Page 52 of Red Obsession

Pressing a hand against my mouth, I do my best not to laugh. Izel being protective of me is turning me on and knowing that she’ll go against her own family, the only family she seems to have, is hot.

“Oh, baby, you really think I do the fucking?” He laughs and a moment later I hear something being thrown and then they both burst out laughing.

“You remember what you just said about not really wanting to know?” Izel asks, but I can still hear the laughter in her voice. “I did not need to know that you like it up your butt.”

Gabriel bursts out in a hyena laugh and that only causes Izel to as well. And I find myself smiling at her laugh, loving the fact she feels comfortable enough to let loose. And I have a feeling this is the first time in a long time or if ever they’ve been able to just laugh and be themselves.

After a long moment of me being a creep and them just laughing and them falling silent, Gabriel lets out a long sigh, before asking, “Are we sure we can trust him?”

“I’m sure,” she says immediately. And I find myself very pleased with that answer. Almost too pleased at it.

“How can, you be sure? I mean we–no, I thought we could trust Kiwi and look how that turned out…” I can feel the pain in his voice. And I oddly don’t like it, knowing that whoever this Kiwi person was caused pain to Gabriel, and that means that he indirectly caused pain to Izel. And I can’t stand for that.

“First off, I don’t ever want to hear that disgusting things name again. I should have told you, and I’m sorry I didn’t. But we all make mistakes, Gabriel, and I trust Zion. I trust him with my life–”

“And you might end up paying for it,” Gabriel mutters under his breath.

“I might, but he’s different.”

“Yeah, his cock apparently.”

“Gabriel Hollow!” Izel whisper-shouts. “Will you listen to me? We can trust Zion. He saved me from that hitman Dan sent after us. He saved me from some guy in the train station, and don’t forget what happened on the bus.”

“He killed them.”

“That poop-head–”

“Izel you just said fuck, I think you can say shit. It’s not going to damn you to hell or anything.”

“You never know, Gabriel, now stop interrupting me.” I can just imagine that red eyebrow raised, scowling at him but trying to hide her smirk. And failing miserably. “He’s killed people, but haven’t we?”

What?

That was news to me. Izel and Gabriel have killed people? I mean it would make sense on why she didn’t even bat an eye. Why neither of them did for that matter, but I can’t imagine tiny little Izel or Gabriel who was even more sassy than his sister murdering someone.

“Yeah…” Gabriel's answer breaks through my thoughts. “I–I’m sorry you h–had to do that I–Izel.” He hiccups. I hear movement until finally someone starts crying.

Peeking around the corner, Gabriel is holding onto Izel for dear life as she rocks them back and forth. She kisses the top of his head, humming low. I want to make myself known, but I feel like they need this, they need to let their emotions out.

Fuck, who am I?

Letting their emotions out. I stand back, unsure on what to do. It’s not until I hear movement and then Izel's quiet voice, “It’ll be okay, Gabby. I promise it’ll be okay. Annnnnd if it’s not, I’ll chop his cock off and shove it down his throat.”

My poor manhood.

Cupping my dick, I smile knowing full well she would do exactly that too. And I can’t help but feel a little turned on. Izel threatening me really shouldn’t turn me on, but fuckkkkk.

“Okay, so when Zion gets down here, I’m going to ask him if he can take me to the store,” Izel states, and with that I don’t waste time. I take a few steps back, acting as though I just got downstairs. Super pathetic I know.

Rounding the corner, Gabriel’s head snaps up to mine while Izel lies on the couch with a throw blanket cuddled up to her chin. She smiles at me, while Gabriel looks skeptical, and his eyes widen as he notices I don’t have my usual mask on. And if I’m going to get Izel to trust me fully, then I’m going to need Gabriel to trust me. And with him I know it’s going to take a little more than taking them to the stores, cooking food, and letting them stay here.

“I need to run to the store. Izel you can stay here and relax. Gabriel, uh, would you like to come with me?”

Gabriel’s eyes snap between us, confused on why I would ask most likely. But I’m determined to make them trust me. So, Gabriel going to the store with me alone hopefully can move us in the right direction.

“I’m not sure.” Gabriel is the first to say something, his eyes refusing to move away from Izel.

“Go on, I’ll be okay.” Izel smiles, curling herself into the couch. She looks moments from falling asleep anyhow. “Seriously go, Gabby, I’ll be okay. Get me some spicy noodles, those sound really good right now.”

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