#and the one where kitty is hot tempered and selfish but we still love her

[awildecard]

sink and drown and die || SOLO

TAGGING: kitty wilde, mentions @rileduplynn , @haleyface

LOCATION: acup during botb, march 29th 2019

NOTES: kitty sees sterlynn being cute as heck and has a feel or 20 about it

There’s an uneasiness in the pit of Kitty’s stomach as she walks into Acup that night. She tells herself it’s leftovers from the shit show that was wcw-gate -- and maybe that’s partially true, but deep down she’s acutely aware it’s more than that. Walking into Dedications night she has no idea what she’s getting into and that unknown is fucking terrifying. Being besties with Rachel doesn’t make her privy to the setlists, and for all she knows Jackie’s finally hit the dedicate a diss track to your ex portion of mourning a relationship and it’s not like she’d have any room to judge -- Kitty’s taken more than her fair share of digs -- but she’s never claimed to be fair.

It’s all good though. Things with Lola are mended, she’s got plans with LJ for later, and she’s the hottest fucking Michelle Tanner cosplayer in NYC -- so she figures, whatever the night throws at her she can handle it.

(Kitty figures wrong.)

The Warblette’s open first and Kitty groans at the first song that plays, and of course, it’s Riley’s. Something sort of stupid cute that only she would deem appropriate for a heavily wlw crowd and it makes her heart twist and warm in a way that’s sort of reserved for Riley at this point. She finds herself thinking for a moment maybe this night won’t be so bad after all, but it’s the opening notes of the second song where everything starts to go wrong.

Your song? Your fucking song? Riley and Haley holding hands. Riley looking at Haley in a way she thought was reserved for her. Riley kissing Haley like she’s wanted to do it for months. How long had they even been hanging out? Five minutes?

Kitty stands there rooted to her spot gaping like an idiot -- not sure if she wants to throw up or hit something but before she can decide the song changes and it feels like some kind of sick karma that it’s dedicated to her and Nicola from Lola. It’s enough of a shift though to prompt her feet into motion.

They lead her to the bathroom where she locks the door behind her which all feels like a total cliche but she’s way too… something to care. Way too much. She has too many feelings to pinpoint just one to focus on just one, but with hands clenched at her sides, she tries.

Indignant. She’s pissed. Riley had been so weird about her not telling her about fucking Lara but here she is dedicating love songs to Haley and leaving Kitty totally in the dark.

Hurt. She’s hurt her friend would keep something so totally major from her.

She’s caught out. Confused. Embarrassed. Jealous.

Fuck. She’s jealous.

She has no right to be. Kitty isn’t fucking Riley. If she’s honest she’s not even ready to think about fucking Riley but that’s only because she’s always known when it happened it would mean something. Something important. Something she thought they’d both always felt. Something bigger than them, that deserved its own space. Something that shouldn’t be tainted by breakups or labelled rebounds or be riddled with self-doubt and a very real fear that someday Riley might say the same things Jackie is saying about her now.

Something special, and real. A well-earned reward for years of tension, and friend weirdness, and bad timing -- but now she feels stupid because this whole time she thought Riley was looking at her she was obviously looking anywhere else. And it makes sense, doesn’t it? Everyone’s always thought Riley was in love with Marley. Of course, Haley is her type. 

Fucking Dedications night.

There’s a banging on the door that pulls her from her thoughts. Her own reflection in the mirror alerts her to the tears she didn’t realize she’s been crying. The banging continues.

“Christ on a cracker! Give a girl a minute to fix her face!” Kitty calls, making an unconscious decision to focus on her anger again. She fixes her makeup in the mirror and sends a quick text to LJ, all the while the banging on the door continues.

When Kitty does open the door she’s glaring, eyes wild as she physically pushes past the other woman. “Move it butter face!”

She doesn’t stick around to see the reactions to her dedication.

[zombiegirl3878-blog]

Welcome to the Family

CHAPTER 4

After Sara had cleaned up the shop and sprayed some febreze all over the place so it doesn’t have the aroma of sex around, she locked up and jumped in her ride where she sat there for a few minutes. A smile couldn’t help to show up as she thought about what had just happened between the two. How this visit turned out about business but then made a big turn of them having sex. Her thighs squeezed together as the memories of Dominic taking her the way she always fantasized. Biting her bottom, she had to shake them thoughts out because no matter what, they hate each other and are still enemies, “fucking prick.” Sara said as she started up her car and drove on home. Her eyes would cast themselves on the rearview mirror. It’s always been a habit because of times she was being followed by one of The Costello’s men. Sara even had to move because they knew where she lived and they would do things to try to scare her. It was just exhausting and kept her up. The coast was clear so she punched it to 80, weaving in and out of traffic just to get home. Getting to her small place, she parked her ride, got out, locked it and headed inside her home where she too had a bowl for her keys or change. Rubbing the back of her neck, she went to the bathroom where she ran a hot bath. She’s quite sore from what had happened. Her poor kitty was now aching but it wasn’t a bad ache. In the tub, after undressing and leaving her close in a hamper, she sank down and started to relax. Closing her eyes, she gave a loud sigh and again, a smile came across her face that she didn’t even know it was there. Dominic made a good impression on her tonight. The big boy is very hot tempered and even scary when he does reach the boiling point but god damn, he’s so sexy no matter what expression he’s giving her. What mood he’s in? Seem tonight he took his aggression out on her so maybe…..just maybe she’ll continue to play with him. After her bath, she got out and wrapped a towel around herself. Going into her room, she sat at her vanity to use the wipes to clear off her make-up. Slowly, her towel was running down to the top of her bosoms, “what the hell?” She pulled the towel down to expose her breast where she looked at them through a mirror. A giggled came out because there was marks there from him sucking on them, “that man. Jesus.” Well she knows to cover up her babies till they are gone. Shaking her head she dropped the towel and went to her drawer. Her closet door was opened and the light in there was on. She noticed more markings that she walked to the mirror, turning from one side to another. These were bruises. Fingers from gripping her hips. She was just in awe that more aches started again to the core and wetness began. Placing her hand on her face, she just can’t forget this night. A few days later….. Dominic had to keep his mind busy by giving Angelica a job which had to be passed by his grandfather. They have been together long enough for Dom to tell her about his lifestyle with the family and how she wants to be part of it as well. His grandfather was ‘eh’ about it but his father was all for it. Given the okay to let her have a job, Dom had her following him when he went out to handle business. Collecting money from his cousin Zack and two other dealers. Two of his brother were also Capo’s so they collected their money. Dom was teaching her to count it, make sure it’s all there. Also to have a pad in handy to write down what was given to Zack. The ounces, the amount it would cost and if it all adds up without no money missing, you separate the money into three. For Dominic, for Zack and for the dealers. Trust me, it’s a lot of money to go around. The only time Angelica didn’t follow was when Dominic was at the shop working and since now Angelica has no worries of him cheating on her, she was able to cool down with the insecurity but it has been three days and Dominic has not had sex with her. Making love. Maybe he had a lot on his mind. Meanwhile…. In Sara’s life right now, she was over at her father’s, basically pleading to stop making trouble with The Costello’s. “They are getting to the point where they are going to off us one by one, I mean…..don’t you give an ounce of shit about me?�� “Please. Like I am afraid of those bastards. I’ll come back with offing them as well. It’s not right that they get all the good clients. We need more money.” Her father explained while they were in his office. “Jeez dad, I wonder why we need more money. Look at all the people you already fucked over that they don’t want to do any trades with us. We barely have the guns to sale. The drugs are hard to get because we can’t find anyone like Christina whom has a father as a cartel. Shit we don’t even know anyone that can deliver us the goods.” Sara was beyond frustrated and she wasn’t doing this because of Dominic. She just knows how to run the businesses where they can make the same amount as them or even more but it’s like her father doesn’t hear her.” “Well then, go see Christina and see if she can supply us with cocaine and heroin.” “Are you not fucking listening to me dad. Christina is supplying the drugs for The Costellos. No way would she sell to us.” Now her father was listening that he rose his head and gave her a mean glare. He got up and walked around his desk. In front of his daughter, he gave a good backhand slap across her face, “never….disrespect me by talking that way to me. Go to talk to Christina.” That backhand almost knocked her out. She held her cheek, tears about to roll down but she stormed out of there. Christina, jeez what can be said about her. One thing she is friends with Sara. They’ve known each other since Elementary School and even though Christina is good friends with Dominic and the guys, she stood loyal with her friendship with Sara. Christina and her twin sister are both hispanic woman. Mhm, watch out cause a latina would cut you in half if you piss them off. Christina’s family is from Mexico and US. Her father along with his brothers started their business. Beltrán-Leyva Cartel is the name and has their territory in Mexico as well the states California, Nevada, Texas, New Mexico. LA California is where Christina handles the drugs that are delivered here from her father. Christina and her sister was the only children that their mother could punch out. Which by the way, Hector came to the US for business and that is how he met Linda, his wife now. Hector had to teach his little girls how to defend themselves, how to fight. Their uncles and cousins were the ones that taught them not to mention classes they took. Martial Arts. They took many styles of it just because Hector knew his daughters would have to be part of the business. Oh they loved it when they were able to do things for the family. It was like they were naturally born for this business. Once the daughters were 18 and had enough money to buy a house, both their parents moved back to Mexico so Hector can continue to put fear in their enemies. Both Christina and her sister are models but also assassinators They do it for their family when one of the guys fuck him over by disappearing without paying him. Ones that does not fear Hector and doesn’t pay at all. It was his daughters that had to be rid of them in any way they choose. They even get some political people as well. Ones that are trying to put a stop of the drugs coming from Mexico to the US. Over at one of the studio’s Christina goes to, to lingerie panties or a bikini suit shots, is where Sara paid her a visit. Christina was a pretty short girl but it wasn’t like she was running down the runway looking like stick figure. She was healthy looking so that’s why many places wanted her. To be different from her sister so they wouldn’t get mixed up, Christina dyes her hair a lot and has some tattoos. Her eyes were like gems. Very beautiful. In a purple lace and mesh bustier, Christina was in front of the camera, taking shots of every angle she can give them. When seeing Sara walking in, Christina smiled and told the photographer she needs a minute. A guy rushed up to her and gave her a silk robe where she tied it up and approached her best friend, giving her a big hug, “hey girl….I haven’t seen you in a long time.” Sara gave a half smile and hugged her back, “just been very busy to visit.” The two pulled back and Christina notices a dark purple mark on her cheek “you’re dad?” All Sara did was nod and placed her head down. “Son of a bitch. I am going to kill that fucker one of these days. You need to take that throne honey…...come on.” Christina placed her arm around Sara’s and led her to the dressing room to have some privacy. They sat down at a table, “what didn’t you do?” Christina asked. “I talked back to him in a disrespectful way. I’ve been doing what he tells me to do which now I am in so much trouble with Dom.” Sara explained. “Yeah, I heard about you taking away their clients. I know it’s not you, I know this is all your father. Selfish prick.” Sara nodded her head and inhaled deeply, “we’re losing people that we would do our trades with.” She looked up to Christina, not wanting to ask this of her friend, “we even lost Miguel.” Christina rose her brow when that name was mention, “Rodriguez? From Columbia?” “Yeap.” “Jesus Sara, he’s the type to rip off his client's.” Christina got up and went to the fridge in there to grab some bottled waters, “some of his products are pure but some of it’s not. Usually that stuff you sell to the junkies because they believe it’s pure.” She kept on explaining which made Sara snap. “He always tells me that this half is for your important clients and the rest for the nobodies, it makes sense now.” “Mhm.” Christina sat back down and gave her friend a bottled water, “I don’t think you lost him…..I think he was killed because of other clients he fucked over.” “Oh my god.” Sara pinched the bridge of her nose, feeling a headache coming on. Christina tilted her head to the side, observing her best friend for a bit, “you need a new supplier don’t you? That’s what this visit is for.” Sara looked up, almost wanting to cry and Christina saw that expression. Yes, she was supplying the drugs for The Costello’s and even other people but her father does not want to do any deals with The Vega’s because he knows Sebastian and how he is. Inhaling deeply, Christina knew what she can do, “alright…..I can supply you some merch but as soon as you find someone else, we have to cut the ties between us. I will just have to make up a new client's name so my father can send more to me.” “Oh my god Christina, you don’t know how much that means to me.” And it did. If it helps her from getting a beat down from her father. She got up and walked over to Christina and gave her a hug. All Christina can do was giggle, looking over to the door when it opened and in walked, Jared, Zack and Jim. “Oooo, just in time for some lezbo action.” Jim said, rubbing his hands. Rolling her eyes, Sara went to sit back down. Twisting her cap off of the bottle, she can feel the eyes of Zack on the back of her head. “What the fuck is she doing here?” Zack asked angrily, “bitch still haven’t gave up those clients she took from us.” Zack gave one of the leg of the chair a kick so it shook. “Excuse me…..here, you don’t talk about business and here, you will respect my friend.” Christina told him. “Go wait outside.” Jared ordered him. “If you don’t give them back, I’ll come after you bitch.” Zack started to walk back towards the door. Sara gritted her teeth and stood up, almost knocking the chair back, “call me a bitch one more time and see if I don’t cut your dick off and shove it down your throat you fucking fag,” Jared and Jim began to laugh because it was a funny image to see Zack’s dick in his throat. “Fuck you cunts. I’m out.” Zack left the room and everyone just laughed out loud. Some of the guys who works for Dominic doesn’t mind Sara at all because they all knew, if she was to run her father’s business that everything will be okay. Sitting back down, Sara took a swig of her water. “So what can I do for you guys?” Christina asked with a risen curious eyebrow. “Well I kind of need your help.” Jared began, “see this guy that owes a lot of money to The Costello’s. He hasn’t pay a dime back and he’s been in hiding. We tried all of his favorite spots and nothing. He’s not even there. We’re worried he may have skipped town so we need you to locate him.” Christina drummed her purple painted nails on the surface on the table, “have you guys tried every strip joint?” Jared looked to Jim, Jim looking to him with a shrug, “no we haven’t.” “If he’s got money, he’s most likely to spend it on junkie strippers but I’ll look for him.” She said with a smile. Jared gave a smile back and came to her, pressing his lips against her cheek, “thanks baby.” He said softly and pulled away, gesturing Jim to leave. The two guys left which left Sara wondering. “Are you and Jared an…..item?” Sara asked. Christina laughed softly, looking down at her water bottle as her cheeks went red. “Oh my god, you guys are.” Sara said loudly. “Shhh, keep it down.” Christina got up and walked to the door, opened it a crack and peeped out to see no one was ease dropping. “Is this a secret relationship?” Christina shook her head no and closed the door, “it’s not a relationship…..it’s just a sex relationship.” Christina sat back and took a drink of her water, “it’s a fifty shades of gray type of relationship…...only my dominant is way sexier and he really knows how to make me shiver.” The girls continued on with that conversation where Sara wanted so badly to tell her best friend about her and Dom’s little romp. Over at Angelica’s house….. Dom was getting dressed after having sex with his girlfriend. Sadly, it wasn’t the same. He didn’t feel right doing this with Angelica when all he can think about is Sara. As for Angelica, she was quite disappointed because he came fast. Leaving her with no satisfaction but she wasn’t about to question that. Sitting on the edge of the bed, Dom started to place his shoes on when Angelica came from behind, running her hands down his bare chest, “I’ve been doing alright for myself in this business. Who knows, maybe I can do other things.” Dom just huffed out, “other things would mean you have to kill someone or do a big trade with someone that will make you cry.” Angelica frowned then sat on her hinds, “god damn it Dom, don’t you have any faith in me.” Standing up, Dom grabbed his shirt and placed it on, turning to look at his girl, “Angelica, you don’t belong here. This is not you…..” Pulling her legs from under her butt, she had them dangling on the side of the bed, “I can do this Dom…..it’s the only way to get closer to you.” Hearing that was the stupidest shit he ever heard coming from Angelica. “Just stay away from it all.” Dom snatched his jacket from a chair and left her pad. God, he wasn’t even thinking clearly when he put her into this mess. It just seem his father was wanting Dom to get with a girl that knows this line of work. Sara does. Leaving Angelica’s house, Dom was on the road and it was getting dark when his cell phone went off. Taking it out, he answered and heard Jim, “what’s up?” Dom asked. “Zack man…..he knows the clients weren’t given back from Sara. He’s looking to kill her tonight.” Seeing red, Dom stopped at the red light, “are you sure about this?” “Positive, you need to stop him because this is just going to start trouble.” “Okay, I will. Bye.” Dom got off quickly and called Sara’s phone. The car behind him was honking at him to go so he pressed on the gas and took off. “Sara here.” she answered the phone. “Where are you?” “None of your fucking business.” “Sara damn it, just tell me where the fuck you are.” Dominic’s tone was stern. “I’m over at Temptation.” Click. Dominic hung up and drove as fast as he could since it was quite away from where he was. Sara was looking down at her phone, wondering what the hell that was about. Tucking her phone in her purse, Sara ordered her another drink, not knowing there was a red dot hitting the back of her head.