clash [klash]- to come into verbal or physical conflict with somebody. to be incompatible.
There are a billion people on this Earth and every single one of them are different. Not one person had the exact same personality as another. This is what makes us unique and it's also what causes conflict. Some people just want everyone to be alike and then it all clashes.
'The more you sweat in peacetime, the less you bleed during war.'
-Chinese Proverb
She was surprised he didn't push her away. All the other times that she would try to make any kind of move on him, he'd push her away or make up some fake excuse to leave. She knew it wasn't because he didn't find her attractive but he wasn't too happy about her line of work. He didn't want to share her and she didn't want to depend on him to get her out of the mess she put herself in.
The grin on her face didn't fade one bit as she walked down the street to the park that Josie was at. She wasn't sure what she would say to her but Holly had a feeling they might want to get to know one another. If things went like Holly hoped they would, they would be seeing a lot more of one another.
Her green eyes scanned the near empty park. She silently hoped that Josie wouldn't mind her stopping by to say hello. She did a double take on two girls that walked out of the bathroom and she smiled when she saw Josie but it faltered when she saw the girl with her.
Trapper didn't mention Josie already had a friend. She thought as she cut through the park. She slowed her walk as he got closer to the park bench and she smiled a little when Josie turned to see who was so close.
"Um hey." Holly greeted softly, looking between Josie and the blond girl next to her. Josie's expression was confused and Holly swore she saw irritation in them.
"Hi." Josie mumbled and looked over to Kenzie quickly. What in the hell is she doing here? Josie thought and then looked back to the red haired woman.
"Your brother said you'd be here." Holly stated, trying to make conversation.
"Oh, you saw my brother?" Josie asked, not trying to hide the ice in her voice. Now she was almost regretting leaving the house. But was her brother's whore really more important than a little pick me up? No, Josie knew Holly be wouldn't be around too much longer.
Kenzie sat quietly on the bench, fiddling with her fingers, trying to figure out the tension between the two women. Josie just sat there, looking out at the park. Holly was quite surprised by this.
"Who's this?" Kenzie asked, the silence eating way at her. Holly smiled a little and looked over at the girl next to Josie.
"Oh, I'm Holly." she smiled and held her hand out. Kenzie smiled back politely and shook Holly's hand.
"Kenzie." she said and let Holly's hand go. Another round of silence and this time it ate away at Josie.
"So what do you want?" she asked and looked up at Holly, who couldn't hide the surprise in her face. "Did you purposely want to stop by and ruin a nice afternoon or did you think you were being friendly?" she asked. Kenzie covered her mouth to hide the smile. It didn't take long to figure out that Josie did not like this woman.
"I just wanted to stop by and say hey." Holly squeaked out and rubbed her hands together. She couldn't figure out why Josie was being so rude. She seemed so nice the other night and Trapper never said she had an attitude like this.
"Well, you said it." Josie told her and nodded to the closest exit to the park. Holly stared at her dumbfounded.
"Well then, sorry. I guess I'll be going now." Holly whispered and turned around to walk off. Josie smiled as she walked off and Kenzie giggled beside her.
"Who was that?" she asked and stared at the retreating figure. Josie made a gagging sound and stuck her finger in her mouth.
"My brother's dirty whore." she answered and looked to see Holly walk out of the park.
"You don't seem to like her." Kenzie commented. Josie smirked and shook her head.
"No but for some reason my brother does." Josie frowned and looked over at Kenzie. "He's all goo goo eyes over her whenever she's around. It's pissing me off."
"Ah I see." Kenzie nodded and patted Josie's knee. "Well, if you keep that Ice Queen attitude up, she'll back off soon enough." she grinned and Josie laughed. She looked around the park and noticed that there were kids now. She looked down at her watch and sighed.
"Damn."
"What?" Kenzie asked. Josie tapped her watch and frowned.
"It's almost 3:30pm. I should go ahead and get back." she explained and Kenzie stood up with her.
"Alright. Call me tomorrow and we can talk about going out this weekend." she smiled and held her arms out. Josie returned the hug and laughed.
"Yeah, I definitely need a girl's night out." she admitted and let Kenzie go. Josie said one more thank you for the pick me up and walked off towards the exit that Holly had just gone through.
***
Josie smiled as she walked into the apartment door. The drama with Holly was, for now, at the back of her mind and the newly forming friendship with Kenzie was first and fore most. Kenzie was an alright girl. She was out there. A little too excited about everything and always hyped up but she was funny and nice. Josie never really had female friends but she could definitely see her and Kenzie being close.
"Hey, how was you're walk?" Trapper asked when she shut the door. He was sitting on the couch, sliding into his boots when she flopped down in the recliner.
"It would have been perfect if you're friend didn't show up." she frowned and he popped his head up to look at her.
"Who? Holly?" he asked. Josie rolled her eyes and pulled her feet up in the chair with her.
"Do you have other whores I don't know about?" she asked dryly and picked at her nails. Trapper frowned at her and leaned back when he was done tying his shoes.
"Be nice." he warned. "She asked where you were and I told her. All she wanted to do was say hello." he explained to her.
"Well, she did but I didn't need her face." Josie sighed and looked over at the clock. "Am I staying over there tonight or are you picking me up later?" she asked curiously. She doubted drug dealers got off at a certain time so there was no telling how long Trapper would be at work.
"Depends." Trapper shrugged. Josie waited for an answer but got none.
"On?" she asked impatiently. Trapper smirked.
"If you're awake or not. If you're sleeping I'll come home. If not I'll take you with me." he told her. Josie's mind lit up at this. So if she was asleep she would get to stay at Billy's house tonight. She bit her lip. I wonder where I would sleep?
"Oh okay." she nodded casually. Trapper raised a brow at her zoned out face and snapped his fingers when she didn't snap out of it.
"Do you wanna pack something just in case?" he asked when she looked over at him. A small smile played on her lips as she stood up.
"Yeah, that would be good. I'll be right back." she said and ran off to her room. She slammed her door shut and ran over to the suitcase by her bed. She threw it all out on the floor and rummaged through the loads of night clothes and undergarments.
"I really need my dresser." she mumbled and smiled widely when she held up a tiny black pair of boy shorts. She snagged up a white camisole and then a huge, long white t-shirt. She hid the shorts and camisole in the shirt and balled it up. She looked at the black lace bra and panty set but threw them back in the suitcase.
She was planning on staying the night with Billy Darley. And she was going to do it the right way, with the right outfit. He might seem unbreakable but tonight Josie had plans.
"Ready!" she smiled as she bounded out of the room. Trapper nodded his head and grabbed his keys.
"Okay, let's go."
tough love [tuf luv]- a caring but strict attitude toward a friend or loved one with a problem, as distinct from an attitude of indulgence.
Puppy love. True love. Everlasting love. Young love. Old love. Condition love. Unconditional love. There's lots of love. But tough love..it's tricky.
"We must love one another, yes, yes, that's all true enough, but nothing says we have to like each other. It may be the very recognition of all men as our brothers that accounts for the sibling rivalry, and even enmity, we have toward so many of them."
-Peter De Vries
Joe walked out of his room, scratching his head. He took one step into the living and stopped. Hi head tilted and his arms crossed over his chest as he stared at his brother.
"Mother fucker. I can't be doing this shit much longer...drives me fucking wild...son of a bitch games." Billy mumbled. Joe didn't catch all of his rant but big brother didn't seem too happy this morning. Joe jumped a little when one of the many beer bottles lying on the table flew across the room and smash into the wall.
Let's rephrase. Big brother was pissed off this morning.
"What crawled up your ass?" Joe asked cautiously. Billy's head snapped to look at his little brother, who was still wearing a tiny smirk.
"Not now, Joey." Billy warned and started pacing the room. Joe sat on the edge of the couch and watched him.
"What?" he asked.
"Just don't fuck with me." Billy mumbled and stubbed his cigarette out in the ashtray. He paused for a second and sighed as he grabbed another cigarette and lit it. Joe chuckled a little. Billy heard and glared at him. "Don't fuck with me Joey!"
"What did I do?" Joe asked. He was irritated now. Sure Billy yelled at him all the time but usually he had a reason. Joe just woke up, what in the hell did he do?
"You were born. Now go away." Billy grunted and took a long drag off of his cigarette. Joe shook his head and pushed himself off the couch's arm.
"Asshole." he muttered and started to make his way back to the bedroom. But before he could reach the hallway, Billy had grabbed him from behind and spun him around. Joe then found himself against the wall, two inches off the ground and with Billy's hand squeezed tightly around his throat.
"What the fuck did you just say?" Billy growled. Joe's eyes were wide as he tried in vain to get Billy's hand away from him and let the air flow through his lungs. "Huh, Joe?" Billy asked again.
"Nothing." Joe croaked and suddenly he was on the floor at Billy's feet. Joe looked up at his brother shocked, while rubbing his neck.
"That's what I thought." Billy grumbled and walked over to the couch. Joe sat in the same spot, not moving. Whatever had pissed Billy off, really really pissed him off.
"Clean this mess up." Billy spoke a few minutes later. Joe looked over at him and frowned.
"Why?" he asked. Billy sighed in irritation and rubbed his face.
"Because we're having visitor's tonight." he answered. Joe furrowed his brows and slowly stood up. Billy didn't move so Joe took that as a sign that he was now calm.
"We never clean for the guys though. It's not like they don't help fuck it all up." Joe said and started to pick up some of the beer bottles.
"It's not the guys." Billy told him. Joe stopped what he was doing and stared at Billy.
"Who is it?" he asked. He narrowed his eyes when Billy mumbled something. "What?"
"It's Josie!" Billy shouted, throwing his hands in the air and then flopping back into the couch. Joe wanted to laugh or smile, but was too afraid.
"Oh, what is she coming over for?" he asked and walked to the kitchen to throw away the bottles.
"Trapper has to work and he wants her to be here with us." Billy answered. Joe poked his head out of the kitchen and smiled widely.
"Every time he works?" he asked with a little too much enthusiasm.
"No, just tonight." Billy grumbled. Joe's head fell and he walked back into the living room to grab more bottles and trash to throw away.
"Oh damn." he mumbled.
"What?" Billy asked. He saw Joe's face go from happy to disappointed way to quick.
"Well, he works tomorrow night too and I don't." Joe shrugged.
"So?" Billy pressed.
"Well, you work too. So she'd be here with me." Joe grinned and Billy slowly stood up from the couch. Joe's smile faded and he cleared his throat.
"What are you getting at Joe?" Billy asked and moved over to the other side of the coffee table where Joe was standing.
"Why are you so nosey, Billy?" Joe asked weakly.
"Answer the fucking question." Billy growled and smacked Joe's hand sending all the beer bottles crashing to the floor. Joe's eyes widened again and he took a step back. "Come on, Joey. Answer me. Be a man. Answer the question."
"I shouldn't have to." Joe nearly shouted and looked down from Billy's glare. "Look at her, she's fucking hot." he added and Billy smirked.
"You think you can bed her?" he taunted and walked over to the couch again. Joe looked up slowly and saw the smirk on Billy's face. His mood swings were really starting to scare Joe.
"Yeah, she wants me. She's just playing hard to get." Joe nodded and slowly began to clean up again.
"I doubt it." Billy said shaking his head. The thought of Joe and Josie together was almost laughable. Josie was too much for Joe to handle. He didn't know it from experience of course but he could tell.
"Whatever." Joe grumbled. "I don't seem why you're getting all worked up about it. You never care who I want to fuck."
"Shut up Joe." Billy growled again. Joe sighed and kept cleaning the room while Billy watched him. "Besides Trapper would kill you." Joe looked over at Billy and laughed.
"No, he'd kill you. You are far more of a bad boyfriend that I will ever be." Joe told him and Billy glared.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Billy demanded and stood up again.
"It means just that. You're a bad boyfriend. You don't do relationships. You do sex, that's it." Joe explained. "I, on the other hand, can do a relationship. I wouldn't put her through all the shit you would."
"I don't need a relationship. I'm too fucking busy for that." Billy mumbled and picked up a beer bottle.
"Exactly. Therefore, Trapper would rather me go out with Josie than you. All he'd hear form you was how you bang her 24/7." Joe chuckled. Billy tensed when he said that. Just the image of him and Josie in an intimate position, to put it nicely, was enough to break him. Like Joe sad earlier, the girl was fucking hot. Billy could already imagine her lying underneath him, him holding her hips in place as he made her scream his name.
"Earth to Billy!" Joe yelled and Billy looked over at him. Joe pointed to the door and smiled. "They're here."
This was going to be a long night.
ten·sion [ténshən]- mental worry or emotional strain that makes natural relaxed behavior impossible
Ever heard of tension being so thick a blind man could beat it with a stick? Or how about how it's so thick you could cut it with a knife? Like love, there are all kinds of tensions...sexual probably being the most fun.
"Is it just me, or is there a lot of sexual tension in here?"
-David Swain
Tension was thick in the air when Josie and Trapper walked into Billy's living room. Joe was grinning like a mad fool, staring Josie up and down. He wondered how she could make even the simplest things look amazingly sexy. His eyes quickly danced over her legs but beyond that something caught his eye.
Billy. Specifically Billy's glare. Joe's gaze instantly went to the floor.
She didn't notice this though. Her eyes were fixated on Billy, clad in a simple pair of blue jeans and a wife beater. She now got a better view of the tribal tattoos that snaked their way up his muscular arms and across his broad shoulders. She could just imagine a shirtless Billy hovering over her, pounding her mercilessly, makin-
"Josie!" Trapper yelled and snapped Josie out of her very R rated thoughts.
"Uh yeah?" she mumbled. All three men were now eyeing her carefully. It seemed only Billy knew what she was zoned out on. Him.
"I'm leaving. I'll call you later tonight, okay?" Trapper smiled and kissed her head. She smiled instantly and hugged his chest.
"Be safe." she whispered and leaned her to kiss his cheek. He nodded his head to Billy and Joe and left.
And, as if was even remotely possible, the tension go thicker. Josie stood in the middle of the living room with a slightly fidgety Billy and a torn Joe. Torn because he wanted so badly to look at Josie but was afraid of Billy.
"So." she sighed and tapped her foot. Joe looked over at Billy and then back at Josie.
"We're going to the bar tonight." he announced and Josie looked to Billy, who nodded. "We don't want to be cooped up here all night and we didn't think you would either." he added.
"Well, I'm going to shower." Joe mumbled and walked away. Billy's eyes widened for a split second and then relaxed. Why did he feel...afraid to be alone with her?
"So the bar?" Josie commented and took a seat on the couch. She looked directly at Billy and he nodded. "Why?" she asked. He glared at her and shrugged.
This was irritating Josie.
"No talking tonight?" she smiled a little and again he shrugged. "Is that fear I smell?" she questioned and tapped her finger on her chin. Billy glared again. "Fear of lil' ol' me?" she suggested and weighed other options. "Oh fear of being alone with me?" Billy tensed.
Josie loved this now.
"Ahh there we go." she smirked and walked over to the chair Billy was in. He braced himself for what she was going to do and then mentally kicked himself. He never acted like this with a woman.
Girl! He yelled.
Thiswas not a woman, this was a girl. He best friends ridiculously hormonal little sister. He couldn't touch her. He wanted to, God he wanted to. But he couldn't. And boy she made it tough to do.
So was Billy Darley really scared of her?
Hell yeah. She was making his life hell. Teasing him and making it hard as hell to do what he thought was right.
His thoughts were quickly interrupted when he felt something on his chest. He focused and tensed when he realized that Josie was leaning over the back of his chair. Her hair falling over his shoulder and her lips very, very close to his ear.
"You're scared to be alone with me." she whispered in his ear. He pursed his lips and tried to stop the shuddering of his body. "That's why you wanna take me to the bar. So we won't be alone or almost alone."
She was right. He planned to take her to bar in hopes that she wouldn't try anything on him.
"You think that will stop my advances?" she asked and gently brushed her lips against his ear. He bit back a groan and closed his eyes, trying desperately to forget the feeling of her hot breath and soft lips on his skin.
"Well, it won't." she finished and pulled away from him. He almost pouted and his eyes drifted to her as she took a seat on the couch again. She smiled in return to his glare. He stood up quickly and walked to the bathroom.
"Hurry the fuck up!" he yelled through the door to Joe. He didn't bother going back into the living room. Instead, he stormed to his room and slammed the door, rubbing his ear as he did.
So his plan might not work tonight but would she be stupid enough to go too far in public? Would she really go far enough and let people see that she wanted him? Would she risk Trapper finding out about her other side?
This was definitely going to be an interesting night.
I've been thinking 'bout this for some time
I gotta freaky temptation burning deep inside
Ya see the scripts already wrote
The bedroom is the set
I hope you know your lines
'Cause one take is all we get
-Lights,Camera, Action by The Pussycat Dolls
