CHAPTER FOUR:

↳ MOTEL ROOM
CONVERSATION

      CADEN LAY IN THE MOTEL BED, dazed as she watched smoke disappear above her. She was slowly regaining her will to move after the mind blowing sex she just had with Forsythe, who was the one smoking.

Caden rolled onto her side, staring at the man who was deep in thought. She knew something was on his mind, she just didn't know what. And she wanted to know.

"What are you staring at?"

Caden was jolted from her trance and lazily smiled at the man who turned to look at her. His eyes dropped to look at her naked breasts peaking out from beneath the covers.

She knew that the chemistry between them was strong, she just didn't know if it was just a physical connection they had. She wanted it to be more.

But Caden DeSantos wasn't one of those girls who questioned whether or not it was an one time thing or if it was more. She didn't wanna lose the guy.

"I'm staring at this attractive man who I met at my diner." Caden teased, smirking at FP.

"What's your favourite colour?" Forsythe asked the young girl beside him, changing the subject completely.

"Red," Caden told him. "What's yours?" She asked him, curious where the question came from.

"Blue." She liked how he said blue, it suited him.

Silence fell between them but it didn't disturb either, who were comfortable in the others presence.

"Can you tell me about my father?"

Forsythe shifted in the bed, a frown appearing at the young woman's question. "There's nothing you need to know about him."

"Yes there is," Caden accused, sitting up, letting the blanket fall and expose her chest. She didn't bother covering up as she stared at the man beside her. "Forsythe, please, I need to know about him and the Southside Serpents."

It took FP a moment to speak and when he did, he spoke with a heavy heart. "What do you want to know?"

"You know I was their foster kid, well they've adopted me. I know my dads in jail for drugs but why? Was he smuggling it? My mother's sick and I have no income for my brother Joaquin." Caden knew she was ranting but she needed FP to understand. "I—Is there something that he did with the Serpents they protected us? Was that his income?"

"On the Southside, being a Serpent is a normal thing. You're born into it. That's how I become one, your dad too." Forsythe explained to the brunette woman who listened carefully. She laid back down on the bed, but closer to the man where she could barely touch him.

"Yeah he was helping sell drugs, but nothing hard, just marijuana. He was arrested on a small bust, but since he's a Serpent with a prior, they kept him for years this time around."

Caden nodded, taking in the information. She was desensitised to the danger in his words– maybe it was like he said– she was raised with these people, maybe she didn't care about that.

"Being a Serpent means you protect your own, and family." FP continued, "your father made sure your family was safe– and yes, working as a Serpent and at the Whyte Wyrm."

"Okay," Caden nodded slowly, taking in this information. "What can I do?"

"What?" FP asked in disbelief, looking down at her. In the few moments together, he had yet been surprised by the young woman and the brave look on her face made him proud.

"How can I become a Serpent and help my family?"

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     CADEN PRESSED HERSELF UP ON HER tiptoes, planting a heavy kiss upon Forsythe's lips. They had talked for hours and now it was late in the evening.

"Do you have to go?" Caden asked the tall male, a pout on her face.

Forsythe had gotten a call while the two were attempting to continue to a second round of sex. He had rolled off her body, grabbing the flip phone that he left on the side table. He had snapped into it, a frown on his face. Caden swore she heard a woman but he hung up on her.

That started the foul mood where FP Jones turned back to Caden and kissed his frustration away. Caden wasn't complaining as his passion ignited hers, leaving her breathless. The kiss deepened and she swooned as his body caged hers to the bed.

Now, she stood there in the dim light of the bathroom, staring in the mirror at Forsythe who washed his hands. He reluctantly had let her go to get ready to leave.

"You can stay as long as you'd like?" FP stated but it sounded like a question. He didn't want to kick the girl out because he had to go.

Caden shook her head, "I better get home, my little brother might need me."

They stood in the dim bathroom, staring at one another, neither wanting to leave the other.

"C'mon," Forsythe grabbed his keys, wallet, and phone, while Caden gathered her own belongings. Together they left the room and hopped onto his motorcycle, like it was habitual for the two of them.

The ride to her home was short and sweet as her arms wrapped around him once again. He took her home and she stepped off the bike, nervous.

"Will I see you again?" Caden whispered, she didn't know how to broach the subject. She wanted to see him again– no matter what– she was addicted to the man in front of her.

"Of course," FP said with a smirk, leaning down to peck her lip. He had become addicted to kissing her lips in the short span of one day. He also didn't mind how he had left a hickey on her neck.

"See you around, baby doll."

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Obviously the DeSantos/Southside Serpents story is made up js
This story is an au. FP is made younger than he is in the show !