Marti POV

"Marti!" Trevor called out as I was laying in bed watching tv.

"What?" I yelled back.

"Where is your motorcycle?!" He yelled back.

I jumped up immediately and darted down the steps as he was yelling at me.

"The fuck do you mean "where is my motorcycle" Trevor?" I asked as we walked to the garage.

He held his hand out, "I mean where is it?"

"What the fuck," I said as I looked at the garage in shock. Only my bike was missing from the garage and everyone else's was sitting where they've been.

"What the fuck is right," Trevor said. "I'll check the cameras," he said as I followed him back inside.

We walked into the camera room and he flipped them all on and worked on the computer. I watched the screen back track time quickly.

"Right there," I said and pointed at the screen.

"Wow, so around 3 am today some fuckass came in and took your bike," Trevor said angrily.

"I think I know who that is," I said as I stared at the screen more. "That's some douchebag who called me a fag for riding a bike... that was so long ago though, damn near almost three years ago," I explained, "he was pissy cause his girlfriend said he should ride."

Trevor snorted, "fucking people."

"Well, I know where to find them, he's always at this bar when I ride by," I said as we exited the camera room and Trevor dialed on his phone.

"Hey Oliver, got some fun for us, some shitbrain jacked Marti's bike," Trevor explained.

"Alright, I'll see you," Trevor said as he hung up. A few minutes later Oliver walked in the door.

"Lets go kill some cunts!" He said happily as he pulled his pistol out.

We both laughed, "let's go," I said.

I don't like murder. But I also don't like my shit being stolen from me. So however it ends, it ends.

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We arrived at the local bar, I'm on the back of Trevor's bike and Oliver is in his truck.

I pointed to my motorcycle parking behind a bar just then. "Perfect," Trevor said as we got off the bike and walked up to the guy taking his helmet off.

"Hey fuckass!" I said as I punched him in the side of the head.

"Shit!" The guy yelled as he toppled off the side.

"Damn this guy is really stupid, no DOT approval on his helmet," Oliver chuckled, then he slammed the helmet down on the guys face.

"What do you want from me?!" He shouted with the keys in his hand.

I snatched the keys from him, "my fucking bike back you idiot," I growled. He looked back and forth between all of us standing over him.

"Did you think we wouldn't find you?" Trevor said as he leaned into the bloody man's face. "Cause we're gonna have a whole lotta fun with ya now."

The guy started shaking his head as Trevor lifted him up by his shirt collar. Oliver and Trevor started kicking and punching him until he fell back down, then they picked him up and started again until he was knocked out.

I rolled my eyes and sat back on my bike as Trevor and Oliver tied the guy up and threw him in the back of Oliver's truck. We all drove back to our little neighborhood afterwards. I watched as Oliver picked the guy out of the trunk and walk over to his front door.

"Come over if you guys wanna join," Oliver yelled as he was opening his door.

We decided to join him and we're already hearing this guy scream in terror as we enter the door, "I guess he woke up," Trevor snorted as we watched him being dragged downstairs into a basement.

Marie was on the couch with headphones on and a blunt in hand with an annoyed look on her face. Trevor waved as we walked by her, she waved back as smoke was leaving her lips.

We entered the basement where the screams were becoming louder. I gasped as I saw the guy strapped to a chair and Oliver had started gashing into him with a razor blade.

Oliver walked around the man as his head was hung low and he was heaving. "You should've learned not to fuck with this neighborhood a long time ago, pretty boy."

Oliver slapped him in the face as the man coughed out blood. "Burn his assets and wallet, don't keep the cash Oliver," Trevor said sternly as he walked over and picked up a knife.

Trevor started slicing into the man's face and I groaned in disgust. Oliver picked up a bottle of yellow liquid and started pouring it on the man, he screamed out so loud my ears started ringing.

"I-I'm gonna go upstairs and hang with Marie if that's cool with you guys," I said. My stomach turning at the sight of all the blood.

Even after years of seeing this over and over, I still can't get that cold feeling out of my stomach when I see it. Even if it's someone who's wronged me. I can't lie, he didn't wrong me enough to go through this, but it's not like I can stop them when they get on a roll.

"Go ahead, make yourself at home Marti," Oliver started as I had my foot on the first step up, "Don't let Marie escape."

I gulped, "y-yeah I won't I promise."

He shot me an evil smile as he cut the man's chest slowly. I quickly got upstairs and closed the soundproof door behind me and sat down next to her.

She took off her headphones, "fucking finally I can't stand when he leaves the basement door open," she said as she continued taking hits.

"That's understandable... wait does he do it often?" I asked.

I honestly didn't know much about Oliver. A little shameful I know because we've worked together for years. I know him as the driver for our gang mostly. I know his mind is about the same as Trevor's though.

"Yes and it's annoying as fuck," she said rubbing her forehead.

I nodded in understanding. "I can imagine after a while," I chucked.

"Here," she held the blunt to me and I took a few hits off and passed it back. "Oliver may be batshit crazy but he knows how to grow good weed," she sighed.

"Oh my love, you flatter me so," Oliver said as he was behind her and covered in blood.

She giggled, "you know you're crazy." She held the blunt to him.

"Indeed I am, crazy and proud," he said as he grabbed the blunt and took a few hits. "I do need a shower though if Marie wants to join me."

"C'mon dude you probably torture her with your small chode enough," Trevor said as he entered the room, also covered in blood.

Oliver shot him a death glare, "I'll actually have you know that she hasn't even seen my small chode yet." We all busted out laughing as Oliver walked towards the stairs.

"So you admit it's small?" Trevor asked, causing us all the laugh again.

"Yeah but at least it's an inch bigger than yours and you know that's true," Oliver said as he walked up.

"Idiot," Trevor chuckled, rolling his eyes.

If Oliver is actually an inch bigger than Trevor, who is 8 1/2 inches... Poor Marie. She's in for a hell of a time if she's a virgin.

"Speaking of sex, Marie," Trevor said as he sat down next to me. "Have you had sex?"

"I've had it a few times but it doesn't interest me much," she said.

"Ah fair, I love sex," he said as he started tangling his fingers in my hair, giving me slight goosebumps.

Oh so you don't accuse her of lying about sex but when it was me you dug it out of my soul...

"How many people have you been with?" Trevor asked as he passed the blunt back to Marie.

"Only one, he was," she trailed off as she put her fingers together.

We both started busting out laughing, "good cock is hard to find," I laughed.

"Indeed it is," she chuckled.

"Well look no further!" Oliver said as he was walking back down, hair wet and fresh clothes.

"She's gotta be the judge of that Oliver, but I could speak of our own experiences if you'd like," Trevor said with a sly smile.

"Yeah I sucked your dick and you ate my ass, I don't give a fuck," Oliver said as he sat down next to Marie who was covering her face with her hands.

Trevor chuckled, "your asshole tasted lovely."

"And your dick had a seductive smell," Oliver said with a smile.

"Jesus fucking Christ you guys are gayer than me," I laughed.

Marie started laughing out loud and fell onto Oliver's lap as she was laughing. "You guys are great," she said sighing.

Oliver stroked her hair, "thank you."

"So when are you gonna pop Marie's cherry?" Trevor said suddenly.

"I'm not a virgin," Marie growled and glared at Trevor.

"You sure act like one," Trevor chuckled.

"Oh fuck you," she said rolling her eyes and laughing a bit.

"When, where, and how hard?" Trevor said with a smirk. "Only if Oliver and Marti are okay with me tearing you in two."

Her face went completely red after he said that and she put her hands over her face. "So I imagine not soon right?" Trevor said as I slapped his arm.

Oliver was chuckling and shaking his head. "You fucked up babe, can't say those things to us," Oliver said.

"Whatever, fuck you too," she laughed.

"Alright tag team lets go!" Oliver said as he jumped and a threw her over his shoulder.

"No!" She yelled and Oliver set her back on the couch and got on top of her.

"No?" He asked with a playful smirk.

"Yeah no," she said annoyed.

"I was just kidding dollface, I'd never do you like that unless you were begging me for it," he said as he moved her hair from her face behind her ears.

She sat back up as he got off of her and he pulled her into his lap. Trevor handed the blunt back after we took some hits while watching them interact.

He took it a took a long hit before letting it all out slowly into her face.

"Want some alone time?" Trevor asked.

Oliver looked over with a smirk as me and Trevor stood up. "See you guys later."

"See ya."