[THE OBSERVER]

[Y] Rated. (Contains: Mature (Strong Language, Sexual References, Mild-Sex scenes, Uses Of Alcohol, Drugs, Romance, Mild-Violence, MAFIA) ‘We’ve had several reports of- I’ve lost count on how many have been reported. All of them linking to the same shit. Over and over, it’s like it never ends. Over and out.’ Three Locations, A Whole Lot Of Mystery, Crime Never Ends. Teenagers & Adults All In For A Chance To Earn A Living For The Godfather Lifestyle. Where Innocence Plays A Big Role In Survival.

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4. Three Bitches, Unforgiving Girls, Two Stupids

THE OBSERVER

L.A – City in California, Long Beach.

Logan put down his cards across the surface of the table. His two sons watching to see if their father uses a cheat tactic to change his advantage. Tyler laid back with his chair pulling back on two legs, he moved his hand from left to right dropping his cards on the desk. Revealing the deck, he had gained from being patient. Ethan snapped his fingers, as a butler walked towards him placing down the deck of cards he had been given. Logan grew suspicious the moment the butler walked in with Ethan’s cards. Tyler rolled his eyes after seeing his brother’s laziness.

Logan stood up from his chair. “No, I’m sorry son, that can’t happen. You don’t lay down cards like that, what kind of manliness do you inherit?”

“Enough of it to know when to lay back, and when to get loose.” Ethan laughed.

Logan clapped with sarcasm. “Good enough for me, I’m proud of you, son.”

“Thanks, ‘Godfather,’ you are the one with more manliness here. I’m more like a shrimp stood next to you.”

“Get on with it.” Tyler let out slight bitterness.

Logan sat back down pulling his chair under the desk. He looked at his son’s other cards seeing that they had a good hand. They just happened to get a better deck than him. They all pulled themselves in; legs under the table along with their arms resting on the surface. Logan put down his set of cards scattered in a line, revealing several good ones. Tyler raised his left brow as he slammed an Ace of Spades card down. Ethan was brave by asking for a second hand, whilst putting down a row of hearts. Logan scratched his head in confusion not knowing that Tyler had switched a card from his sleeve.

“I could put down a second Queen, earn myself a reward for my bravery.”

“Hurry up, we don’t have all day here. You put down a card and its game over either way.” Tyler snapped.

“I’ll go at my own goddamn pace.” Ethan raised a card from his hand.

“Okay, that’s enough card games for a lifetime. You still have it in you, good one boys.” Logan slowly stood up.

“SIT DOWN OLD MAN.” Tyler shouted, dropping a third card onto the others.

Logan stared at Tyler, giving him an evil look – trying to warn him off. “You can keep your game, Tyler. I’m done here, it’s been good catching up with ya.”

Brushing himself down, knocking the dust off his thick coat; he walked away from the game. Tyler looked down as he grabbed himself a beer from behind him. Ethan went after Logan, walking towards him hoping to talk some sense into him.

“Dad, I mean… Godfather, can you please give him a chance.” Ethan sighed.

“No, I won’t just give him a chance. He needs to learn some respect; you can teach him that. Not me this time, you know how it goes. A simple uppercut to the face, make him see reason.” Logan spat on the floor.

“Dammit, fine. Okay, I’ll take him to get some fresh air, that’ll do him some good. No need to knock his teeth out.” 

Logan went in for a punch, almost upper cutting Ethan’s face.

“Think I’d let you just throw something at me? Fuck, you got no idea on what I’m capable of. I’ve been through boxing training, working out, making myself a stronger man than you ever were.”

Logan lifting himself back up, standing with his fist tightened. “You dodged it? Good. At least one of you can block an attack. Your brother over there? Not so much, he’ll fall to the ground before I can even clock him one.”

“I’ve seen worst dudes than him, dad. He has got it in him, he can end someone’s life.”

Logan laughed. “Ha, yeah, and so can everyone else.”

Ethan rummaged through his left pocket pulling out a wad of cash. Holding it out to his father, keeping his eyes on every move that the maker could make out of nowhere. Logan’s eyes focused like a praying mantis on his son’s hand, watching him with his left hand reaching into his right pocket. It wasn’t long until Ethan had been shocked to see Logan holding out a second wad of cash that he so desperately wanted. Nodding in agreement to whatever it was that they both saw as fair game; Poker. It was time for them to play for serious rewards.

L.A – City in California, Arrow Highway.

You have one chance to make it count. You have a second chance to fire a bullet between the eyes.

Chloe rummaged through her beautiful handbag that had kitty stickers on the base. Sighing as she put on her second necklace; “Seriously? Why are we still on the highway? Have you not heard of a quicker route to party island?”

Caden clicked his fingers. “I’ve heard of bullshit island. Sounds almost identical to your kind of island. Heh.”

Driving towards a turning point at the mid-section of the Arrow Highway, he turned towards a forest on the right side of the hills. Chloe rolled her eyes as she hoped that they weren’t going to end up in tents. He reassured her by saying that it’s going to be a place worth staying. Not convinced, she called Carlos on her phone. She had her suspicions that Caden hated Carlos, which were right to begin with. Playing around with the phone in her hands, she waited for an answer.

* PHONE, BEEP, CALL ANSWERED *

Carlos shouted down the phone; “BITCH, my god, it’s great to see you calling me for a change.”

Chloe started to regret calling him the moment he called her ‘bitch.’

“Well, let’s just say you’re quite the talker.” – “CAN IT, end that fucking call.” Caden shouted.

“No way, are your serious bro? For real? I mean, come on- a fit babe like her calling me is not a rare occurrence. Always getting calls from the babes.” Carlos bragged.

Caden slammed his fist against the wheel, as he parked up in the first spot he could find available. Chloe bit her bottom lip, feeling the frustration along with the tension between the two guys.

“Lighten up, Caden. Jeez, I give you a slight dose of jealousy, and you prove me right. Thanks.”

Caden sighed. “Don’t mention it. Carlos is such a dick.”

“Yeah? Well, at least I’ve got good taste in my women. You like anything that walks on two fine legs, right?”

“Shut up. Seriously, Carlos; get a fucking life. Stop trying to take the glory from mine.”

“Bro, are you just going to shout at me? Peace. Like, if you have a problem with me, let it out bro. Your so-called girlfriend is probably getting more excited over my voice than your small-ass dick.”

“Wow, already moving onto the ‘bigger dick’ jokes are we? I mean, come on dude. Are you that stupid or something? One moment we’re cool, the next I’m trying to rub a little bit of boob in ya face.”

Chloe slapped Caden for bragging, knowing that she couldn’t do anything to shut Carlos up; she at least tried to shut her so-called boyfriend up.

“Woah, on that note, I’m leaving this call. Catch you on the beach, babe. You’ve certainly got the hots for something more advanced than a two-timer called, Caden. He won’t give you a good ride, he barely knows how to drive.”

– Call Ended. –

Chloe licked her lips as the dryness around her mouth was beginning to irritate her. Caden still rubbing his cheek where he had been slapped, brushed back his fringe and looked Chloe in the eyes. Reaching into her handbag for a bottle of pepper spray; she could not find it in time. Caden grabbed her with both hands, holding onto both of her red cheeks. She hadn’t seen it coming, Caden pulled her towards his smooched lips. Planting a kiss on her, she blushed a little but was still mad at him for being a complete ass. She just wanted the two to get along instead of always fighting like idiots. She even saw herself as not a worthy type to fight over.

“Oh great, you plant a kiss on me and stop near a stupid forest. I told you once, right? NO STUPID CAMPING. I never liked it as a kid, and I won’t like it now. You should’ve just kept driving; Carlos knows a lot more about you than I do. Go figure.” Chloe sighed, being a little mean towards Caden.

“I’m sorry, Chlo- I tried to make the day better. Thought we could spend the night together. Just you and me, and not some asshole at a party to ruin it all for us.”

“No, no, no, I don’t want this. I’ve never wanted anything like this; it’s not right, Carlos knows how to party. CADEN, are you just trying to make me turn to become a prostitute?” Chloe snapped.

“No… I just want to make your night more special. I thought this trip would allow us to get together more. And yes, I admit that it was to get away from Carlos and his gang of fuckers. But listen, I want you and only you, Chloe.”

Chloe could not see why he was going to all the trouble. After all, she never ever saw herself being treated to special events, or even special locations. She saw herself as a whore the moment Caden spoke about sleeping outside or camping out in sleeping bags. Her past just wouldn’t let her move on from how she felt about the whole ‘alone, together, technique.’

“Take your sleeping bag and go and have your campout. I’m sure it’ll be great; I’m sleeping in the car. And then I want to go home. Look, you tried, okay? You tried to make a move on me but you failed. End of, I thought I could love you but how can I? You are just as stupid as Carlson.” Chloe climbed into the back of the car, pulling a blanket over her face.

Caden dropped his phone in anger, feeling more foolish for even suggesting the whole ‘camping’ idea. Chloe was not impressed with his attempts, as she was more open to more open guys. Rather than the so-called special occasion technique.

“Some girls would be over the moon right now. I offer you a night of fun, and you turn it down. Fuck you, Carlos!” He shouted at the sky, thinking it was going to get Carlos out of his mind.

UK – Bristol, Somewhere in Winterbourne.

The ‘Sick Party’ had ended; as everyone was leaving the household to move out and party some more for another night in a row. The Halloween party is what everyone was looking forward to the most. The drinks, the fun to be had, it was all going to be a great set of nights. Nothing changed that, and it was always going to be full of excitement with or without the partiers.

“Fuck, I could’ve swore I slept more than the entire moments of my life going through me at once.”

“That’s the vodka shots, always speaking for ya. Good to know you’ve found more excitement here.” She giggled.

- Phone Call, Caller: Jack – Answered –

’Bout time you got up, I mean seriously, was that party even worth going to. Not even a question. That party was shit, should’ve come my place- chilled out with the girls, and you could’ve got ya-self some fucking pussy. “

“Yeah, well, it was a great party no thanks to you. Good thing you left when you did, ‘bruv,’ because I had the itme of my life with your fucking sister.”

“Not even close to school time and you want to start shit with me? Come on, either way, you missed out. I got several good shots, and you missed them all. Good thing you stayed behind, I found myself some bitches that actually like it REAL, GOOD. They would look at you now, and they’d laugh because I’d tell them to.”

“Jack, what is wrong with you? I get it, you have ya-self a vehicle to get around on. Good for you, and I hope one day you crash and burn. You know why? Because that’s what I did all night, crash and burned. Ya sister is the only one that wanted me. Do ya think she wants you back? Her bro to keep things real cool back here. Party is over, but me and her are never going to be over. Not until I say it’s over. Got it?”

“Okay, Max, I don’t know what you had to drink over there. Ha, ha, but whatever it was, bro- you should’ve hoped that it was poison. Because if you even stand near my sister, touch her, or even FUCK her. I’ll- I’ll- take away your life. Think I’m bullshitting? Okay, that’s fine too. I guess empty threats won’t work anyways. How about you come round here, make yourself at home. Oh, and also be sure to knock- I’ve got myself a good time here.”

“Yeah? Look, you can even ask her yourself. Ask her what last night was all about.” Max laughed.

“Sis? Has he hurt you?” Jack spoke in an aggressive tone.

“Get real, bro, we spent the night together. Max is nothing like you described him, he likes to party- and wow does he know how to please a girl.” She whistled a little tune, walking away from the phone.

“Wow, I didn’t think you would ever scoop to such a low level, bro. But not only have you fucked around with my sister- you’ve made a fool of me. Good on ya, why should I care what he pussy fucks. If she was lucky, she’d get an STD without you. That would at least allow her some kind of relief from your bullshit.”

“Jack, I like ya adultness- she thought it was cute too.” Max smiled behind his phone.

“You know what? Keep her. Bury her. Do what you fucking like with her, if that’s my sister back there. She would know where she first fucked up from the moment she realises that you are a pussy. Good thing I can remind her, but I’m not going to- I’m done looking out for her. She has it in for ya small-dick, gotta’ make a night of things. Well, this call is pathetic. Laters, and listen bro--“

Jack held his phone out as it caught the audio of a girl moaning in the background.

“You have fun, Jack. Maybe she will see the real you, and if not, then you found yourself some dumb bitches.”

- End Call –

- JACK’S LOCATION –

From downstairs, the floor covered up by many objects sitting on the ground. Chairs flipped over, a few tables lying on their side. Stuffed dolls spread out from one room to the kitchen. And other items all just lying on the floor in such a messy state. Up the stairs a fair few other items misplaced, along with several towels and clothes that had been thrown outside the bathroom. Jack’s room the messiest of rooms; many brands of boxers laying in many different states. Shirts along with other male clothing just sitting out of the washing basket. Near the beds in the room was nothing more than female items belonging to three girls, bras, necklaces, and jewellery. Sitting on the side near the wall was two layers of panties. Socks also scrunched up and just thrown in random locations around the room.

(Girl continued to moan in the background)

“Oh my god, Jack. You weren’t lying when you said that you were going to treat us to something better.” Sarah whispered.

Jack stopped what he was doing, stepping away from his bed along with the two female legs that happened to rest on his bedside.

“Yeah, I don’t bullshit babe. Either way, I make sure that everything is paid for. I guess I’m quite the goodie two shoes.” Jack joked.

“Whatever, you got yourself three girls, what more could you want?” Caroline bit her bottom lip tempted to join Alice on the bed.

“You know what’s funny?” Jack smirked- “What?” All three girls responded at the same time. “Jinxed, ha.”

“Don’t Jinx it, it’s bad enough you all said it at once.” Jack’s smirk turned into less of a smile.

- “The fact that Alice was the one who avoided me, ha, and now look, she was the first to be fucked by ‘Royal Jack.’ And I’m fine with that.”

“She won’t say anything, Jack. You shut her up the moment you got her on the bed.” Sarah smirked.

Jack pulled Alice off the bed with a lot of force, as she almost hit her head off the barrier near the bed. Sarah crawled onto the bed as Alice faced Jack’s less-than-pleased face.

“Alice, Alice? Don’t you find that funny?” Jack shook her a little.

“H-Hilarious.” She muttered, as she tried to push away from him. “I’m not going to do that again with you, Jack. It was a one-time offer, and that’s good enough for me. So, make it good enough for you.”

“Yeah, well, I enjoyed it to be honest. You not as shit as I thought you were going to be in bed. You full of surprises, Alice. Real full of surprises, and that’s just one thing I like about you.” Jack spat on the floor.

Caroline also tempted to get with Jack on the bed; she had second thoughts as the words that she heard from Alice signalled alarms in her head. Unsure whether to go through with it, she turned to face Alice for advice.

“I don’t think I can do this. I-I don’t even think I want to do this.” She bravely spoke out behind Jack’s back.

Alice tried to be friendly, but the fact that she felt used by Jack made her feel less-than-pleased.

“Sorry, girl, not quite sure myself. I think you should just walk away while you can. Jack can be quite a violent guy when something doesn’t go his way.”

Caroline nodded, but after hearing the fun time that Alice and Jack had together many times before. She couldn’t help herself, she wanted to be involved to be included.

(Sarah started to moan behind Alice and Caroline’s back, Jack was silent throughout, except for some heavy breaths.)

“Alice, I just thought of something is all; you must be doing this for all the wrong reasons. Has he got you for good? I mean, does he have anything that he can use against you? I don’t know, I just feel like you are being controlled by this guy.”  Caroline could not keep her thoughts to herself.

“Look- it’s better without the questions, okay? You have more of a chance on staying with us that way.”

“No, Alice, I’m serious. I don’t like what my mind is coming up with right now. It’s fucked up.”

“You want answers? You can get them by just joining in- feeling involved. I mean, it worked for me, and I stayed because the truth is what makes it so great. I’ll admit the mystery kept me coming back- literally.” Alice smirked.

After hearing some of the conversations that were going on, Sarah stopped and pulled away from Jack, standing up with her clothes in her hands. ‘I can’t do this.’ Jack, confused on what was going on, he too stepped back and watched Sarah walk out the room with the body he banged. (Sounds quite perverted but yeah, he is that) Jack sat on the bedside looking at the floor, as he was more confused with why she never let him finish.

Alice, being the good friend she was to the two girls stepped in for Sarah, and sat beside Jack. Caroline watched the two of them, still thinking about leaving the room and joining Sarah outside. Alice knew a lot about Jack, thanks to their past kindled relationship together, they knew each other very well. One of the biggest reasons why Alice was hesitant to join the others. She found herself following though, she always would, and that would never change.

“Jack, I’m sorry she walked out on you. She’s kind of funny about who she gets with thanks to Max. That guy who I kind of had a crush on before meeting you. I mean, he was cute, and he was very kind and helpful- made me feel real special. Too bad he turned out to be a jerk.” Alice sighed.

“ALICE, don’t tempt me into hurting her. Sarah- SARAH knew what she did wrong, and she walked away because someone is telling her lies. Look, I’m not stupid- I know when someone is backstabbing me.” Jack closed his hand into a fist.

“No, nobody has told her anything about you. She probably just feels let down thanks to Max. You didn’t do anything wrong, and neither did she. She tried, yeah? Good enough for you, yeah? I hope so.”

“If she wants Max, then give her Max. I know where the freak lives, and we could drop in on his dead-party and make sure that he gets the message. Yeah, sounds great, Alice? You don’t need to apologise. Sarah and I will have a chat, make sure that things are smoothed over. I get that she’s hurting, I get that. No problem at all, thanks.”

Alice startled by Jack’s sudden quick paced movement as he jumped up no longer feeling confused and ran out the room without his clothes. She couldn’t help but blush as his body was exposed to her the whole time. Caroline went over to the bed and lay down near the right side of the bedding. The door closed behind Jack as he caught up with Sarah almost out of the house.

“Sarah, WAIT. You got everything?” Jack tried the easy approach.

“I-I think so, thanks for caring; I wish I could stay but… I’ve got places to be, sorry. Some other time, yeah?”

Jack pushed the door closed before Sarah could step out, startling her a little, she looked at him dead in the eyes.

“What do you think you’re doing?” She asked, not in the slightest bit happy with his behaviour.

He pushed her back a step, and tried to be reasonable with her.

“You don’t just walk out on me, not without a reason.”

She sighed. “I told you, I’ve got places to be, Jack-Ass.”

“Ooh, that hurt, really bad. You told me something, yeah, obvious bullshit. Alice, good friend she is; told me why you walked off. So, I don’t really have a reason to keep you, I just want to tell you something that’s all.”

Sarah stepped back again, pushing herself further into the wall as Jack stepped closer to her.

“You ever tell me fake excuses ever again, and I’ll make you eat those words. You don’t tell me when you’re done, I tell YOU when you’re done. And if that’s not good enough for ya, then, I hope you have more of a chance spending ya night in some mingy hotel.” Jack grabbed her wrist, tightening his grip.

“Ow, you’re hurting me you fucking idiot.” Sarah yelped.

“Good, and now you know how I feel when you walk away from me. It feels pretty much like that, maybe less painful- but I still feel some kind of pain.”

Jack released his grip as Sarah continued to rub around the hand print left around her wrist. He backed off, letting her walk away. Caroline and Alice still waiting upstairs, they started to text Max, feeling the need to support Sarah. Alice was only wanting to be involved thanks to Jack’s idea that he explained in a lot of detail. How Max could be dealt with, she liked the idea of watching her old crush become more afraid of Jack than her.

Sarah pushed herself into the door as she looked back at Jack saying a few words before she left:

“You can fool Alice all you want, but you are an abusive punk. I’m sorry, but you haven’t made me feel special at all. Caroline, I can’t believe she even wants you. And now I have to live with knowing that you came close to me. Oh god, I hate the image already.” She slammed the door, Jack walked back upstairs smiling.

Author Note: Yes, I know there's a lot of dialogue in this Chapter. This is IMPORTANT and I assure you that the dialogue will be more balanced throughout the next chapters to follow. I'm aware of a few minor errors, and I'll fix any of those that are reported too. This Chapter is also quite lengthy, but again, it has to be for this Chapter. When I wrote this Story, I had a clear vision on what I wanted. And I just hope you can all support my vision. ; )

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