A Gypsy Oath

South bond

I wake up to a buzzing sound that just keeps buzzing and buzzing and something warm on my side. When I open my eyes I find Laila asleep on my shoulder, snuggled into my side with my shirt on. I hate to do it but the buzzing sound is driving me up the wall, so I ever so slowly and smoothly get my left side out from under her and find the buzzing coming from her purse. I reach in and find the cell phone lighting up with Lailas same face only with blue eyes and a five o’clock shadow and a pretty blonde roma girl the name on the caller ID says Avery so I answer it

“Hello”

“Who da fuuuuu..wait no it’s not the famous Bobby I’m sick of hearing about is it?”

“The names Bo, what can I do ya for, Avery?”

“Oh I don’t maybe you can smoother that two face b***h girlfriend, I’m sorry I mean wife of yours for calling her dip s**t brother and not me. Since when is it ok for her to call him and tell him everything then do some crazy s**t like run away to ten bucks two Texas with some hick and marry him with out at least giving me her best f*****g friend a courtesy call?”

“Oh is that all?”

“Ya”

“Well Timbuktu is in Western Africa not Texas, and I wouldn’t take it to personal it was more of a drive by judge thing”

“Ha ha ha your so funny, where is the little slut bag anyways?”

“In bed asleep”

“Oh is she now, did you and her have a looooong night together”

“Ok I’ll tell her you called bye now”

When I look up Laila is sitting up looking at me. I have never seen a woman look more beautiful in my life.

“Who was that?”

“Avery”

“Oh s**t she’s gonna kill me”

She jumps up and grabs the phone from my hand and calls back

“Hello lover boy, do you want to know all the trails dirty secrets?”

“You b***h you would wouldn’t you”

Laila walks away from me before I hear any more . She goes to the door of the room pops it open and walks out. I think I’m dreaming cause she just walked out in my t-shirt and from the looks of it only my t-shirt, into a hallway of a motel, I go to the door and pop it open and she rolls in on my feet. She was propped again it in the hallway and when she rolls back the answer to what under that shirt is answered and I was right. She try’s to recover and pull the shirt down but it’s to late I have seen it all now and I don’t mind what I seen either. She makes her knees and comes eye level with my raging hard on. She makes her feet and looks at me in a shocked manner.

“You went into the hallway of a motel in just a t-shirt, did you really think I wasn’t coming after you?”

“I have more then just a shirt on” she says with a roll of her eyes

“No you don’t, I’ll give you five minutes to hang up that phone”

Laila- he catches me at a red light and parked the big truck in front of me, not long after he’s in the car and we are driving not long after that he blows my mind and tells me he’s the young Texan I have been talking to in the phone for six months, the guy im crazy for and I have begged to come see me, the same guy I broke up with three weeks ago cause I knew when I turned eighteen I would have to marry some stranger. Then he ask me to marry him and have this play out our ways I can hear my friend Avery in my head telling me to do it just like every other bad yet good decision I have ever made, just like my tattoo, my belly button ring, my fake ID and every other thing I don’t regret. I call my brother Lucas, if there is ever a soul who loves me and will do anything I ask it’s him. I tell my twin what im about to do and he tells me what’s going on and what is about to happen. He tells me to do it and to be happy, he tells me to get out of the state till s**t cools down, he tells me he loves me and if the ass ever so much as whispers no never mind hurts me he will kill him. I turn to Bobby and tell him let go. We drive by a house and stop, the judge looks like he’s ten and acts like it to but with in minutes we are married and leaving town. We drive and drive till I fall asleep, I don’t know where we are but he wakes me up and tells me we are stopping at a hotel. I don’t know why but as we set into the elevator I get nerves and he can tell, he starts asking me what’s wrong and I play it off like it’s nothing. I seriously have no one to call and ask about this as much as my brother has tried Avery is still a virgin and I can’t call my brother marks with Kathy I’m not close to her like that, truthfully I don’t even like her. How ever Averys older sister is married I could have Avery three way her, I text Avery to call me and what it’s about so to have her sister on three way when she calls but it just says delivered, when we get in the room I make for the bathroom and wait for Avery to call me but she doesn’t. Given it’s not even morning yet, she’s probably asleep like a normal person. I take a shower and when I come out wrapped in a towel, I’m thankful to find Bo asleep and with no shirt on. My goodness he is something to look at, his chiseled peeks and abs is enough to make me want to drool but I find his shirt and pull it on. I sit and wait for a return call but get tired so, I do something I have wanted to do for six freaking months. I lay my head on his shoulder and snuggle into him about a half hour in he moves but just a little and wraps his arm around me that’s when I end up falling asleep. When I wake up he’s on my phone talking to some one, when he hangs up and tells me who I near die and call her back, thankfully she has her sister with her and I’m on speaker and they are laughing. When I get to the hall way here sister tells me it will be fine that it only hurts for a second snd to just relax and go with it. She helped me get on birth control when I was fifteen and helped me get my skin under control. So she knows I’m good on that front and tell me just not to over think stuff. Right as she goes into details he opens the door and I roll in and flash everything to him, when I make it to my knees I can tell he seen everything by the bulge in his jeans. When he tells me I have five minutes to get off the phone, my mouth goes dry and I near faint. What I don’t expect is for him to lock my in the room and leave. What is even more shocking is when he comes back five minutes latter with a new shirt on.

“Where did you get another shirt from?”

“My car”

“Do you have more cloths in your car?”

“My gym bag is in there but I don’t think you’d be interested in anything in that bag, hell I’m not even interested in anything that bag has anymore”

“Is there shorts?”

“Ya why”

“Can I have them?”

“You want my stinky gym shorts?”

“They would be better then electric blue cheer shorts don’t you think?”

“How about this when the sun comes up I’ll run across the street to target get you something, come back you can have normal clothing and we can run over there and pick up what ever you need till we get to key west? Sound good?”

“It sounds delightful. Why did you go to your car for another shirt?”

“I didn’t, I went for condoms”

“Oh well that’s silly”

“Oh really, and umm. Why would that be”

His voice went all high pitched and odd when I said it was silly to go get condoms. I feel powerful knowing something he doesn’t.

“Well”

“Oh ya sorry, I have the shot”

“Oh well that’s lovely, but what the f**k is the shot Laila?”

“You know the shot”

He just looks at me lost and confused.

“Birth control shot, kind of like the pill only you take it once a year”

He pulls his phone from his pocket and starts hitting the screen.

“Are you googling it?”

“Yes”

“Oh ya because ya know maybe I’m trying to trick you into marrying me or something”

He looks up from the screen and rolls his eyes

“It’s not like that Laila, your seventeen. I just thought it would be nice to not get pregnant on our honey moon, maybe have some time for us and maybe just let you enjoy being a teenager. My God I sound like a old pervert”

I laugh at him, I can’t help it. He’s sweet in his own right, I turn eighteen four months but still his heart is in the right place.

“Well I’m good for another ten months”

“Really you don’t say”

Bo-

I race to my car for the condoms in my glove box, she is just a baby herself the last thing I want to do is wear a rubber but getting knocked up on our honeymoon seems like a sick move. Plus if we land home in a few weeks with a positive pregnancy test, her brothers will for sure kill me. My father has sent one lone text message and I read it on my way to the trunk for the extra shirt I have back there.

“You little s**t, I could seriously see you in hell. Toby provided a copy of the marriage license. I don’t know how you got him to do that in the middle of the night but you better do right by this girl. I don’t want no bullshit. I’ll deal with s**t here and tell you when the storm is over. Congrats son you did right by getting to know her I’m proud of you my boy I love you”

My father is a lot of things and caring is one of the biggest things he is. I’m close to my father and his words get me. I know he won’t put me in harms way and I know I’m the eyes in the mans head my sisters take up all the room in his heart and wallet. I make it back to the room, to Laila. She notices the shirt and eyes it. We go threw a whole thing of where I got it snd if there is more. I promise her clean clothing from target and even a target trip latter on. When she ask me why I went to the car, I debate telling the truth but why hide it.

“I didn’t, I went for condoms”

“Oh well that’s silly”

“Oh really, and umm. Why would that be”

She doesn’t answer me she just stands there like she is pondering telling me

“Well”

“Oh ya sorry, I have the shot”

What is she talking about the shot?

“Oh well that’s lovely, but what the f**k is the shot Laila?”

“You know the shot”

I have no idea what the shot is, and I’m starting to really hate her for not telling me.

“Birth control shot, kind of like the pill only you take it once a year”

That can’t be real, can it? Is there a birth control shot? I pull my phone out to Google it

“Are you googling it?”

“Yes”

“Oh ya because ya know maybe I’m trying to trick you into marrying me or something”

Google tells me it’s a very really thing, but her comment gets me snd I look up and smile at her. There is my Laila, I roll my eyes at her and tell her what it’s about.

“It’s not like that Laila, your seventeen. I just thought it would be nice to not get pregnant on our honey moon, maybe have some time for us and maybe just let you enjoy being a teenager. My God I sound like a old pervert”

I sound like a child molester now.

“Well I’m good for another ten months”

“Really you don’t say”

Call me a pervert but all I can think is ten months with nothing between us, I grab hold of her hips and pull her to me, I pull her as close as I can get her.

“You know you drive me crazy dont you?”

“No, I don’t”

“Oh but you do, and when I seen you get out of that truck I near blacked out from how beautiful you are”

Her face turns red, so I lean in and kiss her. As the kiss deepens I push her back towards the bed, right before she meets the bed and goes down I grab them hem of the shirt snd pull it over her head. I hit my knees front of her and tell her to lay back. She does as she’s told, I spread her legs wide open and pull her to the edge of the bed. Then I kiss and suck my way to her p***y, as I spread her open I left out a whistle, then I eat her out till she cums on my face. I start to kiss my way up her body and as I make my way to her lips I lone my self up with her opening

“ you ok baby”

She nods and then pants “more Bo please don’t stop”

As I sink my d**k balls deep in the world tightest p***y, I swallow her scream in a kiss. Once I’m in her I go dead still snd let her body become use to me invading her the way I am. When she finally relaxed Mrs I start slowly pumping into her. She feeling like heaven. She finally starts to wiggle and move under me, she feels amazing

“f**k baby you feel so amazing, your so beautiful and sexy”

“Oh God Bo it’s gonna happen again I’m so close”

“c*m baby let it go”

As I say the words she comes unglued and as she does she squeezes me so hard I lose control and pump into her a hand full of times and empty myself in her. As her p***y milks my d**k dry. I land one more kiss on her and she wraps her arms around me and pulls me close to her.When I finally collapse on her I’m panting for air and she’s trying to get my cloths off me. I pull out of her and stand, while I’m stripping out of my cloths I admire my handy work dripping down her. It turns me on again and when I climb in between her legs, I pull her legs up my hips.

“Hook your legs around me baby”

“Why what are you going to do”

“I’m going to make love to my wife, I’m going to make her c*m so hard and so many times she starts speaking in tongues”

She does what I tell her to do, and once again I’m balls deep in her I pump in and out of her and she moans and starts meeting me pump for pump. I flip us over so I can lay me catch my breath while she rides me. After a few minutes of my guiding her hips her body takes over and I watch as she moves. She stunning in every way, she moans and pants as she goes. We spend most of the morning hours in bed making love, by the time we wake up and start moving it three in the afternoon, and by we I mean me. We fell asleep around noon and I woke up are 2:30 jumped in a shower and threw my cloths on. I go over to target and get Laila a yoga set, I buy the smallest size I can find because there is nothing to her little frame and a pair of slides. When I return she is still asleep so I wake her up by trailing kisses along her naked back she stretch’s out under me, rolls over and wraps her arms around me pulls me into a kiss.

“Darlin it’s time to get up and hit the road”

“Mmmm I’m tired still”

“I know but at this rate we will be lucky if we make orlando by tonight never mind key west. I’d like to go deep sea fishing at some point this week”

“Are you serious, please can we just sleep a while”

“ you can sleep in the car and then once we get in tonight you can sleep some more and then tomorrow when we get to the keys you can lay out on the beach and sleep some more”

“Fine but food”

“Oh I’ll feed ya to, I’m gonna fatten your skinny as up while I’m at it”

“Pancakes?”

“Do you even get carbs ?”

“Daily”

“Then pancakes it is”

If she weighs a hundred pounds soaking wet I’d be shocked as s**t, she is a long slender little thing but she’s got a rack that is stunning and a ass to match it. She gets up and goes for the shirt I trashed before I left when she notices the target bag.

“Mine”

I nod and she takes the bag and the her sheet clad self into the bathroom. She showers and comes out in the extra small set of shorts and a sports bra.

“Just for the record I wear a small not extra small”

“Just for the record I’m not complaining”

“It would look better on if I lost a solid fifteen pounds, but at this weight I just look like fat chick in skinny girl cloths”

“Darlin please don’t drop any weight there is nothing to you as it is”

“Not true, normally I’m ten pounds less. I’m 115 now normally I’m only 105”

“Your a drink of water”

She shrugs as she takes in her reflection, I come up behind her and pull her back to my front and take a look in the mirror. It’s odd to see me with a woman and not just any woman, my wife. My phone starts buzzing and I pull it out of my pocket. It’s my sisters number and I answer.

“What’s up”

“You got married, I want pictures now”

“Hold on”

I bundle Laila up to me and snap a selfie and send to my sister.

“Happy”

“I guess it will have to do. She’s pretty, like really pretty. I always miss everything when I leave town.”

“I gotta go Nova, bye”

I hang up on my sister and shove the phone back into my pocket. We gather the handful of things we have and make our way to target. Laila demand Starbucks first then she goes threw target like a dose of salt. I pick up two pairs of jeans and two shirts and a pack of boxers and socks, while Laila buys the whole left side and some of the right side of the store. She has everything from luggage and bath soaps to shoes and swimsuits. I don’t mind I just think it’s funny how woman can do that so quickly tho. We throw everything in the trunk and get back on the road. We aren’t driving to long when a New York City number calls my phone.

“That’s Marks number”

“Joy”

I answer it because backing down or ignoring it is not a option.

“Hello Mark”

“I’d like to know what you think your doing with my sister?”

“Going on our honey moon, I thought that was obvious by now”

“Now is not the time for you to be a smart ass”

“It never is a good time for me to be a smart ass”

“I’d like my sister returned by midnight tonight”

“Ya that not gonna happen, see your little sister is my wife. I have zero plans on returning my wife. Not gonna lie, I think she would get insulted and upset if I did and you know the old saying happy wife, happy life”

“Look here you little s**t-“

I cut him off before he can make threats he can’t take back.

“Oh s**t wouldn’t you know it my battery is dying, gotta go now bye”

I hang up on him and turn my phone off, seconds latter Lailas phone starts ringing. Unlike me she doesn’t looks so peaceful and diplomatic when she sees her brothers name pop up.

“Did you seriously just tell him to return me, are you freaking kidding me. I’m calling mom you fucktard. Why don’t you go return that sour b***h your married to and leave me alone”

She hangs up and dials some one else, I’m guessing her mother.

“Mark just called Bo’s phone and told him to return me. Like I’m a bad product on a Walmart shelf.”

I can’t make out what her mother is saying but from the screaming on the other end I’m guessing she is about as happy as Laila is.

“Yes he said he wants me returned by midnight tonight, RETURNED. Since when is Mark in charge of this family and me? Since when does Mark think he has any say in my life or do we have to go over this all over again with him”

There is total silent from all on this call then Laila screams

“THAT IT IM DONE TELL MARK HE CAN KISS MY ASS, HE ISNT MY FATHER AND IM NOT COMING BACK TILL HES GONE I HATE HIM”

The she hangs up, and acts like nothing happen. She’s adorable, beautiful, totally insane and all mine. I’m a little scared of the psycho sitting next to me, even if she is pint size.

“So I take it we aren’t going home any time soon”

“No we aren’t, and I’m not going back and being returned like a broken toy either”

“Baby I have zero plans on returning you to anyone, your mine now and I’m keeping you for life”

She smiles at me and takes ahold of my hand. We coast down the high with the radio on, we talk about random stuff, and things we are going to do on our little trip. Then her phone rings again this time tho it’s her brother Lucas.

“Are you calling to treat me like crap to?”

“Nope, just calling to check in. Avery wants to fly down and have us meet up with you at some point. It’s come to my attention that she knows where you are and is not telling, so if I can get things cooled down enough what do you and the brother in law say to me, Avery and that brat little sister of hers flying down and meeting yous?”

She looks at me for an answer I just shrug

“Up to you Darlin”

“I guess but I don’t wantMark to know where I am or he will show up and ruin the fun”

“Oh o wouldn’t worry about Mark, mother is light him up on a spit as we speak. Mark is being sent home in the morning. The wicked b***h has been on a mood since he got here, she calls every half hour and if he don’t answer she calls everyone else flipping out”

“Good I hate the both of them”

“Ok listen as long as things are good there I’ll talk to you later ok”

“Ok”

She hangs up and looks out the window. Lucas don’t seem that bad but I have heard him and Laila is beyond close to each other, I have heard they have that creepy twin thing going on. They are identical in almost every way, only one is a boy and on is my wife. I have been told they can talk to each other from clear across rooms with just a look. I know he is engaged to her best friend and the three of them seem to be together at all times. I heard rumors they are a crazy little trio of trouble. I know her brother Rhett is 11 months older then them and he has a thing for Averys sister who is going threw a bad divorce right now, rumor is it was all arranged and the her and Rhett had a thing going on before, during and now after. I know it didn’t start till after because Laila told me the truth of it. Everyone in her family and even their circle seems very close net yet her brother Mark and his wife doesn’t seem to be part of that. He seems like the black sheep of the family. His wife is known for being a sour b***h and works hard to keep that rep.

“Baby, what’s the deal with Mark?”

“He’s a loser that’s always pissed off and thinks if he acts like he rules us that one day my father will rethink things and hand him his title when he hands it’s down or dies”

“Marks the oldest child your parents have so why wouldn’t he get the title, why would Mark be passed over?”

Laila goes dead silent, for the oldest son to be passed over amongst the gypsy he would of had to have done something very very bad. He would have had to of broke one of the big rules. Don James is one of the four crowned heads of the gypsy clans, my father is another, then there is McGregor Debo’s of the north, and Lenox Crest of the west and yes he legally changed his name to crest like a Jack ass. For one of the heads to pass over his oldest son is a big deal. Everything they have goes to the oldest son and they have total say over the clan, and keeping the peace amongst our people.