Summary: AU. Sian is a wealthy girl who, by mistake, is in the wrong place at the wrong time. Sophie is involved with gang crime. Drugs, thieving, the lot. When she notices Sian out in the open, her gang sees it as a perfect opportunity to attack. But what does Sophie do, being that she's fallen for her in an instant? Siophie, Sophie/Sian. Sophie's POV.
The Gangster and the Mistress
Chapter Fourteen
During the following morning, I multitasked between messaging Sian on Facebook and eating my breakfast. Rosie was chatting endlessly on the phone to some guy named Jason Grimshaw who worked in the DIY store next to the McDonald's where she worked. Apparently, they'd 'hit it off instantly'...according to Rosie. And she wanted to invite him round later.
Brilliant...I'd be getting out to see Sian before I found out what they would get up to later...
I typed on the messenger to Sian, 'can i come back to urs later babe? only rosie is inviting some guy round...yh, i think u get the picture... xxxxxx'
Seconds later, she replied with, 'Course soph xxxxx ill tell my parents ur a mate from my school working w/ me on a project or something xxxxxx cant wait to see u xxxxx been thinking about u ALLL morning xxxxxxx'
'Sameeee xxxxx im so horny xxxxxxx'
'U what? Xxxxx'
'im only kidding xxxx but I wanna kiss u so badly :( can I later?'
"Sorry my parents will be home xxxxx dont want them waking in on us xxxxx'
'U got 2 tell them some day Sian xxxxx'
'I know :( xxxx will u be there when i tell them in like 10 yrs?'
'maybe not THAT long in the future but course I will xxxx I ly ill be w/ u thru everything xxxxx'
'Thank u! Xxxxxxxxxxxxx :D btw be careful of tina. Avoid her cos i told her about...yh I think u remember...cover ur face when u walk in 2 avoid her ok?'
'Ok xxxxx'
"Sophie, you texting Sian?" Rosie sat down on the sofa next to me, looking over at my messages, her mobile phone in her hand, "Hey, I ain't gonna have sex with Jason this soon if that's what you were talking about! I only met him yesterday, alright?! And you think I'm desperate for blokes..."
"You are desperate for blokes, Rosie." I smirked.
"Shut up! I'm glad you're going over to Sian's later! You're doing my fucking head in! And you're not eating your breakfast!"
"Well it's disgusting...you can't cook. I don't know why you bothered with sausages and eggs..." I rolled my eyes.
"Can't you appreciate that I bother to cook for ya?!"
"...Nope...cos' it's better if you stick to the microwave..."
"Ugh! I'm calling Jason back!" She groaned, storming up the stairs.
I shook my head as I laughed at Rosie's antics, pushing my half-full breakfast plate away from me on the table. I decided to type to Sian:
'can i come soon? xxxxx just "finished" my breakfast xxxx'
Seconds later, Sian replied with, 'kk i dont mind xxxx I wanna see u anyway xxxx and why did u put finished in speech marks?'
'Cos i never finished it xxxx'
'Rosie's shit cooking? xxxx'
'Yep xxx'
'Haha lool ur so mean soph xxxxxx'
'Teach me a lesson then ;) xxxx'
'Ur SO dirty! Xxxx cant wait 2 see u later xxxx'
'Later? ill be there in like 40 mins xxxx'
Yay ok! Xxxxx'
I turned off my laptop, putting it on the coffee table next to the plate with most of my food leftover. I had wanted to give something to Sian when I visited her house (and would unfortunately meet her pushy parents) for the first time, so I slyly took a box of 'Quality Street' chocolates from the kitchen, which Rosie had bought for someone. Oh well. Finder's keepers, as they said.
"Rosie, I'm going to Sian's!" I called out.
"But it's early!" She replied.
"No...it's like," I looked at the wall clock, "9:30! I'll be with her all day, OK?! Don't expect me back until 5:00 or 6:00!"
"Whatever! Just don't go off smoking again!"
"OK! And I knicked your chocolates!"
"You what-"
"Bye, Rosie!" I snickered, opening the door and stepping out.
"Oy, those were for Jason-" Before Rosie could chase after me, I had slammed the door shut. Wow, she was desperate for this one. She really fancied this Jason guy. Such a sad human being she was...shameful, really. Quite shameful. Though amusing in a way...
Wait, who cared about Rosie? I was too focused on getting to Sian's, and nothing else.
As I had estimated, fourty minutes had passed from when I got on the bus from Weatherfield, arrived at Alderley Edge and walked to Sian's house while clutching the box of chocolates. I basically knew the route off by heart now, since I'd done it enough times.
I stood outside of Sian's massive house and rang the doorbell. No answer. Seriously?! I rang the doorbell once again. Still, no answer. I was about to go in the third time when the door opened, revealing a pyjama-clad Sian rubbing her eyes.
"Sorry," She apologised, "I was messaging ya in bed. I kinda fell asleep again after that. Also, normally Tina opens the door, but since she's with my parents in some meeting in the office room she didn't hear the doorbell."
"S'OK," I confirmed, walking into the house. Sian shut the door behind me, "I don't mind. And you look fucking adorable in your PJ's."
"No, I look ugly!" She covered her face, blushing.
"Sian, when people say nobody's perfect, they clearly haven't met you yet. You're basically the physical definition of perfection. You're naturally beautiful without any make-up!" I knew this would make her especially happy, since she had that OCPD about it.
She blushed deeper, "You're just saying that cos' of my issue, aren't ya?"
"No, course' not," I smiled, wrapping my arms around her waist, bringing her close to me, "You're fucking gorgeous, Powers. And I'm so blessed to be your girlfriend. In fact, I'm blessed to have met ya. You're incredible." I planted a short, sweet kiss on her lips.
"Thanks..." She giggled, going in for another kiss. We stayed like that for a few moments, enjoying the softness of each other's lips, when Sian pulled away from me, "Sorry, Soph. But we can't snog down here. Not with me parents in the other room. I just...don't want them to know...not yet. I'm not ready to come out. And I don't want them finding out for ages..."
"How about your bedroom, then?" I grinned coyly.
Sian grinned back, "Course'..." She took my hand in mine, leading me down the hallway, "Oh, what's that in your hand?"
"Quality Street chocolates. Thought you'd like em'."
"Well I'm trying to diet but OK...thanks." She took the chocolates from me.
Her house was...big. That's how I'd describe it. Fucking big. No, humongous! There was a hallway around every corner, each having many big doors which lead into many rooms. Was this just the beginning of the house?! It seemed to be.
We walked into the lounge after going through two large, carefully carved doors. The lounge had at least a 55" television hung on the wall, along with four stylish three-seater sofas and a black and white rug. An expensive, glass chandelier hung down off the golden coloured ceiling, matching the many glass decorations.
At the end of the room, we found the grand, spiralling staircase. Throughout the middle, a black and white carpet covered the steps, whether as the ends of it were left wooden and bare.
"Fucking hell..." I gasped in amazement.
"What?" Sian asked.
"Your house is...wow."
"Really?"
"Yeah, it's just massive in here. My dingy house is nothing compared to this..."
"I'm sure it's like... a cute little dolls house. Your house, I mean." Sian smiled.
"You think? You ain't even been there..."
"Well, I'm sure when I do visit I'll like it."
We walked up the stairs after that. After a couple of minutes, we arrived on the second floor. A hallyway was connected to the staircase, however another staircase sstretched up to the third floor. Sian told me her bedroom was on the third floor...much to my annoyance. I was feeling completely out of breath...
Probably related to how much I smoked...
"You alright over there?" Sian teased, "You look knackered."
"I am..." I barely managed to breathe out.
"Don't worry, we're almost there."
We eventually got up the stairs, arriving outside of the door to Sian's bedroom. A massive doors, just like the rest of them. Only a black and pink spotted 'S' was painted on it. Sian must've liked having her initials on things.
She pushed the door open and lead me in. Much like the door was painted pink and black, the room's general theme were those two colours. Curtains, a cabinet and beside table, a lampshade, bed sheets were all following the exact same colour scehme. Her room was big, well-organised and clean. If I hadn't known at that point how she had an OCPD, I would've certainly worked it out then, considering how unnatural it was for a sixteen year old to have a bedroom as tidy as Sian's.
"You like it?" Sian sat down on the double bed, "In case you didn't work it out, I'm a massive pink and black fan, as well as turquoise being my favourite."
"Yeah, I don't think I did," I laughed, sitting down next to her, "So...what now?"
"What do you mean?"
"What do you wanna do? I mean, we did come here for some...privacy."
"Hey!" Sian whacked my shoulder gently, "You really meant it when you said you were horny earlier! But Soph, y'know I don't wanna get caught..."
"Well how about we keep quiet then?" I smirked, kissing Sian's lips.
I knew Sian couldn't contain herself. She was tempted, but she didn't want her parents walking in on her. After thinking long and hard, she kissed me by surprise, crashing her lips up against mine. I put a hand on her neck, which pulled her closer to me. We parted our lips, occasionally stopping for a millisecond to breathe.
We were both horny. So horny.
"Soph," Sian mumbled, "Mmm...I love you..."
We continued our first make-out session a little while longer when we both broke away at the same time, completely breathless.
"Wow..." She whispered.
"I know..."
"SIAN!" A loud, male voice shouted out.
Sian's eyes widened, "Shit, it's me dad!"
"Oh..." I replied.
"SIAN!" He said again.
"I'm gonna say you're from school, OK?! If he asks ya, say you're working on a Shakespeare GCSE thing!"
"Sian?" Her dad asked as he pushed open the door, "Oh, you're in here. With...a mate from school."
"Yeah, we're doing an English project for school," Sian calmly replied as if she were telling the truth, "This is Sophie."
"Nice to meet you, Sophie," He greeted with a pearly white smile, "I'm Vinnie, Sian's dad. Sian, you weren't answering when I called you. Are you going deaf? Right, after you've finished working on the project, I want you to get changed in that nice silk dress your grandmother got you last year. Mark's coming round again with the lawyer to discuss the inheritance, OK?"
Shit! I'd been wrapped up with Sian that I'd completely forgotten about the pact I'd made with Ryan last night! I had to find out about that company and tell Ryan, since I didn't want to know what would happen if I didn't.
Would it be a good idea to ask about it there and then?
No. Probably not.
"OK, dad," Sian forced a smile, "Yeah, I will."
"Good." Vinnie nodded, walking out of the room and closing the door behind him.
"Fuck's sake!" Sian moaned, putting her face in her hands, "I ain't putting on no fucking silk dress for the motherfucking accountant!"
"Babe, calm down," I draped an arm across her shoulders, pulling her close into my side, "You don't have to as long as we're here. You'll never have to do any of that, y'know..." I kissed her lips, "So keep calm and kiss me...that's if ya want..."
Sian giggled, turning back to her bubbly self almost immediately, "I'll always wanna kiss ya," She narrowed her eyes at me, smirking, "You're so fit..."
"Am I?" I leaned closer to her.
"Course'..."
"You mean it?"
"Ya don't have to ask more then once, Soph..." Sian leapt in towards my lips, sealing them in another passionate kiss.
It started out slow and cautious, more on Sian then me. Occasionally, we parted our lips, moving them up against each other rhythmically. But I soon got greedy and desperate for more, as did Sian (even if she didn't want to, she seemingly couldn't give in to her temptation). I slipped my tongue into her mouth, as she did with mine. Our tongues mashed together and played around in each other's mouths, the salvia mixing in. We moaned into our make-out session, making louder 'kissing' noises as we parted our lips more frantically.
One of my hands got tangled in her thick blond hair as we continued to kiss while the other slyly made it's way up her thigh. She squirmed underneath at my touch.
That was when I got too desperate...and started to un-zip her jeans.
But she didn't mind. She wanted this as much as I did. I could see the lust in her now dark blue eyes.
She wanted me. And I wanted her. So fucking much.
Sian whispered, "Soph...don't-"
"Ssh, baby...you want this..."
"No, I-"
I got on top of her, straddling her on top of the bed as we continued to kiss like our lives depended on it. Fuck, I was horny. And so was Sian-
"SIAN?! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?"
Shame we got walked in on the second I got my hand down her jeans, though...
TO BE CONTINUED...