A Third Hand

Linda's P.O.V:
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Walking into Peters club The Underground Fountain, I stopped suddenly seeing Wesley. His black hair was shinning and his blue eyes bright.

He was dancing with Stella, her red hair in perfect curls, cascading down as her hips moved side to side pressed to his. His hands were on her hips and I saw the tips of his fingers slid slightly into her shorts.

My breath caught in my throat as my heart twisted painfully. Stella was suppose to be my friend but there she was dancing with the man who had took my heart and threw it away.

Delia came up smoothly her long legs exposed in a mini spandex red dress that went well with her waist long brown hair. Two drinks were in my Best Friends hands and I took one gladly.

"Looks like you saw Wes and Stells hmm." Delia said with a sort of hum that I found soothing even though I was freaking out about Wes and Stella.

Delia was a Model and her wonderfully scuplted cheek bones and lips made everything she said more relaxing.

"Yea... I saw. Wheres Peter and Drew? I think some drinks with friends will maybe help take my mind off it. And I have something important to tell you all later kay."

Delia nodded and smiled over my shoulder.

"Found Drew, looks like someone is totaly liking your new skirt Lin."

Winking Delia totaly left me alone walking with confidence to the bar drawing almost every guys attention... including Wes I thought bitterly after seeing him lick his lips slightly watching her with his hand still half way under a now grinding Stella's shirt. Ugh, I thought, Why did I ever date that jerk?

"Hey Lin." A male voice called out over the music. Turning around so I could see who was talking to me my heart gave a lurch, and not a painful one like how it did when ever I saw Wes.

Andrew smiled at me and I was happy to see his eyes go down and up in a quick once over that made his eyes widen with his smile. Always a good thing I thought.

Tonight I was wearing a tight black skirt that went mid thigh with a slit all the way to my mid mid thigh. Matched was a purple crop top that had frills along the edge of a deep neck line.

It showed off a purple crystal resting a little beneath my collar bone. I had a black mini jacket to go over the top so even though a sliver of my stomach was showing my back wasn't.

My Black Brown hair with Burgandy hghlights set off the look as did the high heels that did wonders to my legs. Over all I looked pretty fab and Andrew totaly noticed.

"Hi Drew." I responded smiling at him in my trade mark flirty grin. I was kind of hoping Wesley would see and maybe do something. Well I kind of got my wosh when Stella came over dragging Wes by the Arm.

"Omg Lin! Drew! When did you two become a thing? Sooo sweet." Laughing Stella walked off hands on her hips her booty shorts leaving nothing for the imagination.

Wesley looked at me for a second longer then was needed for a nod and took a step towards me.

"Lin can we talk-" Andrew cut him off by stepping closer to me and wraping his arm around my waost turning me to the dance floor. "Later Wes go catch Stells kay."

Wes glanced at Andrews arm around me and frowned looking at me again. "Lin I want to talk... Later okay."

My heart pounder excitedly. Was he finally going to admit that he was so wrong to leave me? Was he going to say that the thought of me being wih Andrew made hin realize that he wanted to be the only man who could touch me like Andrew was right now.

That thought sent my mind back to his arm around my waost as I was led to the middle of the dance floor. Turning me in his arms Andrew grinned and started moving slowly side to side in that silly way guys dance. I sighed rolling my eyes affectionetly and wraped my arms around his neck moving my hips with his;
Left

Right

Side to Side

Left

Right…

"Lin, you look really good tonight." Andrew said in my ear so I could actualy hear him. A body pressed against my back but I didn't mind. In he middle you had to be use to no space.

"Thanks Drew." I continued to move my hips with his stepping closer so our hips were lightly touching trying to get away from this body against my back.

Side to Side

Left

Right…

"Lin I've been wanting to tell you for some time now-"

The Body grabbed my shoulder and yanked me into the crowd wher the gap closed up seperating Andrew and I.

Turning in a panic I swatted at the person wanting to push them back away from me when my hand was caught in the persons own hand.

"Lin. I want to talk, now." I looked up into Wes's eyes and shivered at being so near him.

Thinking back, that Body had been pressed against me for a long time. He had let me dance slightly in his arms before grabbing me.

"You couldn't wait till Drew and me were done dancing?" Wes frowned and wrapped an arm around my waist pulling me in to him.

His eyes serched mine and a breath came out of his mouth... almost like a sigh of longing. But before I could think about this the smell of vodka hit me hard. Wes had been drinking.

Of course he had, no wonder he was all touchy. This saddened me a little knowing he hadn't really wanted me back. Sighing I began pushing on him murmering how how he was wasted when I was again grabbed from behind. Andrew picked me up placing my behind him before turning to Wesley glaring daggers.

"Dude you're drunk, don't go stealing ex girl friends and messing woth their heads." Wes pushed Andrew and looked straight at me.

"I ain't stealing her Man, she's not yours!" Andrew grabbed his shirt front and whispered something in a low tone. The color drained out of Wesley's face and he turned to look at me his mouth hardening.

Andrew smiled and patted Wes on the back. "Come on dude lets find the others and have some drinks. I know Stella will be missin ya about now and I havn't seen Peter all night. Where's your brother anyways?"

"Hell if I should know, probably tending to his baby. You know how he gets about this place."

Peter was Wesley's older brother and owner of The Underground Fountain, number one club in the Vegas scene. Where anybody who was anybody would be spending their nights.

Linda and her friends were all somebody in one way or another.

Delia was a Model, Andrew was the Son of famous Actor Tyler Dread, who had made his name in Horror movies.

Wesley was filthy rich from their dead parents and brother to Peter who owned the most popular Club probably in the U.S.

Stella was just crazy hot and Rich from a Daddy who knew how to invest and a mother who never lost a case as a lawyer. She was aslo now gf to handsome playboy Wesley Griffen.

Linda's dad owned a chain of casinos and was the only name that mattered in the gambling business.... he was also the reason she needed to talk to all her friends.

"Yea I need to talk to everyone, it's really important…"

Andrew nodded and took her hand guiding her back through the crowd with Wes following behind glaring at any guy who looked at me funny.

We found Delia on Peters lap his tongue down her throat and her perfectly manicured fingers in his hair. Stella was on the end of the table with her back to the making out couple twirling a perfect curl on her finger talking to three guys.

When her green eyes caught Wes's she smiled and hoped off the table, her body breifly pressed against the guys before she scooted around and latched onto Wesley's side.

"There you are Baby, this is Jason Derek and Ethan. Theyyyy were telling me about a cool after party tonight that we should totaly go to. It's where all the models and actors are thats why we didn't see anybody worth seeing here. Gosh Pete you have got to get a better in list I mean honestly." She rolled her eyes at Peter who was just now coming up for aor with Delia on his lap.

"I have an amazing A-list okay, but tonight is all VIP Braclet night and these nobodys I guess have been saving up for the bracelet. You know how it is gotta let them in sometimes or I'd have a riot on my hand."

Andrew smiled and I tried too but seeing Stella and Wesley just hurt too much.

"Guys, I have to tell you all something very important. Okay?" They all nodded and we headed into Peters private room reserved for just us and dates.

Wes sat down legs out and put his hands behind his head watching me with relaxed eyes. Stella sat half in his lap trying to cling to him like a pet monkey.

Delia sat inbetween Peter and Wes her legs in Wes's lap and her head resting in Peter's shoulder. Andrew just sat down a little from the group and patted his thigh grinning at me.

The seats were in a circle so we could all see each other so I sat down slowly next to Andrew, not in his lap because I saw Wes's eyes grow darker when Andrew had patted his thigh.

Nodding I took a deep breath and told them what it was I had found out. Something, had I known how much would change us I would've kept to myself.

But even though I was pretty sure Stella was using Wes to piss me off and Delia was sleeping with Wes because Peter was to busy with the club to try the moves on her and Andrew had threatned Wes so he would back off from me, these people were my best friends.

And I probably would not trade them for the world...

Even though now I know, some did not feel the same way.
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Author's Note:

Hey y'all this is a new story I am putting together since my For You series is slowing down enough and coming to an end. Maybe I will work on a thrid one but now I want to work on this.

It started as an Rp idea where you where either an A lister or you worked for them and you all learned a big BIG secret. You had to deal and any realationships you may have formed would be strained or broken. You had to either choose to keep dancing in the clubs and be ignorant or find a way to fight back, maybe even join in and turn corupt.

It is the city of Sin's. Anyways I just started turning it more and more into a story and BAMM this long thing showed up haha.

It's goung to be fun to write since I will be doing all of the P.O.V's of everyone so you can learn all their dirty little secrets.

This is not a story of friends coming together its a story of Friends being tested and the real deal of Lust, Greed and Selfishness. Of an intoxicating story with breath taking twists.

The Title was the work of the Golden Days Team Thank Y'all Sooo much!!!!!!!!


I really hope you Enjoy it and please comment, even a bump lets me know you like it

 

Ignore this one double post lol

 

Delia's P.O.V
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I listened to Linda my feet resting Wesley's lap comfterbly. I was reminded of his bedroom and how the satin red silk sheets felt against my bare feet.


I had been dating Peter for about 2 years and the first year was… amazing. He was a true Romantic and Wesley wasn't even on my radar. Then this stupid club got big and Peter got busy. The only time I even got to be close to him was in the stupid club.


I had been waiting in his room in a very... special outfit hoping to bring back some of the romance when Wesley walked in. He was drunk and I was disapointed.



"He's going to be late tonight. Might want to put a robe on."

I had shook my head sitting up my gaze catching his.

"I don't want to put a robe on."



That was the first night of many nights she had spent with Wesley. It soothed her that she was messing with Stella in some sort of way. Her hatred for that low life had not simmered down.

The first Ten words out of Linda's mouth though made my mind spin back to the convetsation.

"I saw my Dad killing people, over at the Casino." Peter stiffened under my.head.

"He's what??" Linda shivered and Andrew wraped an arm around her shoulders. Good I thought breifly, Drew is finally making a move faster then a slug

"I-I went to his Casino looking for him... and I saw Bobby and Ricky beating up someone, he was crying and telling them that he would pay them back in a week. That he only needed a week. I was about to step in to help... when my Father stepped out and h-he had a gg-gun"

Poor Linda was crying into her hands by now and the first thing that went through my mind was that I hoped she was wearing water proof mascarea.


Then Peters arm tightened around me pulling me closer to him, my feet sliding out of Wesley's lap. This made Stella smile smugly, she started playing with a button on his shirt running a finger down his neck like the talk of death didn'tbother her at all.

Wesley growled and knocked her hand away un wrapping his arm so she fell a little to his side sitting.

"What are we going to do?" Andrew said, the first to speak. This though led to a ramble of outbursts.

"Maybe weshould turn him, Lins?" I softly suggested trying to sit up with Peters arm around me.

"I say we keep our Mouths shut I mean... Non of his is our problem. And Lins you don't want to get your Dad in trouble right?" Wesley said calmly his gaze locked on Andrew as they had a glare off.


"No we need to do something Wesley. We can't just turn a blind eye on this." Peter said calmly. I looked over at him and smiled slightly. He woukd always be on my side and that felt good, even though it made me kind of guilty for sleeping with his brother.

"Why don't we just, just not do anything for now and maybe... think about it. I mean... he is my Father, he's the only parent I have left." Linda murmered softly catching all our attentions.

I nodded and stood up going to her and patting her leg. "We'll do what ever you want sweetie. Call me okay?"


With that I headed out. Wesley had booked us a hotel room and I wanted to have a de tensing shower before he got there. Walking through the club I knew all eyes were on me. It's how its always been. My eyes sparkled and I flipped my hair making sure to Wink only at the Single Guys.


Which made me laugh some. A hand caught my arm by suprise and I was glad I had major experince in heals so I didn't go flying off balance.

Looking at Peter, I was curious. He had never followed after when the club was still open, this club was his first love and I knew it too.

"Delia... I just wanted to say, say that I loved you. Before you left." He looked nervous his eyes glancing to the dance floor then bar. I smiled and pulled him close by his jacket kissing him softly but deep before letting him go with a wink. "You can always come with me."

I wanted him too. I wanted him to smile or smirk, to take my hand and lead me out to his condo and then show me just how much he loved me.

But it was midnight and the club closed at five. He would never leave. Peter looked at me and his eyes creased, sad, as he reached up and tucked a piece of haor behind my ear.


"I've got to stay till at least four Del. I'm sorry. Maybe Sunday okay." Sunday was an off day from him and his Baby.

Taking a step back I shook my head and looked down trying not to let him see the hurt and anger.

"I've got a photo shoot. Sorry Hun. Maybe when your club burns down you'll finally have time for me." I hissed in anger and stormed off ignoring his shouts to wait.

Outside my car was already pulled up from someone seeing meeave at the bar already, this was how you rolled as an A-list member. Getting in I locked it suprised that Peter was soon banging on ge window to get out of the car. I ignored him though and drove off.


Looking in My review mirror I saw him punch a guy (most likely he valet who brought me my car) and look after me.

This was all new to me. Peter had never shown so much emotion towards me before. Except when he had his tongue down my throat.

I sighed heading over to the hotel that Wesley had gotten for us.

Serves him right, if he doesn't want to be with me then why shouldn't I be with someone who does?

Linda's words rang in my head, the thought of her dad hurting that man playing in front of me. I blinked shaking my head trying to shut out the image.


Then I heard screeches and my eyes flew open as I slammed on the breaks turning my wheel so my car spun in a circle as a taxi crashed into the side of my car towards the back.

Shivering I looked up and gulped seeing a shadowy figure in the car that had ran the red light making the taxi turn sharply into my car. The figuer looked at me and then flashed one finger in the air and raised it to his lips before driving away.


I had only known about Alec Richmans killing habbit for an hour and already I was beibg told to keep my mouth shut.


I frowned and pulled out of the wreck leaving a screaming Taxi driver and stalled traffic heading to the hotel.

I needed to tell someone about what had just happened. And it was 1:50, Peter wouldn't come even if I was dying..... which now that I think about it... I could be.

 

Question....

Who Do You want as the Next P.O.V??

Stella

Wesley

Or

Peter

 

Lol ya don't have to decide yet still A lonnng way to go

 

Ohh Ivlve that you said that cuz honestly.... Not one of these "Friends" are even close to being less jerky... hmm well maybe Linda haha

 

Peter's P.O.V:
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I stood at the curb and growled turning back into the club. I had let Delia go again. I couldn't believe that she thought this stupid building had more of a place in my heart then her.

I stoped when a hand came to rest on my shoulder. Whirling around I saw it was the man who given Delia her keys. I raised my hand while he tried to get out an apology and swung, hard.

He fell to the ground in a heap and I left walking into my club.


My father had owned this club and under his guidence was fairly popular. When he started getting older though the club started dying out, no one wanted to come to a club owned by an old man who didn't know the times.

When he and my mother died in a car accident, he left the club to me and Wesley. Of course Wes took one look at the almost empty club and gave full ownership to me. He was never one to work for anything.

If there was one thing I had to do in the name of my father, it was making his dream club come alive again.


I renamed it (It was just called The Fountain back then), told Wes to bring his new girl friend (Rachel Caws, rising actress with a dedicated fan base that would follow her anywhere), and re did the inside Black and neon instead of Red and Gold as my father had picked.

The club's grand opening was huge, thanks to people coming just to say goodbye to the place only to see that they should be saying hello.

The Underground Fountain grew bigger and grander then ever before, the number one hot spot in Vegas.

It was something I felt proud of, making my Dad's club a hit. But now it felt like this club was taking over my life. Delia was the one, I knew that and yet she felt that I didn't care. I did care, but how was I suppose to choose between my girlfriend and my Father?

I just hoped she would understand one day that even though I loved her, I also loved my father. This club was all I had left of him.


Walking to our back room I stopped and stared at the dance floor, this was where all of us met. That opening Night.


I had been at the bar, handing out free shots to all the girls as a promotion. Then a slender hand took one and tilted my head to look at her with the other.

Delia winked at me as she shot back the drink and handed back the empty shot. She looked a pittle young so the first wonderful thing hat came out of my mouth was "Can I see some I.D?"

She laughed and nudged a girl who was sitting next to her, not drinking anything but water. "Lins, I think this is the first time I've been carded?"

Pulling out an I.D card from her bra, the girl handed it over with a raosed eyebrow. I was in love.

I barely glanced at it but saw she was 21. That was a year ago.

I invited her and Linda, her friend to the back V.I.P room to hang out and grinned when she said yes. I really have never felt that way about anyone before, she made me so excited to spend time with her back there I stopped paying attention to the club even for a little while.

Sitting down as people mingled Delia and I talked for hours while Linda just flirted and drank sodas since she was underage.

Wesley came in then with Rachel under his arm and saw me. Coming over he sat next to Linda and winked at her with Rachel under his arm looking a little unhappy.

"Hi there sweet heart." Wes said to her winking and Linda giggled a little.

That night he broke up with Rachel and started dating her. Not even I could figure out why he had broken up with her. She was the love of his life from what he told me.

Delia wanted to dance, so I took her out to the dance floor with Linda and Wesley trailing along making goo goo eyes. On the floor there was a circle of guys around this one girl who was dancing very.... well it seened a little old for her. Wesley nudged me tilting his chin in her direction.

"Stella, new to town. Pretty rich dude." Wesley knew how I wanted to form an A list on people to keep coming back to the club and I mentaly added this Stella to the list.

After that she kept hanging around us so much that she grew slowly into our circle of friends.

Rachel came back with a drink she had told Wesley she was suddenly wanting with another guy trailing after her. His hands were in his pockets and he nodded at us before seeing Lins and grinning saying, "Hi, I'm Andrew."

Linda smiled and gave a little wave even though Wesley frowned but I didn't mind Andrew Dread talking to us. His father was pretty big in hollywood and his son coming here would be good for the club.

"Hi Andrew, I'm Peter. This is my brother Wesley and my friend Delia and that's her friend Linda. I hope you'll be coming more often. I think we'll all be great friends." Not that I ever knew really how great of friends we would be.

Andrew smiled at Linda and winked. "If you all are going to be here then yea, I hope we all become very good friends."

Looking away from the dance floor I sighed. I was never one who enjoyed going down memory lane. Suddenly I noticed a precence behind me and when I looked around a fist met my jaw, sending me down to the floor.

The stranger got over me and lifted me by my collar growling. His face was so shawdowed I couldn't see it. Though I had a pretty good idea who it was.

"You tell your friends that a car crash isn't all you little rich kids problem. Stay out of Richmans problems, and he'll stay away from you brats. Includin that daughter of his. He ain't gonna go easy for her even if she is his blood." Lifting my up he whispered in my ear. "Wouldn't want her hurt like that little girl of yours huh?"

My blood went cold and then the air left me when he tossed me back to the ground walking back, out of the club.

I rubbed my neck and got up running to the back room. The others had to know what was going on because I now didn't care one bit about this old club.

Delia was hurt and I would find her. She was my everything and I would be damned before let some guy threaten her.

Even if that guy was Alec Richman... A man I just learned was a killer.

 

Well I am sorry then that you wasted your Time reading this. Now that you know, you don't have to read it any more kay I hope you find something else to read that you enjoy.