What money can buy you

Keegans P.O.V

I have never met anyone like her before, nothing she ever does she wants recognition for. I just met Anya and her son, the next door neighbours as Catalya handed over a pink envelope. Anya opened it right infront of me, and there was a shitload full of cash inside. The boy was all over my little Kitten and my heart warmed seeing her interact with this boy. I always knew she wanted kids of her own, and so did I. I would give her as many kids as we could handle. As we stepped out into the elevator the curiosity overcame me, so I asked. She said she didn't tell people or liked to be seen everytime she helped people since she wasn't doing it for recognition. Her eyes were warm as she spoke about the two, I figured she must know them personally so I asked curiously. "How do you know them?" she smiled " I met Anya in college her parents are really wealthy and she used to be roommates with Cassidy, but she unexpectedly fell pregnant when she was 19 and I was 17 so she dropped out of college her parents threw her out of the house and told her they didn't want anything to do with her or the baby. So she kept that little brave big boy and raised him on her own, I couldn't find her again though. Until about a year ago, she turned out o be a stripper at one of the strip clubs trying anything to support her baby. So I went over to see her, I started to try and help wherever I could." after catching a breath and the elevator door opened we walked outside and she turned to me " you know what really get's to me sometimes?" I shook my head, " Women are so underestimated these days, I mean she basically sold herself to provide for her baby boy, back then before we met you and your dad I saw my mom fighting battles for me that you can not imagine, I admire how strong and brave women can be" I gave it some thought as I opened up the car door for her and helped her inside. How is it that she could give credit to all the women out there for being strong and brave except give it to herself, after everything she's been through she deserved the most credit. The car drive went easy and comfortable, she sang along with the music and I couldn't help but smile. She truly did have a voice of an angel, " Where's the dad?" she looked over at me in confusion "Anya's sons dad?" her mouth formed an O as she started to understand my question. " One night stand, which is funny ain't it, it takes two to tango yet our mistakes show while his doesn't, his life goes on as if nothing ever happened yet her life came to a stand still." I understood exactly what she meant, we get to fuck yet we leave without any responsibilities. But it wasn't always like that. Sometimes the man had no say either, I know when my bestfriend found out he was going to be a father from his longterm girlfriend he was so proud and excited, yet she went and got an abortion done before he even knew or had a say. So it does go both ways, I voiced this towards her and I saw tears in her eyes. " Yeah, I know like how my mom just decided to pack us up and leave and not even told my dad about it, she changed our names and made us promise never to call him or go back" We got out of the car after we arrived at the restaurant, and went inside. The men all stared as we made our way through to the table I have had booked for us. As we took our seats I wanted to know more, I needed to know more. Madelynn never looked like the type of woman who would just run for no reason, "what happened? Why did your mom run? she doesn't peg me as a runner" she got a distant look in her eyes as she answered "honestly, I have no idea. My mom and dad had a huge argument that night over the phone, and she just told us to get packed. Daddy was covered in ink like you, and I loved it since I was a kid. I always told him that he looked like a piece of art." She smiled warmly as she continued " he used to let us do his makeup and paint his nails, we braided his long hair, played hide and seek. But he constantly had to go on a run, which meant he had to go away for awhile sometimes weeks at a time. Then he would come back with loads of love and cuddles, He always wore this biker jacket it scared me a little bit, and he told me how to shoot a gun, my mom freaked out since we were only 4 years old. But he was incredible and I miss him every single day, I haven't seen him since." As she said the words, and I could feel myself stiffen her father was a MC and her mother ran because he was dangerous. I wondered if her father was still looking for her. The words replying in my mind, we placed our order and the conversation turned into my friends, we laughed and talked all night about our crazy groups of friends. She asked if she could meet them, and I told her I would schedule a time with all of them. They all knew about her, and knew how I felt about her, plus i I trusted no own with my little Kitten except for them they were insanely loyal like me. She told me all about her girlfriends and how they are all complete opposites,and that's how they kept it interesting. Since I have met everyone of them I knew their differences, they really should not be friends, yet they made it worked. " You met all of them, who do you get along with the most?" I didn't even have to think about it, I just knew. " Allison" She started laughing and it was the most beautiful sound. "Ally Cat? Yeah, I have to admit she is easy to get along with. She hates conflict." And that was the truth, Allison is a creative little thing a couple of inches taller than Catalya. She has long pitch black hair with bright blue eyes, she is a fashion designer and her designs are incredible. Her pale skin is a complete opposite from her black hair, which gave her a more gothic look sometimes depending on her makeup. She has an hourglass figure with curves on all the right places, Collin my bestfriend met her once and told me that she would have the power to bring him to his knees. Which is quite the understatement, except she doesn't pay him any mind or attention. This of course placed him in the exact situation as me which gave the group a lot of teasing and laughter. Well fuck them he would always say, they will be the ones growing old and lonely together while we would have everything they could ever dream of. Which was the truth. The rest of the evening went over great we went home talking, and ended up with me making endless love to her. Over and over again,the next morning she woke me up with breakfast in bed and warm coffee. I have never felt so damn spoiled before, she even blew me after breakfast and fuck it felt so damn good. This is the life, and I loved being woken up like this. It did make me wonder if she ever woke up Jason like this. It became to tempting so I voiced it out loud." Did you ever do this for Jason?" She immediatly stiffened and turned to look at me since she was lying on top of my chest with her back against me. " I tried to, he hated my food,and always thought if I tried to do something nice, like I had something to hide. But I didn't, so this one time I did try to do this for him but he threw me with the plate. He would always call for takeout even though I prepared dinner, and just pick up everything and throw it in the trash. You want to know the worst part? Is for such a long time I stopped cooking and baking because he said my talents are limited. So I gave up what I loved, losing faith and confidence in myself and my skills, my talents everything." My heart broke knowing someone would do this to her, she loved to cook and bake, and my fathers fridge would always be organized by different containers and he loved it, he said he knew exactly where to find what since she even labled it, and so did I. I couldn't help but smile. His loss my gain. She turned around with a frown," do you think it's funny? wait you think it's awful to don't you. Holy shit I might have poisoned you, I am a horrible cook..." I had to shut her up one way or another so I kissed her smashing my lips onto hers." No Kitten, I am just thinking, his loss my gain. Your food is incredible, I love all of your baking goods especially your blueberry cupcakes. I love all of it, I also love how you organized the kitchen, the fridge and my dads medicine cabinet. He adores it and said you made it so much easier since it's all labelled." Her smile lit up the room." Really?" I smiled back "Yes baby, really. So what do you want to do today?" She turned around and started kissing my chest as her hand started moving down south,I gasped. " Oh Little Kitten, I love where this is going." Between kisses she smiled a devious smile and said " I would love to stay in bed all day, and have you making love to me over and over again." And fuck me, that's exactly what we did.