un·der·bel·ly
/ˈəndərˌbelē/
noun
A hidden unpleasant or criminal part of society.
"the dark underbelly of a ghetto"
"I do for me and mine how I see fit. Even if I have to wage war against everything in my path." His voice so powerful it felt like i...
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***Chapter Playlist*** Rehab- Rihanna
Killian Rubis Andrade MoBay, Jamaica
We spent the last day in Jamaica at a day party eating fresh fish, roasted corn, and roast breadfruit with salt. When we got back to the rental we had dinner and took showers to rid ourselves of the sand and sea water of the day.
I was in Oakleys room as he packed his suitcase, "I miss my babies." I sigh dramatically hanging my head off the bed, kicking my feet up. "They don't go this long without me."
Oakley chuckled, "You've been gone for three days."
"Yea but I always tuck them in with kisses, and bedtime treat." I pouted sitting up, and flipped on my stomach. His phone was buzzing like crazy, but I ignored it. It wasn't my business, but it was getting harder to ignore.
"They are guard dogs Killian, you aren't suppose to be overly affectionate."
"But they're my babies. I just love them." I swooned, Sev and Sir have kept me sane. The lonely nights I spend in my castle in the sky they keep me warm, and cozy. They listened to me ramble about nothing, and somehow always knew when I was in a bad mood to come and cuddle with me.
Sirius was a lot more playful than Severus, which is accurate given the characters I named them after.
"Your phone is going crazy." I look at him, and he attempts to shut the over stuffed suitcase.
"Ok-" A call coming through interrupted him. The caller ID is what really set me off, I picked it up and answered.
"Hello!" I answered the phone nicely, his eyes quickly moved to me and I hopped off the bed before he could try and grab me.
"Who's this?" The knock off Uma Thurman responded, as I placed it on speaker.
"Killian. Who's this?"
"Well Killian you can tell Cench that he needs to call me because I'm pregnant." I looked at him, and he stared at me a confused look on his face.
"Congratulations." I say before hanging up, and gripping the phone tightly. My jaw clenched, and my chest was tight.
"Ki-" Before he finished his sentence I threw the phone at his head, it hit him in the corner of his eye and split his eye open. Blood poured of out his face, but I felt no different at the fact that I hurt him. "What the fuck!"
"You are honestly so fucking pathetic. You make me so sick!" He reached for me but I pushed his hand off, and attempted to reach for my phone on the bed. Oakley grabbed both my hands and held them down, "Dude honestly, get the fuck off of me."
"Listen to me, please." He spoke calmly, but I was far from calm.
"Fuck you! But I don't belong to anyone else right? Were you fucking her raw?" I attempted to break loose from his death grip.
