Collision

Tattered pillow cases. White feathers stucked on a lopsided curtain. Cluttered sheets, empty bottles of beer and whiskey lying lazily on the floor. Black combat boots and a bra beside it. Near the edge of the bed revealed two sets of  legs. One on top and one below.

"Oh good lord! Never thought you could hit on your own brother. If so, you should have invited me instead."

Bright sunlight hit her skin directly as he peeled the curtain to the side.

"Hmmmm...what the fuck Quinn can't you see I'm still sleepy?" Ace moaned while peeking with one eye and got back to sleep after. The pillow felt  kinda hard though.

"Yeah definitely right on top of your..rock hard abs brother."

I bet that's no Quinn, it sounded like a bitch mocking me while I'm asleep. Better hide, I hate getting ripped off my sleeping time.

Like some viscious feline, she grabbed her baseball bat with  metal spikes from the head board. Didn’t even bother covering her exposed chest. They maybe just the decent size but she doesn’t feel ashamed about it. Flashing out somebody is the least of her worries in her everyday life. She’s that comfortable in her own skin.

"Another word from you and you'll have dentures early. I doubt you could secure an appointment though---cause that foul mouth of yours is the worst case." She points the baseball bat in the blabbermouth’s direction.

While she's at it, Ed's drooling while sleep talking. Talk about disgusting.

"Easy ladies. I could do both of you a favor."  Quinn is an epitomy of a civilized pervert. Giving off a sly smile he started to pull his shirt up.

"Thanks but no thanks." 

Atleast this bitch agrees with me on that.

"Just so you know,"  she grabs her bra which that girl has been dangling in front of  her for quite a while now.  "Quinn and you?"

"Hailey bitch, not so nice to meet you."

Oh she had the guts to roll her eyes on me. I could gouge them out right here.

"Don't worry the feeling's mutual.” She purposely bumped her shoulder with hers. Making her feel intimidated but to Ace’s dismay the girl wasn’t faze at all. 

Which planet did she come from? She doesn’t know whom she’s dealing with.

“As I was saying we waited for Quinn to comeback and have our little celebration...since he said I passed the test. We got so bored waiting so we played a game, got some drinks and end up getting drunk. Though I don’t have to explain that to you but I did because I’m a saint." She looks at her with contempt this time.

She locks her bra then picks up her shirt like it was just a normal routine she did everyday. Because it was, whether somebody’s around or not. She couldn’t care less about other people’s malice.

"The bra tossing and all the inverted stuffs here were part of a daring game. It's not as if you caught me red handed. So if you'll excuse me, I need to pee."

On her way to the comfort room, she stopped to catch a baseball mid-air that Quinn threw at her. Grinning without facing him. 

Suck that loser! 

"Why don't we continue that game later after you pee. I dare you to do something that will blow my mind. A bucket of ice cold beer with buffalo wings, on me. Well that's if you win."  Quinn sounded arrogantly confident as always. It wouldn’t be him without talking mighty about himself.

She threw him back the baseball, he's such a bad catcher her window broke.

Damn it.

"Make that four buckets and I'll forget about my window."

***

After hitting the rest room she head back. Without any hesitation Ace pulled Hailey closer keeping her off guard, cupping her chin and started kissing her torridly. At first she was in shock trying to break away. She could not allow losing at any cost. Slipping her tongue in and let it do it's magic, making it's way to her mouth. Even sucking it in, making the girl is breathless.

Admitting defeat she was almost enthralled by the way Ace was kissing her. She even started to close her eyes, with Ace biting and sucking her lower lip a soft moan escaped her mouth. With eyes wide open she smirked at Quinn. As Ace broke off from their liplocking kiss, Hailey was breathing heavily and somehow still in a daze. 

Ace is not just my name, I live up to it. In every time, place or occassion.

"If the situation calls for it, I do swing both ways."

She gave her one last peck on the lip. Then showing her a smug look of victory. “You still have a long way to go kid. Stay close and learn from the best.”

"Rampage!" Quinn shouted while tossing a glass of ice cold water towards Ed. That shocked him. He fell from bed and finally woke up without the slightest idea of what happened during his slumber.

“My head hurts!” Ed wails before he took notice at the awkward air. Seeing a minor in the room he pulled on the sheets to cover his body, even though he has his boxers on. Reflexes dorced of habit. Ed doesn’t sit well with girls in a room other than Ace.

Hailey scowls, “he must be the old man’s favorite son?”

Both Ace and Quinn nods. Subtle jealousy in place. If looks could kill, Ed should be bathing in his own blood right now. Sibling rivalry is another type of blood bath. Especially in their world. Blood poses the biggest threat in everything.

“No I’m not,” Ed trying to be humble as he stood up, “they are just messing with you Hailey,” then tucks the end of the sheet on his hips. Walking toward them and extending  a hand shake, such a gentleman. “I’m Hedley just for the heck of it,” then the sheet falls off anyway.

“Fancy meeting you Mr. Boxers,” then Hailey picks up the sheet and hanged it on his neck like a medal. Making him feel more embarrassed than he already was. Then all three of them laughed in agreement. Ed laughed along as well while rubbing his nape awkwardly.