Red Flags Chapter 3

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♥️🚩👫 (Badasses • Bad • Jerks) 🚩♥️

“You’re sitting on my dîck” he muttered, and Emory’s eyes widened a bit.

She became conscious of her sitting position, and she could swear she felt his boner on herself.

She quickly stood from him.

“Young girl!” Uncle Reginald scowled alarmingly.

“Calm down, uncle. He won’t die” Conrad muttered.

“Next time, fox. Target my vein” Levi smirked devilishly at her.

She scoffed.

“Coming here was a mistake, you fuçking…

“Watch that mouth” Levi interrupted, sitting up on the ground.

The blood on his neck stained his shirt.

“I hope your pillow becomes wet every night, motherfûcker!” She spat ragingly.

“I get that a lot” he muttered with an unhinged calm.

Emory gave him the middle finger before storming out of the house, leaving the men in awe.

“What was that” Uncle Reginald said, moving close to Levi who’s just standing.

“She’s Emory Carson…the craziest girl in school” Hyce said.

“And?”

“Someone probably sent thugs to her like she said, but they obviously used Banks name” Conrad said.

“An enemy?” Uncle Reginald frowned.

“We know who it is… Bloody Chadwick. I’m breaking his fuçking skull” Levi replied and went upstairs.

“She ruined my dinner and broke numerous chinas” Uncle Reginald said.

“We can always replace the chinas, and you can cook another dinner” Conrad shrugged.

“No! I mean… maybe tomorrow, not tonight” Hyce quickly said, and the man’s phone rang, interrupting them.

After a minute of speaking on phone, he picked his car keys from the couch.

“My wife is back, I have to go. Take care of Banks” he announced.

“Oh…sure!” Conrad nodded as Reginald left the house.

“Fûck! I wanna buy Emory a jet for ruining this poisonous dinner” Hyce said.

“Relax” Conrad patted him, and Hyce nodded.

“Chadwick is perfectly overstepping his boundaries” he said.

“He’s getting it soon, Banks won’t lay low after this, trust me” Conrad said with a crazy smile.

*

LEVI’S ROOM*

Levi is shirtless, and his madly ripped upper body is on display, his abs and pacs flexing as he cleaned up the neck and arm wounds in front of the mirror.

He remembered Emory’s challenge earlier, and a cruel smile climbed his seductive lips.

To others, it’s an attack, but to him, it’s a challenge.

Catch me if you can, and he’s all ready to do the chase.

To think he has been pretending not to see her since three years ago, and now she presented herself for sport.

Such a good little girl.

He finished cleaning the wound and slapped a small plaster on it to control the bleeding for now.

He’s gonna get rid of it after it stops, he hates any barrier on his skin.

Unlike his friends, no single tattoo on his visible body, but he has a hidden one, known to only him.

He threw on a black shirt and got his phone.

Thankfully, he has Chadwick’s line…He likes keeping his enemies around.

He sent him a quick text…

Levi: I saw your gift, get ready for mine.

He sat in bed after dropping his phone.

He tried to focus on something..anything at all in the dark room, but he failed, and his mind went to that miserable sentence again…

“YOU SHOULDN’T HAVE BEEN BORN, LEVI”

His eyes opened slowly, his brows rumpling as the guys came in.

They both fell beside him.

“Exit, I need to sleep” Levi said, stroking his own hair.

“When are we killing Chadwick?” Conrad asked.

“He’s not in the to-kill list yet” Levi replied calmly.

“What do you fuçking mean? Dude sent his members to hurt Emory with your name! The girl you’ve been watching since the beginning?” Hyce frowned.

“You’re not getting it, bro. He’s not watching because of interest, he’s watching because of duty” Conrad said.

“But…

Before Hyce could land, Levi pushed him off the bed with his feet, and Hyce landed on the ground.

“Suck my dîck, bastard!” Hyce thundered as he stood, leaving the room.

“What are you gonna do to her?” Conrad asked.

Levi closed his eyes, his long lashes hugging.

“Don’t be scared, I won’t kill her” he muttered.

“Scared? You’re deranged” Conrad scoffed as he left the room.

*

VOID CLUBHOUSE*

“What the hell is taking her so long!” Rebekah complained for the thousandth time, moving from one feet to another.

She’s been waiting for minutes in front of the club with the girls.

“Bîtch isn’t picking my calls” Nina added, almost smashing her phone.

“She has never been like this before though” Lizzy said worriedly.

“She could have at least called instead of making us worry” Nina said.

“Are you girls going in yet? I’m closing for the night” the huge bouncer at the small gate said.

“You know we can’t go in without Emz, can you wait three more minutes?” Rebekah quickly said.

“I’m afraid I can’t do that. It’s 8pm already” he replied.

“Darn” Nina muttered.

“Girls!” Emory appeared behind them.

“Thank gawd!” Rebekah smiled, but the smile vanished when she saw her wounded face.

“Babe what’s up with your face!”

“Emz, is everything ok?” Nina asked.

“Emory…” Lizzy narrowed her eyes at her.

“We’ll talk inside” Emory brought out her phone

At the same time, they pushed their phone screens forward, showing their online tickets

“Go on girls” the bouncer smiled, opening the gate.

“We’re regulars here, you should start allowing us in without tickets” Nina said.

“Soon” he replied, stucking hands with Emory.

The four entered the main clubhouse, and immediately they raised the curtain and stepped in, they screamed out before rushing to the serving table.

This place is an exclusive illegal clubhouse where drugs like cocaine and cannabis are exchanged for money.

Emory got a glass of tequila for herself and gulped it, then she grabbed the slice of lime on top of it and placed it on her tongue, shutting her eyes and allowing the taste to hit as she sucked the sourness.

“Hmm…mmm” she moaned, grabbing another cup.

Rebekah quickly took it from her.

“You can’t get drunk without telling us what happened” she said.

“Fine, Banks sent thugs to me, and they ruined my car” she said.

“What! Same Banks?” Nina gasped, swirling her drink in her cup.

“Of course!” Emory snapped.

“I can’t believe it, were they wearing masks? What’s the colour of their masks?” Rebekah asked.

“Black and white?” Emory replied.

“I knew it! Only The Titans use black and white masks and Chadwick is the leader, you should have known!” Nina shouted.

“Are you saying Chadwick attacked me with Banks name?” Emory scoffed.

“Obviously, Banks doesn’t belong in any frat club so there’s no way he’d send thugs” Lizzy said.

There are two frat clubs in the campus actually…

The Titans who are bossed by Chadwick, then The Vikings.

No one knows who The Vikings leader is, and they always carry out their operations low-key, so they’ve been concluded to be weaker.

“Banks it too gentle to do such, he’s not violent” Nina said.

“You’re defending him real good” Lizzy smiled.

“He’s my future husband” Nina winked, and Lizzy laughed.

“Whatever” Emory grabbed her second cup and gulped it.

“Let’s hit the dance floor!” Rebekah shouted over the music, and the four crossed over.

Nina started her crazy twerk on Lizzy, and Lizzy acted like the guy by rocking on her.

Emory is doing the same for Rebekah…

“Damn! This @ss!” Rebekah spanked her, and Emory chuckled, downing the third cup.

“I’ll get us another” Rebekah said and left the floor.

Emory resumed dancing alone, but then the smell of a male cologne hit her when a guy began dancing behind her.

He touched her hips, and she quickly turned with wide eyes, feeling like throwing up.

“Did you just touch me? Fûcker! How dare you!” She spat at his face, punching him in the nose.

The guy staggered, and Emory rushed out of the floor.

Her eyes were already turning as she tried to locate a restroom, and her stomach is upside down.

She held the walls till she found one, and she went on her knees in front of the toilet seat, throwing up all the alcohol she had.

Sweat shawled her face as she stood, staggering to the water dispenser.

A male’s sudden touch on her skin triggers her, and that’s why she avoids it like fire.

Uncle Fred’s face appeared in her head, his sweet smile and his favorite words…

“You’re so pretty, Emory” his voice haunted her like a ghost.

She held her head and mewled painfully, pouring water on her face, but it didn’t work

She took off her heels and sat on the covered toilet seat, shaking as she buried her wet face in her shoulder.

“Emory!” Rebekah came in with the rest of the girls.

“I knew it” Nina said, and Lizzy quickly gathered her heels.

Rebekah pulled Emory’s head to her tummy, hugging it there.

Emory hugged her back.

“You’re fine, baby” Rebekah stroked her hair, and Nina sighed.

*

TO Be Continued