My cheeks flamed for a moment, taken back. "Uh thank you."
Rucker smirked. "He got some happy juice," he said before bursting into giggles.
A look of horror went across Sebastian's face as he stared at the giggling Rucker. "Is he...giggling?"
"So what? Let him be." Khan snacked a hand around my waist, bringing me closer to him, our body heats humming to a similar tune. "Want to sit in my lap? I got a present for you."
A squeaky noise bolted from my throat. "Huh?"
Silky soft lips pillowed my ear, causing a field of goosebumps to pebble across my skin. He then nibbled the shell of my ear as his fingers tickled down my arm. "You feel so good—"
Sebastian tugged me out of Khan's tight grip. "Don't paw on her," he said, glaring down Khan as he placed me on the floor pillow on the other side of him.
Khan shrugged with a grin on his lips. "She didn't object, did she?" He looked at me. "Did I make you feel uncomfortable, Betinia?"
The way he said my name made my core quiver. It was like he dripped my name in chocolate and licked every single letter clean before dotting the one "I" with a kiss and the other with a bite.
"Umm no, I'm okay." I closed my eyes. "It must be the ecstasy making you act weird."
Khan picked up the bottle before taking another swig. "Nah, I'm good. It's kind of—"
Yaz snatched the bottle out of his hand and dunked it into the nearest potted plant. "Stop drinking it. We don't know what the fuck is in it."
"Why you gotta be such a downer, Yaz," Khan said, picking up one of the cocaine cakes. She smacked it out of his hand and dumped them all in the hot tub.
Rucker burst into giggles again and crawled into the fetal position, rocking. "She's so mad — shhhhhh don't make her mad. She'll get us," he loud-whispered. "Everyone hide."
"Rucker," Yaz said, tone angry.
Rucker screamed. Like full-on horror movie girl scream, piercing and high. "Ohmygod, she found me!" He dived under an empty floor pillow, burying himself deep as his ass stuck out. "Don't let her hurt me."
Yaz grunted and pulled the pillow off him.
Rucker screamed again, forming his body into a ball. "Don't steal my snacks. Please don't steal my snacks. I have to feed them to my pigeon Lucky charm. He'll die if I don't feed him. I'm his only source of income. The president will kill him. I'll die on the streets."
"What?" Yaz shook her head. "This is why I never did coke."
Rucker giggled again.
He was definitely high on cocaine. Really high.
"I think both these idiots are going to be fine," Yaz said, sitting down on her pillow as Rucker began rolling back and forth like a wet dog, snickering. Duke followed suite like it was a game, and now we had both of them rolling in unison.
"It just needs to leave their system," I said, watching the rolling duo.
Khan moved around Sebastian and played with one of my curls. "Your hair is so soft. I wonder if your lips feel like that."
Sebastian pushed Khan away. "Get away from her."
"Oh my god, let's dance!" Rucker screeched, sitting up.
"You should probably relax," Yaz said.
Rucker pouted. "You're no fun. Yazzy, I want to play. Pleeeeeaaaase? Pretty pleeeeaaase? Please. Please. Yazzy I want to dance. Pleeeeeaaasse? Pretty pleeeaaase. Please please please. Please. Please. Please. Pleeeease. Please. Please. Please. Please. Pleeeeeaaasse? Pretty pleeeaaase. Please please please. Please. Please. Please. Pleeeease. Please. Please. Please. Please. Pleeeeeaaasse? Pretty Pleeeeeaaasse? Pretty pleeeaaase. Please please please. Please. Please. Please. Pleeeease. Please. Please. Please. Please. pleeeaaase. Please please please. Please. Please. Please. Pleeeease. Please. Please. Please. Please. Pleeeeeaaasse? Pretty pleeeaaase. Please please please. Please. Please. Please. Pleeeease. Please. Please. Please. Please. Please—"
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Battle of the KillersHorror
What happens when a bunch of killers are forced to live together? BATTLE OF THE KILLERS is a reality show that follows Betinia Woods, a girl kidnapped and forced to live in an underground bunker with twelve other killers. The bunker is equipped wit...