"You're a fucking bitch." he spat but she heard the smirk in his voice and she couldn’t help but smirk herself. She’d have never tolerated some calling her a bitch so bluntly, but for some fucked reason it sounded good coming from him. "No need to wait till morning, I'm kicking those girls out now. I’ll be in my room if you get tired of drinking alone."He said and she turned back to face him honestly a little surprised at his offer. She said nothing in response though. She slipped up stairs to her room where Tori was passed out.
Coby didn’t start drinking right away, in fact she sat in a chair in the corner of her room for a while staring at nothing and trying desperately to forget the way her stupid step-brother made her feel. She wanted desperately to go back to his room to see if he'd really kicked the girls out and even more so, she honestly kind of wanted to see what would happen. She didn't though, it was sick. It didn't matter that they weren't related by blood, they might as well be, he could have very well been her brother considering the past her father and his mother had.
Eventually she crawled in bed with Victoria causing her to wake up, the two shot up and next thing Coby knew she was coming down from a very potent high, she was naked and exhausted. Her and Tori had fucked and she was honestly glad because it had managed to get her mind off of Tony. However, unlike Victoria she couldn't fall asleep and by the sounds of it the party was dead downstairs. She grabbed one of Devon's shirts from the floor, reminding her that he'd be back very soon.
She pulled her red hair up into a bun and grabbed what was left in the vodka bottle on her nightstand which was surprisingly half a bottle. She slipped out of the room, wearing nothing but a big t-shirt the was just long enough to cover half her butt, but you could just barely see her ass haning out. She took a drink from the bottle as she made her way up the stairs to Anthony's room. She paused just outside his door taking another drink before raising a balled fist to knock.
Only it was damn near silent in the house, which meant the party had ended a long time ago and he was probably asleep and she was stupid for even having the idea of going up there. She dropped her hand and headed back towards the stairs.
Vinny was coming down from his high and he was sobering up from all the liquor. He was exhausted and his plans earlier o rob a liquor store seemed boring now. He watched her as she took a fearless step forward. There was a part of him that wanted so badly to get her out of her clothes, but there was another part of him that wanted to play with her and shatter her into a million pieces, to hard for anyone to put back together. The heat between them made him want to do bad things to her.
She lend in and he remained stoic in his emotionless way as her lips barely grazed his. "You're not worth my time." she breathed and he simply rolled his eyes, she was fucking impossible and that was why he couldn't stand her, because she didn't just roll over like every other girl he fucked with. "Go find some whore to fuck." S spat as she pulled away from him and slipped back into the kitchen.
He thought about going after her, hell he had the perfect cruel comment to piss her off, but he knew that was what she wanted. He knew if he didn't stop they never would and it would more than likely get him or both of them in trouble. Had he still been high, he would have chased her in a heartbeat. He ran his fingers through his hair before taking a long drag off his cigarette.
"Cenzo?" he sighed when he heard her voice. He honestly didn't want to deal with what she had to say at the moment. He turned to face her and she looked stressed and exhausted. "I'm sorry I left last night." she breathed walking over to him. He rolled his eyes, like she was the one at fault, he had a way of making people feel like shit about something even if it wasn't your fault. "Baby." she purred as she walked up to him wrapping her arms around his neck, before kissing his lips. He didn't kiss her back, so she pouted a bit before kissing him again and he finally kissed back. "Why don't we go upstairs and you let me make it up to you." she breathed tone low as she ran her fingers.
The thing about Trixie was she was beautiful and well versed in bed. Vinny didn't have to teach her how to fuck, she knew what she was doing, but he didn't love her. Honestly he couldn't really stand her, but having a high profile girlfriend was important for him, it kept their family looking like nothing more what everyone in the normal world knew them as. Attractive, filthy rich socialites.