Sold Out (GxG) (Editing)

Chapter 80

Alex's POV:

"Scissoring is a myth. Good morning and welcome back to my podcast. Today we are talking about sex."

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"Why do I not get paid enough?"

"Do you mean an 'l' in place of the 'p'?"

"Bastard.."

"Cunt.."

My stomach growled.

"How's Nicky?"

"Threw up last night..", the red-haired woman fixed her glasses without looking up, "she's still asleep at my place.."

"Do you reckon we could grab some brunch and head to your place for a while?"

She smiled, shutting away her book, "you don't like it here, do you?"

The silence spoke for itself.

"Fine. We could all re-bond again.."

"Um.. 're-' and 'again' don't go together..-"

"GOD! SHUT UUUUP!"

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It was over-daring of me.. to think I'd be able to confront Nicky after that. We couldn't bond at all. None of us.

We don't speak much about the pain.. and we have nothing to speak about pleasure.

"Unless, it's sexual pleasure. For more of this bullshit, tune in next Friday. Goodbye!"

No, this is not my job. I rant about things online. I'm too opinionated to be quiet. It's almost harmful.

"Abuelita, pills before lunch.."

"Gracias, nieta.."

I tucked my hands in my pockets as I watched her swallow the pink tablet.

"Do you live with the girl?", mother spoke, massaging abuelita's legs with oil. It was the first time she directed a conversation towards me during the stay.

"Yes. We are affianced.."

The heater buzzed lightly at the end of the room. At least they had the basic facilities to keep abuela comfortable.

"She is a charm.."

She didn't speak more.

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I strolled the streets as dusk set in early. Hands growing frigid, scrolling through my screen. Not a single text from Rose.

I wanted to give her some space, myself. The fire in our heads only spread more together. My sulking self walked down isles I'd learned by heart till now.

The path didn't lead to a destination..

Samuel West.

The name flashed bright on my phone. I turned down the brightness as the sun now completely set upon a freezing London.

"Hello."

"I believe I have something of yours that you would want back soon.."

"Justice", my blood boiled.

He laughed, ominously, "your girlfriend's laptop", he paused, "uh, phone.. documents?"

"What the fuck do you want?"

"Oh", he chuckled, "I just want to have a word with you.. a deal", his voice dropped, "but if you bring anyone else along..-"

My skin crawled with angst.