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 Twenty-Nine


On the following Saturday morning, Sian and I frequently exchanged the same sly, knowing glance as we walked around the house, in which Rosie couldn't quite work out what it meant. If she didn't have such a thick skull, then maybe she'd realize that we'd had sex for the first time the day before.

Even then I couldn't get my head around it. We'd been together for at least six weeks (at least, that's how long I'd thought we'd been together. I never paid much attention to these things), and already we'd been completely at it like rabbits. I was happy that Sian had overcame her fear. I don't know how she'd been acting now if she'd forced us to stop, where her virginity wouldn't of been taken away.

"Hey, baby," I pecked Sian's lips as I sat down beside her on the sofa, "What you watching on the telly?"

"Repeat of an old Great British Bake Off," She replied, "I like it. I've always loved baking. When I was younger, I used to help me mum bake in the kitchen for me dad when he got home after a hard day at work. Normally, we baked cookies, but occasionally we made a cake. I still remember the recipes at the top of my head, as well as the exact amount of ingredients needed. God, it's so sad..."

"Nah. It's cute, Sian," I reassured her, draping an arm across her shoulders, "Must of been fun helping your mum."

"Yeah, it was..." She sighed sadly, "Shame things changed, though. Now she can't stand the sight of me, and has probably disowned me by now. After all, her and me dad cancelled the contract with my old school. If anything else doesn't say anything, then that does."

"Babe..." I frowned, "Don't worry. They'll get their heads round it in the end."

"You think? Cos' I don't know, Soph..."

"I swear on it, Sian."

"S'pose..."

"You two will not believe what my boyfriend has done!" Rosie came rushing into the room, moving her hands around in an exaggerated way.

"Ugh...what, Rosie?" I rolled my eyes. It was all about her, wasn't it? Herself, and her needs. She was likely going to tell us how she'd had a 'drastic breakup with Jason' or something of the sort.

"He was all like 'oh, babe, you're so shit at the DIY business' and said if I don't do a better job he'd fire me!" She whined, "And I just quit my job at McDonald's! I'm gonna be jobless if he fires me! So, I'd tried seduced him into keeping the job, but he went 'don't try that shit with me, Rosie'. Ugh! He's such a prick!"

"So...I guess we're not going back to his house, then?"

"Oh, no. We're still together, and the lunch thing is on still," She smiled, "But we ain't on proper speaking terms at the moment. I'm pissed with him, he's pissed with me. But we're still going back to his house. After all, his mum wants to meet me."

"So you're not breaking up with him?"

"No. Why, did ya think that?"

"Sorta..."

"Well I ain't."

"So...this is a big problem because?"

"Because it is!" Trust Rosie to make things sound worse then they actually are, "Ugh, you know what, Sophie?! You don't care, I get that, but have ya gotta be so rude about it?!"

"What's for breakfast?" I asked, ignoring her question.

"A big bowl of 'shut the fuck up'." Rosie said with sarcasm. Sian laughed at this.

"Nice. What's it made of?" I smirked, chuckling.

"Shut it, Sophie! You're getting on my nerves!"

"That's why siblings exist."

"Ugh!" Rosie groaned in irritation, storming into the kitchen. Likely to calm down after our little 'fued'.

"Soph, apologize to her." Sian put a hand on my shoulder.

"I have nothing to apologize for!" I purposely shouted out so Rosie was able to hear.

"Brilliant..." Rosie grumbled in the kitchen, walking around it as she prepared something, "Stuck with you for two weeks...fucking fantastic. Oh," She spun around, facing Sian, "I forgot how ya take your tea, Sian?"

"White, two sugars." She replied.

"Cheers." Rosie started working on the brew, not even bothering to ask me if I wanted any hot drinks.

"I think she's pissed off with ya, hon..." Sian whispered to me.

"So?" I shrugged, "I ain't bothered. She'll get over it."

"You sure?"

"Yeah, course'. It's the big arguments that cause the most issues between us. We've had our fair share of em'. I remember the worst one was two years ago. God, it was fucked up...I even threw a plate at her and said 'you're a slapper and a fat cunt who'll never get anywhere in life'. Now that I think about it, that was quite horrible."

"Um...yeah it was."

"But hey, Sophie Webster's like that, ain't she." I wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her into an embrace on my side.

"Yeah...she is." Sian looked up at me, specifically my lips, "I want you later, baby...when Rosie goes out..." She whispered, narrowing her eyes and smirking at me.

Had I turned Sian into some sex-crazed fiend? I wasn't complaining. I loved sex with her. Our first time was a whirlwind of excitement. But...was she ready to get at it two days in a row? She'd gone from being petrified to do it to desperate for more. Wow...sometimes Sian confused me.

"You do...?" I whispered back, moving closer to her lips.

"Yeah..." She closed the gap between us, placing her lips delicately on mine.

"Lezzbo act in the house!" Rosie shouted out, "Lezzbo act in the house!"

We broke away from the kiss, looking at Rosie, who seemed rather pleased with herself. I retorted, "Well, if we're together, which we are, isn't it natural to have a snog once in a while?"

"Oh, please," She scoffed, "I know you two don't just snog. You two were at it like rabbits all afternoon yesterday."

"You what?! How did you-"

"Came home early. Heard you two moaning and groaning. Then there was like a muffled conversation, and Sian screamed about being 'scared', then there was more talking and you got it on. Soph, you were all like 'oh, cum for me baby' and Sian, you went 'oh fuck Sophie, fuck'!"

I looked over at Sian with wide eyes, who had blushed a deep red in embarrassment. She buried her head in her hands, refusing to look at either me or Rosie.

Fuck...

"Rosie!" I felt a blush spread across my own face, "You didn't have to tell us any of that! Oh...why did you have to hear us?!"

"I dunno. Not my fault I heard you two at the wrong time. Anyway, it's not like I'm a parent or anything. I ain't gonna kick you two out cos' I heard you at it. Oh, Soph, if it were mum, she'd go proper insane!"

"Tell me about it!" I laughed, "Remember when she caught you and your ex Craig during your freaky Goth phase?"

"Fuck, don't remind me!"

"She described it as doing the 'hanky panky'!"

"Aha! You laughed at me so much!"

"Yeah, I know!"

After chuckling to ourselves over what mum would have said, I felt my eyes begin to water. Sometimes, whenever I spoke about my mum, I couldn't handle myself and would break down crying. It had been too long since she'd died...this November it would be five years. Five long, eventful years full of lies, pain, tears, deceit, betrayal and problems.

"Soph...don't cry," Rosie's own voice cracked. She was on the urge of crying, too, "Babe, we gotta move on in life. Mum wouldn't want us constantly thinking about her, worrying over her needs and constantly mourning over her. We gotta look to the future...like she said."

"...I know..." I sighed. Sian wiped the tears from my eyes and kissed my cheek For comfort, "By the way, sis, you still angry with me?"

"Never," She laughed, "I weren't before. Now you lezzos, what's for breakfast?"

"Thought I'd asked you that before..."

"Well, you ignored my question, didn't ya? Now, what do you two fancy?"

"A big bowl of 'shut the fuck up', perhaps?" I mocked.

"Oy!" Rosie whacked my arm, "Shut up!"

"Um...could I have some toast with jam please, Rosie?" Sian asked politely.

"Course'. And what does Miss Webster want?"

"The same, I s'pose. Toast with jam." I shrugged.

"Can't you do it yourself, Sophie?! You're so lazy! OMG, you're seventeen this year and you can't make toast?! Tch! Pathetic!"

"You didn't say that to Sian!"

"Because Sian said 'please'! My God, she needs to teach you some of her manners!" Rosie spun around, walking back into the kitchen to prepare the food. Hopefully it'd be edible, since Rosie was appalling at even making toast. Oh, how talented my sister was.

"Whatever, Rosie..." I rolled my eyes. Looking at Sian, I asked, "What ya wanna do today, babe?"

"Hmmm..." Sian was deep in thought. She tapped a finger against her chin, "I fancy a good ol' shopping trip. We gotta get Easter eggs, remember."

"Seriously?" I groaned, "Can't we do something else...like laser tag?!" Shopping, depending on what it was, wasn't exactly my thing.

"No, Sophie," She frowned, "I am not running around in some smelly outfit which has probably been worn by one-hundred other guys, clutching a fucking heavy gun and firing poxy laser beams at random people."

"Well do we have to shop, then?"

"We don't have to. I thought it'd be nice."

"Umm...alright. If ya wanna."

"Eeek!" Rosie exclaimed, "You two are going shopping?! Right, I'm coming! We have to go in Ralph Lauren, and then it's absolutely vital to the human race that we go into Hollister! Oh, and then we have to go into the Jimmy Choo store! I need this gorgeous handbag that they're selling!"

"Oh, you are, are ya?" I cocked an eyebrow, "Thought it was just me and Sian." Purposely, I emphasized mine and Sian's names so that Rosie would get the hint that I didn't want her there.

"Yes!" She nodded her head vigorously, "I'm going! If it's shopping, then I'm going!"

Brilliant...I'd wanted it to be me and Sian...I know it was slightly selfish of me to want Sian all to myself, since I could have her at any time I wanted as she lived with me, but I honestly didn't want Rosie spoiling our time together.

How fun this was going to be...


As I'd expected, Rosie had completely spoilt the entire day.

For starters, her and Sian basically went in every single fucking clothes store in the whole motherfucking shopping centre. Primark, Next, Peacocks, H&M. You name it, I guarantee you they went in and bought some pointless shit. I was dying of boredom, and if I'd spent another minute in the fucking Burberry store I'd have probably gone absolutely bonkers.

Second of all, they'd palmed all the shit that they bought off on me. In one arm each, I was carrying at least ten to fifteen bags at once. What the fuck had they even bought?! And how much money had all of this costed?! They'd probably spent like £500 in the fucking Gucci store alone! I was walking around like a complete retard, carrying literally everything they bought. God gave them hands for a reason! To carry things!

Not to mention how much time Rosie had spent with Sian, where it seemed as though she never even allowed me into the picture. They often walked off and talked, linking arms as they went. I knew Rosie wasn't gay, but boy, did it make me feel jealous when she did that with my girlfriend, who I was supposed to link arms with! It was like I wasn't even there! At least, that's how I'd felt, anyway.

Who did Rosie think she was?! I wanted to spend time with Sian, and only Sian! Right, I get that I'm sounding all possessive and greedy, but Sian is my girlfriend! Not Rosie's! Mine. M. I. N. E. Mine!

To finish off the wonderful day, Sian had wanted to go in the TGI Friday's, so naturally me and Rosie agreed with her. I'd always thought they were trying to eat healthy, considering that some of the stuff on that menu was complete and utter junk. But since they'd became best mates, they'd likely agree on anything and everything, and would make 'exceptions' for themselves.

"I am shattered!" Rosie exclaimed, stumbling into the house, "God, I don't think I've been on a shopping trip that big since I was like sixteen!"

"I know!" Sian nodded her head, following on behind Rosie, "I don't think I've done that much shopping in my life! It was dead fun, Rosie!"

"Yeah, I loved spending time with ya."

"Same. I had the most amazing time!"

I stepped into the house, carrying all of the twenty-something bags in my two hands. Chucking them all down on the floor beside the foot of the stairs, I wiped a light layer of sweat off my forehead and allowed myself to catch my breath.

"Sophie!" Rosie whined, "Why are ya throwing all the stuff like that?! That all costed a truck load of me money!"

"Well, maybe cos' I've been lumbered the entire day to carry all of that shit around, my muscles can't take it anymore, so I can't do anything else but throw them about!" I retorted, quickly loosing my temper as I slammed the front door shut, "Fucking hell! You've got arms and hands for a reason, Rosie! And you accused me of being lazy this morning! Yeah please, cos' you can really talk!" All of my emotions had been bottled up inside of me the entire day. I was simply...letting them loose, allowing them to break free from captivity.

"Babe, what you on about?" Sian frowned.

"And you can talk," I darted my gaze over to the blond, narrowing my eyes in temper, "Walking off with Rosie when it was supposed to be our day! You didn't even talk to me for most of it! It was all 'Rosie this' and 'Rosie that'! If Rosie was a lesbian, I'd be convinced that you two have some sort of secret affair or summat!"

"Seriously, you're talking bloody rubbish, Sophie!" Rosie spat, "I'd never do that to ya, or Sian!"

"Well it seems like you've already done it!"

"Sophie, stop fucking talking nonsense!" Sian narrowed her eyes at me, speaking with anger and annoyance, "Maybe I wanted to spend time with Rosie to get to know her better!"

"'Get to know her better?' You've been living under the same roof as her for almost two months! Surely you should know what a sour-faced, shallow, slapper of a whore she really is!"

"HEY!" Rosie shouted.

"Well it's true!"

"Ugh, you're pathetic, Sophie!" Sian gritted her teeth together, trying with all her might not to lash out or scream at me, "You're so fucking paranoid about everything and everyone! Can't ya leave me to have some space sometimes?! I have a life as well as goin' out with you, y'know! And don't I deserve to get to know your sister a bit better and spend some time with her?! I thought you'd be happy that I'm making an effort!"

"Yeah, well you thought wrong, didn't ya?!"

"Why are you being like this?!" She demanded, "Are you jealous?!"

"If it answers your question, then yeah! I am!"

"Why the fuck are you jealous?! Of what?! Of me and Rosie?! You're so pathetic, you know that?!"

"Yes, I'm pathetic! We've established that, Sian!"

"Well you are! I decide to start talking to someone else, preferably your sister, and then you go full out ape on us both! What's your deal?! Sometimes I do want to get away, y'know!"

"You what?!"

"Yeah, you get on my nerves! Happy now?! You're always so possessive, like I ain't allowed to be with anyone else apart from you! We fucking live together! You see me every day! Why do you have to feel like you've gotta spend every minute of your existence with me?! It's pissing me off, Sophie! Really pissing me off!"

"Well you're pissing me off by not even bothering to acknowledge the fact that I was with you earlier!"

"I DID ACKNOWLEDGE YOU!"

"OH YEAH?! WHEN, SIAN?!"

"LOADS! YOU'RE BEING FUCKING POSSESSIVE, SOPHIE! WHY CAN'T YOU ALLOW ME TO TALK TO PEOPLE APART FROM YOU ONCE IN A BLUE MOON?! AND I WOULDN'T MIND! IT WEREN'T LIKE I WAS GOING OFF WITH A LAD! I WAS TALKING TO YOUR SISTER! SHE AIN'T EXACTLY A STRANGER, IS SHE?! YOU'RE SO PARANOID IT'S RIDICULOUS!"

"I AIN'T BEING POSSESSIVE! YOU'RE THE ONE WHO KEPT FORCING ME TO HOLD ALL YOUR SHIT YOU BOUGHT FOR THE WHOLE DAY! YOU NEVER EVEN SPOKE TO ME MUCH!"

"YES I DID!"

"OH, KEEP DREAMING, SIAN! SEEMS LIKE YOU CAN'T EVEN WAIT TO GET AWAY FROM ME! LIKE YOU PREFER ROSIE OF ALL PEOPLE OVER YOUR OWN GIRLFRIEND! WHAT'S WITH YOU?! IT'S LIKE YOU'RE FEELING ALL AWKWARD COS' WE HAD SEX LAST NIGHT! IS THAT WHAT IT IS, SIAN?!"

"NO! YOU'RE OFF YOUR HEAD, SOPHIE!"

"SAYS THE GIRL WHO'S A FUCKING MENTAL, MOOD-SWINGING PERFECTIONIST!"

Sian fell silent. She let out a small gasp, her eyes widening in shock at what I'd said...and how much it had offended her.

"Sophie!" Rosie exclaimed, "That was uncalled for!"

Shit...had I taken it too far?

"S-Sian..." I mumbled, "I-"

"Save the sympathy," Sian interrupted, her head hanging low. Tears streamed down her cheeks, "I...can't believe you just said that to me..."

"Baby, I'm so-"

"NO, SOPHIE! SHUT UP! JUST SHUT UP!" She screamed out, beginning to cry frantically.

"Sophie, I think you should go." Rosie pulled Sian into her for a hug. What I was normally supposed to be doing when anyone else upset her. Sian whimpered, choking out loud sobs as she cried into Rosie's back.

Go?! This was my house! I couldn't just leave!

Or...could I?

"...fine," I mumbled, snatching up my phone and my hoodie. I quickly zipped the jacket up and put the phone into it's pocket, "I'll...be back later." Opening the door, I stepped out into the cool air.

The last thing I'd heard was the muffled cries coming from Sian, and the soft, quiet, comforting words from Rosie, before I'd closed the door.

Once I'd got outside, I allowed the tears to flow down my own face.


TO BE CONTINUED...