When we entered the building, I almost fainted from the cloud of smoke.
I coughed. "You will easily find your carcinogenic sticks here. In fact, everyone is smoking here. Passive smoking is equally harmful in this amount."
"Try to have fun, sis.", he said touching my shoulder.
The reaction of my body to his touch of his strong hands on my shoulders wasn't surprising. If he keeps touching me like this, this will be a really hard day.
"Please don't call me that."
"How would you like me to call you then? Nobody knows us, we can create names. We're both in black, like mafia who are gambling in big money. "
"Whatever, just not sis.", I exclaimed. "What do you want to play?", I asked.
"I want to sit down for some table to play poker.", he said. "And you?"
"I'm just playing on machines for a dollar."
"For a dollar, you're careless today, aren't you?"
"Don't laugh."
"You don't come to casinos to play on machines, especially not ones for a dollar."
"I don't know how to play cards."
"I can show you, but first we need a drink.", he winked. "Always drink before the poker."
"God, some things never change. You're teasing me with your jokes again. That means I did something right today."
"Seriously, this idea...", he turned around. "To come here...was perfect."
"What are they playing?", I asked.
"That's poker. What are you gonna drink?"
"Just coca cola."
"Okay, I'll be back right away. Don't start winning without me.", he said with a smile on his face.
The smile on his face really made me happy even though I knew that all this was just a temporary escape from the pain he had experienced.
While I was waiting for Billy to bring a drink, I came across a table and stopped just behind the player who stood there. A drunk, red-faced man with a southern accent and a cowboy hat smiled at me and then focused again on the game.
Without understanding the rules of the game, I started daydreaming and stared at the table until everyone around the table applauded. Drunk guy turned and grabbed me around my waist.
"You, my lady, brought happiness to me, I didn't win once tonight until you didn't show up. I'm not letting you go now."
His breath smelled on beer and his shirt was soaked with sweat. I smiled because everything seemed innocent to me. That is, until he smacked my butt...very hard.
When I turned to go from there, Billy approached with two glasses. He no longer smiled.
"Tell me I didn't see that fucking guy just smacked your ass.", he didn't wait for an answer. "Hold this.", he told me.
He grabbed man's neck. "What the fuck you think you should smack her like that?"
The man raised his hands. "I didn't know she wasn't alone."
"Apologize, right now!", he yelled.
"Look, man..."
Billy tightened his throat. "Apologize."
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You're Mine
Fanfiction❝Do you love your sister?❞ When Betty's father died, her mother found a new guy and got married. So he and his son, Billy moved in with them. Billy and Betty started getting closer. They both have a really close relationship, a relationship that is...
