Two Hot Guys, One Beautiful Girl: What Good Can Come Out of This? chapter 2Chapter 2!!! Message&Rate :) Tell me what you thinkk
I walked off campus and made my way over my parents’ favorite restaurant, Deep. The 5 star restaurant’s menu contained dishes such as seafood, salads, and high class steaks. The food was delicious of course, it has to be since it’s a 5 star restaurant, however, I wouldn’t mind eating a nice cheeseburger and fries.
About 3 blocks away from the restaurant, out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a black car pulling over next to me. As the driver rolled down his window, I heard the lyrics to the song that was playing. I don’t care for you, I love you; I don’t want you, I need you.
After just hearing those two lines, I started walking faster. If it really was the creep I talked to earlier today, he would try and talk to me.
“Excuse me?” As soon as I heard him speak, I turned on my heel and charged at the driver. He was wearing dark black sun glasses so I couldn’t see his eyes, but he oddly looked familiar to me.
Even so, I brought my hand back, making it look like I was about to punch him in the face. As soon as he brought his hands to his face to block the blow, I shot my knee up, and kneed him right where it hurts.
He slouched a little in pain, and I heard a low whine come out of his lips. I took that as my cue to leave. I was about to sprint down the block when the man grabbed my wrist, stopping me from running away like I planned. He tore his sun glasses off his face and glared at me.
“Why’d you have to go and do that? I was just going to ask you for directions!” He spun me around so he could look at my face. As I looked up at him, I realized that this “creep” was actually Damon, one of my best friends from school. As he recognized me as well, I saw his face turn from anger, to shock, and then finally to a sly smile.
“Marcs? Is that you?”
I chuckled nervously. “Yeah, hey Damon, sorry I kicked you, I thought you were someone else,” I mumbled. I said that so quietly, I’m sure that he didn’t even hear me.
He smirked at my embarrassment. “Quite a kick you got there, never thought you had it in you Marcs. Good thing you can protect yourself like that, there’s a lot of weird people around here. Remind me to never get on your bad side.”
He winked at me and walked back into his car. Once he was all buckled in, he rolled down his window.
“By the way Marcus, I was going to ask you before you so rudely kicked me, how to get to the Essence Hotel, but I see it around the corner. Thanks for all your lovely help.”
Before I had a chance to respond with a witty comeback, he sped off in the direction of the hotel. Whatever. I turned around and quickly walked to the restaurant.
I had a delicious New York Steak tonight. I really enjoyed, but like I said, a cheeseburger and fries would have been fine with me.
My car was at the repair shop for the next 2 weeks because I blew the engine speeding down the high way so I’m stuck either catching rides or walking everywhere.
I love the feeling of wind slapping against my face when I’m driving at 150 mph. I could go faster of course, but I hate blowing my engines. It always takes so long to repair, and by the time they finally get fixed, a new, better, faster model comes out. So what’s the use?
All of a sudden I heard a gun shot coming from the alley way a few feet in front of me. Then I heard an ear piercing scream filled with agony. I ran to the alley and took a few steps in.
I looked all around, but I didn’t see anything out of the ordinary. Maybe I have the wrong alley-way, I’ll go check the other alley a few feet down. I took one more look around the alley when I felt a breath breathe down the back of my neck.
I stopped dead in my tracks as I felt a gun being pushed into the side of my head.
“Honey, you ain’t going no where…”
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