Hook was a little buzzed, but he was nowhere near as drunk as they were. He hoped they were able to make it to the car. He had his arm around Angel's waist and she talked about his dick all the way to her ride. Shay was saying her man may not have a big one, but his tongue game....nope, he had to clear that thought from his head. Jared was asking to see Hook's dick and as much as he was cool with him, drunk Jared was no fun.

He piled them in Angel's ride. He knew Jared was the closest, so he dropped him off first. He had to help him to his door and open it for him.

"Yo man, don't you ever, ever ask about my dick again," he said to him. "We cool?"

"I'll apologize when I sober up," he said, stumbling in his house.

Hook shook his head and headed back to the car. He stopped when he saw Shay open the back door and hold her head out as she threw up everywhere, half not making it outside and landing in Angel's car. He only grinned, happy it wasn't his car.

He pulled Shay back in the car, pulled her hair back that had vomit in it, and put her seatbelt back on her.

"Where do you stay? I don't have your address."

"I wanna stay with you and that big dick of yours."

The hell? Naw, this shit was not happening to him tonight. First Angel's friends thirsting after him, then her best friend, now her sister? He grabbed her phone and looked up her home information. He sent it to his phone and then got in the driver's seat. Angel was asleep and snoring, and she never snored before.

He drove silently to Shay's house and pulled up to the driveway. He saw lights on, so he figured her husband was up. He rang the bell and waited.

"Hook?" Elmer said when he opened the door dressed in pajamas, a robe, and socks on his feet.

"Sorry man, we went for drinks and your wife got a little wasted. You wanna come help her out? I would but umm....she's covered in vomit and we ain't that cool."

"Oh lord," he said, walking out to the car. He opened the door and Shay was undressing in the back seat.

"Honey! I want to fuck!" She grabbed Elmer but he held his wife back.

Hook walked away, he did not want to see anything or hear anything. He knew to not ever go drinking with them again.

"Sorry about this," Elmer said, helping Shay put her clothes back on. "She normally doesn't drink much. One drink and she's done. How much did she drink?"

"Three, I think, maybe four."

"And her sister let her do that?"

"Look at her, she's no better."

"Well thanks, Hook, for looking out for her," he said, carrying Shay. "I owe you one."

"No problem man," he said and waited till they were inside before he got back in the car.

He looked at Angel, still knocked out. He could take her back to her parent's place, it was not that far, but they did not need to see her in that condition. He headed to his place.

Midway there, Angel started to talk in her sleep.

"Mmm, Russssellllll..." she said then giggled. "Yeessss, Russsselllllll."

Did she just say that dude's name? He burned in his seat at that but kept his focus on the road. What the hell was he thinking? Angel still wanted that guy, yet she was playing him for a fool. He wanted to turn around and drop her off anywhere but to his place. He should have dropped her off with Jared or her sister. He was not feeling her right now.

Yet, he made it to his place, but he was far from over it.

"Angel, wake up," he said, shaking her before getting out of the car.

She groaned and mumbled something, but she did not wake up. He opened her door and undid her seatbelt and pulled her to him.

"Come on girl, I'm not carrying you," he said, shaking her some more. "Imma let you sleep this off, but then you gotta go."

Maybe he was being wrong and over-reacting. She was drunk. She was out of it. But she said another man's name and he was not cool with that.

Angel half-walked with him to his building and through the hall, up the stairs to his apartment. Once inside, he laid her on his couch.

"Hooook," she said, reaching for him and pulling him on top of her. "I loooove youuu!"

"Get some sleep," he said, pulling away from her.

"No, I'm horny and I want some," she said, sitting up kissing on his neck.

"You're drunk," he said, standing up and walking away. "Lay out here, I'm going to bed."

"Hook!"

He angrily turned to her "Now you say my name? You were calling another man's name in the car."

Angel looked confused, yawned, rubbed her eyes. "I did not."

"You were saying another mother fucker's name, Angel! And in a sexy ass way like you wished you were with him."

"No, I didn't."

"I'm not going to argue with you on what I heard," he said. "You want that mother fucker, you can go to that mother fucker now."

"Hook, what are you talking about?" Angel said, standing up, walking up to him but he moved away. "I said Russell's name?"

"Funny you knew it was his name. What the fuck happened when you were alone with him Angel? Did you fuck him?"

"What? No," she said, suddenly not so drunk.

"Okay, whatever. You're a liar and a cheater, how the fuck am I supposed to believe you."

"Hook, I didn't-"

"Don't fucking lie, Angel."

"I mean...we kissed...he kissed me...I mean, I kissed him back."

Hook rubbed his bald head. He was angry, he was hurt, he felt betrayed. He loved Angel, he thought they had something and she did this to him.

"Like I said, you stay the fuck out here, I don't want to be near you right now. You can leave too, call an Uber, I don't care," he said, and stormed off to his room and slammed the door shut.

He punched the air a few times, released some tension. Women were more trouble than they were worth. Why did he get involved with this bougie ass broad that he knew had problems from day one? Like his aunt said, he thought with his dick in his hand. He should have just fucked her that first night and kept it moving. He definitely should not have fallen in love.

Love was for suckers.

He sat on his bed, his head in his hands, thinking about how fucked up this was. Yes, he had a baby on the way by another chick, but he did not cheat on Angel, they were on a break. She was the cheater. He knew she was but he stayed, which made him a fool. He could not get over the fact that he had many outs, but he kept coming back to her.

This was too much for him. It would never end with Angel. She drove men crazy, he could see that now. Matthew, this Russell guy, now him. Would he never get over her and continue to be obsessed with her? If he was going to end this, he wanted to end this. It would be doubly hard to break it off since his girls were so in love with her now. It would break their hearts. too.

Whatever, they were young, they did not have to understand. People moved on. He had to. Angel was not the one for him.

Now he had to take a piss from all that damn beer, but that would mean walking out the room and maybe seeing Angel. Soon as he opened the door, he heard her crying. He ignored it and went to the bathroom to relieve himself. Fuck, he hated hearing women cry. It did something to him. Of course, from his fucked up childhood hearing his mother cry herself to sleep every night, and he could not do a thing about it.

He flushed, washed his hands, let out a sigh, and opened the door. Angel was standing there, tears streaked all over her face, eyes red. She grabbed him, with her arms around his waist.

"Hook please, I'm sorry, let me explain."

"I don't want to talk about it," he said, pulling her arms from around him.

"I'm sorry. It meant nothing. I don't want him, I swear. Please, talk to me."

"Angel, go to sleep okay, I'm tired. You're still fucked up. Sleep it off," he said, heading back to his room. He turned back to her. "You need anything? Something to sleep in? A pillow?"

"I want to sleep with you in bed."

That was not happening. He knew if he had Angel's warm body next to him they would fuck. He would forget what the issue was and he would be enjoying her delectables. He would be tasting her. He would want her lips wrapped around his dick. He would have her in any and every way because that is what they did.

"No Angel, not tonight," he said, going in his room and closing the door, even though his body ached for her.

A/N: When did Hook get so mean and cruel? I hated writing him that way but he was fed up. But really, it wasn't just that she kissed the professor...more next chapter.

Hit the star, leave a comment, what do you think will happen? Is this the end?

XOXO
Kimberly