and I plan to find out what it is once I’ve dealt with a certain blonde.

“D-man, what up?” Saint says when I stop in front of him. I spy Courtney or whatever the fuck her name is out of the corner of my eye, pushing her nonexistent tits out at me.

“Corv wants a game, let’s go.” At the serious tone of my voice, the smile vanishes from his face and he and Crue are on their feet and shedding their shirts before following after me. I hunt for Beckett on our way to the court but can’t find him. The fuckers height would come in handy but no matter, we got this. That’s one thing that I love about these guys, we can shoot the shit and fuck around but when one of us needs something, we’re all there at the drop of a hat, no questions asked.

“Oh snap,” Crue says when we reach the edge of the court where Corv stands with his arms folded over his chest. We step up beside him and I can feel the anger wafting off him in waves as he watches Leah jump around the court. When she spikes the ball over the net and scores a point, Saint has to hold Corv back when Garrett grabs Leah and swings her around. I don’t even realize I’ve moved until a large hand clamps down on my shoulder halting my movements. I look over my shoulder to see it’s Beck who stopped me from making an ass of myself. He nods once, asking me if I’m good. I return his gesture and resume my spot next to Corv seething fucking mad.

“Who’s sitting out?” Beck asks.

“I’ll sit out, Crue is better than me at this shit, plus I’ll make sure to cause a distraction.” I quirk a questioning brow at Saint, who has a shit-eating grin spread over his face. “Corvin, do you promise not to get mad?” Just then Leah lands another point and Garrett is there to sweep her up into his arms. Corv is clenching his fists so tight that his knuckles turn white. He cuts a glance to Saint as we get ready to hit the court and play Leah’s team.

“Do whatever it takes, that fucker isn’t winning!” Saint beams and nods like a child who just got his favorite candy. The twinkle in his eye tells me that what he has planned is going to piss me the fuck off. Corvin and I both take the outside hitter positions while Beck takes the setter spot and Crue slips into the spot of blocker. Crue may be the baby of us but the little shit can keep up and he is fucking quick, the competitive streak he has rivals mine.

“Ready?” Nate shouts from the other side as he sets himself to serve. Beck calls back that we’re ready. Nate throws the ball and hits it into the air.

“Mine,” I shout as I take a step and leap into the air before spiking it down near Leah. She dives for it and misses, letting the ball hit the ground. The guys cheer behind me while I crouch down and meet her angry gaze and smirk. “Losers weepers and all that, Goldie.” Her eyes blaze with contempt.

“You haven’t won yet, asshole!” she snaps. Our verbal sparring war is over the moment Garrett, the greasy looking fuck ambles over and helps her to her feet. The sight of his hands on her bare hips has me gritting my teeth.

“Set me up. I’m gonna teach that cunt a lesson.” I look to the side to see Corvin standing there shooting a death glare at his enemy. I nod and get into position as Beck serves. Corey hits it up for Nate to try a spike but Crue dives for it, hitting it up. I’m under the ball and following Corv’s cues as I get close to the net and tap the ball up enough for him. He takes two steps before leaping into the air. I expect him to spike it down and take the easy point but he doesn’t, instead he hits it right into Garrett’s face. Before his feet can even hit the sand again, he is pissing himself laughing, Crue, Beck and I are powerless to stop our own laughter from slipping free.

“What the hell, Corv?” Leah snaps angrily at her brother. Corv shrugs.

“My bad, your serve. Come on, no time to argue we’re burning daylight here!” Corvin sounds like a complete dick but I’m also here for it. “If the pussy can’t hack the heat, then get the fuck off the court!” Garrett’s eyes blaze with fury but we all know he is too much of a little bitch to ever go head to head with Corv—he’ll run away and talk shit about us behind our backs and deny it when we hit him up. The guy is weak as horse piss. Leah shoots me a scathing look which I return with one of my own. When she turns her back to me, my anger spikes as she bends over to help bitch face to his feet. Her perfect perky ass is on display for all to see and I fucking snap.

Marching toward her I duck under the net. Garrett reaches out to grab her hand but I smack it away before he can touch her. She snaps her gaze up to me in shock. I feel Corv and the others at my back which snaps me out of my possessive as fuck mood. What the fuck was I thinking doing this with him here?

“What the hell is your problem?” Leah snaps, placing her hands on her hips.

“You are my problem! Go home and change and stop acting like a fucking hoe!” Gasps sound out around me but it’s too late, the words hang in the air between us. I didn’t mean to say that but I’m not mad that I did.

“I think the game is over–” I turn my glare at Garrett, who the fuck does this weasel-looking motherfucker think he is butting his nose in to my business? Too far gone to stop myself, I step into him. The shocked look on his face lasts a split second before it’s replaced by a smug fake-ass look that I know is for Leah’s benefit.

“Stay the fuck out of our shit or you’re done here.” I may have crossed a line calling his sister a hoe but Corvin tables his anger as he and Beck flank either side of me. Garrett knows we can end him and have him thrown from the school, CHU is nothing without us. We own it. I’m not talking shit either, we actually own the fucking school but no one knows that. We may be gutter rats, well, Beck, me and Crue are. Corv didn’t grow up poor but he wasn’t rich either. The only one of us who is loaded is Saint. We all made a pact in high school that before we made it out of college we would never struggle again and we kept our fucking word. The five of us are set for life!

“Fuck you, Darius!” Leah seethes as she pushes between me and Garrett. When her back is plastered to his front the cunt smirks sending me into a tailspin. The growl coming from my right tells me Corvin sees what I do, which is why I know I will get away with my next move. I grab her waist and hoist her off her feet. She squeals in surprise but muscle memory is a bitch, so like she has done so many times before, she wraps herself around me. I don’t stop moving even when we are off the court and passing her friends, who stare at us like we are a circus act. I feel the guy’s eyes on me but I don’t stop, not even when I hit the boardwalk, I keep going until I find myself on the road home. “Put me down,” she says quietly, neither of us have said a word for the at least ten minutes. I know it’s been that long because my house comes into view right at that second.

“Shut the fuck up, Leah.” She stiffens in my hold. I don’t give a shit if she’s uncomfortable. Having her this close to me makes me remember that she is a filthy little liar and can’t be trusted! When I reach the front door, I shove it open—we don’t lock our door unless we all go out of town as no one here would be dumb enough to ever try to rob us. As soon as I kick the door shut I strut into the living room and drop her. She screams as she hits the couch and glares up at me. “You ever pull a stunt like that again–” She pushes to her feet and gets right in my face.

“You’ll what, Darius? Ghost me, shun me, act like I don’t exist?” She snorts and shakes her head. “You are fucking pathetic,” she snarls as she shoves past me. Like fuck is she getting the last word. I chase after her and shove her against the front door, she has just enough time to stop her face from smacking into the wood by placing her hands out in front of her before I’m plastered to her back, using my weight to pin her there. “Get the fuck off me!” she shouts.

“Or what? What are you gonna do, Leah? You can’t fucking get away.” I expect her to fight back, scream and curse me out but what I don’t fucking expect is for her to burst into tears.

“Please, get off me!” she cries. Hearing the fear and anguish in her voice, I leap away from her and stare like a fool as she drops to the ground. She wraps her arms around her legs and buries her face in them as sobs wrack her body. I scrub a hand down my face, frustrated at myself for caring about her reaction when I should be happy that I finally got her to break.

“Fuck!” I snarl as I bend down and lift her into my arms and head for her room. I carry her bride style up the stairs as she wraps her arms around my neck and buries her face into my naked chest. I fight the urge to tighten my hold on her and demand that she tell me what the fuck has freaked her out. It isn’t my business and she isn’t my problem anymore, I tell myself as I place her on top of her bed and leave. It takes every ounce of strength I have to not hop on the bed next to her and hold her close as I promise to kill whoever or whatever has her so upset.

“What the fuck was that?” I look over my shoulder to see Corv storming down the stairs toward me. If he wants to punch me then he’s gonna have to jump in the pool because I’m not going to let him. Beck, Saint and Crue strut toward us. Saint jumps in followed by Crue but Beck drops into one of the loungers. “Answer me!” Luckily I’m wearing sunglasses so he can’t see me roll my eyes at his macho-man display.

“What the fuck do you want me to say? You should have said something the moment we got there instead of letting her parade around like that,” I say, motioning with my hands. My excuse is weak but Corvin doesn’t care.

“You call my sister a fucking hoe again and I’ll break your fucking jaw, Darius, best friend or not, she is my little fucking sister!” My nostrils flare at his claim on her. I want to yell that she isn’t his to defend but she isn’t mine either… not anymore.

“Got it,” I grit out. He shoots me one last look before storming back into the house to go in search of her royal holiness .

“You know he means it, right?” I lull my head to the side to look at Crue as Saint hops on the other floaty and nods his agreement to what Crue just said.

“Yeah, well maybe if she dressed properly, Garrett wouldn’t be sniffing her like she’s a bitch in heat.” Saint clucks his tongue, warning me to watch myself. Beck sits up and rests his forearms on his thighs as he stares at me with an unreadable look on his face.

“You sort your shit.” I cock my head to the side. “I won’t let you break us because you’re too fucking stubborn to say what you want out loud. Find a way to deal and tell him.” My face tightens in anger as I stare at the fucker, daring him to push me because he knows out of everyone here I am the only one who isn’t fucking scared to throw down with him.

“You gonna snitch on me, Becky boy?” He slowly pushes to his feet and moves to the edge of the pool looking down at me, his pale eyes burn with unbridled rage.

“Nah, D-bag . With how you are handling having her around and acting like a fucking prick whenever she is near, he’ll figure it out on his own.” I’m seething with fucking anger when he turns to head back inside. The fucker pauses at the steps of the porch and peers over his shoulder pinning me with a smug look. “Better get that rage under control because Garrett will be here to pick her up in two hours.” My eyes widen behind my glasses, muscles coiling tight in anticipation at the prospect of seeing that cunt again today. His face won’t survive this encounter! “Better jump on that bike and run away now or risk Corvin seeing that look on your face when she leaves with his enemy. Last I recall, you didn’t have a problem with the back-up QB until a certain blonde arrived.”

Motherfucker!

“You fucked baby sis, didn’t you?” I snap my gaze to my side. Fuck, I forgot Saint and Crue were here! “You know what, don’t answer that because I don’t want to know.” I grit my teeth and slip off the floaty, letting the water wash over me hoping it will calm me down enough to stomach the sight of her leaving with another guy. When I break the surface I look at Saint, then lift my glasses off my face so he can see the serious look in my eyes.

“You keep your fucking mouth shut.” Crue edges himself forward almost like he is ready to fight for Saint if I were to do something.

“You keep your cock out of her and we have a deal.” My grip on my glasses is so tight I fear I’ll snap them. “She isn’t just a random girl, D. She is Corvin’s little sister and has always been off-limits to us. I won’t let you destroy this family.” Saint’s words hit me square in the chest. I can’t even form a reply to defend myself because he is right. I never should have acted on my feelings for Leah. I knew if we ever got caught that Corv would lose his shit and it would rock the dynamic of the five of us. That is something I would never forgive myself for doing. These four are the only family I have left and I can’t lose them. There was a time I would have taken the risk for the girl because I thought she was worth it, until she ripped my fucking heart out of my chest and spat on it!