Costly Collateral

"Oh, you were busy?" Matt questioned. "I thought you always had a dick in your mouth."

"No thats you," Cam replied.

"And where's your proof?" Matt asked. "I saw you with my own eyes, sweetheart."

Cam glared at Matt, tempted to put a bullet in his head right then and there. "Leave me alone Shadows," she hissed. She walked away from him and went back to the party.

Matt followed her. "Aw, but what if I don't want to?" he asked.

"I'll have to mace your eyes right out of your skull," she stated. "Or I could just put a bullet in your skull."

Matt raised an eyebrow. "Do headshots solve all your problems?" he asked.

"When they involve you and the shitty people you call friend yes," Cam answered.

"We're not technically really friends, you could say," Matt shrugged. "We're partners. Except Jimmy. He's my best friend."

"I don't care what you consider Gates and Vengeance," Cam snapped. "They'll be dead soon enough anyways. Now leave me alone." She walked away from Matt, grabbing an unopened bottle of beer to drink.

Matt continued to follow her. "Can't we just move on?" he asked. "Forget what happened?"

"You let them rape me," she stated. "I'm never going to forget that. Now fuck off."

"You stabbed me like twenty fucking times. You deserved what you got," Matt hissed.

"Why are you even here Shadows," Cam asked.

"I thought we could hang out," Matt said.

"You must be stupid if you thought we could hang out after everything that happened in the past twenty four hours."

"Well, there was something I wanted to talk to you about," Matt said.

"Well talk but I doubt I'm going to listen to you."

"I want you to join our gang," Matt said.

Cam scoffed. "I'm not joining your gang."