Finding Friday

by Quell T Fox

  My eyes instantly flick to Maddox, his heated eyes meet mine as he continues to fuck Lenny from behind. His hands gripping on Lenny’s hips. I catch movement, my eyes instinctively moving to it and I see Lenny reaching his hand down to stroke himself.

  Holy fuck…

  ​I am taken aback by the scene in front of me. So much that I don’t know what to do. This is easily the hottest fucking thing that I have ever witnessed in my entire existence. I am so turned on yet, I’m still so sensitive from that intense orgasm that I don’t know if I could handle being touched again.

  ​“You like watching me fuck him?” Maddox asks in his rich, husky voice.

  ​Words don’t come out, but I manage a nod as I bite my bottom lip.

  ​His movements become faster, more erratic. Lenny’s hand is still around his cock, pumping it from base to tip.

  ​“Fuck,” he groans. “Mad, I’m gonna come.”

  ​Holy fuck. Holy fucking fuck!

  Before I can begin to process what is happening right in front of my eyes I feel a wet, hot liquid hit my calf. I look down to see Lenny’s seed pumping out all over the bed and me. In that very moment Maddox stills, pumping his release into Lenny’s ass. I lean up on my elbows and just stare. It’s all I can manage to do. Not missing a beat, Maddox backs away, snatches his pants from the ground and disappears into the other room. Lenny crawls onto the bed and lays down beside me. My entire body is tingling with, I don’t know, horniness? Is that a thing?

  ​“What was that all about?” I ask, still trying to catch my breath.

  ​“He doesn’t like to admit that he likes my ass,” he shrugs and closes his eyes, resting his hand on his firm belly. His cock is still semi-hard and part of me wants to take it in my mouth…

  ​“This has happened before?” I ask before I act too quickly.

  ​“A few times,” he winks at me. Tapping my leg, “come on D, let’s go shower.” He sits up and heads towards the bathroom.

  ​“D?”

  ​“Yeah, it’s your new nickname. Hope you like it.”

  ​“Do I have a choice?”

  ​“Nope.” I roll my eyes and stand to follow Lenny into the shower.

  ***

  ​Showering with Lenny was fun, yet it was uneventful. I was kind of hoping to get a bit more action in the shower. I don’t know why I’ve suddenly become insatiable but I kind of like it. It seems that anything involving Lenny is fun. He’s the life of the party, the one that likes jokes, pranks and good times. He makes me feel alive.

  ​While we were in the shower, he washed me up, including my hair. An act that may be awkward due to being extremely personal was in no way, shape or form awkward. He sang to me the entire time. Some made up song about taking showers and washing up.

  ​Bubbles, bubbles everywhere

  ​And not a one to spare.

  ​Washing up Friday’s hair

  ​Then she’ll get her underwear!

  ​Even as I’m lying in bed beside him the silly words run through my head and I laugh quietly. He’s softly snoring beside me and I’d hate to wake him. He’s adorable when he sleeps. Maybe getting into the car with these guys was a good idea. They all seem like good guys, genuinely nice people even with some of their strong personality traits.

  ​I lay awake for a while, unable to sleep from the adrenaline that’s still pulsing through my veins. The image of Maddox fucking Lenny is not something that I’ll be able to get rid of for a long time, not that I want to. Like, at all. The way Maddox just left, though, that’s kind of an asshole move. He just fucks Lenny and then leaves. Is it always like that or did he do that because of me? I make a mental note to ask Lenny about it, cause that’s just not right. I can see that Maddox is an asshole, but you can’t just use people like that. Especially your friends…or are they together? Something else I need to ask…

  ​I roll over onto my side to get comfy, a moment later I feel Lenny’s arm slip around my waist and he pulls me close to him. The warmth of his body and the feel of his soft skin behind me pushes me into one of the best sleeps that I have ever had.

  CHAPTER 9

  Maddox

  ​After last night, I am positive that she is the One. I’d bet my left nut on it. And, I’m pretty sure that Lenny can agree with me at this point. He’s not one to sleep around, at all. I’m the one that does that. For him to do that with her, something is up. And me? I’m pissed at myself for that. I should not have allowed that to happen in front of her. I don’t know what came over me. Watching Lenny with her made my dick rock hard and I needed him. I wanted her too, but I needed him. None of the other guys know about Lenny and I and it needs to stay that way. Granted it’s only happened a few times, but it’s none of their damn business. I told Lenny that if he told anyone I’d kick his ass and I know he believes me. He can be a real pain in the ass and immature at times, but he has a lot of respect for me. I’m the one that saved him, after all.

  ​I’ve gone back and forth with what we’re doing. I worry that people will think I’m taking advantage of him, but it’s not like that. I don’t remember how it happened; it just did. We’re close, we’ve always been close. More than the other guys. Plus, it’s not unheard of for the guys within their Circles to be with each other, too. We are all together, that’s the point of it. I’m just not sure if it’s normal for it to happen to before we get our One, but fuck it. When have we ever been normal? Nothing about us has gone by the books, why should we start now?

  ​I close the adjoining door fully, so I can try to talk to the guys. It’s early, we’re up as usual. None of us sleep in very late, but she’s still sleeping and I don’t want to wake her. She was up late lying in bed while Lenny slept beside her. She didn’t realize that I was in there, too. How would she?

  ​“How can you be sure that it’s her?” Alec asks. “I haven’t felt a damn thing.”

  ​“Quit being such a dickwad and open up, then maybe you will.” I point a finger at Alec.

  ​“I think Maddox is right. I think she’s the One.” Lenny adds. I knew he felt something.

  ​“Callan?” I step back and lean against the cool wall, crossing my arms.

  ​“I felt something, but not enough to be sure. But Maddox, I trust you. You are the Superior, after all.”

  ​“It’s settled then. She stays. We don’t say anything, not yet. She either doesn’t know what she is, or she’s keeping herself closed off for another reason. I can’t tell yet.” I run my fingers through my hair, like I always do when I’m thinking. It’s soft and gel free since I didn’t put anything in it to hold it in place after the shower. “And you,” I point a finger at Lenny, “chill with the magic shit, she’s going to realize something is up.”

  ​“Come on Mad! That’s the fun part,” he whines.

  ​“I’m serious Lenny.” He pouts at me and I shake my head. “I’m going out for a smoke.”

  He’s always been the kid, the younger brother, the one that we have to keep in line. This is why we haven’t said anything about us, I don’t know how the guys would feel about it. We’re like family, yeah, but it’s always been a little more than that with Lenny. It’s a touchy subject and I don’t know how I even feel about it. I’m in no way ready to come out to the guys about it. Callan helps with keeping him in line, too. So, I’m not the only one ‘taking care of him’. Alec ignores it, of course. I don’t know what I’m going to do the day that Alec reacts to something. When he blows up. I’m not sure if any of us will be able to handle him. I can’t blame him after what happened. He’s scarred…broken, even. I’m hoping that finding our One will bring him back. I miss the old Alec, not this zombie thing that walks around grunting and bitching all day.

  ​We all need this, honestly. We’ve all had our fair share of bad times, ever since we were kids. It’s how we found each other. It really must have been fate or the universe bringing us together, something. What are the odds of us all having shitty parents? Human parents, at that. Yet,
we found each other. All coming into our powers around the same time, except Lenny. He took the longest, poor kid. He used to follow us around and pretend that he had powers. It’s like he knew what he was, too, because he used to pretend to shoot magic out of his fingers. Not that shooting magic out of his fingers is what he does, but he is a Warlock of sorts, a species or descendant of them, it’s a little different. Anyway, when they’re portrayed you usually see them wiggling their fingers around for magic.

  ​The rest of us, all within a few months we noticed something going on. I was the first, always knowing that something was off with me. I know there are some strange people out there that like blood and gore, but my attraction towards it was much different, even I knew that. It wasn’t overbearing, just odd. Being a Vampire is not easy, but it has its perks, too. And no, I’m not a blood thirsty psychopath. I thought that’s how I would turn out. I was petrified at first, especially once my teeth came in, but I did some research and apparently, a lot of the Vampire species now a days are so watered down from mixing with human blood that we’ve evolved. So yeah, I still love blood, especially from the guys, but it’s nothing like people think. The other abilities are what I love most. The speed, the strength, but the ability to become invisible is my favorite. That was the last of my abilities to show. Don’t get me wrong, the mind control is pretty bad ass too, but that’s more of Callan’s thing. Being invisible, that is the best.

  ​Callan’s mind control is intense, we’ve never found an actual name for what he is, but he has the ability to manipulate knowledge. We all realized when we were young that it was extremely dangerous and can really fuck things up, so we all agreed that he would keep it in check and not use it, unless it was an absolute emergency. We used to stand at street corners and Callan would use his powers on people driving and have them believe that red and green were the opposite, but only to one side of traffic. So people would run a red light, truly thinking that it meant it was time to go. We’d laugh at them swerving around each other, yelling and screaming. Until one day it caused an accident and there was a child in the car. It was scary as fuck and we felt like complete jackasses. Luckily, everyone was okay, including the child but we agreed no more. He uses it now and then, to piss us off, or as a joke but he has a good handle on it, with years of practice. The jokes are more of Lenny’s thing anyway. Mostly, it’s just annoying because he knows everything. He is a master of knowledge. When it comes to book stuff, that is. When it comes to people, emotions and that kind of stuff, he’s lacking. He’s one awkward mother fucker.

  ​And Alec, he can be scary as fuck. Which is weird coming from me, but I’ve seen him do some shit. Especially, after that day. He’s an Air Elemental. As kids we thought it was stupid, until he started playing around with it and realized what he is capable of. He can crush someone with a look, using the force of the air around you. He can remove the air from an area, causing you to suffocate. Whirlwinds, fires, tsunami’s…all kinds of crazy shit. You don’t realize how much air plays into things until you can control it. We do our best to keep Alec calm. When he loses control, we all suffer. It’s never been to an extreme, but I fear that day is close by.

  Lenny and I are immortal, well not entirely, we can die but we heel a lot quicker than normal. Making it very hard for us to die. Another thing we used to mess around with when we were younger. Our lives. We’d take turns stabbing each other, and watch the wounds heal instantaneously in front of our eyes. Never leaving a scar. Callan and Alec…doesn’t work for them. We learned that the hard way. They are definitely mortal. They have scars to show for it.

  We all need our Circle closed, but Alec needs it the most. Him and I have always butt heads, we both have strong personalities and I know he wanted to be the Superior, but it didn’t work out that way and I’ve never been sure why. I think the prophet knew what would happen to him, knew that he wouldn’t be able to handle the responsibility. If he had been Superior and he acted like this? We’d be fucked for sure, and not in a good way. And I never wanted him to have it, obviously. I’m too proud. I know I’m almost as much of an asshole as him, I know I start things, will I admit it? Fuck no. That’s just who I am.

  ​And this girl. Friday. I can’t tell what she is, but I know she is something. Something fierce. I have this indescribable feeling; this pull towards her ever since I saw her pulling bags from her trunk. I look into her eyes and something is there, like I can see past the surface of her bright golden eyes. I think she’s unaware of what she is because her powers seem muffled, like they are in hiding. Or maybe she does, and she is hiding… from someone? Perhaps. I need more time to decide how to go about this. I don’t want to scare her away. Telling her could freak her out whether she knows or not. If she is in hiding, she may freak thinking that she’s been found, or if she doesn’t know then she may think we’re all crazy. I need to get to know her more, get to know her better. She seems open minded, after that little situation last night. The memory of it makes my cock hard all over again. I contemplate taking care of it myself, but the thought of her doing it for me is more appealing.

  I’d rather wait. Save it all for her.

  ​This vacation, if you want to call it that, is the only thing we have left with each other. We drifted apart over the years, doing our own thing once we didn’t fall into place naturally. It became baggage, our relationship. We became a nuisance to one another, instead of the support that we should be. The problem with us being apart is that we need to be together. We all bonded together at a young age, it’s the reason we came into our powers. Being apart, it feels like something is missing. An itch that you can never scratch. It’s true for all of us, but I think it’s the hardest on Alec because he needs us the most, even though he’d die before admitting it. Yeah, we function apart, but it’s that feeling of knowing that there is more and never being able to have it. Like we are stuck. When we are together like this, we feel better, our powers are stronger, but the problem is we don’t know how to be together anymore. We fight, we get sick of each other. Usually by the end of these trips, we want to tear each other’s throats out. Friday caught us right at the beginning of our trip, which should be a good thing. We’ve only had a few spats so far. Maybe this time won’t get as bad as it usually does.

  ​I flick away the cigarette that’s between my fingers, blowing out the rest of the smoke from my lungs. I turn to go back inside, but I go into my room this time. I walk over to Friday and watch her sleep for a moment. She doesn’t know that I was in her motel room before, back in Ellbrooke. Something about watching her sleep brings me peace. Maybe because I’ve always struggled with sleep. Vampires don’t need as much sleep as humans but when I don’t get any, it’s a real problem. This girl is going to be our savior. She is going to bring us all back together, I feel it in my soul. This woman, she’s it for us.

  Just wait and see.

  CHAPTER 10

  ​“Rise and shine, Babycakes. Get up, we’re going for breakfast.” I growl in response.

  What time is it?

  Why am I being woken up?

  Just…why?

  “Come on Sleepy head, I’m hungry.” Lenny starts off in a sing-song voice but ends on a whine. I huff out a breath, not ready to get out of the soft, warm bed. The memories of last night come back to me and I get a rush of warmth low in my belly, which doesn’t help with getting out of bed. In fact, it makes me want to pull Lenny into bed with me and ride him until he begs me to stop.

  I swipe the covers off me only to realize that I’m completely naked. Oops. Lenny is standing at the foot of the bed staring at me with his arms crossed and a smirk on his face. He’s dressed adorably in fitted tan shorts and a red button up. I can’t see his shoes, but I bet dollars to donuts that he has on the red converse again. His hair is shiny and tucked behind his ears. I want to run my fingers through it…again. I watch his eyes scan over my body and flash with want.

  Fuck it.

  I didn’t care last night and I’m not going to
start caring now. I crawl towards the end of the bed, biting my bottom lip and keeping eye contact with Lenny’s gorgeous blue eyes. I get off the bed slowly, trying to be sexy about it. I’m not sure that it worked because pretending to be a stripper was never my thing. I have no rhythm, at all. When I see the look in Lenny’s eyes, though, I know it worked. The hunger is back and burning hotter than it was only a moment ago. I saunter over to my bags and bend at the waist, digging through them trying to find something to wear. I hear Lenny swear under his breath, but then I hear this awful choking sound.

  I straighten and turn to see Callan in the doorway and he’s as red as a strawberry, like I didn’t even think it was possible for someone to turn that red. The image that he just saw…holy shit. I look at Lenny with wide eyes and he busts out laughing. He drops to his knees, covers his face and shakes with laughter. He then falls completely to the floor…still laughing. Dramatic much? I shake my head, grab my clothes and walk into the bathroom to get dressed trying to hide the fact that I am also laughing. On the way in I notice that Callan is no longer standing in the door. He’s probably hiding under the bed like a scared animal, he may be there for a while.

  I decide on high-waist red shorts with a white, loose fitting crop top. I throw my hair up in an extra messy bun. I could put on make-up, but it’s too early for that. I step into my flip-flops and call it a day. I walk out of the bathroom to find all four of the guys waiting for me. I don’t think Alec is actually waiting for me, he’s just waiting to leave.

  Lenny sees me and he sucks his bottom lip between his teeth. I love this little back and forth game, and I can tell he likes it too, which makes it more exciting. This is going to be fun. Maddox also makes eye contact but quickly looks away, Callan’s eyes are glued to his phone but I’m not convinced that he’s actually doing something. I think he’s trying to avoid me.