Chapter 5: Getting What he Deserves

Peyton walked into the Freeman household in irritancy, as she heard Slickback's crazy girlfriend call after her. She wanted to smack that girl so hard that her weave would fly off her head.

"Huey, Riley, come on, that dumbass pimp said we gotta-"

"Robert, is this your grandson's friend?!" Robert's date exclaimed from the living room couch.

Robert chuckled. "Yes my dear, that's Peyton, Peyton this lovely young woman is Georgette."

Peyton smiled and shook the woman's hand. "Nice too meet you."

"Yeah, it is isn't it!" Georgette laughed, not bothering to shake her hand.

Okay, Peyton was used to Robert's younger dates, but this woman had to be 50 year's his junior. And she was an airhead. Robert had his arm firmly wrapped around her waist, and she could tell she had walked in on something.

"Okay, I'll just go upstairs and get the guys, and we'll get out of here." Peyton said quickly before running up the stairs.

She rolled her eyes when she heard the two brother's arguing. Why they had to share a room was beyond her, but they were just about to rip each other apart.

Peyton rolled her eyes. "Riley Huey, we don't got time for this!"

The door suddenly opened, revealing a shirtless Huey. Peyton gulped at the sight of him. The last time she had seen him without a shirt was at Jasmine's pool party two years ago and he had grown a very muscular physique since then. Most definitely due to his training at the Dome.

"We'd be ready if some one wasn't getting on my damn nerves!" Huey growled in annoyance.

"Shut Up!" Riley yelled from inside the room.

Huey turned back to Peyton, who in his opinion looked a little flushed.

"Peyton, are you alright?"

Peyton nodded furiously. "Yeah, of course. Why you say that?"

Huey put his hand on her forehead. "You feel a little warm."

It killed her how tender he was being. "Uh, i-it's j-just a l-little hot in here. I'll be fine."

Huey took his hand away and shrugged. "Alright."

Peyton sighed in relief when he went back into the room, he'd be the death of her.

Peyton sighed as she, Huey, and Riley rode in the back of Slickback's limo. They had been informed that they were going to a party at his mansion, to get out of Robert's hair. So far, their 'entertainment' had said something smart about Huey and Peyton's just friends relationship, yelled at Riley for putting his feet on the seats, and criticized Peyton on her outfit about how little skin she showed, who in turn called him a perverted pig.

Now they were in an irritated silence and the tension was so thick you could cut it with a knife. Huey sat in between Peyton and Riley, who was texting on his two way. Peyton was currently leaning against Huey's arm, a little tired.

"Yall betta not embarrass me tonight, I got some very important guest coming tonight."

"What ever." Huey mumbled in irritancy.

Slickback chuckled. "Yall can do betta den dat! Yall getting into one of da hottest party in the city because of me!!!"

Peyton rose an eyebrow. "Im sure that when Mr. Freeman hired you, he didn't mean for you to take us to a party. He probably thought you was takin us to da mall or something."

"Girl hush! I can take yall where ever I want!" he said. "Now be grateful you gettin into dis damn party. And remember yall are over 21 years old, aight?"

"If it's your party, why do we gotta pretend we're 21?" she asked.

"Because what would it look like if I had minors at this alcoholic event?"

"An idiot, but I don't see the difference between you." Huey commented, making Peyton giggle.

Slickback cleared his throat. "There IS a difference young one."

Riley looked out of his window. "Ay is dat yo house, wit da bangin music and lights?"

He smirked. "Yep! Now get da hell outta my car, I gotta make a entrance, Candi here will escort you in."

Slickback's girlfriend, Candi, stepped out as the door opened. "Come on, I wanna get to da party, yall is slow!"

Peyton rolled her eyes and followed the short skirted female, whom she was about to slap super hard. Huey and Riley soon followed afterwards.

Huey wore a black button up shirt that was open, revealing a white undershirt, topped off with a dark brown leather jacket. Riley wore a plain white shirt with his name in graffiti writing on the front corner. He also wore a white cap, covering his cornrows. Peyton wore a black jacket to hide some of her Peyton's feet were black high heel boots that went up to her knees. Her shirt went down to below her waist, hiding the short blue jean short's she wore, making it look like a dress. The black blouse clipped together with two golden clips just below her breast, which showed off her flat stomach. It only revealed a little cleavage.

After pushing through a crowd of people, Candi led them into the mansion, where the music was the loudest to be exact. They weren't too surprised to see that everything was purple, like his limo.

"Okay, yall can stop followin me! Girlfriend lack of skin is makin my head hurt!" Candi exclaimed before walking away.

Huey grabbed Peyton around the waist before the angry Latina could go after her.

"Huey let me go!" Peyton yelled before cursing in Spanish.

"Let it go Peyton. You don't wanna stoop down to the level of a prostitute." Huey told her calmly.

Peyton calmed down and sighed. "Fine, but if she say's somethin else-"

"Then you're free to beat her ass or whatever form of pain you wish." Huey said.

Peyton smiled at him and nodded. Riley had ran off somewhere as soon as they got into the party. The two sat at a table set up at Slickback's.

Huey rolled his eyes as he watched riley on the dance floor being surrounded by a swarm of women. "Why am I not surprised."

Peyton giggled. "So thinkin of dancin?"

Huey raised an eyebrow. "Pey, you know I don't dance."

"Oh come on! We don't even gotta dance to a fast song!"

"It's easy to you because you're Latin, dancin come's naturally to you!" Huey retorted.

She pointed at him. "Dats a stereotype. Now come on, please?"

Peyton pouted and put on a puppy dog face. Huey tensed and turned away. He hated it when she did that.

"Please, Huey, I promise you wont make a fool of yourself." She pleaded.

Huey rolled his eyes. "Fine-"

"Great! And here's the slow song!" Peyton said before grabbing his hand, pulling him to his feet. "Just follow me, it'll be easy."

"For you…" he thought.

Peyton led them to the middle of the dance floor, amongst the couples that danced. She put her hands on his shoulders and pulled him closer.

"Just loosen up and move wit me." She whispered to him.

Huey resisted the urge to roll his eyes and put his hands on her slim waist. For a while they danced, in silence, until Peyton laughed slightly.

"What?"

Peyton shook her head. "I just thought about what Jasmine would say now."

Huey rose an eyebrow. "Why would she say anything?"

"She like's to get people together, you know, she's a little match maker." Peyton told him. "Heh, just think of her trying to get us together is a funny thought."

Huey tensed a bit, but chuckled a bit. "Heh, yeah, really funny."

They danced for a few seconds. Peyton rested her head on Huey's shoulder and sighed.

"I told you you'd do alright." Peyton whispered to him.

Huey rolled his eyes. "Just keep dancing."

Peyton rolled her eyes when something caught her eye. Jacob stood on the other side of the dance floor, another girl on his arm. She froze in mid step, fear spread through her. Huey stopped with her and looked down at her.

"Pey?" se didn't say anything, just turned her hair away from the direction she was looking in.

Huey followed her previous gaze, his eyes hitting Jacob. A deadly glare crossed his handsome features.

"Huey, we broke up it's over!" she said quickly.

Huey took a deep breath. "Did he cheat on you? And don't lie, cuz I can easily call Jazmine and-"

"Yes!" Peyton exclaimed. "He did. Come on lets go-"

"Why didn't you tell me?" he asked.

Peyton looked down at her feet. "I –I don't know, maybe because of how you acting now. And because you'd say somethin to him if you found out."

"One," Huey put up a finger. "I'm acting this way because my best friend was bein cheated on by a punk, when I know she's stronger than that. Two," he put of two fingers. " She lied to me about them being happy and having a good relationship. And three," he put up three fingers. "I'm not gonna say anything to him. I'm just going to calmly go over there, and calmly beat em' until he begs for forgiveness."

Peyton sighed. 'Huey!"

But it was too late. It wasn't long before you heard Jacob's howling from pain. Huey had already punched Jacob into a wall several times, drawing blood the forth time. Jacob lunged at Huey with a pocket knife in his hand. Huey moved to the side to dodge, it grazed above his eyebrow, but no real damage. Huey grabbed his wrist and flipped him to the floor. Jacob looked up at the very angry Huey.

"Now what are you gone do?" Huey said.

Jacob chuckled nervously. "A-poligize t-to P-eyton."

"Good, and you better do it soon." Huey said before turning to walk away.

Jacob stood up. "Ima apologize to my other girl to, for wasting my time on her!"

Huey turned around to punch him but found him out cold on the floor and Riley standing over him.

"That's for cheatin on Pey, and rockin some fake A- One's playa!" Riley exclaimed before walking back into the crowd.

Huey shook his head and looked around for Peyton. She probably left after seeing them fight, she was most definitely mad. He sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. He had punched Jacob so hard it hurt his neck a little.

" Huey…"

He whipped around to see Peyton standing behind him. Her face was streaked with tear stains and her eyes were a little red.

"Did yall fight?" she asked him quietly.

Huey nodded. "Yeah, Riley was the one who knocked him out though."

Peyton nodded and whipped her face a bit before smiling. "Thank you."

Huey crack a small smile. "No problem."

Peyton looked up at him and gasped. "Huey your bleeding!"

He raised an eyebrow and felt his eyebrow a bit. It was in fact bleeding, but not too much.

Peyton sighed and slapped him in the arm. "See this is why I didn't tell you. You're a violent person Freeman! I swear to god all that trainin at the Dome is a waste if you cant learn to not get cut up!"

Huey rolled his eyes and chuckled a little. Getting cut a little bit was worth it.