The sudden ringing of a phone pierced through Neon’s ears, ultimately waking him from his hours long slumber. He groaned tiredly and turned, ‘What moron would call me on a goddamn Wednesday? It’s Wednesday for crying out loud!’ he gritted his teeth. The constant ringing grating on every last one of his nerves. Eventually, he tossed the blanket off and got up to go through the phone across the planet but noticed it was a private number calling him. This prompted him to lift and eyebrow.
Neon swiped the the green icon up, answering the call. He waited for the other person to answer the call because he wasn’t going to, but to his utmost surprise they hung up then blocked his number.
“What the actual Füçk?” he sized up the phone with his eyes as if it was a person. Then he remembered he wasn’t the only one in the room, he glanced at Meira sleeping peacefully on Ryat’s chest. “What an ugly motherFüçker,” Neon stalked towards them and stooped, he raised his hand and used a finger to stroke Meira’s cheek until she woke up. “So sorry for waking you up, Snow.”
She didn’t reply, she rubbed her eyes, tossed the sheet off then launched herself into his arms. He had to put one knee on the ground and wrap his arms around her waist so he didn’t fall back with her.
“Whoa there, what’s this?” Neon chuckled. “Were you dreaming of me, sweetheart?”
She pouted and nodded.
“I’m flattered that you did, my little cupcake,” he kissed her forehead. “Snow, go back to Ryat, I have to go.”
“No… Why?” she whined, angrily looking into his eyes. “Why do you want to leave me?”
He bit his lips as he stared at her beautifully cute face and adorable voice, Neon had to look away with a pinkish tint to his cheeks. “You’re so cute it’s life threatening. Snow, I’ll be back soon. I have to go do other stuff, like work.”
“You work?” she ÇOçked her head to the side.
His eyes softened, “Yes, I get paid request to draw or paint people. I make good money doing it.”
“Then stay and paint me.”
“What are you gonna pay me with? A kiss?”
“Is that what you want?” she reached up and pressed her pillowy lips to the corner of his lips.
“Now, now, Snow. Be a good girl and don’t rile me up, I told you it’s too early to Füçk. We have to get to know each other, y’know? Your likes, dislikes, what makes you smile, laugh, cry, angry, scared, and more. I gotta get to you so I can take proper care of you, Meira, we can’t rush things.”
“Then take me with you! We can do that!”
“Why don’t you want to stay with Ryat?”
Before she could reply Ryat grabbed slapped her on her backside, she flinched and buried her face into Neon’s neck. “She’s a little brat, that’s why. She doesn’t want to be punished after she misbehaves.”
“Ow,” she whined, rubbing her legs. “Because he’s a big b*lly! He’s really mean! I wanna stay with you.”
“Meira, you do know half the Sh|t that d_1ckwad says he doesn’t mean, right? You just gotta understand that his love language is insults and v**lence,” he kissed her head, smiling pleasantly.
“Thanks man, I really appreciate it,” Ryat rolls his eyes and gets up. He stretched his armen rolled his shoulders back. “Where are you going?”
“Downtown, I got an extra shift to pick up,” Neon scoops a lounging Meira into his arms and stands up with her. “I see this one likes being babied.”
“Oh I’ll baby her alright,” Ryat slapped her thigh and she kicked her legs up. “Little Dove.”
“Ow! Stop it!” Meira hugs Neon tighter while he stands there looking shocked.
“What?” Ryat asked, reaching inside pocket for a cigar and lighter.
“You just hit a baby. That’s child ab*se,” Neon started backing away with her. “You hit her on her thigh too, that’s s*xual ab*se. You’re a Pedo.”
“Get the Füçk out.”
“What? I was kiddin–”
Ryat started chasing him around the room but he ran with Meira until they both fell on the bed. Mei slipped away and rolled under the bed to escape Ryat but Neon wasn’t so lucky. Ryat caught him and they started wrestling on the bed, Neon got the upper hand and pinned Ryat to the bed–he struggled to get away for a while, then he overpowered Neon and got him in a headlock. But he was a cunning fox and soon slipped out to pin Ryat on the bed again. The two played like children until they grew tired and stopped, now laying side-by-side as they stared at the ceiling. Meira then climbed on the bed, the boys pulled her between them against her protests.
“I really should get going, I have a rich client today. He’s paying almost five hundred thousand to have an oil painting of him made,” Neon sat up, hand on Meira’s thigh.
Her and Ryat sat up as well.
“You know who he is?”
He shook his head slowly. “No, come to think of it, I don’t even know if it’s he or she. I was just told the client wears a white bandana around the lower half of their face.”
Meira stopped looking at Neon to look at Ryat, he looked at her then at him. “For real? No cap?”
“Bro, I’m d**dass. I have to be there by three, it’s almost two thirty right now,” Neon sat up and fixed his clothing. He wore a blue and white jersey, a white shirk with the Nike(✔) on his chest and pencil foot denim jeans. He also had on white sneakers and a thin gold chain around his neck. “I’ll be back around six or seven. Y’all take care.”
Meira rolled her eyes. “Bye, and please don’t leave without him,” she pointed at Ryat who began smirking sinisterly. “He’s scary!”
“Roaches ain’t got no d@mn businesss in a Fowl fight,” Neon kissed Miera goodbye. “See you, and you when I get back,” he gave Ryat and bro hug. “Take care of her in my absence and don’t be too rough, Ryat, I mean it. She’s fragile.”
“She likes being manhandled.”
“Dude.”
“What? She said so herself,” he winked at her.
“No I didn’t!”
“Shh,” he a finger on his lip and shushed her. “It doesn’t mater.”
“Yeah, while you two deal with this, I’m going to work, bye,” Neon pinched Meira’s cheek then shoved Ryat’s shoulder off and left them in the room alone. On his way out he met Belinda and Bandit curled under a wool blanket like kittens, they were practically wrapped in each other. Venom wasn’t present as he was still at the hospital, and Korpse still with Katniss ina house uptown.
Neon fixed his hair to lay on his forehead almost over his eyes then hopped into the white Ferrari outside. He pressed a button to get the car started then slid his white glasses up his nose as he began reversing.
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