Chapter Eighteen: The Backstage

I watched as another lamp was thrown in Silver-tongue's direction again, My cheeks aching as I laughed my ass off. I placed my hand against the wall, and I cried, snorting, leaning into Lugh's side as another wave of uncontrollable laughter retook me.

*Fucking idiots...hilarious.*

Bilquis looked up and shook her head in exasperation before parting off and walking outside." I'll meet you backstage; it's dreary here." she separated from us without another word as also Nancy left right behind her, tipping his hat to me. I gave a slight nod and looked over after finishing my laughing fit, snorting again. "You're all a bunch of kids." I leaned back against Sweeney, my arms still crossed across my chest.

The man who walked in looked over in my direction and blinked, taking a puff from his cigarette. "Mad Sweeney and..." He squinted at me for a moment before looking back on Wednesday. "That Czernobog is Anunde; she is a discovery waiting to be revealed." He gave me a look, my eyes flickering back to Czernobog. He seemed to stare at me as if it was the most normal thing to do in the world, steadily smoking his cigarette.

"Interesting for Sweeney to be attached to someone, but who cares." He said with a heavy accent. " I'm not joining. You brought this craziness to me before; I want you to leave." He growled out, glaring at Wednesday, blowing smoke into his face.

I watched the entire spectacle in aggregation; I didn't come along to be a part of some petty bull shit.

Lugh pulled me against him, placing his chin on my head, wrapping his arms around me, his entire body tense. " I invited to dinner, cannot uninvite." The older woman in the kitchen gave the man a funny look, turning around to face the stove again.

After a while, everyone separated, and I stayed by the window, watching as Czernobog and shadow had an intense conversation. I could already tell that this was about to go left. I walked over silently and slowly, leaning against the wall right next to Silver tongue, watching him peek at the situation from behind the current newspaper he was reading. I snatched it from him; my eyes narrowed to slits as I glared down at him. He sat up slowly, moving on to the other side of the couch, an expression of discomfort changing his usual giddy features.

"I'm going to enjoy, pounding yer twat again, girly." Lugh growled from across the room, his eyes fed focused on my lower body. I guess the leggings were getting to him.

Fucking Horndog!

Czernobog, however, snorted, turning his attention from Shadow to me. "Never seen a black girl with red hair." He stared at me, confused as he smoked. I could see, however, that he was very much intrigued by me, just like everyone else. "Your no human; there's a scent about you." He leaned in my direction, sniffing the air, his nostrils flaring with his eyes flashing red. I pushed off the wall, my shoulder up to make me seem a tad taller and more significant. My hands were claws at my sides; my legs spread apart just enough to give me that perfect balance.

"Keep yer eyes to yaself, Ya fuckin' blood drinkin' cunt!"Lugh's voice seemed to explode from him, furious and pissed to hell. They seemed to have a staring contest which in turn had Czernobog chuckling. "Confidence. I like it." His eyes went to me and stayed a moment more before he went back to talking to Shadow. I turned my attention to Lugh and placed my finger to my lips, my polite way of saying shut the fuck up.

He threw me the bird like it was the most normal thing to do in the world. I blinked, looking away, shaking my head in silence.

*I want to get the fuck out of here... I would do anything to get a little bit of shut-eye before dinner starts*

I turned to face the wall, growling in irritation.

The time seemed to trickle by slowly, purposefully taking its time getting to the next digit, the next moment, the next phase of the future.

I almost screamed for joy when she finally announced that it was dinner time, all of us crowding into the kitchen at the dining table.

The mean involved beef in many different culinary creations, which I didn't feel too comfortable eating. Luckily she seemed to have a separate vegetable soup, her eyes flickering to me, placing the bowl in front of me.

I ate in silence, staring across the table at Lugh, Shadow on my right side, Silver tongue on my left. I grabbed the butter knife from my mat, gripping the entire thing in my hand as I glared at silver tongue. He was trying to be slick, and I felt like they were being funny when they placed him next to me. He made no move to try and touch me, but he was in my space. There was no room, so we were all squished up.

As soon as I finished my food, no rose from the table and out of the room in an instant, climbing out onto the back fire escape.

I grasped the rail and leaned on it, gasping, trying to get my breathing under control. I literally was about to snap in front of everyone. No one would have stopped me from stabbing the fraudulent asshole in the neck.

"What happened?" Lugh climbed through the window, stretching as he stood next to me. I stared below, seeing how far we were from the ground, frowning. "I wanted to kill him." I snapped my head over in Lugh's direction, just as he blew smoke in my face

He was lounged against the rail, facing the window he climbed through. "Hold off, I don't care if he does somethin' that upsets ya, hold off on it. You said you had a plan, so don't go fucking it up."

He then turned to face me, his eyes peering into mine. I sighed and looked away, frowning as I knew he was right; I don't particularly appreciate how he said it. "You're an asshole." I looked back up at him, hooking my finger onto his belt buckle, pulling him closer to me. " Aye, but only because I care about ya." he reached up, grabbing my chin, his arm snaking around my waist to draw me closer. He then hoisted me up, his for arm under my ass.

He never ceased to amaze me by showing off how strong he was, pulling me down so his lips could grab ahold of mine. I wrapped my legs around his waist, my arms snaking around his neck as he pulled me impossibly closer.

He groaned loudly as I bit his lips, his large hands going under my ass and squeezing tightly. He bumped his hips against mine a couple of times and pulled his head back, his eyes smoldering. "Don't do that, lass. I'll take ya while they watch." He growled as he squeezed my ass again, giving it a firm smack.

I grinned hugely, leaning back a bit as he held me up. "Did I ever tell you how nasty you are?" I chuckled, shuddering as a heated breeze blew. He smiled his famous crazy grin, his hands underneath my rump working to remove his member from the restrictions. He worked to slide his hands up my thighs to grab ahold of the waistband to my leggings, pulling them down so that my lower half was out.

He entered me with haste and proceeded roughly, my jaw falling slack. My eyes closed tightly as I held on for dear life. Even when I couldn't move anymore, he held on to me as he did most of the work, my head pressed into his chest.

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We set out early the next day, heading where ever silver tongue's backstage was located, my body curled up in the back seat from last night's beating.

Lugh took joy in the fact that he knew how to exhaust me, he knew how to talk, and his bite was indeed just as big as his bark.

I shook my head, frowning as I tried to stretch. " we're almost there, love. " Lugh called from the front, flicking a cigarette bud out of the window.

I just closed my eyes, sighing with relief; at least we were getting closer to square one.